In a crossover anime, do you believe that a machine spirit can defeat a fake human?

The Thunder Crocodile is not a new variant; on the contrary, it is quite common in areas with long-standing drainage systems.

However, eyewitness accounts are scarce. Often, due to their relatively neutral attitude and photophobia, they stay in the underground world year-round and never come to the surface to hunt.

This crocodile was probably accidentally carried ashore by the water flow when the drainage system was overloaded.

"With the development of information technology in recent years, eyewitness accounts are becoming increasingly common..."

The first half of the video was still quite boring, with AI reading a script, which even made Kasumigaoka, who was ranked first in the grade, feel sleepy.

Chen Jun seems quite unsuitable for teaching.

Kasumigaoka secretly grumbled to himself.

"Based on existing eyewitness reports, their size ranges from 5 meters to 15 meters..."

Kasumigaoka yawned and suddenly thought of a question.

Why is Chen Jun introducing this creature? Could it be...?

Kasumigaoka's heart skipped a beat.

"What follows is a close-up eyewitness report of a crocodile beast, based on my personal experience. It has been artistically edited and edited, and its absolute accuracy cannot be guaranteed."

Of course, nobody in the live chat cared about the last sentence; most of the comments were question marks and various expressions of admiration.

The screen switched from a PowerPoint presentation to a video recording with a clear timer. Compared to the several anticlimactic videos that had previously circulated online, this 'first-person' footage was quite stunning.

The pale, bright headlights shone on the dark green scales, occasionally flashing iridescent colors like leaking gasoline, vividly showcasing the monster in the stormy world.

The scales are not smooth cuticles, but cracked like a dried-up riverbed, with twisting fine hairs and various algae hanging on the spikes of the scales in the crevices.

The yellowish eyes are irregular. After slowing down and image quality restoration in the video, it can be clearly seen that there are eyeballs of different sizes crammed into the eye sockets. Some are yellowish, some are sickly pale, and some are brown.

As you can see, in the areas of skin not covered by scales, there is sewage debris stuck to the skin with a sticky substance, as well as numerous morbid pustules of various sizes.

In the picture, its body is lying sideways, and in terms of head-to-body ratio, it looks a bit like a Ganges crocodile.

Its gaze shifted, sending a chill down the spines of viewers watching the video.

The image is slightly shaky, and you can see the owner driving his motorcycle, which doesn't look like any other model on the market, in the opposite direction and constantly accelerating.

The scene switched to a second-person perspective from the motorcycle and a rear-view perspective, showing the Thunder Crocodile relentlessly chasing after the motorcycle and nearly biting its rear wheel several times.

Half of the head wearing the smart helmet was pressed against the screen, and half of the audio recorded on site consisted of heavy breathing.

"Isn't the sidewalk quite spacious? Drive up there!"

The road is flooded so deep, why don't you drive onto the sidewalk instead of driving so slowly!

Kasumigaoka was so anxious that she completely forgot that this was just a pre-recorded video.

Then, out of curiosity, Kasumigaoka's mother opened the door and peeked inside.

"What are you looking at, little Shiyu?"

"Ah, ah... Chen-kun, no, I'm watching Guitar Knight." Kasumigaoka answered subconsciously, almost letting slip the truth.

"Oh, I see." Kasumigaoka's mother nodded, closed the door again, and didn't disturb her.

Meanwhile, the video continues.

Tens of thousands of spectators watched as the motorcycles repeatedly pulled ahead, only to be overtaken again each time due to slowing down in the deep water.

To be honest, my heart can't handle it.

Especially the amazing second-person perspective and the incredibly realistic sound effects... it really makes you feel like you're right there.

Some people have already given up because they couldn't hold on any longer.

Although the motorcycle driver repeatedly attacked the crocodile with explosives along the way, it had almost no effect...

It's probably not a case of minimal results; at least it looks like it was blown up pretty badly. This crocodile is incredibly resilient.

Just when they all thought the video would continue to chase them until they managed to escape under some circumstances, the two perspectives suddenly turned to face each other.

After drifting through the corner, two car headlights appeared at the end of the road.

'Are there more experts?'

The comments section was flooded with this.

Upon closer inspection, they realized it was a police vehicle.

So it turns out that official agencies really do have something to do.

The two groups of people met up and were then chased together; the scene cuts off there.

"Due to security reasons, the remaining half cannot be shown, but based on the first half of the footage, we can see..."

Guitar Knight was still thinking about his incredibly boring science explanation, but by this time no one was saying anything anymore.

They're still feeling the effects and haven't recovered yet.

"call......"

Kasumigaoka turned off the video, rolled around on the bed a couple of times, and resisted the urge to call Chen Yi.

Typhoon Season: Chapter 152 "The Best Ending"

The guitar rider's video indirectly proves that the government is indeed doing practical things, which is truly commendable.

After all, when Mai Sakurajima was editing the video, she used some minor Photoshop manipulation to reduce the power of the explosion to the size of a firecracker, and no one would really think that such a thing could kill that crocodile.

Naturally, the credit for killing the crocodile beast was returned, and Chen Yi also had some less trouble.

After all, his original intention was just to get some exposure, not to steal credit from others, which would have offended too many people.

They saved face and gave substance; the officials were also quite polite and didn't actually raid their premises.

To reiterate, it's a happy ending for everyone.

...Although in reality, the ending wasn't so perfect.

Without anyone knowing, a text message from an unknown number arrived.

......

A cafe in the central area of ​​Chiba, which is relatively quiet compared to cafes in other areas.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Sugiyama..."

The other party claimed to be a family member of the two police officers, so Chen Yi had no reason not to come.

After all, they were the ones who saved my life.

The sun was shining brightly. It seemed that the last typhoon had cleared away all the surrounding rain clouds at once, leaving the area sunny for two weeks in a row.

"Um... what would Mr. Chen like to drink?" The other person seemed a little reserved.

"I'll treat you," Chen Yi said.

"No, no, no, I'm the one who invited you out, so I should be the one treating." The girl in front of me was very stubborn about this.

"Then... charcoal-roasted coffee it is."

Chen Yi ordered one of his usual drinks.

Well, before coming to this world, he only drank bitter coffee when he needed to work late into the night. After coming here, the bitter taste became the norm.

It seems like it's been a while since I've had a Coke.

Chen Yi let his thoughts wander freely, and the two remained silent without exchanging words.

"Mr. Chen... is very young."

The other party suddenly spoke.

"...around September, I'll probably be in my second year of high school."

Chen Yi snapped out of his daze and replied.

"Oh...so Mr. Chen is still a junior?"

That's why everyone is so sensitive about order and hierarchy.

"Um, should I use a different way of addressing you? Like, Sugiyama...senpai or something?" Chen Yi continued, following her lead.

"Hmm, no need, that sounds weird."

"You're here today, junior, so you must know what I want to talk about, right?" She finally quietly changed to a more intimate form of address and cautiously probed.

"...I roughly know."

After a moment of silence, Chen Yi answered.

Two cups of coffee were served: one was a deep, dark brown, and the other was a milky white foam topped with a grid-like pattern of caramel sauce.

Charcoal-roasted coffee and caramel macchiato.

Compared to charcoal-roasted coffee, the commercial version of caramel macchiato represents the other extreme in flavor.

It's as sweet as sunshine, unlike the heavy flavor of mocha; instead, it's very gentle, like a cloud trapped in a cup.

How could two people with such extreme tastes end up sitting together?

The waiter, who only knew a little about coffee, was pondering as he left.

"...Well, I still want to thank you. My brother's efforts have paid off."

She stared at the grid-like caramel sauce for a while, then spoke again.

"Actually, I should be the one thanking them; they offered to cover my retreat..."

Chen Yi could not bear such a heavy burden of gratitude.

She was clearly a relative of the deceased.

"Well, that's not how it is."

There was no sadness on her face, only a faint regret.

“My brother became a policeman... because he was there to protect other people’s lives, just like a hero. In fact, I should feel gratified to see that my brother’s efforts have saved many people.”

She gently picked up the seasoning spoon and slowly stirred it, the caramel sauce mixing with the white cream foam to form a vortex.

"So, I want to thank you. The black box in the car recorded some of the events... I also have some understanding of what happened."

"At least you successfully delivered that coordinate to the Titans."

She opened the small bag beside her, which contained two small boxes, each holding a silver medal.

"..."

"Well, actually, I was also thinking of asking him today... if we should go see him?"

“I will,” Chen Yi replied.

......

"Does the junior smoke regularly?"

Ms. Sugiyama looked at the pack of super expensive cigarettes with Chinese characters printed on it that she had specially gone out of her way to buy at the convenience store, and couldn't help but ask.

"I don't smoke."

Chen Yi answered.

Even after two lifetimes, I still can't get used to this pungent smell.

"Then what is this?"

She pointed to the red box in Chen Yi's hand.

"Yes, the first time we met, your brother offered me a cigarette."

Bringing a small gift along the way is only a small consolation, since it's unclear whether the other person will like it.

Chen Yi, who doesn't smoke, only recognized this brand. In his previous life in China, it was the kind of brand that made people feel quite prestigious.

The cemetery is in a very quiet place, surrounded by tall broad-leaved trees, giving off a cool and refreshing feeling.

"These are the bodies of people who died in the line of duty."

Ms. Sugiyama mentioned it casually.

"...Very great."