A deathly silence.
Save for the crackling sound of black flames burning fiercely from the floor-to-ceiling window, the venue was utterly quiet.
At this moment.
Looking at the black flames, like maggots clinging to bone, burning the floor-to-ceiling window and the ghost infant, the black flames stubbornly refused to be extinguished.
Then, looking at Zhang Wei's attire and his 'Sharingan' cosmetic contact lenses.
Everyone was stunned.
"Is this... Amaterasu?!"
"Those are Sharingan!!"
"I, I, I'm seeing Uchiha Itachi?!"
Everyone stood frozen, petrified. Even Fatty was shocked, his heart churning like a tidal wave.
Shock, horror, disbelief.
All written on their faces.
Several seconds passed, and they were still unable to snap out of it, lost in the sheer shock.
"My God, what did I just see, what did I see!"
"Holy crap, did a real person infiltrate our cosplayers?!"
At this moment.
They all looked at Zhang Wei, observing his outfit. Besides the excitement of being saved, they were filled with deep shock and confusion.
Could that person... really be Uchiha Itachi?
It must be, that's Uchiha Itachi, that's Amaterasu!
The older sister cosplayer and everyone else in cosplay outfits were stunned...
They had initially thought that all of them were just playing roles, cosplaying anime characters.
But it wasn't like that?
A 'real deal' had mixed in with them.
He was acting in character.
At this moment.
Everyone felt a shocking sense of bewilderment, as if they were a pack of huskies, and among them was a true Alaskan wolf king!
Thinking of this.
They couldn't help but look again at Zhang Wei's incredibly striking 'Sharingan'.
Even though they found it hard to believe, the facts were laid bare before them.
They had all witnessed it firsthand: Zhang Wei's cosmetic contact lenses, the 'Sharingan', had activated, transforming into Mangekyo Sharingan, and unleashing Amaterasu!
It was almost certain... those were Sharingan.
"So Sharingan isn't a Kekkei Genkai? It's cosmetic lenses, you can just put them on?" someone murmured, recalling the moment Zhang Wei put on the Sharingan.
As soon as he spoke.
The anime enthusiasts present, especially the Naruto fans, twitched at the corners of their mouths.
"Please, just stop talking, damn it."
"I feel like... I won't be able to look at the Uchiha clan the same way again."
"The Uchiha clan? The cosmetic lens clan??"
In the past, they thought the Uchiha clan was incredibly cool because their Sharingan, passed down through generations, was so awesome.
But now.
After witnessing the scene before them.
All they could think of were people like Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Itachi, and the like, whose first action upon waking up was to put on their 'Sharingan' cosmetic lenses.
Yes.
Their Sharingan was hereditary, not a bloodline inheritance, but cosmetic lenses passed down from generation to generation, with each generation wearing cosmetic lenses.
Not just the people at the comic convention.
Fatty was also stunned.
[Ding! Unknown ghost is bewildered, the Zhang Wei I was supposed to assassinate is actually Uchiha Itachi?]
[Host has gained System Points +150]
At the same time.
Compared to Fatty and the others, the middle-aged uncle's eyes widened even further, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
"This, this..." He rubbed his eyes vigorously, looking back and forth between Zhang Wei and the scorched floor-to-ceiling window.
It was broken?!
The multi-layered ghost domain was broken by the 'protected target', Zhang Wei?!
The middle-aged uncle was dumbfounded.
That was a ghost domain, a multi-layered ghost domain at that. I couldn't break it, how did you break it...
The middle-aged uncle couldn't help but stare intently at Zhang Wei.
Kirin Guard!
Zhang Wei is a Kirin Guard!
As a Kirin Guard, he knew very well how troublesome the multi-layered ghost domain was. It required at least a Kirin Guard to break it, and Zhang Wei had accomplished it. It was certain that Zhang Wei had reached the Kirin Guard level.
And...
Zhang Wei's Kirin Guard strength was even higher than his own.
Thinking of this.
The middle-aged uncle's eyelids twitched wildly... The person I'm supposed to protect is stronger than me?
He subconsciously looked at the broken ghost domain.
Damn it! Who is protecting whom?
It wasn't until Zhang Wei patted the middle-aged uncle's shoulder that the latter snapped out of his shock:
"Uncle, I've broken through the ghost domain for you. The rest of escorting the people present out of the venue will be up to you."
"Huh? Then what about you? What are you going to do?"
The middle-aged uncle asked urgently as Zhang Wei walked towards the venue.
Zhang Wei looked back and offered a smile:
"Of course, I'm going to fight ghosts on the second floor. This is my territory, Xiamen City. If ghosts are causing trouble on my turf, it's best we handle it."
Saying that.
Zhang Wei gestured to Lu Lianxue and the others:
"Class monitor, I'll leave this to you guys. Junfei, Fatty, you two come with me to save people."
"Ah? We're going too?" Li Junfei was taken aback.
Zhang Wei nodded.
He wasn't sure if Fatty was behind this attack.
To confirm the situation, it was safest to keep Fatty by his side. As for Li Junfei, he was an 'insurance fuse' and naturally had to be brought along; with him present, Fatty couldn't make a move against him.
However, Zhang Wei couldn't reveal the truth.
He casually made up a reason:
"The second floor, if I remember correctly, was the venue for the stage play of this cosplay exhibition. Didn't our tickets get us access to the second floor?"
"I just checked. The famous cosplayers invited to participate in the stage play, I didn't see them leave the venue during the fire alarm. They're clearly all on the second floor."
"You two come with me. I'll deal with the ghosts, and you'll be responsible for rescuing people."
"Okay." Li Junfei nodded.
Fatty also nodded, not suspecting anything from Zhang Wei's words.
On the contrary.
[Ding! Unknown ghost praises, this Zhang Wei is quite thoughtful, going to deal with ghosts while not forgetting to save people, what a philanthropist!]
[Host has gained System Points +100]
...
On the way to the second floor.
Sizzling.
The Amaterasu flames burned.
Zhang Wei burned through the ghost domain leading to the second floor and rushed towards it.
Seeing this, Li Junfei quickly said:
"Brother Wei, do you have any spare Sharingan? Give me one, so I can protect myself."
Zhang Wei replied as he ran:
"I only have this one, do you want it?"
Li Junfei stopped Zhang Wei from taking off the cosmetic lenses:
"Then never mind, you keep it, Brother Wei. You have to fight ghosts too, and you're already wearing your glasses with the cosmetic lenses. If I were to wear them, I'm afraid it wouldn't be hygienic, haha."
Zhang Wei knew that Li Junfei was worried that he would be at a disadvantage fighting ghosts without the cosmetic lenses.
He then started patting himself down, looking for anything he could give Li Junfei for protection.
Unfortunately.
There was nothing.
Besides the cosmetic lenses, he had nothing else on him.
But soon.
No, he didn't have any spare items, but he didn't have nothing either.
"Brother Wei, this is the entrance to the stage play here."
Li Junfei interrupted Zhang Wei's searching and pointed to a door on the second floor of the venue.
Zhang Wei nodded.
Creak.
He immediately pushed open the door to the second-floor venue.
...