Time passed quickly, and two days went by in a flash.
During those two days, Toga traveled around, killing dozens of notorious Yaoguai. The Dog General's reputation spread once more. Although this news hadn't been circulating for long, it had already reached the ears of some of the Dog General's old subordinates.
After all, Toga, as the Yaoguai who once ruled the Western Lands, had a large number of Yaoguai under his command. Even if there weren't ten thousand, there were several thousand... After Toga died, those Yaoguai lost their restraints and no longer stayed in one place, so they were spread over a vast area.
Hearing news of Toga again after two hundred years, those old subordinates didn't believe it. On the one hand, they contacted other Yaoguai, and on the other hand, they investigated 'Toga' to confirm his identity, to find out what kind of Yaoguai was impersonating him.
But Toga was busy making money and never stayed in any one place for too long, so those Yaoguai couldn't find Toga's whereabouts. They just happened to meet Sesshomaru and his mother, who were also looking for Toga.
After talking, the team searching for Toga quickly expanded, with people constantly rushing from other places to join the search. For a time, demons were in chaos, and humans trembled in fear.
And where was Toga, the center of the vortex?
In Totosai's forge, the sound of "clang, clang, clang" from the hammering of iron was crisp and clear. Toga stood with his arms crossed, pacing back and forth in the forge, his eyes roving, his nose twitching slightly. Various smells entered his nostrils, causing Toga to frown slightly.
"Totosai, don't you have any food at your place?" Toga turned his head to look at Totosai, who was swinging a hammer to strike a Yaoguai bone. He rubbed his itchy nose, irritated by the pungent smell, and said with a somewhat speechless expression.
Yaoguai were originally a magical species, and their bones were also extraordinary. They weren't broken by the hammer, but like metal, they gradually deformed under constant strikes.
While hammering the Yaoguai bone, Totosai said, "I used to have some..." He stopped hammering, used pliers to hold the Yaoguai bone, and put it into the furnace. Looking at the bone in the fire, he said, "But now there's a shopping mall, and it's so convenient to buy things, so there's no need to continue storing food at home."
"...That makes sense." Toga, who had originally wanted to freeload, was speechless for a few seconds and agreed.
Since he couldn't freeload, he decided to do it himself. Toga flew out of the forge and returned a few minutes later, carrying a Yaoguai that looked like an ox.
At the entrance of the forge, in front of Totosai's mount, the Three-Eyed Ox, he skinned and butchered the Yaoguai ox, scaring the Three-Eyed Ox so much that it covered its head with its forelimbs, its three eyes tightly shut, and trembled.
He skewered several pieces of meat on a Demon Sword, then held the sword and placed the meat above the campfire to roast.
While roasting the meat, Toga asked, "How many days will it take to finish forging my equipment?"
"Hmm..." Totosai scratched his bald head a few times, calculating the number of equipment pieces that needed to be forged, and then figuring the time required. He then said, "It will take about two years..."
"(⊙o⊙) What?" Hearing this, Toga was stunned, and asked in surprise, "Why does it take so long?"
"Two Demon Swords, a bow, a quiver of arrows, a set of armor, and a weapon that can change size and type..." Totosai counted each item one by one. Toga's expression gradually became awkward. He had only been concerned with making requests at the time and hadn't counted. Now, hearing Totosai's count, he couldn't help but smile wryly.
Totosai deliberately counted them, not to complain, but to state the facts and reason them out. "Forging two Demon Swords will take two months, as I am very skilled at forging swords. But the bow, arrows, and armor won't be that fast. A year should be enough to complete them. As for the weapon that can change size... It's a bit troublesome. It might take me a year to forge."
"Two months, huh?" Toga rotated the hilt of the sword, ensuring the Demon Sword heated evenly.
Two months... to earn enough money to buy a resurrection item... no problem... probably!
Thinking this, Toga continued to rotate the hilt of the sword, eating his fill before getting back to work...
Temporal City, bottom level, Initial Layer.
With the increase in residents within the city, Initial Town has become increasingly lively. People come and go in the streets, and the types of shops have gradually increased.
"It's a pity, there are no restaurants..."
As a boss who leaves everything to his employees, Muyang can be said to be very idle.
"...Should I find some chefs?"
While saying this, Muyang walked to a shop while thinking. Compared to other shops with few customers, this shop had many customers.
Seeing this, Muyang was slightly surprised. He didn't seem to expect that there would be a shop with such good business in Initial Town. He slowly raised his head and looked at the shop's sign, reading out the shop name word by word.
"Commission~ Hall~"
The name sounded a bit familiar?
Oh, it's actually my shop!
Then it's all good!
Muyang lightly shrugged and walked into the Commission Hall. The hall's space was enormous, easily capable of holding hundreds of people. Floating in front of the wall at the far end were virtual screens, each the size of A2 paper, displaying various commissions.
Counting them, there were fifty-two.
Not too few, but rather a bit too many.
"Where did all these commissions come from?" The small doubt vanished as soon as it left his mouth, and Muyang's gaze shifted.
One-third of the hall's area was neatly arranged with rectangular wooden tables and benches. The reception desk faced the commission wall, located beside the entrance. A receptionist, Bailu, sat behind the L-shaped bar. The central portion of one of the remaining two walls was recessed inward, forming a square space. Inside was another bar, providing a small amount of ordinary alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks, along with food and snacks, all free of charge. The employee was Emiya Shirou.
Walking into the reception area, Muyang nodded slightly to Bailu, the "boss," and sat down. A chair materialized out of thin air to support him. He looked forward, listening to the conversations in the hall.
"Why are you so disheveled?"
"I don't know who started it, but a bunch of Kings started fighting. I got caught in the crossfire. It's only because I'm fast that I didn't die."
"No one intervened?"
"Some people wanted to, but they were stopped by some folks who wanted to watch the fun."
"Are there many casualties?"
"Everyone has a Wristwatch Terminal, so there were no deaths, only injuries."
"Who won?"
"You're asking me?"
"Let's go, let's go watch the show..."
Seven or eight people walked out of the Commission Hall. Muyang turned his head to look at their departing figures. He was also a little interested in what they were talking about and was about to go join the fun when his Wristwatch Terminal reminded him of a private message.
His movement of standing up was interrupted. Muyang raised his left hand, and the Wristwatch Terminal projected a virtual screen.
"Kamijou Touma?" Muyang was a little puzzled when he saw who was privately messaging him. "What does he want?"
He casually replied "yes" to Kamijou Touma's inquiry, "Are you there, Boss Mu?"
Kamijou Touma: "Boss Mu, I'm buying a large quantity of resurrection items. Are there any discounts?"
A large quantity! Muyang was thoughtful when he heard this, and associating it with a certain event, he then asked, "How many exactly?"
Kamijou Touma: "Close to ten thousand."
Seeing the number provided by Kamijou Touma, Muyang immediately confirmed his guess was correct.
The number is less than in the original story. Did he discover it earlier?
In the original story, the number of Misaka Imouto who died because of the "Level 6 Shift Project" exceeded ten thousand, but the number provided by Kamijou Touma was close to ten thousand. It could be concluded that Kamijou Touma had discovered the "Level 6 Shift Project" earlier.
"Let's talk in person."
Replying with four words, Muyang immediately went to the world of Toaru Majutsu no Index.
Academy City, with an area about one-third of Tokyo, was also known as the "City of Schools." It contained dozens of universities, hundreds of elementary, middle, and high schools, and a total of over a thousand large and small "research institutions." The population was nearly 2.3 million, with 80% of the residents being students, the number exceeding 1.8 million. Its technological level was at the forefront of the world, surpassing the outside world by twenty to thirty years.
The division of the city's internal districts ranged from the first to the twenty-third, with a total of 23 districts, each with different functions.
Leaving aside the other districts for now, let's talk about the Seventh District. In terms of land area, the Seventh District ranked among the top of the 23 districts. It was a district mainly for high school and middle school students, with a large number of schools gathered here.
In a certain park in the Seventh District...
Today was Sunday. Except for the students who needed to attend extra classes, the rest were quite free. They either stayed at home playing games or went shopping with friends. Therefore, the streets had a high flow of people, but the park was very deserted. Aside from Kamijou Touma and Misaka Mikoto, there was no one else.
On a park bench, Misaka Mikoto sat next to Kamijou Touma, her eyes fixed on the chat interface.
"Meet and talk?" Misaka Mikoto read aloud, then her beautiful eyes widened, "Boss Muyang is coming?"
Before she could finish speaking, Muyang suddenly appeared in front of them, greeting them, "I'm here!"
Misaka Mikoto had already gotten used to this kind of teleportation, but Kamijou Touma was slightly startled.
"Tell me the specifics," Muyang said, sitting beside Kamijou Touma, listening quietly to their story.
In short, Kamijou Touma's power had gone out at home, so he decided to go to a family restaurant for lunch. On the way, he happened to run into Misaka Mikoto, who was just wandering around.
The subsequent scenes had already been played out dozens of times. Misaka Mikoto challenged him, Kamijou Touma refused to fight and ran away, and the two chased each other. While passing a certain section of road, they happened to meet a Misaka Imouto.
There was no need to go into the details of the later plot. Skipping the process, the result was that the two learned about the "Level 6 Shift Project" and decided to destroy it.
Seeing Misaka Mikoto's sadness, Kamijou Touma said he had a way to revive the Misaka Imouto and gave Misaka Mikoto a Wristwatch Terminal.
"Ho ho~" Muyang turned his head to look at Kamijou Touma, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Kamijou Touma: "..."
For some reason, I feel like Boss Muyang's laughter isn't quite right. It seems to contain a lot of... unspeakable content.
Is… that an illusion?
Misaka Mikoto didn't think too much about it, or rather, she didn't have the mind to analyze the meaning contained in Muyang's laughter. Her entire focus was on reviving the Misaka Sisters.
After recounting the day's events, she directly steered the conversation back to the most crucial, and initial, topic, "Are there discounts if I buy a lot of revival items at once?"
"No," Muyang replied.
Both of their expressions immediately turned despondent. The thought of the money needed to purchase the revival items instantly made them feel dizzy. A hundred million multiplied by ten thousand – it was an astronomical number!
Watching Misaka Mikoto's despairing expression, Muyang's expression became slightly peculiar. He asked in a strange tone, "So… why do you insist on buying revival items? Wouldn't buying skills be more cost-effective?"
"Although revival magic is more expensive than most revival items, you're not just reviving one or two people, but nearly ten thousand. No matter how you think about it, buying revival magic is more cost-effective than buying revival items!"
"So… you two geniuses, can you tell me what you're thinking?"
With Muyang's clear question, Kamijou Touma and Misaka Mikoto's bodies stiffened. The quiet park seemed to echo a song: "So stupid~ so stupid~ so stupid~"
Recalling the previous emotions and behaviors, a feeling called embarrassment quickly spread, filling the space between the three of them. Then, a feeling called shame began to erode Misaka Mikoto's heart.
Thinking that the culprit of all this was Kamijou Touma, that guy hadn't said anything about resurrection skills besides the resurrection items. Because of her trust in him, she hadn't even checked the resurrection-related products in the shop.
He betrayed my trust!
"Bilibili..."
A wisp of azure lightning flashed before his eyes. Kamijou Touma's eyelids drooped, and he whispered, "I have a bad feeling about this."
Before he could finish speaking, Kamijou Touma suddenly lunged forward, his swift movements like a hunting cheetah.
BOOM—
A streak of azure lightning fell, striking the spot where Kamijou Touma had been sitting, leaving a charred black mark.
"Perfect control!" Muyang gave a thumbs up in admiration.
He was so close, yet he wasn't affected at all.
Speaking of which, the ability users of Academy City needed to perform calculations when using their abilities, so they could control the power and other aspects very well. For a specific example, please refer to Shirai Kuroko.
"Don't dodge, you idiot!!! Nothing will happen if you get hit."
Misaka Mikoto suddenly stood up, with strands of lightning coiling around her, chasing after the fleeing Kamijou Touma.
"No way." Kamijou Touma refused.
Although he wouldn't get hurt, who would want to be struck by lightning?
"You think so too, Shirai Kuroko?"
"Don't run away!" Misaka Mikoto shouted while chasing after Kamijou Touma as they ran off.
Muyang: ???
Hey—! You two just ran off like that? Not going to entertain your guest?
Looking speechlessly at the two of them, who were playing around as if no one else was there, Muyang felt a little full.
Is this dog food? Probably!
Anyway... I think it is.
Kamijou Touma and Misaka Mikoto gradually ran far away, completely forgetting Muyang's existence.
Looking at the figures of the two as they departed, Muyang pondered for a moment, ultimately deciding not to write their names down in a notebook.
"Hmph! Be grateful for my magnanimity!"
His words drifted away on the wind, Muyang looked at the empty space, not knowing who he was speaking to.
In a building without windows.
A person with long silver hair, wearing a green surgical gown, was suspended upside down in a glass jar filled with liquid, his eyes fixed on a certain spot in the room.
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