Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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"That demi-human Xia Yan, whom you named 'Slayer,' is as powerful as a boss from an anime, but he's still a living being after all..."

"No! Or rather, it doesn't matter even if it's not a living being." With that, Ogura Iku exhaled a puff of smoke towards Tosaki Yu's face. "After all, perpetual motion machines don't exist in this world!"

"What's the meaning!?"

Upon hearing this, Tosaki Yu, who was waving away the smoke in front of him, frowned and asked.

"Every living being will feel fatigue. Demi-humans are no exception! The reason you failed is simply because your army was not strong enough. After all, it's just a self-defense force."

"But this country no longer has a stronger army..."

"there is."

Ogura Ikuya interrupted Tosaki Yu without any politeness.

"Isn't there a unit here that claims to have the 'world's strongest military'?" He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, a slightly knowing smile playing on his lips. "The US military stationed in Japan, and things like that."

Upon hearing this, Tosaki Yu froze on the spot.

Seeing this, Ogura Ikuya shrugged indifferently, took the pack of cigarettes from his hand, lit one, and happily smoked it.

Chapter 167 A Pack of Cigarettes Every Half Hour

"Ah, right!"

Before Tosaki Yu could recover, Ogura Iku interrupted Tosaki Yu's thoughts as if she had remembered something else.

"Although I feel that 'Xia Yan' is a completely different being, if the super-powered monsters he releases are still IBMs, then some of IBM's weaknesses should still be exploitable."

"Generally speaking, the duration of a demi-human's IBM is about five to ten minutes, and after each release, it is impossible to release a second one in a short period of time."

"However, judging from the current situation, it doesn't seem like the other party has any time or number of restrictions, so we won't consider it for the time being..."

Ogura Ikuya said while pondering.

His demeanor was less like offering advice and more like summarizing and analyzing the information Xia Yan had already presented.

"The only thing we can use is water..."

"The demi-humans communicate with IBMs through some kind of electromagnetic wave, and water can effectively interfere with the transmission of these electromagnetic waves. However, considering the unique nature of the IBM released by 'Xia Yan,' water may not be effective..."

"In that case, apart from using a large number of attacks to dismantle it little by little, there is only one way to eliminate IBM."

Ikuya Ogura also extended his middle finger to make a "one" gesture.

"When IBM collides with IBM from other demi-humans, particles carrying different information mix together, forming an effect similar to strung lines."

"This has nothing to do with IBM's power."

"Even if Xia Yan's IBM speed and strength are superior to other demi-human IBMs, the effect is the same."

"In other words, if we let the IBMs of other demi-humans attack Xia Yan's IBM head, it will be an effective strike."

"However, the prerequisite is that you need to have an army composed of demi-humans..."

At this point, Ogura Iku himself was amused by his own unrealistic idea.

There are only 47 demi-humans in the world, including Xia Yan.

Although there are many hidden demi-humans that have not been made public, for example, the US government has secretly taken in many demi-humans for experimentation.

These are all undisclosed, unidentified demi-humans.

After all, most countries wouldn't be foolish enough to do what island nations do, using those demi-humans whose identities have already been revealed to conduct inhumane experiments.

For other countries, the demi-humans that have been revealed need to be taken good care of.

Because they are used as 'bait' to attract more demi-humans.

"Is there a more specific approach?"

Seeing that Ogura Ikuya's analysis was very logical, Tosaki Yu tentatively asked him a question.

"Hmm...more specific?"

Ogura Ikuya pondered for a moment.

"Didn't that 'Xia Yan' just say in his live stream that he's planning to publicly execute that reporter? I guess he'll take action tomorrow."

"We can just dump that reporter at the US embassy. Judging from Xia Yan's personality, he'll probably just raze the embassy to the ground without a care in the world."

"After all, in his eyes, this country was already his property..."

Upon hearing this highly feasible plan, Tosaki Yu's eyes widened instantly.

"Did you just think of all of these?!"

He never expected that this person, who was considered crazy in the island nation, would come up with such a solution in such a short time.

Although it sounds a bit unethical and would implicate many innocent people, he wouldn't care how many more people he sent to hell if it helped him achieve his goals.

"Of course, after all, I'm a genius..."

Ogura Iku also said without any politeness.

However, it's clear that for him, this was simply the truth.

"It's really impressive that you even included the US embassy in your plan. I thought you were on their side."

After hearing what Tosaki Yu said, Ogura Iku also took a puff of his cigarette without caring.

"call--"

"I'm not interested in which side I'm on; it's just that this is a valuable sample, nothing more."

His tone was extremely calm, and coupled with his slightly unkempt appearance, he truly gave off the feeling of a reclusive sage.

"So what are your thoughts on what you just said about forming an army of demi-humans?" Tosaki Yu asked, pushing his luck a bit.

“I have no ideas at all.” Ogura Iku also refused his attempt to get something for nothing without any politeness. “I’m just a biophysicist. I’ve said what I needed to say. The rest is up to you to figure out what to do next.”

"I don't care what happens in the end."

"and--"

Iku Ogura also showed the cigarette butt in his hand to Yu Tosaki.

"—I've finished my cigarette."

He stubbed it out in the ashtray and got up to leave.

"Really?! You finished a pack of cigarettes so quickly after just opening it?!"

Yu Tozaki picked up the cigarette pack left on the table, shook it in surprise, and then his lips twitched slightly.

We talked for less than an hour, and he smoked two whole packs of cigarettes.

Even Constantine can't outdrink you.

"Hey! It's just that I don't have any cigarettes, just bear with it for a bit!"

Watching the other person's retreating figure, Tozaki Yu called out again, unwilling to give up.

Ogura Iku simply waved his hand with his back to him, saying without turning his head:

"No way! For me, cigarettes are my telomeres!"

"But if I say something like this to you, someone like you wouldn't understand, would you..."

After confirming that everyone had left, Yu Tosaki sat down again in the empty conference room.

"The demi-human army... a monopoly."

He pulled out a medical record with "Tainaka Yoko" written on it, and fell into deep thought as he looked at the two words "critically ill" clearly written on it.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if he were waging some kind of internal struggle.

After a long pause, he loosened his clenched fist as if he had made a decision.

"Whether you're a demi-human or not, we'll find out by trying. You're so sick that there's no cure. Rather than just lingering on, why not help me? After all, death is just a relief for you anyway..."

"Besides, at a time like this, even if one or two people go missing or die, no one will care."

"Let's start with you..."

Chapter 168 Could this woman be the mole?

"Ah~ What an unfamiliar ceiling..."

Unaware that someone was plotting against him, Xia Yan lay back on the bed, yawned, and said lazily.

Eimi Hashimoto, who should have been sleeping with him, was no longer in bed.

Because of some unexpected incidents that disturbed my sleep yesterday morning, Hashimoto Eimi's house became a bit messy, and Natsuhiko originally wanted to just find a nearby house that looked decent.

Empty everyone out of the room, and then spend the night dealing with it.

However, considering hygiene issues, we eventually found a nice guesthouse with Hashimoto Eimi's help.

It's still free, though.

However, it wasn't that Xia Yan actively asked to get something for free; it was mainly because they couldn't spend the money from the mortal realm.

The owner of this guesthouse was among those he didn't like during the cleaning yesterday afternoon.

Thus, he became one of the lucky few, with a probability of only three out of ten.

Perhaps having learned from yesterday's events, no one dared to disturb Xia Yan's peaceful sleep this morning, allowing him to wake up naturally.

Although we still stayed up late last night, the room didn't have that musty 877 smell, probably because it had been ventilated this morning.

A faint aroma of food wafted in the air.

This caused Xia Yan, who hadn't eaten in a long time, to feel a long-lost sense of hunger.

While being studied, they had to endure all kinds of pain every day. They would even die occasionally to reset their physical condition. When they were conscious, they would think about how to get out of their predicament and how to take revenge on society after they escaped.

There's simply no time to care about these things.

After entering the [Xia Yan Mutual Aid Space], although the perception of self has a physical form, there are no messy feelings.

This is also why Xia Yan and his group were able to use Aruba as punishment without any scruples.

Because it doesn't hurt at all.