Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

When Akira Sakurai woke up, he found himself leaning against the glass window, in front of him was a pair of eyes that seemed to be talking, with a smile that was not a smile, with a touch of crimson eyeshadow on the corners of the eyes.

The flames in the distance lit up the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, and they were in the cockpit of the Ferris wheel in mid-air.

"wake up?"

"...Well, how long have I been asleep?" Sakurai Akira shook his head, woke up from the daze, and regained consciousness.

"It's only been an hour. Seeing that you were so sleepy that you were bleeding out, I didn't have the heart to wake you up." Makoto looked out of the cockpit, "But if you want to sleep again, I can only run away with you in my arms. gone."

Sakurai Akira followed her gaze, and his eyes sank.

The Tokyo Bay port area not far away has been turned into ruins. The [-]-ton giant ship was swept up by the unprecedented tsunami and smashed the breakwater. Houses were lifted up in pieces, the cross-sea bridge collapsed, and tens of thousands of containers were submerged under the tide. .

They are now on the "Diamond and Flower Ferris Wheel" in Linhai Park, looking down, they can see that the seawater has flooded the Linhai Park.

"The coordinates given by the adults are correct, this is the third door."

Akira Sakurai stood up, smashed the reinforced glass of the cockpit with a punch, and leaned out.

The torrential rains far beyond the past are eroding the city's waterproof system, which is already on the verge of collapse. Waiting for the tsunami to push inland in one fell swoop, the city's waterproof system will collapse completely. The original high-rise buildings will stand in the sea, and Tokyo will be destroyed. The sea submerged and became the second Atlantis.

But it's not the scariest.

The most frightening thing is that the "god" who manipulated this celestial change is waking up!
After waking up from the suspected dream world, Akira Sakurai had to think carefully about the "gamble" that the adults said.

That seems to be the prerequisite for adults to wake up.

"Ming Jun..." Makoto's voice suddenly became dignified, "If the reinforcements that your lord said don't come, even if you get the full version of Baqi again, you will be nothing but a manipulator."

Akira Sakurai came back to his senses, before he could say "what's the matter", the sound of thunder filled his ears.

He couldn't believe his eyes and ears, because, as Mako said, it was a real catastrophe, an unstoppable catastrophe.

The roar came from afar. At the junction of the sky and the sea, the [-]-meter-high water wall made a thunderous sound as it pushed forward, advancing towards Tokyo Bay in a devastating manner!
"The second wave has already reached the [-]-meter level." Mako murmured, "If this wave reaches the port, at least a quarter of the city will be submerged in a short time."

Sakurai said bitterly: "We can't stop this, it's not within our authority."

He still carried a serum gifted by the adults before he left, but even if he opened the full version of Yachi and obtained a body comparable to that of the first generation, he would not be able to defeat this level of natural disasters.

Only the "power" of the real Dragon King level can resolve this crisis.

Mako took a deep breath: "Let's think about it better. Once this place is submerged by the sea, when the third door is opened, the Shou coming out of it will fall into the sea. Speaking of which, Shou can swim?"

Akira Sakurai smiled wryly, this joke is really out of context, how could the blood of the Dragon Clan be impervious to water?
"Your Excellency said that there will be foreign aid arriving, let us look forward to it." Akira Sakurai came out through the window and stood on the top of the cockpit.

The ferris wheel had stopped running long ago, shaking in the wind and rain, and the seaside park under the feet was completely submerged by the invading sea water, and there was no place to stay.

If the third door is opened and Kazuya comes out, it will be another underwater battle.

Akira Sakurai glanced down, searching for any favorable conditions that might increase the chances of winning the war.

Makoto grabbed the window sill with both hands, leaned out, looked at the second huge wave approaching in the distance, curled her lips and said: "When this war is over, I don't want to go surfing for at least a year."

"By the way! Mingjun, are you going to confess your love to Teacher Nami when the war is over?" Mako suddenly turned over and leaned against the window sill, looking up at Akira Sakurai above the cockpit, which was very interesting.

"... Is now the time to talk about this kind of thing?" Akira Sakurai was a little helpless.

"If you don't say it now, you might not have a chance in the future." Mako Miyamoto kept a stern face, and then sighed, "Ming Jun, I remember you fell in love with Teacher Nami since middle school, right? Didn't confess?"

Akira Sakurai was taken aback, and blurted out, "How do you know?"

Mako Miyamoto ignored him, and said to himself: "The big boy who secretly liked the teacher for nearly ten years stepped on the cruel battlefield. Impermanence, at the last moment of his life, the boy lay in a pool of blood and stared blankly at the sky. The rain fell into his eyes that were gradually becoming dull, reflecting the beautiful fantasy hidden in his heart... Mingjun, what do you think of this script? ?”

Akira Sakurai: "..."

He rubbed his temples with a headache.

"It's written like this in graphic novels." Mako Miyamoto stuck out her tongue innocently.

"Don't be cute." Akira Sakurai sighed, "You're almost twenty, and you're still sticking out your tongue."

"Twenty tricks have provoked you?" Mako Miyamoto's eyes widened, and she clenched her fists on her chest, "There is no conflict between being cute and age, you are prejudice, as long as you are cute, the age barrier can be easily pierced!"

"Yes yes yes." Sakurai Akira replied perfunctorily, he was still wondering why Mako knew that he had been secretly in love with Nami-sensei since middle school.

"Are you going to confess when you go back this time?" Mako Miyamoto asked suddenly.

"...Should it be?" Sakurai Akira scratched his head, "Always try, although I know the success rate is very low."

"You confess with this kind of confidence, there is no chance of success, right?" Miyamoto Mako held her chin with her hands, and the rumbling tsunami was approaching the city, but her eyes crossed the tsunami, as if falling on the "Future" "In the scene.

The girl clasped her hands together and pressed them to her lips as if praying, and the sound of her sigh drifted far away along the sea breeze.

"Mingjun, boys need to be more confident. If even the person who confesses is timid and not confident, the person who is confessed will also hesitate." The girl said earnestly.

"...Speaking of which, why should I be taught by you in this respect?"

"Ah?" The girl stuck out her tongue, "Threesomes must have my teacher!"

The brief joke came to an end, but the tense atmosphere did not dissipate, but instead piled up with the approaching waves.

The god is waking up, and the sea breeze is filled with a frightening atmosphere, and the shadow of the god has enveloped the city.

Akira Sakurai stood in the violent sea rain and wind, his eyes fixed on the [-]-meter-level tide coming from afar.

Hurry up... hurry up...reinforcements are here!
We can no longer allow such tsunami to continue entering the city!

"Ming Jun... must live on."

The air was getting colder and colder, and the oncoming violent sea rain and wind made the whole Tokyo tremble, and even the girl's murmur was swallowed by the wind and rain.

……

……

The time is right now.

Tokyo's weather bureau was already in utter disarray.

A geological catastrophe and astronomical upheaval unprecedented in hundreds of years swept Tokyo in just one hour.

The printer continuously ejected the recording paper like a convulsion, and the chief scientist Miyamoto pulled it over like crazy. The amazing curve of the peak of the recording paper overflowed the effective range, which proved that the instruments and equipment installed on the offshore seabed had lost their monitoring. The ability of the tide.

The first to discover the tsunami was the spy satellite of the United States. This spy satellite was used to monitor Japan and surrounding countries. The Japanese government had protested against this many times, but in the end it was useless. But this time the satellite sent Information related to the survival of Tokyo - the volcanic belt off the coast is erupting with astonishing intensity, and a tsunami shock wave that has never been observed so far is advancing towards Tokyo!
It was a frenzy of up to [-] meters, like a large army directly attacking the Japanese capital, destroying all the buoys and monitoring instruments set up by the Meteorological Bureau along the way, so the Tokyo Metropolitan Meteorological Bureau was unaware of the upcoming crisis.

In fact, more than ten minutes ago, Miyamoto was leading people to drink coffee to discuss the recent weird climate change.

In the face of such a [-]-meter-level tsunami, the breakwaters near Tokyo Bay are useless and useless at all.

Once the tsunami officially enters the city, the tidal peak will advance inland at a high speed of at least 80 kilometers per hour, and the city will be soaked in sea water in a short time.
Along with the tsunami, there are 12 strong winds and heavy rain.

This heavy rain exceeded 00 millimeters of rainfall within ten minutes, which is an entire year's rainfall in many cities with little rain.

"Dr. Miyamoto! Dr. Miyamoto! The prime minister's residence called and asked the Meteorological Bureau to give an explanation. Why is there no forecast? Why is there no forecast?" The young operator shouted while holding the phone.

Miyamoto pushed him away and didn't have time to pay attention to the phone call from the prime minister's residence.

He rushed up to the terrace in a few steps, and the sea water had already reached the downstairs of the Meteorological Bureau, the entire first floor was submerged, and the surrounding high-rise buildings were also standing in the torrential sea.Miyamoto stared fixedly at the west, as if his sworn enemy was hidden in the clouds there.

Another loud bang came from the western sky, as if a giant cannon with a diameter of several kilometers had been fired, and a few seconds later the western sky was illuminated fiery red.

"Mt. Fuji... erupted!" A subordinate rushed to the terrace and yelled, but he knew what Miyamoto was waiting for when he saw the scene in front of him. The flames erupted by Mount Fuji could be seen by everyone in Tokyo.

That is indeed the mortal enemy of Miyamoto Ze, and also the mortal enemy of all meteorological experts and geological experts in Japan.

The eruption of this volcano named Mount Fuji is enough to show that the magma deep in the earth's crust has completely boiled, and offshore volcanoes and land volcanoes are connected deep in the earth's crust.

"The shock wave is approaching Tokyo! 10, 9, 8, 7..." The colleague in charge of monitoring the shock wave yelled at the countdown.

Immediately afterwards, a seismic wave with an intensity of up to grade [-] swept across quickly, knocking everyone in the room to the ground.The operator bumped into the corner, his head was bleeding, and he grabbed the microphone and shouted Moses Moses.

Miyamoto grabbed his collar, snatched the microphone and put it to his ear: "Mr. Prime Minister, any explanation is useless at this point. We have no way to prevent this disaster. Listen! There will be no forecast, and there will be no There is no solution! Only one suggestion—"

He took a deep breath, "Run for your life! If you can't escape, try to stand on a high place and pray, pray that someone will stand up and save this city and this country!"

He hung up the phone directly, looked around, and shouted sharply: "Run for your life! It's useless for you to stay! Call everyone along the road to the open high ground, there's only so much you can do! Get out!"

With three consecutive "roll", the dragon and tiger's prestige calmed down everyone.

Under his awe-inspiring gaze, the group of guys who were unwilling to escape due to the dignity of scientists began to move, and soon only Miyamoto was left in the huge office.

He sat in front of the console with a blank expression, and began to record the last data and continuously send disaster alerts.

As Shio Miyamoto's uncle, he knew exactly what was going on. If he guessed correctly, Zhixiong's plan in Tamagawa might have failed.

No one can stop God's awakening. Human beings can't fight against that kind of superior thing. The only ones who can set foot on the battlefield are mixed races like them.

But Miyamoto didn't know what else he could do at the moment.

All he could do seemed to be to pray, that the patriarch would really lead the family to behead the god.

At this time, is there really anyone who can save the city?
The sound of helicopter rotors came from above the roof.

Miyamoto looked up subconsciously. Who would choose to rush to the Tokyo Metropolitan Meteorological Bureau at this time?
A few minutes later, a group of sleepy-eyed guys walked into the hall of the Meteorological Bureau carrying heavy equipment boxes. At first glance, these guys looked a little wretched, but at a closer look, they should be called perverts. They collectively wore rubber boots and wore white protective clothing. Clothes and a gas mask.

The school badge pinned to the chest shows their identities.

They talked quietly as they walked.

"Principal, this old thief has something to hide. There are so many helicopters, why don't we find a chance to sneak away?"

"Where you want to go, that old Bidden can't think of it? Do you believe that the old guy shot up the helicopter with a machine gun in a blink of an eye?"

"Hey, there's no need to blow it up at all. I noticed it on the plane. The fuel depots are so half-destroyed. Let alone leaving Tokyo, it's not enough to rush to the nearest gas station."

"Here...we collect all the oil and add it to a helicopter. Do you think there is any play?"

"There's a fart scene, how many people can sit in a helicopter? We're going to die together, thank you."

……

Miyamoto stood up in shock, this equipment, this school badge, such inconsequential remarks...

Are they high (transformed) human (state) from the equipment department of the academy headquarters?

It has long been heard that this group of psychopaths will be fully armed when they come into contact with outsiders. They have obviously restrained a lot today, obviously due to the poor conditions on the ground, otherwise they would not be wearing gas masks, but breathing masks and oxygen cylinders.

Miyamoto got up to respond, and the group of guys ignored him at all. They found a desk, opened the equipment box, and started assembling the personal computer.

The Meteorological Bureau was filled with people again, and the Kassel Academy, the Equipment Department, and the expert team from Walter Alheim officially took over.

Only then did the two principals come in. The old man in the lead was in a neat suit and walked like a tiger, while the one behind was a bit stretched, with a beer belly, wearing a sloppy denim shirt and shiny jeans.

"Your Excellency, Vice President, I didn't expect you to come too!" Miyamoto said with a deep bow and an excited expression.

"You know me, maybe you have attended my class?" The vice principal raised his eyebrows, surprised that he could have his own loyal fans in a foreign country.

Look, the principal and vice-principal are all there, but the first person to greet him is the vice-principal. What does that mean?Compared with the principal who has lost popular support, the vice-principal is the hope of the academy!
He should have taken over!

"I took your physical education class." Miyamoto said cautiously.

The vice-principal hasn't had a formal class for many years, except for physical education, especially swimming.

There is a saying in the school that the vice-principal may miss the principal's funeral and wedding, but he will never miss any swimming test.

"Oh." The vice-principal scratched his head, "As expected of my student, he didn't choose to take refuge at this time but stayed here."

"Even if Tokyo is going to sink tonight, as scientists, we have reasons to stay here and leave first-hand data for human beings!" Miyamoto Ze said firmly.

"There's no need to keep any data. Don't worry, Tokyo won't sink." The vice-principal said confidently, "Because we've already arrived!"

Hearing this, Miyamoto was overjoyed. He had long heard that the motto of the vice principal himself was "a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall", and now it seems that the college headquarters has long been prepared.

At this moment, a group of burly men came up carrying boxes of beer, cola and snacks.

This is the elite of the janitorial department who escorted the members of the equipment department all the way to Japan, and is now in charge of fighting.

The psychopaths lined up to get Coke, beer and snacks, and then easily broke through the firewall of the Meteorological Bureau, connecting their personal computers to the internal system of the Tokyo Metropolitan Meteorological Bureau.

At the same time, Eva officially defeated Kaguya Hime and began to fully access Tokyo, and the turbulent data flow was shuttling through Tokyo's Internet.

The expert team quickly showed their combat effectiveness. After 15 minutes, they had completed the blockade of Tokyo, controlled the "Iron Dome Temple" and managed all the transportation hubs of the city.

In the same city, under the management of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, the efficiency can be 100%, and under the control of Eva and the Equipment Department, the efficiency can be increased to 200%.

Under such harsh weather conditions, the Equipment Department even opened the airport and allowed flights to leave.

"Are you bastards serious?" The vice-principal began to give technical guidance cursingly, "Flights are allowed to leave the port at this time, are you sure you won't be hit by a flash of lightning?"

"Ah, ah, staying here is death, being struck by lightning is also death, it's better to give it a go." Researcher A lightly said that he didn't care about the life and death of Japanese netizens at all.

"The power of the drainage system has been raised to the limit, and the water levels of all the reservoirs are exceeding the standard. The total water storage capacity has exceeded one billion cubic meters, and it is still rising." Researcher B looked at death for his beloved shrimp crackers. Taking off the gas mask, I told everyone this important news by the way.

"Bastard! Isn't it all over the limit? What if the water level continues to rise?" The vice principal yelled while gulping down tequila, "Think of a way!"

"Isn't the limit used to break through? Tonight is just a test of how many times Tokyo's drainage system can exceed the limit." Researcher C shrugged.

"Very good! The time to test the will of the Japanese people has come!" The vice principal raised his glass and shouted, "Do your best to keep the water level stable!"

After that, he turned around and pulled Angers, muttering in a low voice: "The situation is more difficult than we thought, God is waking up at an accelerated pace, as if something stimulated it, I suspect it already has complete self-will, Currently, they are actively trying to destroy Tokyo, repeating the sinking of Takamahara."

"It sounds like it can't be any worse." Ange said lightly.

"Well, do you think we should get the remaining oil from the helicopter together and slip away?" the vice principal suggested friendly.

Angers pondered: "You said it was a step late."

"what?"

"I just asked Uesugi to go and cut off our retreat." Anger shrugged.