Dragon Clan: Restart your life

ten minutes later.

The Japanese-style tea room on the third floor of the building.

On the tatami floor, there is a fine-lattice wooden screen, flower arrangements by Ohara-ryu are placed on the small table, Hisikawa Shinobu's prints are hung on the walls, and water is boiling slightly in Kamebundo's hand-made iron kettle.

Sitting at both ends of the tea table were Yuan Zhisheng, Caesar, and Chu Zihang.

Caesar reluctantly looked back.

From this unique location, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a panoramic view of most of Shibuya.

He raised his eyebrows and said: "Fujiwara Shinnosuke? Isn't this a Japanese name? As the leader of the Japanese mixed race, the Sheqi Hachi family still needs the help of the Gattuso family to find a Japanese?"

Genzhisheng said: "Not all mixed-races in Japan are related to the family. Only those with the same blood are members of the family, and Fujiwara Shinnosuke is not. In addition, he is indeed a member of the Gattuso family."

"Okay, I don't care about that." Caesar shrugged, "What do you mean, if I call him to you, you will accompany us to the sea?"

"Yes." Yuan Zhisheng nodded, his tone as firm as a rock.

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other, "What about the time? It's impossible for me to call someone over to you today."

"I only need you to recruit him to Japan today as the heir to the Gattuso family. You don't need to worry about the rest." Yuan Zhisheng said in a calm tone.

"OK!" Caesar agreed, as happy as he wanted.

He has always been indifferent to the family and is keen to challenge his uncle Frost's bottom line, but he has never disliked the family's resources.

At least in terms of money, he was very happy to squander it. He only hated that the Gattuso family was too powerful, and the speed at which he wasted money could not keep up with the speed at which he made money.

How much money does the Gattuso family have?

This was something that even his uncle, acting head of the family, Frost, didn't understand.

Yuan Zhisheng, on his side, was a little silent due to this joy.

"There is something that needs to be announced in advance to avoid unpleasantness for both parties afterwards." Yuan Zhisheng held up a cup of tea steadily, "Your people may not have a happy ending when they come to Japan."

"Did he do something wrong?"

"An unforgivable thing."

"That's no problem."

Caesar leaned lazily against the wall, picked up the teacup, and saluted from afar.

Chu Zihang on the side asked: "When will we go to the sea?"

"Time is tight, we can't make it to tomorrow, just tonight." Yuan Zhisheng put down the teacup and said slowly, "Want to check out the deep submersible together?"

Caesar stood up and waved boldly: "No, just keep an eye on Meizu. I don't believe that the equipment department still doesn't believe in you, Meizu? You want to go to the sea with us!"

Yuan Zhisheng was speechless.

What this guy showed was not at all the kind of heroism that "I am willing to give trust to strangers, even my enemies."

It’s a scoundrel who says “we all either die together or live together.”

This guy... seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the information the family has obtained.

According to the information, this is a rich and noble young man who is proud to the point of being a middle schooler and likes to play the role of leader.

…

After leaving Genji Heavy Industries, Caesar quickly took Chu Zihang back to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the room, Caesar asked: "Have you contacted Fingel? What did he say?"

"He said he would give us technical support."

"Technical support?" Caesar wondered.

"A calculation equation, derived from the embryo's heartbeat data, is used to calculate the degree of dragon hatching. Once the calculation result exceeds 75% during the dive, it will immediately surface. That is the warning line for hatching."

Chu Zihang explained.

Caesar raised his eyebrows and said: "That guy still has this ability? It seems that he really underestimated him before. But this equation is useless."

Facing Chu Zihang's puzzled gaze, Caesar scratched his head: "Have you skydived? The most exciting part of skydiving is the stage before opening the parachute. The free fall movement, the wind hitting your face, if your posture is wrong, you still have to jump." It will keep rolling in the air, like a windmill."

"No, I will try it if I have the chance in the future." Chu Zihang asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I would say that in the clip of the future that I saw, we rolled from 2,100 meters to the deep sea area of ​​7,900 meters." Caesar shrugged.

"...It sounds bad. What's the reason?" Chu Zihang was silent for a moment.

"There is something wrong with the deep submersible." Caesar looked relaxed and waved his hand to indicate that it was just a minor problem.

"...Did Yuan Zhisheng invite us to inspect the deep submersible just now?" Chu Zihang asked tentatively.

"Yes." Caesar nodded.

"You refused." Chu Zihang's face was expressionless.

"Yes!" Caesar said triumphantly.

"Has your brain been damaged by the wasabi on yesterday's sashimi?" Chu Zihang said bluntly.

"But we're fine!"

Caesar spoke plausibly;

"It would be a shame not to experience such an exciting session once! I have skydived and tumbled in the air, but I have never experienced tumbling and falling thousands of meters under the deep sea!"

"Hi, friends, there is an old saying in China that if you miss the opportunity, you will never come back again. Once you miss some things, you will never see them again in this life. And the important thing is that we are intact!"

At the end, Caesar gave a thumbs up, trying to prove to Chu Zihang that they could do it.

Chu Zihang ignored this idiot, turned around, took out his cell phone, and dialed Yuan Zhisheng.

He took a detour and hoped that the Japanese branch would conduct a comprehensive inspection of the deep submersible.

When he heard Yuan Zhisheng's promise on the phone that he would personally conduct a comprehensive overhaul, Caesar looked regretful.

He turned half-heartedly to the window and looked out at a corner of the city.

That's Tokyo's Shinjuku district, the most famous red light district.

Caesar leaned against the window, his blue pupils a little distracted.

Maybe I should find some time to visit a toy store in Shinjuku.

He suddenly felt tired and wanted to take advantage of his free time to sleep. Maybe he could see a longer future in his dreams.

He is now somewhat confused as to whether this deal is a gift or a curse.

…

…

In the huge video room, the entire wall was covered with projections, and the blue light illuminated the man's face.

Fingel was lying comfortably on the seat, with a can of Coke in his right hand and a large bucket of popcorn in his left hand, as if he was watching the latest Hollywood blockbuster in a private cinema.

On the screen was a picture with serious rough spots, and the preparations for the deep dive on the Monyach were proceeding step by step.

"The boys look very motivated!"

Fingel popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth and grinned as rough as a rock.

Looking east from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the Tokyo sky stands alone in the jungle, like a white giant.

The projected beam fell behind Fingel.

The girl who seemed to be floating in the beam gently supported her elbows on the man's broad shoulders and rested her chin on his forehead.

This kind of casual closeness does not contain any deliberate elements and can only occur between people who have been together for a long time.

"We were much more elite than them at that time. We thought we were going to dive to save the world. We were serious and professional. Why didn't you think of taking a photo before diving? This way I can leave you with the last memory. Looks like it."

Fingel whispered.

The girl didn't speak, she just stroked his hair gently.

"Don't be like this, don't answer me with your actions, talk to me." Fingel whispered, "I know you will touch my head at this time...but I can't feel it. If I can't even hear your voice , how can I confirm that you are here?"

"I have always been here." The girl said softly, "I will be here in the future."

Fingel turned to look at her and smiled silently: "Of course, after all, that guy promised us, right? But are you really sure that he can do it?"

"I don't know either. But he is the principal's secret weapon."

"Yes, the principal's secret weapon..." Fingel was silent for a while and said quietly, "It turns out that among all the people, the person who took the lead in making a deal with the devil was the principal."

"Accident?"

"No, it's reasonable." Fingel sighed and laughed at himself, "After all, the old guy only has hatred in his heart. He is my senior in this regard!"

"Eva, help me get the heartbeat signal deep in the Greenland ice sea. I want the data that changes with the month."

"Understood." Following the words, the surveillance video on the projection screen was replaced by a complex chart with time as the horizontal axis.

The man stretched out his hand and pressed in the light beam.

Heartbeat signals for different months and days emerge.

"Get the current heartbeat signal from the Japan Trench for comparison," the man added.

Immediately a new chart appeared on the screen.

The man pulled the two heartbeat signals onto a coordinate axis, compared them carefully, and pondered for a long time.

"Comparing the two heartbeat signals, the dragon embryo in the Greenland Ice Sea is more mature than the embryo in the Japanese Trench." Eva said, "The former is like a ten-month-old human fetus, while the latter is only five months old."

"In Greenland back then, we also believed that the dragon would not hatch. Some even calculated that the probability of encountering a dragon hatching during the dive was only 0.016%. But the 0.016% possibility, once it happened, was 100% the result of!"

The man drank a Coke while drawing rapidly with his fingers in the beam of light.

The traces of his writing and drawing were captured and displayed on the notepad in the lower right corner of the screen. They were complex calculations and data that ordinary people could not understand.

While he was unfolding this huge calculation, he was muttering the result of mental calculation in a low voice.

This guy didn't even use Eva's powerful computing power.

He believes that he is better than Eva!

Or maybe...

Is it just that a man doesn't want to ask for help from his wife's little tsundere?

"Save the results of my calculations on Schneider's local hard drive. Once the calculation results exceed 75%, they must be raised immediately. That is the warning line, indicating that the embryo has begun to hatch. When it reaches 100%, it will be too late."

Finally, Fingel brought the draft algorithm to the center of the screen.

"I understand. You are worried about them. Do you think something will happen to them?"

Fingel threw another popcorn into his mouth, reached out and pointed at Chu Zihang, who had a long knife hanging on the belt of his diving suit on the projection.

"Frankly speaking, I'm not very worried. Although a certain guy is not present, Chu Zihang is. That guy spent so much effort to create a Cassel love story. It's impossible to abandon the lead actor just after the filming. Like worn shoes."

Eva sat next to him and smiled: "Lu Mingfei? He has arrived in Japan soon."

"Oh? Where are you?" Fingel was stunned, "This guy couldn't really have swum here from the open sea, right?"

"I don't know. I have lost track of him since he left Taiwan."

"Even you can't lock him?"

"Yes."

"Then there's no need to worry. You can't even target him, and even Japanese customs can't do it." Fingel clapped his hands and cheered, "Oh, we actors are about to start!"

…

…

The long whine of "Wu Ming" overwhelmed the sound of the waves.

The six "Xumizuo" lights turned yellow at the same time.

These yellow lights rotated and swept across the surrounding sea. The helicopters in the sky, the marine police boats coming and going on the sea, and the fishing boats of Lin Group on guard in the distance all flashed their lights.

"The submersible team has entered the Trieste, the inspection work has been completed, the submersible is in good condition, and the sea water conditions are stable. The headquarters has ordered the launch of the Longyuan Project. After you are in place, the submersible can enter the water."

Sakura and Yasha came to the crow.

Because Yuan Zhisheng would go to sea together with the commissioner of the headquarters, the on-site command was transferred to Wu Wu.

Originally, the family had a better candidate, but Yuan Zhi overcame everyone's opinions and handed all the power over his life and death into the hands of Wu Wu.

"Hey, hey, do you think the boss is crazy?" Crow wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt that the pressure was as high as ever before.

When he learned the news from his boss an hour ago, he opened his mouth so wide that he could almost swallow an apple. He is still confused until now.

"Maybe the boss felt that life was too boring, so he decided to go to sea with them, and then handed over the command to you."

Yasha thought for a long time and gave this answer.

Sakura mercilessly hit Yasha on the head with her sword.

"If you can't speak, don't speak!" Crow also glared at this guy angrily.

Only then did Yasha realize that the joke was on the wrong occasion, and he frowned.

Crow took the headphones handed over by Sakura and put them on, and said in a deep voice: "On-site commander Saeki Ryuji is in place, Caesar team, young master, are you ready?"

"Too slow, Zuo...what are you doing?" Caesar's voice hesitated.

"Saeki Ryuji!" Minamoto's angry voice sounded.

"Oh! Commander Saeki Ryuji, you are too slow. We don't like to waste time waiting for people. After this mission is over, we can still go to Tokyo for a midnight snack, hurry up."

Caesar's urging voice came from the earphones.

Crow took a deep breath and whispered: "The time is 10:15 at night, the coordinates are 122 degrees 56 minutes east longitude and 35 degrees 33 minutes north latitude. The Ryuyuan Project has been launched. I am the on-site commander Saeki Ryuuji. I order the release of Di Trieste.”

"Please make sure you three come back safely!"

A large number of white bubbles gush out from the bottom of Xumizuo,

The diving dock at the bottom was opened, and the Ditrieste, loaded with heavy cargo, fell into the black sea!

The staff dived into the sea and hung the safety line on the safety hook on the top of the Trieste.

The other end of the safety rope is connected to the wheel on the top of the Xumizuo.

With a 12-kilometer-long safety line, coupled with the equipment department's specially designed recovery system, and Chu Zihang as the second engine, according to the institute's calculations, they can recover the deep submersible from the bottom of the polar abyss to the surface within 10 minutes.

Crow took off one of his earphones, dialed the phone, and said respectfully: "Reporting to the parents, the deep submersible has entered the water. Please ask Miss Eri to get ready. The young master will arrive at the Divine Burial Hall in 80 minutes!"

"Thank you for your hard work. Eri is ready. Everything she points at with her sword will be killed."

…

Putting down the phone, Tachibana Masamune walked out of the house and walked towards Eryi's room.

"Eriyi, are you ready? Stop playing and let's go." He cleared his throat.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from anyone in the house.

Tachibana Masamune frowned and knocked on the door again. When there was still no response, he reached out and grabbed the door handle.

"Everyone! No, it's not good!" The sound of panicked footsteps and shouts came from behind.

Tachibana Masamune's eyebrows couldn't help but condense. Those who can work here are elites, and stability is the first prerequisite. What situation made the elites of the family fall into such panic?

"Master! The head of the Uesugi family has run away from home again!"

Tachibana Masamune's pupils shrank, and he suddenly opened the door.

The room was empty and dark, with nothing there.

…

…

Aso Zhen held his schoolbag over his head and trotted on the road.

Her umbrella was stolen at the door of the library. Without her umbrella, she had no choice but to run to the subway station in the rain.

It seems that I have been having bad luck lately. Could it be that this is a counterattack after winning the big prize last time?

Grandma said that people's luck is conserved, so there is no need to worry about temporary bad luck. The suffering you suffer today will one day be paid back.

Speaking of which, Mr. Onmyoji’s divination is really accurate!

He said that she would be successful in her studies. As expected, it didn't take long for her to receive an invitation letter from a foreign university. Although she had never applied to that school, she didn't know how the other party knew about her...

But she confirmed the authenticity of this university through the school, and the teacher was surprised that she was accepted by this school.

Not only that, grandma also won the grand prize. The prize was 50 million yen, which was more than enough to pay for her four-year college tuition!

It’s really as good as Mr. Onmyoji said!

Thinking of this, my steps couldn't help but become brisk.

Even though she was accidentally splashed with muddy water under the uneven tiles on the road, she just smiled and continued running forward, as if she were running on the road of life.

Life is full of hope just thinking about it!

When passing by Sumida District, I really look at the buildings that are brightly lit during the day.

That is the tallest building in Tokyo today - the Sky Tree.

On weekdays, the Tokyo Sky Tree lights up with various colors of lights, which are as bright as pillars reaching into the sky. However, in order to reduce the risk of lightning strikes, the lights are usually turned off on rainy days.

The sky tree is pitch black tonight.

On such a stormy night, everyone went home, and there were no pedestrians.

But when lightning flashed overhead, rumbles of thunder rolled across the sky.

I accidentally caught a glimpse and saw a figure standing under the sky tree.

Her steps couldn't help but slow down.

It was a girl, wearing a red and white miko uniform, and she looked a little strange.

No one would wear a witch costume on the streets these days, right?

But the miko uniform looks as natural on this girl as casual clothes. She seems to have grown up wearing this outfit and can wear it casually when going shopping.

Between the sky covered with rain clouds and the gray earth, there was only her back standing in a miko costume.

She seemed to be waiting for something.

Heavy rain fell from heaven to earth.

The girl stood there.

As if trying to catch the sinking sky above.