Chapter 41: Fujitani Nisuke and "Evil Annihilation"

Under the powerful aura of the A-rank player, the inspectors from the 17th Bureau who had arrived did not rush forward but maintained a relatively safe distance.

In the center of the encirclement, the masked rider known as "Evil Annihilation" stood still, while "Shadow" stood with hands behind his back, shadows ready to follow his command.

Alister could understand the intentions of "Evil Annihilation." If he were in the same position, he would probably do the same.

With the premise of not yielding in an A-rank sequence game, either clarify his identity with the official forces or engage in a fight here to personally reveal his capabilities.

Powerful individuals do not tolerate uncontrollable variables, do they?

As "Evil Annihilation" and "Shadow" remained at a stalemate, a convergence of countless strands of spiritual energy gathered in the far distance, and a freezing sword qi that seemed to split space into two halves appeared in the sky.

"Do not challenge the bottom line of Z-country." Yumikou's attitude was firm.

"Engaging in battle on someone else's doorstep is impolite."

Alister withdrew his gaze from the sky, and with a meaningful agreement, he said, "Indeed."

Fujitani Nisuke crossed his arms and fell silent for a moment.

After another breath, he hummed and seemed to compromise, as his aura began to converge.

One reason was that he considered Z-country's tolerance for outsiders, and the other reason was that he still had a friend waiting for him. He finally dissipated his intention to fight and returned to his normal state.

Then, his figure turned into an afterimage, and "Evil Annihilation" disappeared in an instant, the whirlwind generated by his high-speed movement gradually dissipating.

In the next moment, the oppressive atmosphere that had enveloped the entire scene gradually disappeared, and Alister let out a sigh of relief. He calmly adjusted his breath under the gaze of "Qingxian"...

"A City has really been through a lot. You've worked hard."

Alister made this evaluation and found his previously occupied table at the self-service barbecue restaurant. The waiter hadn't cleared it yet.

Placing the corn on the grill, Alister patiently waited for it to cook to perfection, then sprinkled seasoning on it and ate while waiting for Fujitani Nisuke to finish smoking.

However, fifteen minutes had passed since he left the restaurant, and Fujitani Nisuke still hadn't returned.

"...Where is he?" Considering his terrible sleep condition, Alister took a sip of his drink, stood up, and decided to go check on him.

But one minute later, standing in front of him was...

"Phew~ Now I have a lot of pressure... Huh?"

Fujitani Nisuke, with his left hand in his coat pocket and his right hand holding five cigarettes, exhaled a cloud of melancholic smoke. He curiously looked at Alister, wondering how he got here.

What kind of deadly smoking technique is this... This person from the East is truly terrifying...

"...You should stop now." Alister kindly reminded him.

"I know smoking is bad for health, so you young people shouldn't learn it." Fujitani Nisuke nonchalantly flicked off the ashes. "I... I'm just under too much pressure, sigh..."

Seeing that Fujitani Nisuke was okay, Alister walked towards the sink, taking a step to activate the automatic water source. He calmly looked at himself in the mirror, adding, "Or maybe I should say, you shouldn't learn it."

"Can you tell me what's causing you so much pressure?" Alister asked with concern.

"Sigh..." Fujitani Nisuke looked up at the ceiling, seeming exhausted. "To put it simply, it's the pressure at work..."

"But didn't you resign?" Alister was initially puzzled.

Then, he asked in disbelief, "Could it be that someone is competing with you to become an idol?"

Although the competition in the idol industry is always fierce, but...

"...You could say that." Fujitani Nisuke extended his left hand and scratched his head. "The competition is too intense... it's overwhelming me..."

Seeing that Fujitani Nisuke was fine, Alister sighed helplessly and asked, "What exactly happened? Why is the competition giving you so much pressure?"

"Phew..." Fujitani Nisuke yawned wearily and replied, "To put it simply, I am competing with someone for a specific position..."

"Is it someone from your workplace?" Alister probed further.

Fujitani Nisuke's left hand extended, scratching his head, as he explained, "Not exactly... it's someone I met outside of work... But the problem is, I don't know much about that person's background, and that's what's causing me so much pressure..."

He seemed lost in thought and continued, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't burden you with my problems. It's just that... the competition is really getting to me."

Alister sympathetically looked at Fujitani Nisuke and said, "It's okay. Sometimes it helps to talk about your problems with someone else. Maybe I can offer some advice."

Fujitani Nisuke's left hand reached out, scratching his head. He chuckled and said, "Thanks for the offer, but the situation is quite complicated..."

Alister, adjusting the direction of his cap, turned and walked towards the exit of the restaurant, saying, "I'll leave first then. Take care."

"Goodbye."

Then...

Alister stopped under a billboard, his jet-black hair swaying slightly with the noise. He watched as Fujitani Nisuke walked farther away and mumbled to himself:

"What is your secret, I wonder?"

Only when the traffic light changed again, a stream of cars passed, burying the figure of the traveler from the East in the distance, did Alister calmly withdraw his gaze.

"The most complicated thing about people is the secrets they hold..." Alister thought to himself.

Given his current situation, it wouldn't be wise to expose his identity as a player to test Fujitani Nisuke's reaction and gamble on the possibility that he is not "Evil Annihilation"...

At least until he can confront an A-rank player head-on with his own strength, he must not reveal any weaknesses.

Adjusting the direction of his duckbill cap, Alister continued to walk in the Linggu District, blending into the crowd, hidden in the sea of people.

The world remained bustling, time slowing down imperceptibly, and the sunlight gradually shifted, hinting at the approaching twilight...

The sounds of car traffic, advertisements, footsteps, whistles, and whispers...

Alister walked aimlessly through the streets, surrounded by the countless noisy crowd, until...

"Hmm?"

As he brushed past a man in casual clothes dragging a suitcase, Alister stopped in his tracks, warily looking back at the man who was getting farther away.

"Curiosity killed the cat, but too bad I'm not a cat..."

Alister calmly changed his route and headed towards the corner, disappearing into the depths of an alley where no one was around.

"Shadow."

In the secluded alley, a black trench coat swayed for a moment, then vanished without a trace...

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At the same time, on another public bench.

A black-haired girl with a white baseball cap shifted her gaze from a magazine to look around. She lowered her sunglasses slightly, revealing captivating red eyes that flickered for a moment.

"I'll trust you this time and play as an ordinary player."

Saying so, the girl casually tossed the magazine on the bench. Her slender legs, wrapped in black stockings, were naturally beautiful, almost unbelievably so.

She turned away from the crowd, feeling bored, and followed the man with the casual clothes.

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