As dawn broke, a group of disheveled figures peeked out from the bushes. Ruan Xianxian spat out the blades of grass from her mouth.
"Are you crazy? Why would you patrol an abandoned harbor?"
Miyano smiled, still completely unaware of her own destructive power, just as she had always been.
Looking back at the dwarf figure lying in a pool of blood, Miyano called someone over and gave them instructions.
"Go your own way and don't make too much noise. No matter what happens, you must be back here to gather before midnight."
Seven people made it ashore, all of whom arrived later. As for Miyano's team, they had already had enough of staying in this tiny country over the past few months.
He's currently resting and recuperating in the cabin.
"Is this what an island nation is like? The sky is the sky, the earth is the earth, and there's no reversal of the heavenly order!" Jin Xin said, observing his surroundings.
He was a non-combatant and was setting foot on the island nation for the first time.
"Alright, everyone, dismissed!"
The five people scattered in a flash, leaving only Gong Ye and Ruan Xianxian behind. She seemed to sense something and looked up into the distance.
Mount Fuji there was rightfully billowing thick black smoke, and even from a great distance, screams could be heard.
Ruan, the instigator, touched his nose and said, "It erupted again! This volcano is really violent!"
Miyano nodded seriously, "With a fairy arriving, how could it not set off fireworks to welcome her?"
Ruan Xianxian was so happy that she knocked out a family of three and stole their car.
Don't say she was immoral; she only knocked the person unconscious and tied them to a tree instead of killing them outright, which was her last act of morality.
People are not innocent because of differing national stances.
Those who own cars in this day and age are not innocent either.
"I'll go, you give directions." Ruan Xianxian rushed into the driver's seat, and Gong Ye protected her head from hitting the car door.
She got used to driving on the right, and after a while, she stepped on the gas and the car sped away like an arrow.
Along the way, we encountered all sorts of people fleeing with their families. This volcanic eruption, according to reports, is the most severe in a century.
Geologists are still surveying, but the last group of stubborn people who were unwilling to migrate were forced by circumstances to leave their homes and embark on a journey of escape.
Most people travel by train, and occasionally you'll encounter people riding in homemade vehicles like oxcarts or bicycles. Ruan Xianxian doesn't slow down at all and just whizzes past them.
Someone insulted her in Japanese, and she opened the window and insulted back, using far more vulgar language than anyone else.
Unrestrained and vibrant, Miyano's gaze never left that face.
This place is 100 kilometers from Tokyo, a journey of just over two hours, but due to the numerous checkpoints, it took us three hours to drive there.
At first she was cautious, but she found that the more arrogant and vulgar the language, the more the dwarfs bowed and the more obsequious their smiles became.
In the end, she was so tired of talking that Miyano just sighed and rubbed his forehead.
The two disguised themselves and entered Tokyo early in the day. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the air quality was very poor due to the volcanic eruption.
The streets were filled with protesters shouting at the top of their lungs without showing any signs of fatigue, causing some traffic congestion.
To be honest, the streets were very clean, and the people were dressed in bright colors, as if I had stepped into a color photograph.
The rest of the journey is left to Miyano.
The area near the administrative center is under curfew, and demonstrators are prohibited from approaching.
Gongye drove into a residential area and found a secluded spot, then had Ruan Xianxian put the car into her spatial storage, as she would need it later when she returned.
Then he took her hand, and a transparent protective barrier rose around them.
It disappears visually.
"This is great, a must-have for robbing and pillaging." Ruan Xianxian withdrew her curious gaze and commented with a smile.
Miyano pulled the man's hand tighter. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to evade the pursuers with our people for a while."
Ruan Xianxian touched his face tenderly, "If I had known, I would have come sooner."
Miyano, however, did not think so. If he had come earlier, perhaps he would not have had that chance encounter in Gosakucho.
What is an attack or harm to others is an opportunity to him.
The road behind the martial law zone was very quiet. Apart from the checkpoints with guards every few steps, there wasn't a single pedestrian in sight.
The two walked for an unknown amount of time, and seemed to be able to see a group of destroyed buildings in the distance.
Ruan Xianxian wanted to see her masterpiece, but when she remembered that she had released a radioactive meteorite, she immediately gave up the idea.
Miyano led her through layers of checkpoints and twists and turns, finally stopping in front of a bright and clean residential area.
He stopped and whispered in her ear, "Get the concealment and teleportation talismans ready. There's a vault down there, the only private vault we can access."
Miyano had considered this private vault during their mission, but the idea ultimately fell through due to its large size and the inconvenience of carrying and moving it.
Now, things are different.
Ruan Xianxian stared at him intently; he knew better than she did what was in the system store.
The teleportation talisman is one of the upgrades to the system. Once activated, it allows for unpredictable teleportation of two kilometers, but she hasn't used it yet.
Firstly, it's not usable domestically.
Secondly, the landing point cannot be located.
What if it gets sent to someone else's house? What if there's an old man or woman among them? Wouldn't they be scared to death?
First, he purchased two high-level concealment talismans, which not only concealed his physical form but also his entire aura.
Afterwards, Miyano led her into a house. The two stood outside the door without moving or speaking. Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the quiet house finally opened.
One group of people came out from inside, and another group came in from outside.
The two of them managed to sneak into the room by falling behind the group.
An elderly man who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his eyes closed opened them. Miyano pointed to her left, indicating that she should not look at the elderly man.
Mystic practitioners are naturally perceptive and can easily sense gazes directed at them.
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