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"—The one who raised his gun at the Herrscher of Thunder is..."
"sorry."
"Bronya said something stupid."
What came out of her mouth was an unwavering apology.
The girl lowered her head humbly.
Especially when sensing the gaze from the far right, right next to the boy, so blinding it felt as if his entire body was about to be charred by lightning.
Like a needle, like a knife, like lightning...
Its sharpness and piercing edge send chills down your spine.
It's no longer just a possibility or a possibility; the instinctual part of her being is frantically emphasizing the impending end—Bronya's demise.
"Don't worry, it's normal to be curious, and this kind of question isn't really that stupid."
"Even if it's a threat, you're not exactly our true partner, but you're not so lowly as to need to call me and Raiden Mei our master."
Jiang Cheng took a step forward, choosing to stop the conflict that could potentially escalate into a second argument. He subtly shielded the purple gaze from his side, and his empty sleeves flew backward with the movement, leaving only a small piece of tissue at his shoulder supporting the black fabric.
The once healthy boy now emphasizes once again the tragic situation of having only his non-dominant left hand—the remaining part of his right hand is not even enough to support a prosthesis, and it does not even meet the minimum requirements for nerve connection.
The somewhat blinding lightning vanished without a trace in an instant, disappearing into the thick clouds along with its sharpness.
The only remaining atmosphere under the gloomy sky was oppressive and somber, with the occasional faint rumble of thunder.
In an instant, everything seemed to calm down, except for the true source of that gaze, the girl whose palm was now being dug into by sharp nails—Raiden Mei.
"As a radical fighter of Anti-Entropy, you must think you are better than Kiana, who is only three-quarters good. But you haven't considered that the real value of Anti-Entropy lies only in your leader."
"If Otto, as the ruler, hadn't chosen to keep feeding the enemy and sending all his top combat power to their deaths in one fell swoop, he could have easily wiped you all out with a single slap."
"They are the most legitimate and genuine rulers of mankind, the ones who own all the land except the Americas."
"of course."
The slightly oppressive voice returned to calm—and the boy smiled peacefully again.
Having already felt the oppressive force in those words, the girl, who was directly facing that smile, was now practically sweating profusely.
But in the end, he managed to steady his head as much as possible, without trembling and swaying left and right, or curling up again, but instead offered his eyes without hesitation.
That silvery color, along with its meaning and emotions, can be captured in its entirety.
This is not a confrontation or standoff, but simply a plea for mercy, a mere gift; the weak have no room to resist.
Compared to before, Bronya has managed to shed some of her timidity—at least on the surface she's not so fearful anymore, and she's even dared to ask questions.
Subtly cultivate a relationship that is as close to equality as possible, and then eventually refine it into friendship.
Before the boy could feel any relief in his eyes, he turned his head away again.
This is a promise once again—
"As I said before, the current destiny is that the high-end combat force was wiped out in one wave more than ten years ago. As long as you develop according to my plan, none of you will be in danger, and you will be able to defeat Otto in the future. This is an absolute promise that I have made as a prophet."
"Now you can relax a bit. Bronya, you can also talk to your mother Cocolia to make sure you're really in control of your own safety."
In fact, while they were talking, the already short journey had already been completed—Jiang Cheng pointed to the street that had appeared before them, so quiet that even the sound of the wind was clearly audible.
The hustle and bustle of the past has completely disappeared.
In an instant, it felt as if I had entered another world.
The neon lights that once formed a continuous line have vanished without a trace. The overlapping rain curtain that illuminated the overcast sky, and even the lights that were finer than the falling rain, have disappeared without a trace at this moment. Only the occasional flash of lightning overhead remains, and the sky is still covered with dark clouds.
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"Want to go shopping at the mall together?"
Raiden Mei extended an invitation immediately.
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Chapter 45 Jiangcheng, where are you going?
There wasn't much room for refusal.
Jiang Cheng didn't dare to refuse Raiden Mei's request.
Agree—it's the only option.
Besides that, the only thing that can be done is to bring Bronya along as well, to stir up the atmosphere that might be close to a date, and turn it into a matter between the three of them.
A date can't possibly involve three people, especially for the conservative Raiden Mei; no matter what she's thinking, she can't possibly act on it.
Although the result is that Bronya will be met with disdain.
They were disliked even more.
Walking towards the mall, and even inside the now deserted luxury mall with only a few specks of dust on the ground, the girl only dared to stay as close to the boy as possible, but dared not get too close. In short, she used Jiang Cheng's body to cover herself, so that her presence would not be directly seen by Raiden Mei.
Because it's too scary.
Those eyes.
Just being watched seemed to bring back the memory of the severe beating she had received yesterday, and the wounds on her body, which had not yet healed, were throbbing with pain once again.
If it weren't for her frequent experiences as a mercenary, and the fact that even after losing the orphanage she only went to town once a month to buy supplies, and only food and the like, she would never have experienced what a normal girl should have in her life, and she would know nothing about clothes, jewelry and the like.
Bronya might even try to improve Raiden Mei's favor by acting as her servant.
"So many clothes..."
"Bronya had never seen a single one of them before."
This was practically the only thing she could say when faced with the dazzling array of goods in the shopping mall.
Unlike Raiden Mei, who had seen a lot of things, and Jiang Cheng, who at least managed to remain somewhat unsurprised, she genuinely had never seen anything like this before, much less experienced it firsthand.
Everything around her seemed too new and too glamorous. Even though she would be following Cocolia's mother to assassinate high-ranking officials and frequent upscale areas, the girl didn't really pay much attention to it, nor did she have time to observe the surrounding scenery. She was only focused on the heads reflected in the sniper scope.
Not a soldier, not a warrior, and certainly not a tool of her mother's hands, this was indeed the first time that someone named Bronya had come to this place.
The music, which had not yet stopped, continued to flow around us. Its high-pitched, distinctively Western style condensed into a pair of invisible giant hands, pushing us forward from behind and pulling at our gaze, making us inevitably look to the left and right to witness more splendor and extravagance.
Just standing here, just feeling this atmosphere, even though this shopping mall has lost its glory and no longer has bustling crowds, I still feel an inexplicable urge to slam my fist on the table and shout: I'll buy everything here!
And it was only Raiden Mei, the former young lady.
The literal meaning of Changkong City is princess or successor.
After being tormented for a long time and having all her pride and dignity shattered, she still retained the perspective of a former young lady and could remain completely calm and composed.
Because in reality, most of the time, saying "I'll take care of everything here" was just something I said casually when I was in a good mood.
"There's nothing special about this thing. Essentially, it's designed to serve the rich, and the rich serve the powerful. Power is fist... Ah, sorry, sorry, this is not the time to talk about these things." Jiang Cheng swallowed back all his inappropriate complaints.
Facing Raiden Mei's gaze—
That seemingly casual glance as he turned his head.
Previously, the pride of having mastered a portion of the power of the Stigmata and possessing the Divine Key—at least temporarily having the right to use it—was completely swallowed up.
"In short, there are no staff left here now, and no one can survive in the heart of the Great Collapse."
"We'll be staying here for the next while, waiting for Kiana to come to us, so do whatever you want."
Jiang Cheng waved goodbye, announcing the temporary disbandment.
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In these relaxing moments, it would be wonderful to see Bronya and Raiden Mei shopping for clothes together, exchanging ideas about their aesthetics and body types.
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But this seems to be completely useless.
Bronya was indeed quite surprised by this place.
She was merely surprised, at the most superficial level, like a landowner who had only lived in the countryside suddenly entering a big city and feeling a sense of awe upon seeing the bustling traffic and towering skyscrapers.
They weren't ordinary people, nor were they poor, so at most they'd shout a couple of times when they saw them, and then that was it.
No need to be surprised.
There's no need to be shocked.
At most, I'll take a second look at something new.
If it weren't for her indifference and lack of concern, and the fact that she was stripped of most of her emotions during the experiment, Bronya could use her abilities to buy thousands upon thousands of such shopping malls.
Raiden Mei, who should theoretically be more concerned about these things, showed no signs of leaving.
She was still wearing her old-fashioned school uniform, but all her jewelry and cosmetics were gone.
The cool divine outfit she wore before actually disappeared like an electric shock after she deactivated her Herrscher of Thunder form. Now she's wearing a sailor uniform that she's worn for several days straight and doesn't seem to have had time to wash. If it weren't for the fact that she's a Herrscher and her body is very clean, it wouldn't be surprising if she smelled like that now.
Is something like this really tolerable?
Neither men nor women can tolerate being dirty, right?
The only consolation is that at least the girl was actually looking at the clothes, and her current pause can be interpreted as her selecting them.
Jiang Cheng waited a while longer to make sure that those eyes, which might really be electrifying, were fixed on the clothing section before he deliberately and stealthily took a step back—he raised his thigh backward, his toes lightly touching the ground, like a thief in an animated film, tiptoeing.
Run away.
It was indeed an escape.
Choose to leave the space to Bronya and Raiden Mei.
Having already been severely beaten and taught a lesson by herself before, Bronya shouldn't be likely to anger Mei again.
Given Mei's relatively gentle personality, this little duck, who is actually quite perceptive, wouldn't be beaten up for no reason.
Although it was known that deeper communication between them was unlikely, it was enough for the two of them to be in the same space without arguing.
The most important thing is to proceed step by step.
Haste makes waste; nothing should be rushed.
Secondly, I need to pull myself out of it and start gradually escaping the communication circle of the three starter Pokémon.
The best way to deal with the suspension bridge reaction is to wait for it to dissipate naturally, to let the passion fade away with the wind, and it will gradually cool down on its own.
With this in mind, the boy retreated step by step, gradually hiding himself in the shadows around the corner.
slowly.
slowly.
Even more gently...
"--where are you going?"
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Chapter 46 Jiangcheng: Bronya, save my teeth!
Got caught.
This is an undeniable fact.
The sound was so close, so close it felt like it was right next to my ear, so close I could almost feel the hot wind blowing against my earlobe as if it were lifting my side hair.
"I'm going to go and observe what's going on around us. After all, even in Changkong City, we're never truly safe."
His voice remained calm—unless the color in his eyes was being blown about by the wind like real cherry blossoms, swirling and trembling.
"Is it dangerous?"
The sound was soft, yet clearly blew up the ends of her hair.
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