I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 57 Making a feint to the east and attacking in the west
Suijian High School

"Next, I will talk about the experiment of measuring gravitational acceleration with a simple pendulum."

The teacher on the podium was speaking eloquently, but most of the students below were already dozing off.

"During the experiment, a 20-division vernier caliper was used to measure the diameter of the pendulum bob. The reading is shown in Figure A. This is the diameter of the pendulum bob."

"The length l0 from the suspension point to the bottom of the ball is shown in Figure B."

While controlling her 'clone', Akihi Yu flipped through the textbook in her hand. The high school math in Japan was not much different from her previous life, except that some content that was not required in her previous life became required in Japan; while many required content were not tested in Japan. Overall, the math in her previous life was more difficult and required more knowledge points.

However, the difficulty of the college entrance examination is never the content of the exam, but rather how many people you have to compete with for a spot.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Akihi Yu submits a blank paper, because he has already transcended the mundane world.

哐、

"Nani?!"

The sound of a chair falling over suddenly rang out, and the boy who had shared the video with others earlier abruptly stood up, holding his phone with a shocked expression.

“My classes aren’t interesting,”

The teacher on the podium stopped lecturing and looked at the boy.

"But that's no excuse for you to use your phone in class and disturb other students."

"No, it's not Professor Madoka."

His face trembled, he glanced at his phone, then immediately looked away in terror.

The boy raised his phone, his words trembling and broken.

"It's available on Niconico."

"Yes, yes. Extraordinary live-streamed murder."

???

The teacher on the podium was taken aback, while the other drowsy students, after a moment of surprise, turned to look at the phone in the boy's hand or looked down at their desks. Then:
"ah?!"

"Huh—"

"What are they live-streaming?"

One by one, the students were so frightened that they dropped their phones or stood up in shock.

It wasn't just this class; the constant exclamations and growing commotion from outside proved that many students in other classes were also using their phones during class.

"what happened?"

"Quick, watch Niconico's live stream! Hurry! Hurry!!"

A cacophony of questions and gasps erupted, plunging the entire school building into chaos: most students pulled out their phones, while others turned to look at those around them, only to be startled and shocked by what they saw on the screens.

Not to mention the students, even the teachers, after a moment of stunned silence, subconsciously reached for their phones.

Even if it's not Niconico, opening any live streaming app will bring up a large, eye-catching red "Breaking News" notification, indicating that the event is from a Niconico live stream:

The Bells Ringing for the Extraordinary

The live stream had a very cheesy name, but the visuals were extremely gory!
Dozens of corpses were scattered under a building, their twisted limbs lying in pools of blood. Many were motionless, while a few were still writhing and struggling.

Uncensored, unblurred, bloody human bodies are just being released openly and honestly!
This is absolutely impossible. Any app that dares to do this will only be banned. However, this live streaming room not only did it, but it was also the top-ranked streaming platform in Japan, Niconico!
Do the executives at this website have a death wish?

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On the live stream screen,
As they let go on the mountain

Another corpse tumbled down, flailing its arms and legs.

boom!
Director Zhu Ya slammed her fist heavily on the control panel, her face as black as the bottom of a pot.

The Cybersecurity Countermeasures Department, which is also an agency under the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, is now openly broadcasting "Supernatural Live" online. How can he, as the director, bear this situation?

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

"Cut off the live stream! Cut off the live stream! Don't make me say it a third time!"

Faced with the furious director, the cyber police officers in the office, who were sweating profusely, shrank back.

He buried himself in the keyboard, typing away furiously, but he didn't even know what he was doing.

Cut off?

How do I cut it?

This is the live stream room of 'N Station', backed by the Mitsubishi Group.

They're just a few low-level cyber police officers; what authority do they have to cut off the other party's live stream?!

With a rough tug at her collar, Director Zhu Ya understood that it was unrealistic to have her cyber police shut down the most popular app under a major conglomerate. The simplest solution was:
"Still haven't been able to get in touch?"

Faced with the director's questioning, the clerical staff member who was constantly making phone calls had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer.

"No,"

"Mitsubishi Group has agreed to cooperate, but—"

"There has still been no response from the headquarters of Niconico."

Is that so?
It seems something has most likely happened at Niconico's headquarters. So:
"Notify the power company that..."

"Dear viewers, please don't rush to swipe away, close the live stream, or disconnect from the power or internet."

? !
The sound from the 'live broadcast room' on the computer in front of her interrupted Director Zhuya's actions.

As the screen rotates

A handsome young man appeared in the live stream.

"I know you're watching: how long does this incompetent government intend to keep this a secret?"

"Wake up! The era of the extraordinary has arrived. Burying your head in the sand won't change anything!"

The handsome young man's clothes fluttered wildly, and swirling gusts of wind lifted him into the air: indeed, the young man holding the equipment was broadcasting live to the entire island nation in a 'cool' way.

"And aren't you curious about what we're planning to do?"

The camera focused on the area below the building littered with corpses, causing Director Zhuya's face to twitch.

Unification
If he could, he would also like to throw these scumbags into prison.

Unfortunately, these guys have a large following: and these followers can influence elections and are frequent guests of many politicians.

The former prime minister is dead, but his party, the Liberal Democratic Party, still has a large number of politicians with unclear ties to the Unification Church; after two years of turmoil, the so-called "expulsion" of the Unification Church is still all talk and no action.

But Director Zhu Ya absolutely does not want the Unification Church to die in this way!
During the live broadcast, witnessed by countless citizens...
Killed by a superhuman!
And, as this former criminal named 'Tatsu Ichihashi' said, there must be a special reason why they did this.

It couldn't possibly be to rid the people of a scourge, could it?

Well, considering the operation is taking place on the mountain, it's not impossible. "Yihua, how much longer until you arrive?"

Director Zhu Ya pressed her earpiece, placing her hopes on her capable assistant.

"Please, boss! We just boarded the plane, are you expecting us to run there?!"

On the other side, Iori Kazuka, who had hurriedly boarded the armed helicopter with Fuji Seiko, Tanimura Wataru, a Shiba Inu, and a military dog, answered helplessly through her earpiece.

Although they could run as fast as a car in the city, they would be faster by helicopter. Besides, the extraordinary battle was about to begin, and they dared not waste their 'demonic power' at this time.

"Get to the scene as soon as possible, and I will have the Self-Defense Forces cooperate with you!"

Whatever those three 'extraordinary fugitives' are up to, the Metropolitan Police Department must stop them.

"Continue to contact N-site headquarters,"

"Yes!"

Under the director's orders, the clerks kept dialing the phone numbers of everyone at N Station's headquarters.

"Moses Moses?"

"Moses."

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port area.

This is the most international part of Tokyo, representing the openness and arrogance of an island nation.

The locals here often say "We are from Minato Ward." In their eyes, apart from the neighboring Chiyoda and Chuo Wards, the rest of the island nation is all rural!
In addition to world-class business districts, bars, residential areas, and entertainment areas, this area is also home to a large number of media companies.

Japanese TV, TV Tokyo, Nikkei Radio, BS Fuji
The iconic Tokyo Tower is located here.

"Dingling bell~~"

In the modern office, the telephone on the desk rang incessantly.

However, the only active "person" ignored the phone call, instead wiping the blood off the suit of the corpse lying in front of the computer with the long knife in his hand, and slowly sheathing it.

The ancient, armored warrior surveyed the surroundings and silently walked out of the building.

The giant Niconico sign at the building's entrance silently watched all this: watching the armored man walk out the door, leap like a samurai from a superhero anime, and soar onto the roof of a truck.

Immediately after pushing off with his feet, the armored warrior traced an arc and landed far across the street.

Thump,

? !
Amidst the astonished gazes of passersby, the samurai landed on the sidewalk, smashing a dent into the ground; then, with a powerful push, he sped off northward at high speed.

This speed is even faster than the cars on the street!
"What was that just now?"

"Street performance or movie shooting?"

After a moment of stunned silence, pedestrians instinctively took out their phones and aimed them at the departing 'armored warrior,' even though they didn't know what had happened, they just wanted to take a picture.

The armored warrior ignored the passersby who were either exclaiming in surprise or stunned, and sped northward with his head down!

From this day forward, the extraordinary will stand on the stage.

By then... Hmph.
brush---

In just a few minutes, the armored warriors sped across five streets and arrived in front of a building with a Western-style architecture.

Clang, clang, clang,
Amidst the scraping of armor, he took a step forward, approaching the building before him step by step.

?

"Sir, this is the American Embassy."

As the two guards saw the approaching 'armor', they stepped forward to stop it, frowning involuntarily.

What's going on?
This isn't Akihabara, why are cosplayers here?
Moreover, Akihabara cosplay mainly features cute girls, so this kind of 'hardcore' armor no longer has a market.

"Please stop!"

"If you are an American citizen and need assistance, please show your identification and remove your helmet."

Two guards questioned him in English with an island accent. Although their words were polite, their demeanor and tone were serious and cold.

"Ha, islanders, yet they willingly serve as dogs of America."

Beneath the masked warrior's armor, a hoarse and chilling voice rang out. He then placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, and a sudden flash of cold light filled the air.

The armored warrior continued walking toward the American embassy on the island, but the two guards did not stop him. They stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, their expressions growing increasingly dazed.

A few seconds later, a red line appeared around their necks: it grew thicker and longer, and then wrapped around them!
Puff puff puff

As the heads slowly fell to the ground, blood gushed from the necks, and the bodies of the two guards slowly collapsed.

The armored warrior who walked up to the embassy looked at the plaque on the building in front of him, gripped his long sword tightly with both hands, and assumed a stance of gathering strength!

tear-

The long sword suddenly slashed out diagonally, a move called "Kasaya Slash" swept across.

He instantly tore apart the row of letters 'American Embassy on the Island', and even slashed open the wall: the smooth half of the brick slowly slid off.

Boom~
Perhaps it was because two guards had been beheaded, or perhaps it was because the embassy's outer wall had been damaged, that the piercing alarm sounded.

"Shit, what happened?"

"Asakura, Shimotsuya, fire! Take down the invaders!"

The dozen or so guards, alerted by the alarm, rushed out of the embassy and saw two corpses on the ground, along with the 'murderer' wielding a samurai sword. They immediately drew pistols from their suits and arm holsters and aimed them at the attacker.

As for the damaged wall, no one associated it with the 'armored warrior' in front of them.

Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out, and the armored warriors simultaneously lunged forward, crossing the courtyard with a speed that would frighten even a cheetah. The gleaming blade caught the eye of a guard.

Pfft

It was as if the hard bones of a human had turned into a crisp biscuit, and the silver light flowed from his forehead to his crotch without the slightest obstruction.

brush,

The next second, the armored warrior drew his sword and charged at another guard!
Behind him were two halves of a corpse slowly falling to the ground.

"A monster?!"

"Fire! Fire! Maintain firepower!"

The guards' roars and gunfire mingled together as they faced an armored warrior who drew another long sword from his waist and charged forward, brandishing two blades.

An ancient word came to mind for the leading guard, and then his head flew into the air.

The mantis is acting like a chariot!

(End of this chapter)