Chapter 475: This Skill Was Engraved in My DNA
Chapter 475: This Skill Was Engraved in My DNA
Mechanical City, training ground.
The sharp clapping sounds of flesh impacts echoed continuously – the distinctive noise of raw human melee combat.
The commotion didn’t last. After a dull thud, everything fell silent.
Qingxue had only lasted one minute in the boxing ring before being effortlessly knocked down by Ye Yuqing.
Seeing her big sister beaten, Tsukikage Chuxia – who’d been snacking – suddenly stood and clapped vigorously: “Bravo!!”
The others watching below showed no surprise at this outcome. Qingxue actually performed better than Takeda Masumi and Nangong Saye, who couldn’t withstand even a few moves before defeat.
Ye Yuqing swaggered to the ring’s edge, gripping the ropes as she shouted downward: “Who’s next?”
Her athletic outfit contrasted with the silver armor covering her forearms and hands – manifestations of Tsukimi Narumi’s power.
Only Fang Cheng and Kamikawa Takumi remained undefeated, as Kanzaki Rin had declined citing work exhaustion. Everyone else had already been thrashed.
After becoming a genuine Saintess, Ye Yuqing’s body had grown stronger while acquiring advanced combat techniques. She could now freely borrow Tsukimi Narumi’s power, even summoning the deity’s full arrival.
The shocking part was Tsukimi Narumi’s willingness – a god answering Ye Yuqing’s summons like an obedient daughter, completely devoid of divine dignity.
Iyaya embodied the true evil god archetype: always making excuses, corrupting users of her power, fleeing danger, and constantly teasing Fang Cheng’s group for amusement.
Fang Cheng deeply regretted his choice. Given the chance, he’d defect to Tsukimi Narumi’s faction immediately.
When no challengers emerged, Ye Yuqing adopted a mock-tragic pose, waggling her finger: “Pathetic.”
The provocation worked. All eyes turned to Fang Cheng, hoping he’d teach this arrogant brat a lesson.
He stayed put. Letting the usually bullied Ye Yuqing enjoy occasional victories seemed fair. Moreover, Kanzaki Rin’s constant surveillance had prevented him from bonding with other girls lately – this situation risked trapping him in pure love territory.
Ye Yuqing’s antics redirected Kanzaki Rin’s attention, creating chaos Fang Cheng could exploit. Instead of punishing Ye Yuqing, he gave an approving thumbs-up.
Emboldened by this, Ye Yuqing shouted at Kanzaki Rin: “Mistress! Fight me!”
Kanzaki Rin crossed her arms calmly: “Later.”
Facing this enhanced fool risked damaging her vice leader authority. Better decline.
“You keep saying ‘later’! Stop making excuses!”
“Next time.”
“You—!”
Ye Yuqing trembled with rage. Her prime target kept evading confrontation through cunning excuses.
Fang Cheng edged away from the conflict zone. Cold fingertips suddenly brushed his hand – Nangong Saye had sidled up unnoticed.
She stared fixedly at the ring while covertly tracing characters on Fang Cheng’s back with her fingers.
“Tonight, meet me in the small woods outside the city. Don’t stand me up.”
Still aching from Ye Yuqing’s beating, Nangong Saye realized competing within the apartment had become impossible. If they clashed during nighttime ambushes again, she’d get crushed for sure.
Kanzaki Rin’s constant surveillance made things worse.
Nangong Saye switched tactics – if the apartment didn’t work, they’d find some secluded place instead.
Fang Cheng reached over and traced characters on her backside – not her upper back, but lower.
“OJBK!”
Biting her lip against Fang Cheng’s mischievous fingers, Nangong Saye shot him a mock-stern look that held more flirtation than anger. She hurried away before being noticed.
Fang Cheng withdrew his hand, briefly considering sniffing his fingers.
As Ye Yuqing and Kanzaki Rin continued arguing, Takeda Masumi approached Fang Cheng. She made minimal effort to hide her movements but kept her voice low. “Meet me at the small woods tonight. Need to talk.”
“What can’t we discuss here?”
“Rather not risk getting punched. Remember – small woods. No backing out.” She vanished before he could reply.
After losing her verbal duel with Kanzaki Rin, Ye Yuqing stomped off the boxing ring and grabbed Fang Cheng’s collar. “Meet me in the small woods tonight. Important talk.”
Fang Cheng stared.
_Had they all conspired?_
Before he could refuse, she stormed off. The gathering dispersed as everyone returned to their tasks.
When Kanzaki Rin approached, Fang Cheng braced for another woodland invitation. Instead she ordered, “Come with me,” leading him from the training ground.
In her office, she handed him a tablet displaying an email from Area 11’s new Prime Minister – personal correspondence, not official.
The message proposed peaceful relations with Mechanical City, implying past conflicts were the previous government’s fault. It even suggested Fang Cheng consider resettling in Tokyo.
Despite peace-oriented slogans, the core message was clear: surrender terms.
Under Kanzaki Rin’s direction, select battle details had been leaked – including Mechanical City’s alleged use of catastrophic weapons against both Fang Cheng and Isis.
Fang Cheng remained unharmed and alive, meaning this thing posed no threat to him anymore.
This dealt an extremely heavy blow to the Area 11 Government.
Their tactical nuclear weapons failed to kill Fang Cheng, while he could effortlessly slaughter all the Area 11 government higher-ups.
The balance of power had tilted so steeply you could slide down it.
Five days after Fang Cheng defeated Isis, the Area 11 Government finally reached consensus and decided:
Flattery it is!
Buttering up others? This skill was practically in their DNA.
Licking the boots of the powerful wasn’t shameful anyway.
As for past conflicts with Fang Cheng? Simple solution:
First bow in apology, then blame everything on the previous administration while claiming innocence.
After some time passes, conflicts? Never happened – stop spreading baseless rumors.
Fang Cheng had expected politicians’ low moral limits, so the groveling email didn’t surprise him.
After he finished reading, Kanzaki Rin asked, “How should we respond?”
Though she governed Mechanical City, relations with Area 11 required Fang Cheng’s input.
Fang Cheng shrugged. “Tell them to lift tech and network restrictions on Mechanical City, and let Iron Fortress members return to Tokyo.”
He’d rather avoid dealing with these annoying guys, but certain demands must be made.
Kanzaki Rin noted this down, adding, “Iron Fortress plans a delegation in three days. Leader’s still undecided.”
Iron Fortress had called immediately after the battle’s conclusion – this visit aimed to strengthen ties.
Mechanical City recently swarmed with outsiders gathering intel. Instead of expelling them, Kanzaki Rin hosted a ticketed press conference with exclusive details.
Million-yen tickets sold out instantly.
Kanzaki Rin now openly ruled as Mechanical City’s leader instead of working behind scenes.
None dared underestimate her youth – the city’s rapid changes since her takeover proved her governance surpassed the old regime’s.
Especially with _that man_ backing her.
After confirming Isis’ defeat, the world promptly dubbed Fang Cheng “Blood Emperor” – a natural counterpart to the Blood Queen he’d overthrown.
Fang Cheng found the title cringey, but preferred it over alternatives like “Vampire Prince”.
Though not officially recognized as disaster-level due to external help during his battle, nobody dared provoke him regardless.
As Fang Cheng prepared to practice his Blood Source ability, Kanzaki Rin suddenly whispered, “Tonight. The small woods outside town.”
Fang Cheng: “……”
You’re not conspiring to gang up on me, are you?
Noticing his reaction, Kanzaki Rin asked, “Problem?”
Fang Cheng blinked. “Just… you taking initiative feels new.”
Their nighttime activities usually started with him – this was her first invitation.
Kanzaki Rin adjusted his collar and kissed him. “Consider this a reward for good behavior.”
Besides, aerial night scenery grew repetitive – the small woods offered different vibes.
Returning to his apartment deep in thought, Fang Cheng encountered Qingxue.
“Lord Cheng,” she began, “I need to tell you—”
Fang Cheng cut in: “Don’t say you want to meet at the small woods tonight too?”
Qingxue looked confused. “Why tonight? Can’t we go now?”
Fang Cheng sighed in relief, squishing her cheeks. “Cat Cat, you’re utterly adorable!”
Qingxue: “……”
Have you switched from petting cats to petting humans now?