Kuroko's Basketball template: the king of slacking off, Shohoku's strongest sixth man.

The movements appeared gentle.

Yet it possesses a natural, effortless power.

"Clap clap clap!"

Three crisp sounds.

Sakuragi, Rukawa, and Miyagi felt their chopsticks being suddenly pushed away by a soft, cotton-like force.

It veered directly off target and landed on the empty baking pan.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Beiji elegantly picked up the piece of beef tongue and put it in his mouth.

"You're stealing bamboo shoots! Lin Bei, you're actually hogging them all!" Sakuragi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Lin Bei wiped his mouth and slowly took out a black card with gold trim from his pocket.

It slammed down on the table with a "thud".

Monetary power, activated.

"Boss lady."

Lin Bei spoke calmly, his voice not loud, but it instantly drowned out the noise of the entire room.

"The menu that red-haired idiot just ordered."

Multiply all by ten.

"I'm buying all the premium meats from this restaurant today."

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire private room fell into a deathly silence that lasted for three seconds.

next second.

"boom!"

"Long live Linbei!!!"

"The God of Wealth has appeared!!!"

"Lin Bei, you are my half-brother!"

The whole team erupted in cheers that seemed to lift the roof off.

Sakuragi Hanamichi was so excited that he jumped onto the chair, grabbed Lin Bei's shoulder, and bounced around.

Although Rukawa Kaede didn't say anything, the speed at which he frantically shoveled rice into his mouth clearly doubled.

Even Takenori Akagi couldn't help but cough twice, and shamelessly pushed the plate forward.

As platters of top-quality Wagyu beef, piled high, were served.

The entire Shohoku team erupted in celebration.

The rich aroma of meat and the high-calorie protein quickly repair their overworked muscle fibers.

Everyone can clearly feel it.

The legs, which had felt like they were filled with lead, were now surging with new strength.

Physical fitness is recovering perfectly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The boisterous sounds of people enjoying their meal lasted for nearly two hours.

Just when everyone was so full they were leaning back in their chairs and burping.

"Dear viewers, we now have a breaking news report on the latest battle of the national competition."

In the corner of the private room, the wall-mounted TV that was playing a boring variety show suddenly switched the screen.

The female host's slightly shocked voice instantly grabbed everyone's attention.

"In another semi-final match that just ended today..."

"Meihou Industrial from Aichi Prefecture brutally crushed their opponent with an incredible 135-60 victory, successfully advancing to the finals!"

The chewing sounds in the private room abruptly stopped.

All eyes were fixed on the television screen.

On the screen, the final moments of the match were being replayed.

The entire restricted area was a mess.

Three defenders collapsed to the floor in pain, clutching their chests and groaning.

And right in the center of the image.

A bald-headed boy, whose size rivals that of a giant bear, is gripping the basketball hoop tightly with both hands.

His terrifying weight and strength actually tore fine cracks into the specially made tempered glass backboard.

The basketball hoop was even stretched so hard that it was severely deformed.

Morishige Hiroshi hung in mid-air, looking back at the camera.

His eyes were innocent, yet they held a suffocating cruelty.

"That's...that's way too much..."

Miyagi Ryota swallowed hard, his chopsticks frozen in mid-air.

Akagi Takenori sat up abruptly, his fists clenching tightly involuntarily, his eyes revealing extreme seriousness.

Even Sakuragi Hanamichi, who had been jumping around just moments before, was now completely silent.

Watching the monster on TV that sent people flying, Sakuragi abandoned his usual frivolity and his breathing became heavy.

He could sense that the pure physical destructive power emanating from his opponent was far beyond anything he had ever encountered from any center before.

The television screen froze on Morishige Hiroshi's innocent face.

The relaxed and cheerful atmosphere in the barbecue restaurant was instantly crushed by an invisible pressure.

The oppressive feeling of the final battle was like a tangible dark cloud.

Following the screen, it silently and firmly gripped the throat of everyone in Xiangbei.

Lin Bei narrowed his dark golden eyes slightly.

Looking at the big guy on the screen, a cold yet fanatical smile curled at the corner of his lips.

The real clash of monsters is finally coming.

The private room was completely silent for a full minute.

On the television screen, Morishige Hiroshi hung on the deformed basketball hoop like a wild beast.

This scene was like a heavy hammer blow, striking hard into the hearts of everyone in Shohoku.

Takenori Akagi stared intently at the screen, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"That level of destructive power..."

Akagi muttered to himself, his voice trembling.

"Even more terrifying than the large and small river fields of Sannoh."

"If it's a head-on confrontation under the basket, I simply can't handle it now!"

He suddenly stood up, his massive body casting a heavy shadow under the light.

"Stop eating!"

Akagi roared, making the teacups on the table tremble.

"Everyone, come back to the basketball gym with me immediately for extra practice!"

"What?!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi, with half a piece of Wagyu beef still in his mouth, protested indistinctly.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Akagi's eyes were bloodshot.

"Only one week left until the national finals!"

"We must intensify our special training to deal with the unreasonable monsters like Meihou Industries!"

Miyagi and Mitsui exchanged a glance. Although they were physically exhausted, the pressure emanating from Morishige Hiroshi was too real.

The two silently put down their chopsticks and prepared to get up.

"There's absolutely no need for that."

A lazy yet absolutely cold voice rang out in the private room, neither too loud nor too soft.

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, his long legs casually crossed.

Holding a toothpick in his hand, he casually picked at his teeth.

"Lin Bei! Don't be so careless!"

Akagi glared at him angrily. "Didn't you see that monster on TV?"

"I think your brain is just full of muscles, you gorilla."

Lin Bei interrupted him without any politeness, slowly stood up, and looked down at everyone.

"There's still a whole week until the finals, what's the point of burying yourself in training now?"

Akagi gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly:

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Mingpeng's inside game crisis is right there!"

Lin Bei chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"If you want to win against Mingpeng, I'll take you to a great place."

Amidst the astonished gazes of the entire team, Lin Bei casually tossed away the toothpick.

He pulled out an extremely heavy black satellite phone and skillfully dialed a number.

"Hello, it's me."

Lin Bei switched directly to fluent and authentic American English, speaking at an extremely fast pace.

"Get the family's private jet ready immediately, set the flight path, and take off tonight."

"Yes, book the best mobile medical team and physiotherapist."

After confirming on the other end of the phone, Lin Bei replied casually.

Destination: Chicago, USA.

clack.

The phone hangs up.

The entire private room fell silent once again.

Sakuragi Hanamichi's chin nearly hit the instep of his foot, and Rukawa Kaede's half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

Mitsui's teacup clattered onto the table, spilling tea all over the floor.

Miyagi stammered, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Chicago...?!"