The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1176 The Supreme Ninja's Conspiracy
"Smack smack~ Why aren't you eating, Miyamoto Usagi?"

Hearing someone call his name, Miyamoto Usagi snapped out of her daze and turned to look in the direction of the voice, where she saw a rhinoceros-man feasting.

Like Miyamoto Usagi, the rhinoceros-man was dressed in Japanese clothing, but what was most eye-catching was the broken horn on his nose, the cause of which was unknown.

"Is it because you don't have a good appetite? In that case, I'll eat your portion too."

Unfazed by the rhinoceros-man's threat, Miyamoto Usagi reminded him, "If you're not full, you can simply ask the maid to bring you another serving. There's no need to fixate on my portion of Denasuk."

"You're still the same as always, you have no sense of humor."

The man called Denasuk the Rhinoceros shook his head slightly, as if to say that Miyamoto Usagi had no talent.

Miyamoto Usagi didn't reply. He picked up his chopsticks and began to enjoy the food. He wasn't a wealthy man in his hometown. Compared to the respected samurai, he was more like a ronin.

He usually makes a living by taking on odd jobs, so his standard of living is naturally not very high. The dishes provided by the Supreme Lord are not something he can enjoy at any time.

Denasuk was just like him, and given his mercenary nature, he naturally wanted to take advantage of anyone he could.

Drax hadn't eaten much rice, but the dishes on his plate had been replaced time and time again.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. What were you looking at so intently just now?"

Denasuk leaned close to Miyamoto Usagi and whispered, "Did you find something good? Don't keep it from your good brother, tell us so we can all get rich together."

Miyamoto sighed. Denasuk was always so mercenary. Once he saw a profit, he would rush towards it like a headless fly. If it weren't for the fact that the latter never made mistakes on matters of principle, he wouldn't have become friends with him.

"There's nothing good here," Miyamoto Usagi whispered, covering her mouth with her rice bowl. "I just noticed the Supreme Daimyo's son; I always felt something was off about his demeanor."

“That Supreme Ninja?” Denasuk stroked his chin. “Now that you mention it, it’s true. That kid always gives me a cold feeling. I don’t know how someone as generous as the Supreme Daimyo could have such a son.”

"But don't worry about others for now, just focus on your own safety, old buddy."

"Me?" Miyamoto Usagi asked in surprise. "What do I have to think of?"

He, who has always regarded caution as a life motto, really doesn't know what he did wrong.

“Have you forgotten about Locke?” DeNasuk reminded him. “The last time you competed, the champion at the time, Splinter, defeated the seeded player Locke.”

“That was truly a battle worthy of being recorded in history,” Miyamoto Usagi exclaimed. “I learned a lot of new things from Mr. Splinter.”

"Don't rush to sigh," Denasuk interrupted. "Later, Locke, unable to accept defeat, retaliated against Sprint after the match, catching the champion off guard. If you hadn't arrived in time, he might have been in danger."

“You did do a good deed, but given Locke’s vindictive nature, he won’t be able to cause you any trouble when you go home, but once you’re in this multiverse arena, you won’t be able to escape his revenge.”

“There’s no need to worry about Denasuk.” Miyamoto Usagi wasn’t worried at all. “After the Supreme Daemon learned of Locke’s actions, he banished him from this world forever. He will never have the chance to take revenge on me in this lifetime.”

“I hope so.” Denasuk scratched the broken corner with his chopsticks. “I have a feeling this isn’t as simple as it seems.” …

After the toasts were finished, the Supreme Ninja left the contestants' restaurant. Instead of immediately reporting to his father, the Supreme Daimyo, he headed out of the city.

With his skill, he quickly arrived at a courtyard outside the city unnoticed. As soon as he landed, several dark figures emerged from the corner.

They were several humanoid creatures with dark skin. Apart from their eyes and nose-like protrusions, no other organs could be found on their bodies. In addition, they had a continuous tail hanging from the back of their heads, and their limbs were covered with barbs.

You can tell at a glance that he's not someone to mess with.

"Tell me," the Supreme Ninja said, turning around. "What did you all hear?"

The shadowy figures knelt on the ground, prostrating themselves, and in unison called out "Master" before recounting everything they knew.

“I see.” The Supreme Ninja clenched his fist lightly. “That thing is a device called a Superpower Device. With it, one can transform into any race of creature. It’s truly a powerful weapon.”

"I noticed it as early as when that rude little brat used it. The powerful life forms residing in it even have the power to overturn the world. It's such a waste to let a child hold it."

"If I could get my hands on that thing, and with my father's Supreme Staff, I would be invincible. Why would I need to stay in this small world? The entire multiverse would be mine!"

“A fine ambition, my master.”

As the Supreme Ninja was envisioning the future, a sinister voice came from inside the house, and soon a tall figure completely shrouded in a cloak emerged from within.

"But at the same time, you also need to be careful about how you get that powerful weapon. You know, that thing can even turn a child into a first-rate warrior."

“That’s why I’m here.” The Supreme Ninja looked at the cloaked man. “I’ve raised you for so long not so you could just stand by and watch the show. Quickly come up with a useful solution.”

"You are always so impatient with my master. You must remember that if you want to achieve great things, you must learn to be patient."

"It's not your place to lecture me," the Supreme Ninja said disdainfully. "Don't forget that you ended up like this because of a moment of impulsiveness. If I hadn't taken you in, you would have been back in the mountains by now."

"Yes, Master, but people always have to grow up; they can't stay forgetful forever." The cloaked man, though insulted, remained unperturbed and continued to advise.

"I am using my failure to remind you, my master."

"Alright, that's enough." The Supreme Ninja waved his hand, looking extremely impatient. "If you have a plan, just say it; if not, go back inside."

"Don't rush, my master." The cloaked man pondered for a moment. "This subordinate is not very talented, but I do have an idea, though it will require more effort from you, master."

"Oh?" The Supreme Ninja's eyes widened. "Explain in detail."

(End of this chapter)