As the world's oldest great power, Z country possesses deep historical heritage.
The broad-scale barrier set up by the S-tier "Dìxiān" possesses the power to withstand any strategic-level attacks from outsiders.
Encompassing all, guarding the ages, it can be called the "Great Wall" of the sequential game world, allowing Z country to remain at the pinnacle of the world.
However, over a hundred years ago, "Dìxiān" suddenly withdrew and no longer interfered in Z country's affairs, so the broad-scale barrier often requires maintenance by cultivators.
Now, the witch from Perpetual Night's Lament is stirring up the stars in the outer space for some purpose...
After completing the inspection of the barrier formation in the north district of A city, Qingxian's work temporarily came to an end, and now it's time for her afternoon rest.
"At this node of the formation, make sure you guard it well."
With a cold gaze, Qingxian gave orders to the members of the Seventeenth Bureau stationed here, then perceived the direction of A city center and dispersed into wisps of spiritual energy.
"Yes."
The Seventeenth Bureau's action team that received the command saluted respectfully.
Then, they set up a defensive line and continued their patrols...
"Do you think Z country has a special administrative organization to deal with abnormal disasters?"
"If there is one, it's not something we should concern ourselves with. Don't overthink it."
"By the way, did you check the forecast for the meteor shower? I heard it's going to be massive. I really want to take a leave and witness it at the observatory..."
"It doesn't matter, I won't approve your leave."
"Seriously, why so strict?"
Meanwhile, in the Security Bureau of the north district of A city, in a hidden area of a research institute, a police officer and their superior were engaged in casual conversation.
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During lunchtime, in a hotel room in A city, only a few rays of sunlight peeked through the slightly opened curtains, and a LCD TV was playing online videos.
Fujitani Nisuke poured hot water into the paper container of braised beef noodles from a water bottle, covered it, and took a sip of wolfberry tea.
"The astronomical telescope has captured the trajectory of the meteor shower and is expected to..."
The news from last night was just broadcast.
After placing the cup on the coffee table, Fujitani Nisuke turned his head to look at the gap in the curtains where the sunlight came in.
"The scale is said to be the largest in a century, for all astronomy enthusiasts..."
After a while.
"What's Perpetual Night's Lament up to..."
He sighed and shifted his gaze away, "Even if that woman is an insider in A city, she can't cause any destruction, right?"
Is this plan not aimed at causing destruction? What is the real purpose?
Next, staring at the braised beef noodles in front of him, Fujitani Nisuke inadvertently lost himself in thought, with only the sound of the news lingering in his ears.
He recalled his memories as a Masked Rider in the past, a stubborn Masked Rider with nothing but justice.
Japan was the place protected by Masked Riders, but Z country should also be a place protected by Masked Riders, and justice doesn't need borders to define...
Although he had been acting like a slacker, that's right...
But...
Unintentionally glancing at the ability interface of the A-class "Masked Rider," he noticed that the "justice value" there was quietly and slightly increasing...
Let's consider it as accumulating cards for crucial moments—Fujitani Nisuke didn't mind intervening when it mattered.
"...The great meteor shower, both a magnificent view and a crisis—"
As he mumbled to himself, the braised beef noodles were almost ready...
"...Forgot to put the seasoning pack in..."
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In the southern district of A city, a Western-style church, the large bell rang with a deep sound.
White doves fluttered and flew low on the square, with tourists feeding them bread crumbs.
In a corner of the blue sky and clear wind square, in a secluded building in the deep alley, a certain female college student was squatting quietly, and in front of her was a white dove that had been tied up.
"Good birdie~ Lian Sister has bread crumbs here~ Come and eat~"
The woman with purple eyes was passing the time.
However, the captive dove obviously couldn't understand her words and was at a loss, hesitating whether to eat the breadcrumbs in front of it or not.
In the past, Lian was either searching for "Shadows" or on her way to find them, making relentless efforts to obtain a partner...
But now...
"For the plan of Perpetual Night's Lament, I gave up on being concerned about arranged marriages and have to stay here until the operation is completed..."
"Hehe..." Lian let go of the dove, and a dangerous glint flashed in her purple eyes, "You know, white-feathered bird?"
Coos, coos, the white dove turned its head away, not understanding the situation.
"Of course, you don't understand..." Lian suddenly lowered her voice, her tone becoming dark, "For the sake of this matter, don't tell anyone of your kind, alright?"
After being released, the white dove flapped its wings vigorously, flying out of the deep alley and returning to the square in the sunlight, joining the other white doves.
Looking back at the deep alley...
In its pupils, it reflected Lian squatting there, a stunningly beautiful woman with a smile on her face.
"Don't tell anyone, okay?" she said with a playful smile.
Suddenly, the wind picked up, and green leaves swayed, brushing against the clothes of the tourists...
With the long-handled giant amethyst sickle cutting through space, the white dove seemed to have seen something terrifying, abandoning its companions, and flew away in a panic.
Have you heard such a legend?
It is rumored that several decades ago in Europe, a fallen angel swung the sickle of Ameshyst to divide dusk into two halves, keeping one half for herself and giving the other half to destruction.
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"Heh, heh, heh~?"
In the office of the Psychological Rehabilitation Department, Luorou faced the floor-to-ceiling window, swinging her white-socked feet, leisurely savoring her lunch.
With the warm sunlight streaming into the office, fresh air flowed in, mixed with a faint fragrance of green plants, bathing the girl in a cozy afternoon.
Luorou used to spend her lunchtime alone in the Psychological Rehabilitation Department.
Perhaps it had become her habit, as she enjoyed eating in the office so comfortably.
Alister had already finished lunch in the staff cafeteria. The food in the Hishi Group was indeed luxurious, with most ingredients being high-quality.
Observing Luorou's back, Alister flipped the sign from "Working" to "Resting" and walked over to her side, overlooking the clear view of A city.
This was the 21st floor of the main building.
No matter which angle he looked from, he could see the city and the sea, with distant rivers shimmering.
"How about it?" Luorou's smiley eyes turned to him, "Isn't the view from the Psychological Rehabilitation Department beautiful?"
Her lunch was delicate, seemingly specially prepared with various patterns cut from the ingredients, exuding a childlike charm.
The only drawback was that Luorou's taste seemed to be just like that of a child—almost all meat and very few vegetables.
"A healthy view, paired with a healthy meal, perhaps this is the perfect combination for work and leisure." Alister suggested politely.
However, Luorou hummed disapprovingly, picked up a slice of lunch meat, and fed it to Alister.
"What's so delicious about vegetables? Here, try what I made. Maybe you won't want to eat vegetables anymore?"
Her hands were delicate, perfectly maintaining the feeding posture, waiting for Alister's response.
Alister saw a white dove flying in the far distance on the horizon and then suddenly heard a knock on the office door.
Luorou went "huh" and stopped the feeding action.
Outside the office, Yumikou was standing with her lips pursed, feeling a bit uneasy.