I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 345 The So-Called 'Hero'

Adachi Ward, Tokyo.

At Suijian High School, several newly enrolled first-year students gathered in the corridor watching a live stream on their phones.

Yes, students are allowed to bring cell phones to school: it used to be because teachers didn't care, but now, in this extraordinary era, without a cell phone to receive information about extraordinary disasters, it would be incredibly unfair to die unexpectedly. Besides, cell phones can also be used as location tracking tools.

For many students, being able to openly use their phones is definitely one of the greatest pleasures in life.

"Look, here's the latest battle report from Nicaea!"

The boy who had just seen the new video shouted, attracting the attention of several friends nearby.

"Mr. Marshall Teach, one of the 'Seven Warlords of the Sea,' was active on the battlefield; he personally killed a 'Black Flame' and repelled an army composed of thousands of Biyakkai and a dozen chimeras, maintaining the defenses of Biton County."

"To be able to kill Black Flame, that's amazing!"

The other freshmen also exclaimed in surprise.
Hei Yan and the others knew that the retinue of the great demon 'Red Lotus' possessed numerous lightning-based abilities, capable of easily slaughtering a modern army, and was at the Tiger level in strength!
"He could even kill a Tiger-level enemy, could it be that he—"

"How could that be? It must be due to supernatural abilities that restrain the relationship."

In this era, even students were quite familiar with the extraordinary wars in the South.

The Extraordinary Existence Course is one of the major courses now, and few people dare to be careless for the sake of their own lives.

"But I remember this captain; he didn't have any extraordinary abilities."

Bang!
Another freshman was speaking when he was suddenly shoved in the back.

"Hey, you little kids!"

"Can't you see you're blocking the road?"

Several first-year high school students who were having a heated discussion turned around and saw a group of high school students who were more than a head taller than them, strong and fierce-looking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's our fault."

"Senior, please—"

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so the first-year students quickly made way for them.

"Hmph, just a mere 'Seven Warlords of the Sea'."

"How could it compare to a single hair of 'that lord'?"

As several third-year high school students walked down the corridor, they snorted, clearly having overheard their earlier discussion.

"These guys,"

"The corridor is so wide."

"How arrogant! Looks like they're from the kendo club?"

"Not only that, they are also students from 'that class'."

Just as several first-year students were expressing their indignation, a male student from the side came over.

"Yoshino, a second-year student, want to get to know him?"

"Hello, senior."

The first-year students all lowered their heads slightly.

Island nations place great emphasis on 'class,' whether in the government, society, or schools: younger students are expected to give way and bow to older students.

Of course, this was the social landscape a decade or so ago; the Reiwa generation doesn't care about such things.

However, this trend has recently become popular again.

Ultimately, the emergence of extraordinary power has torn away the veil of hypocrisy that we usually wear in 'civilization'; strength is strength, and weakness is weakness!

Should the strong be subject to the weak? A group of ordinary people dare to point their fingers at Superman and curse him? Only in peacetime would such a bizarre plot be written. In wartime, it would only be a futile attempt to amuse people, and then they would be blasted into dust.

"Those senior students are the strong ones who fought their way out of thousands of candidates to get a spot in that class."

Yoshino, a second-year student, kindly introduced the new first-year students to the topic.
"Don't just focus on their arrogance,"

"The senior students practice kendo for four hours every day under the scorching sun; it's not easy."

Which class?

The first-year students, upon hearing Yoshino's explanation, focused their attention on:
"The class that person used to attend?"

"right,"

So,
They certainly had the right to be arrogant, and the first-year students suddenly realized.

Since that adult graduated, his class immediately received tens of thousands of transfer applications; not for any other reason than that the mere thought of 'understanding' that adult's experience made countless high school students yearn for it.

As for the seat that esteemed person once sat in, I heard the competition was even fiercer:
All the candidates are extraordinary!

It was practically a mini-school fighting tournament.

That's right, that class, that seat, once belonged to—You.

Since he graduated from here, the once little-known public high school has become extremely popular!

The large sums of funding coming from elite high school students all over the island nation made the school principal beam with joy, giving him a second spring in his life, and making him walk with a swagger every day.

At this year's orientation meeting, they even proclaimed the slogan of turning the school into a "training base for extraordinary talents," hoping that all students could get into the "Spellcasting Junior College," and then enter the "Spellcasting Higher Vocational College," to learn from their former seniors, who are now the number one in the extraordinary world, and so on.
Although Yu didn't care about the school he used to attend, the places he had been had all benefited from his influence.

In this extraordinary world, the words and actions of the powerful influence the fate of countless people.

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Wanya County

Rumble~~~
The colossal python mercilessly crushed the battlefield, routing the demonic tide.

With just one mouth and a flick of its tail, the giant python could devour and kill dozens of demons.
Compared to this monster that is hundreds of meters long, the three- to five-meter-long synthetic beasts are simply harmless little rabbits and are no match for the giant python.

"Hahaha~~ Who else!"

With a 'black flame' under his foot, Teach revealed his madness and laughed loudly.

"Is this guy on drugs?"

"No, even drugs can't make you this strong."

Witnessing all this, Kawai Mai was shocked and astonished. That was a Tiger-level 'Black Flame'! How could it be taken down so easily?

As for those who refuted her, it was the giant earth spider beneath her feet.

That's right. After joining the Extraordinary Countermeasures Department, Tsuchigumo was taught to read and write by a group of early childhood educators every day, and now he can communicate normally with Mai.

It can only be said that chakra is truly amazing, not only can it endow animals with various abilities, but it can also dramatically increase their intelligence.

“I sensed another kind of demonic power emanating from that man.”

The massive earth spider spoke as its mouthparts opened and closed.

"Be careful, he has someone backing him."

"Hmm, that's not hard to guess."

Mai, with her bobbed hair, nodded. After all, Tsuchigumo was a supernatural being who had just learned to speak human language.
Whether it's intelligence or strategic thinking, it's still no match for others: even she, a bit of a scatterbrain, immediately understood the reason.

"Nine Void Shaking Love".

What could make this 'Shichibukai' suddenly become so strong is definitely not ordinary drug use.

Instead, it was the 'world's most wanted criminal' who secretly helped them.

What exactly are these abilities?

"Mr. Teach!"

"Could you please sign your autograph?"

"Huh? I'm not a celebrity, but—"

The battle was over. When a soldier excitedly handed him a pen and paper, Teach was taken aback for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter.

The three-meter-tall little giant still bent down and used two fingers to 'pinch' the pen, which was as thin as a pen refill.

"Should I sign here?"

Amidst the soldiers' frantic nodding, the little giant quickly signed his name.

Marshall Teach

Human dreams never end.

After adding a word of encouragement, Teach handed the pen to the excited soldier, waved to the others, and walked into the town. "You actually got his autograph?"

"Damn it, I should have done that too."

"This gentleman seems to have a very easygoing personality."

Amidst the envious murmurs of the other soldiers who gathered around, Teach looked up at Kawa and Mai standing on the back of the 'Tsuchigumo'.

"Miss Kawai, there's a banquet in town later. Would you like to attend?"

"No, Mr. Teach."

Ma Yi shook her head slightly.

"I am a public official and cannot drink alcohol during wartime."

That's such a pity!

After the giant-like pirate captain left, Kawai Mai frowned.

"I don't like him,"

Despite Teach's active and proactive role on the battlefield, Kawa and Mai felt an instinctive aversion to him, as if he harbored ill intentions.
"I don't like him either."

The earth spider at their feet opened its mouth in agreement.
"He's too strong; he could kill us easily."

"Alright, we should start thinking about how to get stronger."

However, Kawa and Mai had no clue how to become stronger: the Uranium Light Wave Fist was good, but being exposed to nuclear radiation every day made them feel like they were turning green.

Sigh, isn't there an easy and enjoyable way to get stronger?
Such a method certainly exists.

However, these are usually magical artifacts or secret techniques from powerful forces: for example, the "Three-pronged Vajra" inheritance of Master Zhixiong, or the "Ibaraki" within Kafka Riku's body; while they can certainly enhance one's strength quickly, they are not so easy to obtain.

However, their Metropolitan Police Department's Chief Inspector Takeya obtained an extraordinary sword, instantly becoming the undisputed leader of the Extraordinary Countermeasures Division.

During this period, he was active on the battlefield, immersed in explosions every day, and even his handling of affairs became 'heroic'.

Chop, chop, chop; explode, explode, explode; their mental state is worrying.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

"Tsuchigumo, let's go back~~"

As Kawa and Mai, who were standing on the earth spider, left, a venomous snake under the eaves of a nearby building withdrew its gaze.

Sister Mayi
Through the eyes of the venomous snake, Jiu Kongyao's gaze was complex.

She now understands why Sister Mayi didn't tell her the truth before.

And it was also Kawai Mai who saved her life. The little girl, who was hiding somewhere, thought for a moment:

Let me repay this kindness to you.

After a few hours,
The Queen Anne's Revenge, in the tightly closed captain's cabin.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Teach, who had been beaming and at ease at the dinner party earlier;

Now he lies on the floor, roaring and struggling: his muscles twitching unconsciously, as if he would burst out of his body at any moment.

The man's ten fingers were deeply embedded in the metal floor, blood seeping from between his fingers, gums, and the corners of his eyes. The veins on his neck and face were bulging, as if he was enduring unspeakable pain!

After struggling and screaming for half an hour, Teach's pain slowly subsided.

After leaving a large patch of sweat and blood on the floor, the man slowly got up.

"How about it, do you want to continue?"

In the captain's cabin, Jiu Kongyao, sitting on the throne, tilted her head and looked at the disheveled man in front of her, asking a question.

"Of course!"

Wiping the sweat mixed with blood from his cheeks, Teach answered without hesitation.

The reason he was able to "show great power" on the battlefield and even defeat Black Flame in hand-to-hand combat was not because he could suddenly become stronger out of reason, but because of Nine Sky Shaking Love's ability.

"Since you insist, fine—"

Jiu Kongyao pointed her finger, and a slender, venomous snake flew out from her sleeve.
The snake traced an arc, crossed the distance between the two, and bit Teach's arm.

"Woo~~"

With a painful groan, Teach felt a mixture of agony and pleasure as the spiritual energy surging into his body flowed into him.

That's right, it was because he had a large amount of spiritual power from the Nine Void that he was able to do that heroic thing during the day.

But the cost is not just as simple as excruciating pain:
"I am not a flying demon,"

The little girl, Jiu Kongyao Ai, spoke leisurely.
"Borrowing my power is eroding your life; each injection will reduce your lifespan by ten years."

Her ability is unlike that of a certain high school girl. Although she can transfer spiritual power to others, this power is essentially a kind of 'snake venom'. If it is a small amount, there is no problem, such as a boy carrying the spirit of his parents. But if it is injected repeatedly in large quantities, he could die suddenly at any time.

"It doesn't matter,"

As the small snake biting his arm shrank, as if shedding its skin, and then turned to ashes and disappeared, Teach clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power coursing through his body.

"If my plan succeeds, I won't have to worry about my lifespan."

"If my plan fails."

Then there's even less need to worry about a future that doesn't exist.

Since the other party had said so, Jiu Kongyao shrugged.

"Okay, anyway—"

It's a gamble on Teach's life!
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Click,

Teach pushed open the door and stepped out, whereupon the loyal First Mate Bakis immediately turned to look.

"Captain, your wound."

"It doesn't matter."

As his most trusted confidant, Teach did not reveal his plans to the first mate; but having him stand guard outside at this time was a sign of that trust.

"I'll go to your place to rest; I'll leave the things on the ship to you."

"Yes!"

After giving his instructions, a weary Teach went to the first mate's room.

He took a shower and changed into clean clothes. When he pushed open the bathroom door, he paused.

Good evening, Mr. Teach.

In the first mate's room sat a smiling young girl.

This 'girl' has charming features, wears a 'kosode' from the Heian period, and has bare legs, yet she doesn't give off any ambiguous feeling.

Because her entire body is made of paper!

A face drawn on paper, clothes cut from paper, and legs folded from paper.
"Paper Dance".

Despite the arrival of the person, Teach showed no sign of panic.

Because he was prepared in advance.

"I'm curious, what business does a 'hero' like you have with me?"