Bai Xing felt increasingly fortunate that he had chosen Sato as the target for planting the first fruit pit.
Neither Nagai Kei nor Shimomura Izumi, who came later, had been able to satisfy him.
Only Sato brought him a surprise every time they met.
And every battle with him yielded something.
The thrill was like harvesting leeks—indescribably satisfying. The key was that these leeks grew back quite quickly.
After blasting Sato into vapor once more, Bai Xing left the battlefield, now completely reduced to scorched earth, in satisfaction.
Elsewhere, only after Bai Xing had been gone for quite a while did the many Ajin led by Tanaka dare to cautiously approach.
Aside from Tanaka and the other four, roughly twenty Ajin had already gathered here because of the invitation Sato had sent out.
At present, fewer than fifty people worldwide had been officially confirmed as Ajin.
Yet in Tokyo Metropolis alone, at least twenty Ajin had been identified.
Surely many more Ajin remained hidden in the shadows. They did not agree with Sato's ideals, and some even hated him.
Conservatively speaking, there had to be at least another twenty of them.
In other words, merely screening Tokyo Metropolis had uncovered more Ajin than the total number confirmed worldwide.
It was enough to show that there were actually quite a few Ajin in this world. Most simply had no idea they were Ajin.
Even after Tanaka's warning, the twenty Ajin who had gathered here had been seriously caught up in the battle just now.
The only upside was that no matter how badly they were injured, they could reset their condition through death.
As for dying outright, that was even less of an issue.
But now, they had watched Bai Xing kill Sato, the man who had summoned them, without seeing