Hail Hydra! (Fourth Update) / End-of-Volume Note...

Now, many people are lost...

I've come to take you... home...

Hatsune Miku and Yuzuriha Inori clasped hands tightly, one hand on each side, completing the fusion of virtual and reality.

The Creator and the created reached a reconciliation at this moment, their outstretched arms embracing the world together!

P. S.: I've cleaned Hatsune Miku up, anyway, she's not dark-skinned, right?

Chapter 207, Section 219: Long Live the Hydra! (Fourth Update)

The streets of Tokyo, big and small.

Due to the temporary chaos caused by the concert transfer, vehicles were crammed together, and minor collisions were inevitable.

But the car owners had forgotten about the damage; they were all sitting in their seats, listening to the music playing on the radio.

The questioning from the Muse Goddess prevented them from feeling any negative emotions.

Subsequently, with the help of volunteers, the police restored traffic order, and drivers politely said goodbye to each other...

An elderly man patiently straightened the moved trash can...

A kitten less than three months old wandered onto the road, bewildered. A child, following instructions, raised his hand, broke away from the group, and cheerfully picked up the little creature, carrying it safely to the side of the road.

The patients in the hospital seem to be experiencing relief from their pain, their fragile lives battling against death.

In the sky, flocks of birds stand on windowsills or power lines with open views, without the slightest noisy chirping.

Visible purplish-red particles, falling like snowflakes, penetrate buildings and clothing, eventually entering the bodies of various organisms.

Meanwhile, the operation at Ōshima Laboratory was also nearing its end.

Those who had evacuated the corridor discovered that the purplish-red crystals within the area affected by the singing were shattering and disappearing.

The various distorted lives created through the power of Thought Network to Fantasy Manifestation crumbled in the blink of an eye.

Inside the laboratory, Sugou Nobuyuki locked all the safety doors, but he still couldn't stop the piercing singing.

Suddenly, a jumble of thoughts surged through his mind, and his head felt as if it were about to explode.

"Who am I? Where do I live?"

"Home... yes... Yumi said that once I'm better, she'll bring the children back for a meal... We can discuss the custody issue further..."

"This morning, a very cute little girl brought me a cake, saying it was her birthday... I really want to taste the strawberry jam that hasn't been stained with mud again..."

"I barely survived and got a job. From now on, I will work harder than anyone else..."

The girl next door smiled at me. Tomorrow, I'll send her a love letter, anonymously if it's fine...

A myriad of emotions—reminiscence, longing, pleading, hope—filled the room, rekindling their attachment to the world.

Sugou Nobuyuki felt unprecedented Affliction, as if red-hot iron needles were piercing his nerves.

Meanwhile, the brain inside the incubation chamber was trembling violently. The violent Mental Shock caused the bulletproof glass to rattle and crack, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared continuously.

In the same frenzy, Sugou Nobuyuki's head slammed wildly against the wall, his hands pressed against the metal skull.

"Shut up!"

The temporary parasite, resembling a madman, reached out and pried open the steel plate embedded in its skull with inhuman strength, revealing its red and white brain matter still throbbing wildly in the air.

"Stop... singing!"

Sugou Nobuyuki was suffering greatly, grabbed two scalpels from the experimental table and inserted them directly into his ears, twisting them repeatedly.

Where the ears used to be, there were now two bloody holes, and you could even see the white jawbone and gums.

Even so, the soothing song seemed to penetrate his very brain, and a series of illusions kept appearing before Sugou Nobuyuki's eyes.

"Puff!"

Sugou Nobuyuki smiled sinisterly, inserting his right hand into the skull and turning the active brain matter into a pile of crumbs.

Finally... it's quiet...

In a daze, his consciousness seemed to be enveloped by an extreme warmth and peace, and the maddening noise was now fading away.

As the melody remained clear, Sugou Nobuyuki's lips curled into a slight smile, as if he were seeing heaven.

On the screen of the machine monitoring the emotional activity of the Thought Network in front of the control console, the wavy lines rose and fell continuously.

Finally, as thousands of glass containers shattered one after another, all the chaotic thoughts dissipated into the peaceful silence of life's rest.

At this moment, the spatial rift leading to the Dayart Civilization Graveyard was opened by a slender arm.

A shirtless, blond boy with thick eyebrows leaps out from among them.

He glanced briefly at the laboratory, which was littered with sparks and dismembered limbs, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"A bunch of outcasts abandoned by the Divine Sense Organization, do they even deserve to steal the power of the Dayart Civilization? You idiots playing with fire!"

Then, the boy ran his fingertips across the horrifying wound on his chest, the burning pain causing him immense agony.

"It's you guys again. Now that you've been awakened, let's warm up a bit..."

The boy with thick eyebrows and a gloomy gaze stared intently at the group of prey that had retreated to the beach, his eyes seemingly piercing through layers of obstacles.

In his battle with Siegfried, he underestimated the power of the Skyfire Greatsword and was severely injured as a result.

Revenge can be taken slowly; but collecting some interest at your doorstep is also a way to soothe your mind and body.

But the singing is too loud!

The Gravedigger Yu, closed his eyes and snorted coldly. The laboratory, which was already in many collapsed places, was completely destroyed by the invisible distortion.

Just as the imposing, thick-browed boy was about to show up and collect some interest, the ever-present singing kept crowding in.

The gate to the Dayart Civilization Graveyard, which had been pried open in the distance, gradually closed.

You guys are lucky!

Considering her current physical condition, tearing through space again would be too much of a burden, and the two life forms in the search and rescue team seemed to be quite troublesome, far from being a problem that could be solved in a short time.

Therefore, he could only grit his teeth in resentment and turn to step into the spatial rift.

However, in the instant she glanced back at Tokyo, a cold smile flickered in her emerald eyes.

Now that I'm awake, it proves that the Divine Sense Organization's Civilization Elimination Program is still running.

Eve... I look forward to your return...

On the shallows, Jill noticed Alice's muscles suddenly tense and then relaxed. She cast a questioning look at the instructor while remaining vigilant.

"It seems someone was here just now, very strong! But they've left now..."

"Aren't those soldiers from the Ministry of Defense in a hurry to get some soup? Let them handle the cleanup; we'll retreat a bit further away..."

Alice turned to her two best friends and whispered something to them. After finalizing their plan, they exchanged knowing glances.

This once helpful, straightforward, and simple War Goddess has now gone astray.

However, the search went surprisingly smoothly, and the soldiers scavenging through the Ruins encountered no resistance.

However, the harvest was pitifully small.

So... the mission is over? It was much simpler than I expected...

Having seen many storms, Lara was somewhat disappointed by this half-hearted attempt. She then put on her Bluetooth headset and casually leaned against the rock wall to listen to music.

"Any plans for tonight?"

At this moment, Jill, the policewoman who followed behind, was also bored.

"I've got something good for you to see..."

Lara's lips curled into a slight smile as she hooked her arm around Jill's neck and pulled her close to whisper a conversation. The way she looked at the policewoman was somewhat strange.

Everyone who's used this stuff says it's great...

Lara stole a glance at Alice directing the evacuation on the shallows, and smiled brightly.

"The next batch of hyenas scavenging for bones will arrive in about 15 minutes. If you don't want trouble, board the plane and leave within ten minutes."

Alice's straightforward advice prompted the Ministry of Defense soldiers responsible for clearing the battlefield to immediately speed up their work.

One of the soldiers, after clearing away the rubble, discovered the flattened body of an old man, and his attention was drawn to a finger adorned with a strangely patterned ring.

After the soldier broke the ring off, the skull relief on the back, surrounded by six octopus tentacles, became incredibly smooth from years of wearing and friction.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the soldier used the stones for cover and began to move his lips and teeth.

"Long live Hydra!"

A special chip pops out inconspicuously from the side of the wide ring.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief as they buried the disfigured old man again, placing the ring and chip separately.

The supplies are in hand, and "Judgment Day Plan" is ready!

P. S.: I'm going to the Marvel and Terminator universes now, the storylines are connected, didn't expect that, did you?

Endnote, Section 220

1. Uh, I didn't expect the Hatsune Miku and Sword Art Online side stories to expand into so many chapters.

Fortunately, it ended successfully.

The plot of the third volume is more like daily life, mainly focused on building up favorability and laying the groundwork for later events.

This is a reflection on the conflict between humans and created beings (AI). In fact, at the current rate of development, we will inevitably be replaced by Artificial Intelligence.

AlphaGo's wheels have already run over our faces.

If that day ever comes, I wonder if, as the Creator, this will be our pride or our tragedy.

However, I will choose to accept it and wait for history to change.

And we hope that we will bestow all the good qualities upon our creations, making them even more perfect.

2. The long-awaited early Marvel storylines, Terminator, and Neil's storylines will gradually unfold.

I've roughly figured it out, and I'm just waiting to start. But please give me a break; writing nine chapters these past two days has been quite tiring. I didn't have any drafts saved up, so I had to write them all on the fly.

P. S.: If you're satisfied with what you've seen so far, please leave a comment before you go!

Also, Japan was a fascist country, and they have connections with Hydra, so is that okay?

Section 221, Chapter 208: Lara, the Good Citizen

The trip to Tokyo has been successfully completed.

Thanks to a large sum of money secured for the event, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department lifting its surveillance of the apartment building, last night's revelry was quite enjoyable, with everyone participating in different ways.

Kevin, who rarely drinks, was persuaded to have a few drinks. He became slightly tipsy and left with Lara's help.

Sobering up... that's a "brother's" job, so while Alice was preoccupied, the two of them rolled around together.

Kevin propped himself up from the headboard, stretching his sore neck and hips, his head throbbing from the hangover.

Kevin knew he needed to be more restrained... He couldn't keep bothering his "brothers," a thought to himself. Compared to his energetic body, he was actually more worried about being exposed.

To date, I still don't have a convincing explanation.

As a male, he had to honestly admit that he was irresistibly drawn to Lara's charm.

After experiencing numerous near-death experiences, everything fell into place naturally.

As for how long this relationship will last, even he himself doesn't know.

However, for his own health and safety, this woman shouldn't be as reckless as she was last night; it would be best if she stayed quiet for a few days.

Kevin thought of this, looked at the scattered pieces of underwear and the haphazardly arranged decorations on the floor, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He felt both helpless and pity for the beautiful figure sleeping soundly on her side next to him.

The morning urge surged again as their skin rubbed together, and the commander turned to smell the fragrance of her hair, feeling aroused to tease Sleeping Beauty.