Chapter 132 The Usurper Enters the Polytechnic [VIP]
The player held the freshly-issued, high-quality [Special Advisor] certificate in his hand, feeling as if he had received a large-scale serial daily task.
The official side respectfully handed over a stack of task lists, which listed all kinds of bizarre event descriptions and coordinate locations.
The system interface popped up at the right time, integrating and categorizing these scattered tasks into a striking new title:
[Light of Righteous E-Dao: You have successfully joined the official organization and received their mission list. Obviously, this may be a test; they want to see how strong you are... Show off your strength to the fullest; there's no need to hold back.]
Below is a long list of subtasks:
[Suspected to be a person with special abilities, the murderer on a rainy night: (Coordinates: Beika-cho 1-chome)]
[A mysterious fortune teller who randomly appears on the street: (Coordinates: Shibuya Shopping Street)]
[Spreading Speech Disorder Syndrome: (Coordinates: Entire Asahi-cho District, Fuchu City, Tokyo)]
[Underground clinic claiming to be a strange doctor: (Coordinates: near Yokohama Chinatown)]
[Suspended matrix oscillating with the crystal sea: (Coordinates: above the abandoned factory in Ikebukuro)]
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The player glanced at it casually, thinking the list looked quite extensive, like a treasure map waiting to be explored. She casually shoved the official paper quest sheet into her system backpack, not even glancing up at the uniformed, nervous-looking NPCs the person in charge pushed out, seemingly mumbling something like, "Have them assist you..."
She had no patience to listen to them and interrupted them directly: "Let's go."
Before she finished her words, the light of [Teleport] flickered, and she disappeared from the spot, leaving only a few officials who had not yet finished their words looking at each other with their mouths open in vain.
The player decided to follow the system's automatic sorting, and the first target was: [The Killer in the Rain who is suspected to be a person with superpowers].
The teleportation light faded, and the player appeared at the entrance of a slightly worn street. It was afternoon, the sky was a clear blue, the sun was shining brightly, and there was no sign of rain at all.
The player tilted his head, feeling something was amiss with this environment. The killer only appeared in the rain? So how long would it take to wait for it to rain? Too inefficient.
She looked up at the clear sky, a glimmer of eagerness in her eyes.
Wait for rain? No, players can make rain themselves.
She stretched out her hands, palms facing upward, as if holding something up, and an invisible force spread out from her.
【Vector Manipulation】Start!
The player meticulously senses and controls the flow of air around her—wind speed, wind direction, the subtle vectors of each airflow. She directs the water vapor rising from nearby rivers and soil, like commanding an invisible army, causing it to converge and rise along the path she sets.
At the same time, she precisely controls the various forces that the water vapor masses are subjected to during their ascent: buoyancy, pressure, temperature changes... causing them to quickly condense, collide, and transform into heavy water droplets at high altitudes in a predetermined area.
After a while, the sky above the player's head changed.
——
Masao Shoji was assigned by his superiors to this non-priority mission location, responsible for observation and recording.
The authorities made various plans to determine whether [Player] would accept an escort, ultimately deciding to deploy observers at each mission location. Because his location was not a high threat, it was not expected that [Player] would be prioritized, so he was assigned alone.
A few minutes ago, he was leaning against the wall pretending to read a newspaper. Suddenly, the target appeared at the intersection without any warning.
His heart skipped a beat, and he frantically pressed the communication button hidden under his collar, lowering his voice: "Report! The target has appeared! In Beika Town! Repeat, the target has appeared at my location!"
The boss's instructions came immediately, with a hint of subtle tension: "Turn on the real-time video transmission! Be careful, don't get discovered!"
Shoji Shinsei swallowed, a mixture of fear and excitement.
Would [Player] be willing to be observed? What if she really hated this behavior? Judging from her usual behavior, she would probably lose her ability to move soon and could only wait for her colleagues to rescue her. If her colleagues didn't rescue her in time, she would fall into an eternal sleep...
Zhuangji Zhensheng's mind was in a mess, but he still carefully and firmly adjusted the camera of his mobile phone hidden in the newspaper and aimed it at the figure with white hair and red eyes.
He saw [Player] walking around the street corner for a few times, seemingly dissatisfied with the environment, and then... she raised her head and looked at the cloudless blue sky.
Then she held out her hand.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color!
The once clear sky darkened with visible speed. Thick, dark clouds swarmed from nowhere, quickly swallowing up the azure sky. The temperature plummeted, and a damp, icy wind suddenly picked up without warning, sweeping up dust and fallen leaves from the ground, making it impossible to open your eyes. The air became incredibly thick, as if a giant wet towel was covering your mouth and nose.
A storm is about to hit the whole street!
Then——
Crash.
The rain, as big as beans, poured down like a waterfall, instantly shrouding the entire world in a vast expanse of white water. The rapid raindrops pounded violently against the car windows, the roof, and the ground, making a deafening noise.
The street lights had been turned on prematurely because of the sudden dimming of light, emitting a pale light. Pedestrians ran around in panic looking for a place to shelter from the rain.
Shoji Masaki held up his cell phone, his whole body frozen, letting his hair and clothes be exposed.
He felt his heart pounding, nearly bursting through his chest. What kind of power was this? Calling the wind and rain? Manipulating the weather at will? What other unknown abilities did she possess?! Was what she had shown so far just the tip of the iceberg? I heard she was constantly growing stronger... How strong would she eventually become?
The shock gripped him, making it almost impossible for him to think.
...a monster?
——
The heavy rain came down with a crash and hit us in an instant.
The player nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that the first attempt at calling for rain was quite effective.
Next comes the bait.
The player calls up the system's records of the murderer's victims and selects a typical image.
[Mimicry] skill activated!
Her figure gradually grew taller, her white hair turned black, her red eyes turned into a melancholy brown, she wore a wet white shirt, and held an old schoolbag in her arms - she instantly turned into a slender, helpless, and innocent man shivering on the platform at the rainy night.
The player walked to the platform, sat down as instructed in the information, hugged his knees, and began to... play the game of "Draw the Ghost Cards" with the system in his mind.
After playing for about half an hour, she lost several rounds very quickly due to the peculiarities of the system and the fact that players ignored their brains when playing the game. Finally, she went to play the single-player built-in mini-game in anger.
Just as the player was about to get bored enough to start counting raindrops, the passive skill [Insight] triggered. A bright red name, [Rainy Night Killer], appeared at the edge of their perception, approaching the platform.
The player's spirits lifted, and the mini-game was instantly forgotten.
Before the blurry figure in a raincoat and with a red name could get close enough, the player suddenly removed the mimicry and returned to his original state.
The killer obviously didn't expect that his prey would suddenly turn into a little girl with white hair and red eyes, and his movements paused noticeably.
Just this moment of hesitation was enough.
The player used [Vector Manipulation] on him, and the killer felt an irresistible force pressing in from all directions, instantly pinning him in the air. He couldn't even move a finger, and horror was written all over his face under his raincoat!
The player pulled out her ordinary-looking longsword from the system backpack, and a long-lost, nostalgic, excited smile appeared on her face.
"It's been a long time since I felt the feeling of a punch hitting flesh!" she muttered and rushed forward!
For the next few minutes, the sound of rain was mixed with dull thumps and groans of pain.
The player restrained his strength (to avoid fragmenting the mission objectives), stretched his muscles with his sword and fists, and vented all the frustration he had from the difficult teaching and dealing with bureaucracy during this period.
After giving him a good beating, the player carried the killer, who had become a rag doll with a bruised face and unconsciousness, and walked towards the NPC who had been hiding in the corner from the beginning with a green label on his head that read "Official Staff - Shoji Shinsei".
"Here you go." The player threw the soft mission target at the NPC's feet.
Then, she extended her hand to the NPC who was pale, soaking wet and shivering.
The player was quite certain: He had been here since the start of the mission, so it must be the official handover NPC! It was quite convenient, as he didn't have to drag the mission target around.
This NPC doesn't look very good. His face is pale and he's sweating. Is he sick?
The player kindly rummaged through the system backpack and pulled out a tube of [Huoxiang ZhengE Qi Shui] and handed it over.
Shoji Masao trembled even more violently as he looked at the strange potion handed to him.
The boss's anxious voice came from the tiny earpiece in his ear: "Don't be afraid! Stay calm! Take it! [Player] is currently very friendly! She is showing good intentions! I repeat, her attitude is very friendly! Do what she says!"
Shoji Shinsei stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the tube of cold potion, his expression as if he had received a bomb.
The two looked at each other.
Player: “.”
What about the rewards? No rewards for completing tasks?
Official NPC: “…”
The player stretched out his finger and poked the NPC's arm: "."
Give the reward quickly! What is the NPC doing here?
The official NPC shuddered in fear: "...qaq"
A new instruction came from the NPC's headset, with a reckless tone: "...Based on her past behavior...she might be looking for something in exchange...She might be asking for a mission reward or payment. Give her your most valuable asset! Quick!"
The NPC was in tears and tremblingly took out his newly issued salary card from his wet wallet and handed it over reluctantly.
The player snatched the card and stuffed it into his backpack without even looking at it. Mission accomplished, reward in hand, there was no point in staying here any longer.
[Teleport] The light came on and she instantly disappeared in the heavy rain.
Shoji Masao, who stayed where he was, looked at his empty hands and the dying killer in front of him. After a few seconds of silence, he burst into tears: "...My salary! qvq"
A helpless voice of comfort came from the headset: "...We'll triple your compensation...Thank you for your hard work. Calling the logistics team, the target of the mission at D-04 has been captured and requires transportation and medical support..."
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At the same time, in the previous meeting room, a group of senior executives were nervously staring at several screens. One of them was a real-time image sent back by Shoji Shinsei, which was a little blurry due to heavy rain and vibrations.
The conference room fell into silence as [Player] summoned a rainstorm with a wave of his hand.
Some people couldn't help but gasp when they saw [Player] instantly subdue the killer and start physically persuading him.
When [Player] looked for the observer to hand in the task and asked for "reward", the atmosphere became a little... weird.
"...To be honest, she is indeed 'doing a mission' now, right?" Someone broke the silence dryly.
"This kind of power... is simply unheard of!"
"Where's the energy reading?! Have you analyzed it?"
"It's impossible to analyze! The principle is completely unknown! It doesn't apply to any currently known system!"
"How many abilities does she have? She used to have teleportation, healing, and that terrifying binding power..."
"We must re-evaluate! Her danger level and value level must be raised to the highest!"
"So far... she's on our side, right?" This sentence was filled with a hint of luck and uncertainty.
"This kind of power... is simply a monster..." Another voice was filled with heaviness and fear.
The atmosphere in the conference room became extremely complicated. There was both the excitement of discovering a powerful helper and the heaviness of being completely unable to control this power.
The official's attitude towards players has quietly split into two camps: "must be firmly controlled at all costs" and "absolutely must not be offended and must do everything possible to make friends", but at this moment, no one dares to say this openly.
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At the Jujutsu High School, the stage had already been set.
Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, and Ieiri Shoko perfectly executed the split scenario. The atmosphere during their classes together was unprecedentedly tense. During sparring sessions in the training ground, their powerful moves often accidentally collided with each other, leaving a mess, and verbal conflicts escalated.
"That willful fellow!" Gojo Satoru complained in a voice overheard by other sorcerers, his voice just loud enough to reach the ears of those who cared. "With a little power, he doesn't know his place! He threw himself so easily into the arms of those rotten oranges!"
Xia Yujie stood by, trying to dissuade her with a helpless look on his face, but his tone was cold and distant: "Satoru, stop talking. Everyone has their own aspirations. Maybe she thinks it's better this way."
The words imply that Player has betrayed some ideals.
Ieiri Naoko was even more direct. She simply glanced at them coldly and curled her lips: "Maybe she never took us seriously. After all, we haven't been together for very long. How could she become friends with her so sincerely so quickly?"
Gojo Satoru's expression undoubtedly became even worse.
These resentful remarks were quickly transmitted back to the ears of the old forces through various channels (such as Kanzaki Atsuto who was still observing in secret).
Those old guys hiding behind the scenes gradually began to believe that Rokugan and his strongest companions had completely broken up with the "Player" who suddenly appeared because of their different ideas.
In order to make the play more realistic, the players decided to return to the stage in person to add to the ante.
She used [Ether Edit] to send a short message to Gojo Satoru's communicator in advance: "We'll be back at school tonight for a fight, remember to cooperate." It burned immediately after it was sent.
Then, he calculated the time and swaggered directly to the entrance of the technical college teaching building.
As soon as they landed, Noise Monster Wu, who had already received the news and was already well-tempered, immediately taunted them. He leaned against the doorframe, his sunglasses sliding down to the tip of his nose, revealing his pale blue eyes filled with scorn. "Hey~ Isn't this the [Player]-sama who's been so popular lately and has the support of the official? How come you've condescended to visit our little temple?"
Weird Liu Hai stood a little further away, his face showing just the right amount of helplessness, but his tone was much colder and more distant than usual: "Wu, say a few words. Miss Player's identity is different now."
This sounds like dissuasion, but in fact it is completely adding fuel to the fire.
The dead fish eyes were even more direct. He didn't even lift his eyelids. He kept his head down and focused on playing with his mobile phone the whole time, as if the player was a piece of air.
The player immediately got into the mood, his face gloomy, his red eyes filled with impatience, and he said in a very aggressive tone: "Shut up, who are you? I can come and go as I please, so why should you control me?"
She snorted coldly, not even glancing at the other two, and walked a few steps inside. Then, as if remembering something, she deliberately scanned the surrounding buildings with a critical eye, "This place is still so small and shabby."
The noisemaker's voice suddenly rose like a lit firecracker. "Huh?! What did you say?! If you have the guts, don't come back! Go find those old orange guys who have one foot in the grave! Become their swordsman!"
"Wu!" Guai Liuhai raised his voice and frowned, seeming to strongly disagree with the attitude of Noise Guai Wu, but he did not say anything more.
Although I really want to retort loudly: Do they deserve it?!
But in order to lure the snake out of its hole, the player was still very strong and resisted the urge to retort, so her affection became very suffocating and unbearable.
She could even hear the NPCs hiding in the shadows excitedly saying, "[Player] doesn't have such good acting skills. She looks miserable right now. The breakup must be real!"
How abominable! Just believe it, why do you have to step on her?
The player was afraid that he would rush out and threaten the NPC in the next second, so he just said "It's an eyesore" and directly [teleported] away, disappearing without a trace.
This brief but fierce conflict was unsurprisingly seen clearly by various eyes hiding in the dark.
The news quickly spread through various channels to the ears of the old forces. The ice of suspicion melted further, and they began to believe more and more that the relationship between Rokugan and his companions and the terrifying Player had indeed completely broken down due to a disagreement in their ideologies.
Opportunities seem to be emerging.
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