I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 152 Potato Chips and the King of Television

Cheng Sui bypassed the Weasel Queen who was bowing deeply to him and turned to walk into the damp tunnel.

On the tunnel wall, a huge number "102" was painted in red paint, next to an equally huge arrow pointing to the deep, lightless end.

Beijing Metro Line 1, Station 102, Fushouling.

This is a station that has been erased from the Beijing subway map.

Rumor has it that this place, together with the Takai Station further west, forms a secret military hub. Instead of commuter trains, military trains loaded with tanks and weapons are parked on the tracks, ready to respond to any emergencies.

Of course, Nibelungen is not a complete replica of reality.

This subspace, which is dependent on the subway line, will not actually be stockpiling airplanes and tanks.

It will only faithfully reproduce that isolated loneliness.

Cheng Sui walked slowly with his hands in his pockets.

The puddles under his feet made a "plop, plop" sound with each step, which was amplified many times over in the absolute darkness and silence, becoming the only background noise.

When you're here, your thoughts will inevitably wander uncontrollably.

No wonder that loser Lu Mingfei in the original novel would think of Chen Wenwen and Nuonuo when he walked on this road.

Humans are ultimately creatures that need companionship.

In such an unsettling environment, the mind will instinctively seek out a point of reference that can provide a sense of security.

However, the two people that Lu Mingfei thought of at the time seemed to be very far away from him.

Nono was sitting in Caesar's convertible, the trunk stuffed with 999 roses, the autumn sun in Beijing warmly chasing them.

Chen Wenwen is probably still worried about her Zhao Menghua.

Lu Mingfei, that lonely loser, walked step by step into the Dragon King's lair in this dark tunnel, like a traveler who was about to be swallowed up but was completely unaware.

Cheng Sui's thoughts drifted to some people as well.

He thought of Erii, and of Senior Brother Ye Sheng and Senior Sister Aki.

I even thought of that sleazy guy Fingel, wondering if he's spreading rumors about himself on the forum again.

The sturdy and durable cell phone that he specially ordered from the equipment department was for Erii.

It makes communication much easier.

Erii has the Flying Thunder God mark he left on her back. The distance between the Imperial Capital and Tokyo is only a few minutes' perception and an instantaneous teleportation for her.

The only thing to consider is timing.

If Erii were undergoing her family's routine medical check-up when he teleported there, the situation would be quite awkward.

At that point, there will probably be another big commotion at the Japanese branch.

He then wondered what kind of identity the system would assign to Fenrir.

As the ruler of "power" among the twins, in the Naruto world, it must at least be a tailed beast-level being to match its status.

But why is this tunnel so long? I've been walking for so long and I still haven't reached the end.

Just as Cheng Sui was starting to get impatient, a gentle breeze brushed against his face from the darkness ahead.

The wind carried the ancient scent of rocks and rust.

He raised his head.

The view before me suddenly opened up.

The narrow tunnel disappeared, replaced by a vast, infinitely high cavern.

The cave's ceiling and walls were shrouded in impenetrable darkness, with only countless golden starlight drifting slowly through the air, like a swarm of fireflies on a summer night.

He entered this magnificent space, feeling as small as an ant crawling into St. Peter's Basilica in the dead of night.

By the faint light of those golden stars, he could see the scene beneath his feet.

Dozens of parallel railway tracks are laid underground, intersecting and branching here to form a huge steel spider web.

These rusty tracks were originally designed to store military trains.

The train is long gone, leaving only a cold steel skeleton, silent in the darkness.

This is the end of the subway line, and also the end of the maze.

Just as Cheng Sui was examining this ingeniously crafted underground space, a piercing sound broke the silence.

That was the sound of heavy steel scraping against the ground.

The sound came from the shadows of an old platform not far away.

Something huge is moving.

The next moment, two bright lights suddenly lit up in the darkness, shining straight towards Cheng Sui.

A massive shadow enveloped him completely.

The two large lights approached him at an alarming speed.

No, those aren't car lights.

Those were a pair of golden dragon eyes as large as cartwheels!

In the darkness, the sound of steel scales meshing and rubbing against each other could be heard.

Those vertical pupils, flowing with the color of lava, were filled with the majesty and indifference of a monarch looking down upon ants.

The scorching breath hit him in the face, carrying the smell of sulfur and fire, and the resulting wind pressure ruffled the hair on Cheng Sui's forehead.

For the world of hybrids, dragons have always been a vague and abstract concept.

The descriptions in ancient texts are incredibly varied, because this magnificent creature could completely alter its skeletal structure and disguise itself in any form.

Sometimes it's a winged giant lizard, sometimes a strange Naga, and sometimes a long serpent with a single horn.

But at this moment, all pretense has been stripped away.

The true form of this prehistoric race, in its most ferocious, majestic, and sharpest form, was exposed to Cheng Sui!

No language can adequately describe his ancient and solemn body.

He clearly belonged to the reptile family, yet he was far more beautiful than any known reptile—a beauty of darkness, grandeur, and depth that inspired awe.

His entire body was covered in bluish-black scales, which opened and closed sequentially from head to tail with each breath, producing a clanging sound like metal clashing.

His face, covered with bony protrusions, was etched with the majesty of a monarch.

He looked down at the tiny Cheng Sui, slowly spread his huge black wings, and let out a roar that pierced the clouds and split rocks. In that instant, Cheng Sui felt his heart being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

It felt as if all the blood in my body was flowing backwards back to my heart, making it pound wildly in my chest.

This is the Dragon King's oppressive aura.

If an ordinary mixed-race person were to face this roar directly, their heart would burst on the spot, and they would die instantly.

However, something within Cheng Sui was stirred by this oppressive force.

The long-dormant power of the Six Paths seemed to have been provoked, and spontaneously released a trace of insignificant aura.

Fenrir's roar abruptly stopped.

It's like a high-speed engine being suddenly shut down.

With an agility completely disproportionate to its size, the massive body swiftly retreated into the shadows of the platform.

He looked just like a frightened kitten.

Seeing a cat's posture on the body of a majestic ancient dragon creates a bizarre and absurd image.

Cheng Sui also saw the scene on the platform. Fenrir's front half was exposed, while its back half seemed to have merged with the rock wall.

More precisely, the dragon's hindquarters were still in skeletal form, with thick vertebrae extending from the ends of its fleshy body, gradually petrifying, and eventually becoming closely connected to the cave walls.

Fenrir huddled in the corner of the platform, letting out suppressed growls as he warily watched Cheng Sui.

"You bad person, why did you cheat?"

A kingly, deep voice echoed through the cave, yet it spoke in the words of a child's complaint.

A strong sense of incongruity impacted Cheng Sui's perception.

It feels like Qin Shi Huang suddenly appears in front of you and asks you for a lollipop in a childish voice.

[While exploring Akatsuki's local base, you encountered Kisame Hoshigaki. Facing the infamous tailless beast, you felt that confronting him head-on was unwise.]

Mission: Escape safely from Kisame Hoshigaki's clutches.

[Mission Reward: Water Release: Great Explosive Water Wave]

The system notification sounded at the appropriate time.

Actually, I'm your sister's friend.

As Cheng Sui spoke, he took out the Coke and potato chips he had prepared in advance from his backpack and gently placed them on the ground in front of Fenrir.

"She asked me to bring you some snacks."

Upon hearing the word "sister," Fenrir's guarded expression vanished instantly.

Its enormous head cautiously approached, like a clingy big cat, its golden dragon eyes filled with curiosity.

The enormous dragon claw raised, then hesitated before lowering it again, finally pointing cautiously to the pile of snacks.

"Oh, so you're my sister's friend. Are all of these...for me?"

Cheng Sui nodded.

Fenrir's enormous black dragon wings immediately folded in excitement, like a mother hen guarding her food, gathering all the potato chips under her body.

Dragons have a penchant for collecting treasures.

While other dragons collect gold and jewels, Fenrir collects cola and potato chips.

It stared at Cheng Sui for a long time, seemingly to confirm that he meant no harm.

Then it stretched out its giant claw covered in bluish-black scales once more.

The wingtips are as sharp as knives, enough to easily tear through tank armor.

But the giant creature's movements were incredibly precise.

The sharp tips of its claws gently pried open a bag of potato chips, then carefully picked up a thin chip and put it into its enormous mouth, which was big enough to swallow a cow whole.

"Click."

The crisp sound echoed in the empty cavern.

"Potato chips are the best-tasting thing in the world."

Fenrir let out a satisfied sigh in his deep, regal voice.

It glanced at the cola next to it, its golden vertical pupils filled with longing.

"Is this bubbling water... also for me?"

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