Chapter 266: You, a high school student, are not taking the college entrance examination and are going to save the world?
It was noon and the weather was getting hotter and hotter.
Uesugi Yue stood in front of the mirror, combed his hair into a youthful look, and changed into a handsome suit.
The white stubble had been shaved off, and he straightened the collar of his plain white shirt and tied a black tie.
His body was straight, his back was straight, his face was solemn, and his eyes were calm.
If the students from the University of Tokyo who often come to take care of business see him at this moment, they will never mistake him for the Chef Yue who has been selling ramen at the back gate of the school for decades, but rather the CEO of a listed group.
Uesugi Yue looked at the unfamiliar self in the mirror, and his thoughts seemed to go back to more than seventy years ago.
At that time, he was still the young and handsome leader of the Eight Clans of Sheqi, a top-notch playboy who enjoyed playing around in the world and wandering among the beauties.
In the blink of an eye, the peddlers and hawkers have been working hard day and night, waiting for the god of death to knock on the door.
This suit was a custom-made dress he had prepared for the day he left Japan for France.
But plans never keep up with changes, and today this outfit came in handy after all.
He turned back to the bedroom, dug out a dusty suitcase from the corner, threw the dust sheet aside, dragged the suitcase and walked out without looking back.
When we arrived at the agreed location, a black Bentley had been waiting there for a long time.
The car window was rolled down, and Ange was still wearing the same white suit.
Pulling his glasses down slightly, he looked at the old man in a suit approaching with a smile on his face and said jokingly:
"You don't look like you're going to war, but rather on a business trip overseas."
Uesugi Yue threw the heavy suitcase into the back seat and sat in the passenger seat. The solemnity he had just shown in the mirror when he was admiring himself had faded away, and he said nonchalantly:
"My main job is a ramen chef, and my part-time job is a community church volunteer. If I am invited to go overseas to help you cover the cost, what else can I do but go on a business trip?"
Ange smiled when he heard this.
In fact, he didn't expect to pull Uesugi Yue to the sea at the beginning. After all, the other party only agreed to take action when the situation was out of control.
But the night before he visited Takamagahara, a traitor appeared in Kassel Academy. The appearance of Fujiwara Nobunosuke, the wolf with a child face, cast a big question mark on the success of Uesugi Yue's plan to kill gods.
He was a little worried that something might happen at sea when the old man Ange was diving in the submersible, such as the nuclear bomb going down before the people came up, or the floating platform at sea sinking into the sea before the submersible surfaced.
To be on the safe side, he decided to go and watch.
It was not because he was worried that the monster Ange would die in the sea, but because he wanted to protect his great son.
Buried in the Divine Burial Ground were not only the White King embryos, but also a bunch of dragon-blood monsters.
The life or death of the Eight Snake Clans had nothing to do with him. If Ange was buried at the bottom of the sea, he would attend the funeral and mourn deeply, but Zhisheng alone could not die there.
As for the young girls...
After the attack, the secret prison, Takamagahara Nightclub, was exposed. Minamoto no longer hid it and directly dispatched dozens of fully armed law enforcement officers to guard the vicinity. He also handed over the command to Ryoma Kaoru, who was not working in the Japanese branch.
Takamagahara Nightclub is not far from Genji Heavy Industries, so if someone really wants to attack, support can arrive at any time.
But the situation is different at sea. Once the submersible breaks into the embryo's self-protection area and infringes upon the majesty of God, the war between the hybrids and the dragons will officially begin and it will be a fight to the death!
"Remember to remind me to pay the travel expenses when the time comes." Angé knew that Uesugi Yue didn't want to have too much contact with the people of the Snake Eight Families, so he didn't lead him in the direction of Genji Heavy Industries.
Their destination was Pier No. 4 of Tokyo Port, where the modified Moniah was parked. It would officially set off for the Japan Trench in the afternoon.
"Don't worry, I will." Uesugi Yue leaned back in his chair and said calmly:
"If you can come back alive."
…
"Hey, Lu Mingfei, where have you been? The college entrance examination is today!"
"Hey, why didn't you bring any news back? Do you want to repeat the grade and become my junior?"
"Lu Mingfei, the college entrance examination is coming soon. Where are you? Chen Wenwen even went to your uncle's house to look for you. Are you touched?"
In the afternoon, the sun sets.
Lu Mingfei and Eri walked out of Tokyo Dome Amusement Park, both of them had a look of being unsatisfied.
While Eri was in the bathroom, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that today was not only a great day to slay the dragon, but also the most important moment for Chinese students - the college entrance examination.
In his previous life, he always complained about the Japanese animations where high school students always saved the world, but he never thought that he would become that high school student now.
It’s a pity that I’m not an art student and I didn’t take the college entrance examination.
I took out my cell phone, logged into my old QQ account, and a bunch of messages popped up.
The first to be affected was Su Xiaoqiang. After she was informed that she was safe on Children's Day last time, the little angel sent her many messages again, but she didn't receive a single reply. Her subsequent messages showed that she was visibly unhappy.
That's right. I disappeared for such a long time without explaining anything clearly to her, and her reply was so irrelevant. It was really irritating to read it.
After thinking about it, he edited a message to explain what he was doing recently:
"People are on Earth, busy saving the world."
Message sent, no reply.
At this point in time, the math exam had just started not long ago over in the sea. Su Xiaoqiang was usually very generous when it came to treating others and paying the bills. Mathematics was his strong point, so even if he wanted to hand in the paper early, it would not be possible for him to do so quickly.
Exit the chat interface and glance at other messages.
He ignored the class group, private chats with strangers such as Chen Wenwen's class teacher Lu Mingze, and messages from everyone at Kassel College, and opened the StarCraft channel group.
The first and second top players in the channel disappeared, and the group was much quieter than usual.
It just so happened that the group was discussing whether he and Lao Tang had gone to Myanmar offline. Seeing that the discussion was getting more and more intense, and that they were about to become parts sold overseas, he quickly came forward to dispel the rumor:
"Old Tang and I are living well. I've been busy with exams lately and have no time to go online. Old Tang is hooked up with a rich woman and is too busy to play games every day."
As soon as this news came out, it shocked the entire channel.
A flood of question marks filled the screen.
Most of the people on the Interstellar Channel are young and middle-aged people who are struggling in society. Only a small number of them are paying attention to how Lu Mingfei went online during the college entrance examination period, and most of them are paying attention to the fact that Old Tang is hooked up with a rich woman.
"Mingming, this is about Old Tang's reputation, you can't talk nonsense, Old Tang is a tough guy, he won't eat free food.
Quick! Tell me you are lying to us! You are kidding us!!!"
"Old Tang is hooking up with a rich woman? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Old Tang is so foolish. How could he fall for the temptation of money when he is so young and has both hands and feet?"
"I heard that those older rich ladies like to use steel wool and toilet brushes. Tell Old Tang to be more careful and not to damage his body."
"Does that rich woman have other girlfriends? I'm also pretty good at StarCraft. I'm the third best player in the channel!"
One’s own failure is terrible, but the success of group members is even more heartbreaking.
Does becoming the best on the channel mean that rich women will chase after you?
Faced with the urgent questions from the group members, Lu Mingfei was also in a dilemma and could only sigh and reply:
"The rich woman who fell in love with him is in her early twenties, with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs. She is very wealthy and is involved in the oil business in North America. She said she likes simple and honest people like Old Tang."
As the message was sent, group members swiped the screen even faster, their envy, jealousy and hatred almost bursting out of the phone screens.
Lu Mingfei laughed unscrupulously, but did not continue to provoke the poor group members. Eiry had already come out and was looking at him curiously.
"What's wrong? Why are you laughing so happily?" Eri came over. She could read Chinese characters, but the content in the chat group was a bit inappropriate for children. Lu Mingfei quickly put away his phone:
"It's okay, I was just joking with Old Tang."
At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds and it was gray. It would probably rain soon.
"It's almost time to leave for Yokohama."
He held Eri's hand and walked towards the parking lot.
Chinatsu Aoki's concert will start in more than an hour. If they set out now, they will be able to catch it in time even if there is a traffic jam along the way.
Eiry looked back at the Ferris wheel in the Dome Amusement Park, a hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes, but she still followed Lu Mingfei obediently.
After getting the concert ticket from Chinatsu Aoki, she also learned about this beautiful idol who is very popular among the youth group. She can sing all kinds of pop music with ease. The last time she held a concert was in the nearby Tokyo Dome.
In the dream, it seemed that my little brother had held a concert at Tokyo Dome, and more than once.
Unfortunately, he hasn't made his debut in real life yet.
And he's a kabuki actor, not a rock singer.
The black Mercedes-Benz sped along the Metropolitan Expressway Wangan Line and soon entered the Tokyo Bay Expressway, heading towards Yokohama, the capital of Kanagawa Prefecture.
There were a lot more vehicles on the road than expected. I could see many young men and women with stickers on their faces and wearing cheering uniforms. Chinatsu Aoki's songs were playing in their cars, and their faces were full of excitement and joy.
Who in the family would understand? The idol we promoted who loves drinking and is lazy is finally going to have a concert again!
…
On the other side, Pier 4 of Tokyo Port.
Except for Fuma Kotaro who was in charge of the headquarters, the five heads of the eight Snake families who could be dispatched all arrived at the scene and expressed their sincere gratitude to Caesar, Cheng Shuangfan and Angé who were about to dive.
Caesar and Ange's attitudes were relatively normal, but Cheng Shuangfan had a cold face, like an emotionless task machine.
Yuan Zhisheng also heard that Cheng Shuangfan was a well-known S-level executive in the secret party. It would not be a problem for him to be ranked in the top 20 of the best executives in Kassel Academy in the future.
However, it is said that he does not like Japan very much, but I didn't expect that he would be willing to lend a helping hand at this critical moment.
After a brief greeting, the three heads of the family, Inuyama He, Miyamoto Shio and Minamoto Chisei, boarded the Moniach, which had already been disguised. They were one of the on-site commanders of this god-killing plan.
Originally, the head of the Fuma family planned to go there in person, but the head of the Inuyama family finally had the opportunity to fight alongside his teacher and let Ange see his growth over the years, so how could he let it go.
Inuyama He is already eighty-five years old this year, and he has to consider whether this may be his only chance in his life.
It is his duty to restore the glory of the Inuyama family!
The Moniah, disguised as a scientific research vessel, sailed towards the high seas, which is Japan's exclusive economic zone. In order to prevent others from accidentally entering, the Snake Eight Family specifically applied for a twelve-hour waterway control.
During this period of time, no ships will pass through this sea area.
The Meteorological Bureau also has their people. Tonight's weather forecast shows that there will be eight-level gales and two-meter-high waves in the target sea area, and fishermen who go out to sea are advised to return as soon as possible.
So, when they left the port, a large number of fishing boats returned to the port on the sea.
Ange, Inuyama Ka, Miyamoto Shio and others went to the captain's room to reconfirm the next arrangements.
Yuan Zhisheng, Caesar and Cheng Shuangfan stood on the deck of the Moniah, leaning on the railing and looking at the sea view of the setting sun and the fishing boats returning to the shore.
"I'm sorry about what happened before."
The wind blew his young hair, and he suddenly spoke.
Caesar arrived at the Rock Flow Research Institute yesterday to begin the diving rehearsal. Yuan Zhisheng was busy with other things at the time and did not disturb Caesar.
Caesar's golden hair was blown by the sea breeze, and it looked like a layer of golden gauze under the afterglow. He turned his head, and his sea-blue eyes quietly looked at Yuan Zhisheng. After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up:
"I accept your apology."
In fact, until now, his impression of the Eight Snake Clans is still not very good, and he thinks that all Japanese mixed-race people are crazy.
But Yuan Zhisheng's experience was really miserable. He was shrouded in huge lies from beginning to end. To be honest, it might be even worse than his.
Both of them are young masters and future heirs to the family.
Caesar's position was set in stone and irreplaceable, and the old men in the family let him go his own way, at most doing some tricks behind his back, but rarely openly disobeying his wishes.
Although Yuan Zhisheng clearly had a destined bloodline, he was unable to ascend to the position of patriarch. Even if he did, he would only be a scapegoat.
Now Yuan Zhisheng has thought it through and will no longer carry the burden for that ridiculous family justice. The light of justice has returned to his eyes, so Caesar is willing to accept his apology.
Communication between men is so simple. Once they like each other and misunderstandings are resolved, they will make peace again.
Yuan Zhisheng smiled, took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed the lighter to Caesar.
Caesar took out his Cohiba cigar, cut it elegantly and lit it, then handed the lighter and an unopened cigar to Cheng Shuangfan who was silent beside him.
"Want one?"
Looking at the cigar handed to him, Cheng Shuangfan's eyes moved slightly. After saying thank you, he reached out to take it, opened it and lit it skillfully.
Caesar is an old smoker. One look at his action shows that he is also a cigar lover. He squinted at Yuan Zhisheng:
“See, I told you that real men should smoke cigars, so don’t smoke women’s cigarettes like this anymore.
Where is the cigar I gave you earlier? Have you finished it? If you finish it, I'll give you some more. You have to learn to adapt. "
He spoke in a very advanced manner and Yuan Zhisheng didn't want to pay any attention to him. Just as he was about to change the subject and talk about some precautions, he suddenly felt someone watching him from behind.
Already on guard against Herzog's hidden tricks, he looked back immediately and saw an old man in black standing on the second floor, facing this side. He had a pair of sunglasses on his nose, so he couldn't see his eyes clearly.
"What's wrong?" Caesar was startled by his movement. He looked in the direction he was looking and found that it was an expert that the principal had found from somewhere, who said that he was a veteran like him.
The other party's name was unknown. He did not communicate with anyone after boarding the ship and stayed in his room without coming out.
If the principal had not said that this person was absolutely trustworthy and worthy of entrusting one's life to, I'm afraid the heads of the Eight Sheqi Families would have already had opinions.
The war is approaching, and bringing people with opaque information on board could lead to the failure of the plan if something unexpected happens. Only Angers can make them give in.
Yuan Zhisheng was not sure who this person was. He felt that he was just an ordinary old man who liked to be a little mysterious. Perhaps he was used to being alone and didn't like the noise of crowds.
Now that he is willing to show up, it is probably because he has finally left the noisy port and come out to get some fresh air.
With a slight nod as a greeting, Yuan Zhisheng turned around and wanted to continue the previous topic, but found that the blond nobleman had already leaped towards the fishing boat that passed by the Moniah, waving money to buy the other party's catch.
Taking a deep breath and burning out his cigarette, Yuan Zhisheng told himself to stay calm. No matter how sudden his ideas were, the little yellow-haired boy could not be as good as that hooded bandit.
He took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth. He put his hand in his trouser pocket and paused for a moment.
Where's my lighter?
(End of this chapter)
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