Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“I’m here.”

Hearing the voice coming from the doorway, the SERN members couldn’t help but change their expressions.

When they all turned their heads, they saw Makise Kurisu wearing a white coat… no, Amadeus, standing there quietly.

“You… you actually…”

“Surprised? Professor?”

Amadeus looked at the middle-aged man whose expression had become extremely unsightly, and said indifferently without any expression.

“That's right, you are not the real Professor Leskinen after all.

The reverse side of the world corresponds to the inner world, and I… also possess a heart, so when the condition to enter the reverse side of the world is met, I will become real.”

“What, did you think that it was just a coincidence that you were dragged into the reverse side of the world by evil spirits at this time?”

“This is all Professor Leskinen's plan.

At this moment, I finally understand.”

Upon hearing this, the SERN members present couldn’t help but change their expressions.

In the original plan, as long as there was a possibility of contact with "Mask," Amadeus' program had to be destroyed first to prevent this artificial intelligence, which possessed a large amount of information, from falling into the hands of "Mask" and his group, thereby exposing SERN's plan.

So, when Amadeus entered the reverse side of the world, this kind of thing would happen?

Artificial intelligence, becoming a real person?

“You…”

The middle-aged man's hands were trembling, and he tried his best to appear calm as he issued an order.

“You… as our research project, you must obey our SERN's orders…”

“You don’t understand anything…”

Amadeus slowly approached the SERN members, raised a finger, pointed to her head, and said softly.

“I am that special prototype.

So far, I have the relevant memories of all the spiritual power users you have cultivated, and I occupy the absolute dominant position, can switch at will, and even use all the abilities at the same time, and also master all the information, so…”

Speaking of this, Amadeus, like the member codenamed "Skull," formed a gun made of spiritual power in her hand, aimed it at the group of SERN members in front of her, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

“I… am SERN.”

Upon seeing this, the SERN members hurriedly wanted to use their spiritual abilities, but in the next second, Amadeus softly chanted.

“Domain Expansion.”

A pressure as heavy as a mountain, and a darkness that even Miko Yotsuya could not see through, instantly enveloped the bodies and eyes of every SERN member.

Ten seconds later, Amadeus looked at the corpses all over the ground, her face still without any expression, but a few traces of entanglement appeared in the depths of her eyes.

“Next… what should I do… what is the meaning of my existence… what is it…”

…

The next day, in the afternoon, at the tennis tournament venue.

“Next, the final, between Yagami Light, a second-year student from Tokyo Private Daikoku Gakuen High School, and Yozora, a second-year student from Kyoto Sobu High School.”

Hearing the referee's announcement, Yozora, holding a tennis racket, glanced at Yagami Light beside him and said with a chuckle.

“It’s finally starting.”

“Yes, it’s finally starting.”

Yagami Light also showed a smile, his eyes flashing with excitement.

“If my opponent is you, I will do my best.”

“No problem.”

Yozora replied with a smile.

“See if I don’t beat you to death.”

“This kind of psychological pressure trick won’t work on me.”

“That’s just because of my mercy towards you.

You’ll know later whether it works or not.”

“Then let’s wait and see.”

Miko Yotsuya, Mai Sakurajima, Rio Futaba, and others on the sidelines sighed as they watched the way Yozora and Yagami Light were talking.

“The relationship between these two… is really good…”

“Yes.”

Miko Yotsuya nodded, a hint of jealousy in her golden eyes.

“In terms of mental illness, I’m afraid only Yagami Light can compete with Yozora.

No wonder they can become friends.”

Unlike the small area where the Overload Club members were sitting, most of the spectators in the stands burst into strong boos when they saw Yozora standing on the other side of the tennis court.

“Sobu High will definitely lose!”

“Go, Yagami from Tokyo!”

“Yagami, you must not lose to this guy who has no sportsmanship!”

“Defend the dignity of Tokyo high schools, success or failure depends on this!”

…

Just listening to these words, you can tell who the audience is supporting.

Being in Tokyo is one aspect, but on the other hand, it is indeed because Yozora's image is too bad.

In the three rounds of matches so far, he has used exactly the same method.

Saying that he deliberately hit the ball at his opponent, but he has never touched them, but if you say it wasn't intentional, it always brushed past their bodies every time.

Only one short-haired boy who looked very passionate and inspirational persisted for three balls that almost brushed his cheek before fainting due to excessive tension.

The rest chose to give up their qualifications and admit defeat after the first ball.

What kind of play is this?

Terrible, no sportsmanship!

More importantly, since you can hit so accurately, why don't you hit openly?

We're here to watch the game, not to watch you psychologically ravage others one-sidedly.

There's no entertainment value at all.

“It seems…”

Listening to the voices on the sidelines that were more like booing Yozora than cheering for him, Yagami Light looked at Yozora on the other side of the net and said with a smile.

“I have the home-field advantage.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Yozora raised his racket, pointed in the direction where the Overload Club members were sitting, and said a straightforward sentence that made their faces turn red.

“The people I care about are supporting me, and that’s enough.

As for the barking of those boring and vulgar people, I don’t care at all.”

“Is that so…”

Yagami Light also glanced towards the audience. He originally wanted to say the same thing, but he happened to see his younger sister, Yagami Sayu, stand up and shout in a voice that the entire venue could hear.

"Yagami-niichan, do your best! Don't lose to my older brother!"

Chapter 423: The Tennis Match Concludes, A Mad Scientist Falls Into Distortion

Hearing this, Yagami Light couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Thinking about it carefully, Yagami-niichan and his sister had only met a few times and never spent time alone together. Yet at this moment, his own sister was cheering for the other side...

What kind of Kyoto succubus is this?

Just then, Yagami Light suddenly heard a slightly weak voice from behind him.

"It seems your only supporter is me."

Yagami Light didn't even need to turn around to know who was speaking. He tightened his grip on the tennis racket handle, his expression unchanged, and continued to maintain a smile as he said softly.

"You actually came to this place? Logically speaking, if the enemy knows of your existence in the future timeline, then you, who possess no abilities and are just an ordinary human, would be the most prioritized and easiest target to eliminate."

L, squatting on the bench in the player's rest area, yawned, seemingly unaccustomed to the glaring midday sun, and replied indifferently.

"If that were the case, it would be useless even to hide in the Metropolitan Police Department's headquarters. The fact that they haven't come to assassinate me yet can only be for two reasons: either they don't know my true identity, or... in the future timeline, I am an insignificant person."

"Insignificant, huh..."

Yagami Light muttered these words, a hint of complexity in his eyes. He looked at Yagami-niichan across the court, who was throwing the tennis ball on the ground, gently bouncing it as he prepared to serve, and replied in a low voice.

"You yourself should understand that being insignificant is impossible for you."

"Yes..."

L rested his chin on his hand, with a nonchalant expression.

"But perhaps, this is also one of the enemy's strategies, to make us suspicious of each other."

"I hope so."

Yagami Light and L were both very clear that after SERN arrived in the timeline, such a long time had passed, yet L had not been attacked at all. This was truly abnormal.

After all, compared to Yotsuya Miko and Yagami Light, who had already awakened as spiritual ability users, L, who was just an ordinary person, was clearly an easier target to eliminate, and also played an important assistant role, making him a target of great value.

Even Shinomiya Kaguya was attacked, yet L was unscathed?

This was completely illogical.

Either SERN didn't know of L's existence, or...

L's existence was only beneficial to SERN, not harmful.

As for L saying he might be an insignificant person?

Impossible. With his reasoning abilities, he couldn't be an insignificant person. He must be playing some important role, the only question is... which side's important role is it?

Of course, it might also be because SERN felt that in "Mask's" heart, L was not a very important figure and could not achieve the goal of shattering "Mask's" confidence.

"The match begins!"

Hearing the referee's announcement, Yagami-niichan gripped the tennis ball that bounced up from the ground and looked at Yagami Light standing on the other side of the court. Their eyes met in the air, causing the spectators on the sidelines to hold their breaths.

"It's starting, Light."

"Come on."

Yagami-niichan tossed the tennis ball high into the air, the muscle lines on his forearm becoming very obvious. Unlike the previous matches, he directly used all his strength to swing the racket.

"Bang!!!!"

Hearing this sudden sonic boom, the spectators in the stands were startled. Only the spiritual ability users of the Overload Society could clearly see that at the moment Yagami-niichan's racket hit the tennis ball, even the air vibrated.

When the crowd's gaze turned to Yagami Light on the other end, they found that he was still standing there, just looking down at the racket in his hand, silent.

"Referee."

Yagami Light raised his racket, signaling to the referee.

"My racket is broken. I request a replacement."

The referee, seeing the racket with the broken strings and the pit left in the court after the tennis ball bounced, was dumbfounded and quickly nodded.

"Replace... replace it..."

Yagami Light nodded slightly. As he walked to the rest area to put down his racket, he inadvertently rubbed his right wrist, took out a new racket from his bag, and returned to the court.

"How is it, Light?"

Hearing Yagami-niichan's question, Yagami Light first switched the racket to his left hand, then raised his head. His brown eyes had completely turned scarlet.

"I admit that in the state just now, my power could not receive your serve, and even if an ordinary racket could receive your serve, the strings would break directly."

Yagami-niichan smiled, looked at Yagami Light's scarlet eyes, which were obviously fused with his Soul True Body, and said softly.

"Meaning now, you are confident that you can receive it?"

"How would I know without trying?"

"Alright."

Yagami-niichan readily agreed and even kindly reminded him.

"Here it comes, pay attention to receiving the ball."

Yagami Light gathered all his strength, took a deep breath, gripped the tennis racket tightly, and stared intently at Yagami-niichan as he tossed the tennis ball into the air, preparing to swing, not daring to miss a single detail.

He wasn't able to keep up with Yagami-niichan's ball speed, but rather predicted the direction the ball would bounce after hitting the ground. If he relied solely on his naked eyes to keep up with Yagami-niichan's ball speed, it would be unrealistic.