Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 703 - 701: Heroes and Nobles, Are They Born?

September 21, Thursday.

The lights at Tokyo Port remained bright in the pre-dawn hours.

Tokyo Port, located in Tokyo Bay, is a crucial logistics hub for not only Tokyo but the entire Japan, designated as an international strategic port by Japan's Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism.

The volume of cargo loaded and unloaded here daily is considerable, with different port workers on duty both day and night.

"Sleepless City" is an apt description for Tokyo Port.

No. 36 Pier, the wind was slightly cool at around three in the morning.

Naoto Yamamoto stood at the pier's edge, the cargo ship that had just docked here had already departed.

The next ship arriving is his target for this mission.

A ship full of arms.

Naoto Yamamoto thought that after tonight, he might be promoted to Army General or Cabinet Minister, and couldn't suppress a surge of intense excitement within him.

"Nobility and royalty, are they born to it?"

Naoto Yamamoto might not be highly educated, but while washing dishes in Ikebukuro, he accidentally overheard a nearby Chinese person talking, boasting about what he would achieve in the future.

It made him reflect on why he came to Tokyo with dreams.

He set out from an unknown village in Hokkaido, bidding farewell to his parents and childhood sweetheart, to make something of himself in Tokyo—not just washing dishes!

Furious, he quit and turned to a broader world by joining a subsidiary company of the Higashino Group.

Naoto Yamamoto spent ten years, climbing from having nothing to owning a car, a house, and a girlfriend in high school.

Rising to become the third-in-command of the Higashino Group.

Should he be satisfied?

Most people would be.

But Naoto Yamamoto remained unsatisfied with his current position, especially after the world underwent many astonishing changes with the outbreak in the Different World.

The first female Police Director, the first female Prime Minister.

An internet celebrity unexpectedly became a country's Prime Minister, and an unknown homeless person leapt to become Mayor of New York City.

This is an absurd era.

For ordinary people, it's merely about witnessing these events leave a mark in history.

But for an ambitious person like Naoto Yamamoto, these events were far more inspiring than historical figures' experiences.

He believed a golden age for the ambitious was about to begin.

In this era where anything is possible, whoever seizes the opportunity can soar to the top.

If Phoenix Academy Maggie could seize power, could the Higashino Group not?

Could Naoto Yamamoto not?

Perhaps not.

As long as he could secure support from the United States, anything was possible.

"Nobility and royalty, are they born to it!"

Naoto Yamamoto stood on the pier, gazing out at the distant night scene, reminiscing the past and dreaming of a beautiful future.

His heart was full of excitement as he scanned the 465 people around him, all key members of the Higashino Group.

They were young, their eyes filled with the unbridled vigor of youth unafraid of challenges.

Naoto Yamamoto liked young people.

They enabled him to do the biggest things with the smallest cost, unlike those seasoned veterans where convincing them to exert effort was truly taxing and not guaranteed to be done earnestly.

"Manager, look, the cargo ship is here."

Hearing the reminder from his subordinate, Naoto Yamamoto turned forward, watching a cargo ship approaching that looked no different from any ordinary cargo vessel.

Naoto Yamamoto took a deep breath, controlling his excitement, and said gravely, "Tell the brothers to stay alert, no one is to drop the ball at this crucial moment!"

"Yes."

Those nearby were equally excited.

This feeling of grasping the world was irresistible to the young people.

...

The cargo ship approached the dock, as Saffit emerged from the cabin, the cool breeze brushing against his cheeks. He surveyed the brightly lit port, a group of people stood there, looking towards other dock areas.

"Finally, we have arrived at the destination."

Saffit smiled.

Anyone who frequently transports arms knows that during the transportation process, it is often tedious, dull, with stifling air, and the beautiful scenery always rushes to the eyes upon reaching the destination.

Soon to indulge in the dizzying splendor, more marvelous than any revelry.

Rumbling, a sound came from the sky, as he looked up, seeing four helicopters approaching from afar. Spotlights swept across No. 36 Pier, and someone shouted through a loudspeaker, "SAT team inspection, everyone get on the ground!"

A swarm of red dots followed, like a hive of bees spilling out.

Naoto Yamamoto was shocked; getting caught now would ruin everything.

With gritted teeth, he ordered, "Don't be afraid, open fire!"

As he spoke, reaching to pull someone in as a shield, he was attacked back.

Bam.

Naoto Yamamoto's head exploded, observing the caliber and power of the bullet.

Saffit could discern it was fired from a Barrett M95 sniper rifle.

The opponent's marksmanship was precise indeed.

"Saffit, what should we do?"

"Abandon ship."

Saffit had no intention of resisting the SAT team's enforcement.

He was an arms dealer, not a war fanatic.

The mercenaries were merely hired to protect the cargo ship from pirate hijacks.

Facing a regular army was never in his plans.

"How far do we have to swim?"

The captain complains.

"You can choose not to swim and just let yourself be caught."

Saffit shrugged, took a leap into the water, and made a strange twist with his waist, keeping himself briefly suspended in the air to avoid the skilled sniper.

Splash, he saw a bullet almost scrape past his thigh and land in the water.

If not for his brief suspension, that bullet would have surely torn through his leg.

He plunged into the water without causing any splash and quickly began to swim.

The deep sea muffled the sounds from the shore; even the loud shouts of the police became faint.

Relying on the physical strength gained from a round of trials, Saffit swam underwater for ten minutes.

He slowly emerged above the sea surface.

A bright spotlight shone down from the sky, and several red dots appeared on his face.

"Don't move, Saffit!"

Upon hearing the crisp voice, Saffit raised his hands to show he wouldn't move.

Soon, light footsteps sounded, and a young girl in a t-shirt and loose sweatpants approached, her golden long hair cascading over her shoulders, her flawless porcelain-like face showing no blemishes.

"You've been captured, Saffit."

The girl stepped closer.

At such a short distance, Saffit felt a sudden urge to reach out and seize her, but the look in her eyes dispelled that impulse.

Phoenix Academy Maggie laughed, "Don't you want to make a move?"

"Spare me, you look like a goddess from the trials."

Saffit shrugged, thinking briefly about her age and her meticulous planning even underwater, he realized this was no chance to escape.

Phoenix Academy Maggie chuckled, "You're smart, come up.

If you dare make any moves."

She didn't explain the consequences with words, just subtly twisted her foot, and the floor beneath emitted creaking sounds, leaving a pile of powder as her foot lifted away.

If that foot kicked a person, Saffit could imagine what kind of injury he'd suffer.

He obediently climbed ashore and sighed, "Such a young age yet able to orchestrate a capture like this, truly impressive."

"How do you know I arranged this entire capture operation?"

"Miss, you look like the kind of girl with great wisdom."

Saffit replied with a serious face.

It's never wrong to compliment first, even if you compliment the wrong person.

But based on the outcome, he complimented the right person.

Phoenix Academy Maggie withdrew her gaze, saying, "You've been captured, yet you appear calm."

"Miss, I don't know your identity, but I can foresee the kind of events you'll encounter next."

Saffit smiled faintly.

This capture operation, in his view, felt like waking up from an afternoon nap and heading to a café for tea.

Selling a single gun is a crime.

Selling hundreds of thousands, millions, that's an international arms dealer.

At his level, it's not something that can be toppled easily.

The President of the United States wouldn't want to find his fingerprint on a certain gun.

"I'm not interested in your prophecies."

Phoenix Academy Maggie waved her hand, saying, "Mother wants to see you, get in the car."

"Alright."

Saffit got into a police car.

Phoenix Academy Maggie was about to sit in the passenger seat when the voice of Takahashi Saeko suddenly came through her headphones, "Miss, something's wrong, there's no large quantities of arms on the cargo ship, only a pile of packages matching the cargo ship reports."

Upon receiving this information, Phoenix Academy Maggie's pupils shrank as she looked at Saffit sitting in the car, his face smiling, as if asking if she's now interested in hearing his prophecy.

Phoenix Academy Maggie asked, "Did the captain and crew get caught?"

"They've been caught, but he claims to only have brought over some stowaways, unaware of any arms dealings."

"Capture everyone first and deal with the rest later."

Phoenix Academy Maggie could only issue this order, looking at Saffit inside, sneering, "If Naoto Yamamoto from the Higashino Group knew he was being used as a pawn, he'd be furious enough to choke you all."

"What Higashino Group, I don't know them at all."

Saffit shook his head, genuinely saying, "I was just invited by the Sumiyoshi-kai to discuss some matters here; smuggling in your country shouldn't be considered a heavy crime."

Phoenix Academy Maggie pursed her lips, wondering where the leak came from?

Or perhaps this information itself is a smoke screen released by the other party?

Where exactly is that batch of arms?

A series of doubts flashed through her mind, but her expression hardly changed, she exhaled, "Mr. Saffit, you've indeed taught me a lesson, nothing is certain in this world."

"Apart from death, there's nothing absolute."

Saying this, Saffit suddenly sighed, "No, I should say now, even death seems uncertain.

There might be people in this world who never die."

"But you will die!"

As Phoenix Academy Maggie spoke, she pulled out a pistol, and as she finished speaking, the bullet hit Saffit's thigh.

Bam, the gunshot was slightly delayed, and blood blossomed from the thigh.

Saffit's facial expression twisted instantly, "Ah!"

Phoenix Academy Maggie's expression remained unchanged, "If you don't talk, I'll continue with your other leg until you do."

"Miss, if you'd pulled out the gun earlier, I would have confessed."

Saffit was sweating coldly from the pain, are young people these days so impatient?

Interrogation doesn't follow procedure, they don't even ask before shooting.