I am a descendant of the White King, but I was born in the Douluo Continent

The final time for the "Ryuyuan" mission is tomorrow night. The Japanese branch has applied for an injunction from the Maritime Safety Administration in the name of scientific investigation.Tomorrow night, all civilian ships are prohibited from passing through the nearby waters, but the prohibition order is only effective for twelve hours, from [-] pm to [-] am. In other words, if they want to complete the task of clearing dragon embryos, they will only have [-] hours in total. hours of time.

Lu Lin has already obtained the operation manual of the deep submersible from Yuan Zhisheng. The operation method of the deep submersible is not difficult in the first place. With his mental strength, even this operation manual can be called a brick, but all the records are It only takes three or four hours.

But even without Caesar and others memorizing the operation methods of the deep submersible, they still felt that time was tight.

Because Caesar has booked several specialty restaurants, several attractions he wants to visit, and a few pages of shopping lists to deal with.

As a standard otaku, Lu Mingfei claimed that he would never visit Akihabara in his life. It was useless to call him an otaku. He was about to go on a mission of narrow escape, so he was determined to go to Akihabara before he died.

According to his original words: "If I could, I would put my tombstone on the streets of Akihabara, and let the girls coming and going hold my tombstone and take pictures."

In response to this, Yuan Zhisheng could only silently look at the white waves rolling in the giant drainage pipe below, wailing in his heart. Performing tasks with these dancing lunatics was really challenging his patience...

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As night falls in Tokyo, the neon lights on the long streets light up one after another from east to west. In the night, Tokyo transforms from a pure sports girl into a beautiful courtesan with coquettish makeup.

Today's itinerary has come to an end. Now everyone is enjoying the hospitality of our chef on the terrace called Xingshen Temple. All kinds of top-quality ingredients are present at this dinner, and the treatment is top-notch.

The four members of the team were quite happy with the dinner. Only Yuan Zhisheng, who was accompanying them, did not feel the least bit of fun. He has not yet recovered from his role as a shopping guide today...

He had been a tour guide and shopping guide for a whole day since the group of lunatics visited the Rock Flow Research Institute in the morning, watching Caesar take the van he hired from one store to another, swiping his card and swiping his card again.He promised to bring a gift for every member of the student council, and it was clear that he had not forgotten this.

In addition to Caesar, he also watched Lu Mingfei taking photos with cosplay girls on the streets of Akihabara, taking photos of this and that, and finally bought several figures of Mikuru Asahina.

The only two people who looked normal were Lu Lin and Chu Zihang. They were walking together on the street, their eyes scanning everything, but they seemed to be indifferent to everything.Until the dark clouds covered the sky and heavy raindrops fell, Lu Mingfei and Caesar ran with the people hiding from the rain, and these two guys took out two Burberry umbrellas from nowhere and walked in the rain, cherry blossoms Slowly falling on their umbrellas, it is a poetic and picturesque scenery.

It's just that these guys don't have a sense of crisis!

After sighing without trace, Chu Zihang's voice suddenly sounded in Yuan Zhisheng's ears.

"Can I see your knife?"

Yuan Zhisheng wears a sheathed Japanese sword on his waist. Judging from his status, this sword is definitely not just a decoration.

When Chu Zihang talked about this topic, Lu Lin also became interested. As a knife user, he was full of interest in every knife.

Yuan Zhisheng also remembered that Chu Zihang's usual weapon was also a Japanese sword. He raised his head and met Chu Zihang's eyes, then held the long knife at his waist with both hands: "The name of the knife is Spider Kiri, please appreciate it."

Chu Zihang took the spider cutter with both hands and stared at the blade in the dim light of the candle on the table.He blew out the candle, and after the light source disappeared, the spider became brighter, as if there was an invisible cold moon in the night sky illuminating it.

Lu Lin's eyes flashed on the side, and he couldn't help but admired: "What a knife!"

Although it doesn't have all the special characteristics like the dragon teeth he forged, the craftsmanship of this sword is definitely far superior to his dragon teeth!

"Is it an ancient sword? Can such an expensive thing be used as a weapon?" Chu Zihang handed back Spider Che.

"Putting it in the sword museum is considered an antique, but the sword still needs to be used before it can be called a sword. What is put in the museum can only be regarded as the body of the sword." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly.

Lu Lin nodded at the side: "A knife is made for fighting. Only when it is active on the battlefield can it be considered to have a soul. No matter how expensive a knife without a soul is, it is just a toy."

Chu Zihang turned to look at Lu Lin and asked, "I remember that senior brother also uses a knife, right?"

Lu Lin nodded, took out the straight knife hidden in the black scabbard from the black painting tube he had been carrying, and handed it to Chu Zihang: "This is my own work. It's funny."

Chu Zihang took the straight knife, held the handle with his right hand and gently pulled it. A cold silver light suddenly lit up in the darkness. In the dark space, the layers of cloud patterns on the silver-white blade were extremely clear.

Yuan Zhisheng took the straight knife and exclaimed: "What a good knife. Judging from the style, it should be a Tang Dao. It must be made using ancient knife forging techniques. These cloud-like patterns are really exquisite. Just looking at these patterns, Mr. Lu can praise him." Master."

Lu Lin shook his head, took the straight knife and said: "I also borrowed the tools and materials from the equipment department to make this knife. Although it is an ancient method, it is also assisted by technology. It is far from being a 'master'." What’s the qualification?”

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, knowing that Lu Lin was being modest, and at the same time his original impression of him as a "bomb maniac" was slightly reduced.

At this time, Chu Zihang also took out a box from his backpack and opened it in front of Yuan Zhisheng. It was a cut-off knife that was as long as a finger.

"Can I ask you one thing?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the broken knife fragments in the box, nodded and said, "Please tell me."

Chu Zihang took out the fragment and handed it to Yuan Zhisheng, and said at the same time: "It was originally an ancient sword that I inherited from my father, but it was broken later. This is an alchemy product, whether it is ancient or contemporary, it can be used to make this sword There are not many people, and I heard that the inheritance of Japanese swords is very clear, and I should be able to find out the origin of this sword from this fragment."

Yuan Zhisheng relit the candle and looked at the pattern on the blade: "This is an ancient object, made of iron from Pao Ding. This pattern of the blade is called 'rice wife', and it has creases in the shape of electric light. This sword must not be less than 300 It has a history of several years and can fetch hundreds of millions of yen at auction. Someone who can use it as a weapon should have strong financial resources. Does it have a sword inscription? "

"There is no inscription on the knife, but it has a strange characteristic. If it is wielded for a long time, dew will condense on the knife, and every swing of the knife will look like rain."

"This is the characteristic of the 'Murasame' mentioned in "The Legend of the Eight Dogs by Satomi Minami". It is said that after killing someone, the blade of this sword will automatically condense dew to clean the blood on the blade. However, Murasame is fictional. Condensed dew is an attribute of certain alchemical swords, and dewdrops come from moisture in the air. Based on these clues, we should be able to find out the maker of this sword, and even find out its inheritance. This matter will be left to the Japanese branch. Well, I should give you a satisfactory answer."

After receiving Yuan Zhisheng's promise, Chu Zihang solemnly said: "Thank you."