Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 125: Unraveling the Mystery
Si Ming made a judgment.

His wish was immediately fulfilled.

Within seconds, the surveillance system covering the entire South Town sprang into action. A large number of unrecorded video recordings were quickly retrieved, and the area where Simin had walked was clearly visible to Valentina.

She examined every possibility, digging out every possible loophole. And soon, Siming received Valentina's calculated reply.

Valentina: [There are indeed some things, some rather special moments, that will attract your attention as you pass by—you were delayed for about eleven seconds because of that clumsy JK. And within those eleven seconds, two things will catch your eye.]

The communication interface flickered slightly, displaying two videos in Si Ming's view. The first video showed a rather unassuming fighter, but undeniably famous in the King of Fighters series, crossing the street. Had Si Ming not wasted a few seconds, he would have made eye contact with this warrior named Kensou on the street. The other video, however…

Valentina: [A kidnapping case.]

The second video clip flips rapidly, showing a smartly dressed, fashionable woman crossing the street when an ordinary-looking minivan pulls up from the side. The van stops, the door opens, and several burly men immediately reach out and grab the unfortunate woman, pulling her inside. The entire ordeal lasts less than three seconds before the van starts moving again.

Si Ming: [That woman.]

Valentina: [I'm investigating... Hmm, seems to be just an ordinary rich girl. Wait, the people who kidnapped her are a bit unusual. Ah, they're remnants of Mr. Big's gang, the previous Dark Lord of Southtown. After Mr. Big's defeat by Geese Howard, these people gathered together and hid in the Bay Area doing kidnappings... I've found their hideout. Damn it, there's no surveillance!]

Liesel: [Um... I saw it! The abandoned factory in the East Bay slums. There are so many people there, and several women kidnapped in the warehouse... Ugh, these people are so mean!]

Si Ming: [You can handle this as you see fit, as long as you don't get involved yourself. Do whatever you want, but if you do take action, don't leave any survivors except for the innocent.]

Valentina: [I understand... These scumbags don't deserve to go to jail alive! But... aren't you coming?]

Si Ming: [Mark the location of the kidnapping for me. Then...]

He stood atop Gistah, gazing down at the distant city streets and the even more distant sky. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his emotions surged under the influence of the third-tier gene lock.

—What would I have done if I had walked down that street normally?
Thoughts took flight.

The third-tier gene lock can simulate the emotions of others, and naturally, it can also simulate the user who unlocks it. And soon, the correct response appeared in Si Ming's eyes.

He wouldn't go after that 'Kensou'—even if that person was the protagonist of the game 'Psycho Soldier' ​​with the powerful ability to control the dragon's aura—he did recognize him, but even without role-playing mode, Si Mingming wouldn't randomly approach a 19-year-old high school student and interact with him, or fight him.

Being eager to hunt is not his style.

Having decided to go find Geese Howard first, he would not easily change his course of action.

and so……

—I won't stop.

—I will see the scene when that rich girl is kidnapped.

—I will act, I will stop it… That van couldn't possibly go more than ten meters. And if something is really trying to avoid me, then there must be something left behind near the point that attracts my attention.

It's too late.

Even if he were to teleport there immediately, it would be difficult to find any living creatures—Siming's gaze had already locked onto the actual location of that neighborhood. And with his current eyesight, he was able to overlook the detailed outline of that area from the top of the Gis Tower.

He saw nothing unusual, neither a stranger nor anything unusual. The commission for Valentina had been reissued. The chivalrous lady, diligently upholding justice, shouldn't keep him waiting too long.

after all……

There are still things to do.

A slight breeze stirred behind him, and a slow heartbeat came into Si Ming's senses. Without turning around, Si Ming knew what was happening behind him. And before the Dark Emperor of Southern Town could make a move, he calmly spoke.

"I've heard that Geese Howard is an arrogant and conceited man. He has a proper understanding of his own strength and doesn't dwell on defeats. But now it seems that my information might be flawed?"

The man's laughter rang out, a voice that was magnetic and contained an undeniable, undisguised wickedness.

"I've heard of people claiming to be gods, so there are things even gods don't know?"

God.

Not a god.

Si Ming refers to himself as 'Deity', not God.

This terminology should have a clear divine transcription in Southtown, an international city where English is the predominant language.

“You know me.” Simin used a statement of certainty, giving Gis no time to think, and went a step further. “You know why I came.”

he does not know.

If he had known, he wouldn't have said those things when he first met Si Ming.

But Si Ming asked this question so that he would think about it.

thinking.

The third stage of gene lock operates silently.

The Dark Emperor of South Town said nothing. But at such close range, and with the information from the previous demonstration of their strength, it was enough for Si Ming to form a vague model in his mind.

He saw it.

He saw a tall, strong man. He saw that this man enjoyed the deep trust of Geese Howard.

He saw that the man had notified Geese the moment he emerged from the ground floor of Howard Tower… not through direct conversation, but via communication… no, communication devices couldn't possibly escape Valentina's surveillance. The way this man notified Geese must have been through something else, something secretive and special.

Some kind of unconventional communication, some kind of supernatural channel. And what it conveyed to Geese Howard was—

Beware of men who claim to be 'gods'; stall them, and then—

We feel this is the end.

The Dark Emperor of South Town chuckled, seemingly sensing something.

“I don’t believe in God.” The blond middle-aged man stepped toward the edge of the building. “And I don’t care what some self-proclaimed god wants to do.”

"You've already won. You're free to do whatever you want from now on. But I'm really looking forward to it..."

One step, and you're in trouble.

The Dark Emperor of South Town revealed a ferocious smile, like that of a hungry wolf.

"...In the depths of hell, I saw your arrogant and conceited face."

He fell.

Just like the character Geese Howard's fate in many games. Siming vaguely remembered that Geese jumped off buildings so many times that a long compilation could be made. And in many of these falls, he would fake his death to escape, or break through at the last minute.

And this time...

A soft, distant sound came from the bottom of the hundred-story building.

Immediately following were the terrified screams and panicked escapes of passersby.

—[Defeat Geese Howard's forces to obtain 1 C-rank side quest and 2500 reward points.]

It seems he's dead.

But it's hard to say whether it will reappear with a different skin at some point in the future.

Valentina's lighthearted voice reached my ears. It seemed she had enjoyed the relaxation activities more easily than expected.

Valentina: [Phew... I took care of a bunch of social scum. That feels much better... Hmm, Professor, I think I'm making some progress on the task you just asked me to do.]

She found some information.

The data flashed rapidly on Siming's display terminal.

Geese Howard was the second Dark Lord of South Town, while the first was a bald man known as Mr. Biggs, skilled with nunchucks. And in this generational shift in the underworld, there was indeed one—no, a group—who contributed significantly to this conflict!

Valentina couldn't find the most detailed records. Only vague accounts remained of the events of that generational war. However, traces of those who shone brightly during that dark transition still lingered on this land.

He was a tall, strong man who never said his name.

But he still mingled with a group of quite capable individuals within the world of fighters. And they called him—

【Navigator!】

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'boom--! ! ! ’

Yu Zhiwei's punch grazed past Qiong's ear. The sharp gust of wind tore a long, narrow gash in the bartender's ear. This missed opportunity, however, brought the fight to a close.

It's not that we can't hit it, but that there's no need to hit it.

The female fighter's pretty face turned pale in an instant. She knew her life had been spared.

"I lost." Qiong lowered her hand from her boxing stance, looking at Yu Zhiwei with eyes that seemed to regard her as a humanoid monster. "I am far inferior to you in both strength and speed... If we were in the ring, I would hardly be able to withstand even one move."

The Phantom Bar had been reduced to an abandoned building, and all the terrain that could have provided leverage or created space had been blasted away by Yu Zhiwei's sonic punches, which unleashed pure physical power. There was no room left to maneuver. And so the battle ended.

"You're too modest, Miss Qiong." Yu Zhiwei smiled gently, and even though she was trying to disguise herself, her striking beauty was still evident. "I'm just naturally strong. I've learned a lot of fighting techniques from you."

"Ha, then I'll have something to brag about now." Joan tugged at her collar cheerfully. "Someone like you might even shine in KOF... no, I think you could win the championship. Ha, looks like some of my friends are in for a headache."

"Miss Qiong, do you have a friend who's going to participate in KOF?" Yu Zhiwei tilted her head. She had already prepared her follow-up remarks. But a newly acquired piece of information made her slightly change what she was about to say. "I heard there's a man in South Town who calls himself 'Navigator' and is quite good at fighting. Could it be him?"

The transition was a bit abrupt, but Qiong should give a reply. Yu Zhiwei could sense that the female fighter in front of her had already developed a considerable degree of acceptance of her. After all, she looked beautiful with makeup on, and her fighting style was quite agile. If they got to know each other better, she might even be invited to join her as a trio in the KOF tournament.

however--

Joan's face suddenly turned cold.

This emotional shift was even more abrupt than Zhiwei's impromptu remarks. It was as if something cold had overwhelmed her thinking at that moment, leaving a large "favorability -1" label on her.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I don’t think our relationship is good enough to talk about this.”

(End of this chapter)