Super God: If I punch you, you will die

They all pretended to be themselves, hiding their true selves behind a mask of hypocrisy.

Backstage.

They were being watched closely by Tsunemori Zhu, Seiryu, and Lin Yan; no one's actions could escape their notice.

"Don't worry, we've already laid a trap. Both Ginoza and the Independent Machines are ready. Everything is in place, just waiting for the right moment to strike."

Zheng Lu said in a low voice.

"These people are all wearing projections, how are we supposed to tell which one is a talisman?"

Faced with the confident Seiichiro, Tsunemori Akane didn't doubt his abilities, but rather simply didn't know how to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"This is a masquerade ball."

Zheng Lu explained.

"Actually, everyone is still a little uneasy. As for why they still participate, that's because they all have their own ulterior motives. Think about it, in a social setting, no matter what happens, it won't threaten your life. But here it's completely different. If a conflict occurs, even an inconspicuous fruit knife can lead to a bloodbath."

"That's right, a group of strangers... Anyone with a normal IQ wouldn't do something so foolish."

Lin Yan confirmed this statement.

A concise and to-the-point explanation.

Tsunemori Akane, who had always harbored doubts, nodded in agreement, seemingly understanding why she had taken this action. She gave a fairly sweet smile, though she was still somewhat uneasy in such a tense atmosphere.

"I understand much better now, thank you for your explanation."

"fine."

Lin Yan suddenly noticed the dance floor and pointed to it. There was a person walking out of the dressing room, enveloped in a Talisman projection.

"Our position isn't ideal. If we act rashly, we might endanger others." Zheng Lu tried it out but still felt that the position was very unsuitable. He even regretted not planning more carefully.

"Let me do it."

Chang Shouzhu volunteered.

The "Suppression Execution System Online" was activated, and Tsunemori Akane's controller then smoothly blended into the crowd using her costume device—still a projection of Lemon Candy. She glanced back at Lin Yan, their eyes meeting, instantly filling her with warmth and a sense of security. She turned and walked confidently and naturally toward the dance floor.

ClubExocet's VIP rooms.

His slender eyes exuded a seductive charm, yet he was undeniably a man. Those eyes resembled those of a fox, or perhaps a legendary vampire. His face was deathly pale, his long fingers holding a wine glass, occasionally flashing an arrogant smile. He leaned back on the sofa, arms around two women. Beside him were prostitutes dressed in inappropriate attire. The man's attention wasn't on the various prostitutes; it was as if this service was merely for show.

He turned on the virtual monitor.

Tsk.

"Really...heh..." The man waved his hand, and the prostitute serving him tactfully left. He then dialed a phone number and said lazily, "Mr. Mido?"

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“We’ve probably run into some trouble, Mr. Cui. The Criminal Investigation Department has already come knocking on our door…” The man using that virtual avatar was Midou.

The man with the vampire-like face and slender eyes was Choi Gu-sung.

This Cui Qiucheng is a foreigner.

He is a computer genius, an undisputed one-in-a-million genius, capable of calculating and solving many scientific mechanisms, and has discovered some of the truths hidden behind the Sibylla system, finding its core. He is also a skilled hacker, possessing the technology to create holographic images of the cracking reactions on the exterior of buildings.

It can hack into any critical website and spread disinformation to further incite social unrest.

Like Shogo Makishima, he is interested in this country after the overthrow of the Sibylla system.

"We detected the Dominators' signals; they must have already infiltrated the dance floor among the guests..."

"This was definitely a trap, damn it!"

"I don't want to sit here and wait to die. Getting caught would be really no fun."

"Don't worry, I'll cover you. You can leave through the back door first."

"They must have deployed autonomous vehicles. Escaping won't be so easy. What should we do?"

"Find a way to get to the restroom; I've planted an electromagnetic grenade there."

……

at the same time.

In the center of the dance floor, Talisman removed his intelligence terminal, and Tsunemori Akane, who was lurking nearby, cautiously approached him.

Meanwhile, in order to prevent the situation from escalating further, Lin Yan and Zheng Lu have made preparations for battle at any moment.

Sudden--

The music on the dance floor suddenly stopped.

The piercing alarm echoed in the confined space.

The piercing sound assaulted everyone's eardrums, blurring everything in front of them, and even causing some to gradually lose consciousness.

Everyone in front of me has changed; they are now Talismans.

"What on earth happened? How could this be?"

Tsunemori Akane stared in astonishment at her virtual avatar; Lemon Candy had transformed into Talisman.

"That guy has also hacked into the projection suit and is trying to escape. Use the Dominator to search for the perpetrator immediately."

Zheng Lu shouted loudly, even sounding somewhat embarrassed and angry.

He had never been so humiliated.

"What happened?" Tsunemori Akane and Seiji turned off the projector one after the other, and at this moment Ginoza's voice came through, "Use the Dominator to search."

This plan has clearly fallen through.

Disappointment was evident on everyone's faces; no one remained unusually calm. That person was Lin Yan. His face showed neither disappointment nor surprise; he seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

This time I've met a rather interesting opponent. If I can't properly enjoy the game, what's the point of coming to this world?

Mido obtained the electromagnetic grenade and casually swaggered out of the club's back door. He then destroyed the self-destructing machine with the grenade and left leisurely.

The explosion was deafening.

However, it was impossible for the shockwave to reach Tsunemori Akira and Seiryu. The only one who could sense the shockwave and the sound was Lin Yan.

A wicked smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"It seems they really have escaped. We should leave too. The revolution is not yet complete; comrades must continue our efforts."

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Social setting.

boogiegarden.

All the virtual characters swarmed in, each one like an erupting volcano, brimming with rage, surrounding Spookyboogie.

"What on earth did you do? You've ruined the event like this!" "Who's responsible for our injuries?!" "If apologies were enough, what would we need laws for?" "We strongly demand compensation and an apology." "This is absolutely not over, I'm telling you." "Don't think we're easy to bully. No one's leaving until we get an explanation. That's all I'm saying."

The wall fell and everyone pushed.

The sudden event caused everyone to lose their rationality, especially some die-hard fans, who instantly turned from fans to neutral observers and then to haters, all in one fell swoop.

They really do turn their backs on you.

Spookyboogie was also bewildered by the situation. He really didn't know how to appease these irritable people. He frowned and thought of a solution. It seemed that escape was no longer an option, and he had no choice but to face the challenge head-on.

It's a thankless task.

"Please be quiet, everyone. This search is routine for them and has nothing to do with us... Please be quiet... Let me explain..."

"Don't drag us into this mess; you're the one who caused this trouble."

"Spookyboogie, you're lying through your teeth."

Amidst a multitude of virtual avatars, talisman swaggered out, speaking with extreme sarcasm and a flippant tone.

"You really think you can get away with this? They've already infiltrated the system. Who could do something like this? Of course, it's you, the organizers... Otherwise, who would have such authority? You put on a show of supporting anarchy while colluding with government officials. Do you really think we're fools? Don't forget what you got to where you are today. Without our support, would you have your current status and glory? What you're doing makes you a lackey of the system, despicable."

Every sentence is heart-breaking.

Every word of these remarks was extremely sharp and cutting.

"You still have the nerve to say that? Trying to shift the blame, huh? Didn't you get into trouble with the police, Talisman? You're all in the same boat, yet you still have the nerve to talk about me."

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with spookyboogie. Knowing about it is evidence against you. You betrayed your role. You did things that a social scene manager shouldn't do. ... You're no longer spookyboogie. You don't deserve to appear before everyone as a beloved virtual persona."

"Shut up, you can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth."

"Are you angry and embarrassed? How unsightly."

Spookyboogie felt a chill run down her spine. Talisman's voice seemed different than usual, carrying a sinister undertone. Could this whole charade have been orchestrated, and he was merely a pawn being used? Somewhat unwilling to act rashly, Spookyboogie watched Talisman warily, wary of any unforeseen events.

"The most urgent thing is to make you disappear from your current state and return to your former state, which is the truly perfect you..."

This chilling feeling is like being alone in a mirror on a dark night, and feeling that the person in the mirror is a terrifying stranger.

Imagining the mirror might suddenly shatter while simultaneously imagining a hand reaching out and grabbing your neck creates a disorienting and suffocating feeling. It's an extremely uncomfortable experience.

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"Don't talk nonsense."

Spookyboogie's voice was filled with fear and unease.

He practically fled in panic, escaping from the virtual world to the real world.

Even after removing the virtual reality device, Spookyboogie's face was still filled with panic, and beads of sweat dripped down her face.

In the real world, Spookyboogie's true identity is Akiko Sugawara. She is a recent graduate, and the entire room is filled with the atmosphere of a Victorian-era girl.

"What on earth is going on? Damn it, what is he thinking?"

Akiko Sugawara somewhat panicked and changed the setting of the social scene.

"How dare someone like that step into my social circle? It's outrageous, absolutely outrageous."

"It's no longer necessary."

An inorganic voice suddenly rang out.

Standing behind Akiko Sugawara was a burly man with an expressionless face and wearing multi-functional glasses that carried an intelligence terminal.

He stretched out his hand straight out.

Akiko Sugawara only then came to her senses, realizing that she hadn't noticed the intruder at all.

Have the preventative measures failed? Besides, there's also the Sibylla system.

Akiko Sugawara's first thought was to escape, but the room was cramped, and she couldn't possibly escape at her current speed. Akiko Sugawara's size and explosive power were no match for this man; she would likely be overpowered the moment she made her first move.

But Akiko Sugawara was unwilling to sit idly by and wait for her fate, so the next scene unfolded.

The large, vise-like hand firmly gripped her wrist, and no matter how hard she struggled, it was to no avail.

"You said something wrong, and I'll leave it to you: never set foot in Boogie Garden again. But you no longer have the chance."

With a gentle, forceful pull, the slender neck was easily snapped off.

Akiko Sugawara's face was covered in snot and tears, and her tongue was sticking out long, making her look like she had been unjustly killed.

The stranger hoisted him onto his shoulder and made his way to the living room with practiced ease.

This man was none other than Midou.

The man in the living room, whom I'm too lazy to write down, is Makishima Shogo, wearing a long coat, with an overly handsome face, deep eyes, and a perfect physique.

He was holding a book—George Orwell's *Nineteen Eighty-Four*.

Nineteen Eighty-Four is a political novel written in 1949 by George Orwell, a left-wing writer from a certain country.

In this work, Orwell depicts a suffocatingly terrifying world. In this imagined future society, dictators pursue power as their ultimate goal, humanity is utterly stifled by brute force, freedom is completely stripped away, thought is severely suppressed, and the people's lives are plunged into extreme poverty, with the lives of the lower classes becoming a monotonous and tedious cycle.

This novel, along with Aldous Huxley's Brave New World and Yevgeny Zamyatin's We, is considered one of the three representative works of dystopian fiction.

This novel has been translated into 62 languages ​​and has sold over 30 million copies worldwide, making it one of the most influential English-language novels of the 20th century.

In November 2015, the book was named one of the 20 most influential academic books.