Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 801 - 795: False Creation Is Still Creation (Part 2)

"Ayaka, don't get careless just because you've been through this a few times. This is not a small matter."

"Oh."

Ayatsuki Ayaka saw her speaking so seriously and toned down her smile, trying to put on a serious look.

Morimoto Chiyoda looked at Phoenix Academy Maggie and said seriously, "What did the Holy Lord say exactly?"

Phoenix Academy Maggie snapped back to reality and truthfully recounted what she had just heard.

"Is that so."

Morimoto Chiyoda murmured, her eyes showing a trace of contemplation. She didn't understand why Dio decided to act decisively and kill the Holy Lord right after the prophecy of the apocalypse was mentioned.

What important words were coming next that Dio didn't want the Holy Lord to say?

Or perhaps, Dio simply didn't want the Holy Lord to continue lying there?

That possibility can't be ruled out.

After all, Dio wouldn't come out and tell them the Holy Lord was lying.

It's very possible that Dio discerned the Holy Lord was lying and then acted to kill him.

Morimoto Chiyoda hoped it was the latter.

But the first possibility also couldn't be ignored.

...

The bustling night scene flashed by below, and the dragon's shadow swept past the streets, triggering a wave of discussions among residents.

After being sent home, Aozawa, Morimoto Chiyoda rode the Bone Dragon to Shinjuku, intending to discuss the Holy Lord's doomsday prophecy with Emily and Jack, and also to report on the Takamagahara project's experiment.

Even though everything happening in the world might be overheard by Dio, they still had to discuss and make judgments. They couldn't do nothing and leave everything to fate.

Only Aozawa was left at home.

He didn't need to go outside to cover up, and after sensing Morimoto Chiyoda's defense barrier moving away, he raised his hand.

Aozawa used the backdoor in gamification to isolate the waves in this area.

Then using Will-o'-the-wisp, he hypnotized the world to create an entrance to a different space.

An oval entrance appeared before him.

"I can enter the different space."

Aozawa used Sky-reaching Fabrication to give himself a buff, then quickly rushed toward the entrance to the different space created by Will-o'-the-wisp.

Poof, he smoothly breached the limitations of Will-o'-the-wisp's ability, appeared in this different space, and immediately used Result Cancel to directly erase the result of the different space collapsing because of him.

Without the collapse result due to him, the different space wouldn't fall apart but choose to exist.

This was his first attempt using four superpowers, and the result was satisfactory.

Aozawa stood on the land of the different space, jumped in place, then looked up at the azure sky, not a cloud in sight.

The wind brushing past his face from afar felt so real; he squatted down, scooped up the soil, feeling the moisture within the ground.

Compared to entering this world as a character created by Will-o'-the-wisp, the immersive feeling was different, not like the Nightmare Party.

Aozawa touched his chest, feeling the pounding heartbeat.

It's as if he really created a world!

His wandering thoughts quickly gathered back, a broad smile on his face, saying, "Hahaha, let me see my Kingdom of Daughters~"

He ran westward.

After crossing a hill, a small village appeared before him.

In that village, not a single male character could be seen, all were female characters.

Many figures, referred to as wives by people, were active in the village.

For instance, Nami, Tsunade, Inoue Orihime, Rem, Sakurajima Mai, and other female characters from anime. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

They lived in this medieval village, yet their outfits were hardly different from their original appearances, appearing somewhat out of place.

Especially Sakurajima Mai's bunny girl outfit and Nami's boldness of not wearing a top.

Aozawa looked at the paradise he created, took the initiative to go forward, and pinched lightly.

"You pervert!"

Nami initially wanted to ask which melon to buy, but after being pinched like that, she immediately picked up a watermelon and threw it at Aozawa.

He quickly backed away.

The women around also picked up the tools closest to them.

"Bastard, how dare you cause trouble here."

"Perverts like you should go extinct!"

Hearing their indignant accusations, Aozawa turned and ran out. They chased for a while but were soon left behind.

He didn't stop, continuing forward as the scenery extended and changed.

From the visual and sensory judgment, this place was no different from the real world.

But Aozawa still felt this range was too small.

He stopped and used Sky-reaching Fabrication, saying: "Make this world as big as the real world!"

A feeling of powerlessness surged in his chest, indicating it was beyond his ability's range.

He had to settle for second best, changing his wish: "As big as Japan."

This time, he didn't experience the feeling of powerlessness; instead, he felt a sense of relief.

The scope of the different space created by Will-o'-the-wisp Hypnotic World clearly expanded.

Bigger than gamification.

In Aozawa's view, it should be because the different space created by Will-o'-the-wisp Hypnotic World was ultimately a false space, not real.

So, Sky-reaching Fabrication wouldn't be as difficult in terms of amplification as gamification.

After validating this, Aozawa continued to roam the mountains and waters in the world of Will-o'-the-wisp, pondering how to let himself and them adventure here.

...

Shinjuku, 31st floor of the Central Building.

The lights in the large and small offices were bright as day, and the CIA agents were working overtime here.

They were still monitoring the internet, tracking potential events.

Although it's become challenging to find news about low-level demons causing trouble in the world after the new world was established, most events were artificially created fabrications.

But that didn't mean the CIA agents would abandon this task.

It's easy to expand a department, just a few word exchanges, but scaling down isn't something that can be achieved with mere words.

Morimoto Chiyoda and Emily glanced at the busy large office and then went into Jack's office, where a faint smell of alcohol permeated the space.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a night view with stars in the sky and neon lights on the ground.

Jack gave up trying to cover the smell of alcohol on him, showing a hint of embarrassment, "Lately, the pressure has been high, and a few drinks are inevitable to relieve stress."

Speaking of which, he turned to Yuzuki Suzuko: "Serve the black tea."

"Hai."

Yuzuki Suzuko bowed and left the office.

The door was left open, the three sat down, and did not immediately discuss official matters.

Jack asked with a concerned face, "Emily, are you alright?"

"Don't worry, I wasn't attacked. The demon might have just wanted to trap me."

Emily responded casually.

Truthfully, she didn't understand what purpose trapping her served; after being waterproof, she was so confident.

She heard from Morimoto Chiyoda that the other side summoned a companion to appear. Why not summon earlier?

Perhaps that demon was too confident in its power.

Yuzuki Suzuko soon came in with black tea, served a cup to each of the three, then bowed and exited, closing the office door.

Emily picked up the black tea, blew on it, and said, "Morimoto, you can now talk about the conversation between the Holy Lord and Phoenix Academy Maggie."

"Alright."

Morimoto Chiyoda recounted what Phoenix Academy Maggie and herself discussed, including her own speculations.

"Milante Ancient Scripture, apocalypse..."

A bitter smile appeared on Jack's face.

He really couldn't understand why the world suddenly became so tumultuous. It could be because his position was too high now.

Sigh, he didn't drink the black tea but turned to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out the whiskey and a glass.

At this time, drinking was the only thing that could bring him peace.

This job has too much pressure.

Receiving those terrifying messages yet being able to do nothing, like strolling in Chicago, never knowing if the next moment would bring a hot girl or a bullet.

Life and death weren't his to decide.

"Stop drinking and hurry to report this upward."

Faced with Emily's reminder, Jack was surprised, "You guys don't discuss which possibility is bigger before reporting?"

"These things are for them to judge."

Morimoto Chiyoda shrugged, picked up the black tea, "We should discuss some practical issues, like the Takamagahara project. Some projects, I feel, can be cut."

"Alright, I'll make the call first."

Jack put down the glass.