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People who experienced the disaster ten years ago harbored malice toward the cursed son to the point of prejudice.
In addition, there has been subtle guidance over the years.
If it were implemented within a week, one can imagine the upheaval that would occur.
Countless residents will march and demonstrate to protest the bill.
In that case, it will only bring misfortune upon the cursed child.
After the Holy Emperor raised this concern, Yalin did not respond.
However, an extremely cruel and indifferent smile appeared on his face.
Like a demon, he sent chills down the spine of the Holy Emperor.
She even doubted whether she had made the right decision.
But now that things have come to this, she has no right to refuse and can only sign a contract with Yalin.
Hopefully, the cursed children and humans will be able to understand each other and live in peace by then.
That's what she hoped for.
When he left Seiju, the entire Tokyo area was completely under Yarin's control.
Next, even if he makes a commotion, someone will cover for him, so there's no need to worry too much.
"The next step is to purge the extremists from the Pureblood Society while gathering enough energy to launch Project New World."
Negative emotions or spiritual fuel both have a significant effect on Yalin.
When Yarin became the ruler of the neighboring world, it shared information such as relevant rules and underlying architecture.
Let the other Yalins take this as a reference and try to create their own domains or even dimensional worlds.
This is no ordinary alternate dimension; once successful, it will become a complete world, and its value to the Yalins is self-evident.
However, for Black Bullet Yalin, the development time is too short, and the conditions in various aspects are not yet sufficient.
To create a space similar to the neighboring world, in addition to having sufficient strength and a thorough understanding of the underlying rules of the world, one also needs an extremely large amount of energy.
Unfortunately, the Earth he lived on did not accumulate enough magic to create the Primal Spirits.
In fact, without the emergence of gastritis viruses, this world would just be an ordinary modern society.
Aside from the Demon King's talent for transformation, the only viable energy source is using the soul as fuel.
Of course, this action was too extreme, and even in this distorted world, Yalin still maintained a sense of restraint.
He would only use someone as fuel if even death was a reward, if their cruelty and twistedness were outrageous, or if they had a deep grudge against Yalin.
Ordinary villains don't even qualify to enter the Soul Lamp.
Not just any trash is qualified to be a sacrifice to ignite a new world.
Of course, many of the high-ranking officials who were previously eliminated met the criteria for being allowed into the light.
As Yalin pondered this, his Demon King talent spread out, absorbing and transforming a continuous stream of negative emotions, instantly replenishing his energy reserves.
Yalin, however, did not relax; instead, his expression grew even more disgusted.
The world is shrouded in the shadow of the apocalypse and is in a state of great contradiction.
If the main conflict weren't shifted to the cursed child, allowing this despair to be vented, and if the Gastrea weren't also watching with predatory eyes...
Humanity may face wars due to various irreconcilable conflicts.
Therefore, the cursed child is the designated target of persecution.
On the black market, the most popular item is a chamois dagger with a blade length of about twelve centimeters.
This is not good enough to deal with the huge Gastrea, and the people who buy it do not have the courage to go after an enemy that would actually kill them. The reason for its popularity is obvious.
Since most of the cursed children won't resist, it's the perfect outlet for their frustration.
Even in the dead of night, horrific acts of violence are about to unfold.
In a dark alley not far away, a group of middle-aged men, usually dressed in suits, were working together. The ringleaders had kidnapped the cursed child from the outskirts of the city and brought him here so that their companions could cruelly torture him to vent their frustrations in life.
For them, and for a considerable number of people, this has become the norm.
"What a disgusting mess. Now that we've solved the problems at the higher levels, it's time to clean up the garbage in the whole city."
Yalin's tone was devoid of warmth.
Since someone wishes to die early, he doesn't mind granting their wish.
The soul lamp he carried grew increasingly chilling, reflecting Yalin's mood.
......
In the outer area, in the sewers.
The cursed children did not sleep as usual; they gathered together, anxiously waiting, hoping that Yarin would return safely.
As a group exiled by society and forced to struggle for survival, they value every companion, even the newest ones.
Moreover, Yalin made them feel naturally at ease, and subconsciously they believed that he was trustworthy.
He even personally cooked delicious food for them, instantly winning the hearts of the cursed children.
For these young girls, Yalin was like an older brother, and his importance was self-evident.
Seeing this, Senju Natsuyo told stories to the cursed children to distract the girls, but his eyes kept glancing at the manhole cover.
When Yalin returned, all the little girls rushed over to him.
This startled him slightly, before he smiled gently.
"Don't worry, I'm just cleaning up some trash, it's nothing serious."
Busu-tsui crept closer, trying to grab his sleeve, but after sniffing Yalin's scent, her eyes widened, her face turned pale, and her petite body swayed precariously.
This puzzled Yalin, as he had cleaned himself before returning.
How did you discover that?
While pondering the reason in his mind, he simultaneously caught Busi Tsui, holding her in his arms to prevent her from falling.
"Sorry!" Busch Tsui said quickly, and Yalin waved his hand.
Only after the cursed son had fallen asleep while yawning did she ask her the reason.
"Yalin was covered with an incredibly strong stench of death."
"Isui Fushi said cautiously."
As a cursed child infected with a feline gastrulovirus, her sense of smell is incredibly sensitive, even to an absurd degree.
She could smell the scent of mountains of corpses and seas of blood on Yalin, as if countless resentments were entangled around him.
The shock was so intense that she almost fainted.
“That’s a really nice ability.”
Yalin praised him generously, then completely concealed his aura.
Fuse Sui's perception was correct. In just one night, countless scum died at his hands, an efficiency that even professional executioners could not match.
Tokyo is anything but peaceful these days.
"Will you leave again?" Busu asked softly.
"The cleanup is almost complete, and I will stay in the outer area for a while from now on."
Yalin touched her ear, and the girl immediately let out a shy moan, which made him smile.
Next, we need to count the number of cursed children in the Tokyo area and have the Holy Emperor transport enough supplies over.
The Cursed Children, led by Senju Natsuyo, lived in relatively good conditions; at least they didn't go hungry most of the time.
For the cursed children, whose situation is even worse, they eat whatever is available, almost to the point of eating dirt to survive.
This is not the treatment they deserve.
Once the new Gastrea Law is implemented, he will allow the Cursed Children to migrate from the outer districts into the interior of Tokyo, where they will temporarily reside in a designated area.
After all, the environment in the outer areas is getting worse and worse. Chemical plants, garbage disposal stations and various large industrial plants are all built in the outer areas, without any regard for pollution.
This is also why Tokyo has not rebuilt its outer districts.
Both the water and the air have become extremely polluted. Ordinary humans cannot live here for long before they succumb to various incurable diseases and die. Only the cursed children, with their tenacious vitality, can survive.
Even so, if this continues, it will eventually exceed the threshold.
To allow normal people in Tokyo to enjoy a peaceful and convenient life with peace of mind, while the cursed children bear the consequences, is something that Yalin will never allow to continue.
As for the relocation of indigenous people within the designated areas... that's actually the least worrisome issue.
After the new Gastrea Act is implemented, there will naturally be protesters who are oblivious to the danger, and the number of them will certainly not be small.
When they gather together, it saves Yalin from having to find the scum that usually hides.
After that, Tokyo's population will inevitably experience a significant reduction, so there is no need to worry about overpopulation.
As for the survivors, their living space might actually increase.
In this respect, should future Tokyo residents be grateful to him?
Yalin pondered with a wicked sense of humor.
......
Starting in the early morning, the entire Tokyo area was completely engulfed in explosions.
Nearly three-quarters of the high-ranking officials were found dead in their homes in extremely gruesome conditions, with the stench of blood permeating the air and the pungent smell contaminating everyone who arrived.
The guards who rushed over only glanced at the crime scene before falling silent, their hearts heavy.
Of course, what terrified the guards of the First District the most was that even the Tendo family and the Holy Residence had not escaped their clutches.
Apart from the Holy Emperor who was unharmed, everyone else was either dead or injured.
After all four limbs of Tendokiku were severed and she was on the verge of death, she was immediately sent to the hospital.
If they hadn't been injected with the newly developed AGV experimental drug and survived by sheer luck, the Tiantong family would probably have been wiped out.