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Chapter 120 - 101: The Two of Rainbow Wings, The Leader’s Gift (Third Update Asking for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 120: Chapter 101: The Two of Rainbow Wings, The Leader’s Gift (Third Update Asking for Monthly Votes)

Inside the brightly lit coffee shop, the fan slowly turns, brushing against Xia Pingzhou’s side face, lifting the fringe of his black hair.

One or two passersby paused on the street, seemingly wanting to knock on the glass door, but upon seeing a "Close" sign hanging on the door, they regretfully turned and left.

"How did the last No. 12 of the group die?"

Ji Minghuan asked while scooping coffee with a spoon, looking up at the few group members by the table.

Andrew, holding a cigarette, took a deep drag, shrugged, and said: "That kid had bad luck, met Rainbow Wings during vacation, and got taken out... We weren’t there at the time, no one could save him."

Ji Minghuan thought for a moment, and said regretfully: "Rainbow Wings members are all disaster-level monsters, there’s really nothing you can do when you run into them."

"Just saying, the last No. 12 had bad luck." Andrew said.

Ji Minghuan took a sip of coffee with sugar, casually asked:

"Speaking of which... do any of you know specifically about the members of Rainbow Wings?"

Lan Duoduo draped her arms over the back of the chair, looked up at the TV, and said nonchalantly:

"The hacker knows. He found out two members’ identities from Rainbow Wings. He said that Rainbow Wings’ No. 12 seems to be India’s ’Mechanical Soul Bodhisattva’ — Ajaya; No. 10 is UK’s ’Gothic Puppet’, the name is a bit long, called Esther something, I forgot."

Mechanical Soul Bodhisattva, Gothic Puppet...

Ji Minghuan made a mental note of these two disaster-level codes silently — no doubt one of them was the murderer who killed Gu Wenyu’s family’s mother.

Inside the coffee shop, a television set hanging under the ceiling was broadcasting a news report from Tokyo News Channel:

It was about the superpower user "Black Cocoon" from China, who repelled the "Winged Man" at Tokyo Tower the night before last, helping "Sakurabu" save the hostages.

Ji Minghuan was drawn in by the broadcast, silently looked up at the dark, mummy-like figure.

Bloodline saw "Black Cocoon" on TV, immediately lowered her crimson eyes and set her glass down. She said:

"Seeing someone who looks like a bug really is a turn-off, not in the mood to drink at all."

She paused for a moment, a teasing curve appeared at the corner of her mouth: "But our little kitty makes people happy." Saying so, she glanced at Xia Pingzhou with a side-eye.

Ji Minghuan couldn’t be bothered to pay her any mind, he just mentally rolled his eyes at her.

He always felt that being treated like the group’s pet, Bloodline played a crucial role. All because this woman found him resembling her dream lover whom she sought for a hundred years, thus liking him subconsciously.

In the end, in front of Ayase Origami, she called him "little kitty", leading to the ongoing situation.

Perhaps out of conflict with Bloodline, Ayase Origami didn’t want to see him following Bloodline.

The young crime family girl was rather childish in this area, matching her age — a childlike thought of "whatever the person I dislike wants, I absolutely cannot yield it to them". So she might not necessarily regard Xia Pingzhou as a cat, but rather didn’t want Bloodline to be happy.

Speaking of which, Ji Minghuan really couldn’t fathom whether the relationship between these two was good or bad.

However, given Ayase Origami’s lack of common sense as a crime family girl, she might not have a clear boundary between "hate" and "like", more likely between "kill" and "can’t kill".

"My cat..." Ayase Origami closed the haiku anthology, "You’re not allowed to look."

"Cats are raised for people to look at." Bloodline laughed.

"How nice... I also want to be the kitty for the two young ladies." Andrew raised his eyebrows and said wistfully.

Lan Duoduo scratched her blue hair on her forehead, glanced sideways at him: "You’re obviously a stallion in heat everywhere, what relation could you have with a kitty?"

"Add one."

Ayase Origami didn’t lift her head, forming text in mid-air with a napkin.

Lan Duoduo propped her chin, watching "Black Cocoon" painting while sitting on the railing of the exhibition stage on TV.

She raised an eyebrow and said: "Oh right... The hacker told me: a couple of days ago, his leader chatted with him over the phone about this guy called ’Black Cocoon.’"

"The leader?"

Bloodline tilted her head, a trace of surprise flashed in her crimson eyes, "The leader is interested in such small characters?"

Lan Duoduo nodded: "Yeah, the hacker said the leader is interested in ’Black Cocoon,’ wants to recruit him into the group, but hasn’t found Black Cocoon’s contact information yet."

She thought for a while: "Maybe they see potential in this Bandage Monster’s ability, it seems he can suppress other people’s superpowers, if this ability can be utilized properly, many tricky opponents will turn into stray dogs... But thinking from another angle, if this Bandage Monster stands on the opposite side, traps you superpower users, you might as well sit and wait for death?"

Haha, my restraint belt can suppress more than just superpowers; it works well on other system abilities too.

Ji Minghuan added in his mind.

"As if he has the chance," Bloodline said dismissively.

"Low-tier," Ayase Origami glanced at "Black Cocoon," her voice devoid of emotion in evaluation.

Andrew sighed and said: "Are you kidding, Lan Duoduo? The most crucial part is that we’ve filled up, adding such a weirdo would damage our image!"

He paused: "Members should at least be handsome uncles like me, next in line are newcomers like this pretty boy."

While saying this, Andrew patted Xia Pingzhou’s shoulder, examined his handsome face, "Don’t you agree, No. 12?"

Ji Minghuan took a sip of coffee, silently saying nothing.

"It’s okay, adding one more member doesn’t make a difference anyway, and who’s to say... the newbie might just die off at the auction in a few days," Lan Duoduo said with a sly smile.

"That’s not funny."

Ji Minghuan looked up from his cup and said calmly.

He thought to himself, having lost a second machine, and then bringing in a first machine to the troupe, isn’t it still me, what’s the difference?

"With me here, the kitten won’t die," Ayase Origami said.

If it weren’t for the crowd, Ji Minghuan would’ve started meowing.

At that moment, Oda Takashige, carrying a large bag of groceries, suddenly emerged from the shadows behind Lan Duoduo.

He turned and stepped into the kitchen connected to the café. Everyone in the troupe was used to this scene, showing no particular expression, each chatting about their own topics.

Looking up at the TV, the news anchor broadcasted a picture, with Black Cocoon using a cartoon illustration to promote the positive image of China’s Mutant "Swallowing Silver" to the Japanese public.

For a while, "Swallowing Silver" climbed up the hot searches on Japan’s version of TikTok and Twitter, staying there for a whole day and night before starting to lose traction.

"Oh, right... a year ago, in Hong Kong, Andrew and I clashed with this Swallowing Silver rodent," Lan Duoduo mentioned.

"Swallowing Silver seems to be... Dragon level?" Ji Minghuan murmured.

Lan Duoduo tilted her head indifferently and said, "That’s what the association’s website says, but I feel there’s some marketing fluff. This guy might at most be worth a powerful Ogre level, right?"

"So who won in the end?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously, "You, or Swallowing Silver?"

Lan Duoduo frowned, feeling looked down upon. She coldly "ha"-ed and said:

"Is that even a question, he was beaten to his knees by my giant snowman. Hong Kong is my turf."

"Then why didn’t you kill him?" Bloodline sipped red wine and raised an eyebrow curiously, "He’s still lively and bouncing around now."

"Because at the time, Blue Arc showed up." Andrew took a sip of wine, "We just had to run. Oh dear, we nearly couldn’t escape... that guy sure is fast! Luckily, I had a sudden inspiration and shot down a few high-altitude platforms under construction. Blue Arc didn’t stick around with us but went to save people, otherwise, who knows how it would’ve ended."

"Blue Arc..." Ji Minghuan feigned casualness, "I’ve never met him."

"Pretty much ready to eat, get the table ready." Oda Takashige’s voice came from the kitchen.

Andrew extinguished his cigarette, grinned, "Alright, alright, I’m starving. It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted No.4’s cooking, last time was in Italy when raiding a military supply ship."

"But I’ve almost drunk my fill of wine, you all eat, I’ll head out first." Bloodline smiled gently, put down his wine glass, got up from the table, and left, the wind chimes on the door still clanging.

"Hey newbie, do me a favor and call the hacker upstairs." Lan Duoduo played with her phone, not lifting her head, and tapped Xia Pingzhou’s shoulder.

"Okay."

Ji Minghuan casually replied, got up from the table, and made his way up the spiral staircase.

On the loft, he saw the hacker sitting on the window sill, playing with his phone. Moonlight fell, brushing over the boy’s yet youthful face.

"Newbie, the captain asked me to give you a gift." The hacker suddenly said.

"What gift?"

"Do you have a phone?" The hacker smirked, looking up at Ji Minghuan.

"Here." Ji Minghuan tossed the phone to the hacker casually, as if there was nothing important inside. He had prepared for possible surveillance from the start, and now he wouldn’t leave any traces on the phone, ever.

Especially after knowing there’s a "prodigy hacker" in the troupe, even more so.

The hacker caught Ji Minghuan’s phone, turned it on, and soon said, "Done."

He tossed the phone back, Ji Minghuan catching it.

Upon opening the screen, he saw a new black skull icon on the homepage.

"What’s this?" Ji Minghuan asked.

The hacker didn’t look up: "I hacked into the internal system of the Exorcist Association. When they use special instruments to detect the presence of demons, they upload the demon’s location to the association’s private system, letting every exorcist with the system see the demon’s location. It also shows which exorcists are going to execute the extermination."

"Oh, so I can use this app to know where demons are appearing in Tokyo?"

"Not just Tokyo, any city in the world it works." The hacker said, "I’ll periodically update the system for you, to prevent being caught by the Exorcist Association."

This thing sounds too useful, tomorrow I’ll have Ayase Origami and Oda Takashige take me to grind and upgrade.

Stick to the underworld princess’s thigh and see if I can level up Xia Pingzhou’s Celestial Driver "International Chess" to the second tier before the auction.

Then I can contract a new demon.

The key is, this system can also be used to discern the movements of the Exorcist Association, avoiding a situation like last time, encountering those like Ke Qirui, who directly belong to the association, when clearing demons.

Thinking this, Ji Minghuan silently pocketed his phone. He looked up at the hacker, saying:

"Thanks, tell the captain: I really like this gift."