Quirk Enhancer

"Sir, welcome."

The person guarding the door glanced at the black, gilded ticket in Jilan's hand and respectfully stepped aside.

There were no markings or messages on the tickets. The recipient's name was only written on the envelope sent to the person in question. This was a precaution taken by Dark Shadow to prevent people who disliked each other online from getting into a fight in real life after learning each other's titles, which would disrupt the order of the press conference.

Behind Jilan, Toga grinned and pulled out his own ticket, waving it before following Jilan.

"Hey, grandpa, I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing in a place like this? Do you want that groundbreaking toy doll that guy was talking about, or are you trying to buy weapons?" Toga asked curiously.

Besides being a shop selling sex toys, Dark Shadow is also a huge arms dealer with businesses all over the world. They can get their hands on any kind of illegal support equipment or weapons as long as the price is right, and even act as a middleman to connect the two parties.

To many, this Dark Shadow, ostensibly a press conference for sex dolls, was merely a publicity stunt. In reality, it was a site of widespread arms procurement and illegal transactions.

"Like you, I'm here for arms, but I'm also interested in the newly released products." Jilan smiled mysteriously. "Let me tell you a secret, my favorite weapon is the Thompson."

Toga's eyes lit up, and her voice deepened. "Great, you can actually use firearms!" Then she sighed with some disappointment, "Unfortunately, firearms are strictly controlled in island nations. It's extremely difficult to even get a modified handgun. I really envy you United States, able to use your Quirk and weapons without any scruples."

Jilan's heart skipped a beat, and she feigned surprise, asking, "Little girl, have you killed someone? That's not a good thing!"

Toga's face broke into a fanatical grin. "Hehe, killing someone is easy. Just stab a big hole in their body with a knife, let their blood gush out, and then they'll collapse helplessly to their knees in front of you with a thud! A person dies so easily, hehehehe."

This girl wasn't joking; she really had killed someone.

Ah, that's right. Jilan has also killed people, but he always had his own reasons for killing, some of which were even out of necessity. However, he despises the act of killing itself.

A chill ran down Jilan's spine. Although the girl in front of him was very cute, she was definitely the kind of villain who would kill someone without hesitation, just like Tomura Shigaraki.

After this thought crossed Jilan's mind, she asked, almost without thinking, "Girl, aren't you living in Japan? Have you ever heard of Hero Killer?"

Perhaps this question struck a nerve, for Toga revealed a morbid smile, "Lord Stain? I am a staunch follower of his ideals!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Dark Shadow new product launch! How have you all been on the cruise ship? Did you have a good time?" A Werewolf dressed in a formal tuxedo stood on the stage as the host, microphone in hand, and began his speech. "I am the host of this launch event. You can call me Mr. Wolf. I wonder if you have already looked around at the weapons and equipment displayed in the showcases around us? Is there anything that you like?"

Several people cheered in unison, "I can't wait to go back and wreak havoc with these weapons!"

"I understand how you all feel, but don't rush into a deal. Before that, I want to resolve something." The Werewolf magically produced a gift box containing two syringe-like objects filled with a blue liquid.

"This Quirk enhancer is said to be able to amplify a person's Quirk several times over, though I've never used it myself. It must be quite popular on the market now, especially in war-torn countries like Afghanistan. I wonder how effective it has been for you guys after you got your hands on it?"

A portly, dark-skinned middle-aged man in a floral shirt sneered, "Luckily, we only gave this drug to a small number of people. Although their Quirk were greatly enhanced, their nervous systems suffered fatal damage, turning them into crazed monsters!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he finished speaking, "Our lab was destroyed, all our research data was wiped out. Luckily, our researchers quickly locked them up, preventing them from being harmed. Don't you Dark Shadow have anything to explain?!"

The Werewolf smiled and calmly replied, "Sir, you must have misunderstood something. For items you specifically request, we are only responsible for logistics and ensuring their safe delivery to you. Any side effects are none of our concern."

The Werewolf said slyly, "Moreover, according to our information, your rebels seem to be using airlift to transport these monsters, allowing them to launch massive attacks within government forces' camps and seize back a considerable amount of territory."

"Tch, you can't hide this from you after all." The fat man narrowed his eyes. "Then I'll be blunt. We want the contact information of the person who produces this drug. We've already inquired, and your brokerage fee is double the drug's price. We can't accept that price!"

Another young man with red hair stepped forward, his eyes filled with a savage lust. "It just shows how greedy you Dark Shadow are. Using sex toys as a cover to transport these contraband items is no big deal. Why are your commission fees so high? Just give us the merchants' contact information, and we'll pay you a fee too!"

"So this is what you all think?" The Werewolf shook his head helplessly. "What a short-sighted bunch."

The Werewolf said with a look of disappointment, "No wonder so many people were interested in these products this time. I thought my cherished dolls were finally gaining recognition, but it turns out they're just after the Quirk enhancement drugs."

The red-haired man shouted, "Don't change the subject! Who would be interested in your dolls that you don't even have!"

"As expected, you uninvited people are all ignorant fools," the Werewolf sighed, glancing around at the other audience members who were sitting in their seats, sneering as if they were watching clowns. He then asked with a smile, "My esteemed members, can you tell them what exactly the Dark Shadow is afraid of?"

Everyone smiled without saying a word.

The red-haired man frowned and said, "What are you trying to say? Just tell me!"

An elderly gentleman with white hair, holding a cane, smiled and said, "Young man, I come from Europe, but even we, known for our detective system, know the name of a hero."

"You mean All Might!" The red-haired man's pupils contracted.

"Looks like you're not stupid after all." The old gentleman smiled and sat down again.

After his initial surprise, the red-haired man quickly regained his composure and smiled contemptuously, "No matter how strong All Might, he's still just one person. Do you think he can stop us from smuggling goods every time?"

"Although All Might powerful, he can't reach places beyond his sight." The Werewolf nodded in agreement, then changed the subject, saying, "Do you know how many of our employees have been arrested in Japan?"

He answered his own question, "It's more than the number of people who died in the United States and Europe combined."

"What do you mean by that?" The red-haired man frowned.

Jilan smiled and whispered the same sentence to the Werewolf: "All Might is just one person, but behind him are countless Pro Hero."