Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 479 Chaos Arises! (4.4K)

Even without the aid of the Eye of Preys, Li Zheng could recognize the man's identity simply by looking at his height.

Isn't that Misaka Tsuchimuro, whom he bribed a few days ago to cause trouble for Takamagahara and Sousei?
"Who is that person? Did you give him the Eye of Preer?" Feng Shan asked with a strange expression, as he couldn't see the other party's identity information.

This only happens when the other party also possesses the Eye of Prey.

Lu Li shared the same question.

“His name is Misaka Tsuchimon.” Li Zheng looked up at the gray sky. The environment of the Lava Mountains was terrible; the sky was always gray, as if it were covered by a huge opaque glass.

"Little devils?" Fengshan frowned, somewhat disapproving that Li Zheng had entrusted such an important item as the Eye of Preer to a mud-dwelling person.

He felt it was better to give it to Yan Guang than to give it to Ni Hongren.

At least Yan Guang is still one of our own.

"Can I trust him?"

Lu Li had no objection to this, after all, the Eye of Prey was Li Zheng's personal property, and the decision of who to give it to was in his own hands, and no one else could interfere.

But as a friend, he was more concerned about whether this person was trustworthy and worried that Li Zheng might be scammed.

“I had contact with him a few times, and Liu Qishao talked to him before I gave it to him.”

Li Zheng didn't hide anything. He led the two away to a secluded spot and told them everything about how he had taken Misaka Tsuchimuro as a spy.

The two listened quietly to the whole story. Feng Shan frowned and said, "Are you confused? Even if you wanted to bribe him to be a spy, there was no need to give him the Eye of Preer, was there? How loyal can someone who isn't even loyal to his own country be to you?"

Lu Li shared the same opinion as Feng Shan: "I think you should find an opportunity to take back the Eye of Prey from him before you go to the outer city. Don't let him benefit someone else."

"Human hearts cannot withstand the test. Now, he may have some issues with Takamagahara and the Creation World for some reason, and he is willing to listen to you."

"But what if those two legions are wiped out one day? Wouldn't he be left with only one dominant force?"

"Can you guarantee he won't turn against us?"

"The dragon-slaying hero eventually becomes the dragon himself. This may sound a bit melodramatic, but there's some truth to it."

“Lu Li is right.” Feng Shan nodded solemnly. “Let’s find an excuse to take it back. It’s fine to give this to anyone, but I feel uncomfortable giving it to a mud-covered person.”

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Li Zheng nodded noncommittally. What could he say?
As the font of the Eye of Preel, Old Preel has absolute control over it; whatever the owner of the subfont can see, Old Preel can see it all.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Li Zheng wanted to, he could activate multiple perspectives at any time to monitor what all the sub-body owners were doing every day.

It's almost like everyone is carrying a first-person perspective surveillance camera.

In other words, Li Zheng didn't have the perverse hobby of spying on others; otherwise, he would have seen Fengshan exercising with Yan Guang every night...

Because he could see others exercising, Li Zheng found it difficult to explicitly state his ability.

It's one thing for him to have principles, but whether others believe them is another matter entirely.

If Li Zheng were to tell Feng Shan now that he could monitor things in real time, Feng Shan would likely have some reservations.

Faced with Misaka Tsuchimon's invitation, Inoue Daitake and Hiranu Chika exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of suspicion in each other's eyes.

After exchanging a few private messages, the two decided to go aside with him and listen to what this mysterious guy's purpose was in contacting them.

"You two, come with me... uh..."

Seeing the two nod in agreement, Misaka Tsuchiemon turned around and gestured for them to follow. As soon as he looked up, he saw Li Zheng and the others watching him with a mocking expression not far away, and the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat for a moment.

White teeth!

What should you do if you're caught pretending to be a mysterious person by someone you know?
Wait online, hurry!
The way Li Zheng looked at them made it clear to Misaka Tsuchiemon that his disguise was meaningless in the other person's eyes.

At this moment, the mysterious master demeanor he had feigned in front of Inoue Daitake and Hiryu Senkazu vanished, leaving only an endless sense of shame that surged through his toes like an electric current, causing him to involuntarily curl up.

His current situation is similar to someone who usually considers himself a moral guardian going out to defecate while wearing a mask, only to be seen halfway through by a close acquaintance who immediately recognizes his true identity...

It was so embarrassing it made me want to die.

"What's wrong?" Pingliu Qianfeng keenly sensed the fluctuation in the mysterious man's emotions.

He glanced in that direction following the other person's gaze, but apart from a few figures from behind, he didn't notice anything unusual.

Inoue Daitake watched the three figures walk away, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"It's nothing," Misaka Tsuchimon said calmly. "Come with me."

They led the way to a less crowded corner.

Pingliu Qianfeng lowered his voice and said, "Pretending."

Lift your foot and follow.

Leading the two to a corner, Misaka Tsuchiemon glanced back to make sure no one was secretly following them before speaking: "I apologize for presenting myself in this manner, but until I ascertain whether you are willing to join my legion, I cannot reveal my identity for the time being."

"Join your legion?"

Although Pingliu Qianfeng had expected this, he still found it somewhat laughable after hearing it from the ear: "Do you even know who's behind our Susanoo Army, yet you dare to invite us?"

"Of course I know," Misaka Tsuchimon said in a deep voice. "Is Hiryuuno doing a decent job in the Management Committee?"

Pingliuye, the father of Pingliu Qianfeng!
"And what about Haruno Misako, oh... I should say Inoue Misako, the permanent director of the Yamato Trading Company? Has her philandering gigolo husband been cured of syphilis yet?"

Haruno Misako, whose real name is Inoue Misako, is the older sister of Inoue Daitake.

"You've investigated us?" Inoue Daitake's face darkened completely. If they knew even their own families, then they couldn't possibly hide the identity of the legion behind them.

"Investigation..." Misaka Tsuchimuro stared at the two of them for a full thirty seconds before slowly saying, "I suppose so."

Actually, it wasn't that he had investigated the other party; rather, he had indirectly contacted the families of both individuals before entering the Matrix.

Misako Inoue's company, Yamato Trading Company, had some business dealings with Misaka Tsuchimon's father, and Misaka Tsuchimon himself had personally liaised with them on business matters.

Hiryuu's situation was much simpler; he was able to get to that position because Misaka Tsuchiemon's father personally helped him to the top.

However, that was many years ago. At that time, Misaka Tsuchimon was studying in China. Heiryu Chika had only met his father and had never met Misaka Tsuchimon himself.

Inoue Daitake and Hiryuu Chika exchanged a glance, both of them harboring a hint of killing intent.

The person investigating me behind my back might have some dirt on me. It would be better to find out their identity and then silence them after the event to prevent future trouble!
“I know what you’re thinking,” Misaka Tsuchimon said, as if he had expected it. “Why don’t you two learn more about my legion before making a decision?”

Inoue Daitake, as if he had thought of something, suddenly relaxed a lot and said, "I'll join!"

Pingliu Qianfeng: "???"

Nani?

Will you join?
They haven't said anything yet, why are you adding Susanoo to your team?

"What did you say?"

Misaka Tsuchimon was also caught off guard by his sudden statement. He had prepared a whole speech to persuade the two of them, but now it was all for nothing.

“I said, I’m joining!” Inoue Daitake repeated calmly.

Pingliu Qianfeng stared blankly at the middle-aged man in his forties, wondering how the usually composed guy had suddenly turned into a complete idiot, abandoning all reason?

"...Someone will contact you after the event, remember to keep private messaging enabled."

Misaka Tsuchimon frowned secretly. Inoue Daitake's behavior made him feel uneasy, so he decided not to say anything more and prepared to keep the other party calm and observe the two of them again later.

After saying that, Misaka Tsuchiemon turned and left without paying any attention to the two of them. Watching him leave, Hiryuu Senpu grabbed Inoue Daigo and growled, "Are you crazy? Do you know that based on what you just said, unless those organizations in China are willing to take you in, there's nowhere for you to stay in the entire Matrix?"

"You do not understand."

Inoue Daitake recalled the departing figure, a cryptic glint in his eyes: "The person behind him is...?"

boom! ! ! !

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted in the distance, echoing throughout the entire Lava Mountain Range. All the unprepared players felt as if they had been struck hard in the head, plunging them into chaos.

"The volcano has erupted! Everyone run!"

Suddenly someone shouted, startling everyone out of the chaos.

The scene became even more chaotic in the next moment.

Many players put away their fishing rods, jumped up excitedly, and shouted to their companions as they ran towards the direction from which the loud noise came.

"Run? Run my ass! With so many volcanoes, isn't it normal for a few to erupt?"

"Everyone, hurry up! The volcanic eruption will definitely bring out all the fish from that fishing spot. First come, first served!"

"Hurrah~ Zero-yuan deals are right in front of us, what are you guys waiting for?"

"WHAT??? Zero-yuan purchase??? Where??? Mine!!!"

"Scatter! Scatter! This is New World Legion territory, and I've taken over that volcano!"

"FU*K OFF! I don't care about your Shincheonji Legion, don't block my way from getting freebies!"

Suddenly, a muscular, black man in the crowd pulled out a spiked mace and smacked the skinny Asian man who was blocking his way.

The Asian man was sent flying backward in pain, cursing "fuck" as he crashed into a large group of people who were passing by.

He struggled to his feet, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He touched the back of his head and found his hands covered in blood.

The man shook his head, suddenly becoming even more excited.

Damn, he was sent flying by a stick and only got a minor cut?

This activity really won't kill anyone!

Everything said in the New World Church is true!

The matrix is ​​the ideal paradise!

We can all be immortal!

We are God!

I'm not afraid of you at all!

Damn your mother!
He spread his arms and was about to activate his genetic abilities when several people slapped him to the ground from behind. They stepped on his body, cursing, and rushed towards the big black man who had run away. Each of them took out their weapons.

The crowds grew larger and larger, making it increasingly crowded.

The burly man swung his spiked club repeatedly, sweeping away the crowd blocking his path.

Those players who were thrown back and those affected by the impact got up and saw that they were only slightly injured. They immediately took out their weapons or activated their genetic abilities to fight back against the big black guy.

Someone was running when he suddenly felt a pain in his lower back. He reached out and touched a bloody hole, from which he pulled out a bullet.

Someone was running when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. He reached back and touched a bloody hole, but there was no bullet inside.

Someone was running when they suddenly felt a chill on their anus, and reached out to pull out an icy spike...

These were all accidental injuries caused by the dizziness and loss of aim after being hit.

However, those who are accidentally injured don't care whether it was an accident or not.

You dare mess with me?

Fight them back!
Anyway, no one dies here, why should I tolerate you?
Damn you!

Can't beat it?
fine!

Call someone!

Soon, what started as a dispute involving only a few people escalated into a conflict involving dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people.

In the end, the players running towards the explosion site no longer cared about their so-called catch.

The entire legion's chat was flooded with requests for help, spamming the screen like crazy.

The group that was originally running at the front saw that their brothers and sisters in the legion were being bullied, so they immediately turned around to provide support.

Even driving against traffic on the highway can cause accidents, let alone in a crowded scene like this.
Amidst the repeated crowding, another battle group was born, and they fought side by side.

In the sky, players with the ability to fly took off one after another, unleashing various attacks from above. The air was painted with countless bright lines by bullets, energy blasts, electromagnetic cannonballs, and genetically engineered creations.

On the ground, players using ranged attacks launched a counterattack. Lines clashed on both sides, and some were battered by a hail of attacks, their bodies covered in weeping blood. But those with high physical strength survived, continuing their attacks despite the pain.

Finally, someone got pushed to the limit and pulled out weapons with wide-area destructive power, such as grenade launchers.

No need to aim; just fire a shot at the area with the largest crowd in the distance, and you're guaranteed to take down dozens of people.

At this point, he would often burst into laughter, only to be blown into the air by a shell fired from another direction.

Some people protected their eyes the whole time, fearing that these most vulnerable parts of the human body might be breached, leading to disability.

As a result, two men rushed over from the side, grabbed him from the left and right, and threw him into the air.

The attacks from all directions converged instantly, and some of the flying shrapnel hit his eyes, but it only caused pain and did not cause any real damage to his organs.

Tears streamed down his face, blurring his vision. Instead of wiping away his tears, the person instinctively launched an attack in the direction he remembered, seeking revenge on the two players who had thrown him into the air.

As it turned out, the two had long since disappeared, and all the attacks were directed at the other people.

The players he hit would then turn around and retaliate, hitting even more people in the process.

Li Zheng, his two companions, and their two pets, all covered in 'ultimate isolation,' stood before a volcano spewing lava into the sky, watching the chaos spread across the entire lava mountain range, and fell into silence.

Fengshan said with great distress, "Look at what you've done! Is this even human?"

Lu Li bent down and fished out a piece of metal from the lava, its original purpose unreadable: "You didn't say that before Old Li activated his ability."

"Nonsense! Can you compare the Japanese to the Japanese?" Feng Shan slapped away the fragments that Lu Li had picked up. It was a grappling hook machine that had been exchanged by a group of players who had split off from the Genesis Legion. It had been blown to pieces by the explosive power that Li Zheng had just unleashed.

The players who created the world collectively transformed into white light and surged into the sky along with the gushing lava.

Li Zheng guessed that those people must have been sent back to the legion's transfer space.

The creators were too easy to recognize; each one of them was completely covered up in ninja attire, making it impossible for Li Zheng not to identify them...

At this moment, the three men's legion channels started flashing wildly.

When Fengshan opened the message, he was filled with curses and requests for help, and he immediately flew into a rage.

"Damn it! Our legion members were affected too!"

"Hold on, brothers! I brought Li Zheng!"

After sending a message in the legion channel, Fengshan ignited his abyssal bloodline, transforming into a demonic figure and roaring, "What are you standing there for? Send reinforcements!"

(End of this chapter)