Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 521 - 519: Aozawa Seals the Superpower_1

The dense Primitive Forest vanished from Aozawa’s mind.

He looked at the 100% lottery machine in front of him, frowning slightly, feeling dissatisfied with this Superpower.

Clearly, unlike the first comical villain, the second random reward he drew, a Primitive Forest, was undoubtedly a highly dangerous prize.

From the brief scene he had witnessed, Aozawa could tell that the forest housed creatures and an ecosystem that didn’t belong to this world.

This Superpower possessed the mighty force to change the world, yet it was not under his control.

If they were all joke-like abilities, Aozawa wouldn’t care whether they were controllable or not.

If not, Aozawa naturally didn’t want to continue drawing.

Now it’s a random reward of a Primitive Forest. What if next it’s making all of humanity a few centimeters taller, or say, switching everyone’s gender?

What then?

This is an extremely dangerous Ability.

Although Aozawa had already mastered many dangerous Abilities, those were within his control and wouldn’t cause any accidents.

The 100% lottery was different.

Aozawa had no way to predict how many bizarre prizes this Ability contained, nor did he know if any of those prizes posed a threat to the safety of all humanity.

I was too preoccupied with the curiosity of the lottery, influenced by that first impression into thinking they were all prank-like abilities.

Thinking about it now, not drawing human extinction on my first attempt was truly fortunate.

Aozawa decided to seal this Ability away, and the 100% lottery machine vanished from before him.

He turned and walked toward the entrance hall, ready to meet up with Shouko and go to the vegetable market together.

Then, he would go there and see whether the forest still existed.

This way, he could determine whether the drawn prizes were permanent or if they would automatically be considered gone once they disappeared from his mind.

He opened the door. Bright morning light spilled into the narrow corridor between the wall and the door, where two potted plants sat at the entrance.

Aozawa stepped out confidently, closing the door behind him as he walked outside.

「...」

News of a forest appearing in Jerusalem quickly spread across the internet and was noted by relevant parties; no major power sought to restrict the information’s dissemination.

Trying to restrict news destined to spread was simply foolish.

After all, this incident had caused a huge commotion.

The previous breaking of the formation and the counterattack by Tani and others had already drawn the attention of many countries and individuals to the tense situation there.

With something like this happening in Jerusalem, it was naturally impossible to conceal.

Morimoto Chiyoda sat in her chair, watching her computer screen, which was playing a video from a YouTuber travel blogger.

According to this travel blogger, he had planned a pilgrimage to the Holy City of Jerusalem, but halfway there, he found a forest sprouting from the ground before his car.

What had been barren wasteland transformed into a dense forest, with towering trees resembling those of a tropical rainforest, ranging from over ten to several tens of meters in height.

Dense canopies obscured any aerial view.

Morimoto Chiyoda watched the forest in the video, looming under the night sky like a ravenous beast sprawled on the ground, its maw open, waiting for anyone who dared enter.

In the comments section, many people were egging the blogger on to go in and take a look, while others thought such an action too dangerous and urged him to flee quickly.

Debates about a Different World and miracles were also fermenting.

Owing to Jerusalem’s special status, those who believed it was a miracle clearly outnumbered the former.

Morimoto Chiyoda herself leaned more towards the Different World explanation.

The specific situation would still require experts to inspect the site in person to see if the plants and ecology matched Earth’s.

If they didn’t, then it was undoubtedly a forest from a Different World.

The appearance of a forest from a Different World in this world was a dangerous sign, indicating that the barrier between the Different World and this world was growing increasingly weak.

Today it’s Jerusalem; tomorrow it could be Tokyo, New York, London, or even other places.

Morimoto Chiyoda imagined this possibility, rubbing her forehead. Is there a reason Dio chose Monday? Perhaps, to the Different World, this day is significant? she wondered.

While Morimoto Chiyoda pondered these issues, another email landed in her inbox.

She clicked it open to find it was about a bizarre case report from Shinjuku, Tokyo.

The person who reported it was Kimimaro Ichiro, a debt collector. He claimed he had lost control of his body and suspected a Monster was manipulating his actions, so he was seeking help from the authorities.

Beneath this case, there were similar claims from Kyoto, Kanagawa, and other places.

Perhaps there are others who haven’t reported it to the police, she mused.

Morimoto Chiyoda was considering who should handle this case when another email arrived.

She opened it: Mary had killed a religious leader in Shikoku.

Telephone Monsters, similar to Mary’s case, were still at large, sporadically killing people to announce their presence.

Those killed were always wicked people, leading Morimoto Chiyoda to suspect. Could the mastermind behind this be related to Dio?

It’s also possible that the souls of these evil people are a delicacy to certain Monsters, she considered.

The people who were killed didn’t seem to know what was happening. They didn’t turn off their phones, didn’t run, and didn’t call for help, as if they were just waiting for the killer to come to them.

Who should take care of this? she wondered.

As this thought crossed Morimoto Chiyoda’s mind, another email arrived, reporting a woman dismembered in Hokkaido. The witness, her husband, claimed it was the work of a Monster.

"I’m just taking one day off, and it feels like there’s trouble everywhere?" Morimoto Chiyoda grumbled.

Perhaps it was because she had just been on vacation that she felt a bit impatient with the continuous stream of work. It also made her particularly nostalgic for the happy times she had spent shopping with Aozawa and Iroha during her break.

Isn’t it good to have peace every day? she thought.

Morimoto Chiyoda refocused on her work. The events in Jerusalem are too distant. A quick look is enough; I have other matters to attend to.

「...」

In the Indian Ocean, the freighter continued its journey toward the Red Sea.

Down in the lowest cargo hold, Bruno had woken up. After a quick breakfast from the captain, he sat there, looking at the time on his mobile phone and rubbing his cheeks.

As for jet lag, I can only try to adjust when I arrive, he thought.

While sailing, I’ll stick to Japan time, he decided.

His mobile phone was connected to the network using the captain’s identification, ensuring he wasn’t completely cut off from news of the outside world.

Bruno scrolled through TikTok.

Soon, a video caught his eye.

Listening to the audio from the short video, Abdullaye’s previously listless eyes suddenly sharpened. That was Hebrew.

Flames of hatred burned in his eyes, compelling him to look at Bruno’s phone screen.

Since Bruno was watching short videos for amusement, he hadn’t deliberately angled the screen away from Abdullaye.

Thus, Abdullaye saw the forest in the video: dark, dense, exuding an indescribable allure.

"Look, everyone, this is a miracle! God has made the barren Jerusalem teeming with life!" the blogger in the video exclaimed, his face alight with excitement. "This is proof from heaven that only we are the masters of this land! The people of Jerusalem have been taken to God’s side; the moment of prophecy is upon us."

"Shameless!" Abdullaye muttered, his expression growing more ferocious.

That is clearly our land! God made the forest appear there in direct response to the formation-breaking attack, as divine punishment for those shameless people!

Such a dense forest appearing must have destroyed many buildings and heavily impacted the people inside, Abdullaye believed.

Yet, such a sacred divine punishment is being twisted into a blessing! I’ve never seen such brazen shamelessness! he fumed internally.

His face contorted with fury, he only wished the phone were his. Otherwise, he would have flooded the blogger with comments until his faith shattered.

Bruno paid no attention to Abdullaye’s muttering, his gaze fixed on the forest, feeling profoundly shaken.

Man’s plans are no match for Heaven’s, he thought.

All the plans I painstakingly devised, Tani’s plans, the plans for breaking the formation, even those of the surrounding nations—all our schemes will halt now, giving rise to new conflicts and calculations around this forest.

This kind of change, completely beyond my control, is not something I like.

But how can I use such a change to fulfill the mission from my superiors? he quickly pondered.

Or is the current mission from my superiors still focused on igniting a war?

Probably not.

Bruno was certain that this forest’s value was enough to make nations fight bloody battles over it.

But the stance of the three great powers will be surprisingly unanimous. If I’m not mistaken, they’ll adopt a conservative strategy to suppress any war.

Before thoroughly studying the forest’s internal environment, the three great powers won’t allow anyone to recklessly damage it.

Nor will they permit war.

Because war is the least controllable element; once it starts, all sorts of madmen and fanatical ideologies will spread.

There’s nothing war cannot destroy.

Bruno mused. My next mission will likely be to explore this suddenly appeared forest.

He swiped his finger, continuing to watch other similar videos without rushing to contact his superiors.

After all, the information I can gather is limited, and it would be foolish to make suggestions to my superiors based on one-sided news.

Bruno could only wait—wait for some time until his superiors issued a new mission.

After all, an event this serious requires all parties to communicate. True peace can only be achieved when everyone reaches an agreement.

Otherwise, some non-state armed groups will express their dissatisfaction and might do something to the forest.

"Mr. Bruno, with Jerusalem like this, do we still need to go to Port Said?" Abdullaye asked, a desire to change plans evident in his heart.

Bruno returned to the present, a smile on his face as he said, "The situation has changed, so our plans might change too. First, let’s see if Tani can escape from that forest. If he can’t, we might have to go in."

"Is that so?" Abdullaye replied, a hint of hatred in his eyes.

If I had to name the person I want to kill most, it would undoubtedly be Tani. He deserves death more than anyone!

Abdullaye prayed earnestly to God, pleading, Please, deliver Tani into my hands! Let me personally deal with that guy!