[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss":3,"chapter-my-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss-my-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss-chapter-82":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1238463,1665,"Chapter 82 - 071 Silence","my-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>Shiba Park, with towering ginkgo trees lining the secluded path on both sides, their branches and leaves forming a dense green shade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far away, the bright lights of Tokyo Tower slant through the gaps in the ginkgo leaves, casting dappled patterns on the stone path. A gust of evening wind blows, causing thousands of leaves to rustle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However... in such a pleasant and delightful environment, a huge, pitch-black cocoon suddenly appears, hanging upside down beneath the branches of a ginkgo tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight streams through the gaps in the leaves, flowing over the surface of the cocoon like mercury, reflecting a cold, enigmatic sheen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stands out so starkly, like an Alien egg breaking into the set of some twee art film, snapping everyone out of their dreams with a jarring sense of invasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who saw this scene would surely feel a shiver run through their heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the leader suddenly stop, Su Zimai also halted. She looked up from her phone screen and froze in place immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is...\" The pupils in her eyes shrank as she muttered, seeing the black object reflected there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ke Qirui raised his head, staring at the large cocoon hanging upside down from the tree branch, and slowly uttered its name:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Black Cocoon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh... I seem to hear someone calling my name.\" A ghostly voice came from inside the cocoon, and then the restraint belt rapidly contracted inward, closely wrapping around a human figure, swirling around him like flowing water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Cocoon hung upside down under the tree, motionless. After a moment, he raised his right hand, wrapped in the restraint belt, holding an original Japanese copy of \"I Am a Cat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginkgo leaves fluttered down, brushing against the sunglasses on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s not quite the same as on TV, is it?\" Su Zimai squinted slightly as she looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Indeed, it’s a bit different. His mask and trench coat seem to be gone.\" Ke Qirui touched his chin, observing the other from under the brim of his hat with interest:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Black Cocoon they had seen on TV could barely be considered a bizarrely dressed eccentric marginally within the realm of humanity, the one hanging upside down before them now was completely a black mummy—his entire body wrapped in black restraint belts, not even exposing his eyes, yet wearing sunglasses, as if reminding others where his eyes should be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss, this is called when in Rome.\" Black Cocoon adjusted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, opening the book as he spoke: \"I’m cosplaying a native Japanese ninja, so I’ve temporarily thrown away the trench coat and mask. Now, please call me—’Ninja Version Black Cocoon.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s so lame.\" Su Zimai was chilled by the joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For all you said... it’s the same voice changer.\" Ke Qirui teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the mask, Ji Minghuan pursed his lips, thinking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I removed the voice changer from the mask separately and brought it on the plane in a backpack. Only this thing can pass through security; the other items would give me away during the security check.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t possibly meet his sister in disguise and still speak with his original voice. Given Su Zimai’s familiarity with his voice, even altering it slightly would give him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ke Qirui continued: \"You always have the leisure to bring a book every time you appear in front of the camera.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I remember correctly... I probably mentioned I wanted my image to appear in the textbooks of elementary students.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Cocoon idly said while reading, \"Reading a lot clearly benefits my public image. Future imitators of mine will all seek a book to read, even if just for show. When those literary workers include me in textbooks, if they run out of praises, at least they can say I encouraged young people to develop a good habit of reading.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\" Ke Qirui smiled slightly and took out a cigarette holder from the pocket of her trench coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her head, asking in a leisurely tone: \"So... Mr. Black Cocoon, who is making waves lately, what do you want with us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Cocoon raised a finger wrapped in a restraint belt, speaking slowly: \"My friend says... it seems someone among you wants to cooperate with me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Ke Qirui held the pipe between her lips, recalling the conversation at the theater last night, and immediately uttered a name:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xia Pingzhou?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Correct...\" Black Cocoon said teasingly, \"However, we generally call him ’Chess Player.’ Calling him by name isn’t exactly romantic, don’t you think, Miss Ke Qirui?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The ’we’ you’re referring to... who are they?\" Ke Qirui caught onto this word and pursued the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Cocoon adjusted the sunglasses that kept slipping down and spoke in a ghostly tone: \"Who knows? ’We’ could be a million people, or maybe just a lonely little boy. Of course... it’s most likely that we never existed at all, but are merely the hallucinations of a mentally disturbed person, his delusions under extreme oppression and madness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So verbose,\" Su Zimai frowned, asking coldly: \"You, what exactly do you want to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to Black Cocoon’s mysterious tone inevitably annoyed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know why, but she seemed to particularly dislike talkative people, especially Blue Arc and Black Cocoon—one was a well-known figure, the other an unknown entity, both accurately stepping on her pet peeves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ask her.\" Black Cocoon tilted his head, \"Of course... I wouldn’t mind cooperating with you either, Miss Su Zimai.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he lifted his sunglasses a bit, avoiding the lenses to glance at Su Zimai standing beneath the tree—though he didn’t show his eyes, relying instead on restraint sensing as a substitute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you know my name?\" Su Zimai’s voice suddenly sank, her tone almost identical to when Blue Arc’s real name was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Cocoon shrugged: \"Because I see through the visage under everyone’s mask.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, closing the book, \"Picked up the wrong book. Should have chosen a bilingual Chinese-Japanese one; seems I overestimated my Japanese level.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ke Qirui remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to Su Zimai and said, \"Maimai, I’ve changed my mind now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What idea?\" Su Zimai met the leader’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your brother isn’t Blue Arc, but rather... Black Cocoon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Zimai was first taken aback, then squinted, drawing out her voice: \"Huh—? You’re saying this big fluttering moth is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could voice her question, Ke Qirui raised her head and asked Black Cocoon: \"Are you... Gu Wenyu?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the mask, Ji Minghuan raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself: This woman’s intuition is almost terrifyingly accurate. I shouldn’t have tested her with the restraint belt last time. She must have sensed something then, fortunately... I still have a backup plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Cocoon was silent for two seconds, then turned his head while whistling: \"I’m sorry, I don’t understand who you’re referring to... but I think the little girl beside you might know who he is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\" Ke Qirui chuckled, \"Then why do I feel you both give me the same vibe? My intuition is usually right, hardly wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, her tone growing more serious: \"Playing dumb is not what a smart person would do. Gu Wenyu, take off your mask, and let’s talk cooperation, shall we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Zimai was baffled from listening, her mouth open but no sound coming out, her brain seemingly short-circuited. After a moment, she snapped back and raised her right hand, pointing her index finger at the Black Cocoon hanging from the tree, turning to Ke Qirui to ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ke Qirui nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brother?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ke Qirui nodded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence is tonight’s Bridge of Sighs.\u003C\u002Fp>",1281,"2026-06-05T15:04:18.033Z",1,"novelbin.me","1fdcab04bcd25cbaf5456861ea137f33fd787bcce16f76663607750f7c4aaa6c","my-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss-chapter-83","my-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss-chapter-81",884,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-avatar-is-becoming-the-ultimate-boss-cover.jpg"]