My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 329 Gathering Time (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

It was almost midnight on August 14th, inside the Osaka Bookstore.

This bookstore closed unusually early today. The roller shutters were tightly shut, and the windows were sealed with paper.

In front of the last row of bookshelves in the store, a white-haired boy was leaning against the bookshelf, while a black figure was hanging upside down from the ceiling.

"Mr. Black Chrysalis, who else are we missing?"

"Don't be impatient."

Caesar glanced down at the newly bought children's watch, sighed, and asked curiously, "Who hasn't arrived yet? Do we really have to wait for them?"

On his shoulder, Yagubaru gritted his teeth, "Shark hates guys who aren't punctual the most."

“Mutaki,” Kuroi said casually, glancing at the manga. “He’s the last one.”

"Mr. Mulong?" Caesar thought for a moment. "Will he really come? After all, aren't we going to help Mr. Blue Arc?"

"He will come..."

Ghost Bell emerged from the shadows, speaking in a deep, hoarse metallic voice that echoed throughout the bookstore.

Black Chrysalis turned her head and glanced at him. Ghost Bell dragged his tattered black cloak on the ground, and the sound of his breathing, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, sometimes near and sometimes far, came from the metal breathing mask. A corner of his silver and black armor was revealed.

He hadn't seen Gu Zhuoan in this battle suit for a while, and it felt somewhat unfamiliar.

"What are you looking at?" Ghost Bell asked.

"It's nothing, just taking a picture of you for your funeral. Maybe when you're on the island of the dead, this photo will become a rare, unique Ghost Bell." Black Chrysalis said, taking out her phone from her restraints and taking a picture.

Gui Zhong's eyes twitched slightly, and he refrained from crushing his phone.

“But Rainbow Wings are about to begin their operation,” Caesar said. “Has Mr. Mutaki not arrived yet?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure suddenly descended the stairs leading to the second floor of the bookstore.

The man's appearance was bizarre and chilling. He was draped in a black cloak that covered his entire body, wore a medieval knight's helmet, and had a sword at his waist.

As he moved, it was as if he were dragging a raven's tail feathers; his black cloak slid slowly across the ground, and finally he stopped in front of the group.

Mu Long slowly raised his head, his eyes beneath the helmet cold and sharp.

Kuroko closed the comic book and greeted him warmly with her restraints, "Oh, Mr. Mutaki! I haven't seen you in so long. Don't rush to pose, let's give each other a big hug first."

“Shut up, you bug,” Mulong said.

"That's right, the taste is right. This is the aloof little prince we witnessed the night of the massacre. Seeing that you are still as cold as ever, I'm relieved."

Black Chrysalis paused for a moment, then added, "Otherwise, I'd have to worry about whether you've been brainwashed by psychic abilities and become a damned traitor planted among us, waiting to betray us."

He lowered his voice and looked directly into Mu Long's eyes, "So, is that a possibility?"

Mu Long stared at him without moving. "What do you think?"

“I’ve examined him,” Ghost Bell said. “He’s fine.”

“Since there’s no problem, then let’s get back to the point,” Black Chrysalis said. “We are clearly collaborators, but you deliberately stayed until the last minute to show up, and I couldn’t contact you for several days. I even suspected you were dead.”

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes, "So, are you dead? Are you dead? Are you dead? If you're not dead, why aren't you replying to my messages?"

"Something came up; I'm practicing," Mu Long said succinctly.

"Could it be that you've also broken through?" Black Chrysalis scratched his chin and guessed, "As expected of a genius even more talented than Blue Arc, reaching the quasi-disaster level in just two years is truly monstrous."

Mu Long remained noncommittal, coldly saying, "Let's go, don't waste our time."

"Let me think, my Christmas sleigh can carry two people, and the phoenix can carry two people."

Caesar muttered to himself, calculating with his fingers, "What about the last person we have? Mr. Ghost Bell can't fly, Mr. Black Chrysalis can't fly, and Mr. Mulong can't fly either."

"Sharks can fly!" said the little shark. "Sharks can also carry a person!"

“You’re right, I forgot that Agubaru can fly too.” Caesar said in surprise, a smirk playing on his lips. “Then let’s hurry up and kill the entire Light-Eating Bee family.”

Mu Long frowned and asked Hei Yong, "Where did these two idiots come from?"

"It's all your fault for not replying to my messages. Now you don't know what's going on, do you?" Black Chrysalis sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Open your eyes wide! This white-haired little boy is Dr. Zelsey, who saved your life."

“Zelsi is?” Mulong asked.

“That guy with the medieval bird-beak mask, he’s Caesar in disguise,” Ghost Bell said.

“Oh, I remember now,” Mulong said.

Caesar's smile faded, and he leaned close to Shark's ear, whispering:
"Ababaru, Mr. Mutaki said I'm mentally challenged, and the Phoenix said that after the war, it won't care if anyone loses a hand or foot..."

Agubaru raised his fin, leaned close to Caesar's ear, and whispered:
"Don't worry, Caesar, I think he just wants to eat Shark's headbutt..."

Mu Long took a deep breath and raised his hand to adjust the bird beak mask on his face.

Ghost Bell said coldly, "I hope you can all shut up, especially when it's time to fight, so that we don't look stupid in front of Rainbow Wing."

"Don't worry, you'll seem stupid whether you talk less or not," Black Chrysalis said quietly.

Before he could finish speaking, Ghost Bell suddenly punched the wall with a loud bang, leaving a dent in the wall.

"Don't worry, I'll activate the mute mode for everyone right away." Black Chrysalis raised her index finger to her lips, then used the restraints to cover Caesar and Agubaru's mouths.

A short while later, Su Wei came down from the second floor with her hands behind her back.

He adjusted his glasses, the lenses gleaming coldly. "Since everything is ready, let's go. Time is of the essence."

“Mr. Su Wei, there’s a hole in the wall of your bookstore, what should we do?” Caesar broke free of the restraints on the black cocoon and said to Su Wei with a smile.

At that moment, the arm that had just broken the wall suddenly trembled.

"It's fine, it's not my bookstore anyway," Su Wei said casually.

At the same time, the Rainbow Wing personnel scattered near the coast returned to Osaka Port.

Meanwhile, Gu Qiye, Yu Ruier, and the ninety-nine girls were standing behind the same camouflage fighter jet, leaning against the railing, silently waiting for the commander's orders.

The sea breeze ruffled their hair. Gu Qiye stared blankly at the cumulonimbus clouds in the night sky, while Yu Ruier lowered her head, her snow-white hair dancing in the wind. Jiu Shijiu crossed her arms, frowned, and turned to look at the dark sea, her pink twin ponytails rising and falling.

Gu Qiye suddenly thought of something, then picked up her phone, opened WeChat, quickly operated it for a while, and turned to Yu Ruier to say something.

"I've already sent you the video I mentioned last night via my phone."

He had barely finished speaking when a particularly concerned notification sounded from Yuriel's phone.

Yuriel fell silent, lowered her eyes, opened her phone, and tapped the WeChat screen. The screen's glow illuminated her icy blue eyes.

Just as Gu Qiye said, he sent her a video recorded while wearing a Blue Arc uniform.

Last night, after returning to the association building, Gu Qiye asked the staff of the Japan Alien Association for a set of Blue Arc Alien uniforms, which had been a long time coming.

Then he sat alone in the room, put on his uniform, turned on his phone's camera, waved in front of the lens, read out the names of the children in the orphanage, and greeted the children he had never met before through the screen.

Yuriel silently watched the blue and green figure on the screen.

She remained expressionless, raised her finger, and saved the video to her photo album. Just then, a pop-up window suddenly caught her attention.

Yuriel looked up and saw the commander's face displayed above her phone screen; she was still sitting in the swivel chair in the conference room.

Chen Qian crossed her arms and said slowly:

"The plan has undergone some changes."

“According to Garfield’s observation, the Three Bees Queen ‘Cameron’ has not appeared for quite some time, and it’s possible that she has left the island without our knowledge. After all, we already knew that she had the ability to become invisible, so it wouldn’t be difficult for her to do so.”

"Therefore, Ke Qingzheng, you and Esther will stay here to defend and do not need to participate in the assault."

Not far away, Fan Dongqing looked at his phone and asked, "Are you worried that the old lady will fall asleep?" He paused, "Or are you worried that the old lady can't handle that queen bee by herself?"

"Just to be on the safe side," Chen Qian said, "it's better to leave one more person behind. Who knows what tricks those light-devouring bees have in store for us?"

"Is this your judgment?" Ke Qing asked expressionlessly. "Are you sure you want me to stay?"

He believed his combat strength was at least in the top five in Rainbow Wing, but he hadn't expected to be left in the city by the commander.

“That’s right, this is a judgment that Garfield and I both made.” Chen Qian nodded. “He believes there is a high probability that the Three Bees have infiltrated the city, and Esther alone may not be able to handle it.”

“Alright, then I’ll stay,” Ke Qingzheng said. “But if Sanfenghou isn’t in Osaka, but on the island, then you’ll have to arrange for someone else to deal with her.”

"Don't worry, Garfield can be sent then," Fan Dongqing said lazily. "I can handle Erfenghou by myself. I don't need anyone to help me. I never understood why I was on the same team as Garfield in the first place."

Chen Qian said, "That's exactly what Garfield and I were planning."

"That's settled then. Be careful." Ke Qingzheng said, adjusting his glasses expressionlessly.

"The rest of the team is on the move," Chen Qian said. "From now on, everything will proceed according to plan."

Apart from Esther and Ke Qingzheng, the others boarded the camouflage fighter jet one after another.

As Oda Hideaki passed by the coffin, he picked up the hilt of his sword and gently tapped the coffin's exterior twice, like striking a wooden fish. "It's time to wake up, Miss Esther."

After saying that, he sheathed his sword and boarded the fighter jet without looking back.

After a while, Ke Qing turned his head and watched as four red and blue camouflage fighter jets rose into the sky, tearing through the clouds and roaring as they flew towards the uninhabited island.

He lowered his gaze and saw the black coffin in the harbor suddenly move. Then, a black-haired, red-eyed girl in a gothic dress straightened up from the coffin.

Esther yawned and said quietly, "Little one, something's happened at the Ferris wheel."

Following her gaze, Ke Qing turned to look at the glittering Ferris wheel in the night. Just then, one of the private cabins suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards, a magnificent, colossal shadow spread its wings, smashed through the car door, and shot out.

"Bang—!" A deafening roar echoed as the entire Ferris wheel began to collapse.

The giant shadow revealed itself amidst the colorful lights, resembling a five-meter-tall light-devouring bee! With its gigantic size, it tore apart each private room, pulling out all the guests and feeding them into its mouth.

Brutal roars, mixed with the screams of the crowd, echoed through the night sky.

"It's the ability of the Three Bees Marquis that transforms humans into Light-Eating Bees," Ke Qingzheng said. "We can't let her come into contact with superhumans, because the Light-Eating Bees transformed from superhumans will be even stronger."

Esther remained silent.

She straightened up and slowly stepped out of the coffin. In the darkness, it seemed as if a faint thread had appeared above her head, making her look like a puppet on a stage.

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