Fighting you is like being in jail.

Forgery needs a certain atmosphere; only with the right atmosphere can it have a soul.

It can't be made in a flash; that's just an emergency measure.

Real counterfeiting requires a sense of ritual; stamping machines, inkjet printers, and engraving plates are all essential!

Only things created in this way can possess soul and atmosphere, and only then can you feel a sense of accomplishment when you spend them.

At this moment, Leng Chang stood in the finished product area, his eyes gleaming as he meticulously examined the Japanese yen he had created.

As his fingers traced the yen note, feeling its firm yet light texture, he relaxed his brow with pleasure.

"Hmm! This batch of goods is of good quality, there's definitely no problem. We'll rush into the bank later, then we won't be short of money."

He nodded in satisfaction, tossed aside the yen in his hand, turned and walked to the wooden table, picked up the teacup, sat leisurely on the wooden chair, and grinned crookedly.

As the only God, it's impossible for anyone to detect if he's fabricating something.

And... now I don't have to do it myself.

"As long as this hideout... oops! This base isn't seen by outsiders, there won't be any problems! Hehehehe!"

He took a small sip of tea from the white teacup, his relaxed lips curving into a slight smile, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he watched the ever-increasing yen.

At that moment, the warehouse door was pushed open.

Leng Chang, who was in the basement, narrowed his eyes and immediately disappeared from the wooden chair when he heard the sound of the door opening above him.

At the warehouse gate.

The moment Madoka Kaname pushed open the door, she saw Leng Chang standing there with a sharp glint in his eyes, and a fierce aura rushed towards her.

"Leng Chang, I'm here!"

She ignored Leng Chang's fierceness and instead smiled happily, waving and greeting him.

"Welcome, welcome! I thought some clueless person had come looking for something..."

Leng Chang realized that they were his own people, and immediately lowered his guard, smiling slightly.

When those black eyes stopped on Madoka Kaname and Mika Akemi behind Homura Akemi, a hint of surprise flashed across them.

They quickly and warmly greeted him.

"Oh my, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Hello, Brother Leng Chang. I was planning to go see her, but I didn't see her. I just happened to run into Xiao Yuan and Xiao Yan." Mo Meixiang greeted Leng Chang politely, feeling much more relaxed.

At that moment, Homura Akemi's eyes flashed with a sharp light. She took a few steps to stand in front of Leng Chang, looked up at him, and asked in a serious, low voice:

"Where's the stuff?"

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Chapter Sixty-One: Leng Chang, My Superman!

"This batch of goods is good, it's in the basement. Use it freely, you can see it just by going down. Take a lot, don't worry about running out," Leng Chang said in a low voice, after all, it's better not to let people with a conscience know about this.

Although Homura Akemi has a conscience, she is also someone who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals, so she doesn't feel any pressure at all.

"Okay, I got it," Homura Akemi replied, looking on with a hint of anticipation.

"Xiaoyuan, Momi, wait for me a moment, I'm going to get something. I'll be right there."

"Okay~!"

"Ok!"

Kaname Madoka and Mamika responded, standing obediently in place without causing any trouble.

Soon, Akemi Yan returned, beaming with joy.

Her red-rimmed glasses couldn't hide her joy as she walked a few steps to Madoka Kaname and handed her a black box.

He said excitedly:

"it is good!"

Kaname Madoka took the suitcase with a chuckle and casually tossed it into the space beside her. After the space rippled, the suitcase disappeared.

She quietly leaned close to Homura Akemi's face and whispered, "How much is it?"

Upon hearing this, Homura Akemi frowned and pondered for a moment, then replied uncertainly, "I'm not sure, but it's probably around fifty million? The boxes are full, but it's enough."

"Wow! So many!" Madoka Kaname's eyes lit up, and she grinned happily.

Then Homura Akemi took out a thick envelope filled with money, about three million yen.

She walked up to Mami and placed the envelope in Mami's hand.

"this is yours."

"Eh?

Momi was taken aback and looked down.

Upon seeing the unbelievably thick stack of Japanese yen inside, his pupils contracted, and he hurriedly shook his head in alarm.

"No, I can't accept it! I still have money! Brother Leng Chang gave me a lot yesterday."

She said nervously, her eyes wide with certainty and utmost seriousness. How could a good girl like Mami accept money from Homura Akemi?

"Then I'll hold this for you for now. Just ask me for it when you need it." Homura Akemi understood Mami's situation and didn't refuse, instead putting the envelope away. Looking at Mami, her purple eyes were filled with concern, treating her completely like a child.

Seeing that it was about time, Kaname Madoka raised her fist and shouted happily.

"Let's go find Poch! First, we'll buy her a guitar, then we'll go to Starry to rest! Yay!"

“Mm.” Homura Akemi nodded.

In the chat group.

Madoka Kaname: Pokemon-chan! Here we come!

Goto Ichiri: Eh?! So fast! I'll go get Mom to get ready!

Madoka Kaname: No, no, no, let's go buy a guitar first.

Goto Ichiri: Guitar! Me, me, me, I'm coming right now!

Kitahara Iori: Hmm? A party? How could I be left out!

Black and White Hill: Auntie! Damn it! I'm here! Woohoo!

Leng Chang: Come quick, the event funds have arrived!

Kitahara Iori: How many?

Leng Chang: It's already automated, producing at least ten million units per hour!

Kitahara Iori: Yoshi! I'm fucking here! I never imagined such a dazzling day would come!

Black and White Hill: As expected of the creator! So powerful! You did things we couldn't do so easily! Give me a position?

Leng Chang: No matter how much you brag, I will never give it to you.

Black Hill: Tch, stingy.

Madoka Kaname: Isn't this a bit bad? What if we get caught? We don't care about ourselves, but please don't let Pochi get into trouble.

Leng Chang: Don't worry! My ability to forge things is the best in the world!

Homura Akemi: You're the only one who could use the power of the One True God to create fakes...

Goto Ichiri: W-really, won't there be any problems?

Leng Chang: Don't worry! Even if they're discovered, they'll have to be strong. If all else fails, I can just come over and erase the discoverer's memories. Hehehehe

Black and White Hill: Heh! Heh! Heh!

Goto Ichiri: How...how scary!

Homura Akemi: Okay, where shall we meet?

Goto Ichiri: I've already left, I'll be there soon!

Homura Akemi: I'll come pick you up.

Musical instrument store.

When Homura Akemi appeared instantly, leading Ichiri Goto by the hand.

Goto Ichiri was so terrified that his facial features flew off his face, and he even lay on the ground convulsing and melting.

"Hey! Pokemon has melted!" Leng Chang exclaimed in shock as he stared down at Goto Ichiri on the ground.

"Wow! Pochi! Stop melting!" Madoka Kaname stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her golden eyes filled with astonishment.

"You're suffering from social anxiety, aren't you?" Kitahara Iori nodded firmly, her gaze involuntarily turning to Leng Chang.

“I think she was scared…” Leng Chang looked at Homura Akemi subtly, as if full of reproach.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not that fast... probably?"

Homura Akemi coughed awkwardly, her hand loosely clenched to her mouth, but her purple eyes darted away, avoiding Leng Chang's gaze.

At this moment, Goto Ichiri shakily got up and stood at the entrance of the music store, trembling all over.

"B-Everyone, don't worry. I-I was just thinking about how to get into the music store... That's it! As long as I act like a rock musician, the staff will instantly understand! That's it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood at the front door and frantically shook her hair.

Her long pink hair swayed up and down instantly, and her body shook rhythmically with the movement.

Suddenly, some inexplicable music seemed to be playing around Goto Ichiri, making a "boom boom boom" sound.

"..."

"...

This abstract scene plunged everyone present into silence.

For a moment, Madoka Kaname, Mamika, and Homura Akemi were at a loss, standing there and could only watch Ichiri Goto go crazy.

"Homura, what do you want to do?" Madoka Kaname asked softly, her lips twitching, her eyes filled with a confused and uncertain look.

"Sigh... I don't know either..." Homura Akemi sighed and shook her head, rubbing her temples in bewilderment.

"Is this really okay? I think her eyes have lost their sparkle!" Mami gave an awkward, worried laugh, looking helplessly at Goto Ichiri.

But it doesn't matter!

In the blink of an eye, a fashionable aura burst forth from them, their pelvis tilted forward as they basked in the sunlight, clenching their fists and taking a resolute step toward Goto Ichiri.

"It's time to show others what rock and roll is all about!"

"Hee-! I'm so thirsty!"

"Quack! Let's rock and roll!"

"Oh yeah—!"

next second.

The two stood on either side of Goto Ichiri, shaking their heads in unison with her rhythm, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of stand-up comedy and death rock.

The entire street was filled with an abstract atmosphere at that moment.

This was to prevent Goto Ichiri from being embarrassed alone, and everyone stepped forward to help.

Leng Chang, my Superman!

In an instant, Madoka Kaname understood everything. Moved and excited, she watched the scene unfold, her golden eyes shining with a light of emotion.

It's just... I don't know why the awkwardness shifted to me.

“…”

"..."

Madoka Kaname, Homura Akemi, and Mamika fell into a deathly silence, all turning their heads away and looking down, not daring to look at Leng Chang and the other two.

It's so embarrassing.

What a shame!