“Cousin, the situation doesn't look good.” Barney leaned against the wall with one hand, maintaining his usual dashing posture, while chewing on a carrot, “That sound from before… I'm afraid it was a Derivate causing trouble, right?”

Not far away, Rabbit was delivering the final blow to the dying Shagura. With a slam of its paw, it crushed the latter into a pile of minced meat.

“Besides the Derivate, I also smell the aura of the Nine Undead Commanders, Jurors, Chronomasters, and… even the head of all demons himself.” Rabbit shook the blood off its rabbit paw and said in a deep voice, “The danger level here is far beyond our prior estimations; we shouldn't stay long…” A hint of nervousness appeared in its eyes, “What if a powerful Derivate sets its sights on us, trying to kill us to enhance its own power? That would be terrible.”

“Hmm…” Barney quickly finished his carrot, “Then let's go.” As he spoke, he drew a black hole on the wall, “Anyway, we've already saved your friend once, and taken out a Juror. It's not a wasted trip. As for the other Court members… we can find another opportunity to take them down one by one.”

Rabbit nodded in agreement. Then, it hopped happily with its cousin into the black hole. A few seconds later, the hole contracted and disappeared…

…

The other side of the city.

“So, your Summon is a high-intelligence support-type creature…” Matcha Su said, pointing at the busy Musashi Koganei, and turning her head to look at Feng Bujue.

As a professional gamer, Matcha Su had naturally studied Brother Jue's match with Xu Huaisang, so she already had a general understanding of the skills Brother Jue used, the limits of his physical abilities, and so on.

“It's hard to say how smart he really is, but…” Feng Bujue replied, “Just in terms of inventive ability, Koganei's strength is quite astonishing.”

Xiao Tan added from the side, “And his pervertedness is directly proportional to his inventive ability.”

At that moment, the three of them were in the garage of the city's fire station, waiting for Musashi Koganei's “modification project” to be completed.

“Hmm… it seems I should also practice the Summoning specialization.” Matcha Su continued, “If I could get my hands on a Summon like ‘Three-Eyed Boy’…”

“Don't even dream about it.” Feng Bujue interrupted, “Koganei, after all, is a character from a gag anime. The things he creates have their own unique advantages, but they will also have corresponding disadvantages. This is related to his character setting and cannot be avoided. And in terms of combat, his role is almost zero, perhaps even inferior to Summons like bats or porcupines.” He paused, “But the Three-Eyed Boy you mentioned is basically a perfect Summon. He comes from a non-comedy work with profound implications. He possesses intelligence far beyond ordinary people and a highly aggressive personality. ‘Invention ability’ is just one of his specialties. He also possesses formidable skills, superpowers, and a wealth of knowledge from ancient civilizations. Theoretically, he could destroy the world.”

“Therefore, whether judged from the perspective of ‘intelligence’ or ‘strength’, such a Summon would undoubtedly be classified as S-rank, and it's definitely not a skill you can master just by ‘practicing’. In fact, even the top players who specialize in the Summoning specialization need a certain amount of luck to get their hands on a Summon of the Three-Eyed Boy's level…”

Matcha Su looked at Brother Jue's face for a long time without saying anything. After a long pause, she laughed and continued, “Heh… I understand a bit now why Qiufeng told me to avoid fighting you as much as possible…” She shook her head, “I just casually voiced an idea, but you've already thought of a whole bunch. Within two seconds, you used a single keyword to analyze the feasibility of my intention so thoroughly…”

“It's my habit.” Feng Bujue raised his hand and gently tapped his temple with his fingers, “Generally speaking… the more thoroughly you think about the process and outcome of things, the more psychological preparation you'll have when facing changes, and the shorter the time you'll need to react and be surprised.” He spread his hands, “In fact, everyone can remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before them, as long as they have thought about the possibility of Mount Tai collapsing beforehand.”

Matcha Su was quite annoyed by Brother Jue's didactic and smug tone. She immediately turned her head and looked at Xiao Tan, “Tell me… does he always like to show off like this in front of people?”

“Uh…” Xiao Tan said with a wry smile, “For Brother Jue… this kind of performance is far from being considered showing off…”

“What? Did my remarks inadvertently offend you?” Feng Bujue said to Matcha Su, “Or do you think that the essence of my behavior is to flaunt my own wisdom, and thereby imply that the thing on your neck is just for show?”

“Hmph…” Matcha Su snorted coldly, “I think your greatest skill, you narcissist, is your ability to verbally mock others… I understood that when I watched your match with Xu Huaisang. You have an amazing talent for ‘provoking others’. The system's language filter can't stop you at all, because your intention isn't to ‘insult’ others, nor do you use any swear words. You just do your own thing, and that's enough to make people furious.”

“Heh… you're right.” Feng Bujue tilted his head and shrugged, “The system thinks so too.” Matcha Su didn't understand the meaning of his words, because Brother Jue had been queuing for Solo Mode these past few days, so only the people from Hell's Front Line knew about his title change. Of course, he had already considered this detail and had obviously done it on purpose.

And in this final, the participants' information was completely shielded, and the Team tab was invisible. This way, the players couldn't use the menu to confirm how many living opponents were left in the script, as well as their levels, titles, and other information.

“Hisss… Completed!” At that moment, Musashi Koganei's figure appeared from the top of a fire truck.

He took a step forward and stretched out his right arm, making a victory gesture, as if he had achieved some kind of great feat.

“Hahaha… Behold…” Musashi Koganei spread his arms and said to the fire truck beneath his feet, “This is… Golden Maggot Number One!”

In a sense… the name he chose was quite apt, because this fire truck had long been corroded by the dark energy in the city. The original red paint had been covered with a layer of soil-yellow substance like a “skin”, which felt strangely soft and resilient to the touch…

Now, after Musashi Koganei's modification, this car had been fitted with many powerful mechanical exteriors provided by Matcha Su, becoming a veritable monster.

“Oh! It sounds strong just from the name…” Feng Bujue said with an excited expression.

Xiao Tan and Matcha Su, on the other hand, had looks of disgust on their faces and said in unison, “I wouldn't want to ride it just from hearing the name…”