Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 342: Blurred Darkness (Part 3)
Lu Mingfei put all the photos into her bag and continued walking along the elevated road with the suitcase. This elevated road runs through the second and third ring roads of the city, and several times passes by the few super high-rise buildings in the urban area. When it reaches this section, it will be blocked by the erected walls.
At regular intervals along the way, she would use her camera to take pictures of what she could see on and around the elevated road. She still remembered that when she entered the Odin elevated road on a rainy night, she was the first to discover the entrance. At that time, the entrance was hidden far away behind a willow tree, like a shy maid holding a pipa and half covering her face.
Now I think that was Odin's method of covering up the Nibelungen. The entrance to the Nibelungen was connected to the real world, but only the person Odin wanted to see could see it. The moment the willow tree passed through the field of vision, the world seen by the eyes was no longer the original world.
The willow tree is still there now. Standing here, one can still see workers taking a break from the construction site, enjoying the cool under the tree. Lu Mingfei wanted to recall more details, but it was not her who drove on this road that year. She was just a silly girl sitting in the back seat, full of thoughts. She didn't even think about looking around. The driver was Chu Tianjiao.
But judging from the restoration of this viaduct, Odin's Nibelung was reproduced based on the No. 10 viaduct. The world hidden in the shadows will not deviate from the reality it depicts. Perhaps at this moment Odin is staring coldly at this old friend on the viaduct in the crack of space.
What does Odin want? What on earth is there in me that he has coveted for so many years?
Lu Mingfei had a vague answer in her heart, but she couldn't confirm it. If she had to say what the most special thing in her life was, it was undoubtedly the existence of Lu Mingze. Was Odin staring at her because of Lu Mingze?
She punched the air around her. If possible, she really wanted to tear an entrance into the Nibelung right now. She didn't have much time to play hide-and-seek with Odin. Her senior brother might have become a member of Valhalla and would never recognize his girlfriend's face again.
At this time, a text message came in, which was a notification from the Meteorological Bureau that a new typhoon had formed on the Pacific Ocean and was moving towards the coast. It was expected to land within the next three days. Coastal residents were advised to take precautions.
Lu Mingfei opened her eyes wide and repeatedly confirmed the short message. She was a little bit unbelievable. This was too much of a coincidence. It was as if when she needed a pillow, the world sent her a presidential suite.
The landing of the typhoon will inevitably bring massive rainfall, and then the world of Odin Nibelung will open its door, just like that night many years ago. If Odin is timid, then Lu Mingfei will choose to pry open the shell of this turtle, no matter what method is used.
It really seems like a predetermined battle of destiny. When she comes, the typhoon comes too. It seems that Odin has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and she is also eager to try. The fateful night many years ago has not been resolved until today, and now new hatred has been added to the old one. So it’s better to settle both accounts together!
Odin, I'm ready, what about you?
As night fell, Nono finally arrived at the ancient monastery. Outside was a vast alfalfa field and in front of the gate stood ancient trees. Standing here, one always had the illusion of being out of the world, but the people in the monastery were by no means good people who hid themselves from the world.
This is the territory of the Gattuso family located in the suburbs of Rome. The last time Nono came here was because of Caesar's engagement. Her father Chen Hao went with her to meet the old guys from the Gattuso family. Those guys were like monsters living in modern society to some extent, relying on freezing technology and dragon blood to survive. When Nono thinks about it now, she still feels that when she was talking to them, she was as if she was on the set of Return of the Mummy.
She walked towards the black iron gate of the monastery. There were no guards around and she did not knock. The iron gate opened in front of her and the marble fountain sprinkled water lonely.
"Hello, Miss Chen." There was a man standing under the ancient tree in the courtyard. His greeting was indifferent, making it difficult to tell whether he was greeting you sincerely or just saying a simple polite remark.
Nuonuo stopped and looked at the man from a distance. She spent some time searching for this person's information in her mind, because the opportunities to meet him were not many. Compared with such face-to-face encounters, she had more hearsay about him.
She remembered that it was Patsy Cattuso, the loyal secretary of the Cattuso family, who was always by Caesar's side.
"Are you waiting for me here?" Nono asked. The location where Percy was standing was very clever. The ancient gnarled tree perfectly divided the courtyard into two parts. People coming in from the main gate could not see anyone under the tree, which meant that Percy had deliberately chosen this place to wait.
"When the Golden Iris Academy discovered that you were missing, a phone call was made to Gattuso's home. Although we don't know why you left there, we quickly found you through network surveillance in Italy. If you came to Italy, then the target would of course be Caesar." Percy said politely.
The Gattuso family has entered a state of war readiness. In this case, it is necessary to deploy surveillance in Italy and even Europe. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei flew directly to the Republic of Malta. If she had transferred flights on the way, once she landed in Europe, her whereabouts would be discovered by the Gattuso family.
"Where is Caesar? Ask him to come out and see me." Nono was very polite, as if she was already the real mistress of the Gattuso family. She often got along with Caesar in this way. She would not say "I want to see Caesar, I want to see Caesar", but "Caesar, you should come and see me". Caesar was very happy to accept Nono's words, because in his worldview, a gentleman should be the one who takes the initiative.
"Unfortunately, Caesar can't come out now. He is very busy." Percy said lightly.
Nono didn't want to continue talking to Percy. It was obvious that Percy was not on her side. Even when the student union was the busiest, Caesar would find time to contact her. He had never neglected his girlfriend because of work.
Then the answer is obvious. It is not that Caesar does not want to see Nono, but that he is under the control of others and cannot do it.
"Then I'll go see him." Nono said this and walked a few steps deeper into the courtyard. Percy followed her slowly, keeping a leisurely distance. Nono looked back at Percy and said, "Aren't you going to stop me?"
"Do you think that the reason I'm here is to stop you?" Percy smiled faintly, "No, you misunderstood. I'm here to greet you and take you to see Caesar."
Nono was stunned. She felt that she had skipped school at the Golden Iris Academy and rushed straight into the Gattuso family's territory. The Gattuso family should have shown some expression, after all, it was such a special time. But Percy's behavior gave Nono a strange feeling, as if the entire Gattuso family was waiting for her arrival, which was something they had prepared long ago.
Could it be a trap? Nuonuo thought, but even if it was a trap, she would go in anyway. She was not afraid of what the Gattuso family would do to her. If she died, Caesar would use the Desert Eagle to blow up the heads of Gattuso's family members one by one. She had to fulfill her promise with Lu Mingfei. Now she was the only one who could come to the Gattuso family, this dangerous place, to see what they were up to.
In the hall filled with sunlight, Pompeii stood quietly in front of a giant mural that occupied the entire wall. Odin, riding on an eight-legged horse, raised his spear high and threw it far away at the evil dragon in the sky. The dragon was covered with black scales, and human corpses were hung on its withered bony wings. The earth was torn apart in their war, and the people who died in this fierce battle piled up like a mountain.
That was the scene of the Ragnarok of the Gods. It was obvious that this mural was created in modern times. Unlike those historic sites with mottled marks, it was still brand new and the color of the paint seemed to have been just applied.
Percy pushed the door open and Nono walked in. Nono walked on the shiny marble floor and slowly approached the only empty chair in the hall, which was obviously prepared for her.
Percy left the hall silently, and Pompey turned around and sat in his seat. He was wearing a white robe, like an elder sage in an ancient city-state. If it weren't for that familiar expression, Nono would have felt that the person sitting there was not Pompey at all, but a completely different soul.
"According to Chinese custom, should I call you daughter-in-law?" Pompey crossed his legs, still looking nonchalant.
"Caesar and I have not fulfilled our engagement. Strictly speaking, this title should be used after Caesar and I are officially married." Nono didn't mind Pompey's immorality. She had heard too many glorious deeds of this bastard father from Caesar. What's more, the fact that everyone can sit here and talk calmly does not mean that they are a real family. Depending on what happens next, they may become enemies.
"We agreed that you need to go to Golden Iris College for further studies and become a qualified bride. When you graduate from there, Caesar will also graduate from Kassel College. Then we will hold the most grand wedding for you in history." Pompey held his chin, "But you skipped classes at Golden Iris College without notifying anyone in advance. Why?"
"If I continue to stay in that place, I might still be asking why when the world war comes to my doorstep." Nono's tone was very cold. "I know what happened in the outside world recently. You used the divine punishment to attack the school directors and even Kassel College. Caesar even applied for withdrawal from Kassel College. This is not something he can do. Pompeii, are the Gattuso family crazy? Do you want to challenge the order that has been maintained in the entire mixed-blood world for countless years?"
"I don't know where you got this information from. Logically, the academy should be a secluded place. We sent you there because you were Caesar's fiancée, so we wanted you to live in ignorance." Pompey said, "You are only half right. We are not challenging, but rebuilding."
"Kill everyone else and you will sit on the throne of the only half-blood. Is this your reconstruction?"
"No, no, no, my daughter-in-law, you got one thing wrong. We didn't plan to kill everyone. We just wiped out those who might pose a threat to this plan and would never support us. What you see now is the Gattuso family, but I have to tell you that we are not the only ones who want to do this. Other school directors are doing the same thing, but we were the first to succeed and take the lead, so now it seems that we are the only villains. Among these people is even Principal Angers, whom you are familiar with."
Nono's eyebrows twitched, and she calmly gestured to Pompeii to continue.
"This is an ancient great plan. Ever since the advent of hybrids, people have tried countless times. From ancient times to the present, hybrids have never given up exploring the secrets of the dragon race. When all the secrets of the dragon race are revealed, the world will surely usher in an unprecedented war. With the new era of science and technology, and the hybrids fully releasing their unreserved words and spirits, it will be the Third World War."
Pompey stood up, looked up at the mural, and paced back and forth. "That is a foreseeable future, but it is not the future we need. Only a small number of people are needed to master the secrets of the dragon race. Only in this way can the destruction of the world be avoided. People with this idea have slowly come together over thousands of years. They are the directors of Kassel College. We have cooperated with each other and developed a plan codenamed Nibelungen. This plan will artificially create a super hybrid with bloodline abilities that surpass those of the Dragon King. He is like a nuclear bomb among hybrids. Only this kind of thing can curb the future of self-destruction of hybrids."
"It sounds like you guys are calling yourselves the saints who save the world." Nono almost couldn't help laughing, "Only those who possess this super hybrid are qualified to enjoy the secrets of the dragon race, right? It feels like you have artificially re-divided the classes in the hybrid world. What a great way to rebuild the world."
"I don't deny it, but this is the reality. The four great monarchs are dead, and the end of the dragon race is slowly approaching. The hybrids were originally a loose organization that was forced to come together. Everyone is considering their own interests. It's just that everyone has a common enemy at the moment, so they can temporarily sit down and talk about how to slay the dragon. If you are familiar with history, you will know that this kind of thing has happened countless times in dynasties all over the world. In the face of absolute interests, people are always selfish, self-interested, and shameless beasts. We are hybrids above this. We have not become restrained, but have only become more and more aggravated."
Pompey said calmly, "But times have changed. We already have the ability to kill dragons. War is nothing more than a continuation of politics. Behind it is often the distribution of interests. It is better to keep the secrets of the dragons in the hands of a few people than a war that sweeps the whole world. Don't go on. I said that it is not just us who want to do this, but every school director. The core of the Nibelungen Plan is shared by all school directors. Whoever stands at the end will sit on the throne of the new era. Our competition is fair, but they didn't win. If it were other school directors standing in front of you today, would you speak for the victim, the Gattuso family, who failed in the competition?"
