Chapter 10

In the pitch-black living room of the house, Yuanxiao suddenly opened his eyes on the sofa.

Just now, he felt a sense of rejection from the entire world. This was no longer a subtle influence that made the natives dislike him; it was a clear and distinct feeling of rejection. He was sure that if any character in the story saw him now, they would be extremely repulsed.

"Indeed, Nia is dead, and my experiment has succeeded."

A smile appeared at the corner of Yuanxiao's mouth as he closed his eyes. Nia was not killed by his own hands, but his actions led to her premature death, causing a significant fluctuation in the plot of the world. This proved the feasibility of his next plan.

The next morning, it was still dark.

No one noticed Yuanxiao, dressed in casual clothes, walking out of the house and getting into a taxi.

A wad of hundred-dollar bills dispelled the driver's dislike. This proved that although the world's rejection would bring trouble, it was not enough to make the people in this world take direct action against him. If that were the case, he really wouldn't know how other practitioners survived in the fantasy world.

In the luxury suite on the fifth floor of the Light Hill Hotel.

Early in the morning, the parts Yuanxiao had urgently ordered were already delivered.

"What are you going to do with these things?"

Toku appeared, having dispelled his invisibility, and asked suspiciously.

"Making some bombs, they are still quite effective against ordinary people," Yuanxiao said calmly.

His ten fingers skillfully combined the small metal parts, along with some powders he took from the hidden compartments in his belt. When combined, they were no weaker than hand grenades. Most importantly, these bombs were mobile and controllable.

A remote-controlled car and a remote-controlled airplane, both hiding lethal weapons capable of killing.

Toku lost interest after watching for a while. As long as he remained invisible, these things posed no threat to him.

"Nia is dead..."

L, who had just woken up in the emergency room, learned this news from the negotiator, Ado.

"Kira!"

L gritted his teeth, the pain of his severed arm paled in comparison to the pain in his heart.

He couldn't understand how Kira knew about Nia's existence, unless...

"This is the mysterious person's revenge."

L said with hatred, "This mysterious person can silently infiltrate through computers, and it's not impossible for him to find my existence from the American database. Only this person can do this, and he is taking revenge."

"How hateful that we didn't catch him."

Ado shed tears, as Nia and L were like his children, and they were so young when they were killed.

"Kira has connections with the police, and the police's computers are password-protected. Any intrusion would leave traces. Why didn't I think of finding a hacker to investigate this? Otherwise, we would have already controlled Kira." L roared in frustration.

"We probably can't catch Kira anymore."

Ado hesitated and sighed, "Last night, the illegitimate son of the Japanese Prime Minister also died. Now, the Japanese police have surrounded us and are forcing us to leave the country. We can stay secretly, but we will not receive any help from the police in Japan and cannot appear openly."

"How can they do this?"

L was shocked, and after careful thought, he said bitterly, "As the mysterious person said, once Kira goes crazy, the politicians are afraid."

"But there is some good news."

Ado, unable to bear seeing L's pain, tried to comfort him, "The FBI has not given up on this matter. The President of the United States has personally ordered us to find a way to contact the Death Note to prove the existence of the Shinigami. They will provide us with full support and apply political pressure on Japan."

"Contacting the Death Note can see the Shinigami?" L said in surprise.

"This is a note we found in the room, left by the mysterious person. He wants us to stop the current investigation. This is the only Death Note we can confirm exists. Even if we destroy this one, the Shinigami will choose a new owner."

Ado said helplessly, unsure if it was the Death Note of Yagami Light that killed Nia.

"So, you want us to confirm the existence of the Shinigami and then find a way to kill the Shinigami."

L said bitterly.

"Not only that, the real goal of the politicians is the reason for the Shinigami's immortality and the power of the Death Note."

Ado nodded and said solemnly.

"I understand."

L suddenly raised his head, ignoring the pain, and said coldly, "Who issued the order to capture the mysterious person? Why did they make such an unwise decision? How did they know about my conversation with the mysterious person?"

"This..."

Ado was stunned by L's question and said, "Didn't you inform us of all the plans through the computer in the room yesterday? Could it be that the mysterious person used the computer, not you? That's why he could escape our capture."

"Me! How could it be me?"

L bit his finger and frowned, "Someone used the computer, and it wasn't me or him. Unless there was a third person in the room at the time, there's no way to explain this. An invisible person that neither of us could see."

The situation was becoming more complicated, and with insufficient information, Ado and L were stuck in an unsolvable dilemma.

At this moment, at the Yagami household.

"Light, how do you plan to counterattack?"

The Shinigami Ryuk asked with interest.

"Is it possible for others to use the Death Note?"

Light opened a Kira fan website, looking at the replies and selecting potential candidates.

"It is possible," Ryuk said, taking a big bite out of an apple.

"I see."

Light's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Page after page, Light cut out a hundred pages from the entire Death Note.

Each one was placed in an envelope, filled with various causes of death. All that was needed was to fill in the names, and these would become deadly Death Notes. These Death Notes would be sent to Kira's followers.

"What a crazy idea," Ryuk said, eyes wide with surprise.

"I understand."

Light said confidently, "When Kira is no longer just one person, the attention will be diverted. Even if I am caught, I can prove that I only had one page of the Death Note and only killed a few criminals under the influence of my father. The police will protect me."

"Interesting, creating a hundred Kiras will naturally make you very safe."

Ryuk laughed, swallowing even the apple core.

"But that's not enough."

Light said confidently, "Those who have touched the Death Note can see the Shinigami. If these people are captured, they might confirm that I am the real Kira through you. I need to do something to these pages. Although I can control them to burn the Death Note before they die, any unexpected situation could be troublesome."

Next, Light carefully applied a homemade chemical agent to each page.

Since only the space for writing names was left, as long as the person who received the note kept writing names and killing, once they wrote on the part treated with the chemical agent, the friction from the pen would cause the entire Death Note to quickly self-ignite.

This cautious approach would ensure that the Death Note would not fall into the hands of the police or the FBI.

Each selected Kira, when they lost their usefulness and their Death Note self-ignited, the missing pages in Light's Death Note would automatically replenish. At that time, he only needed to write the person's name to eliminate them.

"Good plan, but this can only fool the police and the FBI for a short time," Ryuk said with interest.

"I know, this won't fool the mysterious person."

Light said coldly, "But this person is clearly very cowardly. He provides names, photos, and even methods of death, which shows that he is well aware of the existence of the Death Note. No matter how I deceive him, it will be in vain. The only way to win is to find him and write his name."

PS: The next chapter will be a bit late, updated around midnight. It's Monday, and I need to push for the rankings, even if it's a small category ranking. I hope for your understanding.