A group of people traveled through a strange world, and I was the only one who was not a refugee.

After landing, the invisible barrier seemed to have never existed, and it was not activated until he stepped into the gate leading to the depths of the imperial palace.

After taking a quick look around, Akita couldn't help but frown.

The dim light is not the point; the filth here is obviously much more intense than that outside.

I tried it, and although I was able to clean it up, the progress was extremely slow.

If he relies on himself alone, won't he be exhausted to death?

After thinking for a while, Akita Zhen carefully released some of his mental power and started searching with himself as the center.

He soon made a discovery and reunited with the dozen men and women he found.

Except for Akita Makoto, everyone present was an A-level transcendent without exception.

Among them is the guard team’s A-level psychic, who is also the only one at present, named Yae Masaki.

No one had any opinion about Akita's real arrival. He held a gourd that was more bloated than himself and absorbed the foul air.

"Akita-kun, since you are a spiritualist, there is no need for you to equip yourself with tools," said Yae Masaaki.

Akita was a little confused: "Master Yamae, can these tools absorb filth?"

"It's not that simple. If such a tool is really developed, it will be a good thing for psychics."

Yae Masaaki sighed and did not continue explaining.

The answer was quickly revealed.

I saw that the gourd in the hand of an A-level extraordinary person absorbed a certain amount of foul air and "spit" it out again.

And then it was absorbed by the extraordinary person.

Akita Makoto's face twitched slightly.

Except for psychics, the source of power for other extraordinary people is strange power.

Filthy air can also be considered a kind of strange power, but it contains more impurities, and the gourd is obviously a filtering tool.

Actually, it’s nothing, I just thought of what Cheng Zhiyuansi said.

If psychics are garbage collectors, then wouldn't these A-level extraordinary people, who are usually inviolable in the eyes of ordinary people, become garbage eaters?

With a light cough, Akita didn't think any more and started to help.

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Chapter 196: 194. The Little Emperor, He

As time went by, Akita Shin discovered that his team was not the only one cleaning up the filth.

Later he met several other teams of more than a dozen people, and of course he was not the only B-level one.

Many of the unfamiliar faces should not be affiliated with the security forces or the Censorship Bureau, otherwise it would be unlikely that he would not have had any impression of them.

Some extraordinary people have their family crests embroidered or printed on their clothes and accessories.

They are all of considerable age, and should be the leaders of various forces who have known the inside story of the Imperial Palace for a long time.

It had only been a few hours since the filth spread throughout Kyoto, and it would be difficult to completely clean it up.

Fortunately, the barrier of the "Sealed Land" should have been repaired, and we just need to deal with the spread.

As for the filth from the outside world, the concentration is too thin after filtering. The Kyoto authorities should summon low-level spiritualists to deal with it, so they don't need to worry about it.

In this way, a group of B-level and A-level extraordinary people gradually retreated from the periphery of the Imperial Palace to the inside.

The foul air is becoming less and less.

An unknown amount of time had passed before everyone felt a ray of sunlight passing through the dark clouds and falling on them.

"It's dawn, it's over."

“I don’t know whether it is a blessing or misfortune to be born in this era.”

Yae Masaaki said, with some emotion.

As an A-level psychic, he has considerable say even among a group of A-level people.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and echoed one after another.

Akita really didn't care about this kind of commercial hype and kept his eyes straight ahead.

The age-old palace building comes into view.

In the center is a tall tower building.

Overall, it's not spectacular.

After all, the current emperor cannot even be considered a mascot, and his freedom is completely restricted.

But within the entire Kyoto, it should be able to accommodate hundreds of people.

Although the gate leading to the front was tightly closed, Akita Shin discovered that he could enter it through his spiritual vision. Figures hidden in the darkness were walking around in the Imperial Palace from time to time.

Some were dressed in luxurious clothes, while others looked numb. They were the attendants who were responsible for taking care of the daily life of the royal family members...

There is no shortage of food and clothing, and there is no need to worry about the safety of life.

But living in such a dark place forever is indeed miserable.

At this moment, a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

Looking back, I saw that Yae Masaki and the others had ended their conversation at some point.

There was a group of extra people, and they were the S-level bosses.

The head of the Kujo family, Kimiya O, Yamashima Takashi...

In addition to these familiar bosses, there are also S-level ones he has never seen before.

The smell was very...unpleasant.

Akita Makoto's eyelids twitched slightly, and he thought of the biggest possibility: these were S-level members of the underground organization.

"Kid, spying on the Imperial Palace is a serious crime."

Kujo Kazunari withdrew his hand, speaking words of reprimand, but there was no trace of proper respect on his face.

The looks that the others gave Kujo Kazunari were very subtle.

With so many big guys present, Akita Zhen didn't say much. He responded and retreated behind the crowd.

The head of the Jiujo family looked towards the depths of the palace. His pair of blood-red vertical pupils showed no emotion at all, and he spoke slowly:

"Little Emperor, your willfulness has caused many casualties among your people. This farce should end."

As soon as he finished speaking, an angry rebuke suddenly sounded from the depths of the palace, which had been dead silent.

"Kujo Nobuhiro, you are so outrageous that you don't even care about the most basic etiquette?"

"Your Majesty!"

As if they could sense the wrath of the person who was speaking, the surrounding ground, buildings, and plants... began to shake.

The various different sounds mixed together, sounding extremely harsh, but inexplicably awe-inspiring.

Akita Shin narrowed his eyes slightly.

The B-level, A-level, and even S-level transcendents who focused some of their attention on him had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Although the "Emperor" system is unable to fully control the terrifying power sealed deep underground, and the young emperor has only recently ascended the throne, the power he can mobilize is pitifully small.

But looking around, except for a group of S-class people, is there anyone who was not affected by this scolding?

To put it bluntly, if you didn't collapse on the ground out of fear when you entered the Imperial Palace for the first time and faced the Emperor, you were already pretty good.

Akita really had no idea what other people were thinking.

The force just now seemed to have deliberately avoided me?

wrong.

Akita Zhen shook his head in his heart.

This "little emperor" was just targeting everyone.

Just like a wild beast about to face death, it will subconsciously roar to show its authority.

The two had never met before, so there was no reason for them to avoid him.

Probably blocked by the boss...

Without time to think, Akita Makoto and others looked forward.

The little emperor finally showed up.

She was wearing a pure white imperial robe, and her appearance was not as deformed as Akita Makoto had imagined, due to the inbreeding. Her features were very delicate.

There is a pair of light black tentacles on the forehead, which seem to be natural.

She looked at everyone with a strong murderous look on her face.

The inner barrier that sealed the palace was instantly activated because of her appearance.

Female...Emperor?

Akita Shin is not the only extraordinary person who has not seen this little emperor.

It had only been a month or two since the previous emperor was deposed, and most people had never seen him.

But everyone was only surprised for a moment. There have been many female emperors in Japanese history.

"The so-called extraordinary people are nothing but a bunch of rude people."

"When you see your master, why don't you kneel down to greet him?"

After the little emperor finished speaking with a sarcastic look on his face, everyone felt their bodies sink, as if millions of pounds of pressure were pouring down on them.

Akita couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In his perception, everything around him... suddenly came alive!

Although it sounds a bit far-fetched, it is the truth.

The air seemed to be endowed with life, staring at everyone with eyes filled with infinite malice.

Only then did he remember that last night when Cheng Zhiyuanji referred to the little emperor, he used the pronoun "He".

"What an annoying little brat."

"Even your father wouldn't dare to speak to us like this."

A certain S-rank opened his mouth, and the shackles of his strength were removed, and thick black air danced wildly.

One...

The two...

three...

Soon, a total of thirteen S-levels fully released their auras.

Not to mention Akita Shin, even a group of veteran A-level transcendents such as Kujo Kazunari were forced to retreat one after another.

The little emperor's eyes were full of disdain, and he said, "You dare to kill me?"

"I dare not kill you."

"But it would be much easier if we replaced His Majesty the Emperor with a more obedient one."

"Why must we go this far? Human history is already tragic enough."

"Home, country, the world... most of what should be lost has already been lost."

"If you really want to go out for a walk, I can make the decision and agree to it before we lose control."

The head of the Kujo family shook his head and sighed.

Chapter 197: 195. Ending, the daily life of the women