Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Early morning, Genji Heavy Industries Building, Xingshen Temple terrace.

It is still a sunny day today. It seems that after the near-destroying disaster, the weather in Tokyo has been beautiful and sunny. A certain curse rooted in the city has been completely removed, and the nearly destroyed city has been reborn in the sun. .

A figure stood on the edge of the Xingshen Temple terrace. Looking out from his perspective, he could see Tokyo, which had initially been rebuilt.

The skyscrapers that were originally made of iron and steel have been covered with new, hard glass curtain walls. The streets are busy with traffic, and the intersections have been replaced with new signal lights. The traffic has become busy and congested again. The social beasts in suits are holding briefcases under their arms and talking. I was hurriedly catching the tram with my breakfast in my mouth. Several large elevated intersections still had signs saying "Not yet open, under full maintenance." Workers in safety suits were hanging on the elevated roads since early in the morning. Various measurements and repairs, dazzling sparks aroused between electric drills and steel bars... Tokyo is indeed an advanced metropolis that ranks among the most prosperous in the world. Tokyo's resilience and tenacity are jaw-dropping, even in such a huge city. After the incident, you can still recover for a period of time and burst out with even more amazing vitality than before the disaster.

The sun shines on the face of the man in a black suit. He leans on the railing at the edge of the Xingshen Temple terrace, quietly looking at this city that has only been around for more than two weeks, but seems to have become a little different.

"You still came so early." Another figure pushed open the door of Xingshen Temple and strode across the stream and small bridge in front of the terrace. "I remember in addition to the execution of tasks in the college, all your schoolwork and There was no record of absences or tardiness at meetings.”

The person coming was none other than Caesar. He was wearing a snow-white suit. His long golden hair was tied behind his head, revealing his handsome and plump forehead. Caesar's elegant leather shoes stepped on the newly paved blue bricks of Xingshen Temple, making a crisp sound. , and glanced at the man who had been standing at the edge of the terrace for a few times, Caesar's eyes were more used to look at the "renovated" Xingshen Temple.

The floor was replaced with more primitive blue bricks, and the soft and comfortable tatami mats were removed. Caesar's heels tapped on these bricks, and the pleasant sound that came from them was filled with traces of history. Every brick here is a cultural relic. It should be placed in a shrine or a historical museum for collection or exhibition, rather than being spread over the entire terrace.

A huge flower gate stands on the front of the terrace, with fresh roses, lilies and violets inserted on the flower gate. The small bridge of Xingshen Temple is still the same small bridge, but the water-spouting faucets and strange stone sculptures on both sides have been replaced by Children were placed one after another to send blessings, the white candles in the lamps were replaced with fire-like red, and the ancient and solemn calligraphy and paintings in the main hall were all replaced with pictures of girls wearing red and white witch costumes...

"I thought you would arrive before me." The man on the edge of the balcony spoke, and his eyes fell on Caesar. "You once said in the student union's recruitment speech that you can judge whether a person is an elite by when he gets up. Judgment, the real elite will never stay in bed or be lazy. The student union does not need young people without vitality. Missing the rising sun is equivalent to wasting a whole day."

God knows how the president of the student union who said this could tolerate the good-for-nothing Fingel still hanging around in the student union. After all, according to the living habits of the guy who skipped classes as a daily routine, getting him to leave the bed was no less difficult than getting a four-legged dog out of bed. The crippled cow is dragged from its pen.

The person standing on the edge of the terrace was Chu Zihang. He was the only one who arrived before Caesar came. Chu Zihang came very early. At that time, the sky was just getting dark and the people who were catching the first tram in Tokyo had not yet left home. Chu Zihang Zihang has been standing on the terrace, watching the sun rise from the sea level.

"Caesar Gattuso did say that, but this sentence does not apply to Basara King." Caesar paused, "Do you still remember the month in Takamagahara? In that month we were almost in the early morning every day After finishing work, there is no chance to get up early.”

As he spoke, Caesar slowly came to Chu Zihang's side and stood side by side with him. Caesar noticed that the railings had also been replaced. The originally complex and exquisite railings with patterns of Xiangliu and Minamoto no Yorimitsu were replaced. With the patterns of cupids, hearts and flowers, Caesar finally couldn't help complaining: "These were all changed by Yuan Zhisheng, right? I didn't expect that guy's taste to be so weird."

"Is it weird? I think it's okay." Chu Zihang had a different opinion.

"That's because you and Yuan Zhisheng are essentially the same person. There's nothing wrong with you two having similar tastes." Caesar rolled his eyes at Chu Zihang.

"No, if it were me, I would replace it with a row of railings without patterns." Chu Zihang explained for himself, and then for Yuan Zhisheng, "I mean, you can see that Mr. Yuan Yuan is very thoughtful. He really cares about his sister."

"That's true." Caesar nodded, "After I came to Japan, I learned a word called 'sister control'. The Japanese word 'control' is the prefix of 'complex', which means someone who likes something extremely. People, the word 'control' should be preceded by the word 'control' before what they like, and 'sister control' refers to a guy who unconditionally obeys his sister's preferences."

"You mean, Yuan Jun is a sister-in-law?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Caesar patted the railing with the Cupid tattoo, "This is the late sister control, and Kazama Ruri, that guy is the brother control, Master Yue is probably the daughter control, in short, this big family They are all the same, sick and blind."

Chu Zihang glanced at Caesar twice. He didn't know why he felt that the way Caesar spoke today was a bit strange. It was like a combination of Fingel and Lu Mingfei, and it seemed that he played them well during the Basara King period in Gao Tianyuan. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and Chu Zihang didn't ask any more questions.

"Am I weird today?" Caesar noticed Chu Zihang's eyes.

"No." Chu Zihang shook his head and looked outside the terrace of Xingshen Temple. "Caesar, do you think there is anything different in Japan now?" Caesar followed Chu Zihang's gaze and looked outside the terrace. Looking outside, the huge Tokyo spread out before his eyes like a scroll. It would be more suitable to say that it is a movie scene, but this movie is real-time, the scenes are grand and vivid, and there are tens of millions of actors and actresses. You can watch Visitors to other places ask local students for directions on the street, and white-collar workers in the building opposite can be seen leisurely drinking morning tea with their colleagues in their offices.

"This city doesn't seem so cold anymore." After looking at it for a while, Caesar spoke slowly.

Caesar was not referring to the air, but to the feeling that this city brings to people. They once sat in a car sent by the Sheqi Hachi family and shuttled through the streets of this city. From their perspective, the city of Tokyo was The super huge business economy is like a precise and rigorous machine. Everyone performs their duties in their own positions. The task of female students is to wear short skirts and stockings to attend classes for a day in school, no matter it is hot summer. Or in the cold winter, it forms a beautiful scenery in this city. The office worker's task is to catch the morning rush hour subway, even if he is squeezed into a miserable state, and then drags his tired and heavy body after get off work and is complained by his wife. Incompetent men who can't make money are the bottom of the city, they are the smallest parts that make up the city, while those entrepreneurs who can make money by sitting in high-rise buildings drinking tea and reading newspapers every day It is the larger gears and knobs that mesh with each other to allow this huge, mechanical city to operate normally.

But no one is willing to succumb to their current situation. The small screw wants to become an important gear, and the gear wants to escape its position and become the person in charge of controlling the machine. Office workers are working hard day by day in the life of social animals. Dreaming of becoming a boss one day, big entrepreneurs set their sights on politics and the military industry. After getting rich, they hope to gain power and gain even more astonishing wealth... But many times people don't know that A person's future has already been priced clearly in secret. This thing that marks a price for them is called fate.

That’s why Chu Zihang said those words in the car. He felt that Tokyo is a city bound by rules. The whole city is a huge and complex machine. Everyone is bound by some kind of social rules. In this The different positions of the machine are running at high speed and in cycles until they die of old age.

"I don't know if this disaster has changed the city, or if it has exposed something. I feel that this city is not as lifeless as I saw before." Chu Zihang slowly said say.

"Tokyo is originally like this." A voice sounded behind Caesar and Chu Zihang, "It looks efficient and rigid during the day, but if you stay in this city and see the real Tokyo, you will be shocked by it. The contrast between the city and the city is far less boring and sluggish than people think.”

Caesar and Chu Zihang turned around and saw that the person coming was Fengjian Liuli, which made sense. If you wanted to get close to their backs silently, you would have to have at least someone with Fengjian Liuli's bloodline.

At this moment, Kazama Ruri is also wearing a rare black suit. The straight trouser legs are slender and straight. In my impression, Kazama Ruri is a casual and self-centered man. He would never wear such a suit that symbolizes restraint for him. Obviously Something important happened today that made him change his habits.

"Fengjian Jun." Chu Zihang nodded to Fengjian Liuli as a greeting.

"Chu Jun, Gattuso Jun, good morning." Kazama Ruri bowed slightly to the two of them, "Have you still gotten used to life during this time in Japan?"

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other. They didn't know why Kazama Liuli suddenly asked... Mainly because they didn't know how to answer. For most of the past two months in Japan, they had lived in Gao Tianyuan and experienced In the life of a Cowherd, he also became a member of the most powerful trio of freshmen Cowherds in Tokyo. It seems strange to say he is used to it or not.

"Because I heard Chu Jun talk about it just now, and I feel that the city of Tokyo is different." Kazama Ruri explained to the two of them, "In fact, Tokyo has two completely different sides, and you can only appreciate it if you live in this city for a period of time. "

"I'm curious about Mr. Fengjian's opinion." Fengjian Liuli's words obviously aroused Chu Zihang's interest.

"You can see the female students who still wear short skirts to expose their legs in winter, you can see the office workers who desperately squeeze into the tram and endure their wives' complaints, and you can see the gangsters who hang out on the streets with nothing to do all day long." Ruri Kazama Standing on the other side of Chu Zihang, looking at the bustling Tokyo, "It is a compulsory requirement for female students to wear skirts in the school, but not all girls are dissatisfied with the school's requirement. They originally love beauty, and they have A large number of students work as "assisted dating" after school. Wearing skirts can increase their chances of finding clients. However, incompetent office workers occasionally do not go home after get off work, but instead drink with their colleagues and get drunk. Later, I went to a custom shop with the private money I had saved without telling my wife. The gangsters had nothing to do during the day because the job of collecting protection fees was usually in the evening or late at night. I have seen those gangsters who were lazy and idle during the day carrying knives and sticks on the streets at night. They looked like they were fighting, their eyes were red, like crazy beasts, risking their lives just to get ahead."

"You are just talking about the dark side of this city, and the wealthy entrepreneurs and politicians who are amassing money crazily and squandering it wantonly. The money they wash with their hands in one hour can be earned by ordinary families in ten years." No." Caesar corrected Kazama Ruri, "Every city has its own dark side. Tokyo is not special. Isn't the Genji Heavy Industry under our feet the center of this city's dark world?"

"Gattuso-kun, I don't want to say how special the city of Tokyo is. Its essence is the same as thousands of cities in the world, and in each city, there is a person similar to the Snake Qihachi family. There is a kind of existence in the center of darkness. They may suck the blood of the city, but they also maintain the order of the city." Kazama Liuli said, "Perhaps it is better to say that the whole world is a huge machine, and some people are responsible for maintaining it. There are people who serve as the nutrients needed for its operation, but there are always people who try to break out of the constraints. The rebirth of Tokyo is by no means as simple as the reorganization of a machine. It is full of the enthusiasm and love of the people of this city. is what can change the rules and nature of the world. Finally, Gattuso-kun, what I want to say is that I have lived in Osaka these years, but I come to Tokyo several times every year. Every time I come, this city brings Give me a different feeling.”

"You are worthy of being a well-known kabuki master in Japan. These are very philosophical words. Your literary talent should be published in a book." Caesar nodded.

It’s hard to tell whether Caesar’s words are genuine praise or irony. Chu Zihang is right. Sometimes the words that come out of Caesar’s mouth really make people want to put shoe prints on his handsome face. His face was flawless, but luckily Kazama Ruri didn't care.

"It's all on time. All the supporting actors are here." An even louder voice sounded at the door of Xingshen Temple.