- The Reincarnation World Where Only I Know the Storyline
- RWWOKS Chapter 111
“Let’s open the chest first,” Fang Bo said, without much hesitation, as he activated the red treasure chest.
[You are opening the Plot Treasure Chest (Red)]
[You have received 700 plot points]
[You have received Demon King’s Blood]
[You have received Five Brains, Seven Hearts]
[You have received Blood Demon Art Scroll]
– **Demon King’s Blood**: Plot item. The consumer will gain the power of a Demon King.
– **Five Brains, Seven Hearts**: Special flesh-type talent. Generates multiple organs within the body, granting powerful regenerative abilities, immunity to fatal wounds, and reduces critical damage by 40%.
– **Blood Demon Art: Self-Division**: Splits the body into countless fragments. As long as one piece of flesh survives, it will slowly regenerate.
The value of these three items was difficult to assess.
While their effects seemed impressive, the more overpowered an ability was, the more it usually required an unimaginable price.
Compared to splitting his body into countless fragments, Fang Bo would rather drink a bottle of Perfect Healing Potion and keep fighting.
As for *Five Brains, Seven Hearts*, that seemed even more extreme—he wasn’t keen on altering his body that drastically.
However, *Demon King’s Blood* was quite appealing. If used wisely, it could bring about some very unique benefits.
After a brief discussion, they agreed on the following distribution:
– Fang Bo received *Demon King’s Blood* and was compensated with an additional 400 plot points.
– The doctor received *Five Brains, Seven Hearts* and paid 1,200 plot points to the others as compensation.
– Ali received *Self-Division* and paid 1,000 plot points to the others.
– Darren chose no items and received the remaining 1,800 plot points.
This single red-tier treasure chest gave the doctor and Ali extremely powerful abilities, which would have an immeasurable impact on their future missions.
As for Fang Bo, he planned to see if Jorogumo would be interested in consuming the blood. If she wasn’t, he would use it in the next plot world.
If used correctly, the blood could create a large number of demons. Even without its infection ability, it could significantly enhance an already powerful plot character.
The potential benefits were just as valuable as the other two rewards.
“If only we could complete another world quest,” Fang Bo thought, fantasizing.
After all, the rewards for world quests were incredibly abundant. Compared to them, hidden tasks didn’t even come close.
“I’m heading out,” the doctor said quietly, getting up and slowly making his way to the door under the watchful eyes of the others.
Just before leaving, he turned and looked at Fang Bo.
“This journey was quite meaningful. I look forward to our next meeting.”
With that, the doctor vanished from the room.
“Finally, he’s gone,” Darren said bluntly, not hiding his dislike for the man. It was a gut-level instinctual aversion.
Every time he faced the doctor, Darren felt uncomfortable all over. Maybe their biological auras just naturally clashed.
With the distraction gone, Fang Bo began explaining the details about the orphanage.
Ali didn’t think much of it. After all, his world had curse spirits, and compared to them, superhumans weren’t a big deal.
But for Darren, this was his real world they were talking about, and the idea of superhuman abilities felt a bit out of place.
He had thought he understood his world well, but now it seemed like he’d only seen the tip of the iceberg.
“I know the place you’re talking about,” Darren said, waving tiredly as he gave his estimated arrival time. “I can meet you there in two days.”
“Alright.”
Then Fang Bo turned to the sorcerer. “Are you sure you can open the portal there?”
“Yeah, the first time I enter, I can specify the location.”
“Good, then you can come directly to me.”
To avoid being ambushed midway, Fang Bo decided to have his teammates act together.
First, Darren would head to Fang Bo’s city. Then, the other two would move the next day, ensuring maximum secrecy.
From his memories on the train, Fang Bo had learned that the orphanage had been conducting experiments with “Dream Elixirs,” and there seemed to be something else going on as well.
Unfortunately, his memories weren’t complete, or he would have been able to gain a clearer understanding of the enemy.
“You came to me first,” Fang Bo muttered with a slight, cruel smile.
That world wasn’t his “reality” anyway, so he wouldn’t care what happened there.
To awaken his talent, a little bloodshed was worth it.
“Let’s rest up. Meet me at my place tomorrow morning.”
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**In the CEO’s office of a multinational corporation.**
Li Qingshui stretched languidly, her black eyes sparkling like diamonds, as if she could see through all lies and truths.
As she rose from her chair, the soft sunlight illuminated her, accentuating the graceful curves of her legs clad in black stockings.
Her legs were smooth and powerful, like a carefully sculpted statue, impossible to look away from.
“Fallen Hill Orphanage,” she murmured, lost in thought, before instructing her secretary to prepare a private plane.
Li Qingshui was smart. She knew that the target’s power was likely even greater than she had initially imagined. If she recklessly sent people to investigate, it could tip them off.
To ensure the operation’s success, the best approach was to strike quickly and decisively, leaving no time for the enemy to react.
As long as the action was swift enough, retrieving the item shouldn’t be too difficult. Even if she failed, she wasn’t worried about being implicated.
During the battle at Mount Natagumo, Li Qingshui had gained a special ability—she could peel off other people’s faces to disguise herself.
Because of this, she had accepted Jason’s terms for the deal.
Yes, the true identity of the black-stockinged CEO was none other than Darren, the powerful reincarnator who had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan.
Who would have thought that in the real world, Darren was actually a woman? At least Fang Bo would never have guessed.
As someone at the pinnacle of wealth, obtaining a human skin mask was easy for Li Qingshui.
After working overnight, she acquired a “tool” that perfectly concealed her identity.
Once the plane landed, she transformed into a completely different person. For extra security, Li Qingshui even had her secretary stay behind to impersonate her and handle business affairs.
Looking at the woman in the mirror, the female CEO couldn’t help but chuckle softly. She adjusted her posture slightly and then confidently walked out of the room.
She casually hailed a taxi and soon arrived at the meeting place she had arranged with Jason.
As soon as she opened the car door, Li Qingshui spotted a familiar figure.
The man wearing the baseball cap—wasn’t that the sorcerer Ali?
“He didn’t even bother to disguise himself?” she thought, finding it somewhat strange.
Since she didn’t know Ali’s real circumstances, this was quite perplexing to her. However, considering her teammates often behaved unpredictably, she figured it wasn’t too surprising after all.
Pretending to walk by nonchalantly, Li Qingshui scanned the area for another person.
It didn’t take long before she saw him through the glass—there he was, eating breakfast.
Unlike the fierce, ruthless figure he projected in the reincarnation space, Fang Bo in person looked rather gentle, almost like a harmless college student.
Who would’ve thought that this guy was the ruthless one who tore through the Demon Slayer world?
Feeling a playful urge, Li Qingshui decided to give him a little scare. After all, this jerk had mocked her about having good stuff she couldn’t use.
She pushed open the glass door and walked inside, planning to pretend to be a passerby and scare him when he least expected it.
It would be even better if she could capture his reaction on camera.
However, as soon as Li Qingshui stepped into the breakfast shop, she was immediately hit by an eerie chill that seeped into her bones.
Under her gaze, thin, invisible threads had already ensnared everyone in the shop. What appeared to be normal eating movements were actually nothing more than a puppet show orchestrated by the man.
“You’re here,” Fang Bo said, wiping his mouth with a napkin before looking up at her. “The soy milk here is really good. I’ll have the owner bring you some.”
“…You’re even crazier than I thought,” Darren said, sitting in his chair, his gaze drifting toward the street outside.
Right across the road was their target, Fallen Hill Orphanage. Darren couldn’t believe that, with their mission location so close, Jason would dare to use his powers and control everyone in the shop.
Fang Bo’s explanation was simple.
“I wanted to see if we were being watched.”
If someone had been spying on them, it would mean that the orphanage had already laid a trap, and their chances of survival would be slim.
To confirm this, a slightly aggressive move was worth it.
If anyone nearby had been monitoring them, they would have reacted to his actions. And if they reacted, they wouldn’t escape Fang Bo’s terrifying perception.
“Lucky for us, we haven’t been discovered yet.”
He turned to Li Qingshui, his voice tinged with curiosity. “But one thing still surprises me—I didn’t expect you to be a woman.”
“Hmph, big deal,” Li Qingshui said, a hint of pride in her voice.
She had been skilled at disguising herself since childhood, and in the reincarnation space, she could perfectly suppress her feminine instincts.
Tricking Jason had been no small accomplishment for her, and she took it as a personal victory.
At that moment, Ali, who had been wandering outside with his baseball cap, noticed something odd. When he stepped inside, he realized that the woman was actually Darren, the ninja.
“Wow, impressive—I didn’t suspect a thing.”
Darren wasn’t particularly moved by the compliment. If he couldn’t fool this guy, he might as well give up disguising himself altogether.
After declining the invitation to join them for breakfast, the newly-formed trio finished up and left the restaurant.
Earlier, Fang Bo had used hypnosis to control a key figure—someone who could lead them inside the orphanage.
Everything appeared normal on the surface. People would occasionally come by to adopt children, so their presence wouldn’t seem out of place.
However, if they wanted to access the underground research facility, they would inevitably alarm their enemies, and a battle would be unavoidable.
“We need to act fast, so they won’t have time to relocate anything.”
With that, Fang Bo knocked on the door to the director’s office.
*(End of Chapter)*