Chapter 146 Uesugi Yue "A small earthquake occurred in the Shinjuku area early this morning, causing a fire and collapse at Genshiki Heavy Industries..." "What should we do now? Finkel, Zero, and Tanya are all missing, and our current mission has failed..." Nono turned off the TV in the hotel, folded his arms across his chest, turned to look at Caesar, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi behind him, and asked. Caesar and his companions were also silent. The battle a few hours ago was still fresh in their memory. "I still have some money on me. I will find a human snakehead to take you and Xia Mi back to America. You send the information we have found recently back to the academy. Chu Zihang and I will stay here to see if we can collect any more information." Caesar said as he lit a cigarette. Hearing Caesar's words, Nono frowned. Just when she was about to refute, the door of the hotel was opened and it was actually Finkel who came in. However, he was in a very miserable state at this time, covered in mud, and no one knew where he had gone before. "Fingal, where have you been?" Caesar was so angry when he saw Finkel outside the door. This kid actually escaped from the battlefield twice. "I'm back..." Finger scratched him awkwardly and said, "By the way, I have good news for you. I have contacted the school, and Norma said that the principal has already arrived in Japan." "The principal is here?" Nono's eyes suddenly lit up, and everyone else also had an expression of shock and excitement. The principal of Kassel Academy, Angers, was the legendary dragon hunter and the protagonist of countless legendary stories. His arrival was like a shot in the arm, and might even change the current deadlock. Caesar took a deep puff of cigarette, his eyes gradually becoming firm. He looked at Finkel and asked in a deep voice: "Where is the principal now? Did he leave any instructions?"
Finkel patted the dirt off his body, shrugged, and said, "The old man didn't reveal too much about his location. He just told me to tell you that he is already in Japan. He also asked us to keep a low profile and not reveal our whereabouts. He said he would contact us at the right time." "Keep a low profile?" Nono frowned, obviously dissatisfied with this vague instruction. "We are now completely passive. The destruction of Genji Heavy Industries has made the Eight Snake Families completely alert. Our space for action has been compressed to the limit. If this continues, we will not be able to collect any valuable intelligence." Finkel shrugged. "It is precisely because we are in a passive position that we need to keep a low profile. The reaction of the Eight Snake Clan and other forces will not subside so quickly. There will definitely be big moves next, but it will definitely not last too long. When they start to reorganize their internal conflicts, it is time for us to move out. Our mission is to stay hidden and preserve our strength." "But the question is, can we wait until then?" Chu Zihang interrupted coldly. His eyes were steady and his expression was calm, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. The battle just now made him realize that the enemy they were facing was not an ordinary half-blood, but one with more unfathomable power. Lu Mingfei's transformation and even the secrets hidden by the Eight Clans of Sheqi, all of this made them deeply uneasy. Caesar looked at Chu Zihang deeply, with a bitter smile on his face: "But do we have any other choice? We can only wait until we have a full grasp of the situation before making a decision. If we act rashly now, we will only fall into a deeper crisis." Chu Zihang sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his expression. He knew that Caesar's judgment was correct. In this vortex of power and conspiracy, outsiders like them could only move forward step by step and act cautiously. "Since the principal is here, I feel a little relieved." Nono said with a hint of relief in his tone, "Anyway, being able to contact the principal is good news." "By the way, Finger," Nono suddenly spoke up, staring at him fiercely, "where did you go during the time you were missing? You said you forgot to turn off the fire while cooking soup. Do you think we are three-year-old children? And do you know where Ling and Tanya went?" Finkel's expression changed slightly. He scratched his head and said with a dry laugh, "Well, well... actually I went to meet an old friend and collected some information for everyone..." "Old friend? What old friend?" Caesar looked at him sharply, obviously full of doubts about Finkel's words. Finkel laughed dryly and stammered, "It's not convenient to reveal... As you know, intelligence work is always a bit shady... But don't worry, I definitely didn't sell you out to the enemy! As for those two schoolmates, I don't know where they went." "Humph, you better not play any tricks," Caesar snorted coldly, obviously not completely trusting him, "If there is any mistake in this operation, I will be the first one to not let you go." Finkel nodded awkwardly, avoiding her gaze and not daring to say anything more. Nuonuo suddenly stood up, walked to the window, stared at the prosperous and indifferent night view of Japan outside the window, and said softly: "I have a feeling that Japan will become a Shura field next." Caesar, Chu Zihang and Finkel all fell silent with heavy hearts. After what happened at Genji Heavy Industries, they had realized that everything here was far more complicated and more dangerous than they had imagined. "No matter what, we have to be prepared." Caesar stood up and patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder, his eyes flashing with determination. "If this is our battlefield, then there is no reason to retreat. Wait for the principal's instructions and continue investigating. Our enemies are not only the Eight Snake Families, but also that monstrous Lu Mingfei." "That's right, no matter what their purpose is, we must find the answer." Chu Zihang said in a low voice, with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes. Several people looked at each other, their eyes revealing the same determination. The trip to Japan was destined not to be peaceful, and they must make all preparations to face the coming storm. Finkel looked at everyone and sighed secretly in his heart. Although he said it with ease, he actually knew in his heart that the road ahead would be extremely dangerous. However, since he had already embarked on this path, he had no choice.
……………… Angers was walking on a street next to the University of Tokyo in a tight suit. The slightly shabby and low buildings around the street reminded him of the past. He seemed to be decades younger. He continued walking forward and soon saw his destination, which was a ramen stall. He lifted the curtain of the ramen stall and shouted to the owner. "Give me a bowl of abalone and sea urchin noodles. I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. I wonder if your cooking skills have deteriorated." "Damn it, why are you here too!" The owner of the ramen shop saw Ange coming in and cursed him in a low voice, obviously not welcoming his arrival. Ange seemed to have completely ignored the boss's unwelcome words. He sat down on the seat. However, he was not the only customer of the ramen stall. Next to him sat an old man wearing a black kimono and a long sword on his waist. "Oh~ Ah Ha, I didn't expect you to be here too." Angé raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the person sitting next to him. "Principal, you actually came in person. It seems you know something." Another guest was Inuyama He, the head of the Inuyama family of the Snake Eight Clan. He stood up and bowed to Ange before continuing. Although he looked older than Ange, Ange was his teacher. "Hmph! What evil wind blew over my stall today to blow you two great gods here?" The owner of the ramen stall placed two bowls of noodles in front of the two men in a bad mood. "If I hadn't come earlier, I don't know what would have become of your Eight Sheqi Families, so what is going on with Ahe's current situation?" Angé sighed. "The current head of the Snake Eight Families, Tachibana Masamune, was killed, but no one knows who killed him. It could be Lu Mingfei, the Ghost Clan, or Deadpool. Based on the information I have obtained, it is very likely that Lu Mingfei did it." Inuyama He said. "But it's not certain whether he is dead or not. After all, we haven't found his body. Of course, we can't rule out that he was eaten by Deadpool. Now the position of the head of the family is given to the head of the Minamoto family. Minamoto Chisho is also the emperor of this generation." "Emperor?" When Angé heard Inuyama He's words, he looked at the owner of the ramen stall next to him with a strange expression. "The head of the Minamoto family? The emperor? Ah Ha, you are sure you're not mistaken. According to the records I've seen before, the Minamoto family bloodline was cut off a long time ago, and I don't have any offspring. Where did you find this counterfeit?" Seeing Ange's weird look, the owner of the ramen stall couldn't help but interrupt. "He does have royal blood, the concentration of his blood exceeds the critical value, and his Word Spirit is the royal power of serial number 91." Hearing this, Ange narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, raised his hand to pick up the bowl of noodles, and blew gently on the hot steam. He did not continue the topic immediately, but slowly drank a sip of the soup, as if he was savoring the taste. His movements were unhurried, but his expression was full of elusive depth. "Wang Quan... This Word Spirit can't be awakened by ordinary blood." Angé whispered, with a hint of inquiry in his tone, "Yuan Zhisheng, I remember this name won my principal's scholarship... It seems that your Sheqi Eight Clan is really hidden." Inuyama He did not respond, but just looked at his former teacher quietly. He knew that Ange was always calm, but his thoughts were deeper than anyone else. The crisis that the Eight Snake Families are facing now is no longer just an internal struggle, but involves the situation of the entire mixed-blood world. Angé's arrival may completely change the direction of this storm. "Principal, are you here for the Sheqi Eight Families or for your student Lu Mingfei?" Inuyama He asked cautiously, with a probing look in his eyes. "Both. Although he is no longer my student, as his former teacher, I still need to ask about this since he has caused such a big commotion." "But why is he doing this?" Inuyama He frowned, obviously confused by Lu Mingfei's motives. "As far as I know, when he left Kassel Academy, he did not show any ambition, let alone a desire for power. Now, he seems to be pushing himself to the center of the stage step by step." "People only reveal their true nature when faced with choices." Ange whispered, with a hint of depth in his eyes, "Perhaps he is also looking for answers and his own path." The boss of the ramen stall snorted coldly, interrupting the conversation between the two. "Tsk, stop using those high-sounding words. You guys, fighting and killing all day long, will sooner or later disturb the peace of this place." "Old friend, in this world, peace is always short-lived." Angers said calmly, putting the bowl of noodles back on the table, his eyes still staring into the distance, as if he had seen through the waves of the future, "A storm will eventually sweep over, and no one can escape it." Inuyama He didn't say anything more and just nodded silently. "Hmph! Ah Ha, what are you planning to do coming to my place this time?" Hearing Ange's words, the ramen stall owner snorted coldly. "I had originally planned to ask you to take charge of the Sheqi Eight Families again. Now the disaster we are facing can no longer be solved by ourselves. But since the principal is here, we, the Sheqi Eight Families, will naturally fully cooperate with the principal's actions. But I hope you can understand that this storm will not only sweep away the Sheqi Eight Families, but will also bring even greater ripples." Inuyama He said in a deep voice. Ange nodded gently and said, "Japan is no longer an isolated battlefield. Every tremor here will affect the entire hybrid world. This chess game has just begun."
"I'm just an old man selling ramen. These things have nothing to do with me. As for where you found the fake royal blood, I'm not interested. But I still want to remind you that the royal blood has been cut off from me. Those people you are looking for are all fakes. Okay, I'm going to close, so you'd better leave quickly." said the owner of the ramen stall, and then began to clean the ramen stall and prepare to close. "Sir, I still hope that you can go back and take charge of the situation. The current head of the family is not experienced enough to lead our Sheqi Eight Families out of the predicament. As for the royal blood, we will not make a mistake." As he said that, Inuyama He took out a document from his arms and placed it on the table. "I used your blood and Yuan Zhisheng's blood to test it. He is very likely your descendant." "This is impossible? I always take safety measures!" After hearing what Inuyama He said, the owner of the ramen stall paused, then went to get the report in disbelief. The owner of the ramen stall flipped open the file and carefully checked the contents. His expression gradually changed from initial suspicion to solemnity. Every line of words and every data seemed to ring an alarm bell in his heart. The report clearly showed that Yuan Zhisheng's genes were indeed related to him. "Damn it... How is this possible?" The boss cursed in a low voice, but the expression on his face revealed a complex emotion. He originally thought that his past had long been forgotten and there was no trace of it left, but the Eight Snake Families could actually find his bloodline heir, which caught him off guard. Ange watched quietly from the side, his face still wearing that calm and indifferent expression. He slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks, gently dusted off his body, as if he was not surprised by all this. "You young people really like to dig graves." The boss finally closed the file, with a hint of coldness and helplessness in his tone. He raised his head, his eyes were like knives, and he looked at Inuyama He coldly, with an indescribable majesty in his eyes. Inuyama He did not back down, and still maintained a respectful attitude, and whispered: "Sir, this is the fate of the family. Our Sheqi Eight Clan is now in a precarious situation. Without your guidance, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to survive this crisis." The boss snorted coldly, threw the document back to Inuyama He, and said in a cold voice: "I have withdrawn from the affairs of the Sheqi Eight Clan a long time ago. When I left, I made it very clear that the future of the Sheqi Eight Clan is in your hands. I am just an old man selling ramen noodles and I don't want to be involved in these power struggles anymore." Inuyama He lowered his head slightly, with a helpless smile on his face. He knew the determination of the former underworld emperor in front of him, but right now the Sheqi Eight Families were facing an unprecedented crisis. If he didn't get his help, the entire family would probably be destroyed. "Sir, this is not just about the fate of the Sheqi Eight Clan, it may even be related to the future of the entire mixed-blood world." Inuyama He's tone was a little more anxious, "You used to be the pillar of the Sheqi Eight Clan. If you are willing to come out, our family will have hope of revitalization again." After listening to this, the boss looked at Inuyama He coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to see through his intentions. He was silent for a moment, and finally sighed slightly, and slowly said: "Your generation always likes to push the responsibility to the previous generation. Remember, whether Yuan Zhisheng is my descendant or not, whether it is the royal blood inheritance or the Sheqi Eight Clan, these are your own choices, and I will not pay for your mistakes." After that, he waved his hand, motioning the two to leave, his voice cold and firm, "I am no longer a member of the Sheqi Eight Clan. The fate of the Sheqi Eight Clan has nothing to do with me. Don't come to me again." Inuyama He stood there, a trace of disappointment on his face, but he also knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. He bowed slowly, with a bitter smile, and said: "Sir, I understand your decision. No matter what, the Sheqi Eight Clan will remember your kindness." Angers had been watching the conversation quietly until this moment when he smiled gently, stood up, and said to the owner of the ramen stand: "Since the adults are unwilling to return, let's leave it to the young people. The storm will eventually come, and no one can stop it." The boss didn't respond, but just lowered his head and continued to pack up the items at the ramen stall, as if the conversation had never happened. Ange and Inuyama He looked at each other, turned around and left tacitly, walking out of the curtain of the ramen stall. After Ange and Inuyama Kato left, for some reason, the owner of the ramen stall kept thinking about the report. It was the evidence of his existence, and his urge to meet the man named Gen Chisei became stronger and stronger. (End of this chapter)