My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 185 The Saviors vs. the Ghost Train

Three minutes ago, on the Thames River, inside the hold of a cargo ship.

Five children were sitting on their beds in the cabin, curiously looking at the walls.

A beam of light shot forward from the collar around Ji Minghuan's neck, projecting an image onto the wall.

He sighed, feeling like he had become a human projector.

Speechless, I looked at the projection screen, which first showed the location of "Red Light" - an underground bar called "Eden" in the south of Westminster, and then showed the appearance of the mission target, the appearance of the Skydrive, and other information.

"Ugh! This guy is so ugly." Sun Changkong clicked his tongue, revealing his little tiger teeth.

"It's alright...it's just that the expression looks rather ferocious."

Looking at the face of the red streetlight in the projection, Ji Minghuan decided to say a good word for his former friend.

At least in Xia Pingzhou's memory, Shi Yimin used to be an incredibly kind and good-natured young man. He was gentle and had such a good temper that if you defecated on his head, he would politely ask if you had an upset stomach.

“Children, the ship will dock in two minutes.” The instructor’s voice suddenly came from the collar.

“It’s the mentor’s voice.” Philio perked up his wolf ears.

The mentor continued, "If you encounter a danger that we determine you cannot handle, or if the mission time limit is exceeded, someone will be responsible for sending you back to this ship."

"Who is it?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously.

He thought to himself: No matter what, the Salvation Society should at least send a catastrophic figure to keep these kids in check, right? Especially if Sun Changkong loses control, he doesn't even dare to think about how to handle the situation. He can't just let the Monkey King massacre London.

“A reliable friend of ours,” the tutor said mysteriously. “You will see him if necessary; otherwise, you won’t.”

Ji Minghuan thought for a moment: "So, in other words, if the mission goes wrong, someone will come and clean up our mess?"

“No,” the mentor said, “he is only responsible for your safety, not for helping you complete the mission.”

"why?"

The mentor smiled and said, "Because his identity is rather special, it's not convenient for others to see him, otherwise it could cause a lot of trouble."

Upon hearing this, Ji Minghuan thought to himself, "Will this cause a lot of trouble? Could it be that the Salvation Society has planted someone in Rainbow Wing, and that's why they're worried about being seen by others?"

As he was thinking, Sun Changkong's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Pshaw, we don't need that person. I can handle it all by myself!"

As he spoke, Sun Changkong found the baseball cap next to his pillow and put it on.

Ji Minghuan scratched her wrist and said, "Okay, okay, Big Sister said she can do it all by herself, did you hear that?"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeve and glanced down, suddenly noticing a strange diamond-shaped mark on his wrist. He was slightly taken aback, thinking that this must also be the work of the Salvation Society.

“If I could, I wouldn’t bother,” Mario said. “Good luck, you guys. I’m almost done with my P4G. If you guys accidentally get a bad ending, I’ll drag you all into the shooting game and kill you.”

Philo shook his head, and said with a rare serious expression, "No, no, how can we let our leader fight alone?"

Kong Youling wrote in her notebook: "I'm cheering you on."

"Then what about me? What should I do?" Ji Minghuan asked.

"Aren't you the strategist?" Sun Changkong sat cross-legged on the ground, glancing at him sideways.

Ji Minghuan said casually, "Then I suggest that after we get ashore, we wander around London for a bit, find some good food, then go to an amusement park, ride a roller coaster or something, and finally go find that damn traffic light."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Anyway, he's in London, there's no way he can escape."

Frio hesitated, then said, "But... Ji Minghuan, with my appearance, I'll probably be looked at strangely once I get ashore."

Ji Minghuan patted his shoulder and comforted him in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry, it's 2020 already. When people see you, they'll just think you're cosplaying. They might even think you're cute and take pictures of you with their phones."

Hearing that someone would take his picture, Fio became even more frightened and slowly lowered his head.

"Then I want to eat tofu pudding!" Sun Changkong raised his hand like a primary school student.

"You can't find tofu pudding in London," Ji Minghuan rolled her eyes at her.

"You can't wander around. The mission has a time limit," the instructor suddenly said. "This mission will be led by 'Sun Changkong.' You all listen to her."

Sun Changkong was taken aback for a moment, then crossed his arms and smugly hummed twice:

"Did you hear me? I'm in charge."

She thought to herself that her mentor also recognized her as the leader.

"Oh... so what brilliant idea does the eldest sister have?" Ji Minghuan asked irritably.

Sun Changkong crossed his arms, frowned, thought seriously for a moment, and then said logically:
"My brilliant idea is that after we get off the ship, we should ride our somersault cloud directly to that underground bar, beat that traffic light up until he's unconscious, then bring him back to the ship, pat our butts, and leave."

"Isn't this too dangerous?" Ji Minghuan said. "What if something happens if we rush in without any preparation?"

"What danger? I'll protect you."

"Why don't Kong Youling and I stay here?"

Philo shook his head: "Our mentor said that everyone must participate in the mission. Besides, you'd be better off staying with us. What if the bad guys attack you?"

"It's alright. Didn't our mentor say there was a mysterious figure following us?" Ji Minghuan asked.

“That’s true.” Philio nodded.

"By the way, do any of you have this mark on your right wrist?"

As she spoke, Ji Minghuan rolled up her sleeve and showed the others the diamond-shaped symbol she had just seen.

The four of them looked at each other and followed his example, lifting up their right sleeves. They saw that they indeed had the same diamond-shaped pattern on their wrists.

They looked at each other, completely bewildered, and their instructor didn't seem inclined to answer them.

"What is this?" Kong Youling asked as she wrote.

"A marker to supply us with energy?" Sun Changkong tilted his head.

Ji Minghuan sighed: "He doesn't need to transfer energy to you at all. It's already a good thing if he doesn't suppress your energy."

Frio scratched his cheek: "Anyway, our mentor won't harm us, so don't worry."

Mario remained silent, quietly covering his sleeves and continuing to play his game console.

Ji Minghuan looked away from the diamond pattern, closed her sleeves, and thought that since she didn't see the figure of the protector that her mentor had mentioned, this pattern was most likely left by that protector to protect them in critical moments.

Just then, Sun Changkong suddenly opened the cabin door and scurried onto the deck.

At this moment, the sunlight poured in from the deck without reservation, illuminating the dim cabin and casting long, long shadows of Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling.

They paused for a moment, then got up from the floor and walked onto the deck with Filio.

Several children leaned on the railing, gazing up at London in the early morning. The spire of Westminster Abbey pierced the clear blue sky. The thin mist that had hung over the Thames had dissipated, revealing a corner of the Houses of Parliament.

The clock face of Big Ben was bathed in sunlight, and the hands moved slowly.

The first bus rolled across Westminster Bridge, the vibrations of its diesel engine startling the pigeons on the bridge's eaves. "The ship will dock in thirty seconds," the instructor's voice came from the collar, bringing the group back to their senses.

"Why does three minutes feel so long!" Sun Changkong couldn't wait any longer and pouted. "Why wait for the ship to dock? Let's just fly over there."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and through her hospital gown, one could see a red light suddenly emanating from her heart.

Immediately afterwards, a white cloud descended from the sky and hovered above the deck, the strong winds lifting a corner of the children's hospital gowns.

Sun Changkong reached out, and the Somersault Cloud expanded to twice its size, large enough to accommodate several adults.

"What are you doing?" Filio asked.

"Does this need to be said?"

With that, Sun Changkong smirked, grabbed Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling's hands, and dragged them both onto the top of the somersault cloud. Their combined strength was less than Sun Changkong's alone, and they had no chance to resist.

"Hey, hey, hey, the boat hasn't even reached the shore yet!" Ji Minghuan exclaimed in surprise, "What's the rush?"

"Didn't the mentor say I was the captain? I can just leave whenever I want, and what if someone sees my somersault cloud once we're ashore?" Sun Changkong said, turning to look at Mario inside the cabin.

"Cat Mario, what are you still doing?"

"Are you bothered?"

Mario muttered to himself, glanced at them, and finally reluctantly came out and sat on the rolling cloud.

"And what about you, big dog?" Sun Changkong glared at Filio, who was about to speak.

Frio opened his mouth, but then, under the red-haired girl's fierce glare, he pursed his lips and quietly sat down.

"Let's go!" Sun Changkong shouted, and the somersault cloud soared into the London sky, leaving afterimages of the children's bodies in its wake. In half a second, the deck was completely empty.

In just one second, they reached a height parallel to the clouds.

When they came to their senses, the wind pressure high above had already blown their hair up, making it almost impossible for them to open their eyes. The sunlight was too dazzling, and Mario had to put down his handheld console.

They squinted, looking down at the city from 300 meters above, the red brick spires of Gothic buildings coming into view. In the distance, Big Ben chimed its distant bells.

"Ah, I heard that." Sun Changkong suddenly perked up his ears.

“I heard that too,” Filio nodded.

"What did you hear?" Ji Minghuan asked them, almost shouting, as she held Kong Youling protectively in her arms.

Sun Changkong stretched out his right hand on his somersault cloud, his index finger pointing downwards, towards an alley in the Westminster district:
"Right there, a fight broke out, and it was quite loud!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Somersault Cloud plummeted downwards like an elevator in an amusement park, reaching the ground in the blink of an eye, and then rushed into the underground bar with the sign "Garden of Eden".

When Ji Minghuan came to her senses, she looked up and saw that the dimly lit bar reeked of a foul stench, with garbage piled up on the floor and tables, and dents and burn marks all over the walls.

At this moment, five figures remain inside the underground bar.

The members of the Ghost Train troupe all turned their heads to look at the somersault cloud beneath them.

Further away, a boy wearing a black hoodie silently put on his hat and turned to look at the group along with the giant statue beside him.

Ji Minghuan's expression darkened slightly, and he hugged Kong Youling tightly.

Upon smelling the blood, Philio's beastly eyes narrowed, and his gaze turned cold.

Mario glanced at the fallen traffic light and said expressionlessly, "That's our target, but it seems someone beat us to it."

"Then they are our enemies?" Sun Changkong asked.

“Yes,” Mario said.

Without thinking twice, Sun Changkong closed her eyes, and the mythical fragment in her chest emitted a dazzling crimson light, like the polar day. Then, a dark golden staff appeared in her hand.

The long staff has a golden hoop at each end, and the middle is made of black iron with dragon and phoenix reliefs covering the surface.

Sun Changkong gripped the golden cudgel, opened his eyes, and raised his head.

“None of you are allowed to move,” she said.

But the next second, the woman in the trench coat reacted. A flash of light appeared on the one-way lens over her right eye, and suddenly, film screens formed behind the five figures, the traffic lights on the ground, and the giant statue, engulfing them.

Immediately afterwards, the entire movie screen disappeared.

"Huh?" Sun Changkong was taken aback. "What happened? Where are they?"

“They must have used Skydrive’s abilities to enter the alternate dimension,” Mario said. “It’s okay, I have a way.”

Ji Minghuan turned to look at him and asked, "What method do you have?"

"I can turn the alternate dimension they created into a game scene, and then take you inside."

Mario spoke expressionlessly, when suddenly a black handheld console appeared in his hand; this was probably his "SkyDrive".

He turned on the handheld console, and after powering it on, he clicked on the first app, and an option popped up in front of him.

[Create a game scene?]

【Yes. 】

[Where would you like to create your game scene? Please select a location on the map.]

The notification box disappeared, and a map of Westminster appeared on the handheld device.

In addition to the map, a strange coordinate system appears on the handheld screen, with each coefficient of this coordinate system being "???".

"It seems like this is it."

Mario lowered his eyes, shook the joystick to lock onto the coordinates, and then pressed the "OK" button.

The next second, a new notification box appeared on the handheld screen.

[Coordinates have been determined. The game scene will overlay the coordinates in a few seconds.]

"Cat Mario, what are you doing?" Sun Changkong raised his fiery red eyebrows and asked curiously.

Fio tilted his head, puzzled, and asked, "Mario, aren't we supposed to be chasing someone?"

“We’ve caught up with them,” Mario said.

"You've already caught up?" Ji Minghuan said calmly. "The others have run far away."

"Cat Mario, if you don't do something right, I'm going to hit you on the head with the Golden Cudgel!" Sun Changkong frowned and held the Golden Cudgel horizontally, aiming it at Mario's head.

Just then, a huge, black game notification popped up directly in front of the Somersault Cloud. This scene was extremely strange, like two completely different things stacked together.

Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow, then looked away from Mario's face and glanced up. Above the prompt box, it read:

The game is loading...

[The game scene has been selected – "Jurassic World".]

(End of this chapter)