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Fingel took out his phone and glanced at the time, finally saying what he had been wanting to say: "So, are you really not going to call Junior Sister Xia Mi, like in those melodramatic love stories?"
Call her and tell her that you really like her, want to be with her every moment, for a lifetime, and then invite her to go to America with you.
I'm sure Xia Mi will rush out of the waiting area the moment she arrives, maybe without even taking her luggage, and then jump into your arms for a happy ending straight out of a romance movie.
Kassel has preparatory programs all over the world, not just in China. I remember there's one in Chicago, although the campus is quite far from Kassel, but it's still in the same city, right?
"You'll be in Kassel while she's in a preparatory program in Chicago, so you can see each other every weekend. Tuition won't be a problem; Xia Mi is in an A-level preparatory program, so it doesn't matter where she studies. The school is wealthy and won't care about the cost. Her parents should also be very supportive of her studying abroad during high school..."
Fingel kept urging Gao Kui on, saying that the future was bright, there were no obstacles, and that as long as he made a phone call, he could get a beautiful young girlfriend who was more beautiful than a flower.
The question now is, should we make this call or not?
Chu Zihang put his hands in his pockets and gripped his phone tightly, ready to call Xia Mi and then hand the phone to Gao Kui. He was prepared to make the call as soon as Gao Kui gave the slightest hint.
"forget it."
"What?" Fingel and Chu Zihang were both stunned, not expecting Gao Kui to answer like that. Only Chen Motong remained expressionless, thinking to himself that he knew it was true.
"I said forget it, no need to call, it's pointless," Gao Kui said listlessly.
Could he really not understand or interpret Xia Mi's hints? How could that be? He's just a madman, not an idiot. Even if his ability to read people isn't as good as Chen Motong's, it's at least at the level of an ordinary person.
Gao Kui was simply uncertain.
For years, Kakui had been obsessed with the "Yuzuriha Inori" of his imagination, longing for her day and night. Emmanuel said that to see Yuzuriha Inori, one had to go up the viaduct.
He came down from the overpass and then ran into Xia Mi and Chen Motong. But Gao Kui didn't think that one of Xia Mi and Chen Motong was "Yuzurigi Inori".
To be honest, Gao Kui doesn't remember anything about Yuzuriha Inori at all. He only remembers that he seemed to like that girl a lot and that he had a wonderful past with her.
The "Yuzurigi" that he longed for day and night must be a special one, so Gao Kui could only use the standard of "a special one" to judge.
Needless to say, Chen Motong was someone Gao Kui wouldn't even exchange a single word with. She was indeed special, but in a reversed way, definitely not Yuzuriha Inori.
Xia Mi is a very good girl. She is compatible with Gao Kui in every way and can keep up with the thought process of this mentally ill person. Most importantly, she is very beautiful, incredibly beautiful.
But Xia Mi couldn't give Gao Kui that feeling of being "a special one".
What is the special one?
In Gao Kui's view, the whole world, all people and things in the world, words and everything have a vague sense of illusion, like looking at flowers through the fog, making it impossible for him to be completely sure whether what he sees, hears and touches is "real".
A girl who can make Gao Kui feel "absolutely real," who can be absolutely understood and grasped, is a special one, so special that Gao Kui is unsure whether such a girl even exists.
Xia Mi is indeed very good, almost perfect, but Xia Mi only achieves near perfection on the basis of fantasy, and cannot give Gao Kui the sense of reality that he can fully understand.
In essence, Xia Mi is no different from Chu Zihang, Fingel, Angers, and all the other living beings in this world.
So, since it's uncertain, and since it's not a special case, let's just forget about it.
“Junior brother, sometimes I really don’t understand what you’re thinking.” Fingel scratched his head, looking a little constipated.
Gao Kui rambled on unconsciously: "Right now, all I want is to get a rocket launcher and blow up the next plane that takes off."
Just moments ago, Gao Kui was wallowing in melancholy, but his thoughts instantly drifted from the airplane to "Fate/Zero": In "Fate/Zero," Kiritsugu Emiya used a rocket launcher to blow up a passenger plane carrying his foster mother and a cabin full of ghouls.
Is someone going to bomb the plane?
A few passing travelers cast suspicious glances at Gao Kui and his group. Gao Kui and the others were of Chinese descent, needless to say, but Finger, the German, was indeed quite something.
"Just kidding, just kidding. My friend only glanced at the anime and his brain hasn't even processed it yet."
Fingel, with a grin like a Shiba Inu on his face, explained to the people around him that they were really naive, and Gao Kui was still carrying a pair of large-caliber pistols.
Although a phone call to Professor Guderian would solve the problem, it would still be a hassle.
"Junior brother, you shouldn't say things like that."
To dispel the suspicions of the surrounding passengers, Finger covered Gao Kui's mouth and put his arm around Gao Kui's neck, leading him towards the business vehicle.
"It seems you knew all along that he wouldn't call Xia Mi." Chu Zihang released his phone and took his hand out of his pocket.
"A woman's intuition, although it always fails with Gao Kui, it can still guess right once or twice occasionally." Chen Motong shrugged.
"You should be quite happy, right? Gao Kui didn't make that call." Chu Zihang said again in a question-like tone, his face expressionless.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a gossip?"
Chen Motong dodged the question and complained speechlessly, "All you do all day is pry into other people's private lives and romantic experiences, and you do it with such a serious and expressionless face. Are you crazy?"
Having been verbally attacked, Chu Zihang already had his answer. Without a word, he followed Fingel and Gao Kui, who had gone ahead, as they were also packing their bags to go to Kassel.
Chen Motong glanced back at the waiting hall, but Xia Mi was no longer in sight. She turned around and followed the three boys, muttering to herself.
Chapter 96 The Praying Mantis That Eats Its Husband (Part 2)
The boundless, vast, dark dome was dotted with golden light, and dozens of railway tracks stretched parallel to the ground, extending all the way to the rock face at the end.
The platform is shaped like a spindle, and the rock walls are covered with artificial traces left by mechanical excavation. They are full of cracks, like a giant web woven by a spider monster, a giant web that has successfully captured its prey.
The "prey" was clearly a behemoth, with golden eyes almost as big as an old man's scooter, a long neck covered with bluish-gray scales, and extremely robust forelimbs, torso, and black wings.
The portion exposed outside the rock wall alone is thirty-four meters long. If Blackwing were to actually set up a platform, its wingspan would be at least seventy or eighty meters.
The only drawback is that the hindquarters of the giant creature are integrated with the rock wall, and you can still vaguely see that the hindquarters are still in the form of an underdeveloped skeleton. The thick spine gradually petrifies from front to back and eventually connects with the rock wall.
This is a giant dragon.
Just by looking at the exposed front half of its body against the rock wall, one can tell that this is a giant dragon that only exists in fantasy. Its entire body is covered in bluish-gray scales that open and close in an orderly manner with its breathing, and its strong heartbeat is like the sound of war drums on an ancient battlefield.
The dragon clasped its front claws together, like a cat tucking its paws under its torso. Its bony face lay on the platform, like a king wearing a crown. Its golden eyes, as bright as the sun, were extremely majestic, staring intently at the... 18-inch old-fashioned color TV in front of it.
"The thief has been caught!"
"Quickly, tell me, where is the elephant?"
"Don't steal any red soil!"
The heavy, large box displayed the classic animated film "Black Cat Detective" produced by Shanghai Animation Film Studio on its murky screen.
After a fierce battle, Chief Black Cat finally caught the hippopotamus that had been stealing red soil. The little animals righteously condemned the hippopotamus's crimes and interrogated it about where the elephant was...
This animated film, made in 1984, is seriously outdated and has long been abandoned by the times.
Even if people say that "Black Cat Detective" is a work of art, has educational and popular science significance, and that its art style is so outstanding that it is far superior to current children's cartoons, and that everyone in the country can sing the theme song of "Black Cat Detective"...
But the battle lines don't lie. The number of views for "Black Cat Detective" on major video platforms is not even a fraction of that of other domestic and Japanese animations, and you can't find any cosplayers dressed as Black Cat Detective at anime conventions...
Kids these days like watching "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf," adults like watching "Naruto, Bleach," and "One Piece," and anime fans like watching other Japanese anime besides "Naruto, Bleach," and "One Piece"...
"Black Cat Detective" is a product abandoned by the times, just like the dragon race that has long since faded from Earth's civilization.
But the dragon still watched with great interest. This old cartoon from a bygone era might be a bit outdated and childish for children, but it was just right for him.
When the dragon saw the Black Cat Sheriff fighting the hippopotamus, it would even hold its breath, and its grayish-blue scales would stand up like spikes, colliding with each other and making a clanging sound like metal clashing.
Seeing the hippopotamus captured by Chief Black Cat, the dragon finally felt relieved. Its stressed scales calmed down, and it stretched out its sky-covering black wings. With its sharp claws, it pinched a thin slice of potato chip from an opened bag of Kopi Luwak and precisely placed it into its gaping maw to chew.
He then used the sharp claws of his other black wing to grab a Coca-Cola can from the side and gulped down the already flat Coca-Cola into his mouth.
At this moment, those golden vertical pupils, as bright as the sun, also narrowed in delight.
Potato chips, cola, and cartoons—that's the best thing in the world!
"I'm back~"
The girl's lively voice came from the end of the tunnel, echoing in the empty station.
Suddenly, the dragon excitedly raised its head, lifted its long and slender neck, and pulled out its two front paws that had been tucked under its body. It lay on the platform like a dog that had been resting in the living room and was suddenly awakened by the sound of a door opening, excitedly looking in the direction from which the sound came.
"Sister, sister~"
The golden dragon's eyes were filled with joy and excitement. The dragon excitedly patted the platform with its two front paws, calling out to the girl who emerged from the dark tunnel.
The girl was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, an ordinary outfit that exuded boundless energy. She carried a hiking backpack that was half her height on her back and dragged a large, slightly flattened suitcase.
The dragon squinted and stretched its truck-sized head in front of the girl, carefully rubbing against her body and cheeks as if it were carefully protecting a priceless piece of porcelain. Its hot breath tickled the girl's face.
It didn't stick out its tongue to lick the girl, even though it really wanted to.
My sister said that licking is strictly forbidden, because it would soil her clothes, and if her clothes got dirty, she might be killed by those very bad people outside.
My sister said that the outside world is terrible, and the people outside are evil. They are always thinking about killing the two of them, wanting to eat their flesh, drink their blood, and tear them to pieces.
Don't be fooled by your large size and powerful appearance. You don't need to swing your claws; you can kill a human with just a breath.
But humans are inexhaustible. Among them are some very, very evil and very powerful people who seem weak and frail, but can summon something powerful to kill them hundreds or thousands of times with just the press of a button.
Therefore, it must never be exposed.
That's why my sister would wear those really bad human clothes, go out hunting, and steal food and toys from the dangerous human world.
Clothes are very important. If they get damaged or dirty, my sister might die.
After cuddling with the girl for a while, the dragon raised its head and carefully examined her. Only after confirming that she was unharmed did it say in a deep voice, "Sister, please don't go hunting anymore, okay? I won't eat human food anymore."
The phrase "loud and gruff" is usually hard to associate with a kingly dragon, but the dragon is using that tone to act cute right now.
"No, brother."
The girl affectionately stroked the dragon's hideous bone spurs on its face, scaring the child like any adult would: "Those human potato chips and cola, you'll really die if you don't eat them. You don't think you'll die just because you can't feel it."
"I'm not afraid of death."
The dragon's eyes were resolute; it wasn't actually stupid, just very naive.
My sister said the outside world was dangerous, and every hunt was a near-death experience. If they kept hunting, she'd die sooner or later. The dragon, more concerned for the girl's survival than its own life, thought better of her.
"But brother, if you die, you can never be with me again. Brother, are you really willing to die?"
"Does death mean being separated from my sister forever?"
“Yes.” The girl nodded.
A visible hesitation appeared in the dragon's golden eyes. It didn't want its sister to risk her life every time she hunted, but it really didn't want to be separated from her forever and never see her again.
"Brother, don't worry too much. I have some good news to tell you."
The girl gently stroked the dragon's ferocious face and comforted it, saying, "I have finally found what I was looking for in the human world. It is a treasure that will allow us to be together forever."
In six months, we can leave this place together, never to be hurt again, and never to fear those truly wicked humans again.
The girl was convinced that she had found the treasure she had always been looking for, a substitute for her brother, food to help her grow into her final form, or even a more advanced substitute.
The Holy Son of the Dragon Clan.