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

They guessed right. It was the people from the Equipment Department of Kassel Academy who opened the flights. These guys were indeed the craziest psychopaths in the world... Because the Equipment Department felt that allowing the planes to take off would at most cause a few planes to be struck by lightning, but tens of millions of people being stuck in the city of Tokyo would only cause greater risks and casualties. According to the thinking of maximizing benefits, opening the flights was indeed the better option at the moment.

Groups of tourists boarded the planes, and three planes had already successfully taken off from Narita Airport. My aunt and her family were caught up in the bustling crowd. According to the order of their tickets, they boarded the plane, and it was their turn to board the next flight. Of course, Director Chen and his family of three were also with them. My aunt bought the tickets for all six of them.

Just when my aunt and the others thought they were finally leaving the city, ending this damn trip, and were about to escape, a piece of bad news came through the airport broadcast.

"Dear passengers, we are truly sorry. Due to the recent earthquake, the runways at Narita Airport have cracked to varying degrees, and flights must be suspended," the airport official's voice echoed throughout Narita Airport. "This is a force majeure event. The airport will repair the runways as quickly as possible. We sincerely ask for your understanding, and we also ask all passengers to remain patient."

This speech, translated into over a dozen languages ​​and broadcast, instantly threw the airport into chaos, a scene of turmoil. Although airport officials tried their best to calm everyone, who could accept this? The escape route was right before their eyes, yet it was blocked. Faced with the urge to survive, everyone turned into a feral beast without reason.

My aunt's family was devastated because they were on the next flight. In five minutes they would be able to board a plane back to China, and in a few hours they would be back to the home where they had lived for more than ten years. There would be no all-night storms, no deadly tsunamis, no terrifying volcanic eruptions, and no damn earthquakes. They could take a hot bath, snuggle in bed, and drink hot milk. This thrilling trip to Japan would become a wonderful topic of conversation in their future lives.

But whether there will be a future for them is still unknown. Judging from this situation, it is more likely that they cannot do without Japan.

My uncle took out a cigarette case and lighter from his shirt and smoked one cigarette after another.

My aunt held the plane ticket in her hand and muttered dully, "This damn earthquake, this damn airport, this damn Tokyo."

Lu Mingze was still fiddling with his cell phone. There was no signal on his cell phone, but he was eager to show off his thrilling experience in Japan to his classmates.

Jia Jia curled up in the arms of Director Chen and Mrs. Chen and cried loudly. Director Chen and Mrs. Chen also looked worried.

Some of the tourists even pushed away the airport staff who tried to stop them. They desperately ran towards the plane, just like a drowning man in the middle of the sea desperately trying to grab a moored ship.

Chapter 658 Uncle and Aunt Lu Mingze

But in this situation, the plane could not take off at all. Several dark gully-like cracks appeared on the acceleration runway of the plane. If the plane took off forcibly in this situation, once the rollers got stuck in the cracks, the whole plane would likely tilt or even roll over, and the lives of the passengers on the plane could not be guaranteed.

But in such an extreme environment, tourists don’t care about the possible dangers, nor do they consider the difficulties of the airport, especially those who are about to board the next few flights. They are about to leave this city where natural disasters are constant, but are suddenly informed that they cannot evacuate. How can people accept this huge psychological gap between heaven in one second and hell in the next... If they continue to stay in this damn city, who knows whether they will die in the next second in the huge waves of the tsunami or under the rubble of the earthquake?

The noises of commotion continued, and there was constant friction between the crowds of tourists and the airport staff. They even started swearing and pushing each other, and the situation was gradually turning into a riot.

The cigarette butts in my uncle's hand were squeezed out by the crowded crowd. Seeing this, my aunt immediately pulled Lu Mingze aside, fearing that he would be swept away by the crazy crowd. Director Chen and Mrs. Chen also hugged Jia Jia tightly in their arms. The world was in turmoil and the civilization and rule of law of this bright and beautiful modern city were gradually collapsing in the disaster.

"What... is that?" Suddenly, Lu Mingze raised his head and pointed towards the west of Narita Airport with a dull expression.

"Don't point fingers at them!" Auntie slapped Lu Mingze's finger away, and reminded him anxiously, "These people are crazy, you know? Don't provoke crazy people casually, or they will take their anger out on you!"

"No, no... Mom... there, look there!" Lu Mingze spoke incoherently, his hand pointing into the distance, as if he had seen something incredible.

"I've already told you, stop pointing your fingers." Auntie continued to scold Lu Mingze, "If you curse people behind their backs, they might not understand Chinese, but pointing your finger at them can easily cause international disputes, you know!"

"Wife, wife...look!" Uncle also pulled my aunt's arm and pulled her backwards.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you all crazy?" Auntie impatiently shook off Uncle's arm and turned her head away, chattering, "I'm telling you, I can't take this flight. I'm not in the mood to look at this and that. Even if there are fireworks in the sky right now, I'm not in the mood..."

My aunt's words stopped abruptly, her mouth wide open, her expression blank as she stared up at the sky west of Tokyo... Her face was illuminated in an orange-red color.

The western sky was orange-red, but this was not the color of fireworks. No one would set off fireworks to celebrate on this disaster-ridden day. The color of the sky was reflected by some luminous objects on the earth... The riot at Narita Airport stopped, and everyone looked towards the western sky. Everyone's face was filled with surprise and panic, and hundreds of thousands of faces were illuminated in an orange-red color.

Not only the tourists at Narita Airport, but residents across Japan noticed this strange phenomenon tonight. The sky, which was originally dark like the eternal night, was cooled, and the dark clouds with accumulated rain were illuminated by the light projected from the ground to the sky, making them as red as the sunset... However, this was not something romantic.

Following the earthquake warning broadcast, all residents and tourists currently in Japan received a text message on their mobile phones at the same time. The overlapping tones of the text messages sounded like sharp alarm bells ringing wildly. Panic and anxiety spread among the crowd like a highly contagious virus. Everyone took out their mobile phones to check the text messages, and then there were gasps one after another. Some people held their phones in disbelief, some reacted and desperately called their relatives, and some slumped to the ground with dejected eyes... expressions of despair appeared on everyone's faces at the same time.

This text message is also an early warning broadcast, and is also sent by the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau, but it is completely different from the earthquake warning text message... If the degree of disaster danger is divided by color, assuming that a magnitude 6.7 earthquake is orange, then the disaster predicted by this text message will undoubtedly be red, and a dark red!

What lights up the night sky of Japan at this moment is magma. From Mount Aso in Kumamoto in the southern tip of Japan to Mount Sulfur in the Kuril Islands in the northern tip of Japan, volcanic groups that have been dormant for decades or even thousands of years are erupting together today. If the sky of Japan were not covered with dark clouds at this moment, satellites from various countries would be able to capture this amazing scene... Dozens of volcanoes erupted with towering columns of fire, and volcanic ash filled the air over the entire island of Japan. The volcanic belts from south to north of this country are all transparent and bright, as if golden blood has seeped out of the skin of a giant.

"Is this... is this... the end of the world?" Uncle stared blankly at the sky, watching everything that shook every nerve in his body.

The cigarette box in his hand fell to the ground, and all the cigarettes fell out and were soaked by the rain, but he didn't care at all.

This middle-aged man's favorite thing was to grab a table at one of the city's finest restaurants with his cronies, order a glass of tea and sunflower seeds, show off his branded tie and high-end watch, and brag about his past experiences, as if he'd seen more than anyone else... But how much of the world could someone who'd spent their entire lives cooped up in that small coastal town have seen? In reality, all the boasts he'd made were pre-searched online, secretly translating other people's glorious experiences into his own. To put it nicely, he was a respectable man; to put it bluntly, this middle-aged man was simply too concerned with reputation.

Now my uncle has indeed seen a grand scene that none of his friends have ever seen. This is also a "world" that 99% of the people in this world will never have the chance to see in their entire lives, but my uncle cannot be happy at all... because this "world" may cost him as heavy as his life!

This was also what everyone was thinking. They had only seen the scene before them in doomsday movies and disaster films. No one could have imagined that such a scene would actually happen before their eyes, and that one day they would become the first-hand witnesses of such an epic disaster... No one bothered the airport staff anymore, and the riot just now calmed down within a few tens of seconds. Not only the tourists, but even the airport staff were stunned in place with pale faces. Even the work of repairing the aircraft acceleration runway was put on hold.

Because everyone knew in their hearts that they could not leave Japan. This country was like a huge altar, and all of them were living sacrifices on the altar, just like the words once passed down in the ancient books of the Snake Eight Clan: "The awakening of the 'God' requires the blood sacrifice of all people."

These civilians and tourists had no idea what had awakened in this land, but they were all extremely pessimistic. The Prime Minister's Office had lost contact, the Tokyo Governor had limited ability, the Metropolitan Police Department and the disaster relief forces could hardly protect themselves, and at this moment, the only one who could save them and this country... was probably God.

"Mom and Dad...can we go back?" Jia Jia didn't dare to look up. The introverted girl nestled in her parents' arms and spoke timidly.

"Of course we can go back. Mingze's mother has already bought the plane tickets. Your father is the director, an important figure in the city. Japan wouldn't dare let anything happen to our family." Mrs. Chen touched Jiajia's head and comforted her daughter. "If you feel tired, take a nap. The airport is too crowded right now, and there's a problem with the runway. You might be on the plane home by the time you wake up."

Mrs. Chen winked at Director Chen while comforting her daughter. She knew in her heart that what she said was all fairy tales, but in order to comfort her frightened daughter, she could only pretend to be relaxed and tell her a white lie... Director Chen opened his mouth, but he really didn't have the heart to do so. He looked at his wife and children, then at the desperate crowd, and could only sigh silently.

This middle-aged man, who was a big shot in that small coastal town and looked glamorous in front of others, felt so powerless about life for the first time.

My aunt also held Lu Mingze in her arms in the same posture. In times of crisis, a mother will involuntarily show her strong side in front of her child... Suddenly, my aunt was stunned, as if she thought of something, and she looked at my uncle hesitantly.

"The child's father... do you think Mingfei is still in Japan?" Aunt asked uncle tentatively.

"I called Mingfei several times on the way to the airport, but the kid's phone was always turned off." The uncle was silent for a while before speaking. It was obvious that he had been concerned about Lu Mingfei's situation for a long time, but he just didn't take the initiative to bring it up in front of his wife.

"Do you think Mingfei got into trouble with someone?" Auntie asked worriedly. "Remember that day when we had dinner at that Michelin restaurant in Beiqingshan? Lu Mingfei brought a very beautiful girl with him. She looked like she was from a wealthy family. We hadn't even finished our meal when he hurriedly took her away. His two senior brothers did the same thing. They borrowed your car and totally wrecked it."

"That girl's family also owns property in the rental company. We didn't ask for compensation and our deposit was even returned," the uncle said. "That night, the girl treated us to dinner, too."

"This isn't a matter of paying compensation. Didn't you hear what I said? Mingfei must have offended someone!" Auntie said with a look of taboo. "After we had dinner that night, the entire restaurant, mall, and surrounding roads were closed. In the end, a police car took us away, and they even took a long detour. It was said that several cars on that road exploded, and some people saw it from afar. That section of the road was closed for several days. Police were stationed at the intersection early in the morning to prevent residents from approaching!"

"And more." Lu Mingze also interrupted at this moment, "The night before last, you were all asleep, and I sneaked up for a while to play on the hotel computer. It was dark outside the window, and then it suddenly became very bright. I opened the curtains and looked out. Guess what?"

"You little brat, why are you still keeping your parents in suspense at this time?" The uncle glared at Lu Mingze.

"That night, the billboards on the surrounding high-rise buildings lit up, scrolling through photos of several gigolos. One of them was my cousin!" Lu Mingze said shockingly. "Among the others were his two senior brothers who came to the restaurant with him that day, a guy who looked effeminate, and a guy dressed like a homeless person. I didn't recognize them. Many of the billboards said they were gigolos!"

"Ming Fei is a gigolo? That's impossible, right?" Uncle frowned slightly. "And what about Chu Zihang and that Caesar?"

"That makes sense!" Auntie clapped her hands, a look of sudden enlightenment on her face. "So they were gigolos! That's how Mingfei got to know that Japanese girl whose family was so rich and powerful! The girl seemed clueless, but the moment she entered the gigolo club, she was attracted to Mingfei and the other guys. But her family definitely didn't agree. Mingfei must have offended them because of this, which led to all the trouble that followed!"

"But honey, we know Chu Zihang." Uncle defended Lu Mingfei and the others. "Isn't he a three-good student every year at Shilan Middle School? I remember Chu's family is in business, quite wealthy. Every time he's picked up from school, it's either a Mercedes or a Maybach."

"You don't understand, don't you? Classmate Chu, who looks so honest, turns out to be a bit of a sultry kid once he gets naughty!" Auntie used a rather novel and avant-garde term. "Really? When I was buying groceries, I often heard other people's kids were so honest in high school, but they became rebellious and bad in college. Chu and Ming Fei must have become like this because of that boy named Caesar. I didn't like that kid the first time I saw him. He seemed to be judging people with his nose. He even dyed his hair so piercingly blond and dressed in such a scoundrelly way!"

"That's right, I don't like him either." Lu Mingze echoed his mother's opinion. "That guy doesn't look like a good person at first glance. My cousin said his family is from the Italian mafia, and he loves to peck people's eyes to feed eagles!"

"Look, look, try to persuade Mingfei more in the future and tell him to avoid socializing with these questionable kids. Not only did he stray into a bad path, but he also created a negative impact on Mingze." Auntie suddenly turned her head and looked at Lu Mingze, "Didn't you just say that you snuck out of the hotel in the middle of the night to surf the internet? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early? No wonder you refused to go out the next day and were listless the whole day!"

"The hotel's computers are well-equipped and have fast internet, so it would be a waste if I didn't use them," Lu Mingze muttered softly. "And I didn't stay up late playing computer games. I saw a photo of my cousin and his friends, so I took a picture and posted it to the high school group. The group went wild. The girls from Shilan Middle School couldn't believe that Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were such people. I spent the whole night explaining it to them."

"Are you stupid, kid? You posted this kind of thing in the high school group!" Auntie was furious.

Chapter 659: In Despair

"If those parents knew about this, they would blame our family!" Aunt frowned and complained to Lu Mingze, "After all, your brother has lived in our house throughout junior high and high school, and we happened to be traveling in Japan. If they knew that your brother was a gigolo in Japan, wouldn't they blame our family for not raising him well?"

"Hey, mother, haven't you strayed from the right focus?" The uncle quickly brought the topic back on track. "Right now, we shouldn't be discussing whether people will gossip about each other behind their backs. Shouldn't we be concerned about why Ming Fei would become a gigolo?"

"Didn't I tell you? He must have been led astray by that classmate named Caesar!" said my aunt indignantly.

"As for their original intention, maybe after they came to Japan, that rascal named Caesar took them to places like casinos, where there were all kinds of people. Then, not knowing much about it, they ended up running into debt at the casinos. They discovered that being a gigolo with rich women was a quick way to make money, so they decided to make money by hooking up with women," Auntie analyzed cautiously. "I've seen the news. The gigolo industry in Japan is a high-income industry. Some people can make tens of millions a year doing it!"

"So they left so hastily that day because the casino was looking for them to collect debts?" Uncle thought Auntie's analysis made sense. "I heard that casinos in Japan are often run by the mafia. Do you think the mafia put their pictures on the building's billboards as a wanted notice?"

"Now that you put it that way, everything makes sense. I didn't expect I had a talent for being a detective!" Auntie was surprised to find that she had discovered a blind spot.

"No, no! Chu Zihang's family is not short of money, he definitely wouldn't do this for money. My cousin said that the guy named Caesar's family is in the mafia, he is not short of money either, and he must be very familiar with the tricks of the casino!" Lu Mingze waved his hands, "They must be gigolos to pick up girls!"

"Pick up girls?" Uncle and aunt looked at Lu Mingze and frowned at the same time.

"Yeah, if he wasn't a gigolo, how could my cousin have met girls of that level? And that Caesar, he's obviously a playboy!" Lu Mingze said in a nagging tone, "They already have girlfriends but they still become gigolos. It must be because of gigoloing that they picked up the wrong girls and offended some wealthy and powerful people in Japan, so they want to catch them and settle the score!"

Lu Mingze is still haunted by an incident from two years ago. Back then, a girl named Nuonuo came home and made Lu Mingze's heart flutter and his eyes sparkle. Just because he looked at Nuonuo a few more times, Lu Mingfei threatened him, saying that Nuonuo's boyfriend, a mafia member in Italy, would peck out his eyes and feed them to hawks! Terrified, Lu Mingze couldn't sleep for several nights, fearing the sudden cry of an eagle outside the window. During that time, he was even afraid of owls!

A few days ago, I saw the girl named Eri again in the restaurant. The girl's temperament and figure were no less than Nono's two years ago. Lu Mingze was once again attracted by the sight, but he never expected that a girl of that level could be picked up by his cousin. This made Lu Mingze very angry. What was even more infuriating was that Nono's boyfriend from two years ago appeared in front of him so openly. The Italian guy named Caesar was actually tall, handsome and had a straight figure. At first glance, he looked like a playboy surrounded by thousands of girls.

Other people's girls are all hot goddesses or rich girls like Nono and Eri, but I can only go on blind dates with girls like Jiajia, and the other party doesn't like me. The cars they drive are all super sports cars like Lamborghini and Ferrari, but I can only drive the old Toyota sedan rented by my father and the small-displacement BMW at home. They are brothers with Chu Zihang, the most noble young man in Shilan Middle School, and my friends in Shilan Middle School are not as good as me.

Appearance, school, social circle and the girls around him...When Lu Mingze thought about how he could not compare to his cousin Lu Mingfei and that Caesar in anything, his inferiority complex and jealousy exploded!

“What Mingze said sounds reasonable.” Auntie looked at Lu Mingze in surprise, “It seems that my son has inherited my excellent reasoning genes. Mingze will also have the talent to be a detective in the future!”

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm saying that you guys have strayed from the topic. Aren't we discussing Mingfei's safety now?" the uncle reminded.

"If he's not mentally healthy, how can we talk about safety?" Auntie refuted Uncle with the aura of a housewife, then worriedly muttered to herself, "What if Mingfei really gets sucked deeper into this gigolo business? Qiao Weini and his wife entrusted their child to us, and now the child has become like this, how are we going to explain it to Qiao Weini and her husband?"

"Maybe it's not as serious as you think. Mingfei has always been a good kid, and isn't that girl named Eri also quite polite? I think that girl is okay, she really likes Mingfei. Young people should let them solve their own problems." The uncle put his arm around the aunt's shoulders and said soothingly, "If it really doesn't work out, after we return home, I'll invite Mingfei out for a drink and chat, and teach him about a man's responsibilities. Mingfei is a smart kid, he will definitely understand our good intentions."

"After we return home..." Auntie looked at the light reflected by the lava in the clouds and asked worriedly, "Dad, do you think we still have a chance to return home?"

The earth was still shaking slightly, the aftermath of the earthquake had not yet subsided, the crimson light of the sky illuminated the distant horizon into a flaming color, and the heavy rain continued to fall from the sky, irrigating the earth. This island country ravaged by the disaster had experienced wind and rain all night long, and it seemed that it could be in danger at any time.

"Hey, didn't we just draw lots at Sensoji Temple? You spent a lot of money there. Have you forgotten? They say Sensoji Temple is very effective. We will definitely return home safely." The uncle patted the aunt on the back and said softly. This middle-aged man, who had always been unreliable, now showed a rare reliable side in front of his wife and children. "As for Mingfei, there's no need to worry about him. The kid has always had good luck, and he's smarter than anyone else. Nothing will happen to him."

My uncle forced a smile on his face. Although he said this, he was still worried in his heart... He certainly hoped that his family could return home safely.

The same goes for the aunt. In this desperate situation, she couldn't help but worry about her nephew, whom she once felt a little jealous of... In a desperate environment, it is not just negative emotions such as anxiety, anger and violence that are infinitely magnified. True human nature cannot be destroyed even by death. The connection from blood and the love between human beings are definitely the most precious things in this world.

……

Tokyo Meteorological Bureau.

"Move the window toward the west, and the medical equipment toward the east. Put them in a more even position. How can anyone lie down on it when it's so crooked?"

"Hurry up! You haven't eaten enough, have you? The Japanese just don't have the physical strength. When the patients come later, the beds are not ready yet. Are you going to carry them for IV drips?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you four-eyed guy who knocked over my Coke? I'm talking about you! Go downstairs and buy me a new bottle later. Remember, I only drink Coca-Cola, not Pepsi!"

The ones sitting at the computer desks, ordering people around and giving orders are the lunatics from the Equipment Department of Kassel College, while the ones running around in the hall and busying around are the researchers from the Sheqi Eight Family Rock Flow Research Institute. Each of these researchers in white coats is sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

The Equipment Department and the Institute of Rock Flow were trying to work together to turn this meteorological science hall into a medical ward. The long conference table that originally occupied half of the hall was directly dragged to the broken floor-to-ceiling window by the lunatics from the Equipment Department and thrown out by the researchers from the Institute of Rock Flow. There was no one downstairs anyway, so these lunatics performed an extremely unethical act of throwing objects from a high place in this extreme environment.

Several hospital beds and medical equipment were laid out where the conference table was originally located. These were all built by researchers from the Lava Flow Research Institute, while the lunatics from the Equipment Department were in charge of the operation. Actually, at the beginning, the researchers from the Lava Flow Research Institute protested against the lazy attitude of the lunatics from the Equipment Department who only knew how to talk but not how to act, but the lunatics used the excuse of detecting the intensity of the earthquake and the path of the lava flow.

The researchers at the Ganliu Research Institute claimed they could handle the work, but the lunatics in the Equipment Department rolled their eyes and scornfully remarked that before they took over, Tokyo's flooding and road conditions had already been completely messed up by the Ganliu Research Institute. If it weren't for the Equipment Department's incredible prowess, Tokyo's casualties would have tripled! Now the Ganliu Research Institute wants to take over the color detection work. Are they worried that Japan isn't being destroyed fast enough? If they lack brainpower, they should make up for it with physical effort. Otherwise, isn't it a waste for the Sheqi Eight Clan to feed these researchers whose inventions and disaster relief capabilities are mediocre?

The Yanliu Research Institute is definitely not as bad as the Equipment Department describes. Their technology is absolutely first-class in the world, but the Equipment Department's research level is already ahead of mankind in all aspects. Compared with these lunatics whose brains have only evolved, the Yanliu Research Institute is indeed much inferior... The researchers at the Yanliu Research Institute know that their research and technology are indeed not as good as those lunatics in the Equipment Department, so they can only admit that they have suffered a loss and go back to do manual labor in shame.

But these researchers, who were used to doing mental labor, had never done such work before. Their limbs were almost degenerated after staying in the laboratory without sunlight for so many years. Only by relying on the hybrid's own extraordinary physical strength could they barely lift the steel beds and bulky medical equipment weighing hundreds of kilograms. But after lifting all these, they collapsed to the ground, panting and sweating profusely, just like the middle school students who lacked exercise after running a 1,500-meter physical test.

"That's incredibly poor physical fitness! Do the Japanese really prioritize physical development? We at Kassel College already require students and faculty to develop morally, intellectually, physically, and aesthetically," Deputy Minister Karl teased the researchers who collapsed on the ground. "Without healthy bodies, how can you carry out the revolution? Your ideological awareness is far inferior to ours in the Equipment Department."

The researchers at the Rock Flow Research Institute had just caught their breath, and just as they were about to angrily retort to Deputy Minister Karl, the sound of helicopter propellers came from the roof of the Meteorological Bureau.

The vice-president was drunk and drowsy, but he sobered up instantly when he heard the sound of the helicopter. He jumped up from the chair, put on his coat and rushed to the top floor.

"Come on, boys, let's go and welcome the heroes of this war!" The vice-principal rushed out first.

"We still have to stay here to monitor geological movements and volcanic eruptions..." The researcher with thick glasses wanted to stay in his seat and slack off, but the vice-president lifted him up from his chair like a chicken.

"Test it!" the vice-president waved his hand. "If Japan is truly destroyed, it won't make any difference whether you test or not. Either we'll all die together, or we'll just have to wait for someone to step up and ruthlessly kill that 'God' thing... Earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions are just appetizers. All that's left is the final decisive battle. That battle will be the key to whether Japan can hold on."

Everyone rushed to the rooftop. Heavy rain continued to fall. Two helicopters landed from the east sky on the helipad on the rooftop of the building.

The helicopter door opened and Sakurai Nanami, who had relatively the best physical strength, walked out quickly.

"I'd like to ask everyone from Kassel Academy for help. There are many seriously injured people, especially the principal of your academy. The situation is not optimistic." Sakurai Nanami said to everyone with a serious expression.

"Shit, that old guy Ange wouldn't really die in Japan, would he?" The vice-principal hurried over.

"Don't worry...you won't die." Ange, already exhausted, was carried out on a stretcher. "At most, he's only half dead."

"Tsk, who's worried about you?" the vice principal said honestly. "I'm worried you're not dead yet. I don't know when I can make it from vice principal to principal."

"I'm still too old. It's hard for me to even deal with these corpse guards. I have to rely on the reinforcements of the Eight Snake Clans." Ange lay on the stretcher and looked up at the sky. The rain pattered on his weathered face, flowing into the wrinkles and falling in channels. "The 'Third Blood Rage' has put too much strain on my body. My eyelids can't help but tremble. But we still have the 'God' to destroy..."

"Get some sleep, old friend," the Vice Principal said softly, gazing westward. "Even the strongest dragon slayer will age and need rest. You are no longer qualified to worry about the 'God'."

Ange slowly closed his eyes. Just as he said, the battle with the corpse guards had put too much of a burden on him. His body had long since reached its limit. It was only thanks to the old man's extraordinary willpower that he could hold on until the helicopter arrived at the Meteorological Bureau and then fall asleep.

"Take the principal downstairs and arrange for the oxygen mask and glucose first." The vice principal waved his hand.

Chapter 660: Sending Eri to Kassel Academy

Ange was carried away in front of the vice-president. The intensive care bed in the center of the Meteorological Bureau hall was specially arranged for him. In this critical moment when everything should be kept simple, the pulse monitor, blood pressure monitor and brain wave detector were all ready. The equipment department was very considerate.

After all, the one who needs treatment is the president of Kassel College, their immediate superior. If Ange really dies in Japan, it is still a question whether anyone will allocate research funds from the Equipment Department to them next year.

Following Ange, the next person to be carried out on a stretcher was Uesugi Yue. The old man was exhausted from the war against the Shigaraki and had even lost his basic ability to move.

It is no exaggeration to say that Uesugi Yue contributed at least 70% to the fact that the tide of shrine guards was repelled and Tokyo was preserved... "Word Spirit: Black Sun" killed nearly half of the shrine guards, and Uesugi Yue's lone-handed aura also bought ample time for the setting of the refined sulfur bomb. For the first time, the abilities of the super hybrid were fully revealed to the world, shocking everyone on the island of Sea Forest Park.

"The vice-president of Kassel College?" Uesugi Yue, who was on the stretcher, raised his body slightly and looked at the vice-president with squinted eyes.

"You can also call me the Night Watchman, Mr. Uesugi." The Night Watchman smiled at Uesugi Yue, then bowed for the first time.

The psychopaths in the equipment department were stunned when they saw the actions of the vice principal. They didn't expect that this lazy bastard would bow to a Japanese, but the behavior of the vice principal was completely unexpected. Outside, but within reason.

Because Uesugi Yue was the greatest contributor to this war and the person who most deserved the title of hero. This old man was worthy of being the former supreme ruler of the underworld and he did not waste his precious bloodline at all...Uesugi Yue used his performance in this war to prove that although the "Emperor" was old, he still had the ability to defend the territory.

"I've heard Ange talk about you." Uesugi Yue nodded to the vice-president. "Ange said that the vice-president of Kassel Academy and I are of the same type. We have similar interests in some aspects and may become good friends."