The King of Black Fog

"The situation is turning grim," one said.

"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.

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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...

Chapter 217 yareyare

The world is colorful, with billboards flashing and changing, and skyscrapers everywhere you look.

Shinjuku 3-cho, bus stop.

Li Qianxia took selfies and street photos with her phone.

Sometimes she would have Li Changzhou take pictures of her and Yang Qinglan, sometimes she would have Yang Qinglan take pictures of her and Li Changzhou, and sometimes the three of them would take a group photo.

Near the bus stop, there is a building called Wald9, which houses a movie theater.

"My Lady Yaochi, the event for 'Stone Ocean' is on the ninth floor of this building. The organizers have booked an entire cinema for the premiere."

A group of people are standing on the escalator.

They didn't seem to be in cahoots; apart from the player explaining the situation to Yaochi, everyone else acted as if they were just watching a movie on their own.

Even so, Yaochi's demeanor was still very eye-catching. After all, there aren't many people who can sit on an escalator with such elegance, especially since she was very beautiful (and her white hair had turned black, which was even more striking).

Li Changzhou and his two companions also attracted attention.

"Brother! Brother! Look! The movie version of the anime 'Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend'!" Li Qianxia excitedly tugged at Li Changzhou's sleeve.

Looking around, you can see all sorts of animated films that haven't been released in China.

“There are no subtitles here, so you won’t understand them anyway,” Li Changzhou said.

"Can't I even hear a sound?!"

"You think it's about money?"

"Qinglan, do you speak Japanese?" Li Qianxia ignored her older brother and asked Yang Qinglan.

"No," Yang Qinglan replied.

As the light shone down, several shadowy cats darted out from the shadows beneath her feet.

With Yang Qinglan in the conversation, Li Changzhou naturally had to say a few more words: "Actually, I know a little bit about Japanese."

Li Qianxia doesn't understand him?

"One is 'Yamete,' and the other is 'Yiku'?" The younger sister's expression was full of disdain.

"Does this mean 'knowing a little bit'?"

"So you mean you know a few words?"

"How dare you! Wait a minute! No way! That's three already!"

"Anything else? You only know these few!"

"Let me think... 'How many floors does a bag of rice have to be carried up?', 'Cute big breasts,' oh right, and 'Fish, such a big fish, a tiger shark.'"

"Anything else? It's this—"

“You two,” Yang Qinglan sighed, “we’re not here for tourism, much less to watch a movie.”

Li Qianxia awkwardly took her arm and glared at Li Changzhou.

Upon reaching the ninth floor and standing in the cinema lobby, I noticed a large crowd, perhaps because it was Saturday, which was not conducive to combat for righteous players.

Yaochi dismissed her subordinates to prepare for the upcoming battle, and then walked towards the three of them.

The four of them first found a small table and sat down to hold their final and first operational meeting.

"Have you finished reading all the materials?" she asked.

On their way from Shimokitazawa to Shinjuku, the Special Operations Bureau had already sent the traitor's information to the three men.

The player's codename is "I Am the Storm," real name is Cao Liang, value level 4, instinctive storm, can generate a storm up to three meters high out of thin air, and after breaking through the limit, the body can also become a storm.

Skill:

Engulfed in flames, his body overflows with a layer of fire, which, when transformed into a storm, doubles in power.

With a tailwind, speed increases by 30% when there is wind.

Lighter in weight, the less noise it produces. When it becomes a storm, it deliberately conceals its movement, appearing almost like a gentle breeze to ordinary people; as its mass decreases, the speed of the storm increases.

Wind Sword Technique uses wind as a sword. Wind can be as sharp and stealthy as a sword, and it can also bring the special effect of burning the body with flames.

Wind pressure, a sense of oppression. The stronger the wind, the stronger the oppression. When used at full power, it can even make it impossible for an average player, worth 3, to breathe.

The sound of the wind, let the sound blend into the wind, and you can hear the sound of the wind even when you go with the wind.

Items held:

Paper cranes, used to deliver messages;

A panacea for treating injuries, detoxifying, and relieving paralysis and other negative conditions. Always keep 3 pills on hand; remaining quantity unknown.

Wind Fan: Creates a whirlwind, and when combined with Instinct, greatly reduces power consumption;

Rattan armor, 5% damage reduction, extremely sturdy.

This is what players on the national team are like; their skills are all based on instinct.

Moreover, the skills of each team member in the national team complement each other.

During the first phase, Li Changzhou could defeat three national team players by himself with a 100% win rate.

In the second stage, he faced a national team (six players) by himself, but the outcome was unpredictable and depended on his performance and skill counters.

It's a bit like Pokémon; no matter how strong Kyogre is, sometimes it has to be defeated by Torkoal.

Game data depends on performance, not to mention real battles between players.

“There’s no information about the props he stole,” Li Qianxia said.

"I'm not sure either, it seems quite important." Yaochi smiled meaningfully, giving the impression that she would betray him if the props were good enough.

"What do we do now?" Li Changzhou asked. "Are we really going to kill the voice actors from Stone Ocean?"

"Sometimes, it is necessary to do some unethical things for the greater good," Yaochi said.

“Impulsive and naive,” Yang Qinglan said.

Yaochi looked at her and suddenly smiled: "No wonder you're a philosopher who likes to ask 'Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going?' You're so self-important."

"You're the one who's self-righteous. Even the security guard likes to ask, 'Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going?' -- I advise you not to be stereotypical, lest you suffer losses and be deceived in the future."

The brother and sister chuckled to themselves.

Yaochi looked over with a smile.

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