Dragon Raja: I started out as Erii's older brother

"Holy crap!"

"This server even has an alarm function?"

Su Mo looked again at the culprit in her arms, who was incredibly heavy.

He gritted his teeth and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

"Damn, I almost forgot, this is also a plot prop."

Then, Su Mo looked around, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

"Otacon, can you still walk?"

"No...no...my legs are too weak..."

"Okay, I got it."

Su Mo took a deep breath and gave Erii a "Leave it to me" smile.

He pulled out a bag of extra-spicy potato chips and a can of cola from his backpack, his movements as practiced as a soldier about to go into battle.

"Plan A has failed!"

Su Mo shook the cola can wildly in his hand, making a hissing sound, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.

"Now, activate Plan B!"

His roar still echoed in the treasure vault.

"That's it, just go for it—!"

Su Mo felt like a lone hero in a movie, driven to the brink of despair and ready to sacrifice himself to blow up a bunker.

The equipment was a bit shabby; in the left hand was a super spicy potato chip, and in the right hand was a bubbly bottle of soda.

"Hey! Snake, calm down!"

"There's at least a reinforced platoon outside! We'll be riddled with bullets!"

Otacon clutched his head, still slumped on the ground, trying to make a final struggle.

"A sieve? Who do you think you are?"

Su Mo grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Today, let them see what the art of modern warfare truly is!"

Before the words were even finished, hurried footsteps and angry shouts could be heard outside the heavy stone doors of the treasure vault.

"Listen up, you inside! You are surrounded! Put down the dragon bones immediately!"

"Dragon bone? Isn't that a clothes hanger?"

Su Mo muttered something, carrying the heavy skeleton on his shoulder.

His eyes sharpened, and he faced the doorway, striking a baseball pitching pose.

The bottle of soda in his hand was his only hope!

next second.

"Whoosh—!"

The Coke can traced a beautiful parabola in the air and landed precisely at the feet of the black-clad guards who had just rushed through the door.

The team leader hadn't even reacted yet.

"What is this?"

"Pfft—!"

The Coke can, after being shaken violently, exploded on the spot when it hit the ground!

The dark brown liquid, mixed with white foam, splattered all over the faces of the guards at the front, like a high-pressure water jet.

The thick syrup immediately blurred their vision, a feeling even worse than having mud smeared all over their face.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! What is this?! It's sweet!"

"My eyes! I can't open my eyes!"

"Enemy attack! It's a poison gas attack!"

Seeing the enemy in complete chaos, Su Mo nodded in satisfaction.

"I'm speechless. Are they from ancient times? Haven't they ever drunk Coke before? What's the big deal?"

He gave the enemy no chance to catch their breath.

"Taste my second wave of attack!"

Su Mo tore open the bag of extra spicy potato chips, grabbed a handful of red powder, and flung it violently toward the door.

"Secret Technique: Red Storm!"

"call--!"

The red chili powder, carried by the airflow within the treasure vault, precisely covered the entire entrance area.

Those guards who were frantically wiping the cola off their faces were immediately caught in the trap.

"Achoo—!"

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

"Help! My nose! My nose is on fire!"

"Eyes! It's eyes! Even more powerful than the last one! What kind of demonic weapon is this?!"

The sounds of sneezing and coughing, accompanied by heart-wrenching screams, created quite a commotion at the entrance to the treasure vault.

"Done."

Su Mo clapped his hands, hoisted the clothes hanger, and swaggered through the chaos, kicking the still groaning guard captain aside as he did so.

As he passed a guard kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face, he kindly patted the man on the shoulder.

"Brother, think positively. It's just a matter of having a good cry. It's not a sin for a man to cry."

He walked up to Otacon, who was still in a daze, and grabbed him by the collar.

"Let's go, my strategist. Stop pretending to be dead on the ground."

"You...you..."

Otacon pointed at Su Mo, his eyes wide open, as if he were looking at a monster.

"You call this Plan B?!?!"

"Otherwise what?"

Su Mo dragged him outside with a self-righteous air, forcibly explaining as she did so.

"That's called using existing resources to launch a devastating attack! Don't you even know what a clever strategy is?"

The two, one carrying a huge skeleton and the other being dragged on the ground, rushed out of the treasure vault.

More guards surged in from all directions in the corridor.

"stop!"

"Put down the sacred object!"

Su Mo felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the dense crowd.

"Damn it! What do we do when we run out of ammo?!"

While he was ranting and raving, he used the clothes hanger on his shoulder as a battering ram and charged forward headlong.

"Get out of my way!"

"You can't afford to pay for the damage!!"

"This thing is solid!!!"

Relying on the absurd weight of this "cross," he actually managed to force his way through the crowd.

Those guards, who were usually quite skilled, didn't dare to confront them head-on.

If you get grazed by that thing, you'll break a few bones.

The scene became extremely comical at one point.

Su Mo was like a wild bull that had stormed into a porcelain shop, charging around blindfolded and shouting all the while.

"My back! My back is going to break!"

"You're trying to scam me! I'm going to lie down now!"

Just then, another team of guards flanked from the side corridor, their target Erii, who was following behind Su Mo.

Their idea was simple: if they could control the girl, the madman would naturally stop.

Erii's face paled as she watched the menacing figure charging towards her, and she instinctively took a step back.

She saw her brother fighting bravely against the enemy, and she felt like a burden.

【no. 】

I can't cause my brother any trouble.

She quietly took out a box of bear cookies from her little duck backpack.

Then, mimicking Su Mo's earlier actions, she pinched a cookie between two fingers, her eyes instantly becoming as sharp as a character in a game.

"Whoosh—!"

The bear-shaped cookie whistled through the air, tracing a precise straight line, and landed perfectly on the forehead of the leading guard with a "smack."

The elite guard froze completely.

He felt the warmth of the small cookie on his forehead, and then looked at Erii's expression that said, "If you come any closer, I'm going to get serious."

He... he dared not move.

What is this?

A warning?

Using a cookie as a warning? What utter contempt!

His teammates behind him also stopped in their tracks, all stunned by this unbelievable scene.

Erii was encouraged by what she saw.

She pulled out a whole box of cookies, transformed into a master of hidden weapons, and began to throw them wildly at the group.

"Whoosh—!"