Two life evolutions transformed Hattori from a 'Ten Mile Slope Sword God' hiding at home into an immortal higher life form.
Both his strength and intelligence had improved significantly.
However, in this parallel world, Hattori wasn't planning to rely on brute force just yet.
The origins of the super-ancient ruins and alien civilizations were mysterious, and methods to deal with silicon-based life couldn't be ruled out.
What if super organizations similar to the Land of Light from Ultraman Tiga appeared?
Even after two life evolutions, Hattori wouldn't be a match for them.
Moreover, with the Evolution/Devolution Ray Gun and the Restoration Lamp in hand, Hattori could establish a shadowy organization influencing the world from behind the scenes.
The efficiency and safety would be higher than solving things with violence.
'This Number One Under Heaven Martial Arts Tournament is a good opportunity to scout a few potential future subordinates, preparing for establishing an organization later.'
On the Thousand-Star Archipelago, the Wood Clone Hattori multitasked, simultaneously opening dozens of Anywhere TVs, monitoring the entire martial arts tournament, analyzing the strength of each contestant.
Meanwhile, in the group chat:
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu has posted a group share.]
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu: @everyone, help me decide, what should I wear for a date?]
At Seven's dimension.
Seven looked at the dazzling array of clothes in the clothing store, feeling torn.
[This Queen Is So Beautiful: Tsk tsk tsk, Seven, not bad looking. About one-tenth as handsome as the Group Owner.]
[Cat Burglar: I think that white hoodie is nice. It brings out the assassin's vibe, casual and cool, looking mysterious.]
[The Archaeologist of Ohara: Hmm, the white hoodie is handsome, but lacks a bit of formality. I think that suit is better; it would show off Seven's figure.]
[Young Master of the Demonic Sect: Seven, the clothing style over there is quite neat. A few pieces seem suitable for combat. Can you send the detailed designs? I could equip the Demonic Sect followers with them.]
[Dark Group Owner: ?]
Hattori, arriving late, was baffled seeing the heated discussion about fashion in the group.
'What happened? What did I miss?'
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu: Group Owner, you're finally here! I still think your advice is the most reliable!]
Seeing the Group Owner's familiar avatar, Seven quickly sent a message.
At the same time, he sneakily glanced at the gloomy-faced shop owner a few meters away.
Judging by the owner's expression, if he didn't make a choice soon, he was about to be kicked out!
[Dark Group Owner: What advice? What's going on?]
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu: It's like this, Group Owner. Miss Meihua Shisan, whom I knew before, agreed to meet me one last time after learning I left Chicken Island. It's a beauty's invitation and I feel I should wear something nicer, so I came to the group to ask.]
Seven typed with his thoughts while giving a cheeky smile.
The goofy personality of Wu Liuqi and the cold temperament of Seven's original self had long since merged, becoming inseparable.
'So that's it.'
Hattori understood and opened the file in the group share.
Over a dozen outfits, all quite suitable for Seven.
Or rather, Seven himself had an outstanding figure and was handsome, so he'd look good in anything.
[Dark Group Owner: My personal suggestion is that you'd better wear the original white hoodie. After all, your situation with her is quite complex.]
Hattori pondered for a moment.
Finally, he sighed and typed.
Meihua Shisan and Seven should have been a match made in heaven.
But…
Meihua Shisan's master, the mysterious man who intends to overthrow the leader of the Assassin Organization, Qing Feng, is a target Seven must face on his journey to recover his memories.
No matter what, a great battle will erupt between them.
And Meihua Shisan, caught in the middle with her complex position…
Whether she will choose Seven or her master, no one can say for sure.
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu: Group Owner, what do you mean our situation is complex? Does Shisan have some background I don't know about?!]
Seven's heart trembled as he typed anxiously.
The memory of the woman in white was already blurry, and Seven didn't know if he had a past with her.
But his feelings for Meihua Shisan were genuine and deeply engraved in Wu Liuqi's heart.
Receiving an invitation for a date from his crush, Seven was originally secretly delighted.
However, the most trusted Group Owner sent such a message.
How could he not panic?
[Dark Group Owner: No need to say more. See for yourself.]
[Dark Group Owner has sent a memory fragment.]
Seven's right hand trembled as he gently clicked on the video.
In the shadows, a handsome middle-aged man wearing an ancient-style robe, his right eye covered by white long hair, his entire body's master aura restrained, spoke in a low voice.
"Kill the person, bring back the sword."
"Yes."
Below his seat, a green silhouette knelt on one knee, responding with an icy expression.
When Seven clearly saw the face of that figure, his pupils instantly contracted sharply.
"Hey, handsome, you've been looking here for ages. Are you buying or not?"
The shop owner, seeing Seven's shoulders trembling uncontrollably, grew impatient and was about to come over to shoo him away.
But he was instantly locked in place by a terrifying, crimson gaze.
"Understood."
Seven spat out the word from between his teeth. The assassin aura erupting from his body swept out in a dark red storm of killing intent.
In an instant, it sent the shop owner flying dozens of meters away.
He crashed through several clothing racks before disgracefully collapsing amidst a mess of clothes.
Watching Seven's retreating back, the pitiful owner, his glasses askew, muttered dazedly,
"Handsome, just don't buy it. No need to be so harsh..."
Meanwhile, in the group chat:
[The Strongest Assassin of Xuanwu: Group Owner, is everything you sent true?! Meihua Shisan never had any feelings for me? Everything, everything was just Qing Feng's mission, to take my Thousand Demon Daggers?!]
Seven clutched his chest, a sharp, stabbing pain surging up.
Years ago, he had trusted that woman in white.
But was betrayed, his heart pierced.
Years later, he mustered courage again, trying to trust another green silhouette.
But what he got in return was it another cold stab in the back?
[Dark Group Owner: Hey, Seven, don't panic first. The situation is complex. Let me explain bit by bit.]
[Dark Group Owner: Meihua Shisan's initial purpose for contacting you was indeed impure. But as you interacted more, she developed some genuine feelings for you in her heart.]
[Dark Group Owner: Although she accepted her master's order, didn't you notice? Her shoulders were trembling too, proving she was also very hesitant about this task.]
Hattori sent three messages in a row, finally concluding:
[Dark Group Owner: In short, for this meeting, you'd better lay your cards on the table with her. That way, no matter what decision she makes, you can put this attachment to rest.]