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Chapter 85 New Human Alliance

G3 Base Garage.

Hikawa Makoto removed his helmet, sweat trickling down his forehead. He looked down at the charred fragments stained the hem of his combat uniform, gently picking them up with his fingertips—the last traces left by the boy named Shota.

Having served as a police officer for many years, he had long been accustomed to life and death. But witnessing a seventeen-year-old boy burn his life to protect others still weighed heavily on his chest like a lead weight.

Lin Chen lightly pressed the Earth Emperor's phone in his pocket with his right hand, his senses silently spreading out, and the life force within a radius of 500 meters entered his mind. His expression was calm, and he only glanced at Bingchuan Cheng indifferently: "Don't let your guard down."

Hikawa Makoto nodded slightly, then looked down to inspect the damage to the armor. Only the soft clanging of metal parts filled the garage. The boy's sacrifice weighed heavily on their hearts; neither spoke—in this already broken world, grief was the greatest luxury.

A red alert, level one, suddenly sounded at the base, a continuous low-frequency hum penetrating the entire underground space. Takahiro Omuro's tense yet calm voice came from the control room: "All personnel, assemble at the control room immediately! A large-scale cluster of light energy has appeared in the Ginza area; the threat level has been raised to the highest."

Lin Chen and Bingchuan Cheng exchanged a glance, said nothing more, and strode towards the main control room. In the cold metal corridor, a group of researchers walked hurriedly with solemn expressions.

The lights in the control room were dimmed to their lowest setting, and a giant holographic screen covered the entire wall, with red energy dots converging at an astonishing speed in the core area of ​​Ginza.

Sitting at the control panel, Takahiro Omuro was pale, his fingers flying across the buttons, cold sweat beading on his forehead: "Captain Ozawa, the current signal count is 827, and it's still increasing."

Sumiko Ozawa stood in the control panel, her white lab coat spotless. She gazed at the fluctuating energy waveforms on the screen, her fingertips pausing for a half-second before she calmly issued the command: "Mark the coordinates of all energy sources. Immediately retrieve real-time monitoring data from the Ginza area."

The screen switches. A night view of Ginza comes into view—Marui Department Store has been transformed into a metal fortress.

Steel bars, discarded armor, and heavy building materials were neatly welded together to form a closed fortress over twenty meters high. A line of scarlet spray paint appeared on the outer wall: The old humans are dead, the new humans shall rise.

Outside the fortress, four guards clad in short metal armor stood at attention, spears in hand. Behind the ruins and broken walls, a mother held her child tightly in her arms, gently covering the child's mouth to stop the crying.

The surveillance footage was forcibly taken over.

Takahiro Omuro tried switching to another screen.

Throughout Tokyo—public screens, hospital surveillance screens—were all dominated by the same image.

A middle-aged man stood on the top platform of the metal fortress. He wore a neat black casual suit and a regular mechanical watch on his left wrist. His back was to the city lights, and his face was stern.

He opened his mouth, and his voice traveled through the radio waves to every corner of Tokyo: "Tokyo, I am Ryuichi Kurosaki, head of the New Human Alliance."

"The old order has completely collapsed. The Metropolitan Police Department is using civilians for experiments, and the government only lies and shirks responsibility. The old humans are weak, selfish, and powerless to protect themselves, let alone maintain the order of survival. This world is no longer under their control."

"Superpowered individuals are a new form of humanity, the only race qualified to survive and rule. Effective immediately, the New Human Alliance will take over the core area of ​​Tokyo and implement full control over the region."

His words were cold: "Those who obey the Alliance's control will receive food, water, and safe shelter; those who resist will bear all the consequences themselves."

As the words fell, the camera slowly panned down, focusing on the plaza in front of the fortress. Three men attempting to organize a civilian uprising were being held down by two Awakened. Kurosaki Ryuichi gently raised his right hand.

"These aren't just a few scattered thugs; they're an organized armed force." Hojo Toru leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his usual arrogance somewhat diminished. His left hand unconsciously rested on the hilt of his gun, his knuckles slightly white. "Who did this?"

Two thick metal plates suddenly rose from the ground and closed in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

After a dull, soft thud.

The camera didn't show any gory scenes, only three bodies falling silently to the ground. Kurosaki Ryuichi's voice rang out again: "Those who obstructed control and resisted the Alliance, dealt with."

"I'll reiterate one last time." His voice was icy as he delivered his final declaration, "The old humanity is dead; the new humanity shall rise."

The screen returned to normal, but the air in the control room seemed to freeze.

"Ryuichi Kurosaki, 42 years old, former executive director of Mitsubishi Heavy Industries." Sumiko Ozawa pulled up a file, and a middle-aged man in a black suit with a cold face appeared on the screen. "He was involved in the supply chain for the Metropolitan Police Department's superpower experiments and knew some of the inside story of the Red Serum. After the chaos broke out, the light power latent in his body merged with the serum residue, awakening the ability to manipulate metal across the entire domain."

Lin Chen's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. — This didn't seem like a rioter looting and vandalizing; rather, it seemed like an ambitious man seeking to rebuild order, using power as the sole criterion.

Hikawa Makoto slammed his fist against the metal wall, his suppressed anger almost bursting forth—the order he had upheld for half his life was now being openly trampled upon before his very eyes.

Hojo Toru's expression was grave.

"These aren't ordinary thugs; they're an organized armed group." His left hand unconsciously rested on the handle of his gun at his waist. "Who did this?"

"Ryuichi Kurosaki, 42 years old, former CEO of Mitsubishi Heavy Industries." Sumiko Ozawa pulled up a file, and a middle-aged man in a black suit with a cold face appeared on the screen. "He was involved in the supply chain for the Metropolitan Police Department's superpower experiments and knew some of the inside story of the Red Potion. After the chaos broke out, the light power latent in his body merged with the drug residue, awakening his ability to manipulate metal."

Lin Chen remained silent.

Sumiko Ozawa said, "Record: The New Human Alliance is a threat at SS level. Be on high alert."

Having witnessed the execution, Takahiro Omuro's face turned as white as paper, but he still stared intently at the radar data, steadfastly holding his post and silently recording every move of the league.

Base shelter.

Holding a crayon drawing, Sato Koyuki nestled in her grandfather's arms and sobbed softly, "Grandpa, I'm scared—" Sato Genji gently stroked her hair to soothe her anxiety.

Inside the hospital.

Yuko Nakamura squatted beside the wounded, her hands moving constantly, only slightly frowning as she gently stroked each of the frightened civilians with a healing glow.

In the midst of ruins.

After a moment of silence, Kenta Tanaka picked up the next concrete slab.

The ordinary people on the street looked towards Ginza with complicated expressions.

The declaration of the New Human Alliance was like a sharp knife, tearing open the entire crumbling society.

Some people began to walk spontaneously toward Ginza.

In just one hour, the New Human Alliance's power began to expand rapidly.

The number of defectors exceeded 1,900, of which 500 were awakened individuals with superpowers, most of whom were violent elements who had previously committed riots and looting, and were recruited by Kurosaki's power and ideology; the remaining 1,400 were ordinary civilians seeking refuge. In this precarious world, might makes right, and they would rather submit to a dictator than die in chaos.

Ryuichi Kurosaki divided the area under his control into clearly defined zones, with the Ginza Fortress at its core.

The core control zone is the Ginza Fortress, the alliance's command center; the controlled zone covers the three major commercial districts of Shinjuku, Shibuya, and Ikebukuro, where supplies are confiscated and armed patrols are conducted; the outer zone consists of residential areas, where only basic patrols are maintained, preventing superpowered individuals from committing violence at will, but suppressing all resistance. The alliance implements militarized management, with disciplined operations, completely replacing the ineffective Metropolitan Police Department and becoming the true controller of Tokyo.

Inside the G3 base.

After Kurosaki Ryuichi announced the declaration of the New Human Alliance, Ozawa Sumiko began to issue a series of orders: "Immediately activate the backup concrete barrier to block metal signals in order to prevent Kurosaki from directly controlling the metal structure of the base."

All civilians in the shelter were transferred to the underground safe house, accompanied by a medical team; Glacier, immediately replace the G3-X with non-metallic combat components to weaken the effect of ability counter; Tail Chamber, continuously monitor the Alliance's movements and report any attack signals immediately.

"Received." Hikawa Makoto replied in a deep voice, then turned and walked towards the hangar. He suppressed his anger, because he knew that impulsiveness would only lead to everyone's deaths. At this moment, the only thing he could do was to hold the line and protect the civilians behind him.

Hojo Toru snorted coldly, drew his pistol, checked the magazine, and said with his usual arrogance, "I'll go check the patrol equipment."

Sumiko Ozawa looked up at Lin Chen, about to ask if he was completely countered by those with the ability to manipulate metal. —From the very beginning, when she referenced the Orga armor, she had discovered that only the outer layer of the Orga armor was made of a special alloy, providing stronger defense; the true energy source was photon blood and Lin Chen's unique body.

She had also tried to figure out who Lin Chen really was.

However, considering that Lin Chen had been fulfilling his duties since joining the G3 team, she didn't insist.

The situation is dire now, and she feels it's time to confront Lin Chen.

Before he could finish speaking, Takahiro Omuro exclaimed in alarm, "Chief Ozawa! The radar has detected a large number of Awakened individuals moving rapidly towards the base. The number—no less than a hundred!"

Sumiko Ozawa's face darkened, and her fingers flew across the control panel: "All personnel on alert! Activate perimeter security procedures. Defense teams, take your positions!"

She turned to Lin Chen, her tone urgent yet steady: "Lin Chen, go to the main gate of the base immediately to check the situation. Remember to find out their intentions first, and don't act rashly."

"Understood." Lin Chen nodded lightly, then turned and strode quickly toward the base entrance.

In less than half a minute, Lin Chen was already standing behind the concrete barrier at the main gate of the base. His senses extended, and a dense aura of life was rapidly approaching from afar. He narrowed his eyes, looking at the surging crowd in the distance, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly—the number of people was far more than a hundred; a rough estimate suggested there were at least three hundred.