Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 344: Temporary Farewell, Fang Zuo's Promotion
now.

This planet, which is hundreds of millions times larger than the Earth, and the entire star field are experiencing their final days.

The planet's particle layer had long been torn into glowing ion ribbons by the self-generated inward-collapsing tidal magnetic force.

Various altar-like buildings and crystals kept leaving the planet and floating upwards.

Then it crashed into the huge starship particle shield floating in the sky and shattered into pieces.

Countless black-robed creatures surrounded the crystal, chanting psychic whispers, and then fell dead.

Their bodies began to break and shrink from the outer skin, eventually turning into energy bodies with a white core.

The outer layer of golden energy is intertwined with the deep blue particles, and the inner core is constantly spinning into a vortex.

From time to time, plasma lightning surrounds the entire energy body.

They whispered and flew towards the starship.

In the void.

All the stars in the star field erupted in ion tidal storms at the same time.

The planetary debris was twisted into spiraling chains of psychic energy by gravitational tides.

Some collapse infinitely into black holes from which not even light can escape.

This planet, which is billions of times larger than the Earth, is cracking from its core, leaving a void scar that spans the entire planet.

A vast and sacred sound resonated throughout the planet.

[Children, our star field has completed its mission and is dying - but this is not the end!]

Look! Those cracked canopies!

[Every crack is a tunnel carved out for us by our ancestors in the chaos! ]

[Templars and Arbitrators aboard the starship, obey your captain's orders! ]

[The collapsing star field will become a beacon to guide the way! ]

[The will of the ancestors will become the heartbeat of the new life! ]

[Our tribe will surely flourish in the new star field! ]

【The whispers of psychic energy will never be silent!】

[Clan! ]

【immortal!】

then.

In Momoki Kanona's vision.

Along with countless temples draped in black cloaks.

There are also the arbitration energy bodies that the spirit speakers have transformed into.

They were teleported onto the starship one after another.

Next scene.

In the Earth's subspace.

A huge starship was floating.

The ramming horn is made up of hundreds of large crystals. Liquid spiritual energy flows inside each crystal, condensing into a defensive light shield array.

Countless sanctuaries lie within the nutrient tanks of the starship.

A group of energy arbitrators, with light flowing on their bodies, chanted softly around the control crystal.

As they chanted, the starship was covered with layer upon layer of particle shields.

A huge figure sat in the captain's seat.

The back figure is majestic.

The tentacles fluttered.

Seven layers of diamond-shaped psychic shields protect the starship's hull.

at this time.

An object so small that it was negligible was thrown from the void.

Slowly and silently.

"Defend!! Dodge!! Warp!!"

A series of command ripples echoed within the starship.

But the surrounding space seemed to be confined.

The starship couldn't move.

then.

A broken space crack appeared.

The huge starship was neatly cut into two parts, and the remaining parts slowly rotated due to inertia.

The Arbiters, whispering around the crystal on the bridge, fell down in terror.

The massive nutrient tanks that contained the sanctuary also fell into the void.

Only a small number of Templars who woke up early held on to the starship tightly.

Their eyes were fixed on the defense data transmitted from the starship on their masks.

Focus on the object that just attacked the starship.

Small things.

After being cut off from the starship, it is slowly floating in the subspace.

The screen is zoomed in.

It is an ordinary watermelon knife.

The blade is 30 cm long and the handle is 10 cm long.

The blade had the cloudy matte sheen typical of ironware from the vegetable market.

The holes on the blade were filled with thong laces of various colors, and the handle was wrapped with sweat-soaked bellyband fabric.

There are some blurry words on the joint of the handle.

Like the color left on a cheap price tag after it's been removed.

[The price at Causeway Bay convenience store is 2.99 yuan]

Fang Zuo's soul was shocked.

Pupils contract violently.

Take back your consciousness.

Contact with Momoki Kanona has been cut off.

Inside the set.

The burly man covered in tattoos was shouting at Director Takeshi Kitano, as if they were discussing something.

A hundred or so people were standing behind the big man, making a lot of noise.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zuo asked.

"That woman named Demi Black is trying to get these extras she brought in to leave," the director next to him said with a bitter face. "They're asking Director Kitano Takeshi for their wages."

"The director is arguing with them. It's not that he won't pay them now, but if they leave, the film will be in trouble. It will be difficult to find enough extras to play gangsters to continue filming."

Oda Yui was the first to run over.

Fang Zuo, Shiraishi Nagimitsu and the other two walked behind.

"Director Kitano Takeshi, you still have time to think about it." The phone on the table was on a video call. Demi Black was lying on a beach chair in a bikini, sipping coconut water. Her proud voice came from the microphone:
"Just like now, if you really want to give up cooperation with us, not only will the funds be withdrawn, we will also withdraw all these temporary performances."

"Demi Black, don't think I will give in like this," Kitano Takeshi said in a deep voice.

"Dear Director Takeshi Kitano, I know you don't need this movie to prove yourself, but I still say the same thing: do you really not consider that little girl Yui Oda?" Demi Black said with a smile.

"Or are you planning to hand over all the extras to the special effects? This is a stratospheric budget, and even if you have a lot of money, you can't go to such lengths."

"What's more, you don't even have a motion capture stand-in, and all the special effects design companies are North American. Do you think they will take your business?"

Kitano Takeshi was silent for a while.

"Yurokuro Nitta," Demi Blackley continued to shout.

"Yes, Miss Demi!" The burly man with tattoos next to her said respectfully, "I'm right here. I'll take your orders."

"If our great director Takeshi Kitano still doesn't agree, it means that the cooperation with him has ended unpleasantly. You should know what to do then." Demi Black took a sip of coconut juice elegantly and said lightly.

"Of course, of course I know what to do." Nitta Yurokuro grinned and clenched his fists: "Just destroy some small things. These are what we Yamaguchi-gumi are good at. Don't worry!!"

Yamaguchi-gumi.
Fang Zuo listened with a strange expression on his face.

"How about it, Director Takeshi Kitano? Or do you want Congressman Shiraishi to help you find some extras?" Demi Blackrock said sarcastically as Shiraishi Nagimitsu approached the camera. "Congress doesn't have any regulations to deal with such a large number of extras, especially since these are just a few of them."

"Congressman Shiraishi, I'd like to ask you, there is no law in Japan that forces these extras to work for Director Takeshi Kitano's film, right?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at her quietly without saying anything.

"I'm not afraid to tell you this, the entire Japanese temporary actors' union has been taken over by the Jewish consortium." Demi Black put the coconut aside and lay down on the beach chair.

The plump buttocks immediately overflowed from the bikini.

The fullness of her chest also trembled twice.

"All movies that want to hire extras have to pass our review." Demi Black slowly put on her sunglasses in front of the camera.

"Don't even think about it. No matter what tricks you use, we will not surrender." Oda Yui said with a stern face to the camera.

"Little boy, let your mother teach you how to compromise." Demi Blackrock shrugged. "This is a necessary lesson for you to learn as you grow up. Learn it well."

"Compromise? Why should I compromise? I don't think my child should learn this lesson. And, unfortunately, I also know people from the extras' union." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

She picked up her phone and waved it in front of Demi Blackrock, then dialed Kana Morisawa's number.

After whispering a few words, Shiraishi Nagimitsu handed the phone to Yurokuro Nitta, who was tilting his head beside him.

"?" Yurokuro Nitta looked at Nagimitsu Shiraishi in surprise.

"There's a voice you're familiar with." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

Yurokuro Nitta took it suspiciously.

Then, in Demi Blackrock's astonished eyes, he instantly straightened his back.

"Hi! Yes!" Yurokuro Nitta took Shiraishi Nagimitsu's ringing cell phone, immediately bent over, ran to the side quietly, and kept nodding his head.

That frightened look seemed like a child who was playing video games in an arcade and was checked by his parents.

I was afraid that if I said something wrong, I would get a beating when I got home.

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

"I understand, yes!!"

After nodding and saying yes repeatedly into the phone.

Yurokuro Nitta put away his phone and walked up to Nagimitsu Shiraishi.

pat.

Get down on your knees.

Hold the phone above your head with both hands.

Then he crawled on the ground with his whole body and his head pressed tightly against the ground.

Keep your arms in a lifted position.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Please forgive me!!"

The group of people behind him looked at each other, looking at the boss, not knowing what to do.

"Asshole, why don't you kneel down!!" Yurokuro Nitta roared with his head crawling back.

"Sorry!!!" Accompanied by a uniform cry, the hundreds of people behind them knelt down collectively and said in unison: "We're sorry to trouble you."

"I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, we didn't know this movie was yours. Just tell us what you need us to do." Nitta Yurokuro said in a muffled voice, his hand holding the phone trembling slightly. "Even if we don't eat, don't take money, and don't sleep, we will definitely get it done."

"We're risking our lives!" Nitta Yurokuro paused, then shouted, "Follow me and shout, you idiots!"

"Let's bet our lives!" the people kneeling behind Yurokuro Nitta shouted in unison.

The entire set watched the scene in stunned silence.

This group of big men usually shuttle between various crews. They even walk with their noses in the air and will attack if they disagree with something.

All major film crews are afraid of them, but they cannot do without them, so they have to give in to them.

There were also many people who had disputes with the crew and were beaten up by them.

Some people who were dissatisfied called the police, but soon found that it was useless even if the police came. They could not bring serious charges, and it was useless to arrest even a few people.

And the revenge was.

All the props that the crew had worked so hard to obtain were destroyed overnight.

Although everyone knows who did it, there is no time to waste.

For a film crew, timing is everything.

Once there is a delay, the cost of renting the venue, paying the actors’ salaries, and renting various equipment will almost double.

So this so-called temporary actors' union is even more gangster-like than the underworld.

But what they didn't know was that this group of guys was originally a peripheral business of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

In Japanese gangster and fighting movies, is there anyone more professional than the Yamaguchi-gumi?

And now.

These local tyrants on the Osaka set.

Now they are like children admitting their mistakes, with their heads pressed to the ground, not daring to lift them up.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu waved her hand, put away her phone gracefully, and then looked at the camera with a smile.

Demi Black opened her red lips and watched all this in disbelief.

Then he reacted instantly, regained his expression and said calmly, "Congressman Shiraishi is truly powerful. No wonder everyone says that your support rate remains high in this Prime Minister election, making you a strong favorite."

"You've won this round, but it's not over yet." Demi Blackrock waved goodbye. "Director Kitano Takeshi, you don't have much time left to consider this. We'll meet again soon. I hope you'll think it over carefully. There's more to filmmaking than just this. You understand this better than anyone."

After that, the video was interrupted.

"Director Kitano Takeshi, just tell them what you need from now on." Shiraishi Nagiko said softly, "If you're short on manpower, you can contact me. More people will be fine."

"I understand. Thank you, Councillor Shiraishi." Kitano Takeshi was in a good mood. In the past, the most troublesome thing about shooting gangster films was finding extras, but now it has been completely solved.

"You're welcome, Director Takeshi Kitano." Councillor Shiraishi stepped back and stood behind Fang Zuo, holding Fang Zuo's arm. "We're going back to Tokyo soon. I'll leave Yui in your care."

"Don't worry, Councillor Shiraishi, I treat Yui as my granddaughter. If anyone wrongs her, I will be the first one to not let him go." Kitano Takeshi patted his chest majestically.

Seeing that Oda Yui was reluctant to leave, Fang Zuo repeatedly promised to come see her again after he finished his work.

Only then did Oda Yui say goodbye to everyone with red eyes and waved her little hand.

In the GranClass box seat on the Shinkansen back to Tokyo.

The box that originally held four people now only had three people.

Ma Feihui didn't come.

Mei Shiraishi, who was missing her drama-watching companion, sat in the back row, eating snacks boredly.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu huddled in Fang Zuo's arms in a daze, his head resting on his thighs.

"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to leave Yui?" Fang Zuo lowered his head and patted her head.

"No, Yui has grown up. No matter how much I want her to be around, she has her own sky to fly." Shiraishi Nagihiru shook her head.
"I'm wondering how to get evidence of the Aso family's unconstitutional activities. The biggest suspect in the massive casualties among the Self-Defense Forces during this peacekeeping operation is Taro Aso, who was then the Deputy Prime Minister and Defense Minister."

"Although the entire march diary was destroyed by them, the march satellite location cannot be changed. What we need to do now is to prove that the destination at that time, that is, South Sudan, was indeed at war."

"It must also be proven that the peacekeeping Self-Defense Force was in the war zone in South Sudan and that it caused casualties among its members."

"I must obtain identification for those Self-Defense Force members who died, and once the election begins, the Aso family will not stand behind me no matter what."

"This is also a good opportunity to hit them."

"Not pursuing nuclear materials anymore?" Fang Zuo was a little surprised.

"We must pursue it, but not in Congress. We must meet with the National Public Security Bureau and Prime Minister Shigeharu Shiba and investigate privately," Shiraishi Nagiko whispered. "If this matter were exposed in Congress, it would cause a huge international outcry, which would be very detrimental to Japan."

"Therefore, during the parliamentary inquiry, the only entry point was the fact that concealing the march route resulted in casualties among the Self-Defense Forces."

Fang Zuo nodded. This woman was indeed very gifted in political sense. She would not reveal all her cards in a fit of rage.

"Do you have any idea?" Fang Zuo's big hand moved from Shiraishi Nagimitsu's head to her earlobe, kneading it slowly.

"I think the United Nations must have a record of the fighting in that area. If we can get definite proof of the fighting, or get detailed information about the deployment of the Japanese peacekeeping Self-Defense Force at that time, these will be very important evidence, but I don't have any connections in this area." Shiraishi Nagimitsu had her small earlobe pinched, and her big watery eyes cast a coquettish glance at Fang Zuo.

Then she opened her red lips and bit his thigh. His earlobe was one of her sensitive parts.

"I do know an Italian Interpol director. I wonder if he can get the information you need from the United Nations." Fang Zuo said with a smile, "I'll give you her phone number later. Ask her."

"Another way is to find Abe Nojaku." Shiraishi Nagiko nodded and said, "Given her family, there must be some channels to get information."

"Will she help you?"

"Yes, the Aso family is clearly supporting Koizumi Shinjiro this time. The strength of Abe Nozawa is something other political families don't want to see, and Abe Nozawa is more than happy to see me take the lead in attacking the Aso family."

"Well, I have something to tell you. After I return to Tokyo, I will go on a long journey to do something." Fang Zuo said.

"Where are you going? Is it far? Is it dangerous?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu immediately straightened up, hooked her hands around the man's neck, and exhaled a sweet breath.

Her forehead rested against the man's, and their beautiful eyes looked at each other quietly.

"It shouldn't be dangerous to go to North America." Fang Zuo squeezed Shiraishi Nagi's plump buttocks with both hands, reassuring her: "Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days."

Since the soul mark of Protestantism has disappeared, he can only go to North America to find Momoki Kanonai, then get the coordinates of the Protestant small world again, and then go to the small world again to get the machete back.

He believed that this was the object mentioned by the fallen Buddha.

The thing that I put there on purpose and kept for myself.

After getting it, maybe you can solve many of the puzzles you have.

For example, what the hell are these colorful bellybands?

"You said it should, so there's danger." Shiraishi Nagimitsu keenly noticed the difference in the words and hooked her hands around the man's neck, "You must come back safely, promise me."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely come back safe and sound." Fang Zuo said with a smile, "I'll only be gone for a few days."

After returning to Tokyo.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu took Shiraishi Mei to the Diet in a taxi.

Abe Nosuke had already been waiting for her in the parliament lounge.

"What's wrong? It's rare that our Councillor Shiraishi would think of me when he has something to do." Abe Nosuke sat on the sofa with his pair of wine glass legs raised high.

Her right hand, with its bright red nail polish, held a lady's cigarette and blew out a light smoke ring.

At this moment, Fang Zuo came to the underground laboratory of the University of Tokyo.

"You came at the right time. I was just about to tell you something." Zhou Yuanyan said seriously.

"Where is that woman?" Fang Zuo looked around but didn't see Dr. Furukawa Miu.

"Of course I let her go back." Zhou Yuanyan rolled his eyes. "Can I really lock her up forever? But she cooperated very well this time. She has no experience in cultivation, but I have, so I gave her a lot of inspiration for a while."

"Dr. Furukawa Miu's research on particles is indeed much more outstanding than mine, and it really opened my eyes."

"What do you want from me?" Fang Zuo suddenly asked warily.

"I've thought of a way to improve your realm." Zhou Yuanyan smiled maliciously.

(End of this chapter)