Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 303: Night Food (I)
But now Caesar brought great news, and everyone gradually relaxed. Caesar was the most popular person in Takamagahara, and every guest knew him. Everyone liked his elegant demeanor and foreign sense of humor. His conversation always revealed a hint of classical elegance. It was obvious that he was not a playboy but a truly cultured person.
Many people speculated that Caesar might be a nobleman, but he didn't like the family marriage, so he secretly ran to the gigolo club to find his true love. The guests always believed Caesar's words, even more than the acting store manager Humpback Whale.
"The sound of God's awakening is truly awe-inspiring." Su Enxi stood next to Caesar and spoke to him in a very low voice.
"Is this also part of your plan?" Caesar asked.
"No, it was obviously an accident, otherwise I would have no reason to stand here and take refuge together." Su Enxi said.
This explanation is reasonable. There is no need for someone who always has full control behind the scenes to put himself in danger. The sudden tsunami alone could have taken Su Enxi's life. It seems that she did not lie.
It's a pity that Caesar didn't watch Chinese TV series, otherwise he would know that Yin Susu's last words to Zhang Wuji in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber were never to trust beautiful women. Zhang Wuji obviously didn't understand the truth, so he later met Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao, Yin Li, and Zhao Min, who he stayed with for the rest of his life. In short, every woman had deceived Zhang Wuji.
However, with Caesar's life experience, he may not care about being deceived by a beautiful woman. In his eyes, Su Enxi is just a little white rabbit, a civilian-level little white rabbit, who has no fighting power. Although he set up Takamagahara to trick the entire group in, it was just a businessman's trick. Now that the god has awakened, as a member of Takamagahara's gigolo, Caesar has the obligation to stand up and protect his loyal fans.
Su Enxi looked at a corner of the wine cabinet with her peripheral vision. It was pitch black, with nothing there. It was a place that the light from the phone could not reach. But Su Enxi knew that Jiude Mai was actually standing there. Mingzhao was an excellent assassin's word spirit. It was just a misty shadow in the sunlight, and it was even more impossible to detect in the dark.
Su Enxi happened to be the one who could keenly sense the existence of Mingzhao. Jiude Mai initially expressed disbelief at this, and thought that Su Enxi was special. However, later experience told Jiude Mai that Su Enxi did not see through Mingzhao but saw through herself, as if she had a radar antenna on her head that was attacking Jiude Mai. Even if Jiude Mai just appeared outside the hotel, Su Enxi would magically put down her notebook and put a glass of cold water on the slightly opened door frame waiting for Jiude Mai to take the bait, but unfortunately she never succeeded.
The Cassel team made peace with the Snake Eight Clan, and Mai Shude's mission was naturally lifted, and there was no need to continue to guard Eri. She had been active in Takamagahara these days, and no one could notice that there was actually one more person in the store. Only the disappearance of dinner in the kitchen proved Mai Shude's existence.
Even now, Caesar couldn't detect the location of Jude Mai through Kamaitachi. She had suppressed her heartbeat to an extremely low level, and her vital signs were almost like those of a cold-blooded animal. Her heartbeat was weak and the intervals were long. It was difficult for Caesar to realize that it was the heartbeat in the dark.
So Su Enxi certainly wouldn't be as scared as the other guests, she had the confidence to stand here, not to mention that she was the current boss lady of Takamagahara. The only problem was that with the external communication cut off, she couldn't remotely command her subordinates in the financial sector. Tokyo was devastated by natural disasters, and the stocks of major companies including the Snake Eight would fall. If they couldn't sell in time, they would suffer huge losses every second, which caused Su Enxi to be depressed and unable to vent.
"Don't worry. I'm here, and so are Chu Zihang and Finkel. They should also be your capable helpers. Aren't we all your gigolos? We have to work hard for the boss lady, otherwise no one will pay us." Caesar took out a cigar and lit it, trying to comfort Su Enxi's pale face in a very manly way.
Su Enxi was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, I am calculating how much I will lose here, do you think I am a little white rabbit asking for a hug? I don't like your type, if you change Chu Zihang to be the domineering president, maybe I can be moved for a moment!
But she couldn't get angry either. As Lu Mingfei's support nanny, Su Enxi knew long ago that Caesar was a conceited middle school student with a second-year syndrome. When a middle school student with a second-year syndrome pats his chest and says that he will protect you, even if you don't like him, there is no reason to slap that stupid face that thinks he is brilliant.
Chu Zihang pushed the door open and gestured to Caesar. Caesar said goodbye to Su Enxi and left the wine cellar with Chu Zihang, and the door closed behind them.
"The contact with Lu Mingfei has been cut off." Chu Zihang handed the walkie-talkie in his hand to Caesar.
There was a rustling intermittent noise coming from the intercom, which sounded like someone was using the intercom as a whetstone. Caesar listened carefully for a while and shook his head, meaning that he couldn't tell what the sound was, because the Word Spirit was a sickle weasel, and he had been very sensitive to all kinds of sounds since he was a child, and he could confirm which person in the symphony orchestra made a certain wrong syllable without the help of his eyes.
"There are at least fifty enemies wandering around in Takamagahara, and I don't know how many Deadpools there are, but there will be more. But I can't find Lu Mingfei and Eri's heartbeats, they are not with Xiyue." Caesar said, "Xiyue is on the second floor, and she is being entangled by Deadpool, but I think she will be fine with the fighting ability she has shown."
"It's unlikely that they have left Takama-ga-hara." Chu Zihang put away the walkie-talkie. He didn't understand his daughter's heart, but he certainly understood his girlfriend. Since Lu Mingfei had made an agreement with him, it was impossible for her to change the plan without any prior communication. The only explanation was that something unexpected happened and Chu Zihang was a little worried.
Caesar was just about to do his own analysis when the ancient and solemn dragon language suddenly flooded into his brain like a tide, giving him a splitting headache. That was the message brought back by the latest returning sickle-weasel. The dragon blood in his body allowed him to easily understand the meaning it carried .
"It's really... a simple and direct way of communication!" Caesar forced a smile while holding onto the pain. He reached out to hold onto the wall and clenched his teeth. The feeling of being hit by a large amount of dragon characters was like his soul being forced open and being poured into it with information comparable to that of a supercomputer. The language of the dragon clan was not concise, and a complex series of syllables might just mean something as simple as "Good morning, have you eaten?"
"What's wrong with you?" Chu Zihang supported the staggering Caesar.
"Xiyue was explaining the situation to me. She used the sickle-weasel group." Caesar took a deep breath and exchanged air. "She said that Lu Mingfei and Eri suddenly disappeared in front of her. They were only a few steps away from each other, but it was as if they evaporated into thin air."
"How is this possible?"
Chu Zihang was suddenly stunned. There were many whispers in the wine cellar behind him just a second ago, but now it was dead silent in an instant. The water flowing out of the corridor seemed to be exerted by some strange power and was completely still. The wall behind Caesar was covered with cobwebs and dust, as if no one had cleaned it for decades.
The sudden change gave him a sense of déjà vu. The invisible mark on his shoulder blade was aching slightly. Chu Zihang turned around abruptly and kicked open the iron door of the wine cellar. What responded to him was not the frightened guests , but the dance floor of Takama-ga-hara, a place that was very familiar to him. The rising stage in the middle was once the place where he and Caesar performed brother plays. Now the bright red curtain was withered, and the wooden boards were covered with holes of various sizes. The dust was probably half a finger thick.
"Did I travel through time?" Caesar couldn't believe his eyes. It was clear that Xiyue was bombarding him with the information transmitted by Longwen the previous second, and this second it turned into the rustling . His head suddenly felt better, but he felt that he might have been stunned by Xiyue.
Chu Zihang said nothing. The rain from the village swept away the puddles that were above his thighs, and it was like a stone being thrown into a dead silent lake. The strange thing was that not even a ripple appeared. Even though Chu Zihang and Caesar had already walked into the hall, the water under their feet seemed to be unaware of their presence and there was no ripple at all.
Everything around them looked like the scenery after Takamagahara closed down. It seemed that decades had passed in the blink of an eye while they were talking. What was even more frightening was that the layout of Takamagahara had also been completely changed, expanding several times out of thin air. There was no spiral staircase leading to the upper floors. Instead, all the walls of the hall were lined with closed doors. Each door was numbered from 101 to 518, which were the house numbers on the original floors of Takamagahara.
It was indeed a familiar place, because I would recall it every night before falling asleep, the Maybach on the viaduct, the rustling noise on the radio, the man wielding a blade and rushing straight to the god's head, and the girl pulling her sleeves and begging with tears on her face. Chu Zihang had been looking for this feeling for many years. In this world, he might be the person closest to the reality of the dragon race, because he had returned to the human world from this world of death, at the cost of his father's departure.
“No need to look for Lu Mingfei. You won’t find her.” Chu Zihang took off the safety of his pistol and hung two melon grenades on his waist. Although he didn’t know whether he would encounter a god or something else next, for the people of Kassel, firepower is a good partner.
"Can you at least explain the situation to me? You look like a murderer who knows everything, which makes me look like an ignorant little white rabbit. It's not good to be a little white rabbit." After a brief shock, Caesar accepted the current situation with his cigar in his mouth. If an ordinary person went to such a place, he would think he was in Inception and panic, but the young man would always remain calm. Even if the enemy's gun was pointed at his forehead, he would spit and wipe it off before feeling the moment the bullet pierced through him.
"This is Nibelung, the land of the dead." Chu Zihang's face was as gloomy as a rain cloud.
"Go on." Caesar suddenly became alert. This was big news.
He once attended the school board meeting to compete for candidates for the Nibelungen Project. Under the leadership of his family, this opportunity fell on his head, but he refused. Afterwards, Frost still asked Percy to give Caesar the information and discussion records of the meeting. From this, Caesar knew why Chu Zihang was valued by the school board. The school board knew that Chu Zihang had been to Nibelungen and might even be the only person in the world who came back alive.
As an opponent, Caesar had no way to ask Chu Zihang directly about this matter, but now Chu Zihang took the initiative to say it. On the one hand, this represented Chu Zihang's trust in Caesar, and on the other hand, Caesar also cared very much about his opponent's true past.
"I have been to Nibelungen with Lu Mingfei and returned from there, so I know this feeling very well. Nibelungen is a mirror world created by the dragons based on the real world. It will show things that exist in reality, but everything here is dead. There are no constraints such as physical laws. Everything is decided by the creator of this world."
"So now we have become puppets in this world?" Caesar imagined himself as a little puppet on the stage, with invisible shadows high above using invisible ropes to make him dance. It felt really terrible.
"Not really. The creator of Nibelungen can only manipulate things in this world. We are outsiders. No matter who it is, they can't directly affect us. The reason why Takama-ga-hara has become like this is simple. Someone wants to trap us. Lu Mingfei and Eri lost contact because they were swallowed by Nibelungen first. The radio waves of the walkie-talkie cannot cross the two worlds. The rustling sound means that the distance between us is actually very close." Chu Zihang said, "The most critical condition for the birth of Nibelungen is water. The tsunami seems to be a disaster that deceives people. The real purpose is to borrow a huge amount of sea water to give birth to the reflection world of Tokyo."
When saying these words, Chu Zihang couldn't help but think of Lu Mingfei. They used to write and draw together under the lights, sharing all kinds of bold speculations. When talking about excitement, Lu Mingfei's eyes seemed to be able to jump out of brilliance. She stood on a chair and danced to demonstrate her wild ideas to Chu Zihang, such as the science fiction delusion that the dragon race might be advanced alien life forms.
Chu Zihang secretly thanked her many times for getting on his car on that rainy night. If the painful secret is shared by only one person, perhaps the pain will really haunt him for life, but if there is another person to share it with, perhaps it is not an absolute bad thing. For example, Chu Zihang never thought that the Cinderella of Shilan Middle School would become his true girlfriend in the future.
"It should be the White King's Nibelungen, right? The awakening of God is of course accompanied by its return home, but I never thought that the so-called real Takama-ga-hara is actually the Nibelungen world created with the entire Tokyo area as a mirror. In this way, people who come to Tokyo are dancing with dragons every day."
After figuring out the current situation , Caesar felt more relaxed, even a little excited. He was an adventurous person who liked unknown things. Being brought to Nibelung was even a good thing for him. Chu Zihang was the first person to return from Nibelung. Now Caesar didn't mind being the second one, so that he and Chu Zihang would have more common topics to talk about. He could also write a book about his experiences and throw it on the table of the school directors arrogantly, saying that he didn't need their generosity at all, and he could go to the Land of the Dead to get it himself.
