["Uncle Jackie Chan?!" Shikadai was the first to recognize that familiar back and voice, blurting out in surprise.]
[Hearing the voice, "Jackie Chan" in the center of the hall gave a slight jolt, slowly turning around.]
[When his face fully turned, exposing itself in the dim firelight, Shikadai, Shinki, Yeto, and even Child Emperor all instantly gasped!]
[That face truly belonged to Jackie Chan; the features and contours were identical. However, his eyes!]
[Those eyes, once gentle and brimming with a scholar's curiosity, were now a sheet of crimson! Within his pupils, three black Tomoe were clearly visible and slowly rotating.]
["This... Uncle Jackie Chan? Your eyes..." Shikadai's voice caught, his face plastered with disbelief and bewilderment.]
[How could Uncle Jackie Chan have the Sharingan? Furthermore, that look in his eyes was wrong!]
[Child Emperor's small face had already completely darkened. He stared fixedly at "Jackie Chan," especially those Sharingan eyes, analyzing rapidly in his mind.]
[He abruptly raised his head, his tone more solemn than ever as he spoke to Shikadai and the others beside him:]
["He is not the Jackie Chan you know! At least, not entirely! His consciousness has been 'alienated' and 'overwritten' by the rules of this world!"]
["The Sharingan is the proof! He should now be set as the 'guard' or a mini boss of this prison area!"]
["Alienated? A boss?" Shikadai looked at the unfamiliar crimson eyes on that familiar face, feeling a chill wash over him.]
["Then what do we do? Subdue him? Knock him out?"]
["Knock him out?" Child Emperor shook his head. He glanced at the remains of the octopus robot on the ground, then back at the twisted chunk of metal "Jackie Chan" was toying with, his gaze turning sharp.]
["In this world constructed of virtual rules, ordinary 'subdual' might