Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 556 - 554: There Is Always a Hidden Hand After the Battle

After the great battle, the dark clouds in the sky lingered.

A cold rain drifted down from the sky, washing away the remnants of the battle.

David, holding the Grand Sage and a group of surviving Guards, ran down the city wall, watching the rain fall from the sky.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the buildings, he understood in his heart that the battle was over.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hear the rain.

Who won?

The doubt flashed through his mind, and David thought it through. It must have been Jotaro who won.

If it were Salinas, the arrogant laughter would have already reached his ears.

But he still couldn't be one hundred percent sure.

After all, it was Salinas.

An extremely terrifying Demi-Demon, and David, who just fought against that figure, deeply understood how terrifying the opponent was.

The Holy Sword could defeat Salinas, but it was only Salinas without undergoing Transformation. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Once transformed, the Holy Sword was as brittle as a potato chip in front of him.

Such horrifying power would be among the most destructive in modern weapons.

He pondered.

The creaky sound of a door opening was followed by the excited voices of Jenny and Mary.

"Brother Jotaro, you're amazing~" "Mr. Jotaro, what's Star Platinum?" "What do you like to eat?" "Any hobbies?"

The two expressed their excitement with enthusiastic words.

Aozawa stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and shouted, "So annoying, shut up!"

Amid such harsh words, Jenny and Mary heard the warmth belonging to him and said in unison, "Yes~"

Their faces were filled with expressions of blooming peach flowers.

Aozawa was speechless and turned to look at David, asking, "Are you guys okay?"

"We're fine."

David shook his head, eyes filled with some confusion, and asked, "Jotaro, is there a connection between that power and the Grand Sage?"

Lying on David's back, the Grand Sage hurriedly shook his head and said, "My strengthening wouldn't have such an effect."

"Actually," Aozawa was just about to explain.

Clap clap, a round of applause suddenly sounded, interrupting his explanation and attracting everyone's attention to where the applause came from.

The falling rain bypassed a blond man standing in the sky, his facial features were distinct, not at all rigid, exuding elegance and gentleness.

A pair of azure eyes made one think of a clear sky without clouds.

"Something happening outside of my script."

"Who are you?"

"Adam."

The blond man smiled and replied, "Sending you all here was my mistake."

Hearing this, David's pupils dilated, but before he could speak, the Grand Sage on his back looked shocked and said, "Adam?! You actually lived from The Empire Era until now!"

"It's nothing to be surprised about. For an Angel Envoy, a hundred years feels about the same as a day."

Adam explained gently, then swept his gaze over everyone present, finally landing on Aozawa's face, "Truly an unexpected variable, yet giving me quite a show."

"Star Platinum!"

"Alright, you can return now."

With Adam's words, Aozawa quickly released David and the others from the dreamlike state, and bubbles began to rise around him.

Watching his body glow and bubbles emerge from his feet, David knew they were about to leave and hurriedly shouted, "Adam, why did you want us here?"

"To pursue a higher realm."

Adam replied loftily.

...

"What higher realm?!"

After blurting out this sentence, David stared at the ceiling above, the drawn curtains casting dim light in the bedroom.

He was stunned for a few seconds, placed his right hand on his chest, and felt the heartbeat thumping.

This proved he had returned to his own body.

David swiftly sat up and muttered, "Was that a dream?"

A momentary doubt flickered through his mind, but was shattered by the vivid, real scenes.

How could it have been a dream?

They were all real, flesh-and-blood individuals.

General Rayleigh, the Grand Sage, those brave and fearless guards.

Trustworthy comrades.

Oh right, Jenny and Mary were in New York, how are they doing?

Thinking of this, David got up and walked briskly towards the outside.

As the door opened, the mayor's assistant came by; he paused slightly, then spoke respectfully, "Good morning, Mayor. We just caught a sneaky person outside, he was watching the mansion."

"Hank, don't bother with such things. Unless he takes concrete actions, arrange for psychological counseling."

David waved his hand indifferently, thinking that such behavior was abnormal for Mayor's assistant Hank.

But to David, this kind of thing wasn't uncommon at all.

Like those times when someone suddenly opened the curtains at midnight to find a person staring at their room from outside, or a group of people watching their room.

This kind of thing was something David had seen too often in the slums, from people with minds full of unknown thoughts.

When David was still taking prohibited drugs, he often did the same.

If one wanted to take action, it wasn't like that. Resorting to painkillers whenever indecisive, popping them every day, inevitably wasn't in line with a normal person's mindset. It was merely fantasy belonging to the brain, not enough to convict.

"I want you to bring two people to the city hall, one is named Jenny, the other Mary. The former lives at..."

David gave Jenny and Mary's addresses and added, "Bring them over immediately."

"Yes."

Hank was slightly taken aback, then nodded, not thinking this person wanted two shots in the early morning.

Since witnessing the miracle of David's resurrection, Hank's long-held worldview of survival of the fittest was shattered, the newly formed worldview aligned with positivity, assisting the Saint Heir, and completing the grand mission bestowed by God.

For people like him, having dreams is a very luxurious thing.

But witnessing such shocking events, anyone would undergo a tremendous transformation like Hank. It was because of people like him that David's policies were effectively implemented, and he understood how to unite the masses.

After all, given David's experiences, it's hard to have any fondness for those bosses.

But in the world of capital, leaving aside the top tier, the people beneath are all oppressed and capable of unity.

A business environment like New York, which is fair and just and doesn't require backdoor dealings, is actually more conducive to competition among mid-to-lower-level enterprises.

Increasing workers' wages is much less compared to the usual need to smooth relations with politicians.

Besides, with increased wages, the efficiency of those below greatly improves.

From this perspective, mid-to-lower-level business owners don't lose anything.

And all of this was brought to the awareness of David and the bosses by Hank.

So David greatly trusts Hank, willing to discuss big and small matters with him.

...

Shortly after, under the guidance of the detailed address, people arranged by Hank brought Mary and Jenny to the city hall.

"Sister Jenny!" "Sister Mary!"

Upon meeting at the entrance, they showed a very intimate demeanor, hugging each other tightly.

They had jointly experienced the test of life and death.

Even though it lasted just over an hour, it was enough to establish a friendship that would take decades to forge under normal circumstances.

In that different world, the two walked on thin ice, not knowing if they could return alive.

"It's really great that you're okay." "You too."

Upon hearing their words, Hank understood the mayor's reason for seeking them, "Ladies, the mayor is still waiting for you."

"Yes."

Both answered in unison, not continuing their reunion, and followed Hank into the city hall.

The miraculous things they had encountered, they dared not disclose to outsiders. If others knew, they might end up dissected or something.

They didn't trust the government, but they trusted David.

This impression was not only in their minds but shared by everyone in New York.

With David in the mayor's seat, they believed that New York's issues could be resolved.

They followed Hank to the mayor's office.

Despite David mentioning many times that knocking wasn't necessary when no one else was around, Hank still maintained basic etiquette, raising his hand to knock on the door, "Mayor, the people are here."

"Come in."

Receiving a response, Hank opened the door, stepping aside, "Please, come in."

"Yes."

Jenny and Mary entered the office together, where the setup was simple, purely for handling official business.

Hank shut the door and quietly stayed by the side. David quickly stepped forward, "Are you all right?"

"No."

Both shook their heads.

Mary said, somewhat regrettably, "I can no longer jump several meters high, and my physical condition feels the same as usual."

"It should be due to the soul returning to the body."

David could only express this reasoning. The soul received strength, and that empowerment happened in the different world. Upon returning to this world, its effects might be lost.

This was merely David's hypothesis and he wasn't sure if it was accurate.

But David knew that Jotaro Kujo's situation was unique.

He stated solemnly, "Regarding Jotaro's matters, I hope you can keep it confidential and not tell anyone."

"We understand."

Jenny hurriedly nodded, differing from their situation; Jotaro Kujo evidently bore inherent special powers.

Star Platinum probably wasn't part of the Grand Sage's enhancement spectrum.

"Mm, it's good that you understand. Jenny, I will arrange for you to work at the city hall. Mary, I'll hire a private tutor for you; you remain at the city hall to study."

David's actions reflected his distrust of those above, fearing they might seize Jenny and Mary for some experiments.

"Mm."

Both nodded in agreement, aware his actions were to protect them.

After arranging these matters, David smiled, "Let's talk later. I still need to write a report about this event and submit it. Who knows what Adam is plotting."

"Mayor, is it okay to inform those above?"

Mary couldn't help but ask, "Or should we keep it a secret?"

"The matter is too significant for concealment."

David shook his head.

An Angel Envoy is attempting something huge, and it must be brought to the attention of others who are capable, rather than sorting it out alone. Personal heroism is inadvisable.