Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Everything that happens within 24 hours can be blamed on me!

The Black Knight’s voice suddenly pitched up high, like the battle roar of a Zhang Fei-type character charging into enemy lines in a drama.

In his eyes, the most satisfying thing would be to charge straight ahead, smashing everything in his path.

As for Lu Ce, who was on his back, emmmm, this guy’s physical strength was so high, he wouldn't die easily.

The Black Knight seemed like a guy brimming with energy, always ready and eager to unleash his violence.

If the Pale Green Mask had been riding him over, the streets would’ve already been rivers of blood.

But although Greed wasn’t bloodthirsty, he didn’t bother suppressing the Black Knight’s mental state either. The commotion here just wasn’t big enough — it couldn’t lure prey, or hunters.

Greed’s true nature was just as mad, with a love for chaos and thrills, just like he had said before — Tokyo was beautiful, but a burning Tokyo might be even more beautiful.

"Hold on tight."

The Black Knight, out of a bit of responsibility, reminded Lu Ce once again.

The massive black figure sliced over everyone's heads, bringing an overwhelming sense of oppression, finally making every single driver's head whip around.

Boom!

The motorcycle didn’t have wings — what went up had to come down — and it came crashing down fiercely on top of a Land Navigator.

The massive car let out a sharp screech, the roof instantly caving in with a huge dent, and the tires were this close to bursting.

Every driver on the street was stunned; everyone noticed this insane guy, and in no time, they were pointing, shouting, pulling out their phones to take pictures.

The street, already deafening from horns blaring back and forth, turned even more chaotic.

"Oh oh oh, everyone, really sorry, the traffic jam here is just way too bad, and I’m kinda in a rush right now."

"But, I can keenly feel it — you all seem kinda off, don’t you? Like you’re realizing you’re inside a game, wanting to unleash yourselves a bit, the usually repressed East Asian culture, slowly letting loose."

"Ah, but from my perspective, it’s still clearly not enough. If you can, I suggest you go even crazier."

"Grab some matches and gasoline, bring a gun, just for twenty-four hours — after all, with the game covering it, whatever happens can be blamed on the game and the players~."

Greed’s talkative nature flared up again, starting to stir people's hearts, tempting the desire and craving for chaos deep inside everyone.

The world burns because deep down, everyone wants it to burn!

Vroom vroom!

The massive Black Knight's wheels began to spin, roaring like a chainsaw above the car roof, iron scraps flying everywhere.

"Done talking? If you’re done, let’s go!" The Black Knight roared and launched forward, whipping up a fierce wind, leaping and weaving right through the streams of traffic, tearing across the tops of cars.

No road? Then just go over people’s heads!

"Ah! I’m in a rush, so I won't waste time yapping with you all. Don’t suppress your anger and desires!"

Lu Ce sat on the Black Knight’s back, laughing wildly as they stormed off, while the crowd stared at the iron beast trampling over the cars, erupting into chaos — countless curses and shouts filled the air.

"Ah, it’s me, it’s me, I’m the player, that d*mn player disturbing your normal lives."

While riding the Black Knight across the traffic, Lu Ce kept pulling aggro, stirring up more hatred towards himself.

He was also trying to use their voices to spread his name, telling everyone where he was, letting everyone know the strongest player existed in this game.

The citizens here were amazing — cursing, fighting, resisting — letting loose under the backdrop of the game.

Just like right now...

In Lu Ce’s brain, it was like some instinct flared up — he suddenly pressed the handlebars, and the Black Knight lifted into a wheelie!

Bang! Clang!

Amid gunshots and sharp collision noises, the Black Knight cursed loudly.

"F*ck! Who shot me!"

Lu Ce twisted his head and saw a man in a gray jacket, face cold and numb, holding an unknown gun barrel, pointing right at him!

He just got shot by an ordinary citizen?

Speaking of which, with his current body, getting shot in the head might actually still kill him.

If everyone pulled out guns for a volley, even the strongest player could seriously crash and burn.

But Lu Ce wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, he laughed and pointed at the man who had fired.

"Exactly, exactly! That’s the kind of move you should be making!"

"If you should shoot, shoot! It’s game time now! Today in Tokyo, the clocks aren’t ticking on Tokyo time — they’re ticking on game time!"

Saying that, he raised his hand and fired right back toward the man!

But he wasn’t aiming to kill — the energy bullet drilled precisely into the guy’s car’s gas tank.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the car jolted and burst into flames.

The already chaotic, struggling crowd exploded again into even greater madness, but Lu Ce’s eyes swept rapidly across every face — something wasn’t right.

There was very little panic on their faces — way more excitement.

These people definitely had a problem!

Tokyo definitely had a problem — he didn’t know if it was because of the game, but it had clearly changed something in the whole city.

Everything he had seen and heard along the way, including now, clearly showed that people weren’t behaving normally.

Was this part of the game’s conspiracy?

Lu Ce didn’t know, but what he did know was — this was great, this was fun!

Whatever shady plot the game had, whatever was wrong, Lu Ce’s job was to pour gasoline on it all.

Leaving behind explosions and fire in his wake, Lu Ce once again rode the Black Knight and sped away.

And what echoed through the air was the terrifying declaration he left for the city.

"I’m 'Sin', here to play the game, but I don’t mind being your scapegoat either."

"Twenty-four hours! Game time is twenty-four hours!"

"Anyone with a grudge, settle it! Anyone without a grudge, just enjoy yourself! Everything that happens in this city in the next twenty-four hours — you can blame it all on me!"

"Everything you're too scared to do, can’t accept, or can’t let anyone find out about —"

"I did it all!"