It's difficult to tell whether a country is enthusiastic about fighting from just one perspective, but one can get a general sense of a country's attitude on the surface.
As a native Japanese, Masaki Ishizaki had a lot of complaints about his country at this time.
They reached a consensus with Wang Zhuoxi, who was far away in China.
"What kind of amazing bosses are these? They're impossible to manage!"
China is relatively better off, although before the monsters arrived, it was in a state of "morning bells and evening drums" that was almost like a vase.
Its aesthetic value outweighs its practical value.
However, China is a large country with plenty of money. Even if the morning bell and evening drum are not of great use, they can still be used to catch thieves or murderers.
And what about Japan?
Due to historical issues, they dare not extensively develop weapons technology.
Furthermore, the existence of the Self-Defense Forces can resolve most of the problems.
Therefore, as a special squad from Japan, Sakura Blade is in a truly awkward position.
This remains unchanged even when monsters appear in China.
The higher-ups still only provide a small amount of funding, mostly for fighter jet maintenance, but they've finally caught up.
At the same time, they are also researching new weapons.
To this day, we still don't know what exactly they researched.
This time, however, the monster appeared on their heads, and the people finally panicked.
Of course, what the people above think has little to do with Masaki Ishizaki.
He is currently in the laboratory, watching a group of researchers in white coats studying a piece of minced meat.
This is from Matsubara Asuka's side.
Compared to Tu Xiaohei, Matsubara Asuka's fighting style is far too brutal.
Minced meat is scattered all over the floor; just look around.
It contained at most a little bit of ice.
I heard that the ten monster corpses that Pactus dealt with have also been recovered.
It's a pity it wasn't at Sakura Blade, but at the Self-Defense Forces.
"Aliens are indeed different from ordinary people..."
Looking at the bits of meat, Ishizaki Masaki shook his head helplessly.
I wonder what these people will come up with.
As long as you don't revive the monster.
After watching for a while, Masaki Ishizaki turned around and silently walked away.
He still needs to find someone!
This strange, intermittent state of Sakura Blade cannot be maintained for too long.
Otherwise, humanity will be left with no choice but to passively endure the next alien invasion.
After all, Pactus couldn't protect them forever.
Fortunately, Masaki Ishizaki did not rely on the existence of Pactus.
Of course, Tu Xiaohei could never know what exactly happened on the Sakura Blade side.
At that moment, he was writing a note on the table.
I cannot simply disappear again for no reason.
Moreover, Tu Xiaohei decided to try trusting his intuition.
I doubt I'll be able to easily defeat them in this fighting tournament.
"Okay, so what if the handwriting is ugly? As long as it's legible, it's fine."
Tu Xiaohei glanced at the words on the note, shook his head slightly, gave up the idea of striving for perfection, and placed the note directly on the table.
While it's true that handwriting reflects one's personality, it's not necessarily a bad thing to try to make your handwriting more in line with popular aesthetics if possible.
However, Tu Xiaohei simply doesn't have that time right now.
As long as you can understand it, that's fine.
"Writing in Japanese is really awkward, is it really because I'm not familiar with it..."
Tu Xiaohei's eyes twitched slightly as he looked at the crooked handwriting on the note.
Then I carefully recalled the address and precautions on the advertisement.
The address is a bar, not far from Hirayama Kazuyasu's clinic.
Furthermore, a search online revealed that this bar has not had any negative news.
However, for some reason, Tu Xiaohei always had a very uncomfortable premonition.
"This intuition is really uncomfortable."
Tu Xiaohei wiped his arm, then silently opened the door and went out.
It was already past midnight.
In the dead of night, apart from Tu Xiaohei, probably no one would be idle enough to leave their comfortable home.
Go outside to watch a fighting match.
Well, except for the miserable corporate slaves.
Even at this hour, Tu Xiaohei still saw several middle-aged men who were drunk on the street, helping each other home while clutching a small bag of snacks.
"Everyone has their own difficulties..."
Tu Xiaohei sighed.
In fact, with his abilities, making money would be very easy for him.
However, those methods were either illegal or made him feel that he had no conscience.
His inner moral compass limited almost all his ways of making money; otherwise, he wouldn't have participated in such a bizarre fighting competition.
It's time for him to return to his roots.
I haven't been back for so long, I wonder if any monsters have appeared in China.
Thinking about it, Tu Xiaohei couldn't help but quicken his pace.
The bar stands here as always.
In Japan, almost everyone who dares to open a bar has some kind of background or powerful connections.
In this respect, the three major powers are exactly the same.
When Tu Xiaohei arrived, he saw two men in sunglasses standing straight outside the bar.
Even after seeing Tu Xiaohei arrive, the two didn't say a word, and their expressions remained as stiff as before.
He merely bent down slightly and gestured for Tu Xiaohei to go inside.
Looking at the two men in sunglasses, Tu Xiaohei's ominous premonition became even stronger.
But he had no choice when it came to money.
"Ding ding ding..."
Just as Tu Xiaohei hesitated, the sound of high heels suddenly came from behind him.
"Little brother, what are you standing here for? If you're too scared to go in, make way for your big sister."
Then a woman's voice rang out.
"Ah...it's nothing, please go in first."
Tu Xiaohei scratched his head, stepped aside, and gestured for the woman behind him to go in first.
"Hehe, okay~ What a polite little brother."
The woman chuckled and walked into the bar, making way for Tu Xiaohei.
Women always exude an aura that is considered taboo or forbidden.
The evening gowns she wore always made her look so charming.
However, Tu Xiaohei dared not relax at all.
In his life experience, any woman dressed like this either has a very strong backer or is unfathomably cunning.
Play with them?
I reckon I'll be played to death by them in an instant.
If you offend them, unless you use the power of the moon to instantly teleport to China, you'll be doomed to a gruesome defeat.
Fortunately, Tu Xiaohei did not turn his head, and the woman's impression of Tu Xiaohei was only that of a boy with white hair.
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