Dragon Raja: I started out as Erii's older brother

"Comrade Pikachu, don't rush!"

"Revolution is not a dinner party; it's an art! It's all about strategy and timing!!"

"Our first step is to implement a tactic of desensitizing the public!!"

"From now on, you need to act like you've lost interest in all games, preferably with a touch of sadness, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Erii blinked, seemingly processing this challenging performance instruction.

She thought for two seconds, then put down the game console.

She walked straight to the corner of the wall and began to face it. Her small shoulders shrugged slightly, and her back was filled with loneliness.

His acting skills are completely natural.

"My God, you're a born actor!!! You deserve an Oscar!!!"

Su Mo was instantly stunned by Erii's comprehension.

Just as he was about to applaud his outstanding comrade-in-arms, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind.

【etc.】

The plan is in place, but it seems a crucial technical issue has been overlooked.

[That team-binding ceremony involved that dual cultivation manual "taken" from the treasure vault, which we haven't fully studied yet.]

[What if they need some offerings or special passwords? I'd be completely lost on the spot, and then I'd be doomed.]

No, I have to review it again!!!

Thinking of this, Su Mo spoke to Erii first.

"Pikachu, stay like this for now, I'll be right back!!!"

After saying that, he pounced on the bed like a hungry tiger and pulled out the ancient animal-skin scroll from under the pillow.

He now calls this thing the "Technical Guidance Manual".

He carefully opened it, and what greeted him were still those blush-inducing, yet highly artistic, partner yoga poses.

"Wow, the wisdom of the ancients is truly profound."

He critically appreciated it while painstakingly deciphering it word by word with his half-baked knowledge of dragon script.

When he turned to the last page, he froze.

At the very bottom of the page, there is a note marked in small red text.

He was so focused on looking at the pictures that he didn't notice anything amiss.

Su Mo leaned closer, her eyes practically glued to the book, and with the help of the illustrations beside it, she finally managed to understand the meaning through a combination of guesswork and deduction.

[Ritual Amplifier: To ensure the stability of the contract, an item with high-purity dragon aura must be placed at the ritual site as a signal amplifier to connect the host's and target's mental networks.]

A simple line drawing was also included below.

Something shaped like a cross.

There were also several lines of smaller text describing it.

Shape: Cross;

Material: Keel;

Touch: Cool;

Origin: Relics of an ancient king.

[Signal amplifier?]

Upon seeing this, Su Mo's brain instantly went blank.

【Isn't this just a router?!】

So, after all that, this ceremony also needs a router?!?!?!

He looked at the description more carefully.

A cross shape, made of dragon bone material, and a relic of a king...

A scene instantly flashed through Su Mo's mind:

A black cross with an extremely cool, gothic design was used as a phone stand on the table, with a phone playing a new anime on it.

Holy crap!

This taste is absolutely amazing!!

This is absolutely a limited edition from a top-tier designer brand!!!

[And it's an antique! If you took this thing out to sell... cough cough, no, if you used this thing as a router, the signal would be incredibly strong.]

"But where are we going to find such high-end goods?"

Su Mo stroked his chin, lost in thought, muttering to himself.

[A king's relics—something that sounds incredibly valuable—there's no other option but that place.]

[The Treasure Trove of the Snake-Headed Eight Families!!!]

Thinking of this place with the highest accuracy rate, Su Mo's eyes instantly sharpened.

It seems his battle plan needs an urgent update to version 1.5.

Before heading straight to Tokyo Tower, you must first complete a prerequisite quest: a day trip to the Treasure Vault.

He walked confidently to the door, gently opened it a crack, and peeked outside.

In the corridor, two bodyguards in black suits stood there motionless, like two guardian deities.

Su Mo silently closed the door again.

The confidence on his face vanished.

I'm devastated! o(╥﹏╥)o

This is fucking a stealth level on hell difficulty!!

The alert range for these NPCs is ridiculously wide!!!

He's all alone. Let alone entering the treasure vault, he'd probably be beaten to a pulp as soon as he stepped three meters out of the door.

"Help! What should I do?"

Su Mo was so anxious that she kept scratching her head in her room.

Forcing our way in is definitely not an option.

We must outsmart them.

He needs an accomplice, an inside man who is familiar with the situation and can help him turn off the surveillance and open back doors!

A perfect tool!

One... his own Otacon!!!

But who should he turn to?

Su Mo's brain started working frantically, going through everyone he knew in this manor.

Those burly bodyguards? No way, they're all muscle and brains; communicating with them would be too much of a hassle.

[Those timid maids? Even worse. He'd probably scream and call for help the moment he opened his mouth.]

[Those stubborn old elders? They're the final boss. Going after them is tantamount to surrendering yourself, isn't it?]

Suddenly, a figure wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a pale face, looking like he had been playing games all night for seven consecutive days, flashed through his mind.

The young doctor who performed his physical examination!

Su Mo slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"That's him!!! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧"

He remembered clearly how he had talked nonsense back then, saying that the strength of bloodline depended on mood.

Although the doctor didn't say it, his eyes were clearly filled with shock and curiosity, thinking, "Holy crap, there's such a theory!"

This is a scientist with a spirit of exploration!

An intellectual who has transcended vulgar tastes!

Most importantly, Su Mo sensed a familiar aura, a feeling of kindred spirits, from his heavy dark circles and slightly hunched back.

This guy is definitely a hidden otaku!!!

Su Mo has plenty of ways to handle his own kind.

"Eri, my brother's pre-war anxiety has flared up again. His heart is beating so fast; he needs a doctor!"

Su Mo clutched her chest, looking pained, and said to Erii.

Erii stopped facing the wall, ran over, reached out her little hand and touched his forehead, then picked up her phone and started typing.

"Brother, it's time to take your medicine."

"Yes! It's time to take your medicine!!!"

At this moment, Su Mo seemed to be illuminated by the light of justice, and spoke righteously.

"I need to see a doctor and get some medicine right now."

After saying that, he opened the door and shouted at the guard at the door.

"quick--!"

"Take me to a doctor! I feel like my blood is about to run wild! The primal power within me is about to burst forth!"