Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 449 - 449 11 There is No Road in Front of the Mountain Part 2

449: Chapter 11 There is No Road in Front of the Mountain (Part 2) 449: Chapter 11 There is No Road in Front of the Mountain (Part 2) “Grand Slam!!” proclaimed the loudspeaker beside the slot machine, its exaggerated shout surprisingly charming, the image of a scantily clad Oiran dancing a striptease on top of the machine, “Thirteen thousand points!!”

On the slot machine’s LCD screen in front, rapidly changing fonts had come to a halt.

From left to right they read: [Grand] [Sumo] [Wrestler], a combination almost as good as [Grand] [Gold] [Star].

A large amount of tokens were mechanically spat out, clinking against each other in a pleasant jingle.

Rina excitedly punched the air: “Yes!!”

“You know, you’re a high school girl, yet here you are playing with a gambling machine,” said Shiyu Ling, her eyes slanting.

“If it’s a sure win, it’s not gambling,” Rina replied with a grin, sweeping the tokens into a box, “Besides, I haven’t used any ‘skills’; it’s all in the eyes~~”

The sizable batch of tokens Rina had won drew envious remarks from the young onlookers, making the noisy arcade even more chaotic.

This place, known as “Token Heaven” in the handbag district, was the nation’s largest arcade, dubbed a museum of gaming machines.

After spending half a day shopping in the commercial district, the group of high school girls had chosen this spot for their afternoon destination.

Accompanying her were Qiluo and Sakura Dance, as well as Shiyu siblings and Kardesia whom they bumped into halfway.

Now, Qiluo and Kardesia were together challenging the dance machine’s co-op records, while Shiyu Lianyi and Sakura Dance were chatting in the resting area.

Having counted her tokens, Rina held up one towards Shiyu Ling.

“Wanna give it a try, Miss Shiyu?” Rina squinted, “Just like me, without using ‘skills.'”

“Hah, I’m really underestimated, aren’t I?” Shiyu Ling grabbed the token, stuffing it into the slot machine, “Watch closely, country bumpkin, and let big sister show you what a real skill gap looks like!”

·

Fifteen minutes later.

The rapidly spinning texts and patterns eventually stopped, showing from left to right: little seal, little judge, and [Wrestler].

A disappointed cry echoed from the electronic Oiran on top of the machine, and Shiyu Ling angrily raised her hand.

“One more token!”

“No~way~,” Rina lifted the box over her head, “Admit it, without skills, you’re just throwing money away.

Instead of wasting money, why not practice some karate?”

“Laughable, why would a Creator Realm Mage like me practice fighting?” scoffed Shiyu Ling, “What’s the use of karate to me?”

“Maybe another thing to feel superior about in front of Little Ce?”

“…” The Hunter fell eerily silent.

“Hey, you’re actually taking it seriously?!”

“You do occasionally make some sense, kid.”

Ah, she’s really regressed after entering the Creation Realm.

Such inexplicable persistence could just about match an old man’s, true to someone of Brahma’s Creation Realm.

“Using that ‘kid’ all the time will make you sound old,” Rina ducked to avoid Shiyu Ling’s claw, “By the way, where are you headed next?”

“Thought about it and decided to head to the United States first, the Empire can wait for a trip with Mr.

Gongsun.

What about you?”

“I’m just heading home to continue school and work.”

Shiyu Ling frowned at her.

“Are you really content staying in that backwater place?

With the Direct Gods gone from this world, what’s the need for you Witch Goddesses to keep at it?”

“The ordinary hidden gods are still around.

Besides, Huangquan Shrine might be small, but it’s cozier than living in Weiyuan City,” Rina said leisurely, “People should choose the life that suits them best~”

The little witch took out her phone and casually opened a chat group to check the logs.

Messages from a gray-haired, bespectacled guy immediately popped up, the speed of his spammed messages startling her.

[I’m at Token Heaven.

Anyone nearby?]

[Please, can someone come help me out?]

[Help!

I don’t want to continue anymore!]

[Please stop playing and check the group!]

[Help!]

…What trouble has Little Ce gotten into now.

“I’m convinced, let’s go see what mess our junior has gotten into.”

“It’s definitely a woman,” stated Shiyu Ling with utmost certainty, “He wouldn’t ask for help in the group if it were just about being heroic.”

I think so too.

·

Finding the junior didn’t take much effort.

Wherever he was, there was always a crowd.

Rina scanned the busiest part of the area and spotted the noticeable gray hair.

The little witch didn’t rush to speak; instead, she blended into the crowd to observe.

(This is… offline battle?)

Judging from the joystick Gongsun Ce held and the incessant hammering of buttons, he was playing one of the most common fighting games in the arcade.

His opponent appeared to be the girl seated next to him.

On the game screen, the character, a muscular man with dual swords, moved swiftly to control the distance between them, while another character dressed as an Onmyoji stood stationary like a disconnected gamer.

“I’m going in!” declared Gongsun Ce deliberately.

Under his control, the dual-sword wielder drew his blades, unleashing a practical but unimpressive combo that began with a rapid rush and ended with a simultaneous dual slash.

The Onmyoji let out an exaggerated cry of agony, emptying his health bar in a K.O.

screen.

The expressionless girl released the joystick.

“Good, lose one more game.”

“Stop, this is no duel at all!” Gongsun Ce screamed, “Just attacking an undefended opponent in a fighting game is also an unpleasant act!

It makes it look like I’m bullying, but in reality, it’s Mr.

Gongsun who’s being bullied!!”

The onlooking fighting game players nodded unanimously, their understanding from strangers making the gray-haired youth appear even more heartbroken.

Qin Qianbai gave a thumbs-up: “So it’s throwing the game.”

“Stop throwing it, miss…

Honestly, if you’re upset, let’s beat him up together, it’s better than torturing me…”