The Mysterious Silver-Haired Man / All Future Heroes Are Extinct

"After all, the formation of superpowers, like the human brain, still has many unknown areas. The strength of superpowers is also closely related to a person's state of mind. People with strong personalities often possess stronger abilities. This has led to many villains and heroes being somewhat obsessive."

"I admit that, but if heroes don't have their own unwavering beliefs, then they're not themselves. Take Master Wayne, for example; if he had killed the Joker, he wouldn't be Batman, blah blah blah, and so on, omitting five thousand words..."

The doctor took the handkerchief from the nurse, wiped the spit off his face, and then smiled at Isaka, saying:

"Ah, you have a strong personality too, so don't worry, you're not sick, you've just awakened a superpower. This consultation is now over. Come on, see Mr. Isaka out, and let the parents bring in the next child."

"Anyway, after that, I gained the ability of telepathy," Isaka said smugly.

"I asked my friends at the research institute to conduct a comprehensive test on my abilities, and the final result was that my ability requires a handshake to activate, and the distance is very wide. In the last test, it covered the entire city. The duration is one day, or more precisely, it ends when I go to sleep. If I insist on not sleeping, the longest I can maintain it is twenty-four hours."

"Wait! Then what about this notebook that lets you see the future?" Nakamura Yuli asked.

Isaka paused for a moment before saying, "Ah, well, it seems to have no effect on ordinary people; it only seems to react to heroes who have shaken hands with me."

"Did you go and shake hands with the hero?"

"Ah... um... uh..." Isaka hesitated, then stopped.

"Is it true or not?" Nakamura Yuli asked impatiently.

"Yes..."

Who is it?

"Coffee Milk Heroine of the Milk Squadron..."

"Milk Fighters? Who are they?" Nakamura Yuli asked, frowning. She had dealt with all the heroes with some strength in the future, sometimes in physical conflict, but she had never heard of the Milk Squadron.

"Ah, is this it?" Shirou pointed to a poster on the wall.

It was a colorful poster featuring twelve adorable girls dressed in different colors but the same style of gorgeous dance dresses, all standing on top of each other, striking cute poses, and wearing cow accessories.

Next to it were several large characters: Emerging Women's Hero Team, Milk Squadron.

The Coffee Milk Heroine is the girl in the black and white patterned dress, even her stockings are white with black accents.

Just like Japan's underground idol clubs, heroes, like idols, brought hope to a stagnant Japan.

Japan's economy stagnated for thirty years, and the gap between the rich and poor was roughly the same. The circle of the poor who could rise to the level of the rich had been narrowed to the extreme, and ordinary people had no hope of advancement.

Living in a developed country with a comprehensive welfare system and a world-renowned medical security system, as long as you work in accordance with the rules and retire at the age of 70, with a five-year delay in receiving your pension, you will hardly experience any inconvenience in life, unless you encounter large-scale natural disasters, man-made calamities, company bankruptcy, or layoffs.

At least for most people, those who receive a salary that will not fluctuate much throughout their lives, do Issei jobs, and endure an oppressive social system have no hope at all.

Their basic material needs are met, but their spiritual needs are extremely suppressed.

Fans willingly invest their hard-earned money in those who bring them spiritual comfort, represent their hard work, Gil brightly.

For example, idols and celebrities, or heroes.

Fans often invest a lot of emotion in these things that represent their existence and identify with a certain character, which leads to all sorts of strange lifestyles.

For example, there are "mommy fans" and "dad fans," as well as "boyfriend fans" and "wife fans." Some people worry about whether their idols are warm and well-fed, while others have a friendly, teasing relationship, or they give nagging lectures like parents.

To satisfy the appetites of these fans who have spent money, the management will periodically organize gatherings for idols to interact with fans.

As a true hero enthusiast, Isaka doesn't approve of heroes not working hard to protect the world, but instead engaging in these superficial fan service performances.

But after participating in the activity, his feelings were...

It smells so good!

Chapter 1180 Mysterious Silver-Haired Man

Isaka first figured out how to use his ability when he attended a hero fan meeting. He was a hero otaku, so he participated in such events. After the meeting, there was a segment where heroes shook hands with fans.

It was Wednesday, Isaka joined the commuter crowd early in the morning, walking along the road.

In the morning, the platform of the Tokiwa Dai reverse line was as crowded as usual. People waiting for the train lined up at intervals near what would be the train doors. There were strangers all around, and they neither greeted nor nodded to each other, somewhat like a group of penguins standing in the snow.

The announcement said the train was approaching the station. The train approached from the right, slowing down as it made a slightly shrill sound. Through the train windows, you could see that the carriage was packed with people, as usual. The doors opened, and almost no passengers got off. The penguins began to board, their feet stepping into the already full carriage.

The train was packed with people, Isaka was sandwiched among men in suits. Every time the train swayed and his body tilted to one side, he would lose his balance and lean towards a passenger on that side. That passenger would also lean to one side, and the whole train was like a giant, soft jelly, changing shape. You could say that everyone was helping each other, making the crowded train as comfortable as possible. Although their attitudes were indifferent, their faces expressionless, and they seemed resentful, they were actually working together as a team.

The tram swayed violently, causing the passengers to lean slightly, and Isaka adjusted his posture as well. If the swaying had been any more intense, the passengers would probably have been molded together into a ball of clay. There were rows of benches for seven people on each side of the carriage, Isaka was squeezed to the front. The passengers reading newspapers appeared very elegant, but Isaka wasn't envious; they must have fought and endured to get those seats.

The tram swayed again, and the newspaper shook. Just then, Isaka saw a flash of silver-white light across the newspaper.

Isaka remembered what happened that night and was about to look away so that the other person wouldn't notice him. Although he wanted to escape, there was simply no room for him to move inside the train.

Isaka was suffering terribly; every second felt like an eternity. Finally, the train arrived at the station, and Isaka tried to run out with the crowd.

Just then, the newspaper was rummaged through and put away.

Isaka froze, and the silver-haired man holding the newspaper stood up, smiling at Isaka.

It wasn't the White-haired Killing God, but a foreigner.

The tall, silver-haired foreigner patted Isaka on the shoulder, pressed him into his seat, and spoke in a voice that sounded weathered by life's experiences.

"This position is now yours."

"Thanks..."

However, since the other party didn't seem to intend to make things difficult for him, Isaka Naga breathed a sigh of relief.

Isaka conserved his energy and arrived at the meet-and-greet venue on time, where he met Coffee Milk and shook hands with her.

The handshake was so pleasant that Isaka decided he wouldn't wash his hands for three days straight, feeling like they'd smell amazing forever. Isaka was incredibly enthusiastic about these events, attending almost every two or three weeks. And he was a DD (meaning "I like everyone"), meaning he liked everyone.

Each meet-and-greet event I attend isn't with the same female hero team; often, several female heroes are promoted at the same time.

He's incredibly shameless. The only thing he's better than others is that he's willing to spend money, making him a little better than those who just freeload and fawn over others.

However, after returning home, some unexpected situations arose.

He discovered a new document in one of his writing folders.

He clicked on it and was startled.

Isaka didn't think too much about it. There was nothing wrong with the files in the folder, and the titles were the same as usual—character notes used in novel writing.

But after opening the text, he found things were strange, because the characters that he should have imagined were instead the titles of heroes he had seen before. At first, there was only a single line of text with the name, address, date, and a bunch of numbers.

What on earth happened? Isaka was somewhat taken aback. He checked the laptop several times, and it didn't seem like a laptop malfunction.

So where in the software is the error occurring? Are these garbled characters indicating an error?

He simply thought that way—and after making that deduction, he didn't take it to heart.

But as the hero began to act, new text automatically appeared in the computer's notes.

The above is written like a diary entry, similar to a field report.

[Date]

Coffee Milk Heroine

Real name: Honda Ichiko

Age: 23

'Huh? The information published online clearly states she's 18.'

Location: Boyfriend's house

Coffee Milk had just finished showering and was wrapped in a towel, lying on the massage chair, waiting for her boyfriend to come in.

At today's fan meeting, she laughed so hard her facial muscles were stiff and her hands hurt from shaking hands. But the fans were really diverse, including a writer who had published many books, which surprised her a little.

Such a prominent figure with high social standing doesn't need to participate in these kinds of events. He only needs to reveal some of his thoughts, and many idols will flock to him.

'Huh? Does that kid have feelings for me? This notebook might actually be the real thing!'

Oh no, I forgot again. My manager said that I'm no longer an ordinary idol, but a hero idol.

If we had known from the beginning that our fans had such high-quality assets, we would have had more options.

However, Coffee Milk doesn't feel too regretful, because her current boyfriend is the president of an IT company, and in terms of annual income, he's even higher than the writer. Besides, that writer doesn't seem to be very famous; she's never heard of his works, and none of them have been adapted into movies or TV series.

'My work is simply too profound for any Japanese Director to be able to film!'

Isaka slammed his hand on the table, the force of which was so intense that it produced a loud, worrying bang. Upon closer inspection, thankfully, the glass tabletop wasn't cracked.

'Wait a minute! What's this about a boyfriend? Aren't idols supposed to be forbidden from dating, only allowed to get married?! Ah... Coffee Milk isn't an idol, he's a hero, I almost forgot.'

Isaka quickly disconnected from the internet. He probably lost control and visited a website he shouldn't have, which led to his laptop being hacked.

But...

Even after the network connection is disconnected, the documents on the computer continue to be typed.

The room temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and a chill ran down my neck. The computer, which was operating automatically as if by some supernatural force, startled Isaka so much that he threw it aside, slammed it onto the sofa, and ran back to his room.

Isaka jumped onto the bed, pulled the covers over himself, and trembled until he fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 1181 All Future Heroes Have Extinct

The next morning, Isaka turned on his computer again, wanting to check the files once more, but all he saw was a bunch of gibberish.

What was that last night?

He searched through all the folders on his computer's hard drive but couldn't find the file about coffee and milk from last night. Had he misread it? Or was he hallucinating from fatigue? Isaka twisted his neck, but the stiff neck he had from hunching over last night was undeniable.

The same thing happened again three weeks later.

This time, the targets are the youngest member of the Cat Girl Group Xiao Xiao Miao, and the second member Twintails Miao.

This is a superpowered girl group featuring felines as the main characters. Each member is dressed in a feline cosplay outfit and is incredibly agile.

So two new documents appeared, and Isaka saw the two idols' unspeakable deeds, which broke his heart as a fan.

But when I looked at the documents I received the day before the next day, they had reverted to being ordinary documents.

Isaka went to ask his friend, a systems engineer, whether it was technically feasible to send such a fantasy, that is, whether it was possible to develop a fantasy where the content would suddenly change drastically depending on the time.

To give an analogy, it's like a pupa one day transforming into a cicada the next. The other party informed me that if the fantasy received on a computer could be programmed into an error display program, it might be possible to realize it, but to do it in a document offline would require a lot of effort.

Although it's not possible, I can't think of any reason why the other party would do that;

Could it be that my identity as a fanboy/fangirl was exposed, leading to retaliation from other fans with a sense of justice? But to be able to write such detailed information about different idols, and create such realistic-looking descriptions, how much manpower must be involved behind the scenes?

Afterwards, Isaka searched online for similar stories, and from the information he found, it seemed that no one else had experienced the same thing.

It took Isaka quite a while to finally understand what was going on.

He did indeed obtain a wondrous artifact, a document that could foresee the future of specific individuals. The source was likely the diary he kept for his characters while writing novels, which helped develop and refine the plot.

Thus, this precognitive ability is also manifested in this way.

This is Isaka's writing habit; he keeps a diary for each character. Now the heroes have become his characters, and notes of their future actions automatically emerge.

If all the characters were original, it would be a creator's dream come true, but... the people involved are all real, living people.

"But after I calmed down and analyzed it again, I realized that I possess two abilities."

"I see. That explains why the old man became a key point of division in the world." Yuli nodded vigorously and said.

With these two abilities, Isaka truly possesses the fundamental power to change the world.

"Uh-huh, haha." Isaka laughed somewhat awkwardly.

After figuring out these abilities, Isaka became obsessed with stalking for a while. He actively attended every handshake event and dug up the secrets of the heroines and idols he shook hands with. He even thought about using these abilities to win over those idols.

However, reality is cruel. Isaka doesn't have that kind of fanatical, perverted power. Even in the perverted industry, he's just a third-rate guy.

Trying to find out the true face of your favorite idol only results in mutual harm. The women he likes are always doing things he dislikes behind his back; and he's not interested in what the women he dislikes do.

"But..."

However, this notebook contains not only good things, but also tragedies for heroes. The hero industry is not so naive. Even if it mainly sells itself as an idol, in order to maintain a hero's license, one must fulfill the minimum obligations of a hero.

To be a hero means standing on the front lines of danger, which inevitably involves peril—such as being attacked by criminals with superpowers, being framed, losing the ability to fight, becoming paralyzed, or even dying...

Isaka can now be considered a decent esper. His ability is telepathy; he can communicate with others telepathically simply by shaking hands. Although the time limit is one day, it can span the distance of a city.

In addition, he possesses a special tool that allows him to see the future of the person he shakes hands with, providing early warnings and greatly enhancing the strength of the person he assists.

After learning all this, Isaka did not passively wait and watch as the heroes encountered accidents. He used his connections to proactively contact the relevant agencies and departments and began cooperating with them.

He contributed his own strength to the heroes. Although his physical abilities were still those of an ordinary person, he could serve as a behind-the-scenes contributor to assist the heroes on the front lines.

Of course, this approach has its limitations; only a small fraction of heroes are willing to cooperate with Isaka, and Isaka cannot accommodate too many people.

He also concealed a certain degree of his abilities, presenting himself as a superhuman being with almost supernatural wisdom, like Zhuge Liang. In reality, even if the notebook that could foresee the future were shown to others, it would only contain a bunch of illogical typos and gibberish.

Now, Isaka has learned from Shirou what the future will look like, and he is greatly shocked and somewhat desperate. All his efforts seem to have been in vain, so the world has no choice but to let the future Shirou and Yuli come back to change history.