Crime Prison Island
Chapter 367 - 170 Oiran Outing_2

Chapter 367: Chapter 170 Oiran Outing_2

Gao Xin shrugged his shoulders. Right, dad and Aunt Yao both had their own complete life memories and personalities.

They followed their own ’pre-death’ routines irrelevant of whether they needed to sleep or not.

Fortunately, there was Silver Hand, otherwise if the subconscious also fell asleep... his entire body would have shut down... directly stopping breathing in his sleep.

Poor Silver Hand, when dad and Aunt Yao clocked out on schedule, he was the one on duty day and night.

No, now there was another one.

"Who is this person?" Gao Xin pointed to the headless figure.

Silver Hand said, "That’s Wei Lan, isn’t it? When your Heart Power filled the whole virtual scene, the subconscious absorbed everything, including the person and the scene."

With that said, as Gao Xin looked again at the headless person, a head suddenly grew out, gradually becoming clear. It was the appearance of Wei Lan.

But as it became clear, the surroundings became blurry.

With a boom, Gao Xin’s head buzzed, and he woke up from bed.

He scratched his head and looked around, the sky was already bright...

Gao Xin got out of bed: "Silver Hand, what happened?"

Silver Hand poked his head out from under the bed: "You probably couldn’t sustain such a large illusion with your Heart Power. If you were to add another imaginary companion, it would be even less sustainable."

"Thank goodness there was only Wei Lan in that scene, otherwise you couldn’t even construct a vague silhouette."

Gao Xin actually knew the reason. The conversation with Silver Hand was essentially self-reflection and quest.

The ’imaginary Wei Lan’, like Silver Hand, had no real memories of their own. They were the fifth personality constructed out of his own understanding, plus the data from the virtual game.

This kind of self-defined subconscious personality, Gao Xin already had one in Silver Hand, and it was hard to support a second.

If he hadn’t received the virtual data, he couldn’t even build a remnant of it.

Unless he had all of Wei Lan’s life memories. But that was impossible. Even another near-death experience wouldn’t do, because Wei Lan wasn’t dead...

"Connecting to the Holy Spirit Information Fragment doesn’t enhance my Heart Power; - it’s actually a burden."

"Even though I have the virtual data of that scene, it’s only recorded in my subconscious and can’t be perfectly presented."

"What comes out is only fragmented and vague."

"It’s like my storage capacity is infinite, but my graphics card configuration isn’t up to it."

Gao Xin pondered. While Heart Power could theoretically be used infinitely, the actual configuration was a different matter.

Enhancing configuration required further refining himself, increasing his understanding and perception of the Great Holy Spirit Dimension.

"Do I need a radical near-death experience..."

"Sigh, if a person is killed, they really die."

Gao Xin lamented. What was called a near-death experience was actually real death.

All physiological characteristics aligned with human cognition of death, and then the body lost its bondage, the soul was to join the Great Holy Spirit.

The key thing was, the body also had to be repaired and transformed, combined with his awakening consciousness, to come back.

Otherwise, no matter how hard he tried to come back, he wouldn’t be able to.

Missing one link, and he would be gone.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Ling Sha was knocking on the door.

"Tai Sui, are you up yet?"

Gao Xin steadied himself, setting aside these concerns, as saving Luo Yan was still the most pressing issue.

He tidied up and opened the door: "Let’s go, time to snatch Oiran!"

...

Today, the gallery street was unusually lively, teeming with people.

Gao Xin temporarily parted with Ling Sha to meet up with Lan Feng and the others.

He retrieved his own Demon Blade, carrying a box on his back, standing in the crowd.

Inside the box was half a ton of Dragon-Elephant anesthetic. According to Wei Lan, in sufficient dosage, it could knock out even Dragon-level beings.

Even for a Quasi-Elephant King, half a ton would mean going down, as Luo Yi was real proof.

However, it was difficult to make such a dignified Elephant Level ingest so much anesthetic to begin with.

Gao Xin didn’t expect to actually use it to knock out an Elephant Level being, but at least it served as a mass attack method, which could be used against the large forces of the Yakuza, as well as Yamaguchi Yoshio, the Tiger-level.

For a Tiger-level, only a very small dosage was required to be extremely effective.

"Why is everyone watching the performance outside? Aren’t you going in?" Gao Xin had been watching the ghostly performances of the Japanese performers in the crowd for a while; the spectacle was eerie and chilling.

Gao Shu, on the other hand, was quite enjoying it: "Don’t be in such a hurry, just consider it a clown show."

Lan Feng chuckled: "Don’t you want to see the Oiran? The Oiran will be making her entrance soon... "

As he spoke, Salah also briefly explained the procession.

It turned out they were waiting for the current Oiran to make her entrance. When she did, the Oiran candidates would also be there, like green leaves setting off flowers.

They would parade through the streets to the main boulevard, and then the guests would enter to appreciate the performances of each candidate on stage. Redeeming sin coupons for bets and rewards, the one who received the most would be the new Oiran, and then she would parade through the streets once again...

Gao Xin nodded and patiently waited.

"The Oiran is departing!"

Finally, after watching a large number of acts and warm-up performances on the street.

A formidable Black Hand Group appeared first, led by a man with a solemn aura and a resounding voice. Gao Xin could see a massive Biological Field around him, comparable in scale to Lan Feng’s, spanning ten meters in radius.

"Is that Suzuki Shougen?" Gao Xin asked.

Lan Feng nodded gravely, without speaking.

Since they were guests, a special area was designated as an observation platform for them.

As for others, they were asked by the Black Hand Group to step aside, clearing a path in the middle of the main thoroughfare.

This was the Yakuza headquarters’ Black Hand Group; even the least among them was truly a wolf, and each and every one wore armor and wielded sharp weapons, not just any ordinary Tiger-level.

They stood on both sides of the road, forming a human wall.

From the direction of the silver tower, at the end of the street, a procession was on its way.

At the very front was the Oiran’s retinue, with male servants holding lanterns on either side, inscribed with the Oiran’s name: "Chizuru."

The Oiran Chizuru was dressed extremely lavishly; her high-waisted hair and delicate makeup quickly caused a stir among the onlookers at the front of the human wall.

As the procession drew closer, Gao Xin also caught sight of the Oiran’s appearance... and had to admit, she was indeed beautiful.

Although she wore excessively lavish makeup, one could still see her natural beauty, and she possessed an air of melancholy and nobility.

Her appearance was innocent and her makeup seductive. This contradictory yet unique sensation was vividly displayed on her person, attracting the gaze of all those she passed.

"She’s so pretty," Gao Shu exclaimed.

Lan Feng said grimly, "How else could she have held her title for so many years? If it goes as expected, she’ll be the Oiran this year as well."

Gao Shu blinked: "That’s not necessarily true, right? Maybe there’ll be someone even more beautiful later on."

Lan Feng shook his head: "The Oiran Chizuru is the sister of Yamaguchi Yoshio... and also the woman of Fujihara Tomohiro. Fujihara Tomohiro wouldn’t let her fall from her position as Oiran."

"Ah?" Gao Xin knew about Yamaguchi Yoshio’s sister but didn’t realize that this Oiran was also Fujihara Tomohiro’s woman...

"He actually accepts his own woman being an Oiran?"

Lan Feng shrugged: "What of it? The Oiran is special; unless she favors you, you can only look but not touch."

"Often after spending countless amounts of money, all you get is to accompany her with wine and conversation."

"So far, the only one to have enjoyed her favor is Fujihara Tomohiro."

"The other guests, the ones who truly have money to play with, are the ’newly made’ ones that follow."

"Those are the so-called Oiran candidates."

Hearing this, Gao Xin immediately looked over.

He saw the Oiran Chizuru, walking in a unique step, moving unbelievably slowly, the procession inching forward as if turtles were crawling.

Following the Oiran were two girls in red, known as kamuro; they were the Oiran’s personal attendants, carrying her private items, all of which were lavish decorations and ornaments.

Next to the Oiran was the shoulder bearer, upon whom she rested one hand.

Behind them came the newly made, these young girls serving as apprentices to the Oiran and also being contenders in this election.

Some had skin as pale and smooth as jade that made one itch to touch it.

Others had voluptuous and alluring figures, stirring endless discussion.

And some had a pure and gentle demeanor, evoking pity in those who saw them.

Gao Xin was dazzled; each one was beautiful and had a unique charm.

He was a bit confused: "Damn it, which one is Luo Yan?"

"I can’t tell them apart!"

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