Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Teramon Michi's singing is pretty good. As an underground idol, he must have considerable talent to be able to perform in a maid cafe in a place like Akihabara.

The sweet voice almost penetrated the ceiling.

As she sang, the fans below stood up, waving their glow sticks and began to dance to the beat.

Zhang Yi was originally quietly drinking coffee and listening to music, but the next scene almost made him spit out the coffee in his mouth in surprise.

Those obese private residences and middle-aged office workers in suits were actually dancing vigorously with their bodies that should not have much vitality!

The lights were dim, and their arms were waving the glow sticks in their hands flexibly. The red and blue lights were flashing, and their movements were in unison, forming circles and Möbius strips.

They move fast and slow to the beat of the music, just like a professional cheerleading team!

Watching these guys dancing hard, Zhang Yi now deeply realized how powerful Japan's underground idol culture is.

His right leg couldn't help but tremble slightly with the music.

Music is powerful and contagious.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had participated in group activities so easily.

Even Zhou Keer and Yang Xinxin had a strange gleam in their eyes when they looked at the stage.

As long as we are human beings, we need to participate in social activities and will genuinely enjoy wonderful performances.

Zhang Yi and the other two actually watched the entire performance from beginning to end.

The original plan was just to find a place to investigate the intelligence.

By the time the performance was over, Teramon Tsuchiya on the stage was sweating profusely, but the bright smile on her face was still as warm as a sunflower.

She took a half step back and bowed deeply to the audience.

"Mina-san, Arigato!"

It was more than an hour after the performance.

Zhang Yi glanced at the time and decided to leave the maid cafe.

When he was about to leave, a very cute maid quietly slipped a note into his palm.

After Zhang Yi went out, he opened it and took a look.

Zhou Ke'er and Yang Xinxin also looked over immediately with unfriendly eyes.

"Brother, what did that girl give you?"

Zhang Yi shook the note in his hand. "A mailing address."

He exerted a little force in his hand, and the note turned into fragments and floated in the air.

"Let's go, it's still early, let's go somewhere else!"

On the other side, the group of Fatty Xu, Uncle You and Huahua were exploring Edo Castle in another direction.

Although Zhang Yi repeatedly reminded Fatty Xu that no place in the Kabuki theater would be open during the day.

But he still couldn't let go of this place he had longed for, so he followed the instructions on the map and took Uncle You and Huahua to this place.

Huahua is a cat, and Uncle You doesn't know much about these things, so he is fooled by Fatty Xu.

But when they arrived here, they found that just as Zhang Yi said, every shop was closed.

You can see a wide variety of light signs hanging on the streets.

There are love houses, bubble baths, and male escort parlors everywhere.

The most eye-catching signboard turned out to be the signature gigolo of the gigolo parlor, which clearly indicated their amazing achievements.

The most impressive one was a guy named Roland. His sign said he had sold 1.5 million yen worth of drinks this year! Of course, the yen refers to the Japanese currency unit.

"Wow! Is this the King of Cowherds? But this data must be from two or three years ago."

Fatty Xu looked at the silent and deserted Kabuki theater and sighed in disappointment.

Although Uncle You is old, he is not stupid and has already realized where this place is.

He grabbed Fatty Xu's ear angrily and said, "Hey, Chunlei! We're here to do some serious business. Who told you to come to a place like this?"