Honkai Summoning.

"So you mean it's not just ability users who generate fluctuations when activating their abilities, but similar fluctuations are also appearing in certain places?" Su Mo asked. "Is there any connection between the two?"

“This is exactly the matter we were planning to ask Mr. Su for help with,” Lin Susu said.

"Being a detective is too tiring," Su Mo refused outright.

"Mr. Su, please feel free to make any requests you may have. We will fulfill any reasonable requests," Han Jia said.

"I don't have any demands. Look at me, I'm not short of money or girls. As a man, I'm already content with nothing. Being invincible is so lonely," Su Mo said lazily.

Lin Susu and Han Jia were speechless for a moment.

Based on the limited information they had, the person in front of them was indeed not short of money—he was a diamond member of the Global Butler Association, and the annual membership fee alone was a huge sum.

As for whether he lacks female companionship, if someone disappears for a year and then reappears in a beautiful woman's single apartment, do you think he would lack female companionship?

Thinking about it carefully, this guy is a complete winner in life! A social butterfly, he should be dragged out and burned alive.

"Mr. Su, don't you think we should make some contributions to the country?" Han Jia said thoughtfully.

"You can't use me as a laborer, can you?" Su Mo said.

To be honest, Su Mo was quite interested in the sudden disappearance of the Dharma-ending Age and the emergence of new superhumans. However, this didn't mean he would join the Special Operations Bureau in a difficult investigation to uncover the truth behind it all.

He has a ton of problems of his own to deal with, how can he have time to be a Good Samaritan?

"It's not hard labor. Actually, the investigation has made some progress, but it has recently reached a stalemate. I hope Mr. Su can help." The door opened, and Tang Tian, ​​who had been listening outside for a long time, walked in.

"What stalemate?" Su Mo asked.

“If Mr. Su is willing to help, we will provide all the information,” Tang Tian said.

The implication was that if Su Mo wasn't willing to help, then there was no point in discussing it further.

"Alright, still playing the secrets game with me? I'm your Secret Service's most confidential file, aren't I?" Su Mo said irritably. "Take it or leave it. I might be interested if you show it to me, otherwise, goodbye."

Seeing that Su Mo stood up and was about to leave.

Tang Tian frowned and said, "I need to consult with my superiors."

"I'd better do it before I finish this lobster."

Su Mo picked up the chopsticks placed next to the plate and said.

Tang Tian was speechless. He was an elite member of the Special Operations Bureau, so why did he feel like he had become a messenger?

Su Mo ate at a moderate pace, without deliberately speeding up. If he truly had no interest, he would have left long ago; there was no need to create difficulties for Tang Tian to discourage him.

He just let things take their course. If Tang Tian could come back before he finished eating and bring him the information, he might be able to lend a hand.

If they don't come, then that's fine.

The Secret Service was quite efficient back then; I wonder if it's still as efficient after all these years.

If every little thing requires a long meeting, then the Secret Service is doomed.

As he was eating, Su Mo's right hand, which was holding chopsticks, suddenly stopped, and his brows furrowed noticeably.

"Mr. Su, what happened?" Han Jia asked.

"It's nothing." Su Mo put down his chopsticks and stood up. "You should be able to find my address. Give me the information then. I'm leaving now."

“Mr. Su?” Han Jia and Lin Susu immediately stood up.

Didn't we agree to finish eating? Why did you suddenly change your mind? But judging from his words, it seems he agreed to it.

"Whether you agree or not, I'll let you know later. That's all for now, I have to go." Su Mo waved his hand and walked out of the room without paying any more attention.

Perhaps having received prior notice, Su Mo was not stopped as he walked out of the military base; he was even offered a car. After all, it was impossible to hail a taxi here.

Instead of heading towards the city center, Su Mo drove towards a more remote suburb.

After driving for about half an hour, Su Mo stepped on the brake, opened the car door and got out. He first searched the trunk and then looked around the back seat.

"Honestly, at least give me a handgun." Su Mo, having gotten nothing, sat back in the driver's seat and said.

"Mr. Su, what do you want to do?" Tang Tian's somewhat stiff voice came from the car stereo.

“Of course it’s important. That guy’s pistol is with me, so don’t make him write a self-criticism. If I want to take it, you can’t stop me.” Su Mo pulled a pistol from his back waist, took out the magazine and glanced at it.

He swiped this from one of his officers before he left.

As for why he left in such a hurry, and even took a pistol from someone else, the reason is simple—he felt that sense of being stripped of space again.

This means that he may very well be summoned again or enter other worlds in some other way!

The last time was purely accidental, but this time Su Mo will not be unprepared. Who knows what strange world he will enter this time?

In terms of survival, Su Mo doesn't need to worry about anything, but having long-range firearms is a huge advantage for him. If those weapons weren't available in that Black Butler mutant world, things would be completely different.

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help but sigh.

Why are the Secret Service agents so nice? They're bringing us food and clothes. If they were any rude, he could just "steal" their armory.

Instead of just being able to steal a small pistol with eight bullets like we do now.

"Looks like I should head to some of the more chaotic places, at least to get some weapons," Su Mo thought to himself.

"Although I don't know why Mr. Su is in such a hurry to leave, I have prepared the documents. If there's nothing else, Mr. Su can come back now." Tang Tian's voice reached Su Mo's ears.

"Okay, okay." Su Mo replied casually and was about to restart the car.

However, when he reached out, his movement suddenly stopped, as the intense feeling of being ripped away completely overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

In an instant, he almost completely lost his sense of touch and became a "walking skeleton".

"Why is it so fast this time!" A thought flashed through Su Mo's mind.

The last time Su Mo first felt the separation, it took a full three days before he was thrown into another world. But this time, it only took a little over half an hour. Does that mean the next interval will be even shorter?

Or is this a sign that the effect will be enhanced?

"Damn, if this effect is amplified, won't I be stuck outside for the rest of my life—" Before he could finish his sentence, a flood of information rushed into Su Mo's head.

At the same time, Su Mo's body disappeared completely. Unlike last time, this time the car seemed to be affected by an unknown force and was torn to pieces.

"Hmm, the signal disappeared?" Just as he was about to say something, Tang Tian frowned as he looked at the suddenly vanished signal on the screen.

Chapter Sixty-One: You son of a bitch are my Masta?

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Tang Tian turned around and walked out of the room. A few minutes later, a black SUV roared out of the gate and drove towards the place where the signal disappeared.

What does this mean?

Seeing the car torn to shreds and reduced to a pile of scrap metal on the ground, Tang Tian's expression turned grim.

The problem wasn't that Su Mo had messed up the car he lent him—there were tracking devices and monitors in the car, and Tang Tian didn't expect this guy to treat it well.

Instead, he never imagined that a person, without any suitable tools, could tear a modified, sturdy vehicle into a pair of scrap metal in the middle of nowhere.

If it were just smashed or something, Tang Tian wouldn't be surprised. But the extent of the damage to the car was as if it had been shoved into a junkyard's crusher—or even worse.

"So it really is a monster..." Tang Tian murmured to himself, recalling that fleeting glimpse in the file—danger level: top level.

"Fortunately, it's just a matter of danger, not a threat." After observing for a while and finding no useful clues, Tang Tian got back into the car, the headlights casting two beams of light in the darkness, and drove away.

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"Heroic spirits..."

"The Holy Grail..."

"Fuyuki City..."

The Holy Grail War!

A flood of information rushed into his mind the moment Su Mo disappeared from Earth.

Su Mo's expression gradually became strange.

Compared to the previous variant of Black Butler world, Su Mo should be relatively familiar with the world he will be summoned to in the future.

He had watched related anime decades ago.

But why was he inexplicably summoned to this world? And why was so much information suddenly poured into his mind, including information about the so-called "present world" and some survival skills for modern life—meaning that he would appear as a Heroic Spirit, or a "Servant."

Because it was an anime from a long time ago, and it seems that the main body was also a game, as well as various extensions such as novels, it was very complicated. Su Mo could no longer remember the specific plot details.

All I remember is that roughly every sixty years, the spiritual energy in the ley lines of Fuyuki City accumulates to a level sufficient to support the descent of the Holy Grail, at which point the Holy Grail, with its power to grant any wish instantly, will appear in Fuyuki City.

However, only a master and a servant can obtain this power.

Thus, an unwritten covenant was established, in which seven magicians, each leading their summoned Heroic Spirits, would engage in a battle for ownership of the Holy Grail, with the victor ultimately gaining ownership of the Holy Grail—this is the Holy Grail War of Fuyuki City.

In short, this is a story of a group of fourteen people—no, it's a story of a fourteen-person free-for-all.

However, Su Mo also remembered that the so-called heroic spirits were those famous people in history who had already died.

To summon them, one must obtain their possessions from their previous lives.

But Su Mo didn't die at all. Besides, although the battlefield was on Earth, it was a parallel world Earth. Su Mo didn't think he would leave any messy things behind there.

"Is this yet another inexplicable intrusion?"

Recalling the last time, he also replaced a demon and wandered into another world, signing a contract. This time, it's not impossible that he inexplicably wandered into becoming a Heroic Spirit.

"Speaking of heroic spirits..."

A strange smile appeared on Su Mo's face. The reason he watched that anime back then wasn't because someone recommended it to him. It was because of a very interesting-sounding question—"You fucking are my Masta?"

This quote comes from a very powerful man—Li Yunlong! Of course, the real author is the imaginative netizens.

They wondered what it would be like if Li Yunlong, the anti-Japanese war hero, became a spirit of war, and all sorts of wild ideas came to mind. Among them, the classic line, "You son of a bitch, are you my master?" was familiar even to passersby.

"Since I'm wearing what can barely be considered a military uniform, then I guess I'm destined to become Li Yunlong's man—something seems off, but never mind. Haha..." Su Mo's malicious smile became increasingly undisguised.

It sounds complicated, but in reality, from the moment Su Mo felt summoned and the information was infused into him, it was only a moment.

Recovering from that "summoned" state and realizing that he had been summoned to another world, Su Mo didn't even look and blurted out a classic quote.

"You fucking are my Masta!"

"You fucking are my Masta!"

However, the same words rang in his ears as Su Mo spoke them.