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“There will be a 10-second reaction time from the moment the button is pressed until the explosion,” Aslan Roberts gave a precise timeframe.
"How destructive was the explosion?"
"Because you had a tight deadline, we couldn't be as meticulous as possible. So we added a new alchemical explosive developed by our equipment department. The explosive power is so great that it's impossible to distinguish between humans and animals within a hundred meters!"
Listen to this! Just listen to this!
Is this even human language? If they haven't even perfected the large-scale lethality that can indistinguish between humans and animals within a hundred meters, then if they had enough time, would they be planning to stuff the diving suits full of explosives?
Upon hearing this, Lucy Pallas's heart sank completely.
She told herself in her heart that she absolutely, positively, and positively must not touch that button. She didn't want the cause of death to be engraved in the Hall of Heroes in Odin Square at school after her sacrifice to be the ridiculous reason that she died from an equipment explosion in the equipment department.
Everyone present couldn't help but twitch at the corner of their eye after hearing what Aslan Roberts said.
But that's the tradition of the equipment department. Even if Principal Angers were to speak up, it would be of no use. If there's an opportunity to add bombs, they'll still add explosive functions.
Fingel was somewhat relieved that he was part of the "ground forces" in this mission, and that he probably wouldn't need to use this dangerous thing.
Cao Han, on the other hand, didn't care.
He was confident that no matter how high the explosive yield was, it was unlikely to hurt him, and besides, he had a full 10 seconds to get away.
For the master of the Word of Power: Time Zero, 10 seconds is enough to accomplish a great deal.
Next up are their three personal weapons.
There's not much to mention about Cao Han's usual weapon, the black knife. As for Fingel, he chose a Damascus steel knife from his many spoils of war and gave it to him as a gift for joining the group.
Considering Fingel's aggressive and sweeping fighting style, this equally massive Damascus steel sword was probably the most suitable weapon.
As for senior student Lucy Pallas, she naturally received the same treatment, and was given a necklace engraved with the words "Eternal Word of Power: Dustless Land".
The only drawback is that after each activation of the Word of Power: Dustless Land effect, this necklace requires six months of exposure to moonlight to replenish its energy before it can be activated again.
As a life-saving alchemical tool, its flaws outweigh its merits.
The necklace's "Dustless Land" effect can withstand most bullet attacks and fire attacks, and even allow one to survive jumping from a skyscraper, as the airflow provides sufficient cushioning.
The weapon is simple: a sniper rifle made by the equipment department, named after Hephaestus, the Greek god of fire, or more like a god who controls firepower!
As for bullets, there are the most common armor-piercing bullets, as well as several custom-made Frigga bullets.
They arrived empty-handed, but left carrying three suitcases and a music bag each. Anyone unaware of their situation would mistake them for a band.
A sniper rifle, disassembled into its various parts, can be reduced to just a guitar case, which is a real challenge for the brothers Cao Han and Finger, who are skilled with melee weapons.
In particular, Cao Han's black sword was a standard Mo Dao (陌刀) style, and its length of more than two meters meant that he could only carry a cello bag that was taller than himself.
This is all to avoid unnecessary trouble; we can't just let them blatantly parade around with weapons like that.
Even mixed-race people have to abide by basic laws!
at the same time.
Inside the Blackstone Mansion on the other side.
After finishing her "mission" for the day, Mai returned home and saw Su Enxi sitting with her legs crossed, leisurely eating potato chips. She was furious and went up to her without saying a word, snatching the soda from Su Enxi's hand and gulping it down in a few mouthfuls.
"You little potato chip girl, I'm working myself to the bone outside, and you're acting like nothing's wrong."
"I'm different because I eat brains, tell me what I've learned today?"
"You'd never guess what I discovered while following Kazama Ruri."
"What did you find?"
Curious Su Enxi suddenly became interested, sat up straight, clapped her hands, and even forgot about eating potato chips.
"After leaving Takamagahara, Kazama Ruri went to Gokurakukan, one of the territories of the Demon Clan. Judging from the respect the people there showed him, I have reason to suspect his relationship with the Demon Clan."
The young master of the Minamoto family, one of the three families of the Snake Clan, is actually connected with the Demon Clan.
This news alone made Su Enxi's eyes light up. Having watched a lot of palace dramas recently, she quickly imagined tens of thousands of words of sibling rivalry in her mind.
The older brother, Genjiro, joined the Enforcement Bureau and became its director, while the younger brother joined the Demon Clan and became the Dragon King. Perhaps this is the workings of fate.
"Oh, right! There was another unexpected bonus."
"What unexpected gain?"
"I also found Takeshi Kagawa at the Paradise House."
"Takeji Kagawa? Who is that?"
"Who else could it be but a pathetic wretch that a tough guy came to Japan to kill?"
Upon hearing what Mai said, Su Enxi suddenly realized that the so-called "macho man" was a well-deserved nickname given to Cao Han by their nanny group.
As for information about Takeshi Kagawa, it was learned from the thugs under the Hebi-hachi family.
The orders were issued from the executive branch downwards.
The Snake-Headed Eight Families can be considered the uncrowned kings of the Japanese underworld; their orders must be obeyed by their subordinate organizations, whether they like it or not.
Su Enxi habitually grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into her mouth, chewing as she pondered a question:
"Long legs, how do you tell this to the hunk without him even noticing?"
"Didn't you just say you eat brains? Well, then this brain-eating stuff is up to you."
Su Enxi never expected that the boomerang she had just thrown would fly back and hit her. It was truly a case of shooting herself in the foot.
Fortunately, there is another way to solve this problem: the roundabout tactic.
If it's difficult to deliver the message to Cao Han discreetly, they could simply have someone deliver it to Yuan Zhisheng.
It's safe to assume that Genjiro would have informed "Mighty Man" when he discovered the target's location.
Intelligence is time-sensitive, and no one can guarantee how long Takeshi Kagawa will stay at the Pleasure House.
Therefore, Su Enxi decisively dialed the Humpback Whale's number.
"Su Sang, what can I do for you?"
"I need you to find a trustworthy gigolo to help you act in a play..."
"Ok, no problem."
Thanks to Su Enxi's deliberate arrangement, the news that "Kagawa Takeji is at the Paradise House" reached Genji's ears immediately.
To Su Enxi's surprise, Yuan Zhisheng, upon receiving the news, did not tell Cao Han his thoughts. Instead, dressed in an executive bureau trench coat with his two swords, Spider Cutter and Child Cutter, tucked into his waistband, he jumped into a Hummer and floored the accelerator, heading towards Osaka Gokurakukan.
Coincidentally, both the King and Kazama Ruri were also at Gokurakukan.
The tense atmosphere in the carriage made the two accompanying retainers, Crow and Sakura Yabuki, afraid to speak.
"Crow, investigate information related to Elysium."
"Okay, young master."
"And what about me, young master?" Eager to prove herself, Yabuki Sakura asked proactively.
"Sakura, you should rest and recuperate first."
"All right."
Chapter 79 A fateful encounter
"Oh my, Mitsui-san, you've come again? I look forward to working with you tonight."
"Mr. Shiroda is here too. Wasn't the money you won from here last time enough to satisfy you? I see you've brought an even bigger money box today."
"Prepare two servings of Jikawa whisky for Mr. Teramura, with an ice cube."
The moment she stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Paradise House, Sakurai Kogure naturally became the center of attention.
She skillfully handled all sorts of regular customers, a sweet smile on her face, greeting each one while also making thoughtful arrangements. The whole process was impeccable.
This place is like the tavern she's run for years. She's a young and charming proprietress, and regular customers know that if you get on good terms with her, you might get special treatment.
The strong exclusivity of dragon bloodlines can even destroy the "ugly" genes of hybrid races.
Besides, Sakurai Kogure is so charming and lovely. The guests all say that Sakurai Kogure is like chilled sweet wine. You can never hate her, but you will gradually become addicted to her.
"But how come you're like an iceberg, never sinking?" There was always someone living in her heart.
"There are many female celebrities who have come all the way from Tokyo to show their support today~ I wonder if there's any one that suits your taste? If you're lucky, Gokurakukan will definitely help you fulfill your wish." Sakurai Kogure chuckled and whispered close to Masuda Shigeru, the CEO of a certain Ryō Heavy Industries.
Taking advantage of the situation, Shigeru Masuda stroked Kogure Sakurai's smooth hand: "How can a celebrity compare to you, boss lady?"
"Me?" Sakurai Kogure smiled charmingly. "A woman like me is meant for behind-the-scenes management work. How could I possibly be worthy of being a VIP?"
"But what can I do if I have an uncontrollable attraction to women with special bodies who are also wearing uniforms?" Masuda Shigeru's cheeks were flushed, and under the influence of alcohol, he was bolder than ever before.
"Women like us are busy until the wee hours of the morning before we get a chance to rest. If Masuda-san isn't drunk by then, I'll treat him to a late-night snack at 'Senbonzakura' on the second floor."
"Miss Sakurai is just like a red fox, both cunning and beautiful."
Knowing better than to let go of Sakurai Kogure's hand, Masuda Shigeru could clearly feel the "malice" coming from behind him, even though he was a little drunk.
Regular customers of Gokurakukan know that no one has ever dared to actually express the wish to "spend a wonderful night with the proprietress, Sakurai Kogure".
Everyone who comes here can't help but wonder how such a young girl could manage this extremely luxurious paradise on earth. Such a woman...
If one were to express a desire to kiss her, the price to pay would likely be unacceptable, or perhaps one would simply disappear from this world forever—no one knows.
"Miss Sakurai, an urgent telegram from the General." The secretary quickly pushed through the crowd and handed a black folder to Sakurai Kogure.
Sakurai Kogure glanced at them, then suddenly stopped smiling, bowed politely in apology, and left these distinguished regulars behind, heading towards the elevator in the center of the lobby, its doors covered in gold leaf.
That elevator could only be opened by swiping a card. Some people guessed that it led to the most luxurious guest room upstairs, while others said that it led to the vault of the Pleasure House, and still others thought that it led to the bedroom of the proprietress, Sakurai Kogure.
The elevator doors opened on the top floor.
Sakurai Kogure stepped barefoot onto the tatami mats of the Japanese-style suite without making a sound.
She was lost in a hazy, dreamy gaze...
The figures in the moonlight walked and sang, their voices reminiscent of faded ancient paintings.
He wore a blood-red, wide-sleeved kimono draped over his shoulders, embroidered with large clusters of spider lilies, while singing the traditional Chinese song "Yang Guifei".
This person is none other than Kazama Ruri, who has returned from Tokyo.
After activating his second personality, he was no longer the timid and weak-willed Minamoto no Ichijo, but Kazama Ruri, who completely let go of herself and did whatever she wanted.