I see.
The S-class espers on the scene suddenly understood.
This was no longer just Sakura Island's issue, but all of humanity's issue.
Since it concerned all humanity, it was only natural for other countries to come and help.
The shrine maiden had her hands folded elegantly on the table: "What's the plan going forward? You didn't just come to announce this good news, right?"
The higher-ups of the Monster Cleanup Group applauded: "As expected of the shrine maiden, all-knowing and omnipotent."
"With the five great countries coming to help, we should also fulfill our duties as hosts."
The words were subtle, but the people present were all from Sakura Island, and understood the meaning aside from Airplane Head.
They wanted them to entertain and keep close tabs on people from the other countries under the guise of hospitality, and gather intelligence.
According to intelligence from a while back, the five great countries had been in frequent contact recently.
The man in the suit agreed right away: "I understand."
In his opinion, intelligence gathering, which required high IQ, had no better candidate than him.
With him taking the lead, the others present also agreed one after another.
Airplane Head was still confused, looking left and right but no one explained anything to him.
"Since no one has any objections, let's assign personnel."
The higher-ups of the Monster Cleanup Group finished distributing personnel, and bowed solemnly before dismissing the meeting.
"We'll be counting on you, Sakura Island's future is in your hands."
...
Having made arrangements for the five countries to work together, Yu Anhe was in a great mood, even humming a tune and bobbing his head.
Just thinking about the expression of the head of the Bitfort Supernatural Ability Association eating shit made him extra happy.
Hmph, little bastard!
Still wants to fight me!
Isn't Dragon Country unable to free up hands to host the meeting due to the impact of the Shen City incident?
Have you dealt with the cults and terrorist organizations in Bitfort?
Always staring at Dragon Country, can't even sweep your own home clean, only concerned about others.
"You blind bastard!"
Seeing Hong Feiheng casually walking past at a corner in the stairs, Yu Anhe called out to him.
Hong Feiheng guiltily rubbed his nose: "Uncle Yu, I really didn't see you."
Hmph!
Yu Anhe sneered inwardly.
Now you know to call me Uncle? Where were you earlier?
Isn't it just another loss against the Ninth Seat?
Ninth Seat could stand firm, he's naturally not someone a novice S-class esper like Hong Feiheng could compare with.
Yet he always insists on soloing the strong.
Last time it was with Qi Yunzheng, this time Bai Li, no way he wasn't going to lose.
"Go, go, go! Hong Feiheng, who are you fooling?"
As one of the outstanding members among the first batch of Pillars, Yu Anhe was extremely satisfied with Hong Feiheng's rapid growth.
But ever since he advanced to an S-class esper, he had become somewhat cocky.
Not looking up to this teammate one moment, disdaining that leader the next.
Yu Anhe originally thought it was just the hot blood and instability of youth, normal.
After tempering for a few years, his mentality would stabilize, and he would become a pillar of the nation in the future.
But the problem is there's always a basis for comparison.
Now when Yu Anhe looked at Hong Feiheng, it was with extreme disappointment.
Hong Feiheng admitted his voice had been a bit loud that day, and attempted to play dead: "I wouldn't dare."
The Director-General had witnessed his entire growth process, and Hong Feiheng saw him as both master and father.
Yu Anhe let out a breath, looked around to confirm no one else was present, before grabbing Hong Feiheng by the ear for a lesson.
"I'm warning you, be obedient on Sakura Island this time, don't cause any trouble."
"I understand."
Hong Feiheng unwillingly agreed, then stubbornly said: "If that outsider operates wrongly, I won't listen to him."
When Yu Anhe heard this he laughed: "It would be good fortune if you had half his brains, I don't dare expect you to surpass him."
"Let's go, don't keep people waiting."
The elder's authority prevented Hong Feiheng from rebuking, especially since he had just embarrassed himself not long ago.
The two arrived at the helicopter, the standby squad, research team, and logistics units were already in position.
As expected, Yu Anhe immediately found Qi Yuan amidst the central crowd, and Bai Li in a corner.
The position Qi Yuan sat in was not right in the middle, just surrounded by a circle of people.
On paper Bai Li was the person-in-charge for this operation, but Qi Yuan was the one actually in charge.
Once Qi Yuan determined that they could no longer continue, the entire team had to evacuate from Sakura Island immediately.
As for Hong Feiheng, he was only there so that Yu Anhe could make Dark Nine Seats appear more convincing, just for show.
Dark Nine Seats couldn't be just Qi Yuan forever, it was time to leak some information and shift attention.
After all, red hair is so recognizable!
Before leaving, Yu Anhe instructed the team:
"Sakura Island will likely claim that their strongest esper is injured, to avoid our request for him to fight alongside us."
"We don't need to care too much, just focus on cooperating with the other four countries."
The helicopter ascended into the air, carrying the dozens-strong team away from Dragon Country towards Sakura Island.
Being high in the sky didn't mean safety, the standby squad took turns being vigilant.
In the long flight taking over ten hours, Qi Yuan took out a book to pass the time reading.
Suddenly, a voice sounded out in the narrow interior of the helicopter.
"Brother Qi, long time no see, I'm Qiao Bai, do you still remember me?"
Qi Yuan looked towards the voice, recognizing the person at a glance.
There was only one reason he'd recognize this person. His younger brother had caused trouble over love for a few months, making Qi Yuan unlikely to forget him.
Wasn't this the older brother of the chubby little fatty who lost in love together with his younger brother?
If his ability memory served correctly, his ability was language interpretation. Back then, he had also explained the Ghost Market's rules.
Why was he here now?
"Long time no see."
Hong Feiheng was a little awkward, but recalled Yu Anhe's exhortation and still explained to Qi Yuan.
"He seems to frequently run into accidents, but every time coincidentally there would be powerful espers passing by to save him. He's got some fame among us S-class espers."
Not only the others, just seeing Qiao Bai made Hong Feiheng recall that he had probably saved this guy consecutively two or three times.
"Ah!"
Qiao Bai patted his forehead, recalling that Brother Qi completely had no idea about his accident-prone physique.
Brother Qi wasn't like Brother Bai Li who had saved him many times over, and knew well that he would run into incidents whenever he went out.
But how could he explain this? He somehow felt awkward openly admitting to his accident-prone physique, like that meant he lost.
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
