Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 314 Norton: Live, Grow, Eat!

Ronald Tang lived forever in a lonely dream.

In the dream, there would be someone calling out to him softly in the dark, "Brother...Brother..." all the time.

He complained about this terrible nightmare countless times, wondering whose child had run away.

"Brother." The child shouted again.

It's annoying, it's annoying, it's annoying!elder brother?Not here!

My father!
However, when he didn't respond to that voice, that voice would gradually fade away as if he could sense the man's thoughts.

He spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing his sleep.

"Brother...then I'm leaving..."

He suddenly couldn't bear it, and there was a sense of loneliness in that voice, which made people think of the back of the child going away, like an abandoned beagle.

Panic, guilt, and a little...fear.

The complex emotions were dyed into a pool of unpredictable colors, which splashed on Old Tang's heart. He opened his eyes in a panic, until the sun illuminated the sweat on his forehead into a halo, until the cold sweat soaked his face. behind.

Until he sat on the ground in the sunshine, dressed in white clothes as bright as the moon, what he saw was a white camellia in full bloom in a thick porcelain vase, and through the flower, the child in white was writing at the desk with a tube of ink in his hand. .

He looked forward and stared blankly at the child in white.

In countless dreams, he did something very naturally.

There was a plate of green grapes on the table. He picked a small bunch from it and handed it to the child across the table.

The child raised his head, panic flickered in his eyes, like a vigilant young animal, "Brother, there are many people outside."

no?
Old Tang thought to himself.

The streets around the city are quite quiet, and there is no sound of railway tracks.

Much better than my own rental house.

But naturally, he said something else, "Maybe die? But, Constantine, don't be afraid."

Constantine?

Who?
Oh, Marvel or DC?The one with the middle finger?

"Don't be afraid. The boy in white looked at Old Tang seriously.

"Being with my brother, I'm not afraid...but why...don't you eat me? If you eat me, brother can break through any kind of cage." The child said earnestly.

"You're good food, but it's so lonely. For thousands of years, you're the only one with me."

Once again, although Old Tang would always forget the things in the dream, when he returned to this quiet city again, he would still remember his answer.

every time.

every time.

Every time I would answer him the same answer.

"But death is really sad. It's like being sealed in a black box, forever and ever, pitch black... like groping in the dark, with outstretched hands that can never touch anything..."

"The fate of the so-called abandoned people is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to their hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour this world, it is better to sleep peacefully than to trek alone. We will still wake up Come."

"Brother... When you raise the battle flag and devour the world, will you eat me?" The child looked at him, his clear pupils flashing... expectancy.

Ah~~
I'm coming.

Old Tang didn't know how many times he had seen this scene.

So, next, I will say that line, right?

I remember it was—

[Yes, then you will join me and rule the world! 】

Damn it, is it really delicious?
Hannibal, right? I shouldn’t have watched "The Silence of the Lambs" after all. Something went wrong. I originally wanted to go to the hospital, but after watching "The Silence of the Lambs", people who dare to see a psychiatrist for treatment are so psychological Also a little strong, right?
Sure enough, in the picture, he nodded gently, his voice revealing a cold majesty.

He says--

"will not."

look.

really
Hey?
That night, Ronald Tang saw the difference in his dream for the first time.

And in that dream, apart from Old Tang's own surprise, the white-clothed child also raised his head in surprise, his delicate face staring blankly at the "ogre" played by Old Tang, or...
What's under that mask.

"This era has gradually begun to fade away the mystery. The current time is the beginning of AD. Probably, 500 years. No, maybe even this time is not needed, and the mystery will be completely absorbed by the void."

Old Tang couldn't understand what he was talking about in the dream, and he couldn't control it, so he just listened quietly as if being strangled by the throat.

"Odin's purpose has been fully realized, and in an era when the mysteries have completely faded, even I can't fully reproduce the miracles of the Seven Kingdoms, so the result I see now may not be the final route."

The self in the dream was gently stroking the side face of the boy in white. Old Tang couldn't see his face clearly, but he always felt that...
An uncontrollable sadness was hitting him.

"Now is the last time."

"I am the only survivor who can observe all variables throughout history. This is the last struggle."

"14000605 times."

"I lost 14000605 times."

"Eat you, what am I left with? At the end of power and power, what can I gain?"

"Konstantin. I just hope that in that future, I can still find you."

In the dream, the man gently took the hand of the boy in white and said in a low voice.

Old Tang didn't know what the man was talking about, but he always felt that it was a kind of affectionate confession, and the target was
your brother?
I'll go, bro, is it a big game? !

However, the dream continued. The boy in white didn't listen to his "brother"'s suggestion, but struggled gently to get up. He turned his back to Old Tang and ran towards the door, like a robot with a fixed program.

But "Old Tang" closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The sense of alienation suddenly disappeared, and Old Tang returned to the familiar dream. He followed his brother's pace and opened the door.

Then, a blazing light shone on his white robe.

Not sunlight, but firelight.In the scorching flames, the city was crying, scorched human figures were running in the fire, thousands of arrows were falling from the sky, and a huge plaque was burning, flipping and falling, with the words "White Emperor" written on it, It was hell.

In the very center of the city stood a tall pole. The child was hung on the top of the pole. With his eyes closed, the flames of the entire city were burning him.

Like a grand sacrifice.

It hurts so much, it's like a knife is cutting me.Something important was lost because he made a mistake.

He suddenly remembered one thing, indeed, he is the brother of a child.

"Kons...Standing." He called out the name.

He is his own brother.

And yourself.
He turned slowly.

"You are spying on me, right? Ronald Tang."

Old Tang saw his own face in the dream for the first time.His first reaction was fear, and his second reaction was .
Very similar, but brother, you are not as handsome as me.
At the moment before Old Tang fell into the abyss, the person who resembled him said as if the sentence was over——

You should wake up.

Yes
It's time to wake up from the dream.

when he wakes up
I should go to sleep too.

*
"Hey, Lao Chu, wake up."

Chu Tianjiao woke up from his sleep, accompanied by an extremely familiar call.

The voice was neither gentle nor magnetic, but it was the voice that Chu Tianjiao had heard over the past year.

With a sullen face, the man wrapped the quilt around his body, rolled his body into a cicada chrysalis, buried his head in the bed, and turned a deaf ear to the call.

"Grass, old Chu, wake up, didn't we agree today that we would hand over the goods to the employer to earn a lot of money? We have worked for a year just for this moment. If you are late and miss a few of my appointments I will kill you for tens of millions of dollars."

The man who spoke complained angrily, stretched out his legs and kicked Chu Tianjiao's ass twice while talking, the man couldn't bear the humiliation, and finally got up from the floor.

"Isn't there a more gentle way to wake up? I remember that the owner of the bar downstairs put a business card under the door yesterday, right? After a year of hard work, I also want to experience the service of being woken up by a girl in the morning." Chu Tianjiao Rubbing his eyes, he said disrespectful words.

Although this man is clean and self-sufficient, he can't do without flamboyance, not for anything else, just to gain popularity.

"Do you have to get the money if you want to play?" Old Tang complained twice, and put a plastic bag on the dining table casually.

“Pulled Pork Sandwich.”

"That's right!" Old Chu got up from the ground in a hurry, and he almost didn't say hello to the big dad who bought breakfast, and he didn't brush his teeth or wash his face, just picked it up with his hands.

"Is it more spicy?"

"I know you like spicy braised large intestines, this is Mexican abnormal spicy."

"Plastic gloves—"

"inside."

"Oh, and—"

"A few chili rings, fried sandwiches, and separately packaged ketchup." Old Tang ended the conversation as if he was familiar with the process of the other party, while he kept playing with his phone.

Chu Tianjiao first nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Old Tang, you have been very careful recently!"

"."

Old Tang's hand playing with the phone suddenly stopped.

After a while, he replied with a look of disgust.

"I've always been careful, okay? Do you think I lied to you about having a girlfriend in Alaska?"

Chu Tianjiao didn't answer, just shrugged his mouth, raised his hands and raised his middle finger and index finger respectively. This is often used in foreign countries to express the meaning of "quotation marks", probably to ridicule people.

Old Tang was not annoyed when he saw that Chu Tianjiao ignored his bragging, but continued to study the mobile phone in his hand.

When he woke up in the morning, he realized that he had sent himself a lot of messages, probably pestering him to come out for a treat.

"Old Tang" originally wanted to refuse, but...
If this continues like this, it will probably make the other party feel disobedient. In the end, because of the memory disorder, it is very likely that I have already exposed my flaws.

Where Chu Tianjiao couldn't see, the expression on Old Tang's face melted and faded, and he just looked at him calmly.

It can't be delayed any longer.

To quell his curiosity.

otherwise.
solve--

are you crazy!Kill at every turn!You broke the law by stepping on a horse, do you know that! ?Mingming and Lao Chu are my friends, are you crazy? !

!

Old Tang suddenly frowned, his heart beat faster, and the thoughts that popped into his mind made his face ugly.

(Mortal Mercy)

Looking at the chat account on the phone called 【Mingming】, Old Tang concealed his panting and began to think.

Forget it
Let's give priority to the milder way.
"Oh yes, Old Tang."

Just at this time, Chu Tianjiao, who was eating, suddenly asked a question.

"For this mission, the boss only asks us to collect the alchemy props and hand them over to him to confirm the authenticity. I plan to take this thing back to a special agency to deal with it after completing this ticket. By the way, I will meet my son, you Want to be together?"

"...No." Old Tang narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard about the special organization, but he only paused for a while, and said casually with that bored uncle face.

"I'm going to meet a friend, entertain him, and then"

"I want to go to China."

"There...is my family."

　According to Xingyue's setting, Norton and Old Tang should be regarded as one person.

　　As for what Norton's purpose is—

　　I don't know, the original work didn't talk about it, so I have to create a second creation.

　　make a cool

　　
　
(End of this chapter)