Chapter 120: Golden Corpse Bones

A day ago, farmers in Tochigi Prefecture, wanting to conveniently irrigate their fields and save on water bills, decided to dig a well.

They then summoned a well-digging team to begin excavation, but no matter how deep they dug, they found no water.

All they unearthed was soil—nothing but soil.

Only after digging two or three hundred meters did they finally uncover something other than soil—but it wasn't water, it was bone.

Bones entirely golden in color.

At first, the farmer and the digging team were thrilled, thinking they'd struck gold; but when they tried to cut the golden bone with an electric saw, the saw blade snapped—yet the bone remained unbroken. They then tried hammering, smashing, prying, and chopping with every tool available—all useless. The golden bone was harder than super diamond.

"Gold isn't this hard," declared the well-digging team leader.

Even the hardest gold isn't this hard.

Upon closer inspection, they faintly smelled blood on the bones, and the shape was unmistakably bone—sending chills down their spines.

"Could this be some ill omen?" one digger thought of the recent appearances of demons and the supernatural.

At the very moment the digger spoke these words.

Kamikawa Mitsu, in Arakawa Ward, Tokyo, Japan, suddenly spoke.

"System, consume script points to manifest…"

Having gained 100,000 script points, Kamikawa Mitsu had not only created the persona of Abe Mika Maro but also devised another small script—the Tochigi Prefecture farmland script.

Ever since resolving the Six-Eyed Demon and the Void Demon Realm, he had gradually constructed within his mind a vast mythological Ghost and monster world, nurturing plan after plan; had he not been short on script points, he would have begun long ago.

Now, with the acquisition of 10 script points, the new feature—Autonomous Small Script—was unlocked, and Kamikawa Mitsu finally began executing his plans in full.

Tochigi Prefecture and Abe Mika Maro were both part of it.

The instant the digger finished speaking.

A new development occurred at the dig site.

As excavation went deeper, more and more golden bones emerged.

There were too many golden bones—varied in shape, resembling ribs, leg bones, skulls, and more—terrifyingly complete, nearly every human bone type present, and crucially, none belonged to the same skeleton; they could not be assembled together, as if dozens or even hundreds of corpses lay buried beneath, not just one but at least dozens or hundreds.

And they were golden bones, human-like yet not quite human.

Seeing the sheer volume of golden bones unearthed, the farmer and the digging team dared not dig further—terrified, they immediately called the police.

Due to the bizarre nature of the incident, the police transferred it to the Supernatural Response Division, established precisely to handle strange and extraordinary events.

Upon hearing the news, Director Takahashi immediately ordered Section Chief Saito to lead police and a large team of archaeologists to the site.

Then.

The world was stunned.

After one day of excavation, all land within a ten-acre radius, dug to two hundred meters deep, revealed vast quantities of golden bones; after archaeologists organized and reassembled them, and scientists studied them, they confirmed: these golden bones were indeed human bones!

Yet, for reasons unknown, they contained some unknown energy and substance that transformed them into gold, with hardness far exceeding any known material today.

Moreover, based on the size and assembly of these golden bones, at least 278 corpses were identified.

"278 corpses? Are you certain?"

Section Chief Saito was stunned.

The research team member nodded: "Yes, 278. That's the current count—not final. Excavation continues, and golden bones keep emerging. The number isn't decreasing—it's increasing. We expect far more to be uncovered later."

Section Chief Saito was moved, staring at a complete golden corpse on the table beside him, assembled by archaeologists.

It was a fully intact corpse, composed entirely of golden bones, faintly shimmering with Jin Guang under the light, radiating immense authority—anyone who approached felt their blood surge, compelled to kneel.

As if a golden celestial general had fallen from heaven, dead yet still radiating majesty.

"How many golden corpses are estimated beneath the ground?" asked Section Chief Saito.

Modern science had advanced rapidly; with excellence in mathematics and science, precise calculations could roughly predict certain data.

"Based on current data, we estimate over 2,000 corpses beneath this area of over 6,000 square meters."

"What? If you have an idea or something to say, just say it."

Section Chief Saito noticed the research team member hesitating—he clearly had something to say.

"Heh!" The research team member no longer held back: "Section Chief Saito, we want to excavate nearby areas. We suspect this 6,000-square-meter zone isn't the only one—other surrounding areas may also contain golden bones. The total coverage of golden corpses may be far larger than we imagined."

Section Chief Saito raised an eyebrow, understanding the researcher's intent: "You want to excavate beyond this zone, dig farther out, to determine the full extent of the corpse coverage?"

"Yes. If we continue slowly expanding the excavation area, we may uncover many golden bones, but we won't quickly determine the true scope. This is the simplest method—but if we dig outward, we'll soon reach nearby towns and highways."

He stopped speaking, but Section Chief Saito understood his meaning.

The highway was manageable—just file a report.

But private homes were different—they weren't demolition zones. You couldn't just dig into someone's land.

After a moment of silence.

Section Chief Saito spoke gravely: "You say the golden corpses cover a vast area—you must have calculated the minimum and maximum coverage, right? Even the minimum is enormous, isn't it?"

"Bring me the coverage data. Use the map to find a residential house within the minimum estimated coverage area. Buy it. Say it's requisitioned by the Underworld. Dig to see if golden corpses are there. If yes, begin purchasing all the land you predicted. Begin full excavation.

If not, abandon the plan and excavate only this 6,000-square-meter area."

From the golden corpses' hardness, their ability to form complete human skeletons, their sheer number, and their deep burial—all evidence pointed to one truth: this was no ordinary corpse incident. Ninety percent likely involved the supernatural.

With the "Return of the Gods" underway and the situation dire, if Director Takahashi and others were right, even without crossing borders, if gods began their reckoning, Japan would not be safe.

To respond swiftly to the "Return of the Gods" and demon attacks, they must uncover supernatural secrets—or develop weapons against them—as quickly as possible.

If the golden corpses are connected to the supernatural, then nine out of ten, they are the bones of the supernatural.

For these reasons, Section Chief Saito no longer cared about demolishing homes—he would requisition them, pay for them.

He believed discovering more golden corpses would greatly aid research.

Section Chief Saito looked again at the complete golden corpse on the table, his brow furrowed.

"Over 2,000 corpses—that means at least 2,000 supernatural beings died. What event could have killed over two thousand supernatural beings? Could it be connected to 'that side'?"

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