The room was quiet for a few seconds.
Only the background music of Street Fighter on the TV was still playing in a cheerful loop, and the eight-bit electronic synthesized sound echoed in the spacious Japanese room.
The eyes of several children followed Lynn's words and all fell on the black figure that was almost completely integrated with the shadow.
Reggie even forgot to eat the potato chips in his hand. He looked at Black Noir with his mouth wide open, as if he was looking at an alien that had just landed on the earth.
In their impression, this security guard, who was wrapped in black clothes, was as dazed as a sculpture except killing people Silencio.
He doesn't even eat with everyone, let alone touch game consoles, something only children like.
"He doesn't even speak, can he really understand how to play games?"
Reggie whispered in a low voice, his eyes full of doubt.
Black Noir didn't move.
He sat there quietly, his eyes under the mask looking at the gray handle handed over by Lynn, and then at the can of iced Coke next to him that had a layer of fine water droplets condensed on its surface.
Just when everyone thought he would simply ignore it like before, or simply take out a notebook and write down the word "rejection".
Black Noir stood up slowly.
Without making any footsteps, he floated to the TV like a light black feather, and then sat down cross-legged opposite Lynn.
The hand wearing black tactical gloves stretched out and firmly took the No. 2 player controller from Lynn's hand.
"Cool!"
Reggie excitedly shook his fist and immediately came over, "I bet one cent, Lynn Director will definitely beat him to pieces!"
John also moved forward curiously. Azure's eyes were fixed on the screen. He wanted to see how Lynn used the tricks that he had just abused on this weirdo in black.
Person selection interface.
Black Noir's fingers moved very slowly on the cross keys, as if they were familiar with the feel and feedback of this old plastic keys.
Finally, he stopped the cursor on the character Guile and pressed the confirm button.
Lynn smiled and still chose his best Red Ken.
"Are you ready, Mr. Security? This game requires your brain, and fast hand speed is of no use."
Lynn moved his neck and relaxed his posture.
Black Noir didn't say anything, just nodded imperceptibly.
Countdown, three, two, one.
The battle begins.
Lynn was not polite and directly controlled the character to jump and punch forward.
According to his experience in playing John just now, novices tend to panic when faced with this kind of sudden close suppression, thus exposing huge defensive flaws.
But what he faced was Black Noir.
Vought International The most sophisticated killing machine.
Just when Lynn's character was about to kick the opponent, Black Noir's finger moved.
It was a hand speed that made Reggie couldn't help but rub his eyes, but it was completely different from John's random pressing. Every key press of Black Noir was as precise as a machine.
Guile on the screen incredibly took half a step back, just outside the limit of Lynn's attack range.
Immediately afterwards, a crisp Sonic Boom was thrown out.
Bang.
Lynn's character was knocked out in mid-air.
The next scene made all the children present take a breath.
Black Noir doesn't need to think about the underlying logic at all. His fighting instinct has already been engraved in his bones, and it is still applicable even if it is transformed into a two-dimensional game with eight-bit pixels.
He brought Guile's defensive containment play to its fullest, every defense was watertight, and every counterattack hit precisely the number of frames that Lynn couldn't defend.
Half a minute later.
The big letters K. O popped up on the screen.
Lynn's health bar is completely empty, while the character controlled by Black Noir is still full of health.
"Wow..."
The potato chips in Reggie's hand fell onto Tatami with a clatter.
John was also stunned. He looked at the TV screen and then at the man in black who was still sitting upright without even disturbing his breathing rhythm.
The blond boy suddenly felt that it was not too embarrassing for him to lose to Lynn just now.
"It seems that I seriously underestimated your combat intuition."
Lynn looked at the failed settlement screen on the screen. He was not angry because he lost. Instead, he laughed heartily.
He put down the controller and rubbed his sore wrist, "Reaction speed coupled with absolutely calm judgment, this game is almost tailor-made for you."
Black Noir Put down the handle.
He did not make any gesture of victory, but silently placed the handle on Tatami, then stood up, preparing to return to the dark corner that belonged to him.
"Hey, you can't just run away after winning." Lynn stopped him.
Black Noir stopped and turned around.
Lynn pointed at the stunned children beside him, with a smile on his lips, "As the current champion, you are obliged to accept the challenge of these little guys, John, Reggie, Tommy, Annie, which one of you will try your luck first?"
Reggie was the first to jump up. "I'll do it, I'll do it! I just didn't perform well just now, this time I choose Chun-Li to kick him!"
Black Noir stood there and seemed to hesitate for two seconds.
In the end, he did not go back to the cold corner, but sat down again and picked up the handle.
Throughout the afternoon, Japanese Manor's Japanese-style room was filled with the intense clicking of keys and the exclamations of children.
Black Noir was like an insurmountable mountain. Reggie, Tommy and the unconvinced John took turns to press and rub it on the ground.
Although he never said a word from beginning to end, the pure atmosphere of sitting among the children and being challenged by everyone made his black suit, which seemed to be always cold, seem to be tainted with a touch of human warmth.
Until the evening, Minister Sato appeared again in the corridor of the Manor with several public relations personnel wearing professional suits.
They are here to prepare for tomorrow's press conference.
When Sato opened the paper door and saw the scene in the room, he almost stared out of his eyes.
The murderous God of Death in black was actually sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, using a game character to corner the little blond monster who could destroy everything and beat him up.
The black kid next to him was still yelling and making random ideas, and even Tommy, who had always been very cold, was watching with interest.
Lynn was sitting not far away, holding the can of ice coke in his hand, watching the scene with a smile.
"Lin...Lynn Director."
Sato swallowed a gulp of saliva and stood cautiously by the door, fearing that his voice would break the strange and warm atmosphere.
Lynn heard the sound, put down the Coke can, and the smile on his face faded a bit.
He stood up and walked to the corridor outside.
"Have you brought your clothes and speeches?" Lynn looked at the exquisite clothing bags carried by the public relations staff.
"Everything is ready."
A female publicist with short hair nervously handed over a thick document, "This is the detailed process of tomorrow's press conference. It mainly arranges for Annie and Tommy to appear and present to Japan Media shows the affinity of Vought International Volkswagen Superheroes, and by the way explains that the accident of Akihabara was due to the aging of the building, and our hero happened to be there to prevent the tragedy."
Lynn took the file and glanced at it casually.
It is densely filled with requirements for the lines, and even what kind of smile Annie should show at which time and which direction his eyes should look are clearly stipulated.
This is completely treating children as puppets in a showcase.
"Leave the clothes and take the manuscript back with you."
Lynn closed the document and handed it back to the astonished female publicist.
"But, this is a manuscript that President Edgar has personally read. If you don't read it according to it..."
The female publicist was anxious.
"Annie is only four years old, and Tommy is just a boy who hasn't grown up yet."
Lynn interrupted her, with a calm tone but with an undoubted power, "They will go to the scene tomorrow, wear the beautiful uniforms you prepared, and smile at the camera, but they don't need to memorize these scene words that even adults will feel sick to their stomachs after watching them. They can say whatever they want and show their true selves. That is the real affinity."
Lynn looked at Sato and patted his shoulder.