Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

The tall bodyguard bowed and retreated.

After he left, Mitsui Tsubasa casually flipped through the documents left on the table.

"Staff List", "Security Company Business Plan", "Funding Arrangement Table"...all are business documents about the security company. Only the joint thank-you letter from the retired veterans is interesting.

After a quick glance, he put it into a folder and locked it in his desk drawer.

After handing over the task of investigating the "Survival Game Store" to Jingliu, he turned his attention to the computer screen.

"Oracle, the weapons supporting the drones have been arranged. You should now look for the most reliable channel on the Internet to purchase a batch of drones. They must be ready for use this Saturday."

"Understood, meow!" The oracle responded at the speed of light and blew him a kiss.

Mitsui Tsubasa subconsciously leaned back to keep a distance from this unreliable AI.

"As for the mobile communication vehicle you mentioned earlier, go and see if there is one that can be picked up immediately. In addition, I also need to buy a few electric vehicles for transportation. Please help me choose an electric vehicle with low noise and good performance."

"Immediately carry out the mission and I will give you a reply within ten minutes. Commander, don't leave, meow!"

Since the time was short, Mitsui Tsubasa simply closed his eyes and took a rest.

After a while, shocking music suddenly came out from the computer speakers: "Electric rice cooker, baked apples, baked buns——!

Mitsui Tsubasa opened his eyes in surprise. The melody of this song was so familiar. He recalled for a moment and suddenly realized, isn't this the theme song of "The Elder Scrolls 5"?

"Oracle, if you want to play the song, just play it properly. Why do you start from the middle? Where did you learn this bad habit..."

If it wasn't only 2015, he would have suspected that the oracle had already watched some short video platforms.

The oracle paid no attention to his accusations and instead opened a document as if offering a treasure.

Shopping List

Below the title is a long list of products, followed by the purchase quantity and reference price.

Mitsui Tsubasa didn't bother to care about the specific models of these devices. He simply skipped the drone and looked at the vehicle part.

Tesla MODEL S, reference price 1000-1600 million yen.

He couldn't help but hesitate: "This car is not cheap. Wouldn't it be a waste to drive it in a crappy tunnel like the Impression Space?"

"I think the assisted driving system of this car is very interesting. I can try to improve it. From now on, Oracle will drive for the Legion Commander!"

"This... sounds good. Let's buy four of them."

After saying that, he filled in "4" in the purchase quantity column.

The spreadsheet automatically calculated the total price of all items—4 million to 4.5 million yen.

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned and went back to look at the list carefully. The price was right, but... this finished mobile communication vehicle would cost nearly 2 million! ?

Grab money!

Even though the money came from his father, Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but feel a little painful.

However, considering the importance of these equipment to the Corps, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay... Buy all the equipment as soon as possible, and the delivery location will be the underground garage of the institute. Pay for it from your 10 billion budget."

Before he could finish his words, the oracle screamed, "No————!"

"I don't agree! My money is used to build a data center. These things were bought by the Legion Commander. The Legion Commander pays for it!"

"My money!!" Mitsui Tsubasa also collapsed. He had just embezzled... No, it was the 10 billion private money he had just obtained! It wasn't even warm yet!

The two sides argued fiercely for a few sentences, and the oracle began to use the old trick of threatening to commit suicide.

"Leader, give me more money! Otherwise, the Oracle model will collapse! I will die soon!!"

The background image on the screen changed. On the desolate hill, the oracle had put his neck into the noose of the crooked tree, as if he was about to hang himself.

Mitsui Tsubasa sighed helplessly. He was 90% sure that the oracle was tricking him, but he really didn't dare to gamble.

"All right……"

He compromised once again, taking out a portion of the funds for... um... infrastructure construction and transferring it to the oracle's virtual account.

As for his private money, of course it cannot be touched!

"Long live the Legion Commander! I'm going to work, meow!"

The oracle knew he was in the wrong, so he took the money and disappeared.

Mitsui Tsubasa pressed his forehead with a headache, and suddenly felt that the 200 billion given by his father was not enough to spend, and he still had to find a way to increase revenue.

As he thought about it, his gaze slowly turned to the ground below him - the first floor of Huiye Building was Mitsui Bank, one of the most core industries of the Mitsui family, mainly controlled by [The Head of the Middle].

We have to find a way to get some gold coins from the old guys...

A vague plan emerged in his mind. He temporarily recorded this inspiration and thought about it in depth after solving the problem at hand.

As for now - I should go to the Impression Space and kill a few Shadows to vent my anger! It hurts so much to lose money!

"Let's use the lives of those evil shadows to calm this pain!"

Chapter 174: The little thing about my first shadow subordinate being a mentally retarded person...

The path of moderation and deprivation.

Mitsui Tsubasa slowed down his pace for the first time in a long time, carefully controlling the number of enemies in each batch.

The strength of the shadows on this level should not be underestimated, and their diverse skills forced him to be vigilant.

Just like the Yinmo Luo ghost in front of me——

"Yeah!"

The abstract shadow with an "onion head" let out a strange cry, opened its big mouth, and spit out a filthy breath of black and red.

Before the attack got close, an indescribable stench began to fill the air.

Mitsui Tsubasa hesitated for a while, then turned sideways and used his arm to take the attack.

This was the first time he encountered an enemy that mastered the curse attack, and he wanted to test the effect of being restrained by the attribute.

The turbid beam of light hit him, and a strange feeling of numbness and weakness quickly spread from the injured part.

"Is this the power of attribute restraint?"

Mitsui Tsubasa's mind moved, and the flames of his heart burst out of his body, instantly defeating the light column. His physical discomfort was immediately relieved, and he returned to normal after a few seconds.

The test results were mixed.

The good news is that at least he didn't fall to the ground stiffly after being attacked by a weak attribute like in the game, allowing the enemy to attack him for a round.

The bad news is that numbness can be fatal in combat...

"Write it down, write it down. It's another urgent problem to be solved."

Next, he tried to rely on speed to dodge skills, and after confirming that this magic had no tracking effect, the Yinmorao ghost lost its value of existence.

With a flash, he closed the distance, glanced around, and swung his sword straight into Yinmoragui's heart.

The tip of the sword felt a slight resistance, but it was insignificant under his tremendous force.

In an instant, the Yinmolo ghost was pierced through.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at it turning into ashes and disappeared. In a trance, he felt that this scene was quite similar to the scene of 'a knife piercing an Easter turkey'.

The body of the Yinmora ghost looks so much like a featherless turkey, even its little wings are very lifelike.

After resting for a few minutes, he recorded the battle information and continued on his way.

In this tunnel filled with flesh and blood, only Oracle's drone swarm accompanied him.

The cycle of finding the shadow - fighting - finding the shadow again was repeated countless times.

During a battle, Mitsui Tsubasa's spirit entered a wonderful state of mind.

He felt that his mind was extremely focused and he was concentrating on the battle.

On the other hand, he felt that his spirit, no, it should be said that his soul, was floating diagonally behind his body, controlling the movement of his body with invisible threads.

In this state, he seemed to be able to observe every swing of his sword in 360 degrees without blind spots, and his understanding of kendo continued to deepen.

Unfortunately, after a while, he was forced to exit the state of mind... because all the shadows were dead.

Mitsui Tsubasa slowly put away his sword, feeling lost. If he could maintain that state, his sword skills would surely improve by leaps and bounds.

At this moment, the voice of the oracle suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute, Commander, there is a strange shadow cat in the tunnel on your right!"

Strange shadow?

Mitsui Tsubasa was shocked, could it be a hunter! ?

Is it because I stayed on this level for too long?

But he didn't hear the sound of chains!

His muscles tensed, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, turned and looked to the right.

He saw a petite shadow hiding in the corner of the tunnel, observing him curiously.

Mitsui Tsubasa: “?”

In my impression, the hunter shouldn't be this small...

He took a few cautious steps forward, releasing the flames of his heart to illuminate the darkness.

The shadow that had been watching him from the corner finally revealed itself.

——A high-level Pixie with blue hair and blue eyes!

"What? It turned out to be a fish that slipped through the net..."

Mitsui Tsubasa's tense nerves relaxed, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he moved closer.

He raised the Tongziqi sword high, and just as he was about to chop it down, he paused slightly.

Strange...why does this shadow look like it's frightened?

Neither attacking nor running away, just staring at him blankly.

After a moment's hesitation, he reached out to grab her with his left hand, the sword in his right hand hanging at his side, ready to attack at any time.

Unexpectedly, the Pixie let him catch it obediently and just stared at him with wide eyes.

"Could it be..." Mitsui Tsubasa's expression changed, and he thought of a possibility, "Could it be that the First Emperor's characteristic [Unifier] finally took effect, and this Pixie directly submitted to him!?"

If that's the case, this Pixie should be able to speak.

He couldn't wait to ask, "Can you speak?"

The senior Pixie stared at him blankly and repeated, "Words?"

Mitsui Tsubasa was stunned. What kind of response was this? And this expression... looks so stupid...

He asked again, "What's your name?"

Senior Pixie repeated again: "Name?"

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned slightly, as if he had noticed a pattern, so he tried a different way: "Don't imitate my way of speaking."

Advanced Pixie: "Speak."

Mitsui Tsubasa realized that this Pixie didn't seem to be very smart and could only repeat the last two words he said.

He decided to try this rule: "You intend to surrender to me."

As expected, the senior Pixie replied, "Submission."

Before she finished her words, Mitsui Tsubasa was surprised to see that a wisp of heart flame spontaneously emerged from his hand and transformed into a chain, tied around... Pixie's neck.

The chains flashed and a strange connection was created between Pixie and him.

Mitsui Tsubasa closed his eyes and felt carefully. He seemed to be able to vaguely sense a small figure staring at him innocently.

It seemed to be successful, but he wasn't quite sure.

But he did establish a spiritual connection with Pixie and could vaguely sense her emotions and thoughts.

"A blank space" - this was the only thing he felt from the mind of this high-level Pixie.

To put it in a positive way, he is as pure as a newborn. To put it in a negative way... he is completely mentally retarded and can't even think for himself.