RWWOKS Chapter 132

Finding a quiet place, Fang Bo decided to open Raghu’s slaughter loot box.

He was eager to see what treasures the box would yield, confident that something valuable awaited inside.

[You are opening the Slaughter Loot Box of Reincarnator ID 10228.]

[You have received 800 Plot Points.]

[You have received Heavenly God Clan Blood (Storm).]

[You have received Kaiser Wave.]

The plot points, while not excessive, helped ease some of Fang Bo’s financial strain. However, the other two items were truly priceless.

**Heavenly God Clan Blood:** A special item that, once consumed, grants the user the Storm inheritance. This trait is incompatible with other bloodline-based traits.

**Goenitz, the Storm of the Orochi Clan,** was a powerful leader with the ability to control fierce winds, a formidable boss in the *King of Fighters* storyline.

Items that could alter one’s bloodline were exceptionally rare and precious, capable of transforming a reincarnator at their core.

Fang Bo recalled selling the **Colossal Titan bloodline**, which was valuable but far from the level of this Heavenly God Clan Blood.

“This is good stuff,” Fang Bo said, smiling as he stashed the item away.

He wasn’t planning to sell it just yet—it might come in handy in the *King of Fighters 2000* story world. If a reincarnator consumed it, they might only gain control over wind, but what if it was given to a specific character from that world?

Could it awaken **Goenitz**, the head of the Orochi Clan’s Hakkesshu, ahead of schedule?

No matter what plans the Orphanage had, it was clear they were deeply intertwined with the plot organization “NESTS.” If he could destroy them, it would deal a significant blow to the enemy.

Large story worlds often contain multiple world missions, such as the **Orochi Arc**, the **NESTS Arc**, and the **Those From the Distant Land Arc** in the *King of Fighters* world. Each has its own unique missions.

If Fang Bo could clear the **NESTS Arc**, it would prevent any future story worlds from branching off from it, leaving only the **Those From the Distant Land Arc**.

Destroying NESTS would mean years of effort by the Orphanage going down the drain, a thought that filled Fang Bo with joy.

Compared to the Heavenly God Clan blood, the other item, a C-tier skill, seemed insignificant.

**Kaiser Wave:** C-tier skill. Releases a destructive energy wave from the hands.

It wasn’t particularly useful, so Fang Bo planned to sell it to other reincarnators in exchange for plot points to upgrade his skills.

He needed a massive amount of points to learn how to create human puppets.

This technique didn’t belong to a mere single-difficulty world and was even more valuable than his **Raid Suit**. Learning it was no small feat.

However, once mastered, it would greatly enhance his strength.

At this point, achieving a significant boost in power was almost impossible unless he found a highly compatible skill or obtained a second mythical-tier piece of equipment. Otherwise, he could only make slight improvements to his power ceiling.

Good equipment was hard to come by, and with the promotion to second-difficulty, its value would likely decrease. Instead, learning to create human puppets seemed like a more practical solution.

Strong individuals were never in short supply in story worlds, providing plenty of material for him to work with. The only constraint was the number of plot points he could accumulate.

“Sigh, money, money, why does everything have to cost money?”

With a heavy heart, Fang Bo set off back toward the village.

There wasn’t much time left, so he prepared to meet up with his teammates and head to Konoha. The Demon King Kimimaro would lead them through the Chunin Exams.

Considering Kimimaro’s aversion to sunlight, daytime travel would be difficult, though there might be ways to overcome this weakness.

Perhaps learning from Tobi and wrapping himself completely in a light-proof cloak could allow him to move during the day.

Let’s not forget, Kimimaro still owed Fang Bo two more assists in battle. He needed to make good use of them.

“As we head to Konoha, I have three goals.”

“Points, points, and more points.”

**Konoha Village, Training Ground 14.**

“**Demon’s Hand!**”

Jack unleashed the power of demons, having realized that holy light alone would not be enough to defeat his enemy.

Even so, his opponent easily deflected the attack, firing energy arrows that chipped away at Jack’s health.

This unexpected encounter had caught Jack off guard. He had been running a faction mission when he stumbled upon a powerful reincarnator from the Kirigakure faction.

The enemy was a typical ranged fighter, wielding a blue energy bow, and each arrow dealt devastating damage.

If Jack hadn’t been able to heal himself, he would have already fallen to the enemy’s arrows.

“Too weak,” the man sighed, gracefully dodging Jack’s **Demon’s Grasp** and pulling back his bow to fire an arrow infused with powerful energy toward the sky.

**Light Rain!**

In Jack’s despairing gaze, a barrage of light arrows rained down from above, falling at an incredible speed, the brilliant display impossible to look away from.

**Long Xian,** a reincarnator from the Kirigakure faction who had inherited the power of the Quincy.

In his pursuit of strength, he had even adopted the title of “Strongest Quincy.”

As one of the most powerful reincarnators, Long Xian was the ace of the Kirigakure faction. In a one-on-one fight, Jack stood no chance.

It was no surprise that the holy warrior eventually fell at Long Xian’s feet.

Just a few days ago, two reincarnators had been arrested by Konoha’s Anbu for fighting within the village.

The punishment wasn’t severe; they would be detained until the Chunin Exams concluded. But it meant that once caught, they couldn’t participate in the upcoming battles.

Konoha’s Anbu were extremely powerful, with individual stats exceeding 35 points in certain attributes, and they always acted as a group.

Right now, no reincarnator could stand against them—facing the Anbu was like being hunted by multiple Akaza-level demons.

The Anbu’s looming threat made most believe that no one would dare to act during the day. But Long Xian had exploited that exact belief.

It didn’t matter if the attacker could escape or not—Jack had permanently fallen, a reminder of how cruel the space wars could be. One misstep, and you’d fall into an abyss.

Bending down to pick up the loot box, Long Xian smiled, clearly pleased with the outcome.

As the sound of arrows slicing through the air echoed, the Quincy vanished into a cloud of black mist.

Not long after, a group of Anbu arrived at the scene, but there was no trace of the perpetrator.

Without a foolproof escape plan, Long Xian wouldn’t have dared to act so brazenly in Konoha.

While many reincarnators were busy doing missions, thinking it was their last chance to grow stronger, others had different plans.

“While others fear, I grow greedy,” Long Xian murmured to himself, though no one could hear his soft chuckle. However, the fluctuations on the points leaderboard certainly caught people’s attention.

**Konoha Village, south of the Sand Village residence.**

“Long Xian of Kirigakure, I’ll remember you,” Yordle muttered, stroking his invisible light sword as he struggled to contain his rising fury.

Jack had been his comrade, and they had survived many challenges together, only for Jack to die so meaninglessly here.

Yordle wanted to rush out and seek revenge immediately, but his rational mind reminded him that without stealth abilities, being caught by the Anbu would spell his end.

Frustrated, he swung his sword in anger, nearly destroying a support pillar in the nearby building.

“Sigh,” a girl named Ru Ge said softly from a distance, setting down her drink as her eyes lingered on the sword mark in the wall. “Who could have predicted things would turn out like this?”

The Sand faction lacked strong stealth specialists, meaning they couldn’t take advantage of this time to steal points.

As things stood, the Sand faction was already at the bottom of the leaderboard, with a massive gap between them and the top-ranking Kirigakure.

The situation was already difficult, and now with the unexpected death of the team-fighting powerhouse, the holy knight, some could already envision the scene of their side’s defeat.

Seeing the dejected faces around him, the Ghost Swordsman Yordle quickly calmed himself and spoke in a deep voice, “A momentary victory or defeat means nothing. The Chunin Exams haven’t even started yet.”

Even though he said this, it was hard to stop the sinking morale.

Feeling somewhat helpless, Yordle glanced around silently, but there was no sign of that person.

“He wouldn’t have left too, would he?” A sense of foreboding crept into his mind.

**Atop the water tower of Konoha Hospital.**

Reincarnator Black Soul had been standing still for a long time, the evil eye on his forehead glowing eerily.

After a while, his brow twitched slightly, and he immediately “looked” toward a specific direction in the village.

“Got you!”

The threat from Kirigakure couldn’t be ignored. If it wasn’t dealt with, the gap in points could widen to an irreparable extent.

Rather than waiting passively for an opportunity, Black Soul preferred to take the initiative. Killing that guy would reduce the enemy faction’s points ranking.

As long as the target remained in Konoha Village, they couldn’t escape the tracking of his evil eye.

As for avoiding the Anbu, he never intended to act alone.

Sometimes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend, and those who wanted to stop Kirigakure weren’t limited to just their faction. Other factions had long been eager to make a move.

If someone was willing to join forces, Black Soul had no problem providing information.

Besides, he was more than happy to send them a personal “gift.”

A wicked smile crept onto his lips as, below the hospital, a group of zombie-like villagers began shambling toward the target.

These were people under Black Soul’s control, and once they got close to the target, they would draw the Anbu’s attention.

If he was lucky, many people might suffer an unexpected setback.

Sometimes, killing didn’t require a knife.

Just as he prepared to enjoy the upcoming scene, Black Soul’s attention shifted toward the front gate of Konoha Village.

“They’ve finally arrived. I was starting to think you’d died out there.”

Peering closely at the headbands of the newcomers, Black Soul racked his brain, searching his memory until he found the matching emblem.

“Is that the Otogakure headband?” He was slightly surprised.

That puppeteer had appeared briefly and then vanished entirely from everyone’s view.

People speculated he had either died or was carrying out some special mission.

No one expected him to change factions and now represent Otogakure in the Chunin Exams.

But then again, the faction of a story didn’t matter much. This was a space battlefield, and the real focus was the battle between the reincarnators.

As long as he could kill the enemy, who cared which village the puppeteer fought for?

“Let’s hope you don’t disappoint me.”

**Konoha Village, Front Gate.**

“Finally here,” Fang Bo muttered, a mix of excitement on his face.

The initial phase of planning was over, and thanks to his efforts, Otogakure now had two Kage-level fighters.

He wasn’t sure how high their chances of success were, but at least now there was a real possibility of defeating Konoha Village.

Aside from dealing with the reincarnators’ threats, his next task was to weaken Konoha’s active forces as much as possible.

Konoha was far from a unified front; many people secretly hoped for the downfall of the Hokage faction.

Perhaps Fang Bo could rope in some potential allies. They wouldn’t need to rebel—just staying neutral would be enough.

“As for now, I should pay a visit to my fellow comrades from Sunagakure.”

(End of Chapter)

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