"Hurry, hurry, we're going to miss the train! Do you know how hard it is to get this ticket?"
A tall, burly young man repeatedly urged a man behind him who bore a striking resemblance to him.
"Brother... could you help me carry this? This tent is too heavy..."
"Hey, I'm so useless for trying to help you. I've been telling you to work out with me for ages."
The man in front turned back a few steps, picked up a large bundle, and led his younger brother quickly toward the high-speed rail station entrance.
"Bro... Bringing food is one thing, but why are we bringing such a thick tent?"
My younger brother, dragging a suitcase and carrying a backpack, asked, a little out of breath.
"Are you stupid? Where can you even book a hotel in Qiantang? It's better to bring a tent than not. You don't want to sleep on the streets, do you?"
"It can't be that bad, the Qiantang River is so big..."
"Don't be so naive! Look at the hotel bookings, they're all booked for next year, and prices have skyrocketed. It's so cold, if you can't find a suitable guesthouse, you'll freeze to death without a tent!"
As the high-speed train enters Jiangxi Province, the ethereal silhouette of the World Tree can be faintly seen in the sky.
It has been more than a year since that ceremony.
Qiantang has become one of the most famous cities in the world. Although the initial frenzy has subsided, people all over the world still flock to Qiantang.
As for housing prices, unfortunately, after the previously completed properties were snapped up, the government has stopped approving new property developments. If you want to buy a house in Qiantang, you can only choose the second-hand market, but very few people are selling them.
As early as six months ago, the flirtation between humans and demons had become an open secret.
The latter not only released those who had been possessed long ago, but also actively built good relationships with ordinary humans. Of course, in a defensive posture, most people are still wary of the demon race, but there are naturally many who have become close to the demons.
Even Wang Shenyu, the Dark Saint who was on the verge of death and whose life was sustained by the experts of the Immortal Mansion, had his life force replenished by the Demon King of Fear, who also made him a considerable compensation.
Although everyone knows this is a show, it at least demonstrates the attitude of the demon race.
Compared to other races, demons are the kind of beings who would love to be your friend, despite repeated "whitewashing" efforts online and in the media.
It describes the endless years of repentance of the demon race and the harsh living conditions in the banished space, playing the sympathy card to reduce people's fear and disgust for demons to a reasonable level.
Although reports indicate that this move has caused considerable dissatisfaction among the Angel race, it hasn't caused any major problems. Earth's data clearly states that the council had already discussed the return of the Abyss Demons to Earth, and the number of races explicitly opposing it is steadily decreasing. It's not like only the human race is doing this.
This trip to Qiantang by the two brothers was not simply for a "pilgrimage," but rather because they had an opportunity that others envied.
Because one of my best friends, with whom I've been traveling for over a year, turns out to be a great demon, and another equally close friend is, to make matters worse, a four-winged angel.
This original trio of gamers, who were always together, started bickering after their identities were revealed. However, their conflict was limited to verbal sparring, and they still ended up playing games together as a team.
This is truly a testament to a friendship that transcends centuries. Members of the Fifth Special Operations Group, whose noses are sharper than a dog's, found the two brothers immediately, suppressed the news before it could spread, and assigned them a difficult task.
He should do everything he can to bring these two special friends together, ideally so that all three can become friends in real life in a peaceful and harmonious way.
If you can do that, firstly, you two brothers will be Category 5 special agents from now on. Then, you can make any other requests you want, as long as they don't violate the principles. We can grant you one request. Even if you want to live in the City of the World Tree, that's fine too!
Depend on!
This can't be described as luck at all; it's like being a protagonist in an anime.
However, no human government should interfere with all of this. It must be done naturally and smoothly, creating a process in which both sides gradually reconcile and even become good friends.
So more than two months ago, the younger brother pulled his older brother into the group to play games together, and intentionally or unintentionally acted silly to ease the tension when the two sides started arguing.
It also facilitated a trial offline meeting, and to prevent the two sides from actually fighting, the location was set in Qiantang City.
Qiantang is now a high-security area, and no race would dare to start a major conflict here, otherwise it would be an open provocation against the entire human race.
Obviously, even if the angels had some dissatisfaction with humans, they wouldn't do such a thing. Moreover, compared to other races, their relationship with humans is relatively close.
The demon race is even less likely to strain relations with the human race; if you dare to do so, the six great demon kings will definitely drag you out and skin you alive.
This is the advantage of the information society. This information can be found on various forums and websites. And among the resourceful netizens, it's not just humans; some information isn't even available on Earth-wide websites.
The high-speed rail is getting faster and faster. From boarding to disembarking, it only took the two brothers an hour and a half to travel from Jinshi to Qiantang.
The bustling high-speed rail station was packed with people. The two people, dragging several large bags, stood there stunned for a while after getting off the train.
One of the station staff members is a girl with bunny ears!
She's not the kind of girl who wears hair clips; she's a genuinely cute bunny-eared girl whose ears twitch every now and then.
She was dressed in her work uniform, where she skillfully guided travelers to the various exits and distributed new maps of Qiantang City.
Many tourists who recently visited Qiantang for the first time stared blankly at the two brothers.
"Are you coming or not?! Don't block the way with all that luggage!"
"Let's go, let's go..."
Urged on by the passengers behind them, the two quickly started moving.
"As expected of Qiantang, they can even find live rabbit-eared girls..."
"Shh... I told you to learn more. That's a beast with sharp ears; it's actually in its true form!"
As if he had overheard the two brothers' conversation, the rabbit staff member turned around and glared at them.
"I can't take it anymore... I can't hold on!"
Both the older and younger brothers felt their hearts pounding faster. Dizzy, they went forward to get the new map, and then dizzy again, they left the station.
"Wenxin, why do you think E's beast would choose to work at the high-speed rail station?"
"Brother, you don't understand this, do you? Many fantasy species will try to obtain our human currency, which is used for shopping and game top-ups."
"Oh... I see. By the way, have your two friends arrived yet? Didn't we agree to meet all three of us at the same time to prevent a fight?"
"They should be here by now. I'll call Kuroko, and you call the King of Waltz."
Once outside the station, the two took out their phones to make calls, and soon they led the person in question to their location.
"Wenxin and Wenlong?"
A tall, dark-skinned man and a fair-skinned, handsome man arrived almost one after the other. After exchanging fiery stares, they asked the two brothers the same question.
...
A dozen minutes later, in the taxi that had been called, the older brother sat in the front passenger seat, while the younger brother sat in the middle behind him, with the two handsome men sitting on either side.
"Give me some face, at least say a few words to each other, greet each other, don't start fighting..."
The fair-skinned, handsome guy suddenly grinned and glanced at Wenxin and the tall, dark-skinned guy.
"No way, this isn't the place to hit anyone. It's just a greeting. I was even thinking of patting him on the shoulder."
As he spoke, he reached behind Wenxin's neck and patted the big black man's shoulder. Wenxin clearly felt the latter's body stiffen suddenly, probably startled as well.
"Look how strong he is, look at those muscles, you couldn't even pinch him, let me try~"
Before Wenxin and Heizi could react, the King of Waltz pinched and twisted Heizi's left cheek hard, making an exaggerated gesture.
"You little brat, let go!!!"
Hei Zi grabbed the hand that was pinching his face and pulled hard, but the latter wouldn't budge.
"Does this little bit hurt? You can't be that weak, can you?"
Hei Zi can't even speak properly.
"Okay...you...me too..."
"Snap~"
Suddenly, a large, dark hand grabbed the Waltz King's right cheek from behind, the force of which made Wenxin see his eyelids twitch violently several times.
"Hey...hey...this little bit won't hurt you, will it?"
"W-no, I only used half my strength, why is your mouth crooked?"
Then came a series of "creaking" sounds as the force increased dramatically.
"Is...is that so? What a coincidence...I only used 30% of my strength..."
Another "creak~~~"
Even the driver heard the sound and felt a chill run down his spine when he looked in the rearview mirror; the two faces were twisted beyond recognition.
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