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Chapter 115 Castling, Bishop's Pawn, Information Exchange (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Late at night on July 18, inside a large shopping mall in Tokyo, flames and smoke were billowing out from the interior of a fashion store, dispelling the darkness from all directions.

The Silver Soldiers, like firefighters, were busy running around the store, holding fire extinguishers.

The swirling steam and the bright firelight clashed, creating the illusion of a bloody battle unfolding in an octagonal cage within the cramped shop.

Ji Minghuan leaned against the railing not far away, controlling the silver warriors to put out the fire while looking at Xia Pingzhou's character panel.

A black and white panel was reflected in his pupils.

The current number of demons that can be contracted is 1.

He thought, "Contracting with a demon is quite important because you can only sign a contract, not break it. Once you've signed a contract with a demon, there's no going back."

"The Exorcist Association's textbooks state that the strength of the contracted demon and its compatibility with the Sky Exorcist directly determine an exorcist's ultimate potential."

As her thoughts drifted to this point, Ji Minghuan suddenly recalled the day she used the restraints to probe Su Zimai; several large words were displayed on her ability panel:

[Contracted with the Demon: Refrigerator Demon].

Previously, he didn't find anything strange about the refrigerator demon because he didn't yet have a complete and clear understanding of exorcists.

Now, recalling it again, the infamous name of the Refrigerator Demon caused Xia Pingzhou, the second unit, to twitch slightly on his poker face.

He took a deep breath, almost letting out a series of mocking laughs in the quiet mall, which would have certainly earned him a strange look from Uncle Takikage.

Ji Minghuan recited Buddhist scriptures in her heart, trying hard not to let her brain think about the value of this "refrigerator demon".

He thought to himself, "No wonder she's my little sister; even her taste in choosing demons is unmatched."

Since the first contracted demon could choose such a high-class and sophisticated guy, wouldn't things like the "toilet demon" and the "ashtray demon" also be unable to escape Su Zimai's clutches?

"Demons are hard to find in Tokyo anyway, so there's no need to force them into this auction. With Unit-02's current strength, it's more than enough to beat up the owner of the Refrigerator Demon, so we don't need another contracted demon."

"It would be better to wait until after the auction, when we have plenty of time, to slowly search for a satisfactory demon."

Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan looked up at the silver soldiers who were putting out the fire. The water mist spraying from the red fire extinguishers poured in all directions, and a faint dampness enveloped the air, like a rain shower in a shopping mall.

In a short time, the Silver Soldiers extinguished the fire in the fashion store.

Ji Minghuan put away the Sky Drive and sent all the chess pieces back to the black and white ring.

Then he turned to look at Oda Takikage, who was walking slowly towards him, and said to him, "Thanks, number 4."

"You're welcome, let's go back." Oda Takikage said expressionlessly, raised his hand and pressed on Xia Pingzhou's shoulder, and then the two of them disappeared into the shadows beneath their feet.

Before long, they were back in that familiar café.

Oda Takikage took out his reading glasses from the glasses case on the counter and put them on, as if nothing had happened. He transformed back into the kind-faced old man, though his two-meter-tall giant physique still made him seem somewhat out of place.

Without saying a word, he went into the kitchen, packed the ingredients he had just prepared into a food storage container, and put it in the freezer.

Ji Minghuan rested his hand on the counter and rubbed his throbbing forehead with his other hand, thinking to himself that he really couldn't take this ninja-like movement style a few more times. It was like riding a roller coaster in hell with ten times the difficulty.

If the sensitivity hadn't been lowered, wouldn't I have been scared out of my wits after this trip?

After leaning against the counter for a while, he turned to look out the window.

The streets were quiet and peaceful. A row of girls in kimonos and wooden clogs walked past the glass doors. They chatted and laughed, talking about the fireworks festival that was just around the corner, what clothes they would wear after taking a bath, and which male classmates they would invite to go to the summer festival together.

Suddenly a world away.

"Then... please get some rest early today."

As Oda Takikage spoke, he walked out of the kitchen, his hands behind his back, and gently instructed:
"I should probably head back to the hotel soon. The café won't be open tomorrow; the day after tomorrow, July 20th, is the day the entire troupe will gather; and finally, the auction will officially begin at midnight on the 20th."

He paused for a moment: "Mr. Xia Pingzhou, please take good care of your physical condition and prepare for the start of the operation."

Ji Minghuan looked up to meet his gaze and replied expressionlessly:

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now."

Oda Takikage smiled slightly, nodded to him, then turned off the lights on the first floor one by one, and walked out of the cafe, locking the door before leaving.

Perhaps it's because he's seen this scene too many times, but he's already developed PTSD symptoms. Ji Minghuan inexplicably felt a sense of loneliness, as if he were left alone in a detention cell.

So, in the pitch black, I groped my way up to the attic and sat on the mattress laid out on the floor.

He looked up and saw Ayase Origami on the bed. The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated the sleeping face of the girl in the kimono, and he vaguely remembered that this was not the same as that cold, impersonal prison cell.

Ji Minghuan slowly lay down on the bed, gestured with his fingers, and opened the character panel of the second mech.

[Skyward's Tier 2 Skill: Castling (Instantly swaps the positions of your Cannon Piece and King Piece)]

The prerequisite for releasing this skill is that both a "King" and a "Cannon" must be present on the board at the same time.

【Cooling time: 12 hours.】

"Good stuff... Not only can it protect the king, but it can also let the cannons fire a head-on shot at the enemy." Ji Minghuan loved this kind of insidious and cunning thing the most, and his eyes lit up slightly in the darkness.

Next, he looked at the description of the newly acquired chess game.

In chess, the bishop is also called the elephant. However, the term "elephant" is only used in the local translation, which can easily lead people to misunderstand the bishop in chess as an elephant.

You currently hold one "Bishop" piece.

The Bishop's basic ability: Healing (His scepter can heal the wounds of any creature: whether it is a chess piece, a human, a demon, a magical creature, etc.)
[The Bishop's power: Covenant (Increases the attribute value of a specific piece for a short period of time)]

Gazing at the description of the bishop chess piece, Ji Minghuan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, thinking with great interest, "Now we even have a healer, who can both heal and apply buffs. The second unit will soon become a hexagonal warrior."

He scratched his cheek. "If I accidentally go too far at the auction and beat my little sister senseless, I can use the bishop's chess piece to save her life."

A moment later, he closed the panel that was displayed in front of him. The whole world seemed to quiet down, and all he could hear was the sound of cicadas chirping outside the window. He slowly closed his eyes and then switched his consciousness to the body of the No. 1 machine.

A corner of Tokyo, the Roppongi Grand Hotel.

Gu Wenyu, the first unit, woke up in bed to find himself in a dimly lit hotel room.

Ji Minghuan pondered, "I still haven't seen the group leader. I wonder if he's already in Tokyo, but he hasn't contacted the group members." Then, she took out her phone from beside her pillow and sent a message to Ke Qirui.

[Black Chrysalis: Miss Ke Qirui, I heard that the leader of the White Raven Brigade once invited you to join the brigade. Is that true?]

After sending a message to the lesbian train hero, Ji Minghuan was bored and used her restraints to take some snacks out of the drawer.

He tore open the chocolate bar packaging and ate them one after another, the bedside lamp illuminating his expressionless face.

Not long after, a text message from Ke Qirui arrived with a "ding".

[Ke Qirui: Wow, this is the first time you've contacted me first. What you said is true, it happened two years ago.]

[Black Chrysalis: Have you ever seen the leader of the White Raven Brigade in person?]

[Ke Qirui: No, I haven't met him. He sent someone to see me. He was probably one of their group members, but that member later died at Hongyi's hands. I was shocked when I saw the news report.]

"Died at the hands of Rainbow Wing, the previous number 12?" Ji Minghuan thought to himself.

[Black Chrysalis: You're very lucky. I thought you'd be nipped in the bud by the Phantom Troupe members after you rejected their invitation to join.]

[Ke Qirui: Although the brigade leader is an absolute villain, he surprisingly values ​​talent.]

[Ke Qirui: So the confrontation will officially begin the day after tomorrow. Don't you have any information to share... about the members of the White Raven Brigade?]

[Black Chrysalis: I have crucial information, but you mustn't reveal it to anyone.]

[Ke Qirui: Of course, I'm not the kind of person who acts without thinking.]

"Really? Really?" Ji Minghuan thought to himself, "I just heard that my older brother scolded you for not thinking things through not long ago."

[Black Chrysalis: One of the members of the Phantom Troupe, who likes to wear a mechanical box on his head. His ability allows him to open a door in the wall that leads to places he has been before.]

[Black Chrysalis: The White Raven Brigade knows this member's abilities will ensure their safe escape, which is why they launch surprise attacks around the world. Even if the operation fails, they can simply leave through a door.]

[Black Chrysalis: Therefore, you must strengthen the personnel checks at the auction to ensure that this member cannot infiltrate the event, understand?]

[Ke Qirui: Understood. This underground auction has no fewer than 10 secret venues to choose from, scattered throughout Tokyo. The underworld hasn't confirmed which venue the auction will ultimately be held at, so the member you mentioned hasn't had a chance to make a move yet.]

[Ke Qirui: I will communicate with the core bodyguard team and have them thoroughly check everyone entering the auction venue to prevent the member you mentioned from infiltrating.]

[Black Chrysalis: As for the abilities of the other members, I can't share them with you one by one. It's always good to keep some mystery.]

[Ke Qirui: Although I'm not sure if you're lying to me, even if you are, just considering it as providing us with a possible approach is enough.]

[Black Chrysalis: I have another piece of information. There's a skilled hacker in the group, so it's best if the core bodyguard team's communication and tactical arrangements aren't conducted online.]

As Ji Minghuan typed this, he twitched the corner of his lips, thinking that if the information between him and Ke Qirui was intercepted by the Brigade's Number 8, it would be a good thing, as it would effectively attract the leader's attention.

He also planned to use the black pupa to establish a cooperative relationship with the leader in the future. Using this incident to leave the other party with an unpredictable impression was a good start.

[Ke Qirui: We considered this point, which is why we discussed it offline.]

[Black Chrysalis: So, in conclusion, based on my deduction, even excluding the troupe leader, the White Raven Troupe has at least six near-Cataclysmic level ability users, and what kind of abilities their leader possesses... that's even harder to say.]

[Black Chrysalis: So, Miss Ke, you'd better watch yourselves.]

[Ke Qirui: Thank you for reminding me.]

"Hope everything goes well..."

Ji Minghuan muttered to herself, turned off her phone, and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.

With only one day left until the auction began, he closed his eyes, and soon drifted off to sleep.

　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)