Chapter 221 Minamikawa Keiko's Turmoil

Inside the underground laboratory of the University of Tokyo.

Fang Zuo was shocked when he saw Zhou Yuanyan’s face turned pale.

Looking at him, it seems like he hasn't had any rest since returning from the cruise.

All other instruments in the laboratory were moved to other alloy rooms, and this separate room was dedicated to analyzing the blood of the daughter of the First God.

A drop of blood seemed to be boiling, tumbling constantly and floating in the glass container.

The instrument continuously emits various rays of light to scan the drop of blood.

"It has failed many times and is still being analyzed." Zhou Yuanyan said, "Sure enough, current technology cannot keep up with the blood of high-level creatures. To decode the gene lock, we need to order more chips for calculation, so that the analysis and calculation can be completed before it can protect itself."

As soon as he finished speaking, his blood suddenly fluctuated strangely.

With a 'bang', the glassware shattered.

"Failed again." Zhou Yuanyan sighed.

Fang Zuo stretched out his hand and caught the drop of blood.

Divine mind exploration.

There is a strong incense power in the blood, and there are also some complicated rune patterns in the blood.

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What are these rune patterns? Fang Zuo concentrated his mind and wanted to investigate carefully, but as soon as his mind touched the runes, the drop of blood immediately decomposed and dissipated into a trace of blood energy.

The so-called gods and holy spirits that were killed in the past were all spirits mixed with the power of incense.

They all gave up their physical bodies and relied on the power of incense to become higher-level beings.

This was Fang Zuo's first contact with this kind of flesh and blood.

But why are there those obscure runes in this blood? Are they innate, or were they drawn and sealed by the First God?

If it is the latter, then the realm of these beginner gods is somewhat terrifying.

Fang Zuo thought he couldn't do it.

Transformation and creation are inherently much more difficult than destruction.

"Isn't it a little hard to understand?" Zhou Yuanyan said, "Finally I've seen some other religious systems, some higher-level things. It's hard to say what these runes do."

"Is it to protect the gene chain, to assist evolution, or to increase lifespan?"

"Except for particle objects like souls and incense, which are difficult to analyze with current technology, I have analyzed and calculated the genes of almost all super-powered creatures in existence."

"I got some from the demon tribe, birdmen from the West, witches from Southeast Asia, and even a vampire. Without exception, they are all products of evolution."

"In other words?" Fang Zuo frowned.

"That is to say, according to current technology, these are all carbon-based organisms, but they have taken different paths in evolution." Zhou Yuanyan said, "And, without exception, they all have genetic locks, and you and I have them too."

"Is there such a thing? Why didn't I feel it?" Fang Zuo was stunned.

My own body is so familiar to me, how could there be such a thing?

"When you were building your foundation and entering the golden elixir stage, your gene lock was already shattered. As for your current realm," Zhou Yuanyan said unhappily, "To be frank, you have long surpassed the level of carbon-based organisms and entered the world of particles. In other words, you are no longer human."

"You are not a human being, and your whole family is not a human being." Fang Zuo cursed

"It's useless for you to scold me, this is the fact." Zhou Yuanyan said enviously: "I really thought that you are not at the level of a human, what a pity."

"So you must get this daughter of the first god." Fang Zuo looked at the pile of utensils and instruments in the corner of the laboratory.

It seems that I have failed many times.

"Alas," Zhou Yuanyan sighed and continued, "If the daughter of the first god completes the genetic analysis, she will know a lot of ancient secrets. At least she will know whether these gods are human or not?"

"In other words, are they carbon-based people, or are they from Earth?"

"Where is she now?" Fang Zuo looked around.

"Follow me." Zhou Yuanyan led Fang Zuo deeper into the laboratory.

Outside a one-way glass window, Fang Zuo and Zhou Yuanyan looked through the glass at an empty living room.

The walls of the room are covered with various metal shielding instruments.

The room is fully equipped with electrical appliances and living facilities.

"She stayed in the bedroom and didn't leave the room." Zhou Yuanyan said.

As he was talking, the bedroom door opened and Fatia came out. After looking towards the window, she sat on the sofa.

Her long white hair had darkened slightly, and she was wearing a pink tank top and jeans, a typical American look.

What surprised Fang Zuo the most was that his height suddenly grew to nearly 1.9 meters, with long arms and legs, but his body shape did not change much.

You have to know that when I first saw her on the cruise ship, she was only 1.5 meters tall, petite, but now she has grown 30 centimeters taller.

She looks more like an eight-foot-tall girl.

"What's going on? He grew so much taller overnight?" Fang Zuo asked Zhou Yuanyan.

"At present, I have only found that her hair color and height often change, sometimes taller and sometimes shorter." Zhou Yuanyan said: "It seems that she has no control over it. When I asked her, she seemed to have lost her memory and could not remember anything."

"Now we can only place her in a room with various band blockers. There must be a lot of forces looking for her."

After Fatia walked out of the room, she was lying on the sofa bored, and curiously opened the bag of snacks prepared in the room.

After tasting them all, I ate the potato chips and various snacks in the room, and kept watching the TV series I was interested in on my iPad.

From this perspective, she looks no different from any other girl of her age.

"Perhaps, from self-evolution to religious evolution, and then to technological evolution, we can find some clues from this person." Zhou Yuanyan said: "Although the gene lock has not been analyzed yet, I always feel that this person's age and life span are far beyond our comparison."

"I'm leaving first. Notify me of any results. Leave some of the blood you collect for me next time." Fang Zuo glanced at the girl and left the laboratory.

Fang Zuo strolled in the University of Tokyo and slowly walked towards the school gate.

The drop of blood just now also gave him some clues.

Perhaps these first gods were not as simple as he imagined.

Looking at the incense he had plundered and accumulated over the past few days, he was able to pass through the incense barrier and stay in the Shinto kingdom for a while longer.

What realm is the first god of the Japanese Kingdom of God in? What level of existence is he?

Fang Zuo was thinking.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." Suddenly a charming voice called out to Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo looked back and saw Nanchuan Jingzi jogging towards him.

Keiko Minamikawa was running in her little leather shoes, her little face full of joy. She didn't expect to meet him here again.

By the time he ran in front of Fang Zuo, he was already out of breath, his chest heaving violently, and he could not even speak complete words.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Zuo was stunned and looked up and down at Nanchuan Jingzi.

In the past, she was always seen wearing a host's dress or an office lady's uniform.

They all have various exquisite, beautiful or dignified makeup.

But today he is dressed like a student from the University of Tokyo.

A white shirt, a dark blue uniform jacket, a dark blue student skirt and black leather shoes.

The socks are also dark blue, the same color as the uniform.

"Does it look good?" Nanchuan Jingzi keenly caught the surprise in Fang Zuo's eyes, smiled triumphantly, and turned around.

The skirt fluttered, revealing a pair of slender, white and smooth legs.

The whole person looks much younger and youthful.

"Not bad." Fang Zuo nodded.

"I'm filming here, and I'm a female college student in the play." Keiko Minamikawa said with a smile.

"Good luck then." Fang Zuo said with a smile, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Nanchuan Jingzi looked at Fang Zuo who had already turned and left, watching his figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

He didn't care about the students who were looking at him, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.

If I miss this encounter, I don’t know when the next one will be.

Sometimes, two people may never meet each other in their lifetime even if they live in the same small town.

Not to mention a city as big as Tokyo.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." Nanchuan Jingzi chased after him and stopped in front of Fang Zuo: "Did you receive the message I sent you?"

When Minamikawa Keiko asked this question, she hoped to get a negative answer from Fang Zuo.

For example, she had told herself that she hadn’t seen it, when she had repeatedly checked the message to see if there was a reply.

Maybe the man was busy and didn't see the message, or he didn't have this habit.

But it's just my own imagination after all.

"Received it. Read it." The man admitted completely.

"Then why didn't you reply to my message? You just wanted to have dinner with me and asked me to thank Fang Zuojun for helping you so many times." Nanchuan Jingzi asked unwillingly, "Does Fang Zuojun hate me so much?"

"Not really." Fang Zuo shook his head.

Minamikawa Keiko felt a little better: "Why?"

"No reason." Fang Zuo didn't intend to explain. He walked around Nanchuan Jingzi and prepared to leave again.

Suddenly, his arm went limp and was then grabbed.

Nanchuan Jingzi blushed and hugged Fang Zuo's arms tightly with both hands.

A pair of soft breasts can be clearly felt through the thin bra line in the white shirt.

Fang Zuo turned his head and frowned.

"If you don't explain clearly, I don't want you to leave." Nanchuan Jingzi said seriously: "Fang Zuojun, I don't believe you don't understand what I mean. I...I like you."

The little face was extremely serious.

"I am an adult, an older woman even, and I know what I am doing." Minamikawa Jingzi glanced at Fang Zuo who was frowning, mustered up her courage, and looked him in the eye bravely.

"I also know that I am beautiful, and there are too many men in Japan who want to get me. Maybe you think I am bragging, but this is also true."

"I know even more that you are the only one in my heart. I sent you many text messages, but you didn't reply to any of them."

"Every night, I was confused, cried, and even felt inferior. Am I that ugly? Am I that disgusting?"

"Is it so difficult to have a meal with me and get in touch with me?" Minamikawa Keiko said with some grievance, her big eyes were watery and her eye sockets were slightly red.

"Ms. Jingzi, I think you misunderstood. I am not an ordinary person." Fang Zuo slowly pulled out his arm.

"I know!" Nanchuan Jingzi did not continue to hold Fang Zuo, and nodded: "After going through all these things, I certainly know that Fang Zuojun is not an ordinary person, but what does it matter?"

"No, you don't." Fang Zuo said, "I'm not an 'ordinary' person."

"Is there a difference?" Nanchuan Jingzi was suddenly stunned after saying this: "Fang Zuojun, do you mean that you are not a human?"

"What? Are you scared?" Fang Zuo suddenly smiled lightly, took a step forward, slowly moved his face closer to Nanchuan Jingzi, then stretched out his hand and stroked Nanchuan Jingzi's delicate face with the back of his hand.

The sudden skin contact made Minamikawa Keiko tremble all over. Her little face turned red instantly, and her mind went blank. She couldn't remember how to answer.

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She thought about how she had fantasized about this man's hands caressing and kneading her during those nights and days when she first met Fang Zuo.

Then I freed myself in these fantasies again and again.

Although she now understood that it was because she had been infected by the witchcraft of the evil god, the feeling was so profound that she could never forget it.

Fang Zuo's hand turned over, and the back of Mosuo's hand became a palm, and then he touched Nanchuan Jingzi's face, earlobes, and neck.

The rough lines on the man's palm touched Minamikawa Keiko's delicate and smooth skin, giving her a deeper feeling. She suddenly returned to those unforgettable days. Her body trembled and she vomited a little in a short moment.

In an instant, her legs went limp, her eyes welled up with tears, and she grasped Fang Zuo's arms tightly with both hands before she was able to stand firmly.

"What if I'm really not a human?" Fang Zuo said lightly.

There was no emotion in this sentence, but the words made Minamikawa Keiko, who was full of lust, sober up instantly.

It was like being poured with a basin of cold water from top to bottom.

Could it be that the man in front of her was not really a human? After being exposed to the news for so many years, she knew that there were many terrifying things in this world.

Some of the supernatural things she encountered these times made her feel even more frightened.

"Look, your so-called love is just love, it's vulnerable." Fang Zuo patted Nanchuan Jingzi's face with his big hand and said, "So, forget about this kind of love, otherwise you will be the one who is sad."

"Go back, find an ordinary man to date, get married, and have children." Fang Zuo turned and left, waving his hand: "I can't give you what you want. Forgetting me is your best choice."

Looking at Fang Zuo's slowly receding back, Nanchuan Jingzi suddenly felt a little distraught, as if she had lost something very important.

Have you forgotten him?

Is it really possible? Although the man has not replied to her messages these days, having his mobile phone number is Minamikawa Keiko's greatest wish.

Now when I suddenly think of forgetting him, the whole world, the sunshine, the air, the cosmetics, the clothes, all seem dull.

"Ms. Minamikawa Keiko, you are here. The director has been looking for you. The filming is about to start." A female assistant came over anxiously. Seeing Minamikawa Keiko standing there motionless, she patted her shoulder in surprise: "Ms. Minamikawa Keiko? Are you okay?"

"Ms. Keiko Minamikawa?" The female assistant patted her several times before Keiko Minamikawa came back to her senses.

"Tell the director that I'm not feeling well. My role for today ends here." Minamikawa Keiko ignored the confused female assistant and hurriedly ran out following Fang Zuo's route.

After running to the school gate, I kept looking around, but there was no trace of the man at all.

Keiko Minamikawa took out her cell phone and dialed Fang Zuo's number, but no one answered.

I called again, but the call was still disconnected.

Keiko Minamikawa stood blankly at the gate of Tokyo University, thought for a long time, and got into a taxi.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu said goodbye to Abe Nojaku and returned to his office building with the tired-looking Shiraishi Mei.

"Pay attention to collecting international news about our prime minister for me in the past few days, from all countries." After giving instructions to the assistant, Shiraishi Nagiko said, "Also, I will be visiting several voting centers in the next few days. The route will be the same as before, and the campaign and advertising will remain the same."

"Hi!" the entire team of assistants shouted in unison.

After Shiraishi Nagimitsu finished giving his instructions and was about to enter his office, he heard a shout from the distant corridor.

"Nagiri!!!"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and saw Minamikawa Keiko, who was wearing a college student uniform, jogging towards her.

"Why, you are dressed like a girl next door today, you don't look like an advertising queen at all. Keiko, are you filming a TV series?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu teased as she looked at Minamikawa Keiko who was running over in a hurry.

But Minamikawa Keiko did not respond as usual, but just stood in front of Shiraishi Nagimitsu, panting and motionless.

He remained silent, looking gloomy.

Seeing that her eyes were slightly red and there were faint traces of tears on her eyes and face, Shiraishi Nagimitsu knew something had happened and hurriedly pulled Minamikawa Keiko to his office.

He glared at Mei Shiraishi, who was leaning forward with her ears perked up, ready to eat the melon, and kicked her out of the office.

Ignoring Mei Shiraishi's protesting expression, he closed the office door.

"What's wrong? Keiko." said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"What if the person you like is not a human?" Minamikawa Keiko looked sad and raised her little head which had been lowered.

Ask Shiraishi Nagimitsu directly about the problems you encountered.

"Not human? What does not human mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't react for a moment.

"It's not human. If the person you like can't marry you, have children with you, and grow old together with you," Minamikawa Keiko continued, "he can't even do many things that couples can do. What would you do?"

"That's a difficult question, Keiko. It depends on how much you like him." Shiraishi Nagi shook her head. "I can't answer you. Everyone has different needs and contributions. There is no standard answer."

"I can only tell you that, for me, everyone will die. The most important thing is to have had it, not to have it forever."

"Perhaps every moment of first meeting is not because of love, or even liking, but I am sure and feel that feelings will sublimate." Shiraishi Nagiko said slowly: "My man, I am willing to give everything for him."

"It may sound a bit hypocritical, but if these things you are thinking about happened to me, I wouldn't care at all."

"I can leave behind my ambition, my family, and even my life, as long as he takes me with him."

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Xiaowu from Ginza Six in Ginza, Tokyo, stared at the white couple warily.

The eyes circulate qi and blood.

During the Qigong exercise, the couple's bodies were glowing with golden light and deathly aura.

Ever since his master asked him to protect a woman named Reina Morisawa, he has been very satisfied with this job.

The money given was high enough and the time was free, allowing him to have more time to comprehend the martial arts.

"This is the woman that Master Fang has his eyes on. You must protect her well." Zhang Benhe said, "You two brothers don't need to know who Master Fang is, but you must do well with the things that he cares about. There must not be any mistakes."

Xiaowu recalled what his master said.

He was very cautious every time he talked about Master Fang.

Although he still doesn't know Master Fang's identity, he understands that the person who can make his master cautious must be the best person in the world.

"Pay attention to that white couple, there's something wrong." Xiaowu said.

The white-haired old man next to him was stunned, nodded, and slowly followed the white couple.

At first, the five of them were not very convinced by the bodyguards hired by the lady.

With five of them, do we need to hire additional bodyguards?

but.

After witnessing the various professional methods of this man named Xiaowu and several "friendly" confrontations, they were completely convinced of this Chinese man.

"Excuse me, where is the bathroom?" asked Rena Morisawa.

"Hello, ma'am, please follow me." The salesgirl enthusiastically led Morisawa Rena and Miyagi Mukaiko towards the inner room.

This beautiful and coquettish woman and her long-legged and sexy companion almost swept away the entire counter's sales for a month.

The salesgirl wished the two of them could stay a little longer, even for five minutes.

Xiaowu frowned and was about to follow.

"I'm sorry, sir. This is the VIP room for female members of our counter. Men are not allowed to enter." A salesgirl stopped Xiaowu.

Xiao Wu nodded, stood at the entrance of the inner room, closed his eyes and tried to smell the unusual smell.

Reina Morisawa walked into the bathroom, took out her lipstick and slowly touched up her makeup in front of the dressing mirror.

"How is it, are you happy?" Rena Morisawa asked with a smile.

"I'm so happy." Miyagi Xiangzi said from the bottom of her heart.

It turns out that the satisfaction from shopping is so strong.

The moment you see that these things belong to you, it no longer matters whether they are useful or not, or whether they look good or not. What matters is that they belong to you.

"Looking at you, it seems like you haven't gone shopping in a while." Rena Morisawa looked at her face from various angles with satisfaction as she looked at Keiko.

"Yeah." Miyagi Xiangzi paused, then quickly added, "I'm usually busy with work, and then I got addicted to gambling, so I haven't gone shopping for a long time."

"Just change slowly. You haven't gambled for a long time." Morisawa Reina smiled and looked at Miyagi Muko who was also putting on makeup: "You quit quickly!"

Miyagi Mukoko was too guilty to say anything and pretended to be conscientiously putting on makeup.

But I seldom put on makeup in the ancient country of Izumo, and the more I put on, the worse I looked.

"Oh, how come your makeup skills have regressed? You were the one who taught me how to put on makeup before." Morisawa Reina walked over, picked up her own makeup, held up Miyagi Muko's face, and carefully and patiently touched up her makeup: "Why, isn't it a rule for flight attendants to wear makeup?"

"I haven't put on makeup in a long time, so my hands are a little rusty." Miyagi Xiangzi said guiltily.

Seeing this woman approaching her and carefully and meticulously touching up her makeup, Miyagi Xiangzi felt a complex emotion spread in her heart.

If he wanted to kill her, he would have had many opportunities these days.

For example, now.

With just a slight thought from him, this beautiful and charming woman would turn into a pile of bones, leaving only a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a wave behind Rena Morisawa.

A pistol with a silencer stretched out from the invisible air.

(End of this chapter)