Subsequently, Takeda Masao took the group to several other leveling spots.

He first went to a desolate sandy area covered with Rank 25 Poisonous Sand Scorpions.

The result was still bizarre.

After a bitter battle, the end of everyone's experience bar still showed that glaring "+1".

Takeda Masao didn't believe in evil.

He then drove the truck, taking everyone to a gloomy swamp, where Rank 30 Swamp Crocodiles lurked.

The result was still the same.

No matter what Rank of exotic beast they killed, no matter how dangerous the process was.

The experience points gained in the end were still a pitiful single point.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the truck bed was extremely oppressive.

Takeda Masao and his subordinates finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

The problem was not with the exotic beasts in a certain area.

It was with themselves!

"Boss... what... what exactly is going on?"

The subordinate, as thin as a monkey, spoke with a crying voice.

"I... I've never encountered such a situation before... Are we... are we under some kind of curse?"

"Who are you asking, me or who!"

Takeda Masao slapped his thigh suddenly, roaring irritably, spittle spraying all over his subordinate's face.

"All of you, don't bother me!"

"We're going back to Tokyo City right now! We'll go back and ask Mr. Sato from the gang!"

"He's knowledgeable and will definitely have a solution!"

At this moment, they were no longer willing to stay in this eerie wilderness for another second.

The subordinate driving the truck started it, pressing the accelerator to the floor.

The dilapidated military truck let out an unbearable roar, speeding madly towards Tokyo City.

At this point, Zhou Huai's objective was achieved.

He was playing the part of the taciturn Natsume Masahiro.

According to the information, Natsume Masahiro had always presented an introverted and cowardly image to outsiders.

He only showed his true strength to his family.

So, facing their discussion, Zhou Huai only needed to remain low-key and silent.

Of course, Zhou Huai wasn't zoning out.

At this moment, he was immersed in a deep study of the various functions of the xenomorphic parasites.

Besides being able to intercept experience points from other professionals, the potential of these little things went far beyond that.

Theoretically, when Caesar's Rank was high enough, these parasites could even completely control their hosts.

Changing their minds, twisting their wills, and even tampering with their memories, turning them into the most loyal Puppets.

However, Caesar's Rank was still too low now.

These tiny parasites were still far from achieving such miraculous abilities.

What they could currently do was merely temporary mental hypnosis.

For example, making the host fall into an excited killing state, or making them immerse themselves in extreme emptiness and sorrow.

Forcibly controlling the host to perform complex actions was currently not feasible.

At most, they could barely make them perform some simple, subconscious actions.

Zhou Huai was pondering whether to test the control effect of the parasites on these unlucky guys.

Takeda Masao's phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He fumbled to pull out his phone and glanced at the caller ID.

The expression on his face instantly changed from annoyance to respect, even with a hint of undetectable fear.

"Hello... Mr. Sato, what are your orders?"

"Yes, yes... Okay, we're on our way back to the city."

The call ended.

The subordinates nearby immediately gathered around, asking questions in a flurry.

"Boss, was that Mr. Sato? What did he call about?"

Takeda Masao put away his phone, the respectful expression on his face not yet completely faded.

"I'm not sure either."

"Mr. Sato just said to meet at the Tri-Mouth Gang headquarters immediately."

"It must be an order from the gang leader."

Upon hearing this, one subordinate's eyes immediately lit up, and the fear of the unknown on his face was considerably diluted.

"Back to headquarters? So... we'll get to see the new gang leader's wife again today?"

"She's truly a great beauty!"

At the mention of the gang leader's wife, the previously oppressive and dull atmosphere in the car instantly ignited.

The eyes of several grown men brightened, and they all simultaneously showed lewd smiles.

Zhou Huai, sitting by, found it all inexplicable.

Takeda Masao couldn't help but smack his lips, a lingering expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Tsk tsk, that woman is indeed beautiful."

"She's even more attractive than Young Miss Huaxizi from Kabukicho."

He paused, a hint of disdain and jealousy in his tone.

"I don't know how she managed to hook up with the gang leader."

"From what I understand, she should be a promiscuous woman."

"Last time she even winked at me."

At this, he showed a smug smile.

"I suspect she must have been captivated by my handsome face."

"I wonder if there will be a chance in the future... hehe..."

Hearing this, the other subordinates also let out a series of strange chuckles, and the car was filled with cheerful yet vulgar air.

Only one subordinate sitting next to Takeda Masao suddenly showed an expression of deep regret.

"You're not allowed to speak about the gang leader's wife like that!"

He suddenly raised his head and let out an angry roar!

After speaking, he actually raised his hand and, with all his strength, slapped Takeda Masao hard across the face!

This slap came out of nowhere.

Takeda Masao was completely unprepared and took the full force of it.

"Slap!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

A crisp sound of a slap echoed particularly loudly in the bumpy car.

Time, as if, stood still at this moment.

The lewd laughter in the car abruptly stopped.

Everyone was frozen in place, as if under a spell.

Takeda Masao stared blankly at the subordinate who slapped him, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

It took several seconds for him to react.

An uncontrollable surge of anger, like a volcanic eruption, shot from his heart straight to the top of his head!

"You f***ing dare to slap me?"

"Are you trying to die?!"

The others also gasped, their faces showing expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

The subordinate who slapped Takeda Masao also seemed to wake up from a dream at this moment.

He looked incredulously at his still slightly numb palm, then at Takeda Masao's rapidly ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) reddening and swelling face.

The color drained from his face instantly.

"No... no! Boss!"

He shook his head frantically, his voice tinged with a cry.

"I... I didn't mean to! I'm sorry! I don't know how this happened!"

However, Takeda Masao, whose mind was already clouded by rage, couldn't hear his explanation.

"I don't care if you meant to or not!"

He roared, grabbing the other's collar, his fist, the size of a casserole, raised high, about to smash down on that terrified face!

But just then!

Another anomaly occurred!

Another subordinate, sitting opposite him, suddenly sprang up from his seat with lightning speed!

He darted in front of Takeda Masao.

Raised his hand.

And again, another slap, solidly landing on the other side of Takeda Masao's face!

"Slap!"

Equally crisp, equally loud.

"You're not allowed to bully him!"