Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

Yuan Zhinv was a little confused, and subconsciously opened her personal panel. What she saw made her stunned.

On the display board, the data in the lineage column had suddenly skyrocketed.

And her bloodline assessment had quietly changed without her knowledge.

Name: Yuan Zhinv

Gender: Female

[Bloodline: Royal (83011/100000)]

[Words of Power: Baku, Snake, Yamata no Orochi]

[Talent: Illusion Insight, increased damage against bladed weapons, pain shield]

[Current simulation count: 0/1]

Yuan Zhinv opened her personal panel and fell into deep thought as she looked at the data of over 8 in the bloodline column.

She remembered very clearly that the last time she opened the panel, the number was only a little over 1000, and at that time she had also drawn a bloodline experience card.

But in just a few short days, this amount has increased several hundred times! Isn't this some kind of new-age scam?

After repeatedly opening the panel to confirm that it wasn't an illusion, Genji finally had to accept the fact that this windfall had fallen from the sky.

She began to wonder, what data could have caused such a sharp drop?

In the past few days, the most outrageous thing she did seemed to be breaking into Odin's lair and killing hundreds or thousands of Dead Servants.

Upon realizing this, Yuan Zhinv gradually noticed some things she had previously overlooked.

Before she even used the trial card, she had already killed many Deadpools. At that time, her stamina was being depleted very quickly, but it seemed that she could catch her breath after killing each Deadpool.

Each time, she felt like she wouldn't make it to the next one, but she always managed to hold on a little longer. At the time, the situation was critical, and she didn't think much about it. Now, upon reflection, it seems that her bloodline was already improving back then.

He gets a boost for every Deadpool he kills, which is why he can last so long.

No wonder she felt that her self-healing ability had improved these past few days. Normally, it would take at least ten days or even half a month for such a wound to heal, but this time it only took less than a week for her to move freely again. It wasn't an illusion; it was because her bloodline had improved.

So killing Samurai has such benefits... But she didn't get any improvement when she executed those hybrids who went out of control due to the evolution drug in Japan.

Could it be that those hybrids, though out of control, haven't completely become Deadpools yet? If killing Deadpools grants an improvement, what about killing dragons?

What about the third-generation, second-generation, or even first-generation species?

Isn't this just like gaining experience by killing monsters?

Yuan Zhinü's eyes slowly lit up; she seemed to have discovered a shortcut.

The simulator is great in every way, except that the bloodline improvement is too slow. Now, Genji is more of a cheat device that can predict the future.

After all, relying on the emulator's tiny, incremental improvements of 100 to 100 would take forever to achieve a breakthrough.

But now that this shortcut has been discovered, the previously distant goals seem less daunting.

She even considered turning back to China immediately. Odin had accumulated so much in the Nibelungen over the years; there must be more than just those Deadpools, right?

However, when she thought about how she had attacked the Dragon King last time because she guessed he wasn't home, she realized that if she went again, she might just happen to run into the Dragon King returning home in a rage. Genji gradually regained her senses.

Now is not the time to fight big bosses like Odin. It's best to level up steadily. For example, she thinks Herzog's monster-raising pool is pretty good. Maybe she can break through to the Emperor level by grinding.

I just don't know what's above the Emperor level? Is it the next generation species in the trial card?

Suddenly, Yuan Zhinv felt a sense of anticipation and decisively chose the Word Power Time Zero Trial Card.

Chapter 39 I'm sorry to bother you.

Genjiro's initial idea was to wait for the right opportunity to kill Tachibana Masamune in front of everyone, and then let Uesugi Koshi take control of the Snake Clan.

Unfortunately, judging from the results of the simulator, the plan was not successful, and could even be considered a major failure.

Tachibana Masamune did die, but it caused serious consequences. Uesugi Koshi never appeared from beginning to end, as if he never existed in Tokyo.

Compared to Tachibana Masamune, Uesugi Echizen's problem was obviously much bigger, so as soon as Genji got off the plane, he went straight to where Uesugi Echizen was.

The ramen stall she had been searching for for three years was located on an old street, near the back gate of a school. There were other vendors nearby besides the ramen stall.

When Yuan Zhinv arrived, it was already very late. The school's curfew had ended, and many vendors had closed up shop, so there were only a few people scattered around the street.

On the dimly lit street, the dim yellow light emanating from the ramen stall illuminated a small area around it, and the old master chef with a headscarf wrapped around his head was diligently wiping the table.

Yuan Zhinv walked towards the old man. The old man noticed someone approaching but did not look up. He simply asked warmly, "Would you like a bowl of ramen? Hot ramen is a great late-night snack."

"it is good."

The girl's voice was very soft. Uesugi looked up in confusion, but was stunned when he saw Kiyohara's face.

She was undoubtedly a very beautiful girl, but her expression was somewhat cold, her pretty brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had many things on her mind, and her eyes revealed a hint of weariness that she could not hide.

She looked very young, yet she was completely different from the female students in school; this difference stemmed from her demeanor.

She was simply standing there without doing anything, yet she inexplicably reminded people of a drawn sword, the bloodthirsty and fierce look of someone who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood was impossible to hide.

This is no ordinary guest.

The old man unconsciously frowned, and his tone turned cold: "Sorry, we're closed. You can leave now."

Yuan Zhinv didn't move: "But I'm a little hungry."

“I just got back from the United States and haven’t eaten for almost a whole day.”

Her tone remained unchanged, completely lacking the softness one would expect when begging for pity; it was as if she were simply stating the facts.

Uesugi Yue knew that he seemed to be being watched recently. He should stay away from such dangerous individuals without hesitation in order to ensure that he would not fall into that dark vortex.

So what if it's a huge conspiracy? He just wants to save face. He's retired and has nothing to do with that damned underworld anymore. Even if Japan is destroyed tomorrow, it doesn't matter to him. He'd rather escape to France before Japan is destroyed.

Why should he sacrifice himself for Japan? He had already sacrificed himself for this country once. He was only half Japanese and should have lived a peaceful life in France, but he was tricked into coming to Japan and ultimately lost everything.

He had already been fooled once by those damned Japanese with sweet lies, and now these people were trying to fool him a second time, ridiculously using a child as an excuse.

He clearly didn't leave any bloodline behind. This cursed bloodline should have been completely severed in his generation, right? Yet those people actually say he has children, three of them. I don't know who they're trying to fool with such a clumsy lie.

But perhaps it was because it was too late at night, and the girl looked very lonely, or perhaps the weariness in her eyes was genuine, but Uesugi Yue couldn't bring himself to say the harsh words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He sighed deeply, tossed the towel over his shoulder, and picked up the noodles beside him, throwing them into the boiling water.

"This is a one-time exception; there will be no next time."

In the pitch-black, silent night, the only sound was the bubbling of boiling water. Yuan Zhinu sat in the dilapidated shed, looking out at the dark street.

A moment later, the chef placed a steaming bowl of noodles in front of her, his tone not very friendly: "Eat and then hurry up and leave. Girls shouldn't go out too late alone at night."

Yuan Zhinu hummed in agreement and asked casually, "Master, what time do you close your stall?"

Master Yue looked at her hesitantly, as if pondering the meaning behind her words, but in the end he didn't see anything unusual. It seemed that the girl was just asking casually.

He thought about it and realized that it wasn't good to keep being bothered like this, so he simply sat down opposite the girl and replied irrelevantly, "I don't care who you are or how you know me, don't waste your time on me."

“I read your letter, but what does it have to do with me? I’m just a ramen vendor. If Japan is destroyed, I’ll just go somewhere else to sell ramen.”

"To tell you the truth, I've recently started thinking about going to France."

His tone was harsh, but the girl seemed oblivious to his malice, continuing to eat her noodles in small bites as she replied, "France, huh? It's nice."

“My brother has always wanted to go to France to sell sunscreen. You two can go together, one of you can sell ramen and the other can sell sunscreen.”

Uesugi Kotsushi felt even more confused about this girl, and hesitantly asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"I'm hungry, let's get some late-night snacks," the girl said.

Uesugi Koshi sighed heavily. He seemed completely helpless and spoke as if to Genji, but also as if to himself: "I'm not afraid to admit it, but everything I've tried to do in my life has been wrong."

"When I was young, I wanted to live the life of a playboy and make a name for myself, but I failed miserably. Now I just want to live a peaceful life and hold onto a little bit of warmth before I die."

"I'm old, I'm dying soon. If I could, I'd like to go to France before I die, and it would be even better if I could die there."

"So, I'm not interested in your affairs, and please leave me alone, okay? I'm just an ordinary person, and all I want to be is an ordinary person."

His tone was incredibly serious and helpless, like that of a weary man who gets scolded by his boss at work, complained about by his wife when he gets home, whose son is bullied at school, and whose daughter is flirting with delinquents but he is powerless to do anything about it.

After finishing the last bite of noodles, Yuan Zhinv took out some change from her pocket and placed it on the table. She didn't look at the man again, but simply said softly, "I understand."

"I'm sorry to bother you, but Japan is probably not going to be peaceful anytime soon. If possible, you should go to France as soon as possible."

After saying that, the girl smiled at him. It was a very faint smile, just a slight twitch of the corners of her mouth, but this small gesture brought her somewhat cold and pale face to life.

"Also, the ramen was delicious."

She turned and left, leaving only the girl's dark shadow on the dim street, stretched long by the yellowish light, lonely and stubborn.

Chapter 40 Stubborn Child

"And then you left?"

Sakurai Kogure stood in the dark room, looking at Genjiro sitting by the window with great surprise.

The only light source in the entire room was the window, where dim streetlights shone in. However, the light was too dim to see the girl's expression clearly; only the glass of strong liquor beside her reflected a shimmering light.

"Aren't you going to try to persuade her? Or just rush over, hug her leg, and start crying?"

Genji didn't say anything; she didn't even bother to turn around and acknowledge Sakurai Kogure.

Seeing this, Sakurai Kogure smiled sheepishly, and her joking tone became more serious: "Actually, I think if you just stand in front of him without saying a word and shed a couple of tears, he should soften up."

"Isn't this person a crucial part of our plan? Wouldn't it be a shame to just give up on him like this?"

"Everyone has the right to choose to be cowardly."

Yuan Zhinv did not turn around, her voice very soft: "No one owes anyone anything, if he doesn't want to, then so be it."

Sakurai Kogure was still somewhat unwilling. She felt that it was a foolish thing to give up such a great help just because of those ridiculous reasons.

She wanted to continue persuading her, but after seeing Genji's appearance, she couldn't bring herself to say those words.

The girl's back was ramrod straight, like a drawn sword. She sat there, lonely and stubborn, like a stubborn child who wouldn't turn back until she hit a wall.

No, she's the kind of person who'll keep going even if she crashes into a wall. The only way to make someone like that bow down is probably to cut off their head.

It was a foolish persistence, but Sakurai Kogure knew what kind of life Genji had lived for the past three years. If she hadn't maintained this persistence, she would have been corrupted by the ghoul, the King.

The price of such persistence is that one can be as stubborn as a mule when it's time to back down.

Trying to persuade someone like that to change her mind is a pipe dream, but... just because she refuses to back down doesn't mean someone else can't do it for her.