Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 573, Take care of yourself, Angers

That night.

Utsunomiya Shuo left. Five people got off the car when he came, but only two people got off when he left.

That's right, Caesar's team was left behind to pay off the debt - just kidding.

Through the previous conversation, Caesar's team already understood who this ramen chef was, so getting in touch with the principal through him was the most direct means at the moment.

So when the store manager left, even without giving any instructions, they stayed there consciously.

At this moment, Angers walked out of the Maserati in the heavy rain. The first thing he did after getting off the car was to open the black umbrella, which was like the leaves of the dark night sky, and then turned a quarter of a semicircle to hold it above his head.

Angé's vision was no longer obstructed. He looked up and saw an old man wearing a white scarf and three young men with dyed hair standing under the awning, looking at him eagerly.

"Oh!" The moment he saw Caesar's group clearly, Angers was so shocked that he could only utter this word.

Caesar's group all looked away awkwardly. When they came out, they didn't expect to see the principal so soon. During this time, everyone had made some changes to conceal their identities. Caesar's blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, with only a strand of blonde hair hanging down on the left side of his forehead, giving him the beauty of an ancient warrior; Chu Zihang's hair was dyed blonde; Lu Mingfei was okay, but he hadn't been to the barber shop to cover his face, and now his bangs had covered his eyes.

"Why are you here just now? You always came on time for supper before today, but you are late tonight!" Uesugi Yue said angrily, "Come and pick up your students, I am closed too!"

Ange ignored him and walked into the trolley and sat down, putting his umbrella and heavy suitcase aside.

"What happened? Last time you even refused to let me attend your funeral, and now you're looking at me like a young girl who forgot to put on her clothes."

"Who are you cursing, you bastard? I won't die even if you die. I'm only 110 years old. Compared to you, I'm more than 20 years younger. Didn't I let you take them away, you bastard? Who told you to sit down? Do you think this is a cafeteria?"

"But you look like you've aged a lot all of a sudden. If you're not going to die anytime soon, then eating ramen here won't cause you to suddenly go to hell."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Eat quickly if you want to, eat till you die and then get out of here. What is there for me to talk about with an old bachelor like you?"

Uesugi Yue threw the noodles into the pot angrily.

However, Ange observed that although the old fellow had a frown on his face and looked old, there was a hint of contempt and pride in his raised eyebrows and the corners of his eyes.

Ange had no son, so he naturally didn't understand what was going on. He just felt that the old man suddenly looked much more mature, and had a sense of smugness, as if he was showing off to him.

Angé looked at his beloved elite group. Although the elite group was currently dressed up in fancy clothes, like aunties from the alley who were deliberately showing off their charm, since they were hanging out with Uesugi Yue, they must know what was going on.

Unfortunately, Caesar was adjusting his hair in front of the glass, Chu Zihang lowered his head and said nothing, and Lu Mingfei stood at the corner of the cart, looking at the menu symbol on it.

The noodles were cooked quickly, and Uesugi Yue placed the bowl heavily in front of Angé. The noodle soup stirred a few times but did not spill out.

"Eat quickly, and then take your non-mainstream students away."

He moved his burning eyes away from the bowl of noodles and looked up at Uesugi Yue helplessly:
"Don't be so anxious to get rid of me, okay? I don't have many other friends in Tokyo. All my old friends have died of old age, and their children have almost all died of old age too. Only you, an old monster with royal blood, are left. Shouldn't old monsters have something in common with each other?"

"Stop it, God is about to wake up, right?"

Uesugi Yue asked in a low voice.

Ange looked him in the eyes and said, "You are the former head of the Snake Eight Clan. You were once the one responsible for defending it. You should know better than me."

Uesugi Yue certainly knew this. He knew it when Tokyo was shrouded in dark clouds and there was no sunlight for nearly a month.

So he bought a ticket to France a few days ago. If it weren't for what happened today, he would have taken that flight tomorrow night. On the third day, he could sit in a bar by the French beach, order a glass of iced whiskey, and then stand up solemnly and raise his glass to the TV while watching the news of "Giant Monsters Invading Tokyo" on TV, and say, "Angers! Come on!"

But when he learned that he had two sons and a beautiful daughter, his long-sealed, wooden heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. The dust fell and his heart roared.

The blood of this world seemed to be connected to him again, and he felt the joys and sorrows of the world again. The crying of children in high-rise buildings made him yearn for it, while the reunion of passing vehicles made him sad.

A mixture of sadness and joy.

For a moment he didn't know whether he should stand or sit. He wanted to cry or laugh.

He once thought that the world had abandoned him, but his blood was still flowing in this world. He had a son and a daughter.

It was as if suddenly he was no longer a lonely ghost in this world, and his heart was filled with an indescribable warmth.

Humans and animals are selfish, and survival is the first priority for living things.

He didn't owe the country anything, so even if he learned that the country was about to be destroyed, he could flee to France with peace of mind.

But when he learned that his children were also in this city, he suddenly developed a strong sense of responsibility to share honor and disgrace and to die together with them, and he wanted to roar at that damn god like a lion.

This is not the damn samurai spirit, it is the stress response of a father when he is forced into a desperate situation.

Humans are indeed selfish animals, but they can sacrifice themselves for a very small number of people. This inexplicable feeling is love, and it is the evidence of human existence. Uesugi Yue has participated in countless masses, and every time the priest talked to him about love, until this moment, he suddenly had an epiphany.

"Of course I know, but isn't that your job? I'm retired. Do you still expect a retired old man to fight against God? Eat quickly, old man. I still have some things to do and I don't have time to chat with you here."

"Yes, is there anything else?" Angé lowered his head and ate noodles.

Uesugi Yue ignored him and looked at the rain outside the car.

The heavy rain, like a river pouring back from the sky, seemed to have woven into a vast net, covering the entire Tokyo.

There was a gray haze between the sky and the earth, and no prey on the Internet could escape.

Uesugi Yue said dimly: "Before I go find that brat, I want to go see my son."

"Son? When did you have a son?"

Angé's hand paused as he was eating the noodles, and the noodles on his chopsticks fell back into the bowl along the smooth wooden strips.

"Gen Chisei is my son. My other son is Gen Chinu. They are twin brothers. I also have a lovely daughter with red hair. She is very beautiful. Didn't I tell you?"

Uesugi Yue slowly turned half of his head and looked sideways at Angé.

Although he tried to act nonchalant, showing that "it's normal for me to have several children at my age," and "not everyone is as lonely as you. Having sons and daughters is also a very troublesome thing. It takes a lot of effort to take care of them," the old man pretending to be helpless still couldn't help but reveal a smug look.

Just like Ange said, all the friends of old monsters like them have died of old age, and their children have also died of old age. At this time, the only people who can share and show off in this country are each other. You know, Ange is an old man who is over 130 years old and is still liked by little girls, but he also has no son. Ange was stunned for a long time before he understood the guy's eyes and glared at the old guy unhappily.

"Aren't they the imposters you mentioned? Didn't you make up your mind to cut off the emperor's bloodline a long time ago? Didn't you say it was a curse and would never be allowed to continue? Shouldn't you feel disappointed knowing that you have a son?"

Uesugi Yue was not angry but happy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "When I was young, those bastards once handed over my genes to participate in an IVF project. Although they were a bunch of bastards, they did a good thing."

"I've heard of this project, the Black Swan Harbor project, but it seems that all the people there are dead. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Uesugi Yue looked disdainful, "Of course I am sure. They are very beautiful and popular with the opposite sex. How can they not be my children? If you don't believe me, I can give you my hair for a paternity test. Do you know about paternity test? It is not a high-tech thing. Any institution will tell you whether they are my sons if you spend some money. Are you still living in the last century, old man?"

Angers rolled his eyes in annoyance and thought, of course I know about paternity testing, this technology was already mastered by Kassel College decades ago. Where do you get the confidence to look so smug?
But he didn't want to complain about it now. He suddenly realized that these things were not something that the ramen chef who had been selling ramen for decades could investigate. Someone else told him these things, including the paternity test.

Ange glanced at Caesar's team who were trying their best to reduce their presence and said:

"Have you met Utsunomiya Shuo?"

"Damn it! I'm telling you about my son and daughter. Even if you're not happy for me, you should at least pretend to be happy! What the hell is this? Why are you suddenly mentioning someone else's name?" Uesugi Yue widened his eyes.

"So he was the one who took in my student and told you all these things." Ange said in a confessional tone, "Since you don't plan to run away, do you mind providing me with more information?"

"I told you that nothing good would happen if I met you, an old bastard." Uesugi Yue sighed, "Haven't I told you everything I know? I even gossiped with you about my unfortunate family. What else can I hide from you?"

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"You didn't tell me that you and Utsunomiya Shuo are close enough to exchange feelings."

"Is this important to you? I've known that guy for a long time. I'm the ramen chef and he's the customer. Isn't that normal? I even attended his wedding. At first I thought he was just an ordinary jerk, but I didn't expect he had so much power."

"It's not a big deal. Two years ago, on the day Constantine woke up, a group of people invaded Kassel College. One of the black-haired men almost wiped out our Lionheart Society. It was the man's girlfriend who stopped him. But he left a pit more than 900 meters deep in Kassel College. Now the Equipment Department has transformed it into a new bomb test site."

Uesugi Yue was stunned: "That boy is so awesome? Could it be that your students are too bad? What kind of academy mechanism is this? How can a kid who grew up in school know how to fight?"

"That's true, but there are many physics PhDs in our college. They say the energy of the explosion was no less than that of a small nuclear bomb. And that nuclear bomb-like thing exploded in the palm of the hand of the bastard you mentioned. The ground under his feet was reclaimed for more than 900 meters, but he left safely." Angers said, "This city is going to die. There are only a few people in the world who can save it. You can't just watch your son's city be destroyed, can you?"

"What do you want to say?"

"When it comes to killing God, all humans are united in their stance."

"Impossible! No one in this world can kill a god!" Uesugi shook his head, the more he argued, "From Susanoo to Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi, generations of people have tried and sacrificed everything to bury it in the depths of the sea, but it still came back alive!"

"Any living thing can be killed, even gods are no exception!"

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you, but you still want to save the world, right? Didn't they say that God is about to awaken? Please find him quickly and use your folding knife to teach that guy what an old man's temper is. If Tokyo is destroyed, I won't be able to run this ramen stand, so you have to work hard, Ange-kun."

"Damn it! You're still thinking about the ramen stand at this time!? Even if you don't want to repay kindness with enmity, you should stand up and join me, right? You just learned that you have two more sons and a daughter. Shouldn't you fight to protect this world with your children?"

Uesugi Yue pulled out a thick document from under the table and handed it to Angers: "This is my medical examination report. I won't live long. I am indeed the emperor, but I am not a monster like you. I am already an old man. I am no longer the monster I was when I was young. I am an old monster who is about to die."

Angers flipped through the medical report page by page, and couldn't help showing a look of surprise. He majored in medicine at Cambridge, so it was not difficult for him to understand the medical report. According to these documents, Uesugi Yue should have held a memorial service long ago. All his organs had failed, his brain nerves and blood vessels were closing, and his cardiovascular system was covered with inexplicable growths. This systemic failure had lasted for a full thirty years.

"I should have died a long time ago, but the royal blood is still supporting me to survive. I hear the god of death knocking on the door every night, and I have been hearing it for thirty years. In these thirty years, I have felt countless times that it would be good to die like this. You know I have always wanted to go to France, to visit the monastery where my mother stayed, and then die there. It's not that I don't want to leave Tokyo, but I don't dare. I have been away from there for too long, and my friends there have all died of old age. I am afraid that I will only be disappointed when I go back. I have been thinking that maybe one day I will not wake up, so I don't have to be afraid, and I don't have to be disappointed. There is nothing in this world that I want to linger on. Sometimes I think that it would be good, but even so, the royal blood in my body can't make me do what I want..."

Uesugi Yue changed the subject bitterly: "Now I am a little glad that I have royal blood. What will happen to my son and daughter if I die? Although I am old, I still have some experience in the affairs of the Eight Snake Families. My daughter also needs me. She has fallen in love with a married man. Damn it! You also told me that the married man can't be killed even by a nuclear bomb! I have to think about how to help her get back at her..."

"Many years ago, you came to assassinate me for this country. Today, you watched it being destroyed without doing anything, and you were only thinking about how to help your daughter who just learned the news to snatch a man?" Ange's voice was also very hoarse. "It seems that I really ignored the effect of time. We are all old, and you have become an asshole."

"Why should I sacrifice for Japan? I've already sacrificed for this country once, isn't that enough?" Uesugi Yueya became furious. "I'm only half Japanese. I should have lived my life peacefully in France, but those Japanese used sweet lies to coax me to come to Japan. After getting off the boat, I found that I didn't have any relatives here, even my father had passed away! Those Japanese only took a fancy to my bloodline. They chose several wives for me, just to turn me into a reproductive tool like my father! They also took my genetic samples and sent them to Germany for research, just to have someone to replace me and then abandon me!"

The resentment that had accumulated over the years burst out. The pain that the Eight Snake Families had brought to Uesugi Yue far outweighed the glory, so he burned down the family shrine, wishing that the raging fire would burn away everything about the descendants of the White King.

"Ange, please let me go. I'm not a hero, I'm just an ordinary person. Everything I tried to do in my life was wrong. For this reason, I didn't dare to commit suicide because I was afraid of seeing my mother. Please let go of a loser like me, okay? I can't help you. You are a lunatic and a maniac. You can do anything to achieve your goals." Uesugi Yue said bitterly, "I'm old. I just want to see my son before I die, and then go find that kid. Although I've only met him once, I can see that my daughter is as stubborn as I am. She will suffer a lot without me."

"What about your son?" Ange asked in a low voice.

"I just want to see them. I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father. Instead of standing in front of them and telling them the truth, they won't leave me. They have grown up and may not need me anymore. I am not qualified to make decisions for them. I also want to be like you, standing in the way of God as a hero. You are a tyrant, and you are the best opponents, but I am not. I am just a French idiot who just wants to grab a little warmth before I die."

"..."Ange looked at the documents in his hand without saying anything.

Uesugi Yue stopped talking.

The carriage fell into silence. Everyone was in high spirits when they arrived, as if the 'resurrection of God' was a trivial matter to them. It's not like they haven't killed Dragon Kings before, so even if it's the greatest White Emperor this time, it doesn't matter. The White King is nothing in front of the secret party.

In the silent atmosphere, Ange finished his noodles and left.

When he passed by Caesar's group, he kicked Lu Mingfei who was squatting in the corner, and never looked at Uesugi Yue who was sitting at the kitchen counter with his head down.

"Angers."

Ange suddenly stopped. Even though he heard Uesugi Yue's shout, he didn't turn around, and naturally didn't say anything.

Uesugi Yue looked at his back and felt that this old friend seemed a little more hunched than when he came.

He looked away and said slowly:
"I know you don't want to listen to me, but I think you need to know these things. The Dragon King was awakened by someone, just like the king wanted to awaken the gods. The King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountains, were all awakened by someone, so they awakened together. Someone awakened the Dragon King and lured you to the battlefield to slay the dragon!"

"What did you say?" Ange turned his head suddenly, suddenly woke up, and cold sweat poured out from every pore.

"I can't explain it very clearly, but this is my hunch. From the Bronze and Fire King to the Earth and Mountain King to the White King, the revival of each Dragon King is on someone's timetable, and the final result must be the return of the Black King Nidhogg. For many years, the Eight Snakes have been guarding the secret of the White King, just because they are worried that someone will want to awaken it and exchange power with it. But in the end, the secret was leaked. The King calculated every step so accurately because he understood the White King even better than the Eight Snakes. It is impossible to know so much by studying myths and ancient records alone. Someone must have told him these things. So who told him? Was it a human or a dragon? But no matter who it was, the revival of the White King was manipulated by someone, and there are other people behind the King."

Ange felt that he was falling into a dark abyss. Yes, how could he ignore this? The collective awakening of the Dragon Kings may not be a coincidence, nor may it be because the "end of the world" is coming. It may also be because someone is controlling everything behind the scenes.

Before Wang Jiang, the secret party never believed that anyone could control the resurrection of the Dragon King, but to some extent, Wang Jiang did it. So is it true, as Uesugi Yue said, that all the resurrections of the Dragon King were controlled by a certain person or a secret group?

So what is the purpose of some people?
"Take care of yourself, Angge. There must be someone behind this." Uesugi Yue whispered, "Take care, Angge."

Ange didn't answer, but lifted the curtain and walked out.

Uesugi Yue looked at his figure walking in the rain, with an umbrella and a black box in his hands, and the heavy rain pouring down on him.

This was the first time he had seen Angers like this.

(End of this chapter)