Shock Points Through the Roof! Drawing the Divine Court's Second Member!

The medical room was so quiet that only the steady beeping of the vital signs monitor could be heard.

The sharp smell of medical alcohol hung in the air.

Su Chen lowered his gaze.

Stelle was still clinging tightly to the leg wrapped in black silk.

Without a trace of caution, she pressed her cheek against the invisible film of Geo, closed her eyes, and nuzzled it.

Welt held his breath.

Himeko's hand froze in midair.

Everyone waited for the goddess to pass judgment.

Su Chen, of course, had no intention of delivering divine punishment.

He just felt goose bumps rising all over his body.

The crisp system notification in his head came like a lifeline.

The blind box for the Divine Court's second member had been unlocked.

The Female Lord slowly raised her right hand.

Her wide black sleeve slid down her fair forearm, revealing a wrist as smooth as white jade.

She was not angry.

A faint golden Geo glow gathered at her fingertip and touched Stelle's shoulder.

A gentle yet utterly irresistible force spread outward.

Stelle slid backward half a meter like a weightless rag doll.

She landed safely in a seated position on the white hospital bed.

"Huh?"

Stelle rubbed her eyes. She apparently had not had enough of hugging her.

"I must meditate."

The four cool words fell onto the hospital room's cold floor tiles.

They left no room for argument.

Su Chen gave no one a chance to speak.

The Female Lord turned around.

Her heeled boots clicked sharply against the floor.

She headed straight for the medical room door.

Welt immediately stepped aside, pressing his back tightly against the alloy wall.

Himeko lowered her head, avoiding the goddess's gaze.

Arlan and Asta were still kneeling at the edge of the corridor.

When they saw the golden figure emerge, they bowed their heads even lower.

Su Chen walked straight back to the VIP Lounge without looking aside.

The heavy wooden door closed behind him.

Su Chen raised a hand and locked it with a click.

A lock was not enough.

The Female Lord twitched her index finger. A ring of golden Geo crept along the doorframe and sealed the metal hinges shut.

The main lights were off.

Only the flames in the virtual fireplace flickered.

Once he was sure he was safe, Su Chen issued a command in his mind.

"Remove Avatar."

The golden light receded like the tide.

The tall, imposing warrior goddess vanished.

Su Chen's original body dropped heavily onto the black leather sofa.

He wore the pilling gray sweatshirt he had bought before crossing over, with a pair of yellowed canvas shoes on his feet.

"Hiss—"

Su Chen sucked in a sharp breath.

He clutched his thighs with both hands as his calves cramped furiously.

He had spent an hour or two standing in heels, his muscles tense the entire time while he played the part of an untouchable master.

It was more exhausting than staying up three nights straight playing games.

He slumped on the sofa and vigorously rubbed his aching knees.

Fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Playing a god was hard physical work.

But he had no time to rest.

Su Chen suddenly sat up straight.

He rubbed his hands together, his palms growing warm.

A dark-blue Holographic Screen appeared in midair.

The Shock Points balance in its upper-right corner was climbing at a terrifying speed.

[Shock Points: 87500/50000]

Welt's wariness, Himeko's shock, Asta's fervor.

Then Stelle's hug had made everyone gasp at once.

He had blown past the target long ago.

A bronze blind box sat in the center of the screen.

Gold and purple chains wound around it.

Su Chen swallowed.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

He had already talked up the Divine Court.

His first Avatar, a female Rex Lapis, had commanded the room.

But that was not enough.

The Astral Express Crew and Herta's people were sharp.

If all he had was a taciturn Female Lord, their questions would eventually expose a flaw.

He needed an Avatar who could stir things up on his own.

Preferably a domineering male villain.

Su Chen stared at the blind box as characters from the anime he had watched in his previous life raced through his mind.

Madara Uchiha.

If he got Madara, he could walk out, unleash a complete Susanoo, and take on the entire Antimatter Legion alone.

That would be an overwhelming show of power.

Or Sōsuke Aizen.

He could just stand there and adjust his black-rimmed glasses.

One "When did you start thinking that was real?" would have the sly old foxes of the Xianzhou Luofu thoroughly fooled.

"Give me a powerhouse! Give me a powerhouse!"

Su Chen pressed his palms together and bowed three times to the Holographic Screen.

Then he jabbed the [Open Blind Box] button.

The bronze blind box shook violently.

The chains wrapped around it shattered link by link.

A dazzling pillar of light shot upward, drowning out the glow of the virtual fireplace.

Blue.

Purple.

The light shifted again and again.

At last, it settled on a brilliant gold!

SSR! A Gold Card!

Su Chen sprang up from the sofa.

His knee struck the glass edge of the coffee table, and pain twisted his face.

But he did not make a sound.

His eyes stayed fixed on the card turning within the golden light.

The card stopped spinning.

The illustration on its front slowly appeared.

There was no raging chakra of Susanoo.

Nor was there the flash of Kyōka Suigetsu's shattering blade.

The card depicted a little girl of about seven or eight.

She had fluffy, short white hair, with stray locks sticking up.

A pair of round, black sunglasses rested on her face.

The sunglasses had been pushed up to her forehead, revealing large, sky-blue eyes as clear as the open sky.

The little girl wore a miniature black Jujutsu High uniform.

The sleeves were too long and had been rolled up twice.

She held up a strawberry lollipop, with a little sugar frosting at the corner of her mouth.

She was sticking her tongue out at whoever looked at the card.

A clear line of text was printed beneath the illustration.

[Satoru Gojo (Gender-Swapped Little Girl Version)]

The wild joy on Su Chen's face froze as if someone had doused him with ice water.

His jaw fell slightly open.

A half-formed wheeze escaped his throat, like air from a broken bellows.

His eyes widened as he stared at the words.

A little girl?

And Satoru Gojo?!

Su Chen's legs gave way, and he fell back onto the leather sofa.

His weight left a deep dent in the cushion.

He raised a hand and rubbed his eyes hard.

When he lowered it and looked again,

the white-haired little girl was still making a face at him.

That cocky, infuriating expression was exactly like the original Satoru Gojo's.

Su Chen bit the tip of his tongue.

The taste of iron burst across his mouth. This was no dream.

He grabbed his messy hair with both hands and tugged hard twice.

Several strands tore free.

"You're messing with me, aren't you?"

He growled under his breath, forcing the words through his fingers.

He had accepted a female Rex Lapis. At least she was a dignified, commanding woman with an aura to match.

But now he had a seven-year-old, white-haired little girl?

He had only just boasted to the Astral Express Crew.

The Divine Court was a supreme organization that contained the rules of destruction.

And the very next moment, a lollipop-eating child popped out of it?

How was he supposed to play that part?

Was he meant to smack the Antimatter Legion over the head with a lollipop?

Su Chen slammed a fist into the sofa's armrest.

The leather armrest gave a dull thud.

[Avatar drawn. Host, please complete fusion as soon as possible.]

The system screen flickered, utterly indifferent to his breakdown.

The Gold Card hovered quietly in midair.

It gave off a faint blue glow.

Su Chen breathed heavily.

Satoru Gojo's strength was beyond question. His combat power was at the very top.

With Limitless and the Six Eyes, he could dominate even in this universe.

But the whole look was wrong.

This little girl was going to ruin the Divine Court's image.

Su Chen closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the sofa.

He needed to come up with a story.

Some way to fit this white-haired little girl into the "Imaginary Divine Court."

Just as he was racking his brain,

faint footsteps suddenly sounded outside the wooden door of the VIP Lounge.

Right after that,

the wooden door was knocked on twice lightly.

Knock, knock.

Su Chen opened his eyes abruptly.

His spine straightened instantly, and cold sweat slid down his temples.

"Um..."

March 7th's boisterous voice was deliberately lowered to the minimum.

Through the heavy wooden door, it sounded muffled.

"Lord Geo, are you inside?"

Su Chen did not make a sound.

He glanced at the gray sweatshirt and canvas shoes he was wearing.

This is bad.

The female-version of Zhongli's avatar had already been dismissed.

There was simply no way to seamlessly switch back to the same avatar again in a short time.

"Sister Himeko was afraid you wouldn't be used to the environment here."

March 7th muttered softly outside the door.

"She asked me to bring you some blankets and snacks."

The door handle made a slight metallic friction sound.

Someone was turning the door handle.

Although the door was sealed dead by Geo, the commotion outside made Su Chen's heartbeat spike to the extreme.

He was currently an ordinary person with zero combat power.

If the door was forced open, or Herta directly used her authority to cut this door open.

The true identity of the Fourth Seat of the Imaginary Divine Court would be completely exposed.

The end result of posturing failing in this perilous universe was nothing short of death.

He couldn't drag this out.

Su Chen gritted his teeth.

He abruptly reached out, his finger pressing hard onto that gold card on the Holographic Screen.

Click [Persona Fusion].

The screen shattered.

The card turned into a dazzling blue light, crashing directly into Su Chen's chest.

Su Chen only felt a deafening roar in his brain.

A torrent of information, so massive it was incalculable, was forcibly poured into his mind.

His vision instantly became incomparably clear.

Right after that,

a chaotic, twisted, and extremely violent azure-blue energy erupted with a bang, centered on him.

Cursed Energy scoured every corner of the VIP Lounge like a tsunami.

The glass of the expensive coffee table shattered with a snap, directly disintegrating into powder filling the sky.