The wind over Shibuya at night was bitterly cold—especially now, in winter—and with Chen Lai sitting on a rooftop, it was even stronger.
The beer cans beside Chen Lai were already empty, and he was browsing the Deep Sea forums with great interest.
There were countless forum sections, from guides to information trading, from equipment sales to thousand-yuan carry services. It had practically everything.
But right now, Chen Lai had only clicked into the subforum for the Shibuya Incident, looking solely at information on the instance currently underway.
“Million-Yuan Gear Blown Up in One Move—Are This Instance’s Stats Really Reasonable? (Hot)”
“Information on the Volcano-Head Cursed Spirit Jogo (Hot)”
“Have You Guys Run Into Mahito? That Bastard Cursed Spirit Scared My Kid to Tears (Hot)”
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The three hottest posts were almost all related to the most active cursed spirits. The jujutsu sorcerers, on the other hand, were completely invisible.
That was normal enough. Jujutsu sorcerers usually weren’t that high-profile. Gojo Satoru was probably at Jujutsu High right now giving Itadori a lesson, and exorcising cursed spirits wouldn’t take him long either, so naturally players wouldn’t see him.
Chen Lai clicked into the top-ranked post. He wanted to see what exactly the person who entered with million-yuan gear had done.
“Shibuya Sucker: As shown in the picture, Jogo’s Domain Expansion is called Coffin of the Iron Mountain, and the Domain Expansion I spent 800,000 on, Exorcising Rashomon, got smashed through by him in one second!”
“Shibuya Sucker: Are the stats for the Shibuya Incident instance really balanced? I used this move to kill plenty of cursed spirits, but the moment I ran into Jogo, I got one-shot?”
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After that, the person with the ID Shibuya Sucker posted a lot more complaints. Chen Lai ignored those and only looked at the facts he had shared.
So it turned out that after this player entered the instance with a million-yuan loadout, he had been fairly cautious at first. But after using his Domain Expansion to exorcise a few small-fry cursed spirits, he got carried away. Hearing that Jogo’s group of four had appeared in Tokyo Metropolis, he hurried over to find them, hoping to make them drop some loot.
The result was obvious. The other cursed spirits didn’t even make a move. Jogo unleashed Coffin of the Iron Mountain and instantly killed him.
“Pure suicide. Serves him right for getting farmed for loot.” Chen Lai snorted and gave his evaluation.
In the anime, the group of four cursed spirits were especially overpowered.
Jogo, Hanami, Dagon, and Mahito—the four special-grade cursed spirits—were born respectively from fear of flames, nature, the ocean, and humanity itself.
They were special. Jogo in particular only fought high-end battles in the anime, and could even last more than ten rounds against Gojo Satoru.
As for the only human mixed in among the four great cursed spirits, that was the jujutsu sorcerer Geto Suguru, who was being controlled by the brain, and had once been Gojo Satoru’s closest friend.
It could be said that the Shibuya Incident had been orchestrated by these four great cursed spirits plus Geto Suguru. They stood at the very peak of the entire jujutsu world. If players thought they could put on some expensive equipment and challenge them one-on-one, they were just feeding kills.
After scrolling a bit more, Chen Lai didn’t find any more useful information, so he simply closed the forum and began admiring the scenery beneath the night sky.
In the game from his previous life, no matter how impressive the engine was, it could never simulate a night scene like this—a silicon-crystal dream, crowded billboards and neon lights flashing one after another, the Sky Building and Tokyu Main Store rising and falling at different heights, while the distant wail of ship horns carried greetings from the sea.
This game was a pure second reality.
Chen Lai sat on the edge of the rooftop, his legs dangling in the air, completely immersed in Shibuya’s nightscape.
What a pity. Starting tomorrow, a view this beautiful probably wouldn’t exist anymore, would it?
“Bro, are you going to jump? Don’t rush to jump yet. Say hi to the family in the livestream first!”
On the rooftop, Juexionghu, whose eyes were glowing, came up with Anzu and Toyokawa Yosuke, breaking the silence of the night.
Chen Lai frowned and looked back. A player with an ordinary face and electronic flashes shining in his eyes was waving at him in greeting.
[ID: Litang no Juexionghu]
[Value of Loot: 55,000 yuan]
[Status: Livestreaming on Deep Sea]
Chen Lai only took one look and felt somewhat puzzled. Why was his information public?
“I’m guessing you want to ask why you can see the value of my combat gear.”
Juexionghu smiled and greeted Chen Lai. Based on the earlier bullet comments, this guy seemed to be a rich newbie.
Chen Lai didn’t respond, so Juexionghu could only continue on his own. “I activated Peace Mode. Other players can all see my status. Killing me will still make me drop equipment, but the wear and tear will be a bit more severe.”
“More importantly, there’s no need. I’m livestreaming right now, and you’re my traffic draw tonight… How about this? We sign a revenue split. For the money earned today and tomorrow, we split it thirty-seventy!”
“Why do I only get thirty percent?”
“…The thirty percent is mine. You take seventy. After all, you’re the one attracting the traffic.”
“Fine. Sit here, then.” Money was money. No reason not to earn it.
Chen Lai shifted aside, leaving Juexionghu a spot.
Juexionghu hesitated for a moment, sent Chen Lai a friend request, and then used a template to create a revenue-sharing contract. This wasn’t his first time doing something like this.
According to his intuition, the man before him had secrets… From his perspective as a jujutsu sorcerer, Chen Lai had not the slightest trace of cursed energy on him, yet he had defeated a cursed spirit.
That meant Chen Lai had really exchanged for the Heavenly Restriction worth 150,000 yuan. On the forums, it was publicly recognized as a trap item.
Those who exchanged for trap items were either total newbies, experts, or pure idiots. In Juexionghu’s eyes, this man was one hundred percent an expert!
“What are you two standing there for? Hurry up and get lost. There isn’t much time left.”
Chen Lai didn’t look back. He grabbed the empty can beside him and hurled it outward with such force that it nearly landed on the roof of another building.
After being scolded like that by Chen Lai, the two women understood what he meant, but after running all this way only to be yelled at, anyone would feel a bit aggrieved.
“!”
Seeing such a sigma male, Juexionghu could not help but feel solemn respect.
Anzu glared at Chen Lai, then supported Toyokawa Yosuke and went downstairs. They had just followed Juexionghu up in the elevator. Though they didn’t know what Juexionghu had done, their trip up had been smooth all the way.
Chen Lai did not look back. He made a cigarette-pinching gesture at Juexionghu, who instantly understood and handed him a Marlboro.
After lighting it, the strong sensation of the menthol capsule perked Chen Lai up a little. In the night, he exhaled his first mouthful of smoke and slowly spoke.
“I’m saving their lives. If they stay with us, not a single one of these NPCs will survive.”
Just as Chen Lai spoke, the bullet comments in Juexionghu’s livestream suddenly increased.
“Hurry, ask him if he knows something!”
“He’s way too damn good at acting. I’m logging in right now. Where’s the streamer? I’m going to go get real with this prick.”
“He’s running a tier-six kit. Your gear isn’t even worth 200,000. You expect to beat him?”
“Is what he said true? Is something big really coming?”
As Juexionghu watched the bullet comments grow more and more numerous, joy filled his heart. On Deep Sea livestreams, every bullet comment cost money, and viewing time counted for money too!
Riding this wave of traffic brought by Chen Lai, Juexionghu smoothly changed the name of his livestream.
[Shibuya Incident: Something Big Is Coming!!!]