I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 228 Copying Ability
"Dear viewers!"

"Today's competition has come to a close."

"Let's congratulate the winners once again!"

Amidst thunderous applause, the first day of the 'Kendo' competition came to a close.

The top three in both the male and female groups have been determined. After her neck was pierced, Miyuki Sawashiro, who was healed by ninjutsu, actually defeated all the other women to win the championship. Although some people were unconvinced and suspected that there was still healing 'spiritual power' in her body, they could only accept the reality in the end.

With a heavy heart, Xiao only managed to get third place, but he still managed to get a bottle of extraordinary potion.

Although it was already a source of envy, jealousy, and resentment for the other eliminated contestants!
Congratulations everyone!

Officials from Osaka greeted them with smiles.

Are you ready to step into the 'new world'?

The young men and women responded differently to the official's joke.

"Of course!"

"I can't wait any longer,"

"Becoming an extraordinary being is just the first step for me."

The six contestants in the men's and women's groups were either impatient, arrogant, or pretending to be calm. But without exception, everyone had a sparkle in their eyes and was full of vigor!
Only Xiao frowned, still feeling uneasy about Poison Island's sudden change.

Admittedly, everyone has secrets they don't want others to touch.

But the feeling he got from his senior was like—

Being pushed along?
"Hey,"

A light push came from behind.
"Let's go, classmate, third place isn't bad either."

I instinctively turned around and saw the second-place person's cheerful smile.

"Next, you just need to drink the potion and become a superhuman—what are you waiting for?"

Right,

Xiao shook his head, banishing the distracting thoughts from his mind.

First, become a superhuman, then find a way to locate your senior.

As for the risks of drinking the medicine?
Those who managed to get through layers of selection and make it to the top three from over three thousand high schools across the entire island nation are definitely not lacking in mental or physical strength.

"Your Excellency, the extraordinary potion has already been taken by the winner."

"Um,"

Close the opened high-tech metal box.
He tossed it into the mouth of the giant black bird beside him, and amidst the twitching faces of the Osaka officials, Yu turned and left.

That's right, all the 'super potions' that are prizes are on Yu; if you want to get your hands on these prizes, you'd have to crash Yu's car—which is almost impossible!
This is just other people's perception; the reality is: it's absolutely impossible.

Yu, who was in charge of overseeing the competition and also responsible for keeping the prizes safe, walked out of Koshien and lightly leaped onto the back of the giant black bird.

Sora has returned to Tokyo—the reason being that she can't sleep in a new bed—while Yu still has some things to take care of, namely the police station in Nishinomiya City:
"Yu-kun,"

When Yu arrived at the police station on a giant black bird, Fuji Seiko was already waiting there.

"What is it?"

"You even sent your ace from the Extraordinary Countermeasures Department?"

The mature policewoman humbly shook her head at You's teasing.

"With my limited abilities, I dare not call myself an 'ace' in front of Yu-kun: the entire Metropolitan Police Department should call you 'Master'."

The Metropolitan Police Department's signature "Uranium Light Wave Fist" was a secret technique "developed" under Yu's guidance. If Yu approves, he would be the "head instructor" of the entire Metropolitan Police Department, but:

"Forget it, I'm not interested in being a teacher."

"You don't know that one of the death flags is: I have nothing more to teach you."

Generally, a teacher who says this will either die at the hands of a villain, becoming the driving force for his disciples' progress, or die at the hands of his disciples, becoming an old man who makes a fortune.

"That's anime, this way please."

Fujisei, who frequently interacted with Yu, had some understanding of his personality, so she went straight to the point:
"The ruthless competitor in the competition, Busujima from Higashidezumo High School—"

Entering the police station,

There was a white circle in the shape of a human on the ground, proving that someone had once lain here.

"Ran away."

"And all the police officers we encountered along the way..."

As they walked and talked, the two quickly arrived at the room specifically for interrogating superhumans: the walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of alloy, and the bulletproof glass in front was strong enough to withstand rifle fire. However, it now had a large hole in it, and countless fragments were flying out in a radial pattern, demonstrating the immense power of the attacker.

"extraordinary,"

"Only extraordinary individuals could achieve this. And—"

Still Wolf-level!

Here's the problem: Busujima is an ordinary person.

Or rather, she was an 'ordinary person' before she was taken to the police station.

"I arrested him,"

"At that time, she was undoubtedly an ordinary person."

Yu also became 'serious'; there was clearly something fishy about this.

"Holy Son, what do you think?"

"Yu-kun, I have police surveillance footage here, shall we do it together?"

After inspecting the 'scene,' the two went to the adjacent monitoring room, where a large number of technicians were busy extracting surveillance footage from the police station and information received by the cell phones of some police officers, piecing together and reconstructing the course of the case.

Watching the girl on the screen shatter bulletproof glass with a single punch, break out—or rather, leisurely walk out of the police station, and then strut away—You frowned.

"stop,"

The image freezes on the girl lifting another boy with one hand.

"Enlarge this area,"

Under the technicians' manipulation, the girl named 'Poison Island's' face was continuously enlarged, her delicate features distorted with anger, and:

Although it's not clear due to resolution issues, you can still see that the girl's eyes are abnormal:

The pupils, which should have been black, turned blood red.

There were also curved black ones.
"this is?"

His expression grew increasingly serious, and You couldn't help but furrow his brow.

?

"Yu-kun, have you discovered anything?"

"I have some guesses, but I'm not sure because it's too incredible."

Yu gave an ambiguous answer, and then added a sentence.

"I'll go back and look through some ancient books."

? ?
Does this require consulting ancient books?

Fuji Seiko was taken aback. Based on the Metropolitan Police Department's understanding of Yu, he always had a calm and collected demeanor, which perfectly matched the confident and composed attitude of an 'Onmyoji'.

Even he's so cautious, could the extraordinary being behind this poison island be a tiger? Or perhaps a ghost?
Trouble!
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Osaka,

Xicheng District.

This area used to be just a 'slum' in Osaka.

However, due to a certain person, it became famous and even overshadowed the 'Osaka landmark' located in the same area: Tobita Shinchi.

That person, of course, is none other than Takahashi Eileen, currently far away in Independence: her 'cat army' is a true crushing force against a modern military. She also has 'family' members with diverse abilities protecting her, making her one of the top 'Demon-level' powerhouses who, in human form, has achieved such prowess.

Ever since that person dragged the multinational coalition forces into the ground in the Libyan National Army and took charge of the entire process of killing and burying them, this place has become a recurring area frequented by countless men in black.

However, everyone gained nothing and eventually left, and the people living in the area continued with their lives as usual.

As for the 'Tobita Shinchi' area, it remains the same as before.

Unlike the little-known West District, Tobita Shinchi is quite famous, with hundreds of Japanese izakayas lined up side by side. The cute price list shows the dishes served in units of time.

A legal red-light district, a paradise for men, and a must-visit for foreign friends.
Just by hearing these names, you know what this place does. Every night, thousands of female 'professionals' are here, providing 'cooking' services to travelers from all over the world. The prices are clear, the service is attentive, and it's widely praised.

Under the cover of night, the shops in Tobita Shinchi emit an alluring glow, each adorned with a row of red lanterns.

The interior design deliberately incorporated elements of traditional Chinese style, and the presence of women dressed in traditional clothing evoked a feeling of stepping back into the Taisho era.

But in reality, the core technology is entirely modernized.

Even a certain sport that used to involve reciting poems and singing songs about romance and nature has been transformed into a fast-paced "cooking" meal measured in ten-minute increments.

The red lanterns added to the strange atmosphere, and the throngs of pedestrians contrasted sharply with the young girl sitting inside the house, while groups of drunkards supported each other.

"Hey, how about going to Yaeya tonight?"

"Ah, oh~~"

In a daze, the drunkard looked up and his eyes went blank.

He saw a girl with waist-length hair, wearing a high school uniform, walking towards him; she didn't have the worldly air of the girls in the shop, but gave people a sense of awe, and just by walking in the middle of the street, passersby would make way for her.

"Huh? This is today's?"

The companion next to him was even more drunk and mistook the other person for—a glance.

? !
The other person slightly shifted their pupils.

It was like pouring a bucket of ice over the heads of two drunkards.

Cluck cluck cluck cluck,

With their teeth chattering uncontrollably, the two drunkards trembled like leaves; but the other party didn't even glance at them again, and simply brushed past them.

As the girl walked by, the two drunkards immediately buckled at the knees.

Thump, thump,

Am I dead?

"I... I don't think so, right?"

Two drunkards, who had collapsed on the street and instantly sobered up, looked at each other and stared at each other's trousers.

It's wet.

It's best not to come to this kind of place again.

"Hey?"

As the girl walked straight towards them, the madam of a 'restaurant' stood up.

"this."

Tobita Shinchi does not welcome women.
This is only natural, since that's what this place is for.

The madam, with decades of experience, could immediately tell that the girl before her was a virgin, definitely not from any other establishment. However, meeting her gaze, the words of reprimand caught in her throat, turning into:

"grown ups,"

"What are you"

"Don't be nervous, I'm just looking for your guest."

Upon hearing this, the madam, dressed in an old-fashioned bathrobe, changed her expression drastically.

Because the customers in her shop are—

boom! !

A few seconds after the long-haired girl in her school uniform stepped into the store, a violent explosion erupted, sending the stunned madam flying.

"Who are you?!"

Inside the 'cooking house' with a large hole in it,

A burly man with clearly defined muscles, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, strode out.

The person he was questioning was a schoolgirl with long, flowing hair who had been thrown back by the 'explosion' and landed gracefully on the other side of the street.

"Who I am is not important; what matters is how strong you are."

?

"court death!"

Upon hearing the girl's words, the burly man's face turned furious, and he immediately strode over.

"That's not Officer Fujito from the Self-Defense Forces."

"It's an extraordinary battle—"

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

Pedestrians on the street turned around and their expressions changed.

As regulars on this street, how could they not recognize him?
Officer Fujito, known as the "Heavy Artillery of the Self-Defense Forces," doesn't have any particular hobbies; he just enjoys visiting Tobita Shinchi. He's generous and a superhuman, making him a highly sought-after customer at many restaurants. Unfortunately, he's rather eclectic and doesn't have any fixed preferences.
Now, someone actually dares to cause him trouble?

And still
A female high school student?
boom!
The burly man swept his leg across, instantly smashing the stone lucky cat statue in front of a shop into pieces.

The pebbles flew out like bullets, making the nearby shops rattle and crash.

They were all embedded in the wooden building!

But
The girl dodged the kick with a light backflip.

"it is good!"

"How about we make a bet?"

As the long-haired girl easily slipped to the side of the street, the Self-Defense Force officer chuckled lewdly.

"Whoever loses will be the other's slave for a month!"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in dead people."

The girl opposite him also laughed, a cold laugh that sent a chill down Zifang Zuoguan's spine, as if his supernatural power had left him.

"Don't provoke me, because—"

The long-haired girl's mouth stretched out, curving upwards and to the left and right.

"I'm already excited!"

? !
We've encountered a formidable enemy.

The lewd smile vanished from his face, and the officer, now serious, no longer held back.

"Kick the sand!"

He kicked the ground hard in front of him.
The name itself suggests kicking up sand from the ground—but this is part of Osaka, so where did the sand come from?
Thump,

some,

With the aid of extraordinary power, the toes of the Purple Vine Assistant Officer pierced the ground like razors.

With a powerful push from the soles of the feet, cement, sand, and gravel hurtled out like bullets!

If it were an ordinary person, they would be riddled with holes in an instant by this move, as miserable as if they were being mowed down by a machine gun.

"Children's tricks,"

How could this move possibly pose any threat to the long-haired girl who displayed extraordinary agility?

With a flash, she could easily—?!

brush,

A shirtless figure burst through the 'barrage' of sand and debris at an astonishing speed and appeared in front of the girl.

He spun around in mid-air, his right leg sweeping down like a giant axe:

"Bomb!"

boom--

This kick was truly like a bomb; with a deafening roar, it sent the girl flying sideways, crashing heavily into the wall of a shop!

The wall behind the girl was as fragile as paper and couldn't withstand the impact, so it shattered on the spot.

Click-clack

A series of sounds of walls cracking rang out.
It wasn't just this one shop; it sounds like the poor girl had pierced through several stores in a row.

"Ah~~~!!"

"Waaaaah!"

The screams turned into whimpers, clearly indicating that someone in the shop was frightened by the sudden turn of events.

Their mouths were covered by someone else, or by themselves.

"Hmph, do you really think our Self-Defense Forces are easy to bully?"

The burly man, wearing only boxer shorts, snorted coldly. As a junior officer in the Self-Defense Force, he possessed more than just 'spiritual power'; through systematic training and his own arduous practice, he had also developed his own 'self-created skills'.

Well, although this so-called self-created skill is an imitation of some unlucky blond guy's 'sorcery', power is power.
"Yes, Not Bad."

???

Amidst the crisp sound, a slender figure emerged from the hole in the shop.

"Just now, you used some kind of technique to unleash speed and power far exceeding your usual level, like—"

brush,

A long, lithe leg appeared beside the face of the Purple Vine Assistant, the impact causing his face to ripple in layers out of thin air.

"so!"

boom---

The next moment, it was the burly men of the Self-Defense Forces who transformed into cannonballs and flew out, piercing through a series of buildings with a series of crackling sounds.

???

How could that be? That move wasn't mine.
"Explosive bomb?"

A voice drew closer, causing the burly man lying in the ruins to struggle to his feet.

"Not bad, now."

It's mine now.

A young girl walked gracefully towards them.

In the eyes of the Han, however, they were like demons and monsters!

(End of this chapter)