Pledge of Allegiance
"Eternal glory to national hero Zard!"
"Fire at me! Fire at me! My country is proud of me!"
The little green dinosaur initially shouted in broken Japanese, but it only knew one phrase. When it wanted to shout something else, it had to switch back to Chinese.
Hundreds of members of the Mysterious Affairs Department tried to intercept him, but little did they know that although he was wearing a dinosaur costume, he ran as fast as the wind.
One reporter muttered, "Is this a psychopath...?"
"It seems so..."
From the moment they traveled through time, many people, because of He Xiaoxiao, regarded the Inner World as a large-scale virtual reality game.
Later, as everyone became more familiar with the Inner World and understood how cruel it was, they gradually came to their senses.
However, Zard still maintains his carefree and playful spirit, and even when he comes to cause trouble all by himself, he treats it like a game.
But the strange thing is, no one else can catch him...
Just as it was running away, the figure of this little green dinosaur was also captured by reporters outside the scene.
Dozens of cameramen outside the venue pointed their lenses at them.
Without further hesitation, hundreds of members of the Mysterious Affairs Department formed a defensive line to block his path, all their weapons off safety and began firing.
Strangely, the bullets clearly hit the little green dinosaur, and the violent metal storm had mercilessly torn the dinosaur prop apart, leaving it riddled with holes.
But the little green dinosaur just kept running as if nothing had happened...
The members of the Mysterious Affairs Department were shocked. Although there are many extraordinary people in this world, no one has ever heard of anyone who can withstand a hail of bullets. Even demigods do not have this kind of fighting style of taking a beating!
However, the next moment.
The green dinosaur on Zard's body was like a layer of wax, but this metallic storm was like a ladle of hot oil, washing away the wax and revealing the young man running wildly inside.
The young man suddenly squatted down, pressing his hands to the ground. "Bury!"
In an instant, the huge plaza outside the Osaka City Hall turned to sand, and a massive crater collapsed out of nowhere, causing all the members of the Mysterious Affairs Department to fall into it.
There is no smoke or dust; after the stones turn into gravel, there is no dust, only sand.
Zard pressed his hands to the ground, and the ground in front of him, like the veins on a human arm, was covered with countless cracks and lines.
This lunatic, stripped of all his props, displayed unimaginable power, as if a god had descended to earth.
Zard roared, "Merge!"
At the edge of the pit, the flowing sand resembled a waterfall hanging from the edge of the sinkhole, burying the hundreds of members of the Mysterious Affairs Department in an instant.
The ground is flat.
It was as if nothing had happened.
The scene was so sudden and shocking that reporters outside the square captured it on camera, then watched as the young man who had just killed hundreds of people with his bizarre power slowly walked over.
Then Zard revealed his true face, calmly stepping in front of the camera. Before the reporters could say anything, he began, "The main reason I came to Japan this time is because I saw everyone having a great time and enjoying the beautiful scenery..."
Zard, who was usually very talkative, frowned and hesitated. He wondered if directly expressing his envy of those tough guys who bombed shrines would make him seem like he was just following the trend.
But I have to say something.
In the silence, the reporters held up their cameras, trembling, afraid that they might accidentally provoke this lunatic.
The next moment, Zard suddenly straightened his clothes, faced the camera, and said, "Thank you to my parents, thank you to the director, thank you to the producer for giving me this opportunity..."
Reporter. "???"
Cameraman: "???"
Are you going up on stage to accept an award?!
"Oh right," Zard suddenly said to the camera, "I forgot to mention the important thing... Remember, this is my Pledge of Allegiance!"
The roar of engines could be heard not far away, and within a 3,000-meter radius of the blockade, countless members of the Mysterious Affairs Department were converging on this place.
The reporter thought to himself that they had to get away quickly, otherwise the Mysterious Affairs Department's arrest of this lunatic would definitely implicate them.
But before they could run away, the young man laughed and said, "You're late."
As he spoke, he spread his arms and fell backward. The moment his body hit the ground, it shattered into a pile of sand.
As the sand and gravel scattered, the thousands of bullets wrapped inside that body clattered and fell to the ground.
A reporter yelled at the cameraman, "Did you capture what just happened?! How did he disappear?!"
One person wiped out a group of security personnel from a Mysterious Affairs Department in the plaza outside the Osaka City Hall, and then escaped so easily?!
Wait, where is the Chosen One from the Mysterious Affairs Department? Why didn't he come to deal with this lunatic?
Just as I was pondering this, bursts of gunfire erupted from the Osaka City Hall.
Inside the building, members of the Mysterious Affairs Department were thrown out of the broken French windows like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
The killing at the press conference was too sudden, and the little green dinosaur outside the press conference venue also appeared too suddenly.
The two people inside and outside acted simultaneously, and although they hadn't discussed it beforehand, they unexpectedly formed a tacit understanding.
Qing Chen dispersed the encirclement with a breath of cloud inside the venue. When the explosion occurred, the entire building was thrown into panic, and reporters and staff rushed to the door.
The explosion, mixed with the terror of witnessing hundreds of members of the Mysterious Affairs Department burst into blood mist before their eyes, rendered all non-combatants incapable of thinking rationally.
Qing Chen only needed to stir up trouble today, escalate the situation, and force the Mysterious Affairs Department to recall its personnel from Hokkaido, so he had no intention of fighting to the death.
This building was never really suitable for a head-on confrontation.
If all the members of the Mysterious Affairs Department within the blockade were to surround him, he wouldn't have enough lives to survive.
Qing Chen took advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd, but several elite combat teams were still watching his clothes and appearance.
The press conference was held on the third floor. The fleeing reporters ran downstairs, while he separated from the crowd at the stairwell and ran upstairs.
In the operations channel of the Mysterious Affairs Department, the voice of Kamishiro Yunwu crackled. "Attention! Attention! The target isn't mixed in with the crowd; he's running upstairs! Everyone, enter the building and search upwards! Seal off all exits!"
"He can't escape now. Check every room, every corner. Even if the search is slow, don't miss anything!"
During the chase, the Mysterious Affairs Department suffered continuous casualties.
Qing Chen, however, had a clear understanding: the "security personnel" in the building today were just ordinary soldiers, not even a single genetic warrior.
In other words, this is the Mysterious Affairs Department's combat force in the Outer World; there are no Time Walker among them.
This is a trap set by the Mysterious Affairs Department using the lives of ordinary soldiers.
But here's the problem: if it's a trap, and I've already appeared, why haven't the Chosen One from the Mysterious Affairs Department surrounded me yet?
What are they waiting for?
After he arrived in Osaka, many things started to go strange. The Mysterious Affairs Department's way of doing things suddenly changed, becoming mysterious and unpredictable.
Some people are not playing by the rules; they are weaving a web.
Qing Chen suddenly realized that although there had always been seven Chosen One leading the Mysterious Affairs Department, the Kamishiro Yunxiu, had been in control of all the Time Walker.
But this Kamishiro Yunxiu seems to have been pushed out to be a puppet.
Now, Qing Chen has realized that he is fighting against the real power holder, who is about to take advantage of his return to Osaka to do something.
"Sir, the target suddenly disappeared on the 8th floor!" Kamishiro Yunwu raised his voice over the comms. "Disappeared? How did it disappear?!"
"Sir... I don't know."
Kamishiro Yunwu's voice was chilling. "Everyone, remove your combat helmets. Each combat team, confirm the identities of your comrades. Also, continue searching the entire building for any corpses or signs of combat!"
He suspected that someone had already infiltrated their group.
However, after all the combat team members removed their helmets, they found no strangers who had infiltrated the building, and after searching the entire building, they found no extra bodies.
Qing Chen seemed to have vanished into thin air.
The rooftop of the Osaka City Hall.
Standing at the edge Kamishiro Kongxu asked, "If he rushes straight onto the rooftop, will we have to fight him directly?"
With his muscles bulging, Kamishiro Yunxiu calmly said, "It doesn't matter if he really breaks through. Did the Cloud Mirror mark him?"
Kamishiro Kongxu nodded. "Marked."
"Okay, let's proceed according to plan."
P. S.: The annual Golden Keyboard Awards have begun. Shouldn't someone like me, typing with an injury, deserve a vote of encouragement...?
Zard: "It absolutely has to be worth it!"