Chapter 125: Jia Ji Is a Real Character

Notably, the Original War broke out in 2020, and the story takes place another decade later—a near-future timeline compared to Beidou, though Beidou surpasses it in black tech, the Black Bullet world has still developed its own everyday consumer technologies.

Although initially struck a mortal blow, networks across global settlements have since been restored through collective efforts.

Today, the public cares about only two things—first, the rankings of police officers in the International Initial Supervisor Organization (IISO): who rose, who fell, and especially the sudden dark horses, for everyone inevitably cares about who is stronger.

The second is Cursed Children and the metal Kobalt; Japan's five major settlements draw particular attention in this regard.

Because Kobalt, a rare metal specifically used against Original Worms, appears mostly in volcanic and seismic zones, Japan holds the world's largest reserves, and Tokyo, as the leading settlement, can even rebuild a new Megalith within weeks after its destruction.

Not an exaggeration.

Tokyo's viral fame online also stems from its leader being a beautiful seventeen-year-old girl—absurdly comparable to choosing Fujihara Chihana as prime minister in the old era.

But netizens are all looks-based; no matter what they think in reality, whether the Holy Empress is a puppet pushed forward by power brokers, if she's a pretty girl, they wholeheartedly support her without reservation.

After all, compared to middle-aged politicians with balding heads and beer bellies, this noble girl, whose photo can be snapped at random and used as a wallpaper, is far more lovable.

But one day, netizens no longer saw the usual despised politicians by her side; instead, the pure-white girl gradually revealed a stern and decisive aura.

Soon after, a series of changes in the city spread wildly online, leaving the world utterly baffled, dubbing the terrifying city the Second Demon Metropolis and drawing global attention.

"Cabinet officials purged entirely."

"New Original Worms Law enacted."

"Cursed Children Human Rights Bill passed."

"Mysterious academy rises overnight."

Tokyo, once notorious for its cruel and twisted treatment of Cursed Children, suddenly underwent a 180-degree reversal—impossible not to arouse curiosity.

Explosive news followed one after another, shocking other settlements; when they investigated, traced the source, and verified authenticity, they uncovered one bloody number.

In just a few days, over five thousand people died in Tokyo—not from the Original Worms ravaging the world, but from a man internet users in Tokyo labeled "the Demon."

No one has seen his true face; he always wears a metallic demon mask, appearing only to bring mass death and terror, leaving nothing alive in his wake. It's said that once, three hundred people were deployed just to clean up after him.

Though most online users condemned his actions fiercely, in reality, people spoke of him in hushed tones, saying, "Jia Ji is a real character," then secretly giving him a thumbs-up against their conscience.

Especially among Cursed Children—whether from Tokyo or elsewhere—upon hearing of this man who used terrifying slaughter to elevate their human rights status, they felt moved, grateful, curious, astonished, or yearning; yet undeniably, the appearance of this odd man named "Jia Ji" genuinely improved their circumstances.

With his lone strength and unmatched fist power, he propelled the world's progress.

Later, a bomb was dropped into the online world, shaking reality itself.

—"Peerless Assassination Fist: Nan Dou."

Given the footage captured during his several attacks and the massive destruction left behind, the Nan Dou Fist technique freely uploaded to the internet for anyone to learn was undeniably authentic.

Perhaps some ancient dojos or noble families still hold superhuman sword arts and secret techniques, and through arduous cultivation, can even fight Original Worms—but these are accessible only after grueling trials, utterly impossible for ordinary people.

But when this masked, muscular giant opened-sourced his techniques, every ordinary person dissatisfied with mediocrity went mad, downloading and learning the fists suited to them.

After all, Jia Ji didn't upload just one or two fist styles—he released dozens, even a mysterious breathing technique, and Nan Dou Fist is designed for easy learning but hard mastery, with extremely fast initial progress.

Even those with no martial background could recognize the value of these arts, and the world has never lacked prodigies; soon, some faintly sensed Qi, further proving its authenticity.

"If I keep practicing like this, I might really drive away all the Original Worms."

But up to this point, the divine energy described as miraculous remained unattainable—always like the moon in water or the flower in the mirror, just beyond reach, behind a thin sheet of paper.

As if capped by a system limit, no one knew how long it would take to pierce this barrier that looked fragile but was in fact unbreakably strong.

Boom!

"Look look, isn't this amazing?"

Yan Zhu proudly showed Jia Ji what had appeared in her hand—a faint but resilient aura, like a lively flame, dancing merrily in her palm.

"Holy shit, who said Black Bullet people can't cultivate aura? In just a few days… Yan Zhu, you might already rival my once-in-ten-thousand genius self." From initial shock to reluctant acceptance, Jia Ji suddenly felt decades older.

Could it be that being near him altered Yan Zhu's body first, transforming her into someone capable of cultivating aura?

This explanation made more logical sense than the idea that a once-in-a-billion genius was right beside him.

Worse still, Jia Ji could already sense that after Yan Zhu's aura emerged, humans and Cursed Children across the world would soon begin cultivating this extraordinary power—an explosive surge of transcendence.

Where there is skill, there are no cowards.

With a sharp weapon in hand, the will to kill arises naturally.

When every weak individual gains power, the Original Worms that once drove humanity to the brink lose much of their threat.

"Rival me? Hmph. Yan Zhu has probably already surpassed you." The speaker was Lian Tailang—he was sharp enough to see through such transparent lies.

"Forget it. Since the world's been updated, let me stir things up even more." Rubbing his chin, Jia Ji's eyes gleamed with resolve.

"W-what are you gonna do?!"

At that moment, others felt a bad premonition rising.

"I'm going to summon—'Stage Five.'"

Then Jia Ji added calmly, with unyielding determination.

"All of them."

Next chapter in progress (why do chicken cards always break when I'm writing?)

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