Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Phew! Finally I can rest..."

He rubbed his temples and explained to Bai Mucheng, "The Wu family has been commissioned to come to Tokyo to do security work; it's a rare and big order."

Bai Mucheng guessed, "Is it Pi Ke?"

"It's related to those primitive people."

Wu Lian nodded. "To be precise, the Wu family was hired by the Quan Yuan Society to serve as secret bodyguards for 'Nobel Prize in Chemistry' Dr. Albert Payne."

"—That is, to protect secretly."

"After all, Pike's existence is too special, and someone might be eyeing Dr. Payne who is associated with him."

"Like Piccolo, Nobel laureates are a treasure of the world, so we must protect them, both openly and secretly!"

Wu Lian stretched.

"The Wu family has mobilized a lot of people, working in four shifts to lie in wait. We just finished our shift and came to take a walk to get some fresh air before going back to rest."

"..."

Bai Mucheng understood and invited everyone from the Wu clan to make themselves at home.

He took a shower first, then changed into a set of dry clothes, and prepared to go out again.

Accompanying Bai Mucheng was Wu Fengshui.

Bai Mucheng casually said, "There's still sparkling water in the fridge. Feel free to drink it if you want, or you can just relax in the living room."

"Oh, thanks!"

Wu Lianyi gave a thumbs-up to the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Hall, then couldn't help but ask curiously, "So, where are you two going?"

Shiramu Cheng replied with a smile, "Go find that 'Dr. Alberto Payne'."

Upon hearing this, a member of the Wu clan immediately facepalmed and exclaimed, "See? See? Sure enough, someone from the underworld is looking for Dr. Payne!"

Another Wu clan member decisively waved her hand, "I give up. The bodyguards that the Wu clan provided for Dr. Payne can't stop Brother Bai Mu."

Bai Mucheng smiled wryly, "...I'm not going to kidnap anyone."

During the conversation, he had already put on his shoes. "Going to see Dr. Payne was just on the way; the key person is someone else..."

Wu Lianyi asked curiously, "Who?"

"—Reikai-oh, he wants to see Pike."

Bai Mucheng lowered his gaze and said earnestly and carefully, "I want to protect the Sea King."

After saying that, he turned around and left with Wu Fengshui.

It wasn't until after the two left that the Wu clan members in the living room realized that Bai Mucheng was referring to the "Fist Hero".

Wu Lian blinked, "...Protect...who??"

……

……

Wu Fengshui rode his motorcycle with Bai Mucheng on the back.

The two headed straight for the hotel where "Dr. Albert Payne" was staying.

About an hour later, the two arrived safely.

Meanwhile, Dr. Payne's hotel was surrounded by numerous reporters, and there were even many protesters on the perimeter.

They came because of Pico's hunting of Siberian tigers.

Although this incident has not been widely reported, the act of "airlifting wild Siberian tigers" is hard to hide, and rumors are now circulating.

Homunculus from the Cretaceous period, 200 million years ago, were preying on modern endangered animals?!

Those who opposed this formed a protest group and approached the person in charge of "Pico," namely Dr. Payne.

Reporters, sensing the opportunity, flocked to Dr. Payne's opinion.

Meanwhile, the "Wu Clan," responsible for covert protection, were also mingling among the crowd to prevent any attacks by extremists.

"..."

Wu Fengshui parked the car some distance away and secretly observed with Bai Mucheng.

Soon, Dr. Payne emerged from the hotel.

The little old man with a full head of white hair was wearing a loose suit, looking serious and calm.

The department responsible for overt protection is the Metropolitan Police Department's Secret Burial Division, led by Division Chief "Makoto Shinkansen" himself, to ensure that no accidents occur.

"Dr. Payne!"

A reporter had already squeezed to the front and handed out a microphone. "Normally, I don't need to explain this to you, but please allow me to emphasize it."

"The Siberian tiger, which lives in northwestern Siberia, is the largest cat species in the world today."

“Some of these individuals can grow to about four meters in size.”

"However, due to overhunting and environmental destruction, their wild population is declining sharply."

"According to the investigation, there are only 500 left!"

The reporter posed the question, "Using the last 500 wild tigers to feed primitive people—do you really think that's feasible?!"

"..."

Dr. Payne looked completely calm.

"I hope everyone can clearly understand one thing—"

"Pico's existence is a miracle."

“Now that Piccolo’s diet is in trouble, is it really okay to let this irreplaceable ‘just one person’ go hungry?”

"The endangered status of wild Siberian tigers is a worrying issue."

"However, the only thing Pico can eat now is the Siberian tiger, so shouldn't we be grateful for its 'five hundred' numbers?"

Dr. Payne, already prepared for the worst, spoke in a deep voice.

"It's not that there are 'only' five hundred, but that there are 'more' five hundred!"

"Even if we eat the last one, it doesn't matter! Even if the entire species goes extinct, so what!!"

"Pico's value as a single person is higher than that of any other animal species!"

"..."

After he finished speaking, the reporters and the protesters fell silent, stunned by Dr. Payne's imposing presence.

Dr. Payne said no more and was escorted by the Burial Division to a bridge vehicle, which drove away from the crowd.

Regardless of the uproar his words might cause in the newspapers, Dr. Payne had no interest in paying attention.

For this stubborn scientist, Pi is now the most important thing!

……

……

The driver was Grandma Eagle from the Secret Burial Division.

Section Chief Manabe Takumi sat in the same row as Dr. Payne, watching the protesters gradually disappear into the distance in the rearview mirror, and let out a soft sigh.

"You truly deserve to be called a big figure in academia; no matter how many people there are, they can't suppress your aura."

This is not flattery, but simply a statement of fact.

Dr. Payne didn't seem to mind, saying, "Anyway, thank you for taking me."

"It's just my duty."

Manabe Takumi leaned back in his seat. "It's about a half-hour drive to Tokyo Dome, so you can rest easy."

Dr. Payne thanked him and closed his eyes for a short rest.

Just then, Manabe Takumi suddenly noticed a motorcycle following behind, with two people on it, whose faces looked very familiar.

"Are they from the [Battle Soul] clan and the Wu clan?"

Manabu glanced at him and asked Dr. Payne, "Doctor, you haven't offended any fighters from the underworld, have you?"

Dr. Payne: "..."

Dr. Payne: "...?"

Seeing the doctor's blank expression, Zhen Kunjiang felt relieved. "It's alright, sorry to bother you. Please continue to rest."

……

……

Half an hour later, it began to get dark.

The car and the motorcycle drove one after the other into the underground parking lot on one side of Tokyo Dome.

Two groups of people got off the bus one after the other, and after turning left and right inside the Tokyo Dome, they finally arrived at an elevator with the Tokugawa family crest.

The two from the Secret Burial Division were brought here and were waiting by the elevator.

As Dr. Payne stepped onto the elevator, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui joined him, preparing to head to the underground arena together.

"...It's you."

Dr. Payne noticed Shiraki Cheng, whom he had previously seen in the video of the "military base invasion" incident.

Since they were insiders at the underground arena, Dr. Payne had no reason to stop them, so the three of them took the elevator together to the sixth basement level.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened, and after walking along the corridor, we finally pushed open the main door and arrived at the underground arena.

"..."

Wu Fengshui's gaze swept across the area.

By this time, a group of people had already gathered in the front row of the audience, having waited there for quite some time.

Tokugawa Mitsunari, Captain Strei, and Katahara Metsudo.