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"This is called respecting history. Jetton was defeated by us humans." Araki said.

"It's a pity that the zero-gravity bombs were not left to our ZAT team, and we don't even have TAC's V9." Kitajima sighed. Otherwise, it would be much easier to destroy the monsters.

There is only one zero-gravity bomb, and it cannot be replicated due to problems with the raw materials.

It was a kind of monopole that was difficult to explain scientifically and was collected after defeating Bruton. It was preserved by the Kurt team using a special method and made into a weapon.

Unless there is another Bruton, humans cannot reproduce, and there is no other way to obtain monopolar bodies.

Nanyuan and Beidao quickly opened the game. They were worthy of being the captains. After being trapped by Jetton for several weeks, they could finally avenge themselves!

"Speaking of which, the game has recently updated its characters, and Taro has been added to the battle mode."

"And Taro?"

Now Higashi Kotaro was also attracted and wanted to play.

"By the way, Kotaro, what did you just say you wanted to see the captain about?"

"Oh, I almost forgot! It's about monsters."

Hearing the monster, Araki stopped the game in his hand and listened carefully to what Kotaro said.

After Kotaro finished speaking, he took the amulet and looked at it, then looked at the words written on it.

"It really is ancient Egyptian. Kotaro, can you recognize ancient Egyptian characters?"

"No, someone else translated it. A friend."

Araki gave the paper to Moriyama and asked her to translate it using the translation machine developed by ZAT. The result was exactly as Kotaro said.

"Your friend is really amazing."

Anyone who can recognize ancient Egyptian characters is at least a leading figure in the field of archaeology.

"By the way, Kotaro. How long have you had this amulet?" asked Araki.

Kotaro recalled carefully that the ship carrying him around the world arrived at the port of Cairo, Egypt, which should have been this spring.

“About a year.”

"It's been a year, which means you should have encountered many full moons, but you've never seen Jillianma?"

"That's right." Kotaro was also a little surprised. He had thought about this before. "But I was thinking, I haven't met Gillianma. Is it because I'm always on the sea? Gillianma can't go to the sea for some reason."

Since arriving in Tokyo last month, tomorrow will be the first full moon that Kotaro has spent on land in a long time.

"Well, your consideration makes sense. We can't rule out this possibility."

“If you ask me, that’s just a scam,” Nanyuan interrupted.

After getting the vice-captain's 'strategy' and upgrading to get the zero-gravity bullet, Nanyuan was in a very good mood after defeating Jetton in one fell swoop.

I feel better and my thoughts are clearer.

"Look at what this so-called 'prophecy' is written on. It's just ordinary parchment. When was that in ancient Egypt? If it was really written by the ancient Egyptians, it must have been thousands of years ago. How could a parchment from thousands of years ago survive to this day? Even if it was well preserved, it would have rotted away. But look at what you have, it's only a few decades old at most."

"If you ask me, this is a prank. Some archaeologist who knows ancient Egyptian is playing a joke on everyone."

Kotaro still feels that the demon Jirenma is not made up, but the team members do not trust him.

Especially when Moriyama team members tested the age of the parchment and found that it was indeed an item from the past hundred years, everyone thought it was just a simple prank.

The only thing that can prove Kotaro is his own intuition.

So should he believe in himself, or should he believe in scientific evidence? Perhaps he should ask Gaia, but as soon as this idea came to his mind, Kotaro rejected it.

He didn't want to depend on her for everything.

The so-called being able to stand on one's own feet, in addition to fighting, one should also trust one's own inner judgment.

Although they have only been on Earth for a month, both Taro and Tou Kotaro have indeed grown a lot.

Time soon came to the evening of the next day. Night fell, and it was a cloudy day, but looking up at the sea of ​​clouds, a bright moon was still faintly visible, rising and falling among the white clouds.

Kotaro did not go home.

If there really were such things as demons, he couldn't bring danger to Saori's home.

So Kotaro came to the wilderness, a familiar place. The seaside of the port, where he planted the seeds of the Chikulis flower a month ago, and a monster grew out of it.

Just like a month ago, he brought a sleeping bag today and prepared to revisit the place and camp here for one night.

The temperature in December was much colder than in November, and the sea breeze was biting. Even Kotaro was a little hesitant about spending the night here.

Or could he choose a warmer spot? At least a shelter from the sea breeze would be much better.

Anyway, let’s light the bonfire first.

Thinking of this, Kotaro picked up some firewood. It was easy to make a fire in the dry weather of autumn and winter. Then at some point, Kotaro felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why.

Suddenly, he discovered something.

The moon in the sky turned bright red at some point.

Chapter 352: Insect Tide

"The moon has turned so red."

"Yeah." Nan Xizi nodded.

"Why do you want to turn the moon red?" Ling also asked.

That’s right, it wasn’t the devil who made the moon turn red, it was Nan Xizi.

Nan Xizi found Lingye's question strange.

"Wouldn't it be more atmospheric this way? When the devil comes, the full moon will turn red. I remember that's what was written in the novels before."

There is indeed nothing wrong with it, but what kind of novels did Nan Xizi read in the past?

Demons that only appear on full-moon nights are often mentioned in stories.

It doesn’t matter what special power the moon itself has, it’s just that over the past thousands of years, humans have always had endless fantasies about the moon.

Because many people believe this and think that the full moon has magical powers, they take advantage of the false to make it true.

Demons, vampires, werewolves, these fantasy creatures always love the full moon.

The same is true for the demon Gillianma, a monster born from ancient Egyptian legends.

"Legend has it that Gillianma will attack the owner of a lucky stone during a full moon, swallow the stone to gain power, and then discard the powerless stone until the next person picks it up."

"What is that so-called power?" Nan Xizi asked puzzledly.

"It's probably people's wish for the lucky stone. They believe that the stone can bring good luck and make their wishes come true. But the wish itself is what Gilliam needs."

From ancient Egypt thousands of years ago to today, humans still like to pray to dead things, but are reluctant to tell their relatives and friends about their worries.

This is how demons grow, deep in the lonely and dark hearts of human beings.

"Lingya knows a lot."

Nan Xizi sighed, but she didn't find it strange. No matter how long ago the history was, as long as it happened on Earth, if Gaia wanted to know, then she would definitely know.

The moonlight does not undergo any substantial change due to the change in color.

But Kotaro had no idea. He only felt that the bright red moon made the atmosphere around him a little solemn, as if something was happening.

So when he heard the whistling sound in the bushes, he immediately pulled out his ZAT gun.

Something is coming.

The grass was shaking, and in the distance, it seemed as if a creature about the size of a human was approaching. Soon, it came up to him.

Well, so-called humanoids are humans.

"Deputy Captain, why are you here?"

"Well, if you're worried, come and take a look. This bright red moon is really unlucky. It feels like something is going to happen."

Araki said the same thing that Kotaro was thinking, holding a heavy-fired individual artillery in his hand.

"Doesn't the deputy captain not believe in demons?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. As long as there is a possibility, we have to investigate it. Whether it is true or not will be proven after the investigation."

The worst that can happen is a wasted trip.

Araki really didn't believe in the existence of demons in ancient Egypt, but that didn't stop him from coming over for patrol. In the end, when it turned out to be fake, he just laughed it off.

"Do you want to eat?" Araki put the cannon on his shoulder with his left hand, reached into his pocket with his right hand, and threw over a roasted sweet potato.

Kotaro caught it casually, and his palms felt a little hot, but because the ZAT uniform came with gloves, it was still within the tolerable range.

It was so hot, but thanks to the space for Araki's clothes, the uniforms were really good at insulating.

Break open the sweet potato, the steaming hotness is as sweet as honey, and it warms the body instantly.

"You have a bonfire here. I should have brought some raw sweet potatoes here. The ones bought on the street are not as delicious as the ones you roast yourself."

"Ah, I also liked baked sweet potatoes when I was a kid. But at that time, my mother always made them for me. Her baked sweet potatoes were delicious."

"Kotaro's mother? She must be a very virtuous mother. Is she in her hometown now?"

"No, he passed away several years ago."

"Ah, sorry."

Kotaro said it so easily before, it's hard to imagine that it was a person who has passed away. Araki was a little embarrassed.

"Nothing. Sometimes I feel like my mother is still alive somewhere."

Kotaro suddenly realized that this was the first time he was alone with Araki and could talk to him from the bottom of his heart.

The same is true for Aragaki. Kotaro is different from the others in the team. A man who once traveled around the world and whose dream is to become a boxing champion will indeed stand out wherever he goes.

"The captain recruited you to the ZAT team. We were all surprised at first, but you are indeed a qualified ZAT member."

"To be honest, at first I thought you were a reckless guy. But when you saw the liquid monster, I was surprised by your firm belief that you saw the monster. In that environment, being able to firmly believe in yourself is also a great courage."

So this time, Aragaki is willing to believe Kotaro.

Even though the so-called ancient Egyptian demons recorded on parchment were too suspicious and more like someone's conspiracy.

The sea breeze blew across the beach, bringing with it the unique salty smell of the sea. In that salty smell, there was also a faint and strange smell.

Sticky and thick.