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Orange soda bubbled and the backstreets were bustling with people, making the noise drowsy.
At this time, Eri came out with a beige short windbreaker and tight jeans hanging on her hands.
After taking a bath, she put another little yellow duck on her head. There were still water marks on her fair skin, and her hazy eyes like red nebulas sparkled under the light.
The frosted glass door of the bathroom behind the girl was open, and hot air floated out like the wind, turning into a mist. Eri was behind the mist, vaguely visible.
The light shines through the hazy fog, like a veil draped over a frameless oil painting, and the people in the painting seem to come alive.
Lu Mingfei took a sip of soda and looked over. The edge of Eri's figure was also a soft, blurred silhouette, hazy with tiny lights.
Although it was so close, Lu Mingfei felt as if he was back in a dream from which he could not wake up.
Looking at it this way, Lu Mingfei really had the illusion that he was in another world. The girl in front of him, who was only wearing a bathrobe, was so beautiful that she looked like a perfectly measured creation. Even the shadows on her collarbone and cheeks were so vivid.
Eiry waved her hands to disperse the mist in front of her, and tilted her head to look at Lu Mingfei who was staring at her.
Eiry had a naturally adorable temperament, and her eyes at this moment were innocent and passionate, so much so that Lu Mingfei didn't even dare to look her in the eye.
"Change your clothes, I'll take you home." Lu Mingfei stood up, picked up his suitcase and walked out of the room. Eriyi tapped the table with her fingers in response.
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Ying, dressed in a black trench coat and high-heeled boots, met Lu Mingfei and Eri at the back street exit of the hotel. After opening the door, the black, steel-like, high-powered Hummer SUV stopped in front of them. Ying took the suitcase from Lu Mingfei and threw it into the trunk, then threw the cage containing the turtle on the passenger seat. After both of them sat down and fastened their seat belts, the SUV roared out of the alley and merged into the rolling traffic of the evening rush hour against the crowd.
In less than ten minutes they were completely stuck in the rolling traffic. Tokyo's evening rush hour was no more empty than that of BJ, and was even more crowded. All kinds of office workers who had to support their families and young people who were on the rise in their careers were silently trapped in their own steel barriers and drowned in the bright and busy elevated roads.
During this period of time, all private cars, off-road vehicles and large trucks had to drive slowly. There was probably a traffic accident not far ahead. Lines of fire trucks were speeding forward and shrieking, and they flashed past the emergency lane. This aggravated the traffic jam and caused many drivers to jump out of their cars and stand by the guardrail, pointing ahead.
"It's the same everywhere in this city at times like this," Sakura explained, especially since their destination was the center of Shinjuku, the most prosperous area in all of Tokyo. There were no side roads for them to pass through, and even if there were, they would have been packed with cars of all sizes that were trying to take a detour like them.
"Thank you so much, Miss Ying." Lu Mingfei smiled. He was not an impatient person unless it was something urgent. On the contrary, many people thought that Mr. Chairman was too slow in doing things. Besides, he had to send Eri home today. It would take at least a week or two for her to go out again. In this case, Lu Mingfei wanted to stay with her for a while.
"It's my honor to serve you." Ying smiled. Her narrow but not sharp eyes looked at Lu Mingfei and Eri through the rearview mirror. "But Mr. Masamune has been very anxious these past two days. He is very worried about Miss Eri's health."
The relationship between Sakura and Eri is not that good. In formal occasions, she usually calls the young master's sister "Head of the Uesugi family", while in informal occasions, Sakura will call her "Ms. Eri".
"Eri's body is fine. Mr. Masamune is indeed a good father." Lu Mingfei said with emotion. There was not much change in his tone when he said this, but there was really not much emotion in it, as if he was talking about a dead person.
Ying glanced at Lu Mingfei in surprise, but it was so fleeting that Lu Mingfei didn't even notice it.
Of course, Eri would not worry about traffic jams. Before Lu Mingfei came to Japan, the girl had very few opportunities to go out. Even if she could occasionally go out on official business with Gen Chisei, she was not allowed to leave his side. This colorful city slowly retreated as the Hummer moved forward, and those dazzling and even dizzying lights were reflected in Eri's eyes. It was hard to tell whether her expression was lonely or happy, but she did not let go of Lu Mingfei's hand along the way.
She suddenly scratched Lu Mingfei's palm.
“I like the world right now.”
Eri wrote a note for Lu Mingfei to read. She leaned on the man's shoulder, her eyes lowered, quiet and beautiful. She was indeed not a child who was good at hiding her true feelings. No matter where Lu Mingfei took her, the expression on her face was full of hope.
Lu Mingfei also tickled her palm and whispered in Hui Liyi's ear: "I also like this world with Hui Liyi."
Eri looked up; their faces were very close, so close that Lu Mingfei could even count the girl's slightly trembling eyelashes, smell her delicate and fragrant breath, and see the mist that was almost overflowing from her ignorant eyes.
"Before I left, my brother told me that a long time ago, if a man liked a girl, he would write a letter to that girl and write a poem in the letter." Eri wrote on the paper quickly, and Lu Mingfei touched her little head: "I can also write a poem for Eri."
"Then can you write it now?" Eri blinked her eyes, her fair skin now flushed slightly, as if illuminated by the fire. Or perhaps she already felt that she was being illuminated by the fire.
Lu Mingfei looked up at Ying who was driving seriously in the driver's seat, and thought that it was really embarrassing to recite poetry at this time. But he still nodded.
Love poems happen to be Boss Lu’s strong point.
Chapter 182 Fallen Leaves (1)
"...
Happiness has always been a lie, but we know that freedom and tranquility are somewhere in this world.
That hopeful destiny,
I, a weary slave, have long wanted to embark on a long journey.
The end of the sea of sky is my destination, where we will record our shared joys and sorrows. "
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The following schedule was indeed dull and tedious. The efficiency of the Rock Flow Research Institute was definitely far superior to that of Watt Alheim, but after staying with them for a long time, I felt that being with the people in the Equipment Department was more pleasant both physically and mentally.
The Japanese's rigor and meticulousness were magnified in the members of the Sheqi Eight Families, the core of the mixed-race society. The head of the Miyamoto family would even assign homework to Chu Zihang's group after their daily routine studies.
Fortunately, although Boss Lu and Master Gattuso are not good students, Chu Zihang's meticulous attitude in doing things is enough to make the most traditional Japanese doubt their lives.
"This reminds me of the group experiments I did when I was in high school. I was usually not the one responsible for writing the lab reports." Caesar nodded seriously and opened the lid of the steamer in the middle of the stove in front of him. Steam rose up and the delicious smell and fragrance filled his face.
Lu Mingfei held the metal box of the seven deadly sins and waxed and oiled it, wiping it until it was shiny. The legendary swords hummed and made low roars in the box. It was obvious that they had never been treated like this before, but they really didn't dare to throw a tantrum in front of this gentleman.
"I have done lab reports before, but honestly, I think my major in college is more towards the liberal arts, so it's not my fault that I can't master this kind of science and engineering content," he said.
The operation of underwater robots and underwater manned platforms, as well as the Alchemical Magic Gear theory course every afternoon are all taught by Miyamoto Shio himself. The former is fine, as Caesar and Lu Mingfei are both experts in driving vehicles. They are proficient in driving everything from the three-wheeled motorcycles in a small rural town in China to the world's best mass-produced sports car, the Bugatti Veyron, to ships like the Moniach that have been modified by the Equipment Department, and submersibles like the Trieste that have been equipped with nuclear bombs.
When Lu Mingfei first accepted the Nibelungen Project, he had enough willpower. Sometimes during the transformation process, he felt that he had one foot in the gate of hell. He thought about calling a halt and quitting, but he still persisted. It was not necessarily because he wanted to shoulder the responsibility, but perhaps because he could no longer stand his incompetent self.
But after the transformation was completed, when the school directors came excitedly to observe their newly created super hybrid, the future No. 1 in the dragon-slaying battlefield, they found that the effect was far from what they had expected.
Even though Boss Lu's physical fitness and reaction ability have improved significantly after accepting the Nibelungen Plan, he is at best a barely decent A-level and may not even be able to beat Caesar Chu Zihang.
Everything in the academy is the property of the secret party, but Angers invested a lot of money in Lu Mingfei but did not see the expected results. The medical department and the equipment department, led by the vice president, discussed for a week but still could not figure out where the problem lies. They were discouraged and wondered if the awakening of his bloodline needed more training, so they sent him to various parts of the world to carry out missions.
In just half a year, Boss Lu completed more tasks than Chu Zihang completed in three years. In the process, he not only learned to control pain and fight with others, but also learned to drive military helicopters, tanks and snowmobiles. He is an ultimate all-round player.
As for Caesar Gattuso, before he was 20 years old, he had already experienced all the activities that others would never be able to experience in their lifetime. Extreme sports and super racing were no big deal for him. The only thing he had to do was to ask NASA to invest in it and let the Americans build him a single-person spacecraft to send him into space.
The learning project that really made them feel embarrassed was actually the Alchemical Magic Gear Theory Course. This course was also available in the academy, but it was only an elective and the score accounted for a low proportion. This was because under the influence of tutor Flamel and the Gaotinggen family, the secret party had long been in an academic and ideological atmosphere of "Ah, the Alchemical Matrix is useful, but the Magic Gear is rubbish."
The secret party really began to take an interest in this branch of alchemical machinery that had been eliminated by the Western hybrid society as early as the Middle Ages. It was after the Three Gorges Kuimen Project that the Bronze City demonstrated to the academy the power and versatility of the alchemical magic gears.
Fortunately, Chu Zihang is not only a humanoid self-propelled examination machine, but also a humanoid self-propelled experimental report machine. He studied Magic Gear in the academy. Although he was a little confused at first after coming to Japan, he quickly adapted to the learning progress. In order to cope with the absurd credit system of the academy, Lu Mingfei and Caesar had to spend a long time copying Chu Zihang's ridiculous experimental reports and papers every night after returning to the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo.
The three of them sat around the stove table, and as the steam rose they all felt a little hungry.
The hotel's kitchen prepared Arctic cod flown in from Greenland and fresh wagyu beef from Hokkaido for the guests. There were two huge red crabs on a plate next to them and fish soup in a pot with the lid opened in front of them.
It was a wild red sea bream. When stewing the fish soup, Caesar added lard, ginger slices and coriander according to Lu Mingfei's suggestion. After it boiled, he took out the ginger slices and coriander and threw in bamboo shoots and green plums again. After more than an hour, the fish soup became snow-white and fragrant.
Then Caesar was about to use his Dick Tudo to clean the two steamed crabs, but Lu Mingfei said in horror, "Brother, have you ever used this knife to cut Deadpool?"
The expression on Caesar's face changed again and again. Obviously, he didn't expect Xiaolu to ask this question. Finally, he said, "I clean it every day."
Lu Mingfei said that we should use the tools provided by the hotel. It would be a bit too manly to use the knife that had been used to cut Deadpool to cook food. Chu Zihang also said that it was not a difficult time yet. Maybe we could use Dick Tudo when surviving in the wilderness in the future. Now we should return to normal human society.
Caesar immediately followed the advice and used the knife provided by the kitchen to open the crab shell, remove the crab legs, and neatly arrange the snow-white crab meat on the small mountain of ice in the bowls and dishes next to him.
Seeing this, Chu Zihang began to grind the wasabi very skillfully. While doing so, he still looked quite serious. Even the angle of the wasabi remained unchanged from beginning to end. He was indeed a man who handled everything to the level of a machine.
"Would you like to drink some wine?" Caesar shook the whiskey bottle beside him. Lu Mingfei waved his hand: "Forget it. I want to drink some soup to warm my stomach."
"Strong liquor is also the best choice for warming the stomach." Caesar sighed. Chu Zihang pushed his glass forward, signaling the distinguished Master Gattuso to fill it for him.
Although the relationship is heating up rapidly now, the killer embryo and the noble young man are still strong competitors. A repressed person like Chu Zihang will naturally not let go if he can cause trouble for Caesar.
Sure enough, Caesar's face immediately turned as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
Lu Mingfei poured himself a bowl of fish soup, held the porcelain bowl in his hands and let out a sigh of praise. "It smells delicious," he said.
The temperature in Tokyo in August should actually be quite high, but because it was raining heavily not long ago, the temperature dropped to a rare 20 degrees. Now you won’t feel too hot even if you put on a suit over your shirt.
Drinking a bowl of fish soup when the cool breeze blows at night is so comfortable that you want to moan.
"I asked Yuan Zhisheng for you during the day. The Kanto branch members who caused trouble last time and were beaten into the hospital by you have not been discharged yet. Akechi Asuya's skull was smashed by you. I heard that the medical department of the Snake Eight families has used 3D printing technology to make a new one for him." Chu Zihang took a sip of wine and said to Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei nodded. He was checking a carbide card that the Indian girl named Kriska had poured out of the envelope that Caesar had given him. There was nothing else in it. "I plan to visit them tomorrow or in a day or two," he said.
Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, but Caesar had already slammed Dick on the table.
"Go and silence them!" Young Master Gattuso's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Hearing this, Senior Brother Sha Pei also pulled out the black long knife from his tennis bag. The scabbard was simple but seemed to be hiding a strong smell of blood.
Lu Mingfei looked at the two guys in front of him with some fear: "Murder them?!"
"Isn't it?" Caesar wondered.
"No! Of course not! I just want to understand something." Lu Mingfei said. He looked at Caesar and Chu Zihang solemnly and said seriously, "I suggest that you go find Teacher Masashi Toyama after returning to the academy."
Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other, put away their weapons, and the atmosphere became silent. Then, Chu Zihang took the initiative to talk to Caesar about swordsmanship.
Lu Mingfei wanted to join the conversation, but he lowered his head and looked at the card in his hand again. He couldn't tell what it was made of, probably some new alloy, with a black circular pattern carved on it using hot-plating techniques. In mysticism, that thing is called the Sun Wheel, and it doesn't have much practical meaning.
In the past two days, he also contacted Christina at the college through video, but both sides tacitly did not talk about this matter.
If Krista wanted to pass on a message that could not be spread under the surveillance of the college, then the best choice was to pass on the message through a trustworthy person who would never put pressure on her by the school board. Obviously, Caesar was the best candidate. It was a miracle that Caesar's moral standards did not turn into a peerless bastard like his father Pompey under the careful cultivation of the Gattuso family.
In this case, it would be best for Lu Mingfei not to try to bring up any topic related to the Sun Wheel during the video call being monitored by Norma.
But Krista's identity is very special. She has been with Boar Neo for a long time, and from Boar Neo's attitude towards her, it seems that he has more awe and respect for her than the feelings of a brother to a sister. Boar Neo is one of Herzog's collaborators, has a deep connection with the Far North, and receives a large amount of funds from his employer in the Far North every year.
Obviously, Scarlett is one of the few keys in Lu Mingfei's hand that can establish a connection with the organization behind the Far North.
"As far as I know, this pattern usually appears in European black magic books after the Middle Ages, usually representing sacrifice and acquisition. Similar things have never been found in Indian culture or Aztec culture." Caesar said to Lu Mingfei.
Kaguya can monitor the entire Japan, but this is obviously an exception, and the content of their conversation will not be known to anything except themselves. At least until this group shows the intention to betray the secret party or subvert the Snake Eight Clan.
Lu Mingfei raised his eyes, looking listless. He put the card away and said, "It's just a small souvenir. Krista said she was very grateful for my help."
"For a long time, Xia Mi would say something in a very sarcastic tone beside Mu Er," Chu Zihang said. He hesitated for a moment and then learned a passage in a shrill voice.
"'My dear Scarlett, I will come to see you often.'"
Lu Mingfei covered his face.
"By the way, senior brother, has anyone ever told you that you are really good at exposing people's shortcomings?" he said.
"I just think that you already have enough outstanding people of the opposite sex around you. You don't need to continue to have too much contact with Miss Krista." Chu Zihang spoke seriously. Caesar laughed and raised his glass to Lu Mingfei: "Cheers to our new era emperor!"
His original intention was probably that only the emperor of the East could legally own his own harem, but he felt a little lost after saying it.
Because when Caesar was young, the elders of the Gattuso family often told him that "Caesar will be the emperor of the future world."
Chu Zihang had ground the wasabi by then, and pushed the wasabi paste and a small dish of soy sauce in front of Lu Mingfei and Caesar respectively. Caesar picked up some crab meat with chopsticks, dipped it in soy sauce and wasabi paste, and put it into his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face.
"It's really a pleasure to eat crabs in such a pleasant time," he said affirmatively.
Lu Mingfei did the same thing. The fresh crabs were indeed tempting. He then asked, "I remember there will be a study group coming to Japan after us. Will Finkel be a member of that group?"
Brother Feigou has been living a very carefree life these days.
When Finkel learned that he was about to graduate from Kassel College as an exception and would soon be sent to Japan for an internship, he was gnawing on pork elbow in the Baroque-style Sunshine Canteen. Norma said that he would be the first student in the school's history to graduate without completing enough credits.
Afterwards, the Student Union and the News Department jointly raised funds to buy a rather luxurious outfit for their old friend Brother Baigou. According to Ling who had already returned to school, the outfit was "golden outside but rotten inside". If the princess, who had been immersed in honey since childhood, said that the outfit was gold and jade, then the outfit must be very valuable.