The Fifth Player Never Gives Up

After transmigrating, Yuan Li, a top-ranked hunter, acquired a "Identity V" gacha System called Xiao Wu.

And so...

# Heard there's a mafia boss who gets very well protected, and it's incredibly hard to break into the building where he lives?

Yuan Li raised a hand, aimed perfectly with a mirror, and brought the blade down twice in a flash, striding in as if no one were there.

Easy.

Yuan Li: Elegantly wipes blade.jpg

# Heard there's someone in a famous mafia who loves throwing lemon bombs?

Yuan Li smiled and tossed bomb after bomb, laying down a carpet of red and yellow.

Yuan Li: Want to try my super-duper endless chain of explosions?

# Heard one of the big brothers in the Demon Slayer Corps is going to die a particularly brutal death?

Yuan Li pulled an all-nighter to prepare a custom coffin for the big brother.

And so the big brother, who should have been dead, came back to life holding a bouquet of flowers and looking utterly confused.

# Heard two police officers from the bomb disposal unit are going to die in an explosion?

Yuan Li smiled and pulled out an Old God club.

There's no bomb clamp or fog blade (not really) that an Old God can't deal with in one swing. If one swing doesn't do it, use two.

But that aside...

Can somebody tell him:

Why does his boss look so much like a certain gold-tier skin from "Identity V"?

Why does “Teacher” turn into another gold-tier skin just by changing clothes?

Why does a certain blond, dark-skinned person in the allied organization look so familiar, like a certain skin?

I don't watch anime. Please help me figure this out, I'm desperate!

No worries.

As an excellent young man from China, Yuan Li decides to take things as they come.

" The protagonist is a lunatic (who plays "Identity V" without going crazy? doge)

" Pairing undecided, we'll see how things develop

" A fic born of wild imagination. Please forgive the OOC (looking pitiful)

" Logic is dead. The whole point is to have fun

Premise: Core Socialist Values