From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 325 The Most Bizarre Combination in History

Genji Heavy Industries Building, private nursing home.

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door and came in carrying flowers: "It seems that everyone is recovering well and should be able to be discharged soon."

With slightly wavy, light blonde short hair, wearing his signature black-rimmed glasses, his deep eyes were pure and clear, as bright as a baby's, his fair skin looked as if he had never been exposed to the sun, his features were handsome, and a gentle and warm smile played on his lips, making him look like a cheerful and handsome boy.

However, the people in the ward looked at him with different expressions, and all of them remained silent.

An eerie silence filled the ward. The blond youth pushed up his glasses and chuckled, "What, aren't you welcoming me?"

Genji was silent for a few seconds before breaking the awkward silence: "Welcome."

However, no matter how you looked at it, the smile on his face seemed forced, and he didn't look very welcoming.

It's hard to imagine that a single house could simultaneously house the greatest dragon slayer in history, a Kassel student who hasn't graduated yet, a monster who has almost completely turned into a Deadpool, the current head of the Snake Clan, and the new White King who has stolen the authority of the gods.

The air, thick with the smell of medicine, seemed to be filled with the scent of gunpowder.

That's brilliant! To describe it as "tense relationship" is a bit of an understatement; it should be described as "irreconcilable"!

On one side is the White King, and on the other is the Dragon Slayer; on one side are the Snake Clan, and on the other are the Humanoid Dead Servants, forming a seemingly unstable four-way relationship.

Is the Snake Clan going bankrupt? Don't they know how to separate and relocate their members?
They insist on cramming everyone into one hospital room. If he finds out who arranged this, I'll crush that guy's head!
Genji sighed, looking at the tense atmosphere, beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead: "Um... how about we all say something? This silence isn't going to work."

He was genuinely worried that if things continued to develop this way, the Genji Heavy Industries Building, which cost tens of billions of yen and was hailed as a landmark building in Tokyo, might turn into a pile of ruins.

Moreover, with the current economic downturn, the Sheqi Eight Families are short of funds. If the building collapses, they won't have the money to rebuild it.

"What are you here for?"

Angers felt an urge to get out of bed and fight another eight hundred rounds whenever he thought about yesterday.

The phrase "What kind of adult have you ever seen who would actually fight with a child?" almost shattered his Dao heart, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Isn't it incredibly rude to talk like that to your savior?" Adam looked hurt. "If it weren't for me, you would all be ashes by now, and you didn't even say thank you."

"Would the Dragon King be so kind?"

Although he is still alive, Angers remains very wary of the dragons: "Who knows if you are plotting some kind of conspiracy again?"

"Yes, I am indeed planning some things."

Adam readily admitted it, saying calmly, "But in terms of the outcome, you haven't suffered any loss, have you?"

“Now doesn’t mean the future.” Angers looked directly into Adam’s eyes and said in a deep voice, “Adam Angelweid, what exactly do you want to do? You’re not satisfied with just stealing the White King’s power. Do you intend to recreate the glory of the dragons and become the only ruler after the Black King?”

"I have no interest in ruling the world, that's the truth."

Adam placed the bouquet in a vase, looked out at the bright weather, and said with a faint smile, "As for restoring the glory of the dragon race, that's utter nonsense. The mere Dragon King may be great in the eyes of humans, but in the vast universe, he is nothing more than an ant or a speck of dust."

The Dragon King is an ant, a speck of dust?!

Upon hearing this, everyone in the ward seemed to be stunned.

What kind of confidence does one have to regard the Dragon King, who can easily destroy a city and is almost like a natural disaster, as an ant or a speck of dust?

Do you think I'm exaggerating?

Adam observed the thoughts on everyone's faces and in their hearts with great interest, because it was truly fascinating.

"If you regard the Dragon King as an ant, why did you steal the White King's authority?" Angers frowned slightly. Although he felt that Adam's words were somewhat exaggerated, it seemed that there was little element of joking, or rather, that was what the other party thought. So he said, "Doesn't this seem contradictory?"

“Actually, the two are not contradictory.” Adam smiled meaningfully and said, “Because what is truly important is not the ‘White King’s authority,’ but the ‘process.’”

"So can I understand that in this process, you acquired something far more important than the White King's authority?"

Angers, as expected of the principal of Kassel, was quick-witted and grasped the clue in an instant after hearing Adam's words.

"In a sense, that's true."

Adam sat down in the chair and chuckled, "I enjoy working with intelligent people. How about we reconsider?"

Despite his deep hatred for the Dragon King, Angers, after calming down, was not a mindless brute. He pondered for a moment, then looked at Adam and asked, "Cooperation? What do you mean?"

“Actually, at its core, what you fear is nothing more than the resurrection of the Dragon King, which would destroy human society, right?” Adam said.

"Do you have a way to avoid it?"

The war between dragons and humans has continued for thousands of years since the fall of the Black King.

The two sides are already locked in a life-or-death struggle. Once the Black King returns, regardless of what will happen to the Four Dragon Kings, the humans who betrayed Him will surely face certain death.

Aside from war, completely annihilating one side, Angers could hardly think of any other way.

If I were to tell you...

Adam smiled slightly, then said, "Can I end the war between dragons and humans completely?"

Upon hearing this, Angers was slightly taken aback, seemingly stunned by the words. After a long while, he finally let out a heavy sigh, looked at Adam, and said solemnly, "If, I mean if, you can really end the war between dragons and humans, I am willing to pay any price."

After saying that, he paused for a moment and added, "On the condition that you prove to me that you can really do it."

"of course."

Adam chuckled and said, "Well then, I wish us a pleasant collaboration in advance."

Sleipnir had been waiting for a long time at the private airport with its lawn.

This is the property of the Sakurai family. To express their respect to the Hebi-hachi family, they specially vacated this place to show their gratitude. At least they don't have to take off and land on any random beach from World War II like they did when they came.

Chu Zihang and Caesar climbed the stairs to Sleipnir's cabin and then looked at Angers and Adam sitting inside.

No one knows what exactly happened in the hospital room that day.

All that is known is that after a moment of stunned silence, Angers showed an extremely fanatical look in his eyes, then agreed to cooperate with Adam and classified it as an SSS-level secret.

Thus, a bizarre combination was born.

The greatest dragon slayer in history was sitting there chatting with the newly born White King, even exchanging toasts.

With a roar from its engine, Sleipnir took to the sky.

Angers had some business to attend to, so he went to his private cabin, leaving Adam alone to enjoy his red wine.

After much hesitation, Chu Zihang finally mustered his courage, walked up to Adam, and said, "Hello, I'd like to know..."

"Chu Tianjiao, right?"

Adam swirled his wine glass and smiled gently, "Don't worry, we'll see each other again soon. I haven't even settled the score with that guy for the mess he caused this time."

(End of this chapter)