Chapter 84: The Anti-Japanese Heroine Yajiko (Request Monthly Votes! Request Subscription!)
Overnight, nothing happened.
No female ghost came to fight Wu Xian, nor did any come to “fight” him—everything was utterly ordinary.
Moreover, including Zhu Wen and Saito Ichi, these two utterly powerless ordinary people, the entire Zhongzhou team slept soundly until dawn, not even a single nightmare, making it far from a horror movie.
This was unexpected, yet perfectly reasonable.
After all, the previous West Sea team had safely spent two nights in this temple; there was no reason the Zhongzhou team should now fail.
Of course, it might also be that the current Zhongzhou team is simply too strong, and Ghost Yajiko had already suffered two consecutive defeats at Wu Xian’s hands; even if the ghost were crazed, she likely wouldn’t dare strike again so soon.
But if that were true, then the question returned to last night’s discussion: how could they find Yajiko, locate the so-called “source of the curse,” and destroy it before the Main God started causing trouble?
The group began brainstorming, proposing many methods, but most were implausible—none were as effective as letting Friday hack into and take control of Tokyo’s entire surveillance system.
As for Chu Xuan, the team’s strategist, he claimed he was unskilled in analyzing supernatural horror films; he merely recounted the several attack patterns Yajiko had displayed last night, then locked himself in his room and never reappeared.
According to Chu Xuan, he was studying the vampire marquis bloodline of Reinhardt, striving to extract the man’s blood essence before the horror film ended.
The research process was extremely tedious and absolutely could not be interrupted midway.
Therefore, unless the Zhongzhou team faced a crisis akin to total annihilation, no one was to disturb him.
Wu Xian found this utterly ridiculous and strongly suspected the guy was abusing his position, using the opportunity to thoroughly study a Lunhuizhe with an A-rank enhancement and a second-stage gene lock, seeking to uncover the mysteries of gene locks.
But remembering that Chu Xuan’s research always ultimately benefited himself and the Zhongzhou team, Wu Xian chose not to interfere, letting him stay holed up in the temple.
He left only Mou Gang and Zero as guards, then took the rest of the Zhongzhou team and began wandering freely across Tokyo, clearly aiming to lure the ghost out.
To this end, Wu Xian, Zheng Zhe, and others removed their combat armors and even stored all protective talismans and obvious ghost-targeting special items into their space bags, wearing only casual clothes—barely missing the words “Come and Abuse Me” written on their faces.
Unfortunately, it was useless. This version of Yajiko was clearly powerful, yet absurdly cautious; she completely ignored the Zhongzhou team’s provocative baiting, acting so low-key it was unrecognizable as the female ghost from a major IP.
But the more she stayed hidden, the more uneasy the Zhongzhou team grew—it felt like the calm before a storm, and they strongly suspected Yajiko—or rather, the Main God—was preparing a massive strike.
Thus, four more days passed, everything remained perfectly calm; the Zhongzhou team ate and slept as usual, no incidents occurred. Those who knew they were on a horror mission thought they were on vacation.
Yet while the Zhongzhou team experienced neither storm nor sunshine, other parts of Tokyo had already descended into chaos.
Not counting the disturbances caused by previous Lunhui teams’ battles, in these four days, Tokyo had witnessed over a hundred cases of citizens dying under mysterious circumstances, each death grotesque and even bizarre.
Combined with the Zhongzhou team’s arrival time in the Curse World, it was hard not to link these cases to Yajiko.
“Good, another new way to die.”
In a presidential suite of a certain hotel, Wu Xian lightly swiped his finger across a floating holographic screen, revealing several R-rated bloody images and text files, saying:
“According to police internal files, someone found a sink clogged in a mall restroom; when a plumber was called to fix it, they discovered a corpse inside the pipe.”
“Tsk tsk! So cruel—a living person shoved into a pipe barely ten centimeters wide, bones, organs, flesh all crushed together, like sausage stuffing.”
As he spoke, Wu Xian’s lips curled into a cold smile: “Didn’t know our Ms. Yajiko was quite the chef… by the way, does Japanese cuisine include sausage?”
“Stop, Captain, put the pictures away—I feel like vomiting.”
Looking at these indescribable crime scene images, Zheng Zhe felt his stomach churn violently.
Even though he had seen plenty of bloody scenes in the Biohazard and Alien worlds, such visually shocking imagery still exceeded his tolerance.
“What is Yajiko’s goal? Why kill ordinary people so frequently?”
Zhan Lan frowned slightly, puzzled.
“Two possibilities.”
Wu Xian rubbed his chin. “First, Yajiko is petty. Since she dares not attack us, she vents her rage on ordinary people.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
Hearing this, Zhan Lan rolled her eyes and slapped away his hand that had been touching her chin. “Even if that were true, the frequency is too high—over a hundred and thirty deaths in just four days, and over five hundred if you count disappearances. Is Yajiko planning to massacre all of Tokyo?”
Even so, this frequency is far too high—over a hundred and thirty murders in just four days, and over five hundred if you count the missing persons. Is Kiyoko planning to slaughter the entire city of Tokyo?
Wu Xian narrowed his eyes: “Yajiko is strengthening herself by slaughtering ordinary people. Considering the Main God’s seven-day time limit, I suspect that by then, her power will have grown to an unimaginable level.”
“At least, in the Main God’s judgment, none of us would stand a chance against her—hence the seven-day grace period to escape.”
“No… impossible. Even you aren’t a match for her?”
Hearing this, everyone present felt a chill run through them. Zheng Zhe stammered, unable to imagine Wu Xian being chased by Yajiko.
Hearing this, everyone present was gripped by icy dread; Zheng Zhe stammered, unable to imagine Wu Xian being chased and beaten by Kiyoko.
Wu Xian shrugged helplessly. “Don’t think I’m some god. The Main God’s assessment of Lunhuizhe strength, beyond bloodlines and skills, primarily hinges on gene locks.”
“Current intel shows four stages of gene locks—I’ve only unlocked the third stage; above it lies an even stronger fourth stage…”
“There are countless beings stronger than me in Lunhui worlds. The Main God might be insane enough to boost Yajiko to that level.”
“Then what do we do if that’s true? Must we flee for seven days, constantly fearing Yajiko’s pursuit?”
Zheng Zhe was frantic; the rest of the Zhongzhou team looked grim, desperately pondering a solution—but clearly found none.
“Don’t panic. What I just said is only the worst-case scenario. Things may not be that bad… but preparing in advance is essential.”
Wu Xian’s expression turned serious: “Including the night we arrived, we’ve been in the Curse World for five days. Two days remain before the deadline. To be safe, we must locate Yajiko’s whereabouts within two days.”
Wu Xian said solemnly: “Including the night we arrived, we’ve been in the Ju-On world for five days. We have only two days left before the deadline. To be safe, we must find Kiyoko’s whereabouts within two days.”
Zheng Zhe exclaimed in delight.
“I have some confidence.”
Wu Xian’s gaze swept over the new members. “Yajiko hasn’t appeared because we’re too strong—she has no chance against us.”
“But don’t forget, among us are several people with zero combat ability. If we leave them alone outside, don’t you think Yajiko might finally strike?”
But don’t forget, some of us here have zero combat ability—if we leave them alone outside, wouldn’t Kiyoko be unable to resist striking?
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