My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 65 - 054 Recording (Thanks to "Sleeping and Writing True Monarch" for the alliance leader’s reward)
Chapter 65: Chapter 054 Recording (Thanks to "Sleeping and Writing True Monarch" for the alliance leader’s reward)
[Blue Arc: Do you know someone from the "White Crow Travel Brigade"?]
Hearing the text message alert, Ji Minghuan reached out for the remote control lying on the tatami.
While turning on the TV with the remote, he extended a restraint belt from his fingertips. The black belt, like a little snake, gripped the phone with its mouth, typing a reply to Gu Qiye’s message.
[Black Cocoon: No, I don’t know them, but I know quite a bit about some of them. If you need my help, I might consider revealing this information to you.]
Ji Minghuan tugged at his collar and moved the upright fan from the corner of the room using the restraint belt. Pressing the switch, the fan’s blades slowly turned, blowing on his flushed cheek.
He popped a piece of gum into his mouth and looked at the TV screen.
The children’s animation channel was playing "Black Cat Sheriff," with gunshots cracking continuously. He watched intently for a moment, then switched to Li Jing News Station with the remote.
At this moment, the host was barely able to contain his excitement, announcing the news that "Blue Arc simultaneously captured the international thieves ’Da Zhonghou’ and ’Flying Ant’.
The live footage showed Gu Qiye, dressed in a blue battle suit and wearing a metal helmet, being interviewed by reporters.
He took the microphone, made a few perfunctory remarks, waved to the camera, then transformed into a deep blue electric light and sped away. Amidst the roar, the filming lens flickered with black and white snowflake specks, returning to normal after two or three seconds.
This was a sudden event that happened only this morning, and the station’s reporter definitely wouldn’t have had time to write the script in advance, so her speech was all impromptu.
Her words were full of anticipation, aiming to use language that evoked a sense of collective pride in the listeners: emphasizing how this couple of thieves had previously stolen important artifacts from various museums globally and had a notorious reputation internationally. Blue Arc representing China in jailing them was, in a sense, glory for the nation. It’s hoped that in subsequent interrogations, the police would uncover the whereabouts of those lost artifacts.
"Ding," came the sound of another message from Gu Qiye.
[Blue Arc: I hope you’re not just bluffing.]
Ji Minghuan leaned against the bed, closed his eyes, and let the fan blow on him. He didn’t even bother looking at the message, using the restraint belt’s sensing ability to read the content.
Then he let it type a reply.
[Black Cocoon: You’re about to head to Tokyo to work as an auction bodyguard, right?]
[Blue Arc: I wonder if you put a listening device in me, next time I should thoroughly check my body.]
[Black Cocoon: I don’t just know your matters, there’s no need to worry about it. Oh, by the way, I’m heading to Japan soon, you can contact me if needed.]
[Blue Arc: You’re going to Japan too?]
[Black Cocoon: Of course, and I’m not the only one going...]
Ji Minghuan thinking while chewing the gum: "Haha, all my friends are going to Tokyo; if I don’t go, it’d be as if I’m an orphan. Oh... I am an orphan."
"But... the current problem is how do I get this trench coat and mask through airport security?"
He glanced at the swallowtail coat on the floor, "Forget it, taking it might pose too much risk of exposure. I’ll just use the restraint belt to wrap myself up instead, making it a new ’Black Cocoon 2.0’ debut attire."
[Blue Arc: Talk later, I need to report to the association first.]
Ji Minghuan blocked his phone number, then pulled up the character panel, focusing on distributing the attribute points he just earned from the main quest.
[Character One, "Black Cocoon," underwent a change in "Speed": B-level → B+ Level]
[Current attributes of "Black Cocoon": Strength: B-level; Speed: B+ Level; Spirit: C-level]
He then pulled up the "Skill Tree Panel," glancing at Black Cocoon’s skills development progress.
[Branch One (Hidden): Restraint Sensing (Learned) → Restraint Truth (Learned) → Restraint Belt Color Change (Learned) → Restraint Trap (Pending Learning) → Unknown →...]
[Branch Two (Frenzy): Restraint Extension (Pending Learning) → Unknown →...]
[Branch Three (Li): Restraint Detection (Learned) → Restraint Suppression (Learned) → Superpower Stealing (Learned) → Capacity Enhancement (Pending Learning) → Unknown...]
"Second branch hasn’t learned a single skill yet, it’s rather pitiful." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Ji Minghuan without hesitation pressed long on the skill icon "Restraint Extension."
The skill text turned from dim to bright, then blossomed with a hellish hue.
[Consumed "1" skill point, successfully learned skill of "Frenzy" branch - "Restraint Extension." (Extends your restraint belt maximum range from 8 meters to 15 meters)]
[Next skill in "Frenzy" branch: "Restraint Blade" is open for learning.]
"Actually, this skill doesn’t really improve much for me, an eight-meter range is enough, but this branch sitting here is quite amusing."
Ji Minghuan thought while bowing down, retrieving a cardboard box from the bottom of the closet, and taking out a ballpoint pen from it.
Back when Ji Minghuan wore the Black Cocoon mask and met privately with Gu Qiye in a secluded lane near Li Jing Square, he held this very ballpoint pen and a newspaper issued five years ago.
At that time, Ji Minghuan used this ballpoint pen to scribble on the newspaper, thereby diverting the other’s attention. Gu Qiye focused all his attention on the newspaper’s content, ignoring the peculiarity of this pen:
It wasn’t just a regular ballpoint pen, but a recording pen.
Ji Minghuan unemotionally picked up the recording pen and casually pressed the button.
As the "beep beep..." sound ended, a dialogue audio began to play in the room slowly.
"Mr. Gu Qiye, you were only thirteen when the incident happened... Since that day you have resented those ’Mutants’ who acted in the name of justice but abused their power... You want to gain enough renown within the Mutants Association, be recommended by the top brass through your unparalleled performance, enter the United Nations Organization ’Rainbow Wings’ and find the Mutant who crushed your mother like an ant."
"How did you know my identity?"
The recording stopped here. At the last sentence, Blue Arc’s tone was still mingled with disbelief, and this line was tantamount to admitting he was Gu Qiye.
Ji Minghuan had his reasons for keeping such a recording.
He adjusted the volume to the lowest, replaying the recording repeatedly, contemplating in his heart.
"If I negotiate with dad without any chips, my first character could either be killed instantly by him or he might tear off my mask and recognize me as his dear son, which would inconvenience my subsequent actions."
"Therefore... I must immediately lay out the card ’Gu Qiye’s identity.’ The question is, how do I let dad calmly listen to the contents of this recording pen?"
"There’s only one answer: I need to find him when he’s not wearing a mask. Currently, it’s not officially known that ’Ghost Bell is Gu Zhuo Case,’ so without donning the combat suit and mask, he can’t act wildly under others’ eyes."
Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan silently put the recording pen back into the box, sealing it, "In Li Jing, dad’s whereabouts are uncertain; tracking or finding him is difficult, but after our family arrives in Japan, in a foreign country, his actions will become much more constrained. This way, I’m more likely to find a good opportunity for negotiation."
"Oh right," he suddenly scratched his head, "almost forgot to send a text message to dad."
Ji Minghuan used the restraint belt to pick up the phone on the bed and opened WeChat to message Gu Zhuo Case.
[Gu Wenyu: Bro says the flight ticket is at 9 pm tonight, going to Japan.]
[Gu Zhuo Case: Alright, I’m out buying groceries, will be home soon.]
"I thought he went out in his battle gear to do mischief, turns out he went shopping for groceries..." Ji Minghuan looked, "speaking of which, dad’s Ghost Bell uniform, how will it pass security later, this old guy should teach me some crime skills when he gets a chance."
