Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner-Chapter 338 - 259 Hide and Seek

Damn it!

It’s so damn infuriating!

As an on-duty criminal police officer, how could one have such thoughts?

Minamoto Tamako was so angry that her nostrils smoked. Even though Fujiwara Section Chief was a senior, she couldn’t hold back anymore and had to correct such an irresponsible thought!

However, before she could speak, Asahara Shoko stepped in as a peacemaker, clapping his hands to signal Miss Yu Zi to calm down.

"Compared to true power, what you speak of is trivial."

Asahara Shoko paused, nodded at a believer, who then pressed a switch. The red curtain slowly drew open, and he loudly announced, "This is the New World of the future!"

The dazzling sunlight streamed in through the giant floor-to-ceiling window. Minamoto Tamako saw a nearly magnificent structure—the cylindrical wall reaching skywards, looking like a gigantic mine at first glance, with scaffolding extending toward the sky, and this window resembling the well’s bottom frog gazing at the moon.

In the very center of the mine stood a peculiar giant tree.

Minamoto Tamako had never seen such a large tree. It was densely covered with vines, like patches of fungal spots. There were no branches or leaves on top, just a bare trunk, like a dried-up giant, raising its arms to the sky.

Fujiwara Homare was so shocked he couldn’t close his mouth. He looked up, saw a seagull fly by and land on the trunk, but with a blink, the seagull vanished.

To give them a clearer view, Asahara Shoko motioned for the two to approach the window, where there was a row of binoculars, resembling those coin-operated ones found at beaches or on towers for tourists to view the scenery.

Minamoto Tamako leaned in, gripping the binoculars with both hands, scanning back and forth, and saw workers in protective suits hanging on the trunk, collecting leaflets similar to fungal spots;

She looked further down the trunk and found the ecological environment had changed. The surrounding wildgrass didn’t look like plants but rather insect limbs. When pickers passed by, it would bend and deform, resembling a sensitive plant, yet more revolting than sensitive plants.

Amidst the wildgrass, something seemed to be burrowing back and forth, unclear and she dared not look closely, hurriedly adjusting the binoculars toward the wall surroundings, observing the areas still under construction, attempting to find a breakthrough for escape, yet noticing many foreigners with white skin and high noses involved in the building.

"Is this... the tree man?"

Fujiwara Homare recognized it. He had seen this thing at Wulin Temple, but compared, Wulin Temple’s eerie haunted house appeared somewhat quaint and exquisite.

"This is the Divine Tree." Asahara Shoko corrected his wording.

Fujiwara Homare had a psychological shadow of the tree man. Even with a different name, it didn’t change his impression of Ye Tea.

Seeing no expression of admiration from the two, Asahara Shoko was somewhat dissatisfied. Standing aside, stroking his goatee, he explained personally:

"As long as you drink the tea made from the Divine Tree, you can not only attain supreme bliss but also achieve immortality, living as long as heaven and earth..."

"This is the ticket to the New World! In the future New World, everything revolves around the Divine Tree. After the world is destroyed, the new humans with endless life will rebuild order, and only those blessed by the Divine Tree can enjoy supreme glory!"

Minamoto Tamako thought it was nonsense. She didn’t believe such rubbish.

Fujiwara Homare, having seen the final form of the tree man, didn’t dare speak now. He got the idea, that the ultimate reward after undergoing the thirteenth stair trial was probably this thing... So it seemed this trial was indeed unreasonable, and Miss Yu Zi foresaw it quite well.

Asahara Shoko, seeing their silence, probably assumed they didn’t believe it, offered to let them personally experience the Divine Tree’s effects, which both fiercely rejected.

Coincidentally, his phone rang suddenly. It was a call from a foreign lab, saying they were withdrawing investment and troops.

Asahara Shoko, with a somber face, moved away from the two to quietly inquire about the withdrawal reason. The answer was simple, just one line:

This thing has no research value.

It’s like common fungi, causing hallucinations, body transformation, and resulting in physical rigidity, ultimately externalized into plants because the body was hollowed out by fungi, unable to prolong life.

For use as a biochemical weapon, its lethality is somewhat low, far less than genetic viruses; for researching medicinal value, it’s not as good as developing chemical synthesizing drugs, which can be iteratively monetized; even for studying human mutation, dissection revealed no practical application scenarios—the lab researchers even calculated, and found hiring mercenaries cost less than breeding a tree man and was more efficient.

Of course, phenomena like pollination and parasitic behavior were worth researching, publishing articles, or getting papers could surely win awards, and after ten to twenty years of deep study, applications would be found.

But in terms of its impact on human society... probably not as significant as AIDS spreading from apes to humans.

Asahara Shoko tried hard to retain them, offering shares, but the other party refused.

The investors said that the "New World" project could continue to operate, but the operators and executive chairmen had to be replaced, and not dealt with by ’giving up shares’.

"Yes, Mr. Asahara, you’ve been fired, and someone will be here to replace you shortly."

Asahara Shoko cursed wildly, meaning the New World was his painstaking effort, the foundation for the Aum Truth Sect’s existence, and he was the sole Sect Hierarch of the Aum Truth Sect. How could he possibly be replaced with a single word from outsiders?

The entire island was his believers, whom he could rally with a single call. Thousands would respond, and yet these ignorant white pigs arrogantly said, ’you’re fired’...

Laughable!

After cursing, Asahara Shoko asked who would replace him, that guy would definitely not see tomorrow’s sun!

Fujiwara Homare and Minamoto Tamako exchanged a glance, both a bit bewildered, unaware of what happened. The latter was slightly gloating, for something good indeed occurred to make the narrow-eyed Sect Hierarch so angry.

At this moment, the curtain closed automatically, and a believer checked the remote control, not having pressed the closing button; the broadcast suddenly sounded, still with that icy electronic voice:

"It’s me."

Asahara Shoko was stunned for a moment, ended the call, and sent believers to the broadcasting room to catch the person, determined to strip them alive!

A believer jogged to the elevator door, pressed the button twice, but the elevator did not respond, glancing up to see the numbers on the screen unchanged.

Before anyone reacted, the broadcast resumed:

"Trial rules being selected, please stay calm..."

Minamoto Tamako suddenly had a bad feeling, turning to look at Asahara Shoko, whose eyes were wide open in disbelief.

She was just about to ask, but the broadcast continued:

"Selection successful!"

In the next second, machine guns popped out from the hall’s side walls, their black barrels aimed at everyone:

"This trial’s game is..."

"Hide-and-seek."

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