Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"But Mr. Miyamoto..." a researcher faltered. "If we evacuate like this, what will happen to the people of Tokyo? How will we explain this to society?"

"Forget about work or giving an explanation. No one can explain this disaster. Your knowledge and scholarship can't explain everything happening in Japan right now." Miyamoto said to the subordinate, "If someone really forces you to give an explanation, just tell them that this tsunami has nothing to do with volcanic eruptions, ocean currents, climate, or geological activity... God is angry, so he sent the flood as punishment. Do you understand?"

The researcher was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that Director Miyamoto Ze, who has always advocated science and devoted himself to scientific research, would say something that completely deviates from the purpose of science... In the eyes of this researcher, Miyamoto Ze at this moment seemed to be possessed by an old European charlatan.

"You are all graduates of top universities with promising futures. There's no need to waste your lives here," Miyamoto said seriously. "You all have families waiting for you. With such a big thing happening in Tokyo, they must be worried about you. You're all thinking about your families, right?"

After Miyamoto Ze said this, everyone fell silent, and the researcher who was talking to him was stunned. This researcher was just an intern at the Meteorological Bureau. His family had no strong connections or power. He graduated from Stanford University and relied on his own efforts to get to his current position. Maybe next month he would be rotated to a new department of the Japanese government, but he still wanted to stay at the Meteorological Bureau. Even though the salary and benefits here were not the best among all departments, he liked meteorological science.

Every person and every researcher here sincerely loves science, and they also have the interests of their country and family in their hearts, but it is everyone's instinct to be in danger in the face of disaster. Moreover, Miyamoto Ze's words really hit the soft spot of these researchers... No matter how precious the dignity of a scientist is, or how hard-earned this job is, can it be more important than family?

"Let's go, let's all go! Get out of here quickly, preferably out of Tokyo and head south." Miyamoto Ze waved to the researchers in the hall. "Remember, if you encounter others fleeing along the way, tell them that if they can't leave Tokyo, they should find a building that's ten stories high or higher and has the highest possible earthquake resistance rating. Those low, old buildings won't be able to withstand a second tsunami or earthquake."

This time, the researchers listened to Miyamoto Zawa's words. Before leaving the Meteorological Bureau hall, they bowed deeply to Miyamoto Zawa one by one, and then left, just like defeated soldiers bidding farewell to their former generals one by one before leaving the battlefield.

In just a few minutes, most of the researchers in the Meteorological Bureau had evacuated. Miyamoto stood in front of the northwest floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the erupting Mount Fuji from afar.

A column of fire with a diameter of several kilometers rose into the sky with billowing black smoke. It was red magma and fierce rocks. The loud rumbling sound pressed down heavily on all sides of the earth. The cloud formed by volcanic ash floated towards the sky. The huge red-hot rocks were pushed into the sky and fell rapidly. They scattered in all directions from the smoke, like thousands or tens of thousands of kilometers of wind.

Huge thunder and storms covered the Tama River area. Branch-like forked lightning descended around the fire and smoke columns erupting from the volcanic crater, and layers of wildfires ignited in the mountains and forests. The shock wave of the volcanic eruption even reached Tokyo, a hundred kilometers away. The glass of many high-rise buildings shattered at the same time. The loud noise almost broke people's eardrums. The huge wind pressure swept over and hit Miyamoto Ze, causing his hair and clothes to sway.

The back of this middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance actually looks like a resolute and awe-inspiring general at this moment. He stands on a dilapidated high-rise building, facing the giant in the northwest who is spewing tremendous anger, and standing opposite him from afar.

"Aren't you leaving yet? Uenozawa?" Miyamoto asked the young man who was the only one left in the Meteorological Bureau.

All other researchers evacuated, and the only one left in the Meteorological Bureau was Koten Unozawa, who was Miyamoto's assistant.

"Didn't Mr. Miyamoto leave?" Xiao Teng Unozawa asked. "You persuaded everyone to leave, but you didn't leave yourself. Does Mr. Miyamoto intend to live and die with the Meteorological Bureau?"

"My feelings for the Meteorological Bureau aren't that deep." Miyamoto Ze slowly shook his head. "I don't consider myself a particularly noble person, but in the face of disaster, someone has to step forward. My people are fighting bravely, and I can't escape back to my family alone. But I'm not good at fighting, so I have no choice but to stay and watch this catastrophe unfold."

"I'm going to do my best to record this. I can't find any evacuation plans in this situation, but I want to see if I can find a way to minimize the damage," Miyamoto said slowly. "Even though it might be a drop in the bucket, it won't be in vain... At least if this city, or even this country, ever suffers a catastrophe like this again, our descendants won't feel as hopeless as they do today."

"You are truly a noble scientist, and your sense of justice is truly worthy of respect." Xiao Teng Uenozawa came up behind Miyamoto Ze and bowed deeply to him. "I'm glad I didn't follow the wrong person, Mr. Miyamoto. I'm proud to have followed a person like you all these years."

"I'm not as noble as you say." Miyamoto Ze slowly shook his head. "It's just that our family is full of stubborn and nitpicky people, especially my nephew who has been extremely talented since childhood. Sometimes he would risk his life for a piece of research. If I, as his uncle, desert the battlefield, how can I face my nephew who is the head of the family?"

"Are you talking about Mr. Miyamoto Shio? Indeed, he is also an admirable scientist." Xiao Teng Uenozawa said sincerely, "I am very grateful to you for your strict guidance over the years. I have learned a lot from you. You are like my teacher...but at the same time, I am also very regretful."

"What's there to regret?" Miyamoto Ze frowned slightly. "Regret that we're going to die today?"

"No, I won't die... The only one who will die is you, Mr. Miyamoto!" As soon as Xiao Teng Unozawa finished speaking, he took out the dagger from his sleeve.

Like a cheetah locking onto its prey, Koteng Uenozawa pounced towards Miyamotozawa with swiftness, and murderous intent filled the entire hall of the Meteorological Bureau.

Just when the tip of the dagger was about to pierce the back of Miyamoto Ze's neck, Miyamoto Ze suddenly rolled to the side, his entire body pressed against the edge of the building. Half a step away from him was the sky with no obstructions, a drop of hundreds of meters from the ground.

Xiao Teng Uenozawa's short knife missed the target and he was subconsciously stunned, as if he had not yet realized why the middle-aged man who was not good at fighting could dodge his surprise attack.

But it doesn't matter, the opponent can't escape from his palm. After Xiao Teng Uenozawa reacted, he grabbed Miyamoto Ze's collar and stabbed Miyamoto Ze's chest with the dagger. Miyamoto Ze put his hand to block his chest, and the blade of the dagger cut his sleeve and pierced his palm.

"I'm surprised, Mr. Miyamoto." Xiao Teng Uenozawa looked at Miyamoto with a ferocious expression and said, "You are obviously not good at fighting, how come you suddenly have such a quick reaction?"

Chapter 575 Zero to the rescue

"I showed no mercy just now. You should have died from that blow, but you dodged it." Xiao Teng Youyeze smiled. "You had your back to me, but it was as if you knew I was going to stab you."

"Mr. Miyamoto, how did you know I would betray you?" Xiao Teng Unozawa increased the pressure on his hands. "Do you have eyes behind you?"

Miyamoto Zawa struggled to hold on. He did not lie nor hide his shortcomings. He was really not good at fighting. He was just a scientist and a civilian. The Miyamoto family had been researchers for generations, and there were very few fighters. Miyamoto Zawa originally had a cousin who was an excellent "demon" slayer in the family, but later defected from the Sheqi Eight Clan and his whereabouts are still unknown. Miyamoto Zawa and the current head of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Shio, are both outstanding scientists. They both have extremely smart brains and IQs far beyond ordinary people, but their talent in fighting is almost zero.

Therefore, strength was not Miyamoto Ze's strong point. At this moment, he had used up all his strength to resist the stab of Xiao Teng Unozawa in his chest. The palm of his hand that was blocking his chest had been pierced by the tip of the knife, and the wound was in excruciating pain. In desperation, Miyamoto Ze had burst out with strength beyond his limit, but he was still unable to resist the downward stab of Xiao Teng Unozawa's short knife.

"Miyamoto Shio..." Miyamoto Ze said with difficulty, enduring the severe pain, "I have never mentioned the name Miyamoto Shio in the Meteorological Bureau... I have never mentioned that I have a nephew... You shouldn't know Miyamoto Shio... and you shouldn't know that Miyamoto Shio is also a scientist..."

Xiao Teng Uenozawa was stunned for a moment, then after he came to his senses, he smiled, and his smile was very wild.

"I see, Mr. Miyamoto. You truly are my mentor and friend. I've learned so much from your presence," said Teng Uenozawa with a broad smile. "You've taught me one last lesson: to be cautious in words and actions when facing the enemy, and not to let our guard down even at the last moment. Am I right? I'm deeply grateful to you, but unfortunately, I'll never have the chance to learn from you again. I have no choice but to send you off to your death. Do you have any final words?"

Although Xiao Teng Uenozawa said words of gratitude, the strength in his hands did not decrease at all. The dagger in his hand had pierced Miyamotozawa's palm and even cut through the shirt on Miyamotozawa's chest, gradually cutting open the skin on his chest.

"Who's behind you?" Miyamoto Ze asked with all his might, "The Ghost Clan? You've been undercover at the Meteorological Bureau for so many years... Are you one of the King's men?"

"As expected of Mr. Miyamoto, you're incredibly smart, having guessed the truth so quickly." Little Teng Uenozawa said with admiration, "It's a shame I'm going to kill you soon. You won't have the chance to report what's happening here to the Snake Eight Clan... Oh, maybe the Snake Eight Clan simply doesn't have the time to care about what's happening here right now. They're already preoccupied with what's happening in Tokyo."

"What is General Wang's purpose?" Miyamoto Ze struggled to hold on. "Why did he send you to infiltrate the Meteorological Bureau?"

"My dear Mr. Miyamoto, you are so smart, why not use your valuable brain to think about the answer to this question." Xiao Teng Uenoze did not seem to be in a hurry to kill Miyamotoze. "Can you guess... what the Lord General is thinking?"

"The King General...he wants to take control of the Meteorological Bureau..." Miyamoto Sawa said, "In recent years, the exploration data on Mount Fuji and the Japanese sea area has been stored at the Meteorological Bureau...The King General needs this information...so that he can monitor the situation of the 'God' at any time...Is that correct?"

"Mr. Miyamoto, you're so clever! I really want to pry open your head to see what it's made of!" Xiao Teng Uenozawa said with emotion, "Do you know why I didn't kill you right away, Mr. Miyamoto? Because I still remember our master-disciple relationship. It's such a pity for someone as smart as you to die like this. Now I'm giving you a chance to survive. Not only can you survive, but you can also gain greater power and a higher status... far better than your current position as Director of the Meteorological Bureau!"

"The condition is that I betray my family... and join the general's army... right?" Miyamoto Ze said.

"Isn't it clear to you, Mr. Miyamoto?" Xiao Teng Uenozawa said, "What's wrong with submitting to Lord Wangjiang? What the Sheqi Eight Clan can give you, Lord Wangjiang can give you ten times... The final victor will definitely be Lord Wangjiang. Just like you told those researchers just now, cherish your life and your future, Mr. Miyamoto!"

"If, for the sake of my life and future... I abandon even my human dignity and the moral integrity of my family... how can I possibly continue to live?" Miyamoto Ze said coldly, "The King will never succeed... 'God' is not something he can control... He will drag all of Japan into the abyss..."

"Mr. Miyamoto, I really don't want to kill you. If you had accepted my invitation, we could have worked together again... but you rejected me." Xiao Teng Uenozawa sighed, "Why bother? You're so smart, you should know the consequences of rejecting me. No matter how outstanding a person is, if they can't be used by the Lord General, they are a scourge that must be eradicated!"

A ferocious expression appeared on Xiao Teng Uenozawa's face, like a jackal finally showing its fangs. The strength in his hand suddenly increased, and half an inch of the tip of the dagger pierced into Miyamoto Ze's chest.

Blood was oozing from Miyamoto Ze's chest, staining his snow-white lining red. Miyamoto Ze couldn't help but let out a scream, and fine cold sweat oozed from his pores, instantly covering his forehead.

If Koten Unozawa had continued to act with all his might and stabbed Miyamotozawa's heart with his dagger, the director of the Meteorological Bureau would have died on the spot and there would have been no way to save him... But just as Koten Unozawa was about to kill him, Mount Fuji, a hundred kilometers away, erupted again.

The huge column of fire pushed the rocks high into the sky. The black clouds formed by volcanic ash were broken by the huge red column rising into the sky. Huge tremors followed, and the whole earth was shaking violently. The tremors reached Chiyoda District in Tokyo, and the skyscraper where the Meteorological Bureau was located shook violently.

Xiao Teng Uenozawa's body was shaken by the sudden shock, and the knife that was stabbing at Miyamoto Ze was deflected from his chest.

Miyamoto Ze seized the opportunity, suddenly exerted force from his lower body, and suddenly rose up from the hips, throwing Xiao Teng Uenozawa off his body. The short knife also flew out of his hand and fell from the broken floor-to-ceiling window to the bottom of the building.

However, Miyamoto Ze's body rolled uncontrollably towards the edge of the building. Just when he was about to fall into the abyss, Miyamoto Ze quickly hooked his fingers on the cracks in the floor tiles of the Meteorological Bureau's hall. Half of his body was hanging on the outside of the building, swaying in the strong wind, like a reed floating in the air.

"What's the point, Mr. Miyamoto?" Xiao Teng Uenozawa Satoshi slowly stood up from the ground. He walked in front of Miyamoto Ze and said condescendingly, "No matter how hard you struggle, you're already at the end of your rope."

"Mr. Miyamoto, you're facing a dead end, just like the Snake Eight Clan today. You have no other choice. You keep talking about justice, fighting for justice, and dying for justice..." Xiao Teng Uenozawa paused, "But Mr. Miyamoto, do you really understand what justice is?"

"That... that's what justice is!" Xiao Teng Uenozawa suddenly raised his head and pointed at the majestic eruption of Mount Fuji in the distance. "Only those who can wield power are qualified to speak of justice, and 'God' symbolizes absolute power. In the end, 'God' will also be in the hands of the Lord General... Therefore, the Lord General is the true righteousness! The loser is eaten by dust, and only the victor of war can hold the absolute right to speak!"

Miyamoto Ze did not respond to Xiao Teng Unozawa's words, not because he could not refute, but because he could not speak at all. At this moment, all the strength of Miyamoto Ze was used in his palms, and it was already difficult for him to keep his body from falling to the ground. The wound that was pierced by Xiao Teng Unozawa just now was causing him excruciating pain. There was a strong wind outside the building, and Miyamoto Ze could clearly feel that the strength of his body was fading away bit by bit. Perhaps it would not be long before he would fall from a height of 100 meters.

But Xiao Teng Youyeze obviously had no intention of letting his former boss go. Xiao Teng Youyeze looked down at the struggling Miyamoto Ze. He suddenly raised one foot and stepped heavily on the palm of Miyamoto Ze's hand that he had stabbed.

Miyamoto Ze let out another heart-wrenching scream, but the sound was blown away by the wind. A flash of cruelty flashed across Xiao Teng Ueno Ze's eyes. He stepped on Miyamoto Ze's palm with the sole of his shoe and crushed it hard, as if he was crushing a bug to death.

"Mr. Miyamoto! Mr. Miyamoto! What qualifications do you have to reject my kindness! What qualifications do you have to reject my kindness!"

"I clearly don't want to kill anyone! I clearly don't want to kill anyone! Why won't you give me a chance to be a good person?"

"Don't you understand the situation? Do you still think you're my boss? Do you think you're still that high and mighty Director Miyamoto?"

"Your knowledge and status are useless now. What power do you have? You're just an ant that I can crush to death with just one step!"

Xiao Teng Uenozawa became more and more excited as he spoke, until he showed a hysterical expression. The strength of his feet became stronger and stronger, and he wished he could break the bones in Miyamoto's palm... He didn't look like a former assistant treating his boss at all, but rather like a madman treating the murderer of his husband. Xiao Teng Uenozawa's condition made it hard not to wonder if he had any hidden neurological disease.

Just when Miyamoto Ze's palm was about to be crushed by Xiao Teng Unozawa, the door of the Meteorological Bureau was suddenly kicked open, and Xiao Teng Unozawa suddenly turned around.

He didn't see any figure in the darkness. Outside the building, the wind and rain were howling, and Xiao Teng Uenoze could not hear any movement in the hall.

But the door of the Meteorological Bureau hall was open. Xiao Teng Youyeze remembered that the last researcher had clearly closed the door when he left. It was definitely not the strong wind that blew the door open, because Xiao Teng Youyeze clearly heard a muffled sound, which was the sound of the soles of shoes kicking on the door panel.

This feeling is very bad. It is obvious that Xiao Teng Unozawa has hardened his heart and abandoned his conscience. He is about to send his former boss Miyamoto Zawa to hell, but he is suddenly interrupted. When he turns around, he can't see anyone. It seems that a ghost has mixed into the dark hall of the Meteorological Bureau... But where are there ghosts in this world?

The next moment, a pale arc of lightning streaked across the sky, and the light of lightning illuminated the hall of the Meteorological Bureau. In that instant, Xiao Teng Youyeze clearly saw a petite girl standing in front of him. She was wearing a black combat uniform, her skin exposed to the air was snow-white, her long light golden hair was draped over the girl's shoulders, and her delicate face was expressionless.

Xiao Teng Youyeze was stunned, startled... Who was this girl? How did she appear here? He hadn't noticed her at all! Could this world really be full of ghosts? Even if there were ghosts, this girl before him must be a ghost, right?

However, before Xiao Teng Youyeze could figure it all out, his world began to spin... Originally, Xiao Teng Youyeze's sight was focused on the beautiful girl who suddenly appeared, then he saw his own body, and then suddenly he saw Miyamoto Ze who was struggling to hold on to the edge of the building, and finally he saw the wind, rain, thunderclouds outside the building and the flooded, ruined city of Tokyo.

Xiao Teng Uenozawa was already dead, his head and neck separated by a knife. The headless body fell backwards heavily, blood gushed out like a column, and his head had rolled down under the building.

Miyamoto Ze's palms no longer had the strength to support his body. Just as he was about to fall from the building, a white hand grabbed his arm... It was the girl who killed Xiao Teng Unozawa. Although her arms were slender, they possessed strength that was disproportionate to her body size. Miyamoto Ze's body was easily pulled up from mid-air by her.

Ling casually threw a piece of broken glass back to the ground. The sharp edge of the glass was still stained with bright red blood. The headless body of Xiao Teng Youyeze was still oozing blood beside him... If Xiao Teng Youyeze knew that he was killed by a mere piece of broken glass, he would definitely die with his eyes open.

Miyamoto Ze was breathing heavily. Although this middle-aged man was determined to face death head-on, being hung a hundred meters in the air and having someone step on his palms was definitely not a pleasant experience. Miyamoto Ze took a deep breath for a long time before calming his frightened nerves.

"Excuse me, who are you..." Miyamoto Ze raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him who was too young but decisive and murderous.

"I didn't mean to save you." Ling said calmly, "I just came here for something, and I happened to run into you, so I saved you."

The girl's straightforward words left Miyamoto Sawa speechless for a moment, but he still managed to stand up and bowed to the girl: "No matter what the reason, you are my savior. I am truly grateful!"

"You really don't have to thank me. Maybe you can be useful if you stay." Ling's tone was still indifferent.

Miyamoto Ze was stunned. He hadn't realized what the girl meant by "useful". He had just escaped death, and now he only felt fortunate.

Chapter 576: Tokyo City in Danger

What made Miyamoto Ze feel fortunate was not that he had saved his life, or that someone had eliminated the traitors around him. If he were the kind of person who wanted to live a cowardly life, he should have left with the evacuated researchers before this.

What made Miyamoto Ze feel fortunate was that he did not die in vain due to the persecution of treacherous officials, but was able to die gloriously as a scientist on the battlefield of knowledge.

Someone must record this catastrophe and transmit the backed-up data in real time to the server headquarters in Stockholm, Sweden. If the huge city of Tokyo is reduced to ruins by the tsunami in a few hours, all records of the disaster will be submerged by the sea... Miyamoto Sawa wants to preserve the entire process of this catastrophe. He wants people to know what kind of disaster will be brought about when the "God" wakes up.

Even if no one can stop the awakening of "God" today, it does not mean that no one will be able to stop "God" from destroying the world in the future... Miyamoto Ze never thought about how useful and precious information he could collect, or how great a contribution he could make in the battle with "God". He only felt that if the data he risked his life for could contribute to the happiness of future generations, Miyamoto Ze's glory as a scientist would shine brightly.

Miyamoto Ze bowed to Zero again to express his gratitude. In the darkness, he could not see the silver half-decayed World Tree badge worn on Zero's chest, but Miyamoto Ze had no time to care about Zero's identity. The first wave of tsunami had passed for nearly ten minutes, and Mount Fuji was still erupting. These were all unique and precious information. At this moment, it was a war between scientists and data, and Miyamoto Ze was racing against time.

There was a temporary backup power supply in the Meteorological Bureau. Miyamoto Ze found a computer that was still working and sat down on the chair. Miyamoto Ze's eyes were fixed on the lines on the screen that were out of threshold and had strange curvatures. He was both nervous and excited at the moment. However, when he just put his hands on the keyboard, Miyamoto Ze suddenly froze.

Miyamoto Ze lowered his head in a daze, looking at his two palms... His hands were shaking, and the nails of the five fingers of one hand were broken, and blood was oozing out from between the fingers. Miyamoto Ze had just relied on this hand to support his body from falling off the building, and there was a hideous bloody hole one finger wide and three fingers long on the palm of his other hand. It was stabbed by Xiao Teng Unozawa. The bones of his palm were twisted beyond recognition, and were also trampled by Xiao Teng Unozawa. It was unknown how many bones were broken.

Only then did Miyamoto Ze realize that his hands were no longer able to type on the keyboard, and he suddenly felt a little desperate.

It was such a critical moment, and he had the opportunity to record everything, but the cruel reality shattered Miyamoto's hope... A scientist who loses his hands to record data is like a warrior losing his sword on the battlefield, or a sharpshooter losing his gun. All that is left is a powerless feeling of frustration.

Just when Miyamoto Ze was completely desperate, he seemed to suddenly remember something and stood up suddenly.

Miyamoto Ze stared straight at Zero behind him with a scorching gaze... It wasn't that the middle-aged man suddenly became beastly and wanted to take advantage of the darkness to do something beastly to the loli girl in front of him, but that he suddenly realized that there was another person in this hall.

Even though my own hand is broken, I still have another pair of hands... The flame of hope was rekindled in Miyamoto Ze's eyes.

"I'm deeply grateful for your life-saving grace just now. Actually, I have a request that's hard to bring up. I haven't had time to repay your kindness yet, and now I'm asking you again. I feel really guilty..." Miyamoto Zawa looked at Zero and took a deep breath, "But for the sake of all Tokyo, I still have to say..."

Miyamoto Sawa bowed deeply to Zero. According to the development of some perverted comics in the island country, looking at this posture, one would think that it was an older single middle-aged office worker who stopped the female junior high school student he had admired for a long time on the tram. When he raised his head, the middle-aged man would say to the female junior high school student, "Please! Please show me your panties!", or "I have been single for so many years, can you let me taste your breasts today?" and other embarrassing lines.

But the subjects of the conversation were Miyamoto Ze and Zero, and the location of the conversation was in the lobby of the Meteorological Bureau in a dilapidated building. The atmosphere of this conversation was destined not to be light-hearted and perverted, but heavy and solemn.

"Please back up the real-time data on various disasters in Tokyo and upload it to the data center in Stockholm," Miyamoto said sincerely. "I know this request may sound unreasonable, but it concerns the survival of Tokyo. Please."

Facing Miyamoto's almost pleading request, Zero remained expressionless, even indifferent. She simply said to Miyamoto, "I can't help you with this. I'm not good with computers, let alone recording data and backing it up. In my freshman year, I was the only one who didn't get an 'A' in my required computer course."

Zero said this in a calm tone, which was completely different from the anxious Miyamoto Ze. It seemed that even if the world was to end in a day, this girl would still eat, study and sleep quietly as usual. This was the girl's personality. She was always terrifyingly calm no matter what the environment was.

"You don't need to understand all this. I'll teach you. As long as you type fast enough, you'll be fine." Miyamoto Ze looked at Zero with reluctance, like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline. "Although typing will be much slower, I won't let you stay here and die with this city. I can contact the special forces, and they can send a heavy transport helicopter to pick you up. Given the strength of this building, it can withstand four or five tsunamis of that scale. I'm contacting the military now, and the helicopter should be able to pick you up after the third tsunami."

"I'm so sorry if it makes you feel embarrassed...but now you're the only one who can help me." Miyamoto Zawa bowed deeply to Zero again, his head almost burying in the ground, "Please!"

"No." Zero shook his head.

Miyamoto Ze's body shook and then fell to the ground.

The face of the chief scientist of the Meteorological Bureau was pale, not only from the physical pain, but also from the mental exhaustion.

His country was ravaged by disaster, and as a scientist, he could only helplessly watch. He had completely abandoned his dignity and pleaded with the girl before him, but in return he received a cold rebuff…But Miyamoto couldn't vent his anger on her. After all, she had saved his life, so who was he to demand anything more? The girl had no reason to unconditionally help him in the first place.

But Zero's next words left the dejected Miyamoto Sawa stunned.

"I really can't help you with this because I have other things to do, but what I mean is... there are other people who can help you." Zero said to Miyamoto Zawa.

"other people……"

Miyamoto Ze muttered absentmindedly. In just twenty minutes, this middle-aged man had experienced too much. Even though he had enough intelligence, he felt dizzy for a moment, like a gopher hit on the head by a hammer.

"I notified them twenty minutes ago. Calculating the time, they should be here soon." Zero looked down at his watch.

Originally, Zero was in the Tama River area with Lao Tang and Xia Mi. After driving away the military Self-Defense Forces led by Ryoma Genichirō of the Snake Eight Clan and the Ganliu Research Institute led by Miyamoto Shio, and dealing with the assault force of the Oni Clan, Zero left the Tama River area and rushed to the Snake Eight Clan after timing the resurrection of the "God".

All of this was arranged for Ling by Lu Mingfei and Su Enxi after discussion. Although it was troublesome for Ling to run around, this girl has never been one who is afraid of trouble. Moreover, although she was busy, at least Zero did not encounter any fatal threats or obstacles in her actions. Lao Tang and Xia Mi both had more important things to do and could not get away. Ling had been lurking in the Sheqi Eight Families for the longest time and had also appeared in the Tama River area. It was most appropriate for her to go to the Sheqi Eight Families.

The Snake Eight Families are not at peace tonight. The only remaining heads of the Ryoma family and the Sakurai family have led the elite troops of the Snake Eight Families out in full force and rushed to Takama-ga-hara for an important negotiation. Those who remain in the Snake Eight Families are basically some old people from the strategic department and the operators who rarely leave the Genji Heavy Industries Building... It can be said that the inside of the Snake Eight Families' headquarters is unprecedentedly empty tonight. If the fierce demons choose to attack the Snake Eight Families at this time, the Genji Heavy Industries Building will probably end up the same as Gokurakukan in Osaka.

Coupled with the great flood that submerged the entire city of Tokyo, the entire Sheqi Eight Families was now in chaos. Before Tokyo's power supply system was damaged, the telephone at the switchboard department had been blown away by calls, and the elders of the strategic department were also busy and overwhelmed, so that Zero hurriedly walked straight into the gate of Genji Heavy Industries, and no one stopped her or questioned her. She entered and exited the headquarters of the Sheqi Eight Families as if she was entering and leaving an empty place.

Zero easily found the person she wanted to find in Genji Heavy Industries. When Zero broke into the intensive care unit, the person was lying on the hospital bed, still unconscious.

Ling slowly walked to the side of the man, looking at the pale patient on the bed with needles and wires inserted all over his body, she slapped him cleanly and neatly, and the man who was originally seriously injured and unconscious jumped up from the bed in shock.

Zero simply gave the other party some instructions, asking him to bring his subordinates to the lobby of the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau within twenty minutes, and then left the Snake Family alone and arrived at the Meteorological Bureau first.

While Miyamoto Ze was still in a daze, scattered footsteps were heard outside the hall of the Meteorological Bureau. The next moment, a group of people who were soaked to the skin and whose clothes were dripping with water squeezed into the hall of the Meteorological Bureau... It was obvious that they came in a hurry, braving the rain, and did not even have time to open an umbrella. The person in the lead was still wearing a hospital gown.