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Suddenly, there was a violent heartbeat like an engine.

KING was sitting motionless between the two of them, the raised brim of his hat blocking his eyes, only the scar on his face was barely visible.

"Please sit down... both of you."

In front of the two powerful men, KING still maintained his kingly demeanor and spoke slowly.

Chapter 97 Makima: What is the biggest difference between Kafka and me?

Sweetheart Mask slumped in the chair, almost sweating profusely.

He only felt a chill creeping up his spine, as if he was in an ice cave, and even the sweat on his forehead was turning into ice chips.

Emperor Engine...

Did KING just want to get rid of both him and Atomic Samurai? Or was he sure of it?

...No, if it were any other hero, that wouldn't be possible, but if it were King, I'm afraid he'd be beheaded in an instant, right? What a crazy guy...

Sweetheart Mask took a deep breath and tried hard to make his hands look less shaking.

"Sweetheart Mask, do you have any experience with this kind of mind control method against Kafka?" Bang, known as the "Silver Fang", took the initiative to speak and broke the uneasy atmosphere.

"If there is any, please tell us. We need to be prepared in advance."

Bang's tone was neither humble nor arrogant. As the third-ranked professional hero, he had a gentle personality and his suggestions were always recognized by most heroes.

"Oh, of course, there are weirdos with similar abilities."

As he was about to talk about his experience of defeating the demon-level monster "Nu S" alone, Sweet Mask's self-confidence finally recovered a little, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

"Nu S's whip will cause those it strikes to lose consciousness and become her slave. The effect should be similar to Kafka's," said Sweet Mask. "But Kafka's methods are more diverse. She can brainwash people with just words... This makes her clearly more powerful than Nu S."

"The members of the B-rank hero organization, Fubuki Group, have been captured before, but Nu S's whip didn't work on me. Ultimately, it's a matter of willpower."

Sweetheart Mask had a confident expression: "So I guess if a person's mental strength is strong enough, they can resist Kafka's Word Spirit Technique."

"...Uh, can we only measure Kafka by the abilities of a demon-level monster? It's hard to draw an accurate conclusion."

Child Emperor lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Although Kafka is a human, her danger level is undoubtedly 'Dragon Level'. Conservatively speaking... there are probably not many S-class heroes who can defeat her."

"Considering that they can observe our world... whether they are enemies or friends, we must be prepared to deal with the Word Spirit Technique, so—"

Child Emperor was about to continue when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a baseball bat hitting something.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if that's the case, then I have a solution."

Metal Bat had a puzzled look on his face, wondering why they were making the problem so complicated.

"Kafka is only human after all, right? Then, why not just let Metal Knight or Drive Knight go? As long as she's not insane, there's no need to worry about her being controlled, right?"

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"It's just a little hint to get them to listen to me," Kafka said with a smile. "Xing, you know this best."

"This isn't a good place. Taibu has a long way to go, and it won't do me any good. Let's meet up at the front." Kafka said, then turned and left, leaving only the two Cloud Riders blocking the way.

"Afraid that Kafka would get away, they quickly defeated the two Cloud Riders, knocked them unconscious, and gave chase."

"When they chased her to an open field, they found Kafka waiting for them there."

Kafka was delighted to see them, her smile growing wider. "Welcome, everyone from the train group! You've got me!"

"Is this your plan too?" Xing asked.

"..." Kafka looked at Xing gently, no longer saying anything. But her expression didn't show any panic at all, instead, she seemed relieved that everything was back on track.

"Show your hand, Kafka. Our coming here should be part of your plan," Walter said straight to the point.

"It's not a plan, it's the future. We intervene among countless future possibilities, turning the best into reality. Don't overestimate us, Walter. The Star Core Hunters are also slaves to fate."

"The best future?" Sanyueqi asked in disbelief. "The best future for whom? I don't believe you'd consider others."

"Haha, the whole universe—do you believe it? Of course: for me." Kafka laughed softly.

"It doesn't seem like she's lying... this woman named Kafka."

In the office of Public Security Operations Section 4, Hayakawa Aki threw two sugar cubes into his coffee and was stirring it gently with a spoon.

Across from him, sitting by the window was a young red-haired woman in a white shirt and black trousers, her chin resting on one hand, her gaze fixed on the white puppy running and playing outside the window.

"For the sake of the entire universe, so noble... The universe she mentioned should also include the Earth we live on, right?" Makima's voice was as quiet as the surface of a lake, without a ripple.

"But it wouldn't be surprising if she wanted to blow up the Earth one day, haha."

Makima suddenly laughed dryly and slowly turned her head. She stared at Hayakawa Aki without moving, the rings on her irises like whirlpools on the sea. "Akira, I heard someone in the public security department say... I look a lot like Kafka. What do you think?"

"Uh... I don't think so."

"Appearance? Or temperament?" Makima smiled slightly. "Which one is the biggest difference?"

"It's the eyes." said Hayakawa Aki.

"...That's a very novel answer. Why?" Makima put on a more serious expression.

"Because..." Hayakawa Aki hesitated and found it difficult to continue.

Recalling the look Kafka gave Xing in the light curtain, there was concern, tenderness, and even some care a mother gives her child... In any case, that was a look that only humans could have.

But the way Miss Machima looked at herself, the way she looked at Denci, the way she looked at everyone in the company...

From beginning to end, it was no different than looking at a puppy outside the window.

"Time is running out. Hurry up and act before it's too late."

Kafka urged, like a teacher in an examination room, urging students to answer questions quickly in the short time left.

"They no longer hesitated and immediately formed a formation to surround Kafka. But just as they were about to attack, Kafka pursed her lips and smiled, saying softly, "Finally, you're here."

"She suddenly raised her two submachine guns, and countless bullets poured into the sky."

"But in mid-air, the silver-shining bullet suddenly became abnormally slow."

"With a light tap of her toes, a pink-haired girl descended from the sky like a fairy. Facing the hail of bullets, she casually manipulated the bullet's trajectory as if strolling in the garden, her eyes gleaming with a faint light."

"It's just a trifle. Your every move has long been within the grasp of the Dharma Eyes."

"The moment the two bullets collided behind the girl, time seemed to restart. But until Fu Xuan landed gracefully, the hail of bullets couldn't even touch her clothes."

"Taibu Si, Fu Xuan." The girl's childish voice was tinged with a hint of seriousness. "I am now in charge of the wanted criminal."

Chapter 98 Chu Zihang: Fu Xuan will also be the principal’s time?

Teyvat continent.

"This dress has some Liyue style elements in it."

As Fontaine's leading fashion designer, Qianzhi was carefully observing the clothes of Lord Taibu in the light curtain.

Her long pink hair was tied into a double-ring flying fairy bun, and the four cloud-patterned hairpins on it shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Is the material of this Liuxian skirt brocade? It is woven with gold and silver threads to form a star compass pattern... What a complicated craftsmanship." Qianzhi marveled at this and lamented that the tailoring of the dress was also quite perfect, fitting the girl's figure well and showing the infinite beauty of youth.

The legs under the skirt are slender and straight, like catkins in spring, light and flowing. The white silk lines close to the skin are smooth and elegant, adding a touch of cuteness to the girl.

"Is her top made of armor? How daring! But the design behind her…"

When Qianzhi saw Fu Xuan turned around, she revealed a large expanse of the girl's snow-white skin, with her shoulder blades and waistline faintly visible. The entire piece of armor was connected by only a single purple knot, making her want to cut it...

"What a conservative yet avant-garde design! I wonder which gentleman designed this dress for Miss Fu Xuan." Qi Liangliang, who came to Qianzhi's house to pick up a package of clothes, couldn't help but look at her with envy, "Sister Qianzhi, can you design clothes in this style?"

"Qiliangliang, as a fashion designer, do you expect to hear the answer 'no' from me?" Qianzhi's eyes were stern, and immediately Qiliangliang's two tails stood up in fear.

"I'll go to Liyue later to study their culture and customs. When I return to Fontaine, I'll start designing."

And on the other side is Nata.

In the smoke-loving tribe, Olorun always felt that his grandmother was a little strange today.

In the morning, he went to visit his grandmother with fresh vegetables, but as soon as he reached the door, Oluolun heard his grandmother complaining alone in the house.

"Could it be that the traveler thinks that Fu Xuan is prettier than me? She actually stared at her for a long time without moving..."

"Could it be because of the clothes? An old woman like me can't keep up with the trends of young people? No, that Fu Xuan is also an immortal, and he might even be older than me."

"There are quite a few skilled tailors in the tribe. Do you want me to order a set of Fu Xuan's clothes? Then the traveler might be able to—"

"No, no, that would prove that my Obsidian grandmother is not as attractive as others... No, I won't allow that. I'd better put on some heavy makeup before we meet next time."

Even though they had never met, just based on these few words, Oluoren could imagine the anxious and distressed look on his grandmother's face when she said these words.

But when he knocked on the door, grandma looked completely different.

The arrogant and eccentric Granny Obsidian is back again. With a stern face, she will seriously ask about his recent progress in arcane studies and whether he has made any new friends recently.

Grandma seemed to have not changed at all, still liking to drink and read light novels... Only when he mentioned the two people "Traveler" and "Fu Xuan" would a blush appear on Grandma's face, and then she would show a shy and uneasy expression.

"Why bring up the Traveler? If she wants to see it, let her see it. I'm Granny Obsidian... I've seen a lot of things. How could I possibly care?"

"...Olorun, didn't you hear something?"

murderous look!

A chilling murderous aura instantly emanated from grandma!

As someone who was raised by his grandmother and a descendant of the ancient name of the Smoke Master, Ou Luolun was of course the first to sense that something was wrong.

“Grandma, I didn’t hear anything.” Oluoren pointed to the vegetables and fruits piled in the corner, indicating that he was really just here to deliver food.

"Is it useful to lie in front of grandma? Forget it, forget it, you heard it, but——"

Sitrali suddenly leaned in close, her petite figure emitting a startling aura. "But if you dare spread these words to the travelers, I'll punish you!"

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"Everyone of you from the train group, nice to meet you. No, I should say I've already foreseen meeting you all. I'm one of the Six Celestial Beings, the Grand Diviner, Fu Xuan."

"A friend from afar is here, and we should welcome him with wine. However, the Three Elements of Heaven, Earth, and Man are not in their proper positions, so we can only postpone it for a while. Let's talk business first."

"This flowery talk has completely shut down San Yue Qi's brain."

"Do you understand what she said?" Sanyueqi asked quietly in Xing's ear.

Xingye spread his hands helplessly: "This is the so-called 'showing off one's knowledge'..."

"Ahem! If you have any objections to my way of speaking, feel free to speak up." Fu Xuan crossed her arms, her eyes twitching slightly. She had heard everything the two men were talking about loudly, which was quite embarrassing."

"We are here on General Jingyuan's orders to capture the Star Core Hunter. Thank you, Master Taibu, for your assistance, but we must escort him to the general," Walter said.

"No need. I have the general's proclamation here. Please read it." Fu Xuan handed it to everyone. "Once you have captured the Star Core Hunter, the Taibusi will take over the interrogation."

"I understand, but the general promised to share intelligence with us. We have the right to know every word Kafka says."

“…Huh?” Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then he complained softly, “This guy…could you please stop setting a trap for me—”

"This Master Taibu's speaking style is quite interesting...very similar to the ancient people of your country."

After getting the fat woman next to him drunk, Caesar finally had time to discuss with Chu Zihang what had just happened on the light curtain.

He poured himself a glass of sparkling wine, which glowed chestnut-colored under the flowing light... It was very similar to the pink-haired girl's eyes, which wanted to be serious but couldn't.

"That girl named Fu Xuan, the ability she just used, doesn't it look familiar to you?" Caesar asked.

"Time zero, the principal's ability." Chu Zihang's cold face twitched slightly. He had seen the principal use the Word Spirit when he was in the "Snake of the Courtyard". The effect was almost the same as Fu Xuan's.

...but it was only "almost." Although the bullets were slowed down, and the entire process took only a few seconds, upon closer inspection, there were still slight differences.

"The difference from time zero is that the kinetic energy of the object has been changed," said Chu Zihang.

"Indeed." Caesar recalled the scene of Fu Xuan moving the bullet with his bare hands, as if the bullet in front of her was not a lethal weapon, but some kind of building block toy.

Chapter 99 Hu Tao: How come you can also tell fortunes, guest?

"The principal's Time Zero doesn't change the kinetic energy of objects. Bullets only slow down in the field; if they touch your hand, they'll still penetrate it," Chu Zihang said. "So, when she appeared, she must have displayed two abilities."

"The first is the ability of precognition—what she calls divination. With the eye on her forehead, she must have predicted the trajectory of every bullet."

"Monster." Caesar laughed dumbly. "How can you be a leader with this kind of ability? Can't you just predict the lottery numbers yourself?"

"The second one should be something like a self-defense ability." Chu Zihang ignored Caesar's complaints and continued his analysis seriously: "Being able to move bullets means that in her domain, she can either dissipate the bullet's kinetic energy at will, or withstand it without getting hurt."

"So what I'm saying is, don't be fooled by this girl's pink and tender appearance. She might even be struck by a sword without even a frown."