Saitama Prefecture, Kawaguchi City, Hamamatsu Town, and the Shrine of the Waste Spirit.

The Shrine of the Waste Spirit is worthy of being the word "王". Mizuto Hayato cursed the bad breath monsters on the forum for a long time, but he didn't see any pilgrims coming for five or six hours.

Not to mention pilgrims, even mice no longer make any moves because of the cold winter.

The Waste Spirit Shrine is like being abandoned.

If you expect such a shrine to earn income, you will only starve to death.

"Paipa."

The bell on the bet rope was ringed, and Mizuto Hayato bowed to the Sai money box.

According to the God-becoming system, he himself is the god worshipped in this shrine, and such worship is just worshiping himself.

"I hope I bless me to make a fortune myself."

If there is no money, the shrine will not be able to get rid of it. After all, Mido Hayato is just a high school student with no income, unless he works in society.

Since it is not a shrine directly run by the state, the profits and losses of the Arachistor Shrine are all the responsibility of the Mito family themselves, and it is impossible for the shrine main office to deduct wages.

As for working?

It's impossible to work in this life.

Buying lottery tickets, gambling horses, or selling land are one of the few ways to make money.

After all, as a priest, shouldn’t you expect to give others a signature and make money by driving spirits? But the unknown small shrine, a small shrine that has no such business at all.

All the business was stolen by the surrounding temples!

"The holy light shines on me."

After rubbing a holy light, Mizuto Hayato began to look at the foot of the mountain with his eyes.

He regretted why he was not a person related to his creation in his previous life. He didn't say that he had made any TV series and embarked on the path of famous producers. It would be good to copy a few songs or literary works casually.

Otherwise, go to some places where the extremist organizations gather in Tokyo?

With your ability to rub a holy light in a minute, and counting the skill of running errands, it is not an exaggeration to save someone in ten minutes?

Or when you go to the hospital, you will hit someone with a holy light when you see someone’s complexion is not good, but if you do this, will you be targeted by the Japanese government?

How to collect the power of wishes has become Mido Hayato's obsession.

"There are no pilgrims, there are no pilgrims. I just went down the mountain to prepare some ingredients and props for experimenting with the Holy Light."

Hamamatsucho is a relatively prosperous place in Kawaguchi City, but it is only limited to Kawaguchi City.

Kawaguchi City is an absolute sleeping city.

Most of the residents here go to work and go to school next door to Tokyo. They go to and from get off work through rail transit every day, bringing together people who come to Tokyo to pursue their dreams from all over the country, sweating just to get closer to a better life, and only a few are local natives.

To experiment with the healing effect of the Holy Light, one must use a living creature. After walking half a street, Mizuto Hayato stared at a fishery store.

【Sheben Tropical Fish Store】

It seems that most people sell ornamental fish.

The store is not big, only the width of two or three roller shutter doors.

"The owner's surname is Somoto?" As soon as he walked into the store with this doubt, Mito heard a greeting coming from the side.

“Welcome.”

The person who said hello was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and looking a little timid, most of whom were the owner of this store: "Do you have any tropical fish you want to buy?"

"I'll just take a look."

Mido Hayato didn't even look at the colorful tropical fish in the fish tank, but just stared at the price marked by the fish tank. The cheapest fish is fine, and he didn't have the financial resources to buy the expensive varieties.

"Tsk..." After all, it was also a release of the existence that could cause panic to the entire island nation, but it was so poor that it was so poor.

Mido Hayato couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. He used the earth to explode the stars in his previous life to dig river sand... he could make a lot of money! Of course, it must be legal.

But to say that, if you have Gaara's power one day, wouldn't it be easy to get rich?

"Boss, this fish is fine."

"Hiyi...is it just one?" Shuimoto pushed his glasses and looked at a 'goldfish' pointed at Hayato Mizuto.

Tropical fish stores also sell the most common goldfish. It seems that the small shop business is really difficult to do.

"right."

Looking at Mito Hayato's gaze, Komoto nodded slightly, took a thousand-dollar bill with Noguchi Hideo printed on it, found the change and handed it to Mito Hayato.

"Gudong."

The goldfish in the plastic bag swim and bubbles, extremely restless, as if they knew what unfortunate things they would encounter next.

Then he went to the convenience store next to buy something, and Mizuto Hayato headed up the mountain.

After finding a basin to put the goldfish in, Mido Hayato was determined to start his own plan of Holy Light!

"Show you a baby."

Holding a knife in one hand and a goldfish in the other, Mizuto Hayato quickly drew a hole on the goldfish's back.

His original intention was to want a gap that was not deep, but obviously there was a deviation in strength and almost reached the stomach.

"No, the injured must be rescued immediately in this case! Doctor Mito!"

"yes."

"Scalpel."

"Holy Light!"

A holy light hit the goldfish's wound, and the bleeding instantly stopped as if it had frozen, and then healed quickly within a few seconds.

The goldfish immediately swam in the basin.

"This recovery effect... is very strong." Mido Hayato estimated that even if a bullet was opened in his shoulder blade, the holy light would probably be cured.

On the battlefield of modern warfare, Hayato Mizuto felt that he was definitely a god in the battlefield hospital. With him, the death rate of soldiers would drop to a new level.

but……

He actually had no will? He had saved the fate of the goldfish to die, but he had no will. This goldfish was too ignorant.

Or, the wisdom of goldfish is too low, and the power of vows can be generated is too little. For example, humans can generate 10 vows, while goldfish can only generate 0.01 vows. This is also something that needs to be carefully considered. It is good to increase the value of vows, which is good. Mido Hayato has now taken the initiative to ignore the evil value.

However, it is impossible to let Mito Hayato keep cutting and then release the holy light, not because of humanitarianism, but because such efficiency is too low.

The Holy Light has been used without increasing proficiency.

Following his memory, he found a wooden mini water truck in the old house warehouse. It looked like a smaller version of the barrel truck. I don’t know if it was a woodworking toy made by someone from Mito when he was bored, or a souvenir bought from which vendor.

Tie the goldfish to the mini-barrel, and place a water basin below.

In this way, when the barrel car rotates, the goldfish will leave the water basin, and thus be in danger of life in the water-deficient air. After the barrel car rotates, the goldfish will escape from danger because it enters the water!

"A fish will die of thirst when it is out of the water, but it can be saved by putting it in the water when it is about to die of thirst."

"This cycle is to save a fish continuously. I gained the power of wishes, and the fish was reborn again and again, with infinite merits and unparalleled wishes."

Shaking the trolley with his arms, Mido Hayato showed a happy and gorgeous smile on his face: "Rejoice and praise!"
Chapter completed!