Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 192 The Iron Throne That Changed Destiny
"Can I see it?"

"Please feel free."

Lu Mingfei opened the file bag, and a line of titles came into view.

"The Hanging Iron Throne and the Bronze Theocracy"

The young man said something silently in his heart.

This is the trial that the little devil is preparing for.

Anger, who was paying attention to Lu Mingfei's expression, withdrew his gaze and sipped his black tea.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

But this is also reasonable, even the old man guessed that before the news appeared, the boy opposite had already known about it.

Lu Mingfei took out a thick stack of paper and looked down.

It should be said that it was an accident or a matter of course. The first content was actually the Hunter website.

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Japan, Tokyo, bustling night.

In the book "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword", Kissinger summarized the characteristics of the people living in this land of Japan with extremely contradictory two-sidedness, just like the flowers loved by the people of this country. The gorgeous and most beautiful Yae Sakura needs to bury the body of the dead under the cherry tree. Perhaps it can be understood that the Japanese believe that death is the best nourishment for the cherry blossoms. People here have extremely complicated ideas about the proposition of "death". emotion.

Samurai who are going to the end will prepare gorgeous death poems for themselves, such as Oda Nobunaga's widely circulated "Fifty Years of Life".

Some people have analyzed that it may be that it is in the earthquake zone all the year round and encounters frequent dangers. Even the spiritual totem of the capital Tokyo, Mount Fuji, is still an active volcano that may erupt actively at any time. special outlook on life.

They think death is beautiful.

And the sadness attached to the image of "death" itself is also beautiful.

This point is deeply imprinted in the spiritual world of the Japanese and frequently appears in various literary works created by them.

Even "The Tale of Genji", which is equivalent to "A Dream of Red Mansions" in Japanese literature, uses blank space to complete a chapter. Sadness, an emotion that is difficult for people living outside that country to understand.

It is under such a cultural background that special groups such as Shibuya girls, bosozoku, and Internet cafe groups in Japan have the soil for their birth.

Contrary to ordinary people's imagination, in a modern developed country like Japan, there are no less various social contradictions than in developing countries.

For example, an empty-nester old man who died at home and was not noticed by neighbors until his body stinks.

For example, homeless girls or women who gather in subway stations or Internet cafes all day long.

NHK, that is, the Japan Broadcasting Association, has made several related documentary reports. In the picture, the girls gathered in the subway station are silent. If someone comes to talk to them, they will follow him, and they will reappear here the next day.

There are many reasons for being homeless. It may be domestic violence, youth rebellion, or the divorce or death of parents. Under the so-called happy education, rich people who can enroll in training courses or schools with high enrollment rates The children of other families can naturally have a lot of prestigious universities to choose from. Their future is on the podium, in the hospital or even in the parliament hall. The spotlights and applause have paved the way to a beautiful red carpet.

As for children from ordinary or poor families, not to mention prestigious universities, they often enter the society after graduating from high school. After all, happy education, school ends at [-] p.m., and other people’s children have cram schools, but you spend the same time playing , It is strange to be able to compete.

Amber is such a girl.

The huge peaked cap almost covered half of his face, his petite figure was covered by the adult's loose clothes, and the hem of the coat hung down to his knees.

One day in October, a pair of little feet stepped on slippers. I didn’t know where to go during the day. When it got dark, I went back to the Internet cafe. I turned on the computer in the corner and stuffed myself into a chair with my knees in my arms. Sleep.

In a place like an Internet cafe, everyone knows what kind of people most of the people appear here.

Especially this closed, stuffy, cramped and old black Internet cafe is almost the base camp of bad guys and gangsters.

Strangely, however, Amber was never in danger.

Every time someone with malicious intentions approached the sleeping girl, Amber would always wake up immediately and look vigilantly.

When someone came into contact with the girl's eyes, her feet could not move as if they had been poured on the ground with cement, and her heart was beating wildly. It was not until Amber looked away, as if walking around the gate of hell Waking up from the dream, with a livid face, he dragged his partner and fled.

Amber paid no attention to the scum.

The girl curled up, her chin sank into her knees, and her pale face stared blankly at the fluorescent display.

I'm dying.

she thought so.

Unlike the other girls, Amber's homelessness wasn't due to some kind of disaster in her family of origin.

On the contrary, Amber has a pair of parents who love her very much.

She really, really loves her parents.

It even reached the point where she was willing to rebel against the family for her monster.

Amber will never forget the day she escaped.

Dad stood behind her and Mom like a TV superhero.

"Come on, Keiko, take Little Amber away!"

The family executive reprimanded Dad.

"Do you know what you're doing! She's a ghost!"

Yes, I am a ghost.

Amber thought so.

Everyone said so, saying that he was a ghost, an ominous child who was going to be taken away.

Only father and mother, they said that amber is a treasure given to them by the gods, a unique treasure, and a treasure that is more precious than everything in this world.

Amber will never forget what her mother said when she left her behind and went off to distract her pursuers.

"Little Amber, my little Amber."

Mother said.

"You must live well."

If it wasn't for not wanting to live up to the expectations of my father and mother, maybe, maybe I would have fallen already.

Amber thought.

I am guilty.

Born sinful.

But... why?

Why was I born a ghost?

What she, who has already attended junior high school, actually understands is the bloodline. The bloodline in her body is not stable enough, and she may go berserk at any time. This is the so-called ghost.

As for the bloodline, I heard from the adults that she seems to be a god. So, is she also a descendant of the gods?
But, why would the descendants of the gods become ghosts?
Amber couldn't understand.

So, I am indeed a child hated by God-sama.

The girl who was thinking this way buried her face deeper, only revealing a pair of shining eyes, staring at the display screen.

Living alone is really hard.

Amber also thought about stealing things, but thanks to this body hated by the gods, she doesn't have to worry about running into danger, but the bad guys have to be careful not to rob this harmless little girl. At that time, I didn't know who robbed whom.

This is how Amber made her first money.

But you can't wait for the bad guys to come and give you money.

So, be proactive...

Amber looked at the trouser pockets of passers-by, there should be money in them.

She stood for a long time, and finally turned around silently and left.

Mom said, ah, to live well.

If she goes to steal money, mother, she...should cry.

Amber doesn't want to upset Mom and Dad.

Fortunately, there are trash cans, as long as you don’t find it too dirty, you may find some bento boxes that are almost in good condition.

Ah, that's great.

Perhaps because of God's blood, Amber's appetite is much larger than that of ordinary people, so the job of foraging is particularly hard for the girl.

But she survived in the end.

Although I don't know when the pursuers of my family will come, maybe they will break into the door in the next second.

Well, before that, she still wants to work hard like what her mother said.

Try, a person can live well.

Little Amber stretched out her feet, stepped into her slippers, and went to the bathroom.

There was a strange sound from the back cubicle, creaking, water was still seeping from the ceiling, and there was a strange smell.

Amber is used to it.

She filled her belly with water for a while, touched it, and nodded with satisfaction.

Speaking of which, what was your previous home like?

Bright clean bathroom.

It seems like a memory from a long time ago.

Can't think about it, Amber.

she said to herself.

If you cry out, it will be terrible.

Going back to the corner seat, Hu Po, who managed to pull herself together, opened the website of the World King of Fighters Invitational Tournament again.

The small hands manipulated the mouse, and the highlights of yesterday's battle began to play on the screen.

This is the battle between the "little monster" and the "big devil".

Amber watched intently.

She saw this game on the hunter website.

At that time, the little girl was stunned by those huge bonuses.

Amber can't imagine the top three, the top one hundred, the top one hundred is fine.

The top [-] people also have [-] US dollars per person.

In the past few days, Amber has been studying while fighting, especially the replays of the big devil and the little monster. She is watching it as a textbook.

This is the hope that she can live a good life.

After watching the video several times, Amber thought about it silently, and then wrote down her feelings on the document. Before closing the website, the girl folded her palms together facing the video.

"Thank you."

She thanked her earnestly.

Speaking of which, like many people, Amber is also curious about the true identity of the little monster and the big devil.

And for some reason, she had an inexplicable liking for these two people whom she had never met before.

Maybe... because of their nicknames.

Little monsters, big devils.

And she herself...is also a monster.

That's great, we're the same kind.

She secretly laughed.

Ghost, ghost, I am a ghost.

Amber thought.

But I can't help it.

It's not that I want to be a ghost.

This is how you are born.

Amber thought childishly.

I'm in a bad mood.

She logged into the hunter website angrily.

This is what her father taught her by hand before she escaped from the family. She taught it for a long time, and it didn't end until Amber was sure that she had learned it.

Dad said that little Amber will live on this website in the future.

At that time, Amber didn't understand it very well, until she found a black Internet cafe that didn't have a camera and didn't need to register her identity. She logged on to the hunter website and saw the top post.

"World King of Fighters Invitational Tournament"

Sure enough, she can live on this website.

Pointing the mouse skillfully, Amber bit her arm boredly, she suddenly thought, it would be great if her bloodline could be stabilized.

I heard from my father that Amber is very powerful. If the bloodline can be stabilized, maybe she can protect the Patriarch.

In fact, Amber has never thought of protecting the head of the family. If possible, she wants to protect her parents.

The girl smiled for no reason.

Really, what am I thinking.

Ghosts are ghosts.

How could it be stabilized.

When I was born, I should hide in the dark and dirty sewer, and then wait for the adults in my family to find me one day and kill me.

This is me, Kohaku, who is a ghost, from the very beginning, my destiny was doomed.

The girl raised her face and sniffed her nose twice softly.

Don't cry, don't cry, Amber.

she said to herself.

Useless guys cry, but you have to live bravely.

She put aside ghosts, bloodlines, fate, etc., and didn't think about it anymore.

In fact, this world is like this, she should have seen it clearly, right?

A member's child is still a member, a doctor's child is still a doctor, and a businessman's child is still a businessman.

And she was born a ghost.

should die.

It's just, what my mother said, you have to live a good life.

So, I'm sorry, my lord, even if you hate Amber, Amber, you still have to live well.

Even with this cursed body.

She landed on the Hunter website.

Habitually glanced at the top post, Amber blinked, looked again, looked again.

She rubbed her eyes with her small fist as if in disbelief.

In the end, the round eyes that opened were quickly covered with a layer of mist.

Amber covered her mouth, huddled into a small ball in the chair of the black Internet cafe, and began to cry.

This time I really couldn't bear it.

I'm sorry, mom.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Amber is not a brave girl.

But...but...

The girl looked at the top post, at the title in bold and black.

"Do you want to become a god?"

"Do you want to change your destiny?"

"Want to ascend to the vacant Iron Throne?"

"Please come."

Fate...can cruel things like fate...can be changed?
The little ball of Amber cried for a long time.

She didn't make a sound, just shed tears and trembled uncontrollably.

She thought of her father, her mother, and herself rummaging through the trash can.

if you can... if you can...

I also thought, change fate.

Amber opened the post tremblingly.

After wiping my eyes several times, I could see clearly what was inside.

There are many difficult words, such as "power and power", "seven deadly sins", and "Iron Throne".

Amber only noticed one thing.

Location: Pennsylvania.

It's in... America.

It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured head-on.

Amber stared blankly at the screen, motionless.

The United States, she knew, was so far away from Japan across the entire Pacific Ocean.

Is there a way for her to get there?
If you go to the airport, you will definitely be killed by the adults of the main family.

Do you want to swim?
Maybe...can swim...

Amber searched silently, then stared at the map in a daze.

so far.

Definitely won't be able to swim.

Amber will die.

She shrank into a smaller ball.

There was a long, long silence.

Close the urls one by one.

Almost instinctively, he opened the video of the fight between the little monster and the big devil.

Stopped and turned off again.

Girl's hand leaves the mouse.

She buried her face completely between her knees, feeling the warmth of her thighs.

Dad, Mom.

she said in her heart.

Amber is useless.

I miss you all.

(End of this chapter)