"...Regarding the 'Hydra Dance' videos circulating on major video websites, reporters have rushed to the scene to verify their authenticity. Please watch the live broadcast next..."
A dense crowd of people packed the sidewalks on both sides of the street, holding up their phones to film videos or take pictures. Vehicles in the lanes were at a standstill, and the spaces between the cars were also filled with people recording with their phones.
At the center of the crowd's attention was a middle-aged white man in a well-fitting, gray-black suit, dancing a bizarre mechanical dance.
Follow me~ Left hand, right hand, a slow motion~ Hail Hydra!
Left hand~ Right hand, slow motion replay~ Hail Hydra!
This song~ gives you happiness~ Hail Hydra!
Waving his arms and legs, his entire body shaking mechanically...
The rhythmic dance made the crowd watching tap their feet and keep time with the beat.
"This is… an anomaly!"
Coulson watched the middle-aged Caucasian man, lost in the dance and oblivious to everything else.
The incident began at 8:30 in the morning.
Whether they were politicians already working in their offices, on their way to work, or at home, they all seemed to receive a signal simultaneously and began to perform the Hydra Dance.
The scope was vast, with no warning signs. The only connection between the people involved was that they were all high-ranking politicians.
"Sir, what do we do?" a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent asked Coulson.
"Stop him first," Coulson said, pointing at the dancing politician.
"Yes!" A group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents pushed through the crowd and approached the dancing politician. They tried to restrain him, but the politician suddenly unleashed terrifying strength, flinging them away. They crashed to the ground, unable to get up for a while.
"Trouble," Coulson muttered, watching the politician, who had thrown the agents, continue to dance.
In the Dimensional Shop, Mu Yang looked at the scene outside the window. He waved his hand and said with a bright smile, "Trouble? How wonderful! My pleasure comes from my enemies' troubles."
Ancient One was speechless: "I suspect you want to destroy M Country, and there's plenty of evidence."
Mu Yang waved his hand with a smile. "Nonsense. How could I want to destroy M Country? I'm just giving it a little lesson, and adding a bit of fun to the world."
Ancient One didn't bother arguing with Mu Yang, who was full of twisted logic, and asked directly, "How long do you plan to punish those people?"
"I don't plan to punish them for long!" Mu Yang said with a smile. "Since it's their first offense, I only plan to punish those people for the rest of their lives."
Ancient One: "..."
A lifetime isn't very long, is it?
Well! For those who live forever, a few decades probably isn't very long.
The Ancient One asked, "Are you planning on making those people keep dancing?"
"Of course not. Some of them are right in the middle of the road. Letting them keep dancing would be obstructing traffic," Mu Yang said, looking like he was concerned about "not disrupting public order." "Three hours a day. It's just exercise time for those pampered people. Those in high positions need a good body to serve the people."
The Ancient One rolled her eyes, "If you hadn't sent those demons to pester those politicians, I almost would have believed you."
Mind Demons are a kind of low-level demon that emits a special aura, amplifying human desires. But when human desires get to a certain point, they lose their intelligence and keep doing stupid things.
"I didn't expect you to believe me." With those words, Mu Yang knew why the Ancient One was looking for him: to remind him to hide those demons.
The Mystic Order's mission is to resist invasions from other dimensions, and one of the main dimensions they defend against is Hell.
Demons were a familiar enemy to mages; they were guaranteed to stab each other the moment they met.
And there just happened to be a mage sanctuary in New York that could monitor the situation in the area. Once a demon appeared, an alarm would sound, alerting the mages that there were demons.
At this time, those demons hadn't been eliminated. It was no surprise that the Ancient One was providing cover.
But the Ancient One's tenure as Sorcerer Supreme had only a little over a month left, and she couldn't keep covering for Mu Yang.
"Ugh!" Mu Yang scratched his head in annoyance. "It's such a pain. I need to give those demons a buff so they don't get exorcised by the Mystic Order."
Saying this, Mu Yang vanished with a "whoosh" from a teleport. The Ancient One had achieved her goal and didn't stay in the shop either, returning to Kamar-Taj.
After adding a concealment buff to the Mind Demons, Mu Yang didn't wander around but returned to the shop.
As the owner of the Dimensional Shop, his daily work was quite boring and tedious: either going to different worlds to select customers, or waiting for customers to come to the door.
The failed event meant Mu Yang hadn't made any money, so he wasn't in the mood to go to other worlds looking for customers. Instead, he stayed in the shop, waiting for customers to come to him.
But being alone in the shop was boring. Mu Yang liked to pass the time by joining group chats. Considering the issue of speaking, Mu Yang used the account 'Mu Long'.
Tsunade: "I used a low-level skill customization voucher and customized a skill that could roll a six every time. I cleaned up at the casino, hahahahaha…"
Mu Long: "..."
Jiraiya: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
As expected of you, Tsunade!
Sengoku: "Is there any way to get a 'Quota'?"
Mu Long: "There are currently four ways to obtain a 'Quota'. First, the two recommendation Quotas that come with it. Second, finding unclaimed 'Quotas' scattered around. Third, the red packets from Boss Mu in the group. Fourth, you happen to meet Boss Mu, and he's in a good mood, he might give you a 'Quota'."
Sengoku: "..."
Three out of the four methods depend on luck. Isn't there a way to get a Quota that's more stable?
Hashirama Senju: "Little Tsunade! You shouldn't go to the casino anymore. Cheating is bad."
Tsunade: "..."
If I don't go to the casino, then the skills I specially customized would be wasted!
╭(╯^╰)╮ Hmph! I won't listen to you. After losing for so many years, I have to win it back.
Seiryo Douman: "..."
So envious!! If I hadn't overslept, maybe I could have gotten a ranking.
If you're lucky, the reward is a skill customization ticket!
Customizing a skill guaranteed to charm women would mean I could get with Christe!
Aaaah!!! I'm such an idiot! Why did I sleep in?!
Wait! Why was I sleeping in the first place! I should have stayed up all night!
Seiryo Douman was in the throes of intense regret…
At that moment, inside Seiryo's residence.
Seiryo Douman held his head in his hands, thrashing around wildly and rolling all over the floor.
In the distance, two Onmyoji happened to be passing by Seiryo Douman's residence. Seeing Seiryo Douman's bizarre behavior through the open doorway—slamming his head on the ground, rolling around, and screaming…
"What is Lord Douman doing? Did his hemorrhoids flare up?" the Onmyoji on the left asked.
"Probably! He's rolling around on the ground in pain." The Onmyoji on the right guessed.
At noon, dozens of boxes of hemorrhoid cream were piled up at Seiryo Douman's door.
Seiryo Douman: "What's going on?"
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