Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 236: Old Friends Meet and Plot with Blood (I)
"I should be the one asking you this, right?" Lu Mingfei adjusted the audio channel in front of her in front of Yuan Zhisheng. When she connected to Kassel College, the screen showed that the link was interrupted. "Less than half an hour after the mission started, I found that Professor Schneider could not be contacted."
She had actually discovered this problem a long time ago, but had kept silent until now when she felt a chill in her palm. This was a signal left for her by Xiyue. Now she had to buy five minutes for Xiyue. The abnormality of the Lenin made her believe that there was definitely something wrong in this ancient dragon city, and Yuan Zhisheng must know something.
"The problem with the transoceanic link is not something I can control." Yuan Zhisheng frowned and tapped a button on the console. "Kaguya, report the situation. What's wrong with the link to the academy?"
"This is Princess Kaguya. The solar storm has interfered with our wireless communications. I'm trying to restore it." A cute baby voice came from the console. It sounded a bit like Maaya Sakamoto. The slightly mechanical ending tone indicated that it was indeed a supercomputer, and it felt similar to Norma.
"Did you hear that? This is none of my business." Yuan Zhisheng looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes.
"Okay, Mr. Turtle, I have to call Professor Schneider to confirm the situation. He is the commander-in-chief of this operation. He has the final say on whether to drop the bomb or not. I'm sorry that I can't let your order directly command my teammates." Lu Mingfei raised the phone in his hand, "If I can't contact the professor, then I will wait a little longer until all the data here is sent back and I get a positive reply."
"You don't trust us."
"No, I don't know what other people's attitudes are, but I have to tread on thin ice and do everything according to the rules. This is my duty here. You know, right? My boyfriend is in the diving team. If something happens to him, I might have to commit suicide with him." Lu Mingfei threw out a reason that sounded impeccable. When a girl said that she was in love and would die for her boyfriend, even if aliens were coming to destroy the world and the button to launch a nuclear bomb was in her hand, she had the right to say that my boyfriend was on the alien battleship and she just wouldn't press this button.
What can you do at this time? Either you shoot this girl in the head for justice and fire the nuclear bomb. Or you just watch her act willfully and then you all get screwed. Unreasonable women are the most difficult species in the world.
However, Lu Mingfei didn't seem to be unreasonable, although her attitude was so tough that she drew her sword. Yuan Zhisheng thought that this was her style. Lu Mingfei had the least information among the Cassel trio, and her resume was often full of praise, saying that she was the only designated S-level beautiful girl, and there were few other records. In Yuan Zhisheng's opinion, she might be a character who was very good at hiding herself, unlike Chu Zihang and Caesar who were sharp and sharp. The only girl in the team might be the most ferocious madman. The person Angers valued would not be an innocent little white rabbit.
"I can wait for you, but we can't wait forever. During this time, I will keep an eye on the situation on the seabed. If things change, I will have to carry out the blasting mission in advance. If you still want to stop me at that time, I will draw my sword." Yuan Zhisheng held the Spider Cut at his waist and used his thumb to push out a corner of the blade.
"10 minutes. If there is no news within 10 minutes, I will allow you to drop the bomb." Lu Mingfei left the central control room holding the phone, leaving only Yuan Zhisheng's back. The phone screen showed that the call was in progress, but the target was not Professor Schneider.
"Hello? Teacher Daye, come and chat with me for five minutes!"
"Aren't you on a mission in Japan? How come you still have time to call me!"
You have to do the whole show after all. Since you said you would make a phone call, you should do it to the end. It's a good opportunity to ask about this ancient underwater city. When it comes to knowledge of dragon history, no one in Kassel is better than Xia Mi.
Xiyue untied the hook that hung her on the safety line. She stood on the top of the Trieste, listening to the familiar yet unfamiliar call. She could hear the cry of the Lenin, which was a mixture of pain and joy, just like a person who thought he was going to die saw the love of his life in despair.
The commissioners in Kassel got one thing wrong. The Lenin did come to ask for help, but not to the Trieste. Even though they had not seen each other for many years, their blood was still connected. It was Xiyue's arrival that made the Lenin struggle with all its might, just to be able to get closer to her.
"Don't be afraid... Sister, I'm coming."
Xiyue released Mingzhao, left the Trieste, and swam towards the wreckage of the Lenin.
This huge ship completely wrapped in flesh was constantly fighting with the blood vessels extending from the ancient city, like the wrestling of two giants, stirring the sea water frantically, and a large amount of dust that was rolled up was like smoke that took a long time to dissipate.
Both Xiyue and the Trieste could see that the Lenin's resistance was fading. The ancient city was sucking the exquisite juice frantically. The tumors and blood vessels seemed to know that the Lenin's will to resist could never be erased, so they planned to eat it up completely at that moment. The greedy plunder caused the blood vessels to swell almost to twice their original thickness, and thus the power to restrain the Lenin became stronger. The flesh surface of the Lenin cracked, and the blood as sticky as syrup fell in the sea, and some even floated onto the hull of the Lenin.
Xiyue was like a mermaid in the water, reaching the side of the Lenin, floating close to the hull, and flesh-red tentacles stretched out from all the portholes to attack her, they felt the same delicious bloodline as the Lenin. When these tentacles were about to touch Xiyue's body, they suddenly broke into pieces, and the high-speed flow of seawater rejected the resistance, comparable to a sharp blade cutting steel, constantly protecting Xiyue's surroundings, she easily broke open the broken porthole and entered the Lenin.
The erosion inside the hull is more severe than the outside. It is no longer recognizable from its original appearance. The walls, floors, and ceilings are covered with dark red tumors like barnacles growing everywhere. Walking here is like being in the primitive jungle of hell. Xiyue has to cut off everything along the way and break through the walls to move forward.
The voice in her mind guided her direction. This was her first time boarding the ship in person, but she knew the way clearly. She passed the lower cabin, the cafeteria, the dormitory, the storage area... the engine room... the further back she went, the darker the view became. In the end, even the surrounding sea water turned completely blood-red. Xiyue turned on the deep-diving flashlight she brought with her. During this time, she was even pulled into the ceiling and strangled to death by two particularly strong flesh buds. These ghost things could suddenly grow out from anywhere around at any time.
Finally she arrived at the watertight cabin. Behind the heavy door were hundreds of tons of seawater, which was almost impossible to open under the heavy pressure. However, Xiyue just pressed her hand on the watertight door, and the seawater around her turned into a mythical sharp blade, piercing around the watertight door efficiently. After a full circle of piercing, the door was forcibly pushed into the room, and the voice that had been calling her immediately reached the top .
"Xiyue!"
The huge skeleton was half submerged in the sea water. It was the skeleton of a giant dragon. It looked like it had been dead for a long time, but a strange-shaped mass of flesh had grown on the chest of the dragon skeleton, beating like a living heart. A large number of thin blood vessels extended from the mass of flesh like meridians. Not long after Xiyue opened the door, they had already grown rapidly along the wall next to the watertight door to the outside.
The blood of the Lenin is not only that of the ancient city, but also of its own. The tug-of-war between the two sides has been going on for 20 years since the sinking of the Lenin. If it had not been blocked by this door, perhaps the situation of the Lenin today would not be so bad.
Reunion after a long separation should have been a comforting scene, but Xiyue was just standing in front of the cabin door. Not long ago, she was full of expectations and felt that things had not yet reached the worst point, but now her fingers drooped, and the diving flashlight sank into the water and got stuck on a certain device, the bright spotlight shone upwards on the egg that could no longer be called Chaochao.
Asashio is deader than dead. Those illusions that she is still alive and will ask for help are nothing but some kind of stubborn last wish. Twenty years are enough to drain everything out of her. The noble first generation is no longer there, and she can never recover to her original appearance. What is left here is just an embryo whose growth has been interrupted. She cannot grow up, but will only regress, because everything she has was taken away by that damn thing buried in the ancient city, including her bloodline, ideas, memories, or deep love.
Xiyue laughed, and then she started crying, and then she started to scream silently. The sea was shaking violently, but it could not share her sadness. Her beautiful face was filled with unprecedented resentment and venom. If we had the ending, we might have been prepared, but not everything can end properly. The most hateful thing in the world is to have hope, but after opening it, we see the deepest despair.
"How sad! A king who is so high up in the sky is nothing more than a sad sacrifice in front of something more noble. But even a dead king has infinite value, don't you think, Njord?"
Xiyue looked up suddenly, and she saw the seawater in front of her surging and piling up, forming a huge mirror, which was so deep that it covered the entire watertight compartment. The blood-colored foam rolled over and covered the mirror surface, like a boiling hot pot, it gradually calmed down, and finally became a completely smooth water surface, only the faint ripples told of its extraordinaryness. The edge of the mirror was engraved with mysterious words, which were dragon characters that modern humans had never discovered. Those dragon characters represented a hymn. Xiyue seemed to be able to hear the shouts of thousands of heroes, as if thousands of troops were marching across the wasteland to the battlefield, they were calling the same name in unison, and their spears were pointing far ahead.
Odin! Odin! Odin!
Thunder and flames gushed out from the mirror, the sea water around Xiyue vaporized in an instant, white high-temperature mist filled the watertight compartment, and golden electric light wrapped in flames wandered in every breath of air. Behind the scenes, the high-pitched neighing of war horses could be heard faintly, accompanied by the clattering sound of horses' hooves. Gungnir pierced through the space between illusion and reality, dragging its long golden tail like a meteor and piercing towards Xiyue's chest.
The sea water shook violently, the entire ruins trembled, the seabed cracked, and huge fissures spread in all directions along four paths, revealing not golden lava, but countless pulsating blood vessels, spewing out scarlet water mist. The dragon blood flowing in the ground of the ruins diffused out, and slender living creatures crawled out from the cracks in the ground. They had long snake tails and human bodies. They were all glowing with metallic luster, and their pupils were a hideous golden color.
Chu Zihang and Caesar witnessed an incredible scene. They only saw the monsters crawling out, and everything around them suddenly fell into darkness, including the light on the monsters. It was not the pure, invisible darkness that was caused by the loss of the searchlight, but it was as if everything in the world was deprived of its due color. Even if they looked at their fingers or each other's faces, they would only see mottled black and white like an old photo.
That is the ultimate meaning of death, not only life, but even matter itself is completely killed. The black threads spread from the Lenin to all directions of the sea like thin snakes, but because it has lost its color, no one can see the overflowing breath of death. They will only feel suddenly out of breath, as if someone is strangling their necks.
Chu Zihang suddenly sat down, holding his head with his hands, he had a splitting headache. Under the black sky, a violent wind was raging and rain was pouring. The leaves that blocked the road signs were blown away by the wind, revealing Highway 0. The Maybach was running wildly on the elevated road, splashing water as high as a person. The man was steering with ease. The girl was hiding aside timidly and pretending to sleep, secretly watching the boy's indifferent expression, and humming Daily Growing softly on the CD player.
It seemed like a beautiful picture, but it came to an abrupt end in the end. A man as big as a mountain stood in front of the Maybach with his spear held high. The warhorse under him was sending lightning bolts flying with every breath. The shiny armor seemed to be covered with a layer of silver light that would never fade. The spear named Gungnir was thrown out easily, and the world fell apart as if it had faded, shattering in his heart.
"O...Ding!" Chu Zihang squeezed out two words from between his teeth. He had never met him and could not see what happened in the Lenin, but he knew he was there. It was an irreconcilable hatred and the longest day in the life of a fifteen-year-old boy. He had been chasing him for so many years and thought that they would never meet again. But in a submersible ten thousand meters in the deep sea, in a place unknown to the world, he saw the familiar breath again.
