Chapter 332

At this moment.

Professor Zhongtian took a deep breath and exhaled.

"The Goulou Mountain Range has another name… Ten Thousand Dashan!!"

Silence, then dread.

Director Takahashi and the others turned pale.

In myths, the term "Ten Thousand Dashan" frequently appears; today, it has become an integral part of Chinese mythology.

The real Ten Thousand Dashan differs from the mythical one by far more than a little.

But if this trend continues, perhaps it can be explained.

The true Ten Thousand Dashan refers to the ancient era, when the Initial World was not as it is now—when gods and demons still ruled the Earth.

Everyone present stirred with excitement.

It seems Earth truly is reviving, gradually restoring the form it once had in the Initial World.

"By the way, how is the situation with the mysterious mist?"

Amidst the excitement, Section Chief Saito suddenly remembered the mysterious mist—now, it wasn't just Earth that was growing; a mysterious mist suspected as a global threat was too.

Fortunately, Earth's growth rate outpaced that of the mysterious mist; otherwise, they truly wouldn't know what to do.

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Tokyo, Japan, apartment.

Today, Kamikawa Mitsu took out a garbage bag early to dispose of it at the apartment's recycling station.

In Japan, there are regulations specifying times for disposing of different types of garbage.

For example, garbage collection generally occurs in the morning, as garbage trucks pick up waste at fixed morning hours.

For instance, Monday is for recyclables, Tuesday for non-recyclables; there are many categories such as metal, plastic bottles, paper, and more.

If you dispose of garbage on a day not designated for that category, you will be fined, and in severe cases, even detained, directly affecting applications for permanent residency or naturalization.

Thus, Japanese housewives typically wake up very early, partly to dispose of garbage.

After all, recycling days differ by category—if you miss the designated day for a category, you must wait until the next cycle, which could be several days away, and your home might stink in the meantime.

Creak.

Kamikawa Mitsu opened the door and stepped out, when something soft and yielding bumped into his back.

The object bounced back with a cry of "Oof!"

He turned around and saw Matsuoka Shirari sitting on the ground, rubbing her lower back.

"What happened?"

Just then, Wang Qianhui, who had been reading ancient Chinese texts and wondering whether to write a book on China, ran out upon hearing the noise and saw Kamikawa Mitsu standing while Matsuoka Shirari sat, continuously rubbing her buttocks.

Instantly, seeing the scene before her, she blurted out:

"The gentleman seeks to mount his body, must first benefit his flaws?"

Due to her imperfect Chinese pronunciation, she mispronounced the final character as first tone.

Kamikawa Mitsu: "????"

He was momentarily stunned, set down the garbage, and reached out to help Matsuoka Shirari up.

"What did you say, Qianhui?"

"Hehe, nothing. I just remembered a line of ancient Chinese I learned from Iori yesterday—I thought it fit this scene perfectly."

Kamikawa Mitsu looked utterly bewildered.

How could "The gentleman seeks to mount his body, must first benefit his flaws" possibly fit this situation? Had Iori been teaching Qianhui wrong Chinese sayings again?

Come to think of it, yesterday Iori went out with him and Qianhui to a private karaoke room; when Qianhui stepped out to shop, only he and Iori remained inside, and Iori suddenly said, "Onii-san, don't miss a good opportunity."

At the time, Kamikawa Mitsu was confused—miss a good opportunity? What opportunity? Oh, did she mean now that Qianhui was gone, he could grab the mic?

"Don't worry, I won't miss it."

Kamikawa Mitsu immediately replied and stood up, walking toward Iori's side of the karaoke machine.

He still remembered how excited Iori had been then, lifting her collar and saying to him: "Onii-san, do you want me to help you?"

Without thinking, Kamikawa Mitsu replied:

"No, I can handle it myself. Don't look at me like this—I'm quite skilled at this."

Upon hearing this, Iori became ecstatic, exclaiming: "I never thought Onii-san was so ****."

Then…

Then nothing else happened. Kamikawa Mitsu sat down and selected a song titled "It's No Big Deal," which was the ending theme of "Your Name." He had just finished watching it and thought the ending theme was lovely, so he wanted to sing it.

But as soon as he selected the song, Iori looked at him with a mournful expression and said:

"Onii-san, you big dummy."

Kamikawa Mitsu was stunned—why was she suddenly insulting him?

Later, he could only assume Iori had wanted to sing that song herself.

After helping Matsuoka Shirari up, Kamikawa Mitsu didn't dwell on Qianhui's words and asked her:

"Sister Matsuoka, today is Sunday—you're not on duty. Why are you out so early?"

"I'm not working today, but I've been busy handing out flyers. No time to talk—I've got to get going."

Matsuoka Shirari picked up a stack of flyers from the ground.

Handing out flyers?

The Kamikawa siblings froze—wasn't Sister Matsuoka a doctor? Why was she handing out flyers?

Could it be… that due to the recent global enhancement of human physicality, fewer people are falling ill, so doctors are nearing unemployment, and hospitals are forcing them to go out and hand out flyers to promote the hospital?

Kamikawa Mitsu's expression turned strange—he suddenly felt as if he had unknowingly caused an entire industry to collapse.

That doesn't make sense!

Although I enhanced the physical constitution of all people globally, it doesn't grant immunity to all diseases—only improved immunity; you still get sick when you should, colds and kidney deficiency might be rare, but serious illnesses like diabetes or AIDS can still occur.

As he thought, Matsukaze Kiri, who had just walked away a few steps, seemed to remember something, turned back, and handed Kamikawa Mitsu one flyer each.

"If you see the person in this flyer, let me know—I'm leaving now."

Watching Matsukaze Kiri hurry off in a panic, Kamikawa Mitsu looked at the flyer in his hand and froze.

The flyer was not the hospital advertisement he expected.

It displayed a photo of a girl wearing a high school uniform, with an ordinary face, the most common black long straight hair, and the only distinctive feature being a beauty mark at the corner of her eye.

"Missing person notice?"

Kamikawa Mitsu read the flyer's content—it was clearly a missing person notice.

The person being sought was precisely the girl in the photo.

"Nii-san, does this girl know Onee-san Matsukaze? Why would Onee-san Matsukaze suddenly be looking for this person? Or is Onee-san Matsukaze working part-time handing out flyers?"

Kamikawa Chiho looked at the flyer, tilting her small head, her big watery eyes filled with ten thousand questions.

Kamikawa Mitsu shook his head:

"I don't know. Maybe she's helping someone distribute them. I don't recall Matsukaze saying she had a female high school student relative."

Without further thought, Kamikawa Mitsu handed the flyer to Kamikawa Chiho and took the trash bag to dispose of it.

While Kamikawa Chiho cared about who this girl on the flyer was, Kamikawa Mitsu cared more about the mysterious mist.

All plans were accelerating, all arrangements made—it was time to revive the divine and demonic corpses brought by Ashiya To and explore the mysterious mist.

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