Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Miyamoto Ze was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair, just like the guy in the hospital gown who jumped up from the bed when he was slapped by Zero. Miyamoto Ze stared blankly at the familiar face of the leader in the hospital gown, his tone full of disbelief: "Miyamoto...head of the family?"

"Uncle!" Miyamoto Shio walked up to him quickly.

He was the patient who was awakened from his coma by Zero's slap. Until now, Miyamoto Shio's head is still dizzy. He doesn't know whether it was because he was in a coma for too long or because Zero's slap was too heavy.

"Why are you here?" Miyamoto Ze was stunned.

Miyamoto Ze's gaze passed over Miyamoto Shio and looked at the researchers behind Miyamoto Shio who were all wearing high-definition glasses... Those were all people from the Ganliu Research Institute. They were supposed to stay in the underground research institute of Genji Heavy Industries until the end of the world, but now they miraculously appeared in the lobby of the Meteorological Bureau.

"The situation is very complicated. I'll explain it to you when I have time." Miyamoto Shio said to Miyamoto Ze, "Are the computers at the Meteorological Bureau still usable?"

"Most of them are damaged and cannot be turned on. There are no more than five computers that can be used." Miyamoto Zawa shook his head.

"It's okay. We have wireless internet and a backup power supply." Miyamoto Shio turned to his subordinates at the Ganliu Research Institute and instructed, "Assign three of you to record the backup data and upload it to the data center. Two people will be responsible for correcting the curvature deviation. The rest of you will go and rescue the other computers in the hall. Those who can be repaired will join the work immediately."

The researchers from the Rock Flow Research Institute responded and went to work, each doing their own job.

"Uncle, your hand?" Miyamoto Shio saw Miyamoto Ze's bloody palm at a glance.

"It's okay. It'll heal in a short time... but I'm afraid that time is very short." Miyamoto Ze lamented, "You shouldn't have come here in person. You should know what the awakening of 'God' means. The tsunami just now wasn't the real catastrophe. The greater disaster is yet to come. Tokyo will sink tonight."

Miyamoto Shio's face didn't look good either. Even though he had been in a coma before, as the leading scientist among the eight families of Snake, seeing the tragic situation of Tokyo City and the erupting Mount Fuji in the distance, didn't Miyamoto Shio understand the current situation in Tokyo?

Miyamoto Shio knew better than anyone what the awakening of "God" meant. It was precisely because he knew this that he was willing to risk his life and die together with "God" at Hongjing.

Although Miyamoto Shio and Miyamoto Sawa are not combatants, they both possess the samurai consciousness that Fuma Kotaro described, and they disregard life and death in the face of national justice.

"Tokyo City will not sink." Ling suddenly spoke, interrupting the depressed mood of the uncle and nephew.

Miyamoto Ze and Miyamoto Shio raised their heads and looked at Zero at the same time, as if they didn't know why the girl said such a sentence in such a firm tone.

"At least tonight, Tokyo won't sink. If it does, it'll be decades later," Lingyong said matter-of-factly. "Someone will stop God, and someone will resolve Tokyo's disaster."

Miyamoto Ze was stunned. He didn't know who this girl who saved him was, but it was obvious that Zero's words sounded like nonsense to him.

Actually, I have a plot in mind, but I've been running to the hospital frequently recently, so I haven't had time to sort out some of the details. As a result, the pace of writing has been very slow recently. I apologize here!

I won't have to go to the hospital in a couple of days, and I'll be back to my normal pace. The biggest climax of the Tokyo chapter is coming soon. Thank you to all the book friends who have been with me all the time!

Chapter 577: Night of Wind and Tide 4

In Miyamoto Ze's eyes, Tokyo today is an old city on the verge of collapse, and the city is still losing blood.

But the awakened BOSS "God" has not yet truly demonstrated his power. Just a tsunami almost destroyed half of Tokyo City. The following disasters will only become more and more severe... Two hours, according to Miyamoto Ze's rough calculations, the city will reach its limit in two hours at most.

This girl said with certainty that Tokyo would not sink, but she could not even understand the most basic earthquake magnitude fluctuations and tsunami wave data curves. In Miyamoto Ze's view, it was like an illiterate person who had not even graduated from junior high school said without giving any calculation data or arguments that the parallel universe of thought did not exist and would be falsified one day. How could Miyamoto Ze be convinced?

"What is the origin of this person?" Miyamoto Ze lowered his voice and asked Miyamoto Shio. He was asking about Zero.

Miyamoto Shio did not directly answer Miyamoto Ze's question. He and Zero had met in the underground tunnel in the Tamagawa area. Both Xia Mi and Zero left a deep impression on Miyamoto Shio... Miyamoto Shio just pointed at the position of Zero's chest calmly, and hinted at the girl's identity to his uncle.

Miyamoto Ze squinted his eyes and glanced at the girl's chest. With the help of the faint light from the computer screen, Miyamoto Ze saw the gleaming, half-decayed silver badge of the World Tree worn on the girl's chest.

"Kassel Academy!" Miyamoto Ze suddenly jumped up from his seat, staring at Ling in disbelief, "You are actually from Kassel Academy!"

Not to mention that Miyamoto Zawa hates the people of Kassel Academy to the core, at least the current Kassel Academy will never be welcomed by him... It's not just Miyamoto Zawa, this is true for everyone in the Sheqi Eight Families. Except for a few family heads, Kassel Academy is still the real culprit who kidnapped Miss Eri and assassinated Mr. Masamune in the hearts of the Sheqi Eight Families. They stand in absolute opposition to these foreign dragon slayers.

"Uncle, it's not what you think." Miyamoto Shixiong saw Miyamoto Ze's changing expression and couldn't help but remind him, "There is some kind of misunderstanding between us and Kassel Academy."

Miyamoto Shio was not afraid that his uncle would do something inappropriate to the girl in front of him... He was more afraid that Miyamoto Ze would lose his composure due to misunderstanding and be hacked to death by the girl.

After all, after what happened with Hongjing, Miyamoto Shio knew that everyone at Kassel Academy was not easy to deal with. The slap that Zero had slapped in the face to wake him up just now still hurt.

"Misunderstanding?" Miyamoto Ze looked at Miyamoto Shio in confusion.

"Yes, Mr. Masamune's death might really have nothing to do with Kassel Academy." Miyamoto Shio nodded. "While we were excavating in the Tamagawa area, someone from Kassel Academy suddenly appeared before us, bringing us news that the Demonic Clan was planning a surprise attack on Hongjing..."

Miyamoto Shio quickly recounted to Miyamoto Ze what had happened in the Tama River area not long ago, including what Xia Mi had said to him, and how the people from Kassel Academy possessed incredible abilities but did not kill any people from the Self-Defense Forces and the Ganliu Research Institute... Miyamoto Ze's original vigilance gradually relaxed.

Miyamoto Ze suddenly realized that he was saved by this girl when he was in life-and-death crisis just now. If Kassel Academy really intended to murder Sheqi Bajia, this girl would have no reason to save him.

After listening to all that Miyamoto Shio said, Miyamoto Ze fell into a brief silence. He didn't know what he was thinking. Finally, he turned his head and looked at the erupting Mount Fuji in the distance.

The power of the eruption of the father of volcanoes far exceeded all scientists' original expectations. The entire sky a hundred kilometers away was dyed a dazzling red. The fog formed by dark gray volcanic ash and the black clouds with electric snakes swam around the area. The boiling lava was like flames oozing out of hell, wrapped in billowing black smoke.

It flows from the center of Honshu Island to Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, Yamanashi Prefecture and Shizuoka Prefecture in all directions. Wherever the magma passes, the mountains and forests are set on fire, and deep and shallow gullies are cracked in the earth... The area within dozens of kilometers of Mount Fuji is all shrouded in extremely high temperatures, thick mountain ash and a terrifying atmosphere. There is no doubt that the area has completely become a human restricted area with no survivors.

"We tried everything to prevent it, but 'God' still resurrected." Miyamoto Ze looked at the devastated land and said slowly. He turned his head to look at Zero, "Kassel Academy couldn't prevent 'God's' resurrection?"

"We have our own way of doing things. Our attitude towards 'God' differs from that of the Snake Eight Clan, but our thoughts on this country are the same." Zero looked at Miyamoto Ze and Miyamoto Shio and said in a tone of unprecedented seriousness, "Tokyo City will not sink, and Japan will not sink either."

"What do you mean?" Miyamoto Ze was stunned, his brows furrowed. "At this critical juncture, why are you still giving such an ambiguous answer? What is your attitude towards 'God'? Isn't Kassel Academy the most steadfast dragon slayer organization? Are you on the side of the family, or against it?"

"Kassel Academy is the most steadfast dragon slayer organization... but the academy is the academy, and we are ourselves. Our actions do not represent the academy's position." Zero pointed to the Kassel Academy emblem on his chest. "It's just a symbol of identity."

"I've brought the people here. My mission is complete, but I still have other things to do." Zero looked down at his watch, then said to Miyamoto Ze and Miyamoto Shio, "Final reminder, there should be members of the Oni Shu at the Ganliu Research Institute as well. From now on, you will be responsible for your own safety. If anything goes wrong, it's not my responsibility, and I won't come to your rescue."

Regardless of Miyamoto Ze and Miyamoto Shio's reactions, Zero made an exception and said a few more words to the people from the Sheqi Eight Families. After saying this, Zero turned around and prepared to leave the Meteorological Bureau hall.

Just before Zero was about to step out of the Meteorological Bureau hall, Miyamoto Shio, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke and called her from behind.

"Is Tokyo really not going to sink?" Miyamoto Shio stared at Zero's back, the worry on his face unwavering. "The most we can do is record the data and minimize the damage caused by the disaster. But we can't think of a way to prevent the next disaster. How can we prevent Tokyo from sinking? What exactly do we need to do?"

Zero stopped and looked at Miyamoto Shio.

"The battlefield outside has nothing to do with you. All you have to do is stay here, mitigate the damage caused by the disaster, and slow the sinking of Tokyo." Zero said to Miyamoto Shio, "You are not the ones who can truly save Tokyo. You are just a transitional role, waiting for the arrival of the psychopath who can save the city... About twenty minutes left."

"A psychopath who can save this city?" Miyamoto Shio was stunned. "Who are you referring to?"

Zero did not answer Miyamoto Shio's words. She silently left the Meteorological Bureau hall and disappeared into the dark corridor.

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A high-rise building in western Tokyo.

"Has the Meteorological Bureau responded yet?" A bloated middle-aged man standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building asked the young woman beside him, "What did Director Miyamoto say? How long will this abnormal weather last?"

This bloated middle-aged man is ostensibly the highest authority in the city. He is the governor of Tokyo, Heiji Kozenigata.

At this time, Heiji Kozenigata looked towards the east of the city. Half of Tokyo was submerged by sea water, and the port area was completely reduced to ruins. The famous and luxuriously designed Kita-Aoyama building was also half destroyed by the tsunami. The remaining pyramid-shaped half was exposed on the water, like an isolated island in the desolate sea.

Looking at the dilapidated building from afar, Kozenigata Heiji couldn't help but feel relieved for having survived the disaster. Originally, Kozenigata Heiji, his wife, and Ms. Chiyo and her husband had agreed to have dinner together in Kita-Aoyama tonight. If they both arrived on time tonight, according to the agreed time, the four of them should be chatting in the box at this moment. Then, Kozenigata Heiji would encounter the terrifying tsunami as soon as he arrived at the door of Kita-Aoyama.

It seems that it is not entirely a bad thing for women to love to play. Fortunately, his wife and Ms. Chiyo both broke their appointment tonight, otherwise Heiji Kozenigata didn't think that he could stay in Harajuku, which is so close to Tokyo Bay, and be safe and sound during the attack of the super tsunami... Even if Heiji Kozenigata is the governor of Tokyo, his identity and status will be of no use in the face of such a natural disaster that can easily destroy a city.

"No, the conversation with the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau ended ten minutes ago. Director Miyamoto himself didn't speak to us. According to reports from other researchers at the Meteorological Bureau, the climate and geological conditions along the coast of Japan, Tokyo, and nearby prefectures are completely beyond previously recorded data thresholds," said the young woman next to Kozengata Heiji. She is the governor's secretary. "This disaster has completely spiraled out of control. The stress in the lower layers is dozens of times higher than normal. An unknown force in the earth's crust is pulling the Japanese continental shelf underground, and this force is concentrated in Tokyo. The city has sunk nearly a meter in just twenty minutes. It is estimated that in two and a half hours, the entire city of Tokyo will be submerged below sea level."

"Are we just going to watch Tokyo sink without offering any remedial measures?" Zenigata Heiji said grimly. "The Meteorological Bureau has taken so much government research funding over the years, what do they do for a living? After this disaster, I will definitely hold Director Miyamoto accountable. The Meteorological Bureau needs to clean up its act."

"Actually, this isn't entirely Director Miyamoto's fault. After all, the Meteorological Bureau is a meteorological organization, not a disaster relief organization, so Director Miyamoto can't be blamed entirely on him," said Kozenigata Heiji's secretary. "And judging by the current situation, it's unclear whether Tokyo City has a future. Perhaps you won't have the chance to blame Director Miyamoto anymore."

The secretary's words were truly heartbreaking. After hearing these words, Xiao Qianxing Heiji's face looked as ugly as if he had just swallowed a dead fly.

"So Tokyo... this city is hopeless... right?" asked Heiji Kozengata with a pale face, his voice trembling slightly.

Although the governor of a city does not have to stay and perish with the city, whether for political or humanitarian reasons, Kozengata Heiji cannot abandon the people of an entire city and escape alone. He must rush to the front line of disaster relief in the city. Only if the governor stays in the city can he comfort people's hearts, otherwise a city will truly lose hope.

"I don't know, but the city is being threatened not only by disasters but also by other factors," said Kozengata Heiji's secretary. "The most chaotic area isn't Minato Ward, but Shinjuku. Minato Ward has been practically destroyed, and according to reports from Shinjuku residents, unidentified terrorists in speedboats and diving suits are wreaking havoc in Shinjuku. Equipped with pistols, sniper rifles, grenades, and bazookas, they launched a surprise attack on a club called Takamagahara on Kabukicho."

"Takama-ga-hara? What kind of store is this?" Zenigata Heiji frowned slightly. He felt that the name "Takama-ga-hara" was strangely familiar. "Luxury store? Or a gold shop? Or a pawn shop? Is there anything in Takama-ga-hara that those terrorists would care about?"

"Well, neither of them." The secretary shook his head. "As far as I know, Takamahara is a gigolo parlor."

"A male escort parlor?" Heiji Kozengata was stunned.

"Yes, Takamahara is a host club. Like all nightclubs, it makes money by selling expensive drinks and the time and companionship of the hostesses," the secretary explained. "However, while the customers of ordinary nightclubs are mostly men, the customers of host parlors are basically all women."

"Why would terrorists attack a gigolo parlor?" Zenigata Heiji asked in confusion. "Could it be that their boss's woman was abducted by a gigolo?"

"I don't know. There was also a commotion in Shinjuku last night. Posters of several popular gigolos from Takama-ga-hara were projected onto the advertising screens of all the skyscrapers in Shinjuku," the secretary said. "Thousands of yakuza gathered at the entrance of Takama-ga-hara in the early hours of last night. There seems to be some kind of conflict between Takama-ga-hara and the Snake Eight Clan."

Kozenigata Heiji's face changed slightly. As the so-called governor of Tokyo, he certainly knew what the Yagi Eight Clan was like. They were the head family of the Japanese underworld, and their headquarters was in Shinjuku District, Tokyo. In many aspects of this city, the status and power of the Yagi Eight Clan even surpassed that of the government. It could be said that group of gangsters were the real emperors of this country.

"The Snake Eight Family... Who is hiding in that host bar? Why would the Japanese underworld family mobilize such a large force?" Zenigata Heiji couldn't help but ask.

Chapter 578 Expert Angers

"Perhaps those gigolos are not simple, or perhaps they've offended the Snake Family." Zenigata Heiji's secretary brushed the question off with a vague response. "But tonight's report has little to do with those gigolos. It's mainly because many of Tokyo's socialites have gathered in Takama-ga-hara today."

"Socialite?" Xiao Qianxing Heiji was stunned again.

"Yes," the secretary nodded. "Originally, the streets of Shinjuku were blocked off tonight by the Yakihachi clan and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Coincidentally, the host club is holding its anniversary celebration today. Several of its most popular hosts will be performing, and rumor has it they've also invited a rising star in Japan's host world as a special guest."

"These gigolos have great influence in Tokyo and even in several nearby counties. Many women of high status and position have even traveled from other places to attend the celebration of this host club tonight," the secretary explained to Heiji Kozengata. "These women have banded together to put pressure on the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's chief, forcing the officers to issue them passes. As a result, over a hundred socialites have gathered in Takamagahara today, all of them prominent figures in Tokyo's upper class."

Heiji Kozenigata was stunned. He finally remembered why he felt the name "Takama-ga-hara" sounded familiar... Heiji Kozenigata's wife had mentioned this store to him.

It was a rainy night a few weeks ago. Heiji Kozenigata's wife suddenly prepared to go out with her handbag. Heiji Kozenigata casually asked his wife where she was going, and his wife stammered that she was going to a women's psychological stress relief therapy center called Takama-ga-hara. Heiji Kozenigata glanced at his wife, who had always been dignified and elegant, and suddenly dressed up in a flashy manner.

Kozenigata Heiji sighed in his heart, it seems that his wife really has serious psychological problems. She can't even dress properly. Indeed, as the wife of the Tokyo governor, she is always busy with social engagements and interactions. People coming and going are either wealthy businessmen or politicians with connections. It is normal to have great psychological pressure in such an environment... So Kozenigata Heiji told his wife not to feel too psychologically burdened and to be careful on the road, and he did not ask about this matter.

From that day on, Kozengata Heiji's wife went out more and more frequently at night, and dressed more and more with jewelry and heavy makeup. Kozengata Heiji felt that the life over the years really exhausted his wife, so he became more and more indulgent towards her. Even though he stood up Ms. Chiyo and her husband today, he still allowed his wife to go to the psychological decompression therapy center called Takama-ga-hara.

But the supposed stress relief center turned out to be a gigolo parlor? Heiji Kozengata was filled with sorrow. The Tokyo governor felt as if ten thousand alpaca horses were galloping through his heart... or perhaps, just through his lush green head.

"So, what's the situation in Takama-ga-hara now?" Although he was furious, Kozenagata Heiji couldn't help but ask worriedly, "My husband...are any of those socialites injured? Are those terrorists still rioting in that host club? Has the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department sent anyone to suppress them?"

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department also dispatched a large number of personnel tonight, so the tsunami has caused significant damage to them, and they're currently overwhelmed," the secretary said. "However, the thugs who attacked Takama-ga-hara have already evacuated. They don't appear to have caused any damage to the host club, and no women are in danger of death. Takama-ga-hara's disaster response measures are very sufficient. Compared to other businesses in Shinjuku, the tsunami damage to the host club was quite limited, and no one is currently in critical condition."

After hearing the secretary's report, Heiji Kozenigata finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly the ground shook violently, and Heiji Kozengata's heart began to tighten again.

Before his eyes was the devastated Tokyo. The once prosperous international metropolis turned into rubble in just a few minutes. Kozenigata Heiji turned his head, and behind him was the erupting Mount Fuji. For some reason, this Japanese giant suddenly vented its anger, and the magma pushed the air mass formed by volcanic ash to spread violently in all directions. The rainstorm became heavier and heavier, drenching the whole world in darkness... Kozenigata Heiji didn't know what was going on. It seemed that this country was cursed overnight. Perhaps someone had angered a certain god, so the god brought down divine punishment on this country, pouring out endless anger.

Heiji Kozenigata is a typical politician. He was born into a family of politicians. Nearly a hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Kozenigata family had served as assistants to prime ministers and shoguns. In Kozenigata Heiji's generation, he served as the governor of Tokyo. It cannot be said that he brought honor to the family, but he did not disgrace his ancestors either.

Heiji Kozenigata graduated from the Faculty of Law of the National University of Tokyo. With the help of his family connections, he easily entered the Tokyo Supreme Court after graduation, skipped the internship stage, and worked as a prosecutor. Two years later, he became a judicial assistant. Two years after that, Heiji Kozenigata was already an official judge of the Tokyo Court... Heiji Kozenigata had a successful official career in his life, but he only reached the position of a member of parliament.

Until two years ago, Heiji Kozenigata had been a member of parliament for ten years. By chance, he got this young and beautiful woman as his secretary. Heiji Kozenigata was widely praised by the public in his TV publicity and street speeches. His career took a step forward and he successfully ran for the governor of Tokyo.

Since taking the position of Governor of Tokyo, Kozenigata Heiji's political attributes have become more and more sophisticated. His tricks and acting skills of criticizing the political systems of other countries, debating with representatives of some unscrupulous companies, and bowing and apologizing to the people of Tokyo have become more and more sophisticated. If he were an actor, Kozenigata Heiji's acting skills would definitely be enough to enter the Japanese entertainment industry.

But the actor could not save the precarious Tokyo. He could not calm the turbulent sea, stop the erupting Mount Fuji from gushing, or stop the torrential rain from ravaging the poor city. In this situation, no one could see Kozengata Heiji bowing on the high-rise building. Everyone was in danger in the face of the disaster. Perhaps it was really as the secretary said, in more than two hours, the city would completely sink into the sea, and it would not be long before the prosperous and developed metropolis would become a dusty history.

"Can we contact the Yaki Hachika?" asked Zenigata Heiji. "If we ask for help from the Yaki Hachika, will they send anyone to help us? Will the damage in Tokyo be alleviated?"

"The Snake Eight Clan are already struggling to take care of themselves," Kozenigata Heiji's secretary shook his head. "Besides, ordinary people would be hard-pressed to accept help from the underworld. If you rashly send the underworld out for disaster relief without prior notice, it might be detrimental to your future career in government."

Heiji Kozenigata's face looked as ugly as if his parents had just died. The Prime Minister's Office could no longer be contacted. At this moment, Heiji Kozenigata was fully responsible for Tokyo. In other words, even if the city really sank, but Heiji Kozenigata minimized the disaster situation of the people, he would receive rave reviews and might even participate in the prime minister's election in the future. But if Heiji Kozenigata did nothing in the disaster, he would be a sinner of the nation, and there would be no place for Heiji Kozenigata in Japanese politics in the future.

Of course, Kozenigata Heiji wanted to take the position of Prime Minister. No ancestor of the Kozenigata family had ever truly become the ruler of a country. If Kozenigata Heiji succeeded, he would truly bring honor to the Kozenigata family, and his photo could be hung on the highest position in the main shrine of the Kozenigata family shrine... But it seems that there is no chance at the moment. The Prime Minister's Office and the Self-Defense Forces cannot contact each other, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Yakihachi family are busy with their own affairs. Kozenigata Heiji can only stand on the top of a building, watching the city falling into the abyss of destruction, staring blankly.

The secretary's cell phone suddenly rang. She took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and then her expression changed.

"What's wrong?" Zenigata Heiji asked quickly, "Who's calling at this time?"

Kozengata Heiji had never seen his secretary show such an expression. He longed for the person on the other end of the phone to give him some hope, no matter who the call was from. In this situation, the situation couldn't get any worse.

"Weren't you hoping for a savior to call for help?" The secretary pointed at the incoming call and looked at Zenigata Heiji. "Now the savior has arrived. This person might be able to save Tokyo from its crisis."

After saying that, the secretary answered the phone. She pressed the hands-free button and an old voice came from the other end of the phone. Both the secretary and Kozenagata Heiji could hear it.

"Is the governor free now?" the person on the other end of the phone asked. "I want to talk to him in person."

"I'm available. Mr. Zenigata also happens to be looking for an expert to help him solve his current predicament." Zenigata Heiji's secretary said respectfully to the person on the other end of the phone, "Are you in Tokyo now? Do you need me and the governor to come to you now?"

Kozengata Heiji couldn't help but be shocked... Who on earth did the governor have to go and meet in person?

Kozengata Heiji knew that his secretary's identity was not simple, but he never delved into it. On the day of the public interview, the other party skipped layers of screening and was directly parachuted into his side, which was even more exaggerated than an internal appointment. This shows that there must be a powerful force behind the other party.

On the first day of serving as Heiji Kozenigata's secretary, this young and beautiful woman told him directly that she needed to use his position to obtain certain information. This was a task assigned to her by her family, but in exchange, she would also help Heiji Kozenigata gain a higher position.

In private, this mysterious secretary has never been very submissive to Heiji Kozenigata. Of course, Heiji Kozenigata doesn't dare to hit on her. The two are more like business partners, with a mutually beneficial relationship... But at this moment, this woman is so respectful and even pious to the old man on the other end of the phone, which makes Heiji Kozenigata curious about her identity.

"No need, I've seen you." The old man on the other end of the phone said, "Move to the side so that the propeller wind won't blow the person who knows the situation away."

Hearing this, the secretary hurriedly pulled Zenigata Heiji aside. Zenigata Heiji himself had not yet reacted to what was happening.

The hurricane-like sound of propellers sounded from overhead, and a black helicopter descended from the sky and landed on the apron of the building.

A figure in a black suit walked out of the cockpit of the helicopter, holding a black umbrella. Xiao Zenigata Heiji squinted and saw a tall, silver-haired old man under the black umbrella, who was waving at him.

"Mr. Zenigata, huh? I've heard a lot about you." The silver-haired old man held Zenigata Heiji in his arms and patted him gently on the back. "Hilbert Jean Angers, president of Kassel Academy in the United States."

Heiji Kozengata sized up the sleek old man who resembled a Hollywood star. He tentatively asked, "My secretary told me you're an expert. Excuse me, but what are you an expert in?"

"Mysterious realms, disasters of unknown causes. I'm researching redemption in the US." Ange pointed to the restless Sea of ​​Japan, then to the erupting Mount Fuji. "I specialize in dealing with problems like this. No one knows how to solve situations like what's happening in Tokyo today better than me."

"Really? How do you plan to solve it?" asked Heiji Kozengata anxiously.

In his opinion, this old man was either a movie star or a wealthy man who frequently moved in and out of high society. Could he really pin his hopes on such a guy? He might as well run for his life and resign as soon as possible.

"First and foremost, we need to ensure Tokyo doesn't sink. Don't worry about that. My people are already on their way to the Meteorological Bureau." Ange smiled. "They're an absolutely excellent team. Although they usually stay at home, their research institute is underground, so they're quite knowledgeable about dealing with flooding."