"Aizen Sōsuke?"
The Piercing Man frowned, searching his memory. No "Aizen Sōsuke" was famous in Meteor City.
"Boss, never heard of him. A stranger."
"Not from Meteor City. An outsider."
"Boss, his clothes and weapon look expensive."
His lackeys surrounded Aizen subtly.
The scavengers scattered.
"Hehehe! This is District 9! Since you're here, pay your tax!"
Piercing Man grinned, playing with his dagger.
"Tax?"
Aizen Sōsuke (Ryker) asked curiously.
"Air tax, land tax, head tax. Total is..."
Piercing Man started calculating.
Living here cost money every second.
"Sigh. No tax. Call your boss. Tell him the owner of this district has changed."
Aizen Ryker shook his head.
"Death wish! Do you know what you're saying?! Get him..."
Before Piercing Man finished...
A white flash shot from Aizen's finger.
Nen Bullet!
Mimicking Hado #4: Byakurai.
Trash mobs with White/Green traits weren't worth effort.
Ryker glanced at the ragged girl nearby.
Her traits were better than these thugs.
The flash vanished.
Piercing Man had a smoking hole in his forehead.
He fell, still sneering.
The lackeys froze. Three tried to rush him.
Three more white lightning bolts. Three dead bodies.
The remaining two knelt instantly, kowtowing like pounding garlic.
"Forget it. Take me to your District 9 leader. The 'Boss' you mentioned."
Ryker said emotionlessly.
"We... our boss is just a local manager. Not the big boss... Sir..."
One lackey trembled.
"Oh... troublesome. Go anyway. You, want to come?"
Ryker looked at the ragged girl.
Name: Lilian
Traits: [Absolute Loyalty] (Gold), [Indifference] (Purple), [Frail] (Blue).
"I..."
The girl stared at Aizen Ryker. After two seconds, a light appeared in her empty eyes. She nodded heavily.
District 9 Rich Area.
Luxury villa.
A fat man with scars was enjoying himself with women.
BOOM—
The door was kicked open.
The fat man grabbed a woman as a shield and reached for his gun.
Zap—
A white lightning flash.
His arm was severed. He screamed like a pig.
"Two choices. Take me to the Elder of District 9. Or die."
Aizen Ryker walked in through the broken door, looking down like a god.
District 9 Central Zone.
A woman with tattoos and a hot body lay on a bed, playing with a bloody whip. Male slaves knelt nearby.
One slave was already dead, covered in purple holes.
"Lady Erica! Black Street sent an SOS. They are under attack!"
A mafia member reported.
"Black Street rats?"
The woman, Erica, stood up, stepping on a slave. Her tattoos were eerie.
She frowned. Fighting sounds outside stopped quickly.
Two figures entered.
Aizen Ryker and Lilian.
"Hungry? There's bread. Eat."
Ryker patted Lilian's head. She cleaned up a bit at the Fat Pig's place. Pretty girl, just lifeless.
Lilian sat down obediently and ate, ignoring the corpses.
"This is the Boss's..."
A lackey tried to speak. Zap. Dead.
Trash traits. Crushed.
Erica, the Boss Lady, narrowed her eyes. She didn't see the attack clearly.
Silence filled the room.
Finally, Lilian finished the bread.
"Friend. Maybe a misunderstanding. What do you want? Money? Women? Or... me? We can talk."
Erica offered.
Ryker glanced at her.
Name: Erica (District 9 Elder)
Traits: [Manipulation Talent] (Purple), [Transmutation Talent] (Purple), [Cruelty] (Purple), [Venom Spider] (Purple)...
Passable.
"You? Not interested. When do the other District Elders meet? Gather them. Meteor City needs a Master."
Aizen Ryker said flatly.
"The Council of Elders? A Master? Hehe..."
Erica sneered, eyeing Ryker hungrily.
This man was better than her slaves. Enslaving him would be delicious.
"Stay here. You destroyed my Black Street. You can't escape!"
She laughed.
Rustle rustle.
Purple spiders swarmed the room, rushing towards Ryker.
Her ability: remote manipulation via Nen beasts!
"With your IQ, how did you become an Elder?"
Aizen Ryker sighed.
Hum~
Psychokinetic Nen · Pressure!
Instant gravity crush.
The room felt like a mountain dropped on it. Range: hundreds of meters!
Erica groaned, nearly kneeling. Her spiders popped like firecrackers.
Pure Nen suppression.
Ryker's control was perfect; Lilian felt nothing. But the slaves and lackeys died instantly from internal rupture.
Crack!
Erica's floor cracked. She couldn't move or speak.
"Two choices. Be Lilian's deputy. Manage daily operations. I'll plant a Nen bomb in your brain. Betrayal = death. Or die now. Blink if you agree."
Aizen Ryker approached.
He didn't have time to build an empire from scratch.
Conquest was faster.
Why Lilian? [Absolute Loyalty] (Gold).
Ryker needed a loyal puppet. Ability didn't matter; his Nen Beast could handle force.
Erica blinked in terror.
The gap was too big.
[DING! Defeated Erica.]
[Lucky Star: Drop [Transmutation Talent] (Purple)!]
[Copy Success: [Manipulation Talent] (Purple)!]
[Fusion: [Manipulation Talent] (Double Purple) -> [Manipulation Talent] (Gold)!]
Nice.
Hexagon Warrior complete!
Ryker planted a "Nen Bomb" (actually a long-lasting electric charge) in Erica's brain.
"Sir... I will obey!"
Erica knelt, shocked that she would be deputy to a random girl.
"Take me to the other Elders."
"Sir... they are strong. District 9 is mid-tier. Unifying Meteor City is dangerous..."
"Call a meeting. If they don't come, mark them. I'll visit."
"Yes... Sir!"
Erica trembled. He wants to solo the other factions?!
Soon, Erica sent the summons. Half responded. Half ignored her.
"Sir..."
Erica changed into modest clothes (Ryker hated her tattoos).
"Let them wait. Take me to those who refused. And protect Lilian. She's the Boss now."
"Yes!"
Lilian stayed in District 9. Ryker and Erica left.
"Let's go. Time to deliver warmth to the community."
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