Childhood Anime Grand Tour

At this moment, Liu Yufei was still on his way. After returning to the starting point once again, Liu Yufei was in despair. The mine tunnels that stretched in all directions were marked by Liu Yufei.

Liu Yufei was emitting a fluorescent glow, which was a special effect of the Qilin Fruit. Liu Yufei's mark was also very simple: he kept planting grass in the mine tunnel, and the grass also emitted the same eerie light.

Bathed in the light, a figure entered. Grandpa Pom had originally intended to rest, but suddenly noticed a light coming from deeper within, so he picked up his oil lamp and came to investigate.

Upon seeing the old man again, Liu Yufei rushed over as if he had seen a relative, crying uncontrollably:

"Ah!! Grandpa, you've finally come! Your Eight Trigrams Formation is amazing! I admit defeat, please take me out of here!!"

Grandpa Pom looked at Liu Yufei's funny antics, his face remaining expressionless, and slowly said:

"Young people, they are still children. Do you really have to make things difficult for them?"

Clearly, Grandpa Bom wanted to negotiate with Liu Yufei, who was utterly helpless! He immediately cried out:

"I swear to God! I really did it to protect Princess Sheeta!!"

"Whatever you say!"

Grandpa Pom didn't say anything more and turned to leave. Liu Yufei immediately followed. After walking for a few minutes, Liu Yufei couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa, you're from Laputa, aren't you?!"

This was a question that had been puzzling Liu Yufei. Although he hadn't heard the conversation between Grandpa Bom and the two little ones, Liu Yufei had seen the movie, and the old man's appearance was too abrupt.

Grandpa Bohm paused for a moment upon hearing Liu Yufei's words, but then smiled and said:

"Are you from Laputa?"

He didn't say it either, which was clearly a denial, so Liu Yufei had no choice but to "confess":

"That's right! I am a descendant of the Laputa guards, and my duty is to protect Princess Sheeta!!"

Liu Yufei is very dedicated to acting; judging from his proud expression, he has clearly immersed himself in the role.

"Heh! Is that so? That's an honor! Young man, may the glory of the Della family shine upon you!!"

"Ah!! Della? Grandpa, you don't need to trick me. Our family has long forgotten those glories. Now all that remains is duty!!"

Grandpa Bom suddenly turned around and stared at Liu Yufei, the oil lamp in his hand pressed directly against Liu Yufei's face. Liu Yufei instantly tensed up. Looking into Grandpa Bom's eyes, Liu Yufei immediately knew he had encountered a real person; his fabricated identity had clearly been seen through by the old man!

There's no need to guess Grandpa Pom's identity. Whether he's Laputa or not doesn't matter, because his true identity is the embodiment of Hayao Miyazaki in this world.

At this moment, the hammer in Grandpa Bom's hand trembled slightly, and Liu Yufei's forehead was also covered in sweat. Just as Liu Yufei was thinking of what words to use to make excuses, a smile bloomed on Grandpa Bom's face.

"Young man, you're quite good-looking!!"

He then moved the oil lamp aside and continued walking unsteadily forward. Liu Yufei didn't know what to say for a moment! He could only laugh awkwardly twice.

"hehe..."

After walking awkwardly for a few more minutes, they were probably nearing the exit when Grandpa Pom glanced at Liu Yufei out of the corner of his eye and said in a solemn tone:

"Young man, are you willing to bear the glory of the Della clan?"

"Alright, sir, I was wrong. I'm not from Laputa; I made it all up, but I really meant no harm!! You..."

Grandpa Bom knew, of course, that Liu Yufei meant no harm; otherwise, he wouldn't have brought him out. But faced with Liu Yufei's confrontation, Grandpa Bom's composure remained unchanged, and he spoke in a heavy tone:

"Young man, answer my question: are you willing to bear the glory of the Della clan?"

Upon hearing this again, Liu Yufei also dropped his playful demeanor and asked in confusion:

"you are?"

"Della Guardia, that will be your surname from now on!!"

"No way! Why should I? It's going too far to change my household registration right away!!"

Ignoring Liu Yufei's confusion, Grandpa Bom continued walking forward. Liu Yufei immediately realized that he had definitely encountered the real deal, and laughed, saying:

"Grandpa, I really didn't know you were... I'm so sorry!!"

"Hehe, it's fine, just keep going straight and you'll reach the exit. Take care!!"

Liu Yufei wanted to say something more, but Grandpa Bom carried the oil lamp and walked deeper into the area.

“Grandpa!!”

“Grandpa!!”

Liu Yufei didn't try to stop him, he just called out a couple of times, knowing that it would be useless to stop him, and he couldn't very well use force against an old man!

Thanks!

Seeing that Grandpa Bom didn't intend to turn around, Liu Yufei could only thank him. Grandpa Bom, without turning his head, waved and said:

"I'm entrusting those two children to you, my lord!"

"I..."

Liu Yufei wanted to explain, but knew it was pointless, so he walked forward, muttering to himself:

"Della Guardia!! Damn, why do I feel like I've been given a great responsibility? Never mind, let's get out of here first!!"

Meanwhile, outside, seeing Balu lying on the ground, Shida immediately bit the elbow binding her.

"Palu, Palu!!"

The soldiers immediately surrounded the two children, showing no sign of letting up. Sure enough, it wasn't because of the children, but because their superior officer was sitting on the plane.

"Sir!!!"

A soldier gave a solemn salute, and only then did Muska step off the plane, still wearing a black hat, black glasses, and a yellow scarf around her neck.

"They're quite tough to deal with!!"

"Sir, we'd better get out of here quickly! There's a monster here!!"

"A monster? Grab your people, let's get out of here!!"

Musca clearly remembered something unpleasant, and her triumphant smile vanished instantly. Then, under the soldiers' control, the two children were dragged onto the plane.

Beneath a sky thick with dark clouds, the surging waves crashed against the sea fortress like warriors of the apocalypse. This fortress was clearly a military base, standing atop an isolated island, guarded by soldiers on all sides, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Upon waking, Balu looked around at the dim surroundings and immediately realized his predicament. All he could do was furiously pound on the steel prison door.

"Bastard, let me out! Let me out now!! Ah!!"

After pounding on it, he clung to the window above and shook it desperately, but even though Balu had amazing strength, this room was specifically for imprisoning criminals, and he was helpless.

There was a crack in the prison wall, through which light shone in from the outside. Balu tried to squeeze through the small crack, but his head was too big, and after struggling for a long time, he ultimately failed.

The sight of patrolling soldiers passing by outside also indicated that Balu's prison was located in a basement, thoroughly suppressed by the military.

Looking up from the ground, you can see the top floor of the fortress. Light shines through the windows, and a chubby man in military uniform is looking out at everything.

Lieutenant General Muro was the owner of this fortress. He was not very tall, and years of pampered life had given him a fleshy face, with his drooping chin almost obscuring his medals.

As he turned around, he realized that he wasn't the only one in the room. A group of officers stood at attention on his right, waiting for his instructions.

Meanwhile, on the left, Musca is wiping his glasses. The reason Musca wears sunglasses day and night is because his eyesight is not very good.

Musca is also a person with ideals. He holds himself to high standards for his ideals and trains rigorously to fulfill his role as a Laputa citizen. So even though his eyesight isn't great, his marksmanship is extremely accurate.

"You're being too lenient! If you lock her up, she'll confess immediately!!"

Everyone knew what General Muro meant by imprisonment—the Great Memory Restoration Technique! Everyone else held their breath, except for Muska, who remained a gentleman:

"Heh, that's a bad habit of the military, sir! Haste makes waste!"

"Hmph! Do you think kind words will work?"

General Muro held Musca and other government clerks in utter contempt, believing them to be idle and unproductive.

In contrast, Musca elegantly put on his glasses. If General Muro looked down on him, Musca completely despised this scoundrel.

Even though they were on someone else's turf, this contempt was genuine and could not be concealed in words, which is why Muro had always been extremely unhappy with Muska.

But there was nothing that could be done, because Muska meant not only to him, but to everyone underground. He had known since childhood that he was a Laputa, and his lifelong wish was to restore Laputa's glory.

To him, everyone on the ground was nothing more than monkeys; he was merely a victim of adversity, and he would soon be back where he belonged. These monkeys were nothing but tools!

Therefore, it's inaccurate to say that Musca is contemptuous, because humans don't despise monkeys. They only have an indifferent look in their eyes. So what if you're a general, or even a king?

To him, he was at best a monkey king. What Musca wanted was not just a country, but the whole world! And this world originally belonged to him, should have belonged to him, and must belong to him.

Every second he made eye contact with people on the ground was torture for him, making him feel nauseous, so he wore sunglasses day and night. To call him a fallen nobleman was to trample on him, to say he was Goujian, who endured hardship and humiliation, was to humiliate him. He was a god in heaven who had angered God and was banished to earth.

A god without divine power, who had fallen to earth, believed that as long as he endured all the suffering of the world, he would one day return to his divine kingdom. It was this belief that kept Muska alive, barely clinging to life.

Yes, even though Muska's status is already quite high, it's still just a matter of barely surviving for him! After all, how can a "normal person" tolerate living with a "monkey"?

But now things are different. Victory is in sight, but Musca is not in a hurry. Instead, he is unusually calm. He looks down on General Muro's impatient and ugly behavior.