With flames blazing into the sky behind him, Chen Jue grabbed a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of long pants from the rooftop of a house and quickly left the noisy area on foot.
Summer had already begun, but the nights in Japan were exceptionally cool.
Relying on the sense of direction provided by [Manas Consciousness], Chen Jue headed west. Although he was barefoot, walking along the road did not feel particularly unusual.
After all, his body-hardening skills had reached the point where he could withstand bullets. When he stepped on stones, broken glass, and the like, his soles would not be injured-the stones and glass would be crushed instead.
Since he had left all the hundred-million-plus yen he had taken from the Akiba Association at the Black Dragon Group's headquarters, and the headquarters castle had now been swallowed by lava, Chen Jue had no choice but to make an impromptu budget trip home.
Should I swim straight back across the East China Sea?
Or catch a boat?
Or go back, dig out the Aerospace combat suit, and fly straight home? Chen Jue thought as he walked, sticking to streets with few people.
All his body hair had been burned away. Although he had a handsome face and a good build, ordinary people would still be startled by his lack of hair and eyebrows, so he avoided crowds as much as possible.
Fortunately, it was still the early hours of the morning. Most people were sound asleep at home, while those near Mount Fuji had heard the alarms and taken refuge in shelters.
There were very few vehicles or pedestrians on the streets. Whenever Chen Jue encountered any, he deliberately sped up and dodged out of sight to avoid unnecessary trouble.
After walking briskly for over twenty minutes, Chen Jue