Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

The commander-in-chief looked towards the mobile unit demolition team members not far away and said in a deep voice.

"Start planting the explosives now!"

"This..."

The police officers of the demolition team looked at each other. One of them, who was more quick-witted, coughed lightly a couple of times and gave an eye signal to his companion, pointing towards the TV reporters.

The others understood and ran over to block the camera lens with their hands.

"Pause the filming for a moment."

Immediately afterwards, the head of the mobile unit demolition team suddenly said loudly.

"The commander-in-chief is physically exhausted and has suddenly fainted. I will take over the command of the scene."

"Huh? How dare you, I didn't faint..."

Before the commander-in-chief could finish speaking, several members of the demolition team, in a manner that was more like kidnapping than escorting, directly dragged him away from the scene while he was still shouting.

Watching the commander-in-chief being forcibly taken away, the head of the mobile unit breathed a sigh of relief, spat lightly, and cursed in a low voice.

"He's out of his mind. I'll report to the higher-ups when I get back and replace him immediately. What a moron."

Even the evil spirit that had been bewitching the police superintendent didn't expect that, rather than threatening the safety of "Mask," these police officers of the mobile unit would rather gamble their own future and directly disobey the orders of their superiors.

Just as the evil spirit was at a loss, not knowing what to do, it suddenly felt a gust of cold wind behind it.

It turned its head, and the last thing it saw was a huge mouth with sharp teeth.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Tamamo-no-Mae quickly devoured the evil spirit completely, then transformed back into human form, gracefully wiping the corners of her mouth, and said with slight disappointment as she followed the other three away.

"What a weak fellow. The taste is too bad. It's far inferior to Night Star-kun's milk."

Eight Feet Tall readily nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Boss's milk is simply the most delicious thing in the world."

Menma also echoed: "I think so too."

Hearing the three of them say this, the Slit-Mouthed Woman couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Is it really that delicious?"

"Of course."

Eight Feet Tall patted the Slit-Mouthed Woman on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Little Slit, you should work harder in the future. I will apply to the boss to let him reward you with milk to drink too. You must continue to work hard and don't slack off."

Chapter 366: An Organization Trying to Change the World Line, The Stolen "Eyes"

Meanwhile, in a tall building a hundred meters away, a man wearing a white half-face mask was holding binoculars, observing the situation near the entrance of the white tower.

"Failed..."

Another woman wearing a white half-face mask, with a more slender figure and long black hair, heard this and said indifferently.

"As expected, an evil spirit randomly caught in the Tokyo Reverse World cannot complete our plan... "Mask's" position in Kyoto, even in this time period, cannot be easily shaken."

The woman looked at the table next to her, a strange instrument with a metal base and several glow tubes installed on it, displaying orange numbers. She reconfirmed the numbers displayed on it, then said in a flat tone.

"The world line has not changed at all. "Sump's" assassination of "Kira" has not had any impact on the world line. Is "Kira's" influence on the world line not as important as calculated... Or is "Kira" still alive?"

"I don't know, I only know..."

The young man replied noncommittally, continuing to monitor the area around the entrance of the white tower through his binoculars. Although his voice was very calm, the drop of sweat that slid down his forehead and dripped onto the ground betrayed the tension and fear in his heart at this moment.

"To liberate the future world from that guy... from the terrifying rule of "Mask," this is the only and last way."

"Our mission is extremely important. We must kill "Hundred Eyes" today and seize "Mask's" eyes, otherwise all personnel involved in the operation will be at risk of exposure."

The woman nodded, but her seemingly calm eyes trembled slightly when she heard the names "Mask" and "Hundred Eyes," as if she had heard the names of some evil god.

"But, with "Mask" present, can we really kill "Hundred Eyes"? What are the chances of success..."

"Don't worry."

The young man shook his head and said softly.

"SERN's higher-ups must have arranged a detailed and thorough plan."

"Mask, Hundred Eyes, Sunny Doll, and Bell Princess appear at the same time. We only need to consider our part of the mission, which is for you to restrict Bell Princess's abilities, and I will find an opportunity to kill Hundred Eyes."

"Everyone only knows the part of the plan that they should execute, but when pieced together, it is a complete action plan without any flaws. Someone will restrict "Mask."

......

Twenty minutes later, in a white, dazzling, and almost blindingly empty hall on the top floor of the ivory tower.

"Finally here..."

It was still Sato in his suit, sitting on a white chair, with his hands on the armrests, looking high and mighty.

The hundreds of staff members in the TV station, regardless of gender or age, were now standing stiffly behind him, like the puppets on the spiral staircase, with their heads lowered, looking respectful like servants.

Sato even had his single leg crossed, with his foot stepping on the back of a staff member who was supporting the ground with his elbows and knees, in a position like a human foot cushion.

"Mask, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Yotsuya Miko didn't give Sato a chance to open his mouth and provoke her. Completely ignoring common sense, she didn't start with a few rounds of verbal sparring, but instead gripped Mikazuki Munechika in one hand and said to Sakurajima Mai and Amano Hina beside her before rushing up quickly.

"Bell Princess!"

After this road of battles, Sakurajima Mai and Yotsuya Miko had already cultivated a tacit understanding in battle. When Sato spoke, she had already anticipated what kind of decision Miko would make and had already prepared to activate her psychic ability.

"Dispel the haze, Sunny Doll!"

While Bell Princess was shaking the paper umbrella in her hand, forming bursts of psychic cherry blossom petals in her dance to interfere with Sato's perception, Amano Hina also allowed her Sunny Doll to gather most of her psychic power on Yotsuya Miko's body.

The warm spiritual power, like sunlight, not only made Yotsuya Miko's speed and strength greater, but also temporarily increased her spiritual power intensity.

“Domain Expansion…”

As Yotsuya Miko approached Sato, pupils of various colors appeared in the surrounding area.

“All Seeing.”

While expanding her domain, Yotsuya Miko's golden eyes also turned into a dark green, similar to the Killing Ghoul.

It couldn't exactly be called similar, since the eyeball on Hyakume was originally borrowed from the Killing Ghoul.

At this moment, all traces of spiritual power were undisguised in Yotsuya Miko's vision.

“Hmm?”

After activating the Killing Ghoul's eyeball vision, Yotsuya Miko frowned slightly, looking at Councilor Sato sitting in his seat. The Mikazuki Munechika, which she was about to swing, stopped in mid-air.

“I see…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yotsuya Miko moved even faster than before, instantly appearing in the crowd in front of a middle-aged man wearing glasses and with a numb expression, and unhesitatingly pierced the tip of the Mikazuki Munechika through his brow.

“How could you…”

Looking at the contorted and wriggling face that transformed into the original, ferocious form of the Amanojaku, Yotsuya Miko said calmly.

“Your disguise was a good plan, but unfortunately, you met me.”

Hearing these words and seeing Yotsuya Miko decisively decapitating the Amanojaku, looking so heroic, Sakurajima Mai and Amano Hina exchanged glances, and the two girls had the same thought.

So, it's not just abstraction that's contagious.

Being cool can also be contagious?

After killing the Amanojaku, the surrounding space suddenly began to wriggle, and a ball of light-like object appeared in the place where the Amanojaku had been standing.

“This is…”

Looking at the ball of light that appeared, Yae Hoshi said thoughtfully.

“This should be all the power that the Amanojaku possessing Councilor Sato obtained during this period, and it is also the power that constitutes this White Tower.”

Then, Yae Hoshi chuckled and said.

“Alright, let the Soul True Selves of you three eat it.”

“Eh? Aren’t you going to eat?”

“I didn’t contribute, so I won’t eat.”

Yae Hoshi said with a righteous and selfless look.

“Not only will I not eat, but I will also give you a bonus meal when we go back tonight to reward you.”

Hearing this, Sakurajima Mai, Amano Hina, and Yotsuya Miko's faces all turned red instantly, and Sakurajima Mai muttered in a low voice.

“A… A bonus meal is fine… but let’s make it clear first, not all three of us together…”

“Isn’t this to cultivate your teamwork?”

“That’s still no good!”

… …

After the Soul True Selves of the three members each ate the origin of power representing the White Tower, which Yae Hoshi named “Secret Treasure” based on the settings of a famous game from his previous life, the White Tower returned to its original form as the Kyoto Tower, and the consciousness of those staff members finally regained consciousness.

“Perfect ending.”

Seeing the staff being rescued one after another, and the Kyoto Tower returning to its original appearance, the TV station reporter first breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly ran over with the cameraman when he saw the "Mask" group walking out of the TV tower, holding the microphone forward.

“Mr. 'Mask,' could you spare a few more minutes to do an interview?”

At the same time, in that distant high-rise building, the man holding the telescope, seeing Yae Hoshi and his group walking out of the TV tower, whispered to the young woman beside him.

“It’s time to begin.”

“Mm…”

The young woman's eyes seemed a little complicated, first throwing the world line variation measuring instrument on the ground and smashing it, then exchanging a glance with the young man, the two of them simultaneously took out something that looked like a button from their clothes.

“I hope that when we meet again, it will be on a world line where the plan has succeeded.”

“Yeah, it definitely will be.”

The young man said, while pressing the button in his hand together with the woman, a slight sound of electric current flashed through the minds of the two.

After a few seconds of pause, the eyes of the two people seemed to have suddenly changed, becoming ferocious and twisted, almost no different from the most brutal evil spirits in the Reverse World.

“'Hyakume'…”

“'Suzuhiko-hime'…”

At this time, at the entrance of the Kyoto TV station, facing the host’s invitation, Yae Hoshi pondered slightly, and then smiled and said.

“It’s possible, but please don’t do anything like taking things out of context.”

The host breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile.

“How could we, you are…”

Just as the host was halfway through his words, the leader of the Mobile Unit Explosives Team, who had taken over command of the scene, saw several special operations unit vehicles from the Metropolitan Police Department driving over, followed by dozens of fully armed officers with heavy weapons and firearms jumping out.

“Hmm? Did headquarters send reinforcements? We clearly didn’t request any, and the incident is already over…”

Just as he was about to go forward and ask what was going on, he saw that the dozens of officers dressed as Mobile Unit officers were all raising the firearms in their hands, aiming at “Mask” standing there.

Before those dozens of Mobile Unit officers raised their guns and pulled the trigger, Yae Hoshi had already reacted, instantly conjuring a wide black shield in his left hand, taking two steps forward, and blocking in front of the bursts of gunfire.

However, before the bullets hit the black shield, he felt an inexplicable premonition of danger in his heart, and immediately drew the Onimaru Kunitsuna from his waist.

“Clang!”

A sniper bullet that came from over a hundred meters away, aimed at his temple, was directly blocked by Yae Hoshi with the blade of the Onimaru Kunitsuna, without deviation.

Immediately following, were the sounds of the bullets from those heavy firearms hitting the black shield.

Sakurajima Mai's pupils shrank in shock.

“Ene…”

Before she could say the word enemy, two figures suddenly rushed out from the ranks of the Mobile Unit.

“Kodama!”