Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

In the mist and gorgeous decoration, the man walked in a twisted and exaggerated world, looking around aimlessly.

Everything around them formed irregular lines like abstract paintings. The brushstrokes and colors tended towards the bright red and rhubarb that kindergarten children would like. The colors were bold but the curves were deliberately bent. Clowns, rabbits, and cute dolls were all used. The tightening turns into a comical and terrifying visual effect.

It was a warm fairy tale, and it seemed like there was something hidden under the fairy tale, dark and twisted, and chilling.

The kaleidoscope is rotating, like a slender beam of light penetrating through the maple leaves and breaking through the layers of messy branches arranged crosswise to fall on the square floor.

Candy, cream, dessert forks, powdered sugar scattered everywhere.

Surrounded by warm little tunes, like a girl's chorus singing softly, it is soothing and calm but has a sacred meaning.

A man named Yuan Zhisheng walked on such a road, and the cute dolls around him jumped up to him from time to time, and then opened their mouths that were originally sealed with thin wires.

[Are we going to be the savior? Count me in. 】

The little red rabbit is jumping lively with the carrot in its hand.

[I want to temper my spirit to the greatest extent! I hope to make progress together with my colleagues, supervise each other, and work together to build a new future for humanities! Put an end to giving up after taking advantage of others, and eradicate the mentality of showing off! Create glory with sweat! Use your roots to achieve your dreams! Squeeze your body dry, burn your soul, and realize your personal value! ! 】

The two chocolate beans that may be eyeballs on the cookie highlight the rounded light.

[It’s not the past, it’s not the future, it’s the present! It is up to our generation to end the thousand-year-old hatred and suffering with our own hands, with the swords in our hands and the blood flowing in our chests! 】

The sundae filled with strawberry jam looked like white cotton under the halo, or like the red sky at dusk.

【I can do this all day. 】

Everything is so beautiful and warm, but Yuan Zhisheng's pace is getting faster and faster.

They didn't look at the dolls or desserts, but lowered their heads and waved their hands, taking each step faster than the other. He couldn't see those people, and naturally the dolls couldn't see his face clearly.

It was tense, dripping with cold sweat, and pale with extreme fear.

The suit and leather shoes under his feet gradually trampled the decorations on the cake, and the cream flew everywhere, stuck to his trousers, and landed in other corners, making a thick popping sound.

The cream flowed down the trouser legs to the soles of the shoes, and Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt the resistance on his feet increase.

His breath stagnated, and he quickened his pace again. In the end, he simply started running!

It was at this time that the music began to change.

The girls changed from humming softly to singing in unison. The doll that had spoken looked at him coldly as he ran away, while the new doll ran towards him in front of him and said -

【Everyone looks at me! listen to me! I have recently researched a lot of new uses of [Word Spirit. Oracle]! Why not record this too! 】

[Boss, you have changed. 】

[In this case, please ask the boss and Miss Sakura to do the logistics work! 】

[Strange, boss, when you persuaded the kidnapped child to go with you, did you pay the kidnapper's credit points? 】

【Boss! 】

【Boss? 】

[Boss source? 】

[Children brother? 】

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——”

He watched as the Mickey Mouse-like doll suddenly vomited another doll out of his mouth, and then opened his cute and small mouth, turning into a big bloody mouth with sharp white teeth, and swallowed his head whole.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but scream, then he kicked the quilt in front of him away and sat up from the bed.

"Huhu."

The man's sweat flowed down from his forehead. Different from the dream, this sweat was quite hot and moist, and it was not out of fear or coldness. Yuan Zhisheng looked at the thick quilt on his body again, and he probably had a certain idea in his mind. He breathed a sigh of relief and kept breathing flatly while panting heavily.

The man moved the quilt away with great difficulty and looked up at the calendar.

June 2nd.

There are vague memories floating in the man's brain. They are the reverberations of dreams, the crumbling corridors of life, and the traumatic memories left to him by treacherous villains.

but.

Swish——

The curtains were opened, and the sunlight illuminated the earth and fell on the man's stern and sharp face. The clear curves were standard for hard-core handsome men, and the halo on the nose was the focus of adjusting contrasting colors in artistic photos.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the rising sun in the distance, and his heart seemed to be washed. His expression gradually changed from green and cold to tired, and finally he relaxed.

What, it turned out to be a dream

He patted his face and exhaled a breath of self-mockery.

The man picked up the "blue and white porcelain" water cup given to him by Crow Yasha on the table, hooked his index finger on the hook, and walked towards the door of the room with a faint expectation.

A new day has begun.

The man smiled slightly.

Already, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Immediately, he turned around, the plastic slippers clicked, and the man opened his door——

"I step on Malena!!"

The lame snapping sound is the wrong interpretation of the underworld in inferior Japanese dramas. The knife penetrated straight into the small round wooden table. The sawdust flew and at the same time the cold light arrived. It made a loud noise and even the wooden table cracked. Spider web-like texture.

If you look up at the knife, you will find that the person speaking is a girl.

The girl is energetic and has bright eyebrows. She wears a smart single ponytail. Her orange hair, which is not very long, is neatly tied behind her head to form a small cascade of waves. Her eyes, which are as bright and shining as diamonds, are unusual at this moment. Sharp, the corners of his eyes were as sharp as blades, aggressive and oppressive.

But what attracts others' attention even more is the clothes the girl is wearing at the moment.

Bandage, also known as "さらし".

This is a bleached white cloth. As we all know, Japanese people have a special liking for white clothes. There are whole pieces that are worn under a kimono and are called "long undergarments." There is a "crotch cloth" similar to underwear. There is also an apron wrapped around the waist. For details, please refer to a certain three-sword style green-haired swordsman.

The so-called さらし is mostly used in traditional martial arts, or in bosozoku and Japanese yakuza.

This white cloth can reduce shaking to improve sports performance, and tighten the waist and abdomen to reduce major bleeding injuries. Moreover, the bandages make it easy to take off the shackles of the coat and fight, and the visual performance of the shirtless gangster is also extremely fierce.

That's right, that's an arrogant expression of the underworld, an arrogant way of saying "I can just go up and punch you".

As for the girl, she was wearing the so-called special clothes at the moment.

The dark red Japanese-style clothes are like the autumn wind sweeping away the maple leaves falling to the ground, and like the bright red stained with a few wisps of blood on the rusty iron wall.

Half of the body was completely open, wrapped around his chest with さらし, revealing a slender arm. On the arm was a flowery underworld tattoo, a tiger's head, a yaksha's ghost face, tattooed with indigo and cinnabar, which was ferocious and gorgeous.

He's very handsome, but he doesn't look like he has tattoos on him.

The sitting posture is cross-legged with the legs wide open and closed, the expression is an arrogant and domineering upward eye, and the movement is the most classic underworld knife stabbing the table.

In front of the woman was an elegant and easy-going old man.

The old man and the woman are completely opposite. The polite smile of a flight attendant is shallow but not extravagant. The body is sitting upright, which is the ultimate standard of Japanese etiquette. The shoulders are tightened and the hands are placed on the thighs. The wind blows on the temples. It is the beauty of the elderly that is as rich and mellow as aged wine and food.

Two people with different painting styles confronted each other, and it was the girl who spoke first!

"Are you serious about what you just said?" The girl tilted her head back slightly. The old man sitting down was obviously much taller, but the girl despicably placed a few layers of Japanese dictionaries under her buttocks. When she raised her head, It's so majestic to be able to get a bird's eye view from a small angle.

"Let you participate in the dragon detection operation hosted by our Sheqi Eight Family?"

The girl hummed in mock surprise, while the old man nodded slightly and continued to explain while maintaining the look of an elegant scholar.

"Yes, because Mr. Masamune Tachibana, the head of the eight Sheqi families, was extremely reluctant to contact our headquarters, so I never had the opportunity or time to intervene in the dragon activities in Japan."

"However, our technical department recently intercepted a piece of dragon-related geological information about Japanese territory."

The old man squinted and took out a file.

"In 1992, the icebreaker Lenin sank in Japanese waters. It was designed to conquer the most dangerous sea areas in the world. It would not sink even if a torpedo hit it head-on. The last distress signal of the Lenin was 120 nautical miles away from the Japanese coastline. Completely safe waters.”

Angers tilted his head and said deliberately.

"Right above the Japan Trench. Integrated with the Kuril Trench, Ogasawara Trench, and Mariana Trench, it is an abyss on the seafloor, thousands of kilometers long. Geologically speaking, it is the dividing line between the Eurasian and Pacific plates. The Pacific Ocean The plate rushed under the Eurasian plate, forming an extremely deep crack at the junction. The deepest part of the trench is called the Tuscarora Abyss, with a depth of 8,513 meters."

The old man spoke eloquently, and his tone sounded like the host of a popular science program.

"Our personnel in the equipment department and technical department cannot accept the investigation conclusion that this shipwreck is just an accident."

"The reality is that almost all unexplained accidental events in the world can eventually be summarized as events related to dragons. This makes me think that if they are dragons, they can probably endure the harsh environment in the Abyss. Right? The so-called abyss may have become the best hatchery and refuge for dragons."

"I'm very interested in this theory. I dare to hatch it nearly 10,000 meters under the sea. It sounds like I can raise a next-generation species or a dragon king for fun."

The host made a conclusion at the end and laughed and feasted.

But after hearing this, the girl couldn't help but frown.

"Wait a minute, you might as well tell me the source of this news first? Why are you so sure that dragons exist?"

The old man smiled implicitly again.

"[The Secret Files of the Eight Sheqi Families, Volume A, Issue 32] Page 34, line 9 in the upper right corner."

"Really? That's a rather remote way of coming from." There was no strange color on the girl's face. She seemed to have made a sacred cut with that intelligence management department. There was no shame on her face, and she spoke again.

"So? What do you want me to do?"

The girl's face was as calm as the breeze blowing over the water, and she asked calmly. The old man seemed to have been suffering from this moment for a long time, and said with a wild smile full of masculine charm.

"Please use your power to let me enter the battle plan of the Sheqi Bajia [Operation Jiyuan]."

At that moment, the girl who had been idly playing with her fingers was stunned.

She looked at the old man in surprise. First there was a brief silence, and then the muscles on her face moved slightly. The angle of view shifted to the corner of the girl's mouth, and she saw that she could not bear it and bent it to an exaggerated degree.

Immediately——

"Huhahahahahahahahahahahaha——"

The girl suddenly laughed, which was frightening and surprising even though it was not without warning.

Because it was so different from her aggressive, cruel, cruel and cruel image, she covered her face and laughed suddenly, smiling as if she had all the gold and beauties in the world, and she had just announced the right to enjoy the entire country a few seconds ago. The king of the first night.

The old man was also slightly surprised, and his expression became more solemn. The hand on his thigh twitched several times, but he still waited for the girl to finish laughing.

It could be seen that the girl was trying hard to suppress herself while laughing. She opened her mouth to laugh without any restraint and then tried hard to calm her heaving chest. Then she was short of breath and managed to speak.

"Sorry, sorry, what you said was too sudden." The girl waved her hands, with a slight aftertaste of pleasure on her face.

"but."

The girl curled her hand slightly and put it beside her mouth. The corners of her mouth were still curved, but her eyes gradually calmed down and she began to explain calmly.

"Sheqi Bajia is a professional organization with high quality, high requirements and high mobility. We have many industries and cover a wide range of fields. They are all the pillars of the Japanese economy and are reasonable, legal and compliant.

Based on this, we uphold an open, win-win, honest and honest attitude and serve Japanese citizens wholeheartedly. "

"The reason why we are able to achieve today's prosperity is because we were born based on the strict rules called Jidao, and use them as shackles to restrain ourselves, improve ourselves, and hone ourselves."

The girl said this calmly, the light in her eyes had some impurities, and no emotion could be seen.

"Even if I don't complete the registration task, I will naturally not be able to participate in the exploration of Jiyuan. It's a pity -"

The girl spoke under the old man's slightly surprised expression.

"I have to deny your request."

But this is not the girl’s ultimatum.

"Haha. But you actually have to come to me for help so directly?"

The girl suddenly changed her face and spoke with emotion, but her tone gradually became more oppressive.

"The eight Sheqi families have been based in the world for thousands of years. We have been killing dragons and fighting with our own clans since a long time ago. All the warriors standing here have crossed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, just to reach there, and then cross human beings. At the end of the truth, the person who knocked down the Dragon King and exists here is a person with noble aspirations."

Even everyone present can see it——

"And those who dominate this huge mountain made of people's traceable corpses are the hunters who can participate in the abyss operation."

Wrapped behind the girl, a giant god as angry and ferocious as Fudo Myooh is burning with flames that are burning the world. It is dark and almost as rich as ink. The sky and the earth are broken like broken puzzle pieces, and the giant roars. , it was almost impossible to breathe under that pressure.

Scarlet fire shines from the giant's eyes, its body melts the mountains into rivers, its sharp teeth rub together like blades, and its roar is like molten lava being spewed to the sky by a hot torrent on the top of a volcano, and then it turns into the final death of the Annihilator. .

The girl put her hand on the side of her cheek, and the golden pupils in her eyes were frighteningly gloomy at the moment, like endless blackness boiling and burning under the thin layer of ice. When she spoke, it was like a god opening his mouth on the throne, leaving behind a plain but unquestionable command——

"——Don't be rude to the Sheqi family."

At that moment, something broke.

What was broken was not the old man's self-esteem, but the blue and white porcelain in Yuan Zhisheng's hand.

Yuan Zhisheng stood blankly at the door of his room, his mouth opened slightly, and there was no way to describe the expression on his face, because there was no such thing, it was just loose muscles hanging on the surface of the bones, like a fried dumpling with a fallen skin.

He looked at the blue and white porcelain fragments at his feet, the two old men and the girl who looked sideways at him, and Miss Sakura who was making tea in the kitchen.

The boy first walked to the balcony, picked up a broom and swept up the debris. He said "please give way" to the girl, then threw the debris into the trash can and silently exited.

Walking outside the door, he looked at the dormitory number and nodded.

He entered, closed the door, and walked back to his room.

Click, click.

The door is locked.

"Wait wait wait!! - I was wrong and I won't make trouble anymore. Boss Yuan, come out quickly!"

ps: I feel comfortable.

Four thousand words in one, but there should be another chapter tonight. After all, this chapter is mainly about my own physiological epilepsy needs. I will add some more main content tonight.