There is a ramen shop called [Miqi] in Kita-ku, Osaka.

Professor Feng was holding a plate of takoyaki in his hand, and there were three large bowls of steaming soy sauce ramen on the square wooden table in front of him.

"To be honest, Japanese ramen... I didn't think it was delicious, but Mo Yun had never been there, so let's eat it together once." Feng Yuanzhou smiled understandingly.

"Thank you for your concern." Mo Yun sat among the professors, smelling the strong fragrance, and couldn't help but feel the illusion that he had participated in some kind of food TV series.

"In this way, eat ramen for lunch, we go to Crab Dole to eat Hokkaido crabs, and in the evening we go to the food stall to eat sashimi and fried skewers." Professor Huo has already started to arrange the menu for the afternoon and evening.

"Your arrangement is so perfect." Mo Yun felt that he had become accustomed to the fanatical pursuit of food by the two professors.

"Oh, the most tangled question every day is what to eat for the next meal." Professor Huo sighed habitually, "After solving the problem of eating, everything else is easy to say."

"This is indeed a bit reasonable." Feng Yuanzhou nodded, "By the way, where is Miki Imai?"

"She went back to deal with the victim's aftermath," Mo Yun said.

"Oh, she must be tired of Osaka's delicacies. When she sees her next time, she will ask her to recommend some." Professor Huo said indifferently.

At this time, Mo Yun noticed that the two professors had never seemed to have talked about investigations in front of him, and the topics were basically focused on "what to eat today" and "what to go to".

"Well, this ramen is pretty good to eat, it feels a bit like instant noodles with chicken soup flavor." Professor Huo commented while eating.

"It seems that there is a soup base made from chicken feet, chicken skin and chicken bones, and char squash, bonito, and sesame oil." Professor Feng's evaluation was more precise, and even explained the ingredients.

Mo Yun also took a few bites. Although he couldn't eat the raw materials, he felt that Professor Huo's description was quite accurate in terms of taste.

While eating noodles, he quietly called out his task panel.

Main mission: Hunting the Emperor

[Core mission 1: Kill the imperial family, Dagon.

Core Mission 2: Kill the Bishop-level culprit of the Dagon Secret Cult.

Core Mission 3: Destroy the Secret Cult and related forces, and completely destroy their conspiracy.]

In addition, today's daily tasks are updated again:

Ordinary task: Today I will practice for more than six hours. (You will not forget it by being diligent and being playful.)

Difficult task: Investigate the conspiracy planned by the Secret Cult of Dagon (Guanyin Club) and arrest key figures involved in the massacre of Osaka Branch cadres.

Nightmare Mission: Find and kill an enemy of the Secret Cult Priest level or directly find the hidden point of the Guanyin crowd in Osaka.

[The rewards for different levels of tasks are also different, please choose carefully.]

[Daily tasks updated after 0:00 every day.]

Mo Yun sighed indecisively. He could have completed at least six hours of ordinary tasks every day.

But after coming to Osaka, he was taken to taste Osaka food every day by the professor. He usually accompanied Miki Imai to investigate the hiding places of the Guanyin people. He basically had no free time to control.

As for difficult tasks and nightmare difficulty tasks, it is obvious that without the help of external forces, this is almost impossible to complete.

If it were in Jiangcheng, these secret sects would have nowhere to hide.

To a certain extent, Mo Yun also felt the huge gap between the two cities.

During his time in Jiangcheng, he had basically made Jiangcheng a solid piece and had no room for survival for the Secret Sect.

A large-scale surveillance system with a 24-hour cruise with a drone, basically no crime or conspiracy can hide.

But in Osaka, he felt like he was hitting into the dark forest - he couldn't understand the language here and was not familiar with the geographical location. The Osaka branch, which should have been controlling the situation, suffered heavy damage one after another.

If the investigation team had not arrived in Osaka in time and shocked the other party's bishop-level senior management, I'm afraid the city would have been completely in chaos now.

However, my gains during this period are also huge.

In just one day, he encountered a thrilling battle and also witnessed the attack methods and methods of the king-level strong men.

It is a very rare experience for him to experience the rare showdown of level five strong men on weekdays.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun raised his head and looked at Professor Feng who was sucking ramen opposite him: "Professor Feng, I would like to ask, what is the most obvious difference between a level five strongman and a level four? Is there a difference in the spiritual level?"

"Well, there are indeed obvious differences on the spiritual level." Feng Yuanzhou nodded, "However, I personally think that the most obvious gap between Level 5 and Level 4 should be reflected in the excavation of his own bloodline power."

"Please give me advice." Mo Yun said respectfully.

"For example, floating, this is the most easily recognized ability of level five strong men, but in fact it is not the most obvious difference. Some of the best in level four can also fly or glide out of thin air with their special bloodline talents." Feng Yuanzhou took another sip of ramen and said, "The king level is almost complete control of his own bloodline, perfectly controlling his own power, and also gaining some evolution in the spiritual field, gaining perception ability and thinking speed far beyond ordinary ancient blood people."

"Is the darkness he released by the bishop he met at Kansai Airport a spiritual influence?" Mo Yun thought about it.

"Yes, you can understand it as a dark field or a dark artistic conception. But in fact, it is just that the momentum released by the other party on the spiritual level is perceived by you." Feng Yuanzhou nodded, "The more sensitive the ancient blood man, the greater the pressure he feels. When you break through that level of boundary, you will feel that this is just a drizzle."

"So that's it." Mo Yun had an enlightenment in his heart, and some of the doubts about the state of freedom in his heart were completely answered.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered the senior brother of the sect he met a long time ago when he completed his mission in the camp world. Han Bing pointed to Yang Huayuan.

Yang Huayuan's realm seemed to be the realm of return, which is his current realm.

But when Yang Huayuan faced Li Wuqing who was about to break through, he forced the opponent to break through the realm of freedom. That is, after becoming a level five strong man, he took action and killed Li Wuqing in seconds.

That kind of strength, that kind of absolute confidence in oneself... Although it has not broken through the boundaries, it is much stronger than the ordinary ancient blood man who has broken through the boundaries.

"Then have you heard that there are any level 4 ancient blood people who can kill the king-level ancient blood people?" Mo Yun asked curiously when he thought of this.

"This..." Professor Feng was stunned for a moment, "I have never heard of it, but there should be very few people like this."

"Um."

Mo Yun nodded silently, but had already set a clear goal in his heart.

According to the strength of the real world, he must have the strength close to or exceed Yang Huayuan at the level four limit, that is, he can kill the fifth-level strongman!

As an investigator and a core investigator who enjoys sufficient resources, Mo Yun does not think he will be worse than anyone else!

After eating a few more bites of noodles, he seemed to feel something, and subconsciously looked at the street outside the window, with tourists coming.

Female students wearing school uniforms showing their white calves, young girls wearing denim shorts and black suspenders, couples walking by hand with their hands, and strange men standing on the corner of the street smoking... Osaka is indeed a food city and a tourist destination.

"Why did you seem to have seen that man standing on the corner of the street smoking once?"

Feng Yuanzhou, who was eating noodles next to him, noticed Mo Yun's gaze, raised his head and looked out the window, and said as if he was inadvertently.
Chapter completed!