"Makima mentioned that someone disappeared at the Metropolitan Police Department, and there were a few more lunatics added to the mix."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Mo looked up directly at Nyarlathotep and asked, "Did you do this?"
"Not at all."
Nyarlathotep directly denied, saying, "Humans are a very interesting toy, it's fun to play with them slowly. If they just disappear... Maybe Yog-Sothoth did it. Those people gained a bit of knowledge and then went mad. This is actually quite common for us."
"What about the disappeared ones?"
"Maybe they went through a door and ran off somewhere to play?"
Nyarlathotep shrugged, "According to the customs here in Japan, this should be called Transmigration, maybe it's a good thing?"
"Yeah, that does make some sense."
Fang Mo nodded upon hearing this. Indeed, Japan is really good at things like alternate world reincarnation, producing many similar anime in recent years, like the exhilarating tales of 'Overlord' and 'I'm Spider, so What?', as well as series like 'Re:Zero' and 'Jobless Reincarnation', and even stuff like 'Your Mom's Slash-and-Hack Combo'.
Regardless, the overarching theme of these works is about traversing to another world, causing almost everyone to be tired of the aesthetic.
Fang Mo indeed followed quite a few of these series over the years, but eventually, he could hardly bear to watch them anymore.
After all, the creativity and ideas of these Japanese works are a bit disappointing, feeling all too similar. Fang Mo concluded that they are not as good as some Novels, and it's no wonder there are rumors saying that some Novels are ten years ahead of the industry.
(TL: Some are ok and some are hideous)
In fact, on closer thought, the so-called alternate world reincarnation played by the Japanese... is really just leftovers from what WN played with more than a decade ago. Things like 'I am a Mage', 'XX Alternate World Adventure', were all the rage back then, only to be unfortunately suppressed by censorship, with ruthless blocking and competitors backstabbing, leading to a rapid industry contraction, as if overnight, those works were all filled with positive energy.
Fang Mo vaguely remembered someone saying that what you write should be something you can show your own children to be considered a success.
One can only say that person was really harsh on their own kids.
"Ah, lucky I died early." Thinking this, Fang Mo could only sigh.
"Died early?"
Nyarlathotep looked at Fang Mo curiously.
"Don't mind these details."
Fang Mo waved his hand, "Alright, let's not dwell on this topic. Today is a good day for selling swords, we can't delay any longer. I need to wake up Denji."
"Take me with you."
Nyarlathotep also laughed upon hearing this, "I'm quite curious about this world too."
"Sure." Fang Mo did not refuse but instead issued a sincere invitation, "Then let's explore together. How about a day trip to hell today? What do you think if I cosplay as an astronaut and cut the Dark Devil in half?"
"You could cosplay as a farmer, then lay out the farm tools you've killed alive on both sides."
Nyarlathotep said with a smile, "I've even thought up the plot of this game for you. You'll be called Fang Mo Belmont, wielding a cotton rope holy whip, righteously whipping these Devil legs. And the name of the game will be 'Who is the Vampire?' What do you think?"
"Hahaha, it's still you."
Fang Mo laughed out loud after hearing this, "Alright, let's do it!"
After a brief discussion, they quickly agreed on a plan of action.
Ah Xue was quick to act as well; it wasn't long before she had prepared breakfast. Today, she made rice noodle rolls. Although it was her first attempt, the taste was quite good, and Fang Mo felt even better after eating.
After breakfast.
Fang Mo hummed a tune all the way to the Hayakawa household.
Since they were indeed a bit tired from the day before, Denji and Power seemed to have lazily stayed in bed for a while. When Fang Mo arrived, Hayakawa Aki was still making breakfast, consisting of very ordinary fried eggs, milk, and bread.
"You're here."
Seeing Fang Mo, Hayakawa Aki simply greeted him, "Have you had breakfast?"
"I ate two blessings, delicious!"
Fang Mo said directly.
"Huh?" Hayakawa Aki was stunned after hearing this, "What are you up to so early in the morning? Wait... who is this behind you?"
"The former President of the United States, and the current contracted singer of the White House... Obama."
Fang Mo introduced, "His agent, Coffee Table-kun Meng Er, helped him release a few works on Bilibili. His hit work is 'Yellow Race', among others. Just listen to it, and you'll know. He's a very good singer, you might even become his fan."
"..."
After a long silence, Hayakawa Aki couldn't help but ask, "So... is he your kind? A Devil too?"
"Yes."
Fang Mo directly nodded and said, "He is the good brother of the Happy Devil Fang Mo, the Tax Evasion Devil Obama."
"Maybe you should just feed me two ibuprofen pills."
Hayakawa Aki said, "I don't want to start the morning with a headache."
"Ah, don't be so narrow-minded."
After listening to the conversation between the two, Nyarlathotep smiled amiably and said, "What I said just now was just a joke, but I really do want to run for president of the USA, so... how about you just call me Congressman Nyarla? How about it?"
"Uh... Hello, Congressman Nyarla."
Hayakawa Aki initially greeted the other person subconsciously, then turned her attention back to Fang Mo: "So what's the deal with suddenly bringing someone over? Has Miss Makima approved of this? The mission we're currently on is very secretive..."
"Secretive my foot."
Fang Mo directly waved his hand in rebuttal: "You're not treating this mission like some sort of stealth game, are you? The essence of this mission is to unleash havoc, brother. Even Quanxi and Santa Claus have joined. What secret intelligence are you talking about? We've already started parading in the streets, okay? If you really want to keep a secret, then just kill all the enemies. Once the enemies are dead, no one will know anything about this."
"So, he's the help you brought?"
Hayakawa Aki asked.
"Uh... You could think of it that way," Fang Mo thought for a moment and said: "Anyway, today is probably the day of the decisive battle. Brace yourself."
"I got it."
Hayakawa Aki nodded, then continued to make breakfast, which was quickly prepared as it was just fried eggs, ham, and slices of bread.
Before long, Denji and Power finished washing up, yawning as they walked out of the bathroom, and Denji's eyes lit up upon seeing Fang Mo: "Ah, Brother Fang Mo is here!"
"Morning, Denji."
Fang Mo greeted with a smile: "Hurry up and eat. We still need to go out for a walk after breakfast."
"My feet were sore from walking yesterday," Denji said while taking a bite of a sandwich: "But to be able to travel with Miss Makima, it's worth enduring, hmm... Aren't you eating with us, Brother Fang Mo?"
"Oh, I'll pass."
Fang Mo waved his hand, "I had a four-pound tomahawk steak this morning, which was incredibly fragrant. I can't eat any bread now."
"Damn, I want to eat a tomahawk steak too," Denji couldn't help but blurt out, immediately putting down the sandwich in his hand and saying with sparkling eyes, "Bro, do you have any offcuts left? Please bring them to me, I really want to eat meat right now."
"Just eat your sandwich properly."
Hearing this, Hayakawa Aki immediately frowned and stuffed the sandwich into Denji's mouth, saying, "Today's tasks are very heavy. Finish your breakfast quickly and get to work. No fooling around."
"Ugh..."
With a big bite of the sandwich stuffed in, Denji choked and rolled his eyes.
Fang Mo, however, ignored the playful fight between Denji and Hayakawa Aki, instead giving instructions to the other members of the Fourth Special Division, like Reze, the Shark Devil, and of course, Kusakabe and Tamaoki, briefly outlining the day's itinerary. After all, they might head to hell today, aiming to avoid any reduction in their numbers.
As for Nyarlathotep,
He was always observing the people around him.
His gaze moved from the Shark Devil to the Angel Devil and finally to Hayakawa Aki, a human, his eyes flickering as if studying something.
After everyone had breakfast, the group quickly got ready to move. After all, they knew something big was going to happen today. So, aside from the carefree Denji and Power, the expressions on the faces of both the members of the Fourth Special Division and the guards were a bit solemn.
However, just as the group was about to set off, Fang Mo's phone rang, unfortunately.
Fang Mo took out his phone and saw an unfamiliar number. Curious, he flipped open the phone and pressed the answer button, only to hear a voice from the shore.
"I have found the Sex Devil."