Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

The black clouds were very low, the sea surface was rising and falling restlessly, and the black ship cut through the black water, leaving white water traces.

A few days before Fujimaru Ritsuka came back, Norma sent a weather warning to the students in Kassel, and just today, Fujimaru Ritsuka even received a thoughtful reminder text message from Caesar.

"I, have nothing to do, ah, li, ga, Caesar-san." The girl replied as she typed.

But one thing is that the early warning from the distant lighthouse has actually lagged too much.

The real situation is that Kassel has completely closed off internship exchange tasks with Japan. Those sent to Japan are not for so-called internships, but for

"salvation"

It's like the third scene of a post-apocalyptic movie. In the tense atmosphere of black clouds overwhelming the city, people are riding the giant wheel of technology toward the dark shore. The sky spreads into a twisted shape, and the teeth and claws are spread out as if the devil is laughing, showing cruelty. The ferociousness.

Is this the apocalypse of science fiction, or the apocalypse of mythology? Is there an indescribable creature with countless tentacles ahead, or is the evil spirit roaring and flying through the dark clouds, casting down a shower of flames and steel?

The girl didn't know, she just let the sea breeze blow through her messy hair, and she looked as excited as a high school student on a school trip.

"All eyes are on me, let me tell you something!"

The girl put one hand on her hip.

"I have an idea. After killing the White Queen, we can go fishing for bluefin tuna along the way!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka covered her wildly flying hair with one hand, and her bright and beautiful face was so delicate. Even on the swaying ship, the girl looked chic and calm, looking into the black distance and calling loudly.

"Why bluefin tuna!" Yuan Zhisheng also responded loudly. The gas turbine was running loudly, and everyone had to shout at the top of their lungs when talking.

"We are pretending to be a scientific research vessel engaged in studying the confluence routes of precious marine fish! Even if we want to salvage, it should not be to salvage bluefin tuna!"

“Then salmon!”

"?"

They set off from Pier 4 of Tokyo Port and had been sailing for three hours.

The evening weather forecast said that tonight there will be eight-level winds and two-meter-high waves in the nearby sea area. There are also unknown stresses accumulating under the seabed. It is not suitable for going to sea. However, the rare channel restrictions are only tonight, and they cannot be on the sea. Dive down to explore dragon embryos as the boats come and go.

When they left the port, the sun was setting and strong winds were blowing on the sea. A large number of fishing boats returned to the port to take shelter from the wind. When the ship sides met, the sailors on the fishing boats waved to them.

It can be said that the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.

The searchlight shines into the night sky, and the black clouds roll and there is faint thunder in the distance. It looks like there will be not only strong winds but also heavy rain tonight.

Waves of coldness hit, but the people on this ship were not ordinary humans. To be honest, even in the face of huge waves, these little monsters basically had the confidence to survive.

What they are worried about is the ship. No matter how advanced the technology is, it is only a medium-sized ship. The stability of the ship in the sea mainly depends on its own weight. Without a heavy enough hull, no matter how advanced the technology is, it will not work.

They had some doubts as to whether the ship could really withstand the storm.

"Kaguya said that there is even a tendency for typhoons to form in the sea of ​​​​Japan." Chu Zihang could only raise his voice in the storm. The black hair on his forehead was stuck to his cold white skin, giving people a feeling of being ravaged. and the desire of pity, but the boy just brushed the water from his face and drank his hair, looking at the dark black water with resolute and cold eyes. "If a typhoon comes, I don't think there is any safety guarantee for this operation."

Japan is a country with many disasters. Everyone says that the Japanese people always have some bad brains. In fact, it is not difficult to prove this if we analyze it from various aspects.

A country built on a volcano has to withstand natural disasters under such circumstances, and when it comes to typhoons, Japan has experienced it too.

As mentioned before, Vera, one of the deadliest typhoons in history, swept through Japan at the end of September 1959, causing severe flooding in Ise Bay near Nagoya, which had little to do with its strong wind speed of 305 kilometers per hour.

Huge waves destroyed breakwaters, burned crops, roads, and railways, leaving 1.5 million residents homeless. A widespread outbreak of dysentery, gangrene and tetanus followed.

The violent Vera crossed Honshu at a speed of 33kts, entered the Sea of ​​Japan 6 hours later, and transformed into an extratropical cyclone with the intensity of a typhoon east of Hokkaido the next day. She caused serious damage to 38 of Japan's 47 prefectures. About 200,000 hectares of cultivated land were laid waste. Fruits, rice, and vegetables were all destroyed, and groups of livestock were drowned.

Electrical and telephone lines were broken, radio and television towers collapsed, railways were destroyed, airport facilities were severely damaged, all factories in central Honshu Island were closed, and 40,838 houses were completely destroyed and 113,052 houses were partially destroyed.

Just a typhoon, Vera almost brought Japan to a state of paralysis.

There is always a line between life and death. It's a good thing that the Japanese people don't know that there is a Dragon King stuffed under their butts, otherwise they would really faint from anger.

Minamoto is one of the few insiders. Based on this, he also feels that Japan's geological structure is somewhat related to the white emperor.

The myth that is most consistent with the history of the dragon family is called Nordic mythology. Once again, the root concept of Nordic mythology is called "equivalent substitution", which is also the basis of alchemy.

Japan is a big place, and its products are not rich enough, but it still enjoys the favor of the "Imperial Hybrid", which can only be exchanged at equal value. The price is that the safety of its citizens is extremely difficult to guarantee.

Therefore, as the "Emperor", and as a good old man who is unwilling to admit his true nature, Yuan Zhisheng must be responsible for the civilians who are kept in the dark.

Not talking about Japan, but everyone on this planet.

He is also from Earth (confirmed)

He glanced at Chu Zihang, savoring the emotion in the other person's words.

He noticed that the college student who was pulled to perform the task as soon as he got off the plane was not too scared. He just talked about his understanding of the task calmly and rationally and objectively.

[Brother, he is very similar to you. 】

(fart.)

Yuan Zhisheng, who had heard some information about Chu Zihang from Yuan Zhisheng, mentally rejected this statement.

(I am obviously calm, but not taciturn.)

Yuan Zhisheng defended himself, but he said that although Chu Zihang was nothing like him, Yuan Zhisheng didn't hate such a guy.

No one spoke, only extremely efficient communication.

Very friendly.

So he explained smoothly.

"Don't worry, safety is guaranteed."

"You mean"

"Master, we are about to reach the Xumizuo." Before Chu Zihang could continue to ask, Crow walked behind Yuan Zhisheng and spoke.

"Send a light signal and ask Xumizuo to open the dock." Yuan Zhisheng said.

He turned to Chu Zihang and another Kassel "intern" who was silent against the sea breeze.

“Now let me invite you to appreciate the ‘Unsinkable Sumeruza’, a joint project between the Rock Flow Research Institute and Maruyama Construction Co., Ltd.”

Looking in the direction he was pointing, the sea level hidden in the black clouds suddenly lit up like a fire. The line where the sky and the sea met was particularly bright, as if sunlight was shining on the sea.

Then it was like a palace floating in the sea. The exquisite pavilions were brightly lit, more brilliant than any mirage. The sky and sea were illuminated in dazzling white by those palace-like buildings. The ship began to slow down, and the palace in the sea opened its doors to welcome guests.

"These floating offshore platforms are suitable for long-term operations at sea, such as exploring oil or seabed mineral veins. Although they move slowly, due to their huge weight, they can withstand strong winds of level 12 and even tsunamis at sea. The family has built all six 'Xumizuo' 'Peace has produced the largest floating platform in history.'

"As a base for this deep-sea survey, it is far more reliable than the Lenin that sank here. Even if the Japanese ship and shore collapse, this platform will not sink, so please don't worry about storms." Yuan Zhisheng said.

The gas turbine was turned off, traction chains were attached to the hulls on both sides, and they were towed into the dock of the floating platforms. These floating platforms were large enough to accommodate the entire ship. The ship lock closed, and the lights on both sides of the dock were turned on one after another. Men dressed in black stood side by side on both sides of the dock, bowing deeply: "Welcome, Lord, to Xumizuo for inspection!"

There were not many people, because only the elite of the elite could participate in this mission, but their voices still echoed in the huge enclosed space, making people's scalp numb.

The gantry crane moved over and lowered the suspension bridge. Yuan Zhisheng led the combat team and boarded the elevator to the upper floor, escorted by Crow and Yasha.

Surrounded by the hum of rotating fans, the smell of seawater is everywhere in this huge floating building. The stagnant water from nowhere flows gurgling and is pumped away by the ubiquitous pumping system.

The floating platform rises and falls with the waves, making it feel like walking on a soft slope even when walking on a flat road paved with steel plates.

"The Xumizuo is fully digitally controlled. If the waves are large enough, the diversion valve below will open according to a certain procedure to remove the thrust of the waves." Yuan Zhisheng said.

They reached the top of the Sumeru Tower. Standing here and looking down was like standing at Xingshenji Temple overlooking the Shinjuku area. Overlapping waves lapped at the bottom of the Sumeru Tower. Occasionally, there were white water foam rising into the sky. The Sumeru Towers were also connected with steel cables. , when the wind comes, these steel cables are as tight as strings, and after the wind passes, they relax and droop.

Men in white combat uniforms stood on the top of each floating platform. The strong wind caused by the rotors of the all-weather helicopter was no less than the sea breeze, blowing their hair close to their scalps. They were simply an army waiting for review.

"Ah hello~~~~"

"Comrade. Brothers, thank you for your hard work!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was the first to stick his head out and wave to those people. It was obvious that the heavy rain and distance made it impossible to transmit the sound, but all the men on the floating platform couldn't help but have their eyes swollen with golden light when they saw the orange figure. He responded in a loud voice: "Go all out to complete the mission entrusted by the family!"

The voices overlapped, overwhelming the sound of the ocean tide in an instant.

The scene was like an Asian superstar coming to a martial arts gym to watch a concert. Chu Zihang felt that his eardrums were shaking and hurt, and he was a little confused.

"This is."

"I don't think you can imagine it, but Fujimaru Ritsuka's prestige in my family is extremely high." Noticing Chu Zihang's puzzled gaze, Yuan Zhisheng looked helpless and with a trace of pride that he could not detect. said the emotion.

"If she was willing, she could have replaced me as the head of the Sheqi Ba family a long time ago. It's a pity that she doesn't like to be restrained."

"I can imagine."

Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng exchanged words with each other, and in front of the two of them, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had finished waving, was talking to Yabuki Sakura.

"In this battle, all branches will do their best to provide safety guarantees for combatants." Yabuki Sakura said, pointing to the fleet in front of her.

She gently raised her hand and fired a blue flare into the air, and a group of all-weather helicopters took off. These giant black birds went in different directions, illuminating the sea with searchlights.

"The twin machine gun installed here is a joint research success of the Kassel Equipment Department and the Seishyu Research Institute. It is equipped with a high-power alchemy matrix. Even third-generation species can be beaten back with concentrated fire. "

The red signal flare was launched into the air, and the floating platforms opened the dock gates. The marine police ship undulated on the sea surface, and the twin machine guns on the bow of the ship rotated and swept across the sea surface.

"The information monitoring of the battle is carried out online and offline by the Stonestream Research Institute in the distance. It monitors the conditions in the nearby sea areas, and determines that the hatching rate of the White King will not jump, and issues a warning."

"But these are not the important points." Yabuki Sakura said in a cold voice, which was calm and a little helpless at the same time. "Because most people don't have enough blood to get close to this sea area, so they can't actually provide much help."

"In a battle involving the Dragon King, the amount of support is only auxiliary, and the data seen is far inferior to the feelings and intuition of the people actually in the center of the battlefield. Therefore, if any unexpected situation occurs, the combatants have the right to make their own decisions."

"And the commander at the station——"

"Fujimaru, you will take charge personally."

Yuan Zhisheng interrupted.

"No matter whether the wind is level 8 or level 12, whether the wave height is two meters or 20 meters, this platform is always ready for rescue and ready to welcome the return of the deep diving team," Yuan Zhisheng said.

"This is the only position I want you to take charge of, because you are the only one qualified to guarantee safety in front of Dragon King-level enemies."

Yuan Zhisheng's words are almost equivalent to saying——

[Only by entrusting our lives to you can we rest assured]

There is no reason why a girl should let down this kind of straightforward sincerity.

"Leave it to me~"

Ritsuka patted her chest and agreed without any gloom on her face.

“Really reassuring”

The one who spoke was Fingel, who had been silent since just now. The man had always seemed extremely silent from the moment he was given this task, to coming to Japan with Chu Zihang, and then to the ship where he was fighting.

He looked at the sea, as if there was some unforgettable past in the depths of the sea, and there was no trace of the laziness and carelessness that were usually no less than Lu Mingfei.

It's like the actor disappeared from the camera's range and silently took off his mask.

"It's obviously a dive mission, but it seems like there's going to be a war."

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Fingel and said: "Someone told me that the teacher of the murderous sword will always tell the students who hold the sword for the first time, have you thought about holding the hilt? Now that you have held it, hold it tightly. Don't let go. The day you let go of the hilt is the day you die.

For me, everything is a battle. I always force myself to stand on the edge of the cliff. If I take a step back, I will fall into the abyss. This way I can survive. This is not about fishing for corals or shells, they may be ancient dragon level monsters. "

The seawater broke, and the crane lifted up the heavy refined sulfur bomb. It was painted a conspicuous yellow. The shape of the bomb did not look like a conventional bomb but looked like a short cigar. The narrow tail fin did not match the thick body. lining.

This is something that will be used soon. It does not rely on the power of explosions to kill dragons, but relies on the penetrating corrosion of refined sulfur and mercury. The equipment department there had received certain modifications, and Kassel's own technical advisor, Da Vinci, was responsible for the weapons.

According to Da Vinci's parents, she named this missile [Sword of Victory Contract Excalibur] as a prayer for their victorious return.

But Ritsuka feels a little subtle.

There are still 30 minutes left before the scheduled time. The Rock Flow Research Institute will complete the final inspection and the warm-up of the Diryste within 30 minutes. These 30 minutes are the last free time for Chu Zihang and others. .

After Yuan Zhisheng explained this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Professor Schneider, this is the Japanese branch Yuan Zhisheng reporting. The dive team has arrived at the designated location, and we are waiting for instructions from the headquarters."

Fingel's eyes twinkled slightly after hearing the name.

At the same time, there was a terrible breathing sound from the other end of the phone. It was a creepy sound, like a broken bellows being forcibly pulled open.

The man's lungs were riddled with holes, and students at Kassel College described his breathing as "like hearing a desiccated corpse come to life."

[Wait until I finish smoking this cigarette. 】

Professor Schneider said quietly.

Kassel Academy headquarters, central control room.

The place was cleared today, and Schneider sat alone in the middle of the hall.

Professor Schneider, whose name only appears in the mouths of some students in the school, is responsible for internship tasks and is a ruthless dragon slayer.

But for Fingal, the name means something else.

In the war room, Schneider took out a small iron box from his pocket, which contained golden tobacco. For Schneider, tobacco is equal to poison. Everyone in the college knows that due to a strange disease, Schneider's respiratory organs have severely failed and he must rely on assistive equipment to maintain breathing. So he had to drag the oxygen tanker everywhere he went.

But now Schneider actually rolled out a beautiful hand-rolled cigarette. His movements were quick and smooth, just like a real old smoker's technique. But as soon as he took a deep breath, he coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lungs.

"If you have to smoke, take this in your mouth." Someone else's voice sounded behind Schneider. Professor Manstein, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, stepped out of the shadows and said in a deep voice.

"It has a sedative effect, at least you won't cough like this. Can the thing you use to breathe be called a trachea? Even a broken chimney is better than it."

"Two-thirds of my trachea was removed and replaced with a soft plastic tube." Schneider took a pill in his mouth and took a few breaths of oxygen. "But the plastic trachea is also very easy to use. At least I won't get strep throat."

"What's wrong? You found a Chinese girl to be your direct student and learned their special hell jokes?" Manstein said.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka is Japanese, no, according to her, she is from Earth."

Schneider took another drag on his cigarette, and this time his reaction was much softer. He closed his eyes slightly and savored the scent of tobacco.

"You suddenly came to me at this time, weren't you just to give me medicine?" Schneider said.

"I'm here to ask you about this mission." Professor Manstein squinted at Schneider.

At the same time, Manstein took out a black card from his white coat trouser pocket.

He inserted it into the card slot of the console, and the Gattuso family crest was displayed on the large screen.

[Welcome, Professor Manstein, the black card you are holding has passed the system test. Now you have logged into the Norma system as the head of the Discipline Committee and the privileged envoy of the Gattuso family. Is there anything you need my help with? What? 】

Norma's voice echoed in the central control room.

Schneider raised a brow, but did not lose his composure.

"What are the Gattuso family thinking? According to the original plan, we even wanted to send Caesar Gattuso to Japan as a combatant. We have already taken a step back. Why are the Gattuso family still holding on to it? ." Schneider asked back.

"I don't know, but maybe I can help you think about it." Manstein looked gloomy. "I can stop Long Yuan's plan immediately, or I can stand on your side, but you have to tell me the reason."

"The Dragon King is about to wake up. Isn't this enough?"

"You know that's not the part I want to ask. I'm asking why students are sent to death in this way!!"

boom! !

Manstein hammered the table next to him hard, and the desk was shattered by the hybrid's huge force, causing wood stubble to fly, but Schneider remained as motionless as a dead man.

"Eight thousand meters under the sea is a desperate situation. It is not a place where humans can intervene. Why not try to wait for the Dragon King to revive, and we can even lure it to the land before fighting on the sea surface!"

call.

The white smoke from the cigarette was floating. Schneider did not respond immediately. Instead, he checked the remaining length of his cigarette before speaking slowly.

"Manstein, have you seen my face?" Schneider asked.

"Your face?" Manstein was stunned.

With his eyes closed, Schneider took off his oxygen mask.

He moved his face to a bright place. Even when he was smoking, he had been taking oxygen, and when he removed the oxygen mask, he would carefully hide his face in the shadows, so this was the first time Manstein saw Schneider's face.

It was a face that would give horror movie lovers nightmares. The flesh and blood below the eyes had completely dried up, leaving only a layer of dry skin sticking to the bones. The lips and nose had shrunk, and the front teeth were directly exposed.

"Isn't it ugly? In fact, I am only thirty-seven years old this year, but I have half the face of a century-old mummy. When the students heard my cough, they thought I was an old man in his fifties, but I am even younger than you. ." Schneider laughed at himself.

Manstein shuddered slowly: "How could this happen?"

"This is a mission that left a mark on me," Schneider said. "That was eleven years ago, when we first heard a heartbeat signal from the deep sea."

"Isn't this the first time we've found embryos in the sea?" Manstein was surprised.

"No, it's not. Eleven years ago, we found similar embryos in Greenland." Schneider blew out a complete smoke ring, "You should have guessed that I am talking about the unsolved case in the Greenland ice sea. That The dive team was wiped out, but the school board ordered all files to be sealed and the investigation was forcibly terminated."

Schneider paused and looked at Manstein.

"Do you want to know?"

"Can you still remember every detail of what happened eleven years ago?"

"Of course I can," Schneider said quietly, "That was the only trip to hell in my life. How could I forget it?"

A bone-chilling chill spread from Schneider's words. Manstein vaguely felt that mentioning what happened eleven years ago made the ugly and powerful man in front of him ignite anger, and this anger would not go out for eleven years.

He suddenly realized that the disfigured dragon slayer in front of him might be essentially the same as Angers.

They are pure, simple Avengers.

For them, slaying the dragon is not a job, not a distant responsibility, but a decision that they want to pursue throughout their lives.

"Norma, get out of this room and leave us alone for a while," Manstein said.

"Understood, within fifteen minutes from now, the central control room will be outside my monitoring range." After Norma said, all the equipment in the central control room stopped running, the cameras and recording equipment were locked, and the lights were turned off one by one. extinguished.

Norma left and the surveillance was lifted. At this moment, the central control room was independent of the campus. The shadows of the trees swayed on the high windows. It looked like the depths of an ancient church.

"It was the autumn of 2001..." Schneider began to describe slowly.

ps: There will be another chapter in the afternoon, probably three in one.

This part of the plot is basically the process that the original work went through. I just compressed, deleted, modified, and emphasized many of the scenes that already appeared in the original work, to tell you what I am going to do in this area. .

To be honest, I don’t like following the plot.

After all, this is a fan novel, so everyone should react when they see it. I didn’t follow the original plot at all.

This part is only written to take care of people who have never seen Dragon Race, and to be honest, I feel that those who have seen it may have forgotten those details.

This memory involves something that I feel is "foreshadowing", so I must write it.

These two chapters are quite important.

But I still don’t feel comfortable with the plot, so I’ll just update it and write it as soon as possible.