Tokyo No. 2 Colony.
Solid-color shipping containers loaded with cargo were stacked together, forming orderly lanes for transport vehicles to pass through.
Unfortunately, after the Battle Royale Game broke out, the workers here had long since quit or fled, leaving only unattended cargo behind.
The dopey-looking Panda sat alone atop a cold shipping container, trembling at the thick stench of blood in the distance.
"Right now, I'm not a panda. I'm a teddy bear."
"Probably three people got hacked to pieces over there, but the cursed energy of whoever did it is faint. Someone who can control their cursed energy that freely is probably an expert."
Thinking of Hajime Kashimo, whose score on Kogane kept climbing, Panda shuddered instinctively.
"Damn random teleportation. I was with Hakari. I thought I wouldn't have to fight on my own."
But just then...
An astonishing surge of killing intent suddenly came from the other side of the containers.
Panda keenly sensed the gap between them and immediately put on a harmless, vacant expression.
An incarnated vessel walked past, his hair tied in slightly feminine Nezha-style buns and a staff-shaped cursed tool in hand.
It was Hajime Kashimo, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer from four hundred years ago.
Seeing the blank-faced Panda lying on the ground, Hajime Kashimo instinctively felt puzzled.
"Where did this panda come from?"
"Must've escaped from Ueno Park. Looks like walking on two legs still tires him out."
Panda lay on the ground playing dumb, drenched in cold sweat from the terrifying man before him, hoping only to fool him and get this over with.
Little did he know that the more frightened he became, the easier he was to expose.
Hajime Kashimo noticed his frightened trembling and summoned Kogane with a smile.
"Kogane, is that panda a player?"
The cursed spirit