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A young man is enjoying a vacation at the Far Moon Resort with his online girlfriend whom he met in person.

"Um... Asuna, aren't the rooms here a bit too expensive? How about we leave tomorrow after we're done playing..."

"Kirito-kun, what are you saying? The psychological trauma vacation that the school gave us is almost over. We should have some fun before going back to school."

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Chapter 71 The Journey to Salvation.

Sitting on the train heading from Tokyo towards Nagoya, you can see the azure coastline along the way.

Kazuma looked at the distant coastline and closed his eyes slightly, feeling a little tired. However, a few seconds later, he suddenly turned his head excitedly to look at Kerry sitting next to him.

"Kerry, wouldn't you say we're saving the world?"

"Ok?"

Kerry, who was pondering things, turned to look at Kazuma.

"Think about it, if what that thing says is true, and if that policy is implemented next year and the whole world is attacked, then what we're doing is saving the world, isn't it?"

Kerry paused for a moment after hearing Kazuma's words, then shook his head slightly.

“We’re just getting rid of that priest so he won’t get angry when he finds out his men have been killed, or go into hiding. And it’s very likely he’s already found out.”

As he spoke, Kerry pulled out a phone that looked like a custom model, belonging to Eizan Etsuya, and focused his gaze on the chat box labeled "Mr. Chikai".

There is a passage where Kurisu reports, in the voice of Eizan Ezuya, that something happened, but nothing serious.

However, the other party has not replied for a long time.

Then Kerry looked at Kazuma.

"Getting rid of him is just a precaution, but to really solve this problem, we have to get rid of one of the two things."

Hearing Kerry's answer, He Zhen didn't say anything more, because he clearly understood what Kerry meant by the two options: either they would find a way to eliminate those ocean cities that might or might not even exist, or there was an even simpler method: to influence policy and stop the emissions.

This might sound like all they need to do is spread the information they know, but it's not that simple. Some public opinions cannot influence the actions of public authorities.

Just like those residents living near US military bases, who often stage protests demanding that Americans get out, but when it comes to the interviews reported by the media, all the interviewees are excitedly saying in front of the screen that they feel so safe with Americans protecting them! And they are tall and handsome.

However, sometimes, because it is women who say such things, people can't tell whether they are scoundrels found by the media or geniuses.

Kazuma's most convenient idea was to assume that there were high-ranking Japanese officials who knew about the supernatural events while remaining hidden, and then let them know this.

However, He Zhen misunderstood. What Kerry meant by "solution" was actually: kill whoever advocates doing this, until no one dares to advocate it anymore.

Moreover, there are still many doubts about this matter. For example, modern marine exploration technology is not comparable to that of earlier years. If there really is an underwater city, would it really go undetected? There are also questions about the perspective of these half-fish people.

But none of this affected Kazuma's enthusiasm; it seemed that just because of this slight change in mindset, Kazuma suddenly became motivated.

"If it's true, then this trip of ours will be a journey to save the world."

Although Kazuma and Kazuma were both speaking in low voices, and they deliberately used vague words to replace some key parts, it did not stop the driver, who knew some of the details, from breaking out in a cold sweat after hearing just a few words.

What...what did I do? Please, please stop talking. I don't want to know. I'll definitely take a day off after today to spend a few good days with my wife, kids, and parents.

A few hours later, late at night, Kerry and Kazuma arrived at the Far Moon Resort.

Although it was night, the place was still brightly lit.

This was not a time for student culinary training, and unlike during training programs, no one from catering companies across the country was invited to come and taste the food. Instead, it was open to the public as a high-end resort facility with cuisine as its main selling point.

It must be said that the scale here is also very large. And unlike the Totsuki Academy, which focuses on retro style, although a large number of buildings here use retro and distressed styles, they are more about design and luxury. It can satisfy the needs of some guests who come to play just to take pictures, as well as those who really come to enjoy themselves.

Different styles of cuisine are offered in different buildings.

Moreover, even at night, many buildings have their lights on, proving that they are open all night.

After being led through the door, Kerry and Kazuma arrived at a spacious courtyard, and then walked to the guest accommodation building. They were even given two separate residences. Kerry remembered seeing this when he walked over before; even resorts had buildings with rooms connected one after another, just like normal hotels.

The waiter bowed and left a respectful message.

"Guests, please feel free to press the bell if you need anything. As instructed by the commander-in-chief, your itinerary has not been disclosed to anyone else, so I will be in charge of coordinating with you. Please forgive me if I have neglected you due to my rest."

"The Commander-in-Chief is taking a rest now. If you two need anything, we can leave a message for him on your behalf. Welcome to the Far Moon Resort!"

After everyone left, Kerry and Kazuma got back together.

"How about we grab some late-night snacks?"

Kazuma raised an eyebrow.

"Speaking of which, everyone working here must be at least a graduate of Totsuki Academy, right? If the students' food is so delicious, wouldn't the graduates be able to make people fly?"

"So you were just excited about the salvation journey, weren't you? How come you're only thinking about eating now that you've arrived?"

"It's alright. Anyway, according to what that kid Ruishan said, the other party is a human, right? So they can't just live in the water like before. If we're going to investigate, we'll definitely go to the places where the lights are still on."

As they talked, the two began to walk toward a restaurant.

However, as they walked, their pace slowed down more and more.

In the end, Kerry and Kazuma stopped abruptly.

Kazuma swallowed hard, then looked at Kerry hesitantly.

"Should we...should we go any further?"

Kerry also frowned, somewhat unsure of what to do.

"Our preparations may indeed be insufficient."

There is no doubt that there is only one reason why the two of them stopped.

That's the taste, it's like seared salmon topped with butter and tartar sauce to them.

And the worst part is that the flavor doesn't come from any one individual, but from the place itself.

The smell dissipates quickly, especially the smell from living things. For example, a freshly baked egg roll may have an extremely strong smell, but if you put the egg roll in water or leave some crumbs on the road, it will quickly dissipate.

But at this moment, for Kerry and Kazuma, this place was like a pile of egg roll crumbs.

Kerry and Kazuma had only smelled this in one place before: the cave where the ghouls lived.

Even in empty rooms without ghouls, there was a faint smell, like a snake finding an empty rat hole. Even if there were no rats there, just by flicking its tongue in the air, it could tell just how many rats had been active there before.

72

Chapter Seventy-Two: Not a Priest.

There were so many activity traces that the floor was soaked with their smell.

However, when the smell is too strong, it can also induce a sense of fear.

Humans are not afraid of food, but the situation is not so simple. Just as humans are not afraid of braised pork, a large group of adult, powerful wild boars may not be.

The feeling that there was a huge amount of food in this place made Kazuma start sweating.

Moreover, upon closer examination, it becomes clear that these ideas make quite sense here. Firstly, the increasingly advanced technology means that traditional fishing villages suitable for these kinds of things are becoming increasingly rare. If they don't want to return to the sea but instead stay in human cities to carry out their plans, and they still need a source of food, then a well-located place with a consistently low population density, but with no shortage of food and opportunities to meet high-ranking individuals, is undoubtedly a good choice.

They discarded the caregiver's white coat, which was too conspicuous at night, and took out a small-caliber pistol they had obtained from Totsuki Security and loaded it with bullets.

They began to search into the darkness.

In the spring night, the chirping of insects is not yet loud, but the sounds of birds flying around are incessant.

As a resort facility, you can see the buildings still lit up in the distance just by looking up. However, even though they are not far apart, the woodland still gives people a sense of being isolated from the world.

No need to search specifically, just look for a water source.

Soon the two discovered a stream.

The stream appears to originate outside the resort, but simply flows through the middle of it.

The stream is no more than 20 meters wide; you can reach the other side simply by crossing the arched bridge with flowers hanging above it.

The sound of the stream flowing through the arched bridge could be heard, and the two stopped not far from the stream.

"I think since there are so many monsters, they must need to eat. They're probably rummaging through the kitchen waste bins here, right? And they can't be active during the day. We just need to stay by the water source and wait."

Kazuma tells Kerry about the plan he has in mind.

"Good strategy, but I'd like to make some modifications."

"What needs to be changed?" Kazuma asked, somewhat puzzled.

"We'll tell hellish jokes while we wait."

"What the hell..."

……

"Do you know why Batman wears a mask to conceal his identity, but still shows his chin?"

"puff!"

Kazuma couldn't hold back from the very beginning; he figured out the outcome himself without Kerry even having to throw out the results.

"Why are Japanese people often very disappointed after going to Paris?"

Kerry continued speaking.

"I know about the Paris syndrome. Many people think it's a romantic city, but in fact it's an old city where people urinate and defecate everywhere."

Kazuma answered in a low voice.

"No, it's because they found that Paris was full of farm tools that weren't tied up."

"Cough cough cough! Stop talking, or I'll burst out laughing and give myself away."

He Zhen couldn't take it anymore and waved his hands repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"Do you know which Japanese emperor's reign meant that the people of the capital no longer had to go hungry? It was Emperor MacAsahi..."

Kerry and Zhen's hushed conversation abruptly stopped as they both noticed a light shining from a distance.

The light flickered slightly, as if the user's hand was not in a convenient position, causing the light to fall up and down.

The two immediately bent down and looked through the grass at the source of the flickering light.

There were several people.

He was carrying things in his hands, and as the other person approached, Kerry caught a whiff of fragrance.