Volume Six: What She Lost · What I Gained Chapter 556: The Goddess of Luck Caught Off Guard

Everyone is fighting a bloody battle.

However, the autograph and merchandise booths, which survived thanks to the fans' enthusiasm, remained bustling with activity.

Luckily, this spot is located upwind, so it wasn't affected by the Dirty Bomb blasts. Because it's far away, it wasn't hit by sniper bullets, and it wasn't bothered by the strange robots either. It's as if it was blessed by Lady Luck.

"Oh oh oh oh oh get get get Lord Sinan's terrorist attack live autographed limited edition CD! And, and, and--"

A tattooed, long-haired man, as if possessed, held a CD high in the air and pointed forcefully at a picture on the CD cover.

"--And there's even a drawing by Lord Sinan!!!!"

It was a crookedly drawn skull, worse than a kindergarten drawing, but the long-haired man treasured it, and the other fans looked at him with a mixture of envy and jealousy.

"Haha~ My drawing skills aren't very good, this was just a quick sketch, please excuse my poor skills~" Little Ying scratched her head shyly.

"No, no, no, your painting is the best in the world! This album cover will be my family heirloom from now on!"

"Wow, that's an honor! Oh, right--"

Rumble rumble rumble rumble!!!!!

Rising, rising, rising continuously.

The hurricane, strong enough to tear skin, kept blowing against my already battered face, but I felt no coolness at all, because the missiles piercing through my body from bottom to top were as hot as hell.

The missile's pull.

An oncoming hurricane.

A scorching hot surface.

The lack of oxygen at high altitudes.

Friction in the air.

The sound barrier of supersonic flight.

I was literally dying and coming back to life.

My whole body, inside and out, both physically and mentally, felt like it had turned to mush.

I wish I could just detach from the missile like this.

Logically speaking, my body should have been reduced to charred remains and powder long ago.

But Julia's missile surface seemed to have some special properties, holding my flesh firmly in place and preventing me from falling.

Therefore, every time I resurrect, the missile gets embedded in my body again, and I can't break free at all.

How long has this vertical ascent actually lasted?

It felt like an eternity... but actually only about ten seconds had passed.

Where will I eventually be launched to?

This is just a missile, not a rocket, so it shouldn't leave the atmosphere and go into outer space.

This may not be a good thing.

Because that would mean that the missile could explode in a few seconds, or even the next instant.

"Oh right—wait a minute, sir!"

"Oh? What are your orders, Lord Sinan?"

The long-haired man, thrilled to have obtained Little Ying's doodle, immediately moved closer, his face beaming with excitement.

Actually... uh... you forgot to pay.

Little Ying pointed shyly to the large box at her feet, which was filled with stacks of cash and many checks with astonishing amounts written on them—a testament to the sincerity of her fervent fans.

"... ah!"

The long-haired man was struck dumb.

"Waaaaaahhhhhh, I'm so sorry, so sorry, I'm so sorry! I was so excited that I forgot to pay!"

(Ah... who are these two people...?)

The shadows of two women appeared in my blurred vision.

However, Haoyue couldn't remember who they were no matter what.

The ring of memory twisted, shifted, and dominated her spirit and will.

(Is it... an enemy?)

If it's an enemy, that's bad news; I'll undoubtedly die.

(Xiao Ye... I still have Xiao Ye... so I can't...)

The girl with long black hair pointed at herself, and several small marbles locked onto her.

Haoyue's last remaining will to survive compelled her to move her fingers with all her might, gathering her meager strength at her fingertips.

Even this amount of power isn't enough for defense.

The girl saw her actions and shook her head with pity.

Farewell, Moonlit Tartaglia--

"Money, money, money... wait, no way!!!"

The long-haired man rummaged through his pockets but couldn't find his wallet!

"Oh my god! My wallet! My wallet is gone!"

"Eh~~~~"

Little Ying and her fans around her sighed in surprise and disappointment. Who would have thought that this lucky person who received a handwritten drawing from Lord Sinan would lose her wallet?

"Could it be that he didn't bring any money and is saying that on purpose?" one of them asked disdainfully.

"How is that possible!"

"I advise you not to act rashly, Urushihara..."

Before Fisher could finish speaking, Xiao Wu, who had just finished healing, leaped up! She didn't use a gun or any martial arts techniques; she simply poured the maximum strength she could muster into her fist and punched Fisher in the chest!

Thump!!!

You could hear the heavy thud of a fist hitting flesh.

But,

"Hmph, what a weak fist! You call this boxing?"

"--!?"

Xiao Wu was dumbfounded.

Her fist struck Fisher in the chest, then stopped, unable to go any further.

She clearly felt the sensation of "hitting the target" just now; it didn't miss, and the impact wasn't absorbed. This old man was obviously not someone with physical enhancement abilities.

But why is it just like that...?

"... Unable to cause harm?"

"Ah... oh right! How about this then!"

A rather well-off-looking fan suddenly approached.

"I can lend you the money!"

"Really!?"

The long-haired man leaped to his feet.

"Thank you so much! It's true that everyone who likes Lord Sinan is a good person!"

"But—" the portly man pushed away the long-haired man, his face sinister, "But I demand 70% ownership of this CD cover with a handwritten drawing by Lord Sinan."

"What?! How can you extort money from someone like this?! Don't take advantage of me!"

"Then there's nothing you can do, huh? You'll just have to put down the only CD in the world with her handwritten drawing, and leave, under Lord Sinan's disdainful gaze."

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh~~~~~"

"Wow, so high!"

Julia wears a box-like device over her eyes, with six or seven large lenses that zoom in and out, allowing her to see clearly even objects moving at extremely high speeds thousands of meters away.

Ye is getting closer and closer to the edge of the atmosphere, and the missile carrying her is also... (laughs)

"Hmm... there's only 8.354% fuel left, and the surface is overheating. Looks like it's going to explode."

The highest resolution camera is ready!

The high-speed camera, created directly from Father's research data, perfectly captured the beautiful moment of the missile exploding as Ye ascended to heaven! Then, the photos were stored forever deep in memory, with hundreds of millions of copies!

"It's coming, it's coming, it's going to explode!"

"Okay, okay, okay, deal! But I'll only give up 50% ownership at most, no more!"

"Tsk... Alright, 50% off, 50% off! Deal!"

The portly man dared not press the matter any further. After reaching an agreement with the long-haired man, he immediately pulled out a check with many zeros written on it.

"Hey! You're giving me this much!?"

"Hmph, this is my love for Lord Sinan! You poor fans would never understand~"

"Those wicked nouveau riche..."

The portly man waved the check in front of the long-haired man as if to show off.

Then he turned around.

He bowed very solemnly.

With both hands,

He presented the check to Little Ying.

"Coughing and groaning!"

The instant Fisher glared at her, half of Xiao Wu's body was reduced to minced meat! Incomprehensible, indescribable—what had he done? How had he attacked? How had she been injured? Why had she suffered so many different kinds of injuries simultaneously?

Everything is a mystery!

"What a pity, Xiao Wu. In terms of pure combat ability among the Extra Weapon, Miss Julia might be the strongest, but if we're talking about 'who is the most invincible'..."

Trister stood behind Fisher, his expression a mixture of pity and mockery.

"... Then it has to be Fisher."

Little Ying scratched her head.

"Uh... thank you for your patronage..."

Then reach out your hand,

He took the check.

That instant--

"--!!!"

Haoyue suddenly opened her eyes wide--

"Huh!?"

Xiao Wu suddenly shuddered.

"...!?"

My piece of meat trembled slightly.

"Oh dear..."

Yu He had just changed into his pajamas, took out a contract from the bedside table and examined it carefully.

To outsiders, the contract appeared unchanged, but only Yu He could discern its hidden meaning.

"Your idol career is really booming! Just a second ago, the funds under your name finally reached the threshold."

Yu He quickly calculated with his fingers--

"Hmm... You should be able to use the same strength you had when you first arrived in the West Saint Continent, right? It seems the Extra Weapon are going to suffer a bit, but... if you think 'this guarantees a win,' you're sorely mistaken."

After all--

"Some troublesome abilities can't be overcome simply by 'becoming stronger'."

Yu He sighed, put the contract back on the bedside table, put on his soft nightcap, and crawled into bed. His bedroom was next to his usual office; it was a small single room with very simple furnishings. Like his shabby office, this bedroom didn't look like the kind of place a top-tier successful person on Spirit Star would live in.

"... Oh, right."

Before closing his eyes, he suddenly thought of something.

"Miss Ye and her group's examples could serve as a case study. Shouldn't we increase investment in the entertainment industry in the future? It's sure to be very profitable."

In the very instant that Haoyue's hand, gleaming with silver light, directed—

""What!?""

Yu Xun and Valentina cried out in surprise at the same time, staggering to the left and right respectively to dodge!

The arc of light drawn by Haoyue's fingertip suddenly expanded, and the surging moonlight condensed on it, instantly transforming into a giant light slash no less than thirty meters high! As the slash formed, it flew forward, directly deflecting Valentina's sniper bullet and splitting the audience seats beneath their feet in two!

The two women only saw a blur before the blade brushed past them! A huge roar came from behind them, and when they turned around, they saw that one side of the racetrack had been cut vertically, with the cut extending from the top of the outer wall all the way to the ground!

"..."

The two exchanged a surprised glance.

One strike?

How could a single strike possess such terrifying power?

Wasn't she... limited in her abilities?

What exactly is going on...?

Then, the two of them looked at the bright moon together.

Haoyue was also looking at her hands in surprise. She opened her hands and then clenched them again, feeling the power flowing through her body.

The Memory Loop was still working; she couldn't remember why she had become weaker before, nor could she recall why she had suddenly become stronger, and she couldn't even understand her current situation.

But the key is—she now has power, and she happens to be seriously injured. Knowing these two things is enough!

"Silver Moon - Healing Moon!"

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Little Ying is the real MVP! Because of her luck, I feel like I can get a lot of Monthly Votes today (reaching out~)