Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 351 - 264: Chief Designer: Lucky Cat Form!

The broadcast announcent rang out:

"The ’Demon’ has successfully dismantled the ’Poison Gas Bomb,’ rewarding 100 points."

"Current score: two hundred and seven points."

"Objective achieved, trial ended."

Fushimi Roku looked up, glancing toward the source of the sound, instinctively exclaiming, "Eh? Is it over already?"

The system settlent page popped up in front of him; this ti he harvested a large batch of attribute and skill points, and also acquired so useless junk skills... After all, they were a bunch of scumbags, couldn’t expect everyone to be well-versed in certain affairs.

...

anwhile, inside the Seven Sins Temple.

After a round of discussion, the hall returned to dead silence. No one spoke, each person ntally calculated a simple addition and subtraction.

207-100=107

The trial lasted a total of 47 minutes and 53 seconds, rounded up to 48 minutes.

Killing 107 people in forty-eight minutes, averaging two to three people per minute, slicing through them as efficiently as cutting lons... Is this still human?

Moreover, sharp-eyed participants could see that as the ’Demon’ killed more, his speed and strength doubled, as if he never tired, getting faster as he killed more.

...

Moriyama Yasurou was completely numb.

She turned to look at A Seven, inquiring, "Was this within your expectation?"

"Uh... This... this..." A Seven wore a Yaksha mask, obscuring his expression, but he must feel quite embarrassed.

"Having high intelligence seems useless," Moriyama Yasurou continued, "Even without poison gas, I think he’d reach 159 points, right?"

A Seven didn’t answer, essentially admitting.

After all, from the start, the trial rules stated ’no field limitations’; with 9527’s skills, he could easily pick locks and open doors, then go downstairs for a massacre.

To regain the lead, A Seven feigned deep thought, saying, "Don’t rush, the show’s just beginning."

As the broadcast echo lingered, the do of the Seven Sins Temple suddenly resounded with the roar of gears shing.

Moriyama Yasurou looked up; the chandelier shook violently, and dark red curtains fell from the beams, enclosing the Seven Sins Temple. A few light columns lit up, rotating back and forth, making the entire hall appear like a circus.

An upbeat BGM played, and A Seven excitedly stood up, starting to clap early. He lowered his head to Moriyama Yasurou, saying, "It’s the chief designer—the chief designer is coming!"

As soon as the words fell, the surveillance footage on the giant electronic screen flickered out, followed by a red and white Lucky Cat appearing on the screen.

It was in 2D animation style, looking innocently charming.

In the puzzled gazes of the crowd, the Lucky Cat conjured a table out of thin air, formally sat before the cara, tapped the 2D stylized microphone, softly saying:

"Moshi Moshi... Testing, testing... Can you hear ?"

Unexpectedly, it was a female voice, untreated by a voice changer, sounding rather mature.

"Good, seems the microphone is fine," the Lucky Cat produced a stack of speech notes from sowhere, tapping it on the table with its paws, tidying it up before saying, "Welco everyone to the ’Cat Island Trial Field’... That’s right, this is Cat Island, I’ve just renad it. The Om Truth Divine Kingdom thing was too la."

"As all have seen, Master Asahara is already dead. He could have won the trial through his wisdom and courage, but unfortunately, he succumbed to his fear, lost his judgnt, and ultimately died in the trial—absolute fairness and justice, no exemption for Thirteen Steps, no ergency halt rule."

"Staking one’s life is the basic respect for the Cat Island Trial Field. Gathered participants, I believe you are dragons among n, keen on constantly surpassing yourselves, challenging formidable foes, betting everything in life for the hope of victory—this is also the purpose of the trial field."

"Only through repeated trials can one’s body surpass its limits, the mind focus on itself, and the soul attain enlightennt..."

"The final summit ascendancy defines the ’new human’."

"Points are just a trial gift, akin to wealth being a token of success. I hope everyone strives to improve, enjoys the fun of trial gas, imrses in the pleasure of surpassing oneself and enemies, becoming a new human free of lowly interests."

"Adhering to fairness and justice, you may challenge the designer—naly , and my colleagues—at any ti in trial matches."

"Indeed, I’ve added the PVP chanism, more entertaining than the traditional PVE; only by battling others can you find true joy."

"Considering so participants are unaccustod to high-pressure environnts, we’ve discussed and unanimously decided to open point trading. Participants can bet against another, with referees dispatched by us to ensure wagers are set willingly on both sides, with the winner collecting the stakes and the bet carried out smoothly without third-party interference."

"If soone willingly descends into remnants of the old era, we won’t stop you. Just accumulate enough points in the trial, you can exchange for a ticket to leave... However, from my perspective, a cowardly dog that loses its fighting spirit only becos fodder for the awakening of the strong."

"Lastly, a side note, we’re currently recruiting."

"If any like-minded friends are interested, you can apply for positions; the basic requirent is having more than 200 points. We only want elites and will assign different jobs according to each person’s needs, offering favorable benefits and treatnt. If you have failed investnts, are deeply in debt, cornered with no way out, feel free to give it a try."

"Alright, let’s cut the chit-chat, I’m already impatient."

The Lucky Cat on the screen rubbed its paws, its tone becoming exceptionally excited, voice increasingly low, "Ladies and gentlen, prepare to begin!"

All television screens simultaneously lit up, the image of the Lucky Cat appearing before everyone, holding up placards with different numbers, marked with trial nas, required participant numbers, trial field locations, and victory point totals.

Yet, everyone looked at each other, and no one took the initiative to participate in the trial.

With a monster like 9527 ahead, even the bravest challengers would have their spirits dampened.

"No one participating?" The Lucky Cat looked down at the crowd from the giant screen, "In that case, I’ll give you all a little motivation!"

The spotlight on the temple’s do suddenly settled, then quickly moved to focus on the center of the participants. Everyone looked up to see a young man wearing a Yaksha mask, standing proudly, elegantly postured, his tailored suit reflecting cold light.

"This is the seventh-ranked designer, Yakou Shichi!"

The Lucky Cat urged in its tone, "Simply defeating him in a trial or bet can earn an extra 200 points!"

"How about it? The requirent isn’t high, right? He’s just an ordinary person, ranked lowest among designers; you may not even need to partake in trials, just winning a bet against him can earn you 200 points!"

"Now, most people’s points are zero; possessing high point totals ans seizing control of most people’s lives... If you don’t eat others, you’ll be devoured yourself."

At this mont, Yakou Shichi raised his arm, loudly announcing that soone had already placed a bet against him, and others wanting to challenge would need to wait for their betting duel to conclude.

"Oh? Which brave and lucky soul has already seized the opportunity..." The Lucky Cat’s face showed a curious, human-like expression.

Moriyama Yasurou silently covered her face, bent down to sneak away, unexpectedly grabbed by A Seven, four or five spotlights beaming onto her, blinding her, forcing her eyes shut.

"Betting—"

"Begin!"