One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Tianyi, who was walking in front of him, had a bamboo skewer in his mouth with the last half of a takoyaki on it.

Those eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, were looking around with great interest.

"Grandson, your physical fitness isn't up to par."

Zhang Tianyi stopped in front of a figurine shop, threw the bamboo skewers into the nearby trash can, and turned back to give Zhang Chulan a disdainful look:

"You're already out of breath after just three blocks? I bet you've been practicing the Golden Light Mantra so much that it's all over your stomach."

"This isn't just a matter of three streets!"

Zhang Chulan, on the verge of tears, shook the bag in his hand: "You buy figurines by the box! If you keep going like this, Xing Tong and I will have to become camels!"

Feng Xingtong, who was walking behind, also had a wry smile on his face. He was carrying three huge Gundam model boxes in his arms, and he could barely see the road. He could only move forward by following Zhang Chulan's back.

"Brother Chu Lan is right... Good heavens, the shopping environment in Japan is indeed great, but we're practically overloaded here..."

Zhang Tianyi ignored the complaints of these two unpaid laborers.

He turned his head and looked at a group of young people who were standing in line in front of a crepe stand.

Wang Ye was still wearing a hoodie, his hands in his pockets, staring at the fancy Japanese text on the menu with a look of utter despair.

Zhuge Qing, on the other hand, was in his element.

He was wearing a flashy pink shirt and was chatting fluently in Japanese with a young Japanese girl who was making crepes, making her cover her mouth and laugh.

And between these two big men.

Chen Duo and Feng Baobao were holding hands, their big eyes blinking as they stared at the sizzling, oily grill pan on the stall.

"Sister Bao'er, that one with strawberries and cream looks delicious," Chen Duo said softly, pointing to the picture on the menu.

Since she put on that French-style floral dress, Chen Duo's popularity on the street has skyrocketed.

Many young Japanese men passing by couldn't help but glance at her, but because of the several burly men behind her whose faces seemed to say "keep away," none of them dared to approach her.

"Hmm, the red one looks nice. But I want the one with sausage and egg; that should taste even better."

Feng Baobao swallowed hard and gave her advice.

"Alright, stop picking and choosing, give me two of everything!"

Zhang Tianyi strolled over and snapped his fingers with great flair.

He nudged Zhuge Qing with his elbow: "Little Zhuge, stop flirting with girls and hurry up and pay. Don't forget you're our financial director for this trip."

Zhuge Qing smiled helplessly, took out a black card from his pocket, and handed it over:

"What Tianye said is true. Tianxia will cover all your expenses for this trip to Tokyo. Xingtong's black card will definitely ensure that you are not treated unfairly."

Chen Duo carefully took a bite of the freshly baked crepe.

The sweet and sour taste of strawberries, mixed with the aroma of cream, melted in her mouth, and the little girl's eyes immediately curved into two crescent moons.

"Master, this is sweet." She handed the half of the food she hadn't eaten yet to Zhang Tianyi.

Zhang Tianyi took a big bite from her hand and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's not bad, but the portion is too small, not even enough to fill a tooth gap."

He chewed on his crepe while looking up at the other side of the street.

There is a huge five-story building there.

The exterior walls are covered with posters of various fighting games, and deafening electronic sound effects emanate from inside.

"go!"

Zhang Tianyi's eyes lit up, and she stuffed the remaining wrapping paper into Wang Ye's arms.

"After indulging in sweets all day, it's time to stretch your fingers."

The group stormed into what was touted as the largest arcade in all of Akihabara.

The first floor has claw machines, the second floor has music games, and when you get to the third floor, the atmosphere instantly becomes lively.

The rows of classic fighting arcade machines were packed with people, the sounds of joysticks clanging and buttons clicking filling the air.

Zhang Tianyi walked up to a Street Fighter game console.

Across from me sat a young Japanese man with dyed blond hair and an earring; he was clearly a seasoned expert who frequented this place.

The screen in front of him already displayed the words "more than ten consecutive wins".

A group of high school students had gathered around to watch the spectacle, cheering him loudly.

Without saying a word, Zhang Tianyi pulled out a chair and plopped down in it.

He pushed his sunglasses up over his head, took a game coin out of his pocket, and inserted it with a clink.

The blond young man opposite him glanced up at the foreign man in the trench coat, curled his lip, whistled dismissively, and put his hands back on the joystick.

"Master, you know how to do this?"

Zhang Chulan piled the luggage at his feet, leaned over and asked curiously, "This thing requires fast hands and quick reflexes, you old man..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The countdown on the screen ended, and the word "FIGHT" flashed by.

Zhang Tianyi suddenly rubbed his left hand on the joystick, while his four fingers on his right hand moved across the keys like they were playing the piano!

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The speed was ridiculously fast!

On the screen, Zhang Tianyi's chosen character immediately started with an unreasonable slide tackle.

Then came a series of fluid aerial combos, leaving not a single gap in between.

"KO!"

Accompanied by an exaggerated game sound effect.

The blond-haired youth on the other side didn't even press the defense button before his health bar instantly dropped to zero!

"..."

The group of Japanese high school students who had been jeering just moments before fell silent.

The blond-haired youth stared blankly at the dim screen in front of him, his hand still gripping the joystick.

Was he instantly killed?

He was taken down in one combo before he could even use a single skill?!

"That's it?"

Zhang Tianyi leaned back in his chair, stretched his wrists, and looked on with an expression that said, "How lonely it is to be invincible."

He tapped on the glass of the machine and beckoned to the blond guy opposite him: "Again, don't let me win too boringly."

The golden retriever couldn't stand this provocation and gritted its teeth to put in another coin.

Second round.

Fifteen seconds, trapped in a corner, endlessly comboed to death.

The third round.

In twelve seconds, he was hit with a huge "PERFECT".

Ten minutes later.

The blond-haired youth had completely broken down.

He covered his head with his hands, stood up, bowed deeply to Zhang Tianyi, and called out "Si Guoyi" with tears in his eyes before covering his face and fleeing the scene.

"Hahahaha! The advisor is awesome! That hand speed is enough to keep you single for a hundred years!"

Zhang Chulan clapped wildly from behind, feeling incredibly proud.

Zhang Tianyi kicked him in annoyance: "Get lost! What do you mean by being single for a hundred years? You're the one who's been single for a hundred years!"

Just as the grandfather and grandson were bragging and joking around...

From the claw machine area on the other side, came Zhuge Qing's voice, sounding somewhat doubtful about life.

"This doesn't conform to the laws of physics..."

Everyone crowded around to take a look.

Zhuge Qing was standing in front of a claw machine filled with giant Pikachu plush toys, pushing up his glasses and frowning.

There was even a faint blue halo of Qimen Dunjia divination flowing beneath my feet.

"Old Qing, why are you arguing with a broken machine?" Wang Ye walked over and yawned.

Zhuge Qing pointed to the doll stuck at the edge of the cave entrance, teetering on the verge of collapse, his face full of frustration:

“Chen Duo just said she wanted that, so I calculated the falling gravity of the claw, the contraction delay, and even the air resistance inside the glass case.”

"But then, the claw released itself halfway through the air! This is definitely a case of the background program modifying the grip strength threshold; it's a scam!"

A dignified successor of the Wuhou Qimen Dunjia technique was actually defeated by a Japanese claw machine.

If this gets out, the ancestors of the Zhuge family will be turning in their graves.

Chen Duo stood to the side, clutching a few coins in her hand, looking at the doll with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Get out of here, get out of here, look at your pathetic self."

Zhang Tianyi stepped forward and shoved Zhuge Qing aside.

He stood in front of the claw machine and looked around.

Then, quite naturally, he reached out and placed his hand on a screw on the claw machine's casing.

"Master, this machine is broken, it can't catch anything," Chen Duo whispered a reminder.

"It's normal for machines to act up occasionally; just plug it in and it'll be fine."

Zhang Tianyi grinned.

"Bah."

A faint crackling sound, barely audible to a few people nearby, rang out.