Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 121 - Looks like it's easy

—【Main Quest: Survive for fifteen days, or defeat the descending Yamata no Orochi avatar. Success grants all party members one B-rank side quest and 5000 reward points; failure incurs no penalty.】

Transmission complete.

The ground beneath my feet became stable again; it was a layer of solid industrial cement. It was neatly laid on the sidewalk beside a wide road, with green belts and various buildings on both sides.

A city. A modern city.

Si Ming's thoughts returned to a stable state after the teleportation ended.

The divine light barrier remained stable, and outside it, a sparse flow of people could be seen. Their skin colors varied, and their ages ranged from young to old. Most of them appeared quite healthy, even robust. Even through the divine barrier, one could almost sense the flow of blood and energy within these ordinary people.

An international, modern metropolis.

The residents of this city possess physical strength exceeding the average human on Earth.

The toes lightly touch the ground.

A small patch of cement beneath Si Ming's feet immediately cracked, and he had calculated the force he had applied—the cement used to construct this sidewalk was about 30% stronger than the standard strength of cement on Earth. And advancements in materials science naturally mean many things.

"We've arrived, everyone."

The spell was cast silently. Without much exchange, the reincarnators' auras were concealed and their presence diminished. Their attire was subtly adjusted; Siming's Night Demon Armor transformed into a regular trench coat. In the blink of an eye, he appeared as an ordinary foreign tourist.

He's like that, and so are most others.

The teammates stood apart, and Liesel's mental link was successfully and secretly established in the hearts of the Celestials.

We can still communicate using language.

“It seems your guess was correct, Captain.” Jacob glanced at his wristwatch. The Shroud of Horrors and the Crown of Thorns on his body transformed into casual clothes and a sun hat. “Our main mission is to deal with Orochi, and if we do nothing, it will probably take less than half a month for the fully restored Orochi to begin its destruction of the world.”

“Without restrictions on our movement, it doesn’t feel like a world where we can escape to outer space by taking a spaceship.” Valentina looked up, her gaze passing over the barrier of light from the Supreme God to the sky above. Her electronic prosthetic eye lit up, and the light ring on her finger emitted a faint glow. Even though she couldn’t interfere with the outside world at the moment, she still saw something of value in the sky.

"The colors of the atmosphere are abnormal, and the texture of the sun as a light source looks strange... I see stars, but they seem somewhat homogeneous. And those satellites... they're only a few dozen kilometers away. They're flying too low."

“Plane structure.” Jacob nodded slightly. “I’ve experienced it in the world of Dungeons & Dragons. While the flat-sky, flat-earth configuration is relatively rare, it’s not unusual.”

"Could it be a worldview where a tortoise carries the earth on its back?" Yu Zhiwei tilted her head slightly.

“It might not be a tortoise, but it could very well be a snake.” Siming nodded. “The possibility that the world is being carried on the back of the Yamata no Orochi isn’t out of the question. After all…”

"What the main god asked us to defeat was the incarnation of 'Yamata no Orochi,' not the serpent itself. Of course, I'm more inclined to believe that your conjecture is just a philosophical coincidence."

“A creator who doesn’t value martial ethics is indeed a headache,” Yu Zhiwei shrugged. “However, Orochi’s character design has never seemed to reach the level of a creator… Hmm, so what should we do? Just go and participate in that '98th KOF'?”

She pointed to the distance beyond the light screen, and at the tip of her finger, a giant holographic advertisement on a tall building was displaying subtitles.

The 98th King of Fighters Championship is about to begin. Who will claim the title of the strongest?

That building is very tall and eye-catching.

It is located in the very center of the city, and it is a hundred stories high that can be seen with the naked eye. As long as the reincarnators descend into the city, they will be able to see it, and as long as they see it, they will be able to see the subtitles on it.

As a hint, it couldn't be simpler.

So……

“This is South Town, and that building should be 'Geely Howard's' commercial building... The current situation is very favorable for us. So, once the plot begins, let's proceed directly with the first plan.”

After a moment's thought, Si Ming made his decision.

"Ranger, you're in charge of electronic hacking from the very beginning. Gather all sorts of intelligence about this world while ensuring your own presence is concealed—the Main God should have assigned us identities; if not, create one for us. Also, prioritize investigating organizations like NESTS and Haruka. Don't go too deep; just make sure they exist."

NESTS is an ancient organization whose primary business was trade before revealing its ambitions. Similarly, the forces of the Distant Frontier are often conspirators who have played a significant role in history, helping the Orochi clan resurrect Orochi. Their very existence means they have nowhere to hide from those with ulterior motives.

“Bishop, you're in charge of gathering intelligence on the mystical realm. Also, ensure we aren't located or exposed by strange divination techniques. Additionally, try to seal away some ordinary natural forces. This will serve as a reference for our tactics when dealing with opponents like the Eight Heroes.” Valentina and Jacob both nodded; these were their areas of expertise. Simin's gaze then shifted to the eager Liesel.

"Morning Star, do not deploy the shielded zone for now. Prioritize scanning and exploring the surrounding area. But do not venture too deep into the sky or underground. If you sense a scanning black zone, do not trigger it lightly. At the same time, maintain uninterrupted mental communication. If unexpected situations arise, prioritize your own safety, even if it means leaking some information."

Morning Star was the code name Liesel gave herself. She clenched her little fist and nodded her head forcefully.

"I understand. I will try my best!" This was her first official role in the Celestial Team, and she would do her utmost to fulfill it.

Si Ming nodded, offering neither comfort nor adding extra pressure. He simply turned his gaze to Almalia.

Her physical condition has improved, but her mental state definitely needs further strengthening. Therefore, it's best for her to stay somewhere closer to Liesel and farther from Yu Zhiwei.

"Singer, I'm entrusting their safety to you. Is that alright?"

“Leave it to me.” The Slavic woman pounded her chest. Her long, gray ponytail swayed slightly. Next, if everything went smoothly, they would find a safe place after ensuring aerial safety, activate the Millennium Falcon, and hide within the thick clouds in the sky, thus establishing a secure rear.

“I have left beacons on you.” Jacob held a stone tablet disguised as a cell phone, with four faint glows emanating from it. “Within a certain distance, I can teleport you to my side—sorry, this thing will need to be reset after the arrival. But for now, it’s working well.”

Four beacons—the beacons naturally weren't on the passengers. The Yellow Dragon… no, the Five Emperor Dragons' teleportation technique finally had an alternative. Siming then turned his gaze away.

"Swordsman, swordsman. You two will form a team and, after the intelligence network is established, go find those fighters in South Town who are relatively easy to talk to according to the established rules—don't use any overly flashy methods, find a reason to fight them with your fighting skills. Assess their level and figure out how strong they are."

Song Tian nodded slightly, and the Snow Drink he carried concealed its divine weapon brilliance. Luo Yinglong, on the other hand, grinned.

"Challenging the dojo, huh? That's something I'm good at. I remember there was a Kyokugenryu dojo in these works, I think it was called something like Sakazaki Yuri?"

“It’s Yuri Sakazaki,” Valentina corrected. “The members of the Art of Fighting team are one of the fighter teams that benefit from the protagonist’s aura. However, compared to all sorts of monsters and monsters, their combat strength is probably only at the mid-level among powerful fighters.”

"No problem," Luo Yinglong waved his hand. "At worst, I can take on their entire team by myself. Uh... I guess you can use a sword when challenging them, right?"

“Kyokugenryu is a karate dojo,” Song Tian suddenly interjected, then emphasized. “Karate, the way.”

"Gulp..." Luo Yinglong's excited expression suddenly froze. Then he revealed a sly smile. "Well, there's still you, Swordsman. A Grandmaster shouldn't be unable to do anything without a sword, right?"

Song Tian did not answer.

But he raised his hand to strike.

Si Ming's gaze immediately shifted from the two of them to Yu Zhiwei.

"So, you're a traveler... a traveler?"

"I'm listening." Yu Zhiwei shifted her gaze from the outside of the light screen. "Sorry, I was a little distracted because I was seeing some rather strange guys..."

"Weird guy?"

"Programmer, you know, all I'm covered in is code and data frames... It's nothing, you should know I have a lot of random thoughts in my head. My perspective is a bit different from yours, um, I can't find it anymore."

“…Is that so?” Si Ming frowned, not continuing on this topic that Yu Zhiwei didn’t want to delve into. “Then, you can move around freely for now, traveler. If you discover anything unusual, remember to report it immediately.”

"Understood." Yu Zhiwei appeared energetic. "And you, Professor, what are you planning to do?"

He didn't say anything, but simply looked up. The hundred-story building, perhaps the very place where Geese Howard died in the original story, came into view.

"Find a character who isn't so easy to talk to, and test his mettle."

The next moment, the divine light barrier surrounding the reincarnators quietly faded.

The clamor poured in from the outside, and the surrounding crowd came alive.

World No. 5, The King of Fighters '98.
Everything began from this point.

(End of this chapter)