121 Expeditionary Force

"Putting on a fresh pair of underwear on New Year's morning really does feel refreshing!"

At dawn, Feng Xue glanced at the calendar on the wall and curled his lips into a smile. Before he could head out, however, someone knocked.

"Coming."

There weren't many people who could knock on a door above the hundredth floor. Feng Xue quickly went to answer it. Standing outside was a female Weird Tale with a piece of paper bearing the character "Letter" covering her face.

Holding a letter in both hands, she said politely:

"Sir, my master requests your presence on the 114th floor."

"Got it."

Feng Xue finished putting on the gear he had spent the past month organizing over and over. As Hermit Authority took effect, the Phantom Object traits vanished from everything he wore: his extravagant armor, his flimsy little blanket, his gaudy evening dress, and even his hideously ugly green shoes. The rock-and-roll-looking Feng Xue instantly became a casual young man with a camera hanging around his neck and a guitar case slung over his back.

Following the Weird Tale with "Letter" written on her face to the Japanese-style manor on the 114th floor, he heard Aoyagi Lantern's voice before he even entered the living room—

"We've been waiting for you!"

"Oh?" Feng Xue pushed open the living room door. Seeing the three people inside, he asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"Surprised, huh?" The middle-aged man, whom he hadn't seen in ages, flashed an exaggerated grin and said smugly, "The whole nation in the present-day Yan Kingdom has taken up martial arts, so those Fang Cultists who ran off to Colombia tried to cause trouble again. They created a new Qigong Weird Tale, and then I swallowed it. That brought my birth Weird Tale back to