Passing the Buck / System Reward

Amidst the ghost's roar, the Scribe suddenly leaned back, but his feet remained firmly planted on the ground.

The upper body changed from a vertical position to a horizontal position, and the demon's sharp beak attack missed, only passing by.

After dodging the attack, the Scribe suddenly reached out and grabbed the ghost's foot.

The muscles in his arm bulged, forcefully pulling the speeding ghost down!

After slamming it heavily to the ground, I kicked it in the head.

He swung his Nichirin Blade and beheaded his opponent.

Grabbing the ghost's head, the Scribe took a step forward and shouted.

"Anyone who wants to Scribe my life, go ahead and try!"

"Let's fight!"

"Tonight, I will fight for a city all by myself!"

Chapter 590: Shifting the blame

Infinity Castle.

Shinri Keito is counting the humans he captured from Tokyo Metropolis.

"How many people have you collected?"

A voice suddenly rang out, and then Shinri Masato's figure appeared out of thin air.

"Grown ups."

With a slight bow and a smile on her face, Huiren spoke.

"More than 120,000 were captured and have been processed according to the pre-planned proportions."

"More than 120,000?"

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she was still taken aback when she heard the number.

After a brief moment of shock, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

"Not bad, not bad at all. 120,000 people has far exceeded our initial target."

"Huiren, you can bring those guys back now."

"I'll go and report this good news to Lord Muzan right now; he'll definitely be pleased."

With that, the man prepared to leave.

But just then, he noticed that the smile on Huiren's face was gradually freezing.

"What's wrong?"

"Those ghosts we sent out probably won't be coming back."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this news, the real person was greatly surprised.

He couldn't figure out what had happened to cause this mishap at such a time.

"I had Nakime shut down the teleportation because..."

A hint of fear flashed across Huiren's face, and his body trembled before he slowly spoke.

"Because the Scribe came out of the palace."

"What did you say!"

Instantly teleporting in front of Huiren, Makoto stared intently at Huiren's face and said seriously.

"Wasn't the Scribe waiting for Ayu in the Emperor's palace the whole time? Why did he suddenly come out?"

"I don't know, but it seems like someone went in before he came out."

"Are they members of the Demon Slayer Corps? Didn't Brain Food trick them into breaking up?"

"I don't know."

Just as Huiren shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what was happening, the air around him suddenly distorted.

Then, a woman dressed as a researcher appeared.

"Humans?"

He blurted it out unconsciously, but Huren quickly realized that this was a parasite of the brain food.

"Shinri Keito, if your eyes don't work well, I can get you a new pair."

The female researcher glanced at Huiren, waved her hand, and said.

"I've come here to tell you two things."

"One good, one bad, which do you want to hear first?"

Without hesitation, the real person spoke directly.

"Okay then."

The news of the Scribe's intervention had already given him a headache, and he didn't want to suffer any more setbacks.

"The good news is that Yu's troops have successfully defeated most of the Demon Slayer Corps' fighting force, and almost all of the powerful swordsmen have been captured alive."

"Real?"

Upon hearing this, the real man's eyes lit up instantly.

The defeat of the Demon Slayer Corps is fantastic news for any demon.

Even setting aside the practical significance, defeating the Demon Slayer Corps is, to some extent, a form of spiritual satisfaction.

"I didn't expect Ayu to actually do it. Damn it, now his importance in Muzan Muzan's heart may increase."

Some people were jealous of what Ah Yu had accomplished, so Zhenren gritted his teeth and thought about how to trip up his "good ally".

"Um, why do you say it was almost captured alive?"

Huiren suddenly looked up and voiced the question that had been on his mind.

"Did the swordsmen who weren't captured die in battle, or were they parasitized?"

"They escaped! Insect Hashira, Shinobu Butterfly, successfully escaped with the help of the others."

The female researcher pushed up her glasses and said expressionlessly.

"Based on our speculation, she is very likely to go to Tokyo Metropolis to look for the Scribe, so you'd better prepare in advance."

The person in thought froze, unsure whether to be happy or sad.

The good thing is that Yu didn't completely wipe out the Demon Slayer Corps; one person escaped.

Sadly, Shinobu Butterfly, who had run away, ended up in Tokyo Metropolis.

Thinking back now, it must have been her who asked Scribe to do it.

"Could it be that the Scribe has teamed up with the Demon Slayer Corps again?"

The thought of this possibility sent a chill down his spine.

The Demon Slayer Corps isn't scary; what's scary is Demon Slayer Corps with Scribe standing behind them.

Recalling the scene of his fight with the Scribe, Zhenren felt his wounds throbbing.

"Brain Food, your message is too late."

With a sigh, Huiren told the female researcher what had just happened.

After listening, the female researcher's expressionless face showed a slight change.

What do you think?

"According to you, there's a high chance that Shinobu Butterfly will ask Scribe for help."

She pushed up her glasses again, her gaze sweeping over Huiren and Masato. She said coldly.

"The reason this plan failed is entirely your fault."

"Why us? Shouldn't it be that Yuu wasn't capable of wiping out the entire Demon Slayer Corps?!"

"The other 'me' has already reported Ayu's matter to Muzan."

When confronted by a real person, the female researcher calmly asked only one question.

"Tell me, how many people were arrested and brought back from Tokyo Metropolis this time?"

"Hmph, it won't Muzan to tell you. I was just about to report to Lord Muzan."

He grasped the scepter and struck it hard, then looked at Huiren.

Huiren forced a smile and said.

"More than 120,000."

"Then let me ask you again, what was the original plan?"

"One hundred thousand! Did we arrest too many? Or is it our fault?"

With a frown, Zhenren suddenly walked up to the female researcher and looked down at her.

"If we really want to investigate, it should be that there's a flaw in your original plan, right?"

"There is no foolproof plan in the world; the system only executes the one with the lowest error rate."

The female researcher raised her hand and gently pushed the real person.

"The reason why the mistake lies with you is because after reaching the predetermined number, you became greedy and reckless, and continued to make arrests."

"If you had stopped after reaching the target of 100,000 and recalled those ghosts, that wouldn't have happened at all."

"So, the problem lies with you."

With each sentence she spoke, the female researcher would poke the real person hard with her finger.

The real person's face changed from red to green, then from green to purple, and finally turned as black as the bottom of an iron pot.

"Shut up!"

Raising his scepter, the man, having endured to the extreme, swung it forcefully, smashing it down on the female researcher's head.

But the latter had anticipated this situation and, taking the initiative, had Nakime teleport him away.

"Damn it!"

With a roar, the real man unleashed his fury on the floor.

He stomped hard on the ground, leaving more than a dozen footprints.

Just as he was feeling a bit better, Muzan's voice entered his mind.

"Shinri Masato, come see me."

In an instant, his anger turned into a chilling coldness throughout his body.

Chapter 591 System Rewards

"Sir, what has happened?"

Seeing that the real person's expression was somewhat unpleasant, Huiren quickly asked.

"Could it be..."

"Yes, the master wants to see me, so I must go now."

He nodded stiffly, then the real man slammed the scepter down hard.

A flash of light, and his figure vanished from the spot.

As the scene before them gradually became clearer, Muzan appeared before the real person.

Beside Muzan, a man dressed as a researcher was standing there.

Upon seeing the real person appear, the man's face revealed a gloating expression.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, but the real man quickly concealed it.