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"Uh...Morikawa...Mr. Morikawa?"

Upon discovering it was Morikawa Yu, Old Tang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked Morikawa Yu up and down and noticed that Morikawa Yu's trench coat was tattered on his right shoulder and side, and the skin at the tattered areas was also a little red.

"How did you become like this?"

"It's nothing, I just got hit by a shotgun."

Morikawa Yu said calmly.

Old Tang's eyes widened: "You got hit by a shotgun!?"

He stared at Morikawa Yu in astonishment.

In his mind, shotguns are the most violent firearms at close range. Although they have a short range, they have a high hit rate and are very lethal. Normal people would be riddled with holes after being hit by them, and even bulletproof vests would be useless.

How could it be just like that?

"Rubber bullet?"

he asked tentatively.

Morikawa Yu shook her head: "No."

"It seems to be called something like a mercury-core blunt metal armor-piercing projectile."

Mercury-core blunt gold armor-piercing projectile.......?

Old Tang paused for a moment.

Although he didn't know what kind of ammunition it was, just hearing the name gave him a sense of brutality.

Ok.

If Mr. Morikawa isn't even afraid of this kind of ammunition, then he might be even more ruthless.

Old Tang felt a strange sensation.

"Then why did you become like this? Who attacked you with a gun?"

"student."

Old Tang was stunned again: "A student?"

"Why would a student shoot at you? Aren't you a professor at the college?"

“Not anymore.” Morikawa Yu shook her head.

"because I?"

Old Tang asked again, tentatively.

Morikawa Yu neither nodded nor denied it.

Old Tang hesitated for a moment.

He plopped down on the ground, looked up at Morikawa Yu, and felt a mix of emotions.

After a while, he scratched his hair.

"Why?"

"I'm just an ordinary bounty hunter. I just happened to take on a mission with a huge bounty and entered your academy, where I encountered so many strange things."

"And now you've lost your professorship because of me...!"

Morikawa Yu didn't speak, but looked calmly at Old Tang.

Under his gaze, Old Tang released his grip.

He sighed: "Well, maybe...maybe I'm a little unusual."

"But it's just slightly unusual..."

As Old Tang spoke, he recalled what Morikawa Yu had once told him, the strange things that had happened to him, and the huge brass jar that Morikawa Yu had taken out.

He didn't dare tell Morikawa Yu at the time that when he saw the brass pot, he actually heard a voice calling "brother" coming from inside.

He often has a strange dream.

Chapter 426 I have a friend

In his dream, he was dressed in ancient white robes, standing on the banks of the Yangtze River, with a huge bronze palace behind him, talking to a young boy beside him.

The boy even called him brother.

Sometimes the scene changes, becoming a burned-down giant city, with the boy hanging dead on a high pole in the city.

Now, the same voice as the boy in his dream came from the brass jar that Morikawa Yu had taken out. Even if he was slow to notice, he realized that something was wrong.

He gritted his teeth, raised his head, and looked at Morikawa Yu.

"You've trapped me here, and you even lost your professorship because of it. There must be something about me that you want, right?"

"You can take it."

Morikawa Yu frowned.

There is nothing I want in you.

"What I want is you."

Old Tang was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have thought of something, his ears gradually turning red and his face burning: "What? Me!?"

“I’m sorry, Mr. Morikawa, I… I’m straight.”

Morikawa Yu was also stunned for a moment.

After a while, he realized what was happening, looked Old Tang up and down, and frowned: "Nonsense, I'm straight too."

You may have misunderstood me.

"I want you to be my companion."

"Oh, I see." Old Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just a companion, then I'm fine with that."

"But how can I help you?"

"You're so amazing... uh, Superman, do you need my help?"

"Or should I be like the friends of superheroes in Marvel movies, helping you in ordinary times and helping you hide your identity in real life?"

"Um... let me clarify first, I have my own life, my own hobbies, I..."

"It's not about these things."

Morikawa Yu shook his head, interrupting Old Tang.

"Then what do I do?"

Old Tang looked at him cautiously: "Although I may have some extraordinary qualities, I'm far inferior to you, Mr. Morikawa, aren't I?"

Morikawa Yu paused for a moment.

This is indeed a problem; Old Tang doesn't have much fighting power right now.

However, if Old Tang regains his memories, becomes the Dragon King Norton, and returns to the throne, his personality as Norton will directly overpower Old Tang's personality, causing him to lose his humanity and making it difficult to communicate with him.

He shook his head: "It's okay, just leave it at that for now."

Old Tang nodded.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "So, should I call you Big Brother or Boss from now on?"

"Whatever you want." Morikawa Yu shrugged.

"Then I'll call you boss for now." Old Tang stood up and moved closer to him.

"Boss, can I see my brother?"

Morikawa Yu pondered for a moment, then nodded.

He took out a brass jar from the imperial seal tent and handed it to Old Tang.

Old Tang took the jar, feeling uneasy.

He didn't know whether the boy who called him "brother" in his dream was actually inside this brass jar, its surface covered with dark green patina and faintly visible Gandharan-style engravings.

But now that he's seen so many illogical people and things, he feels that having a younger brother in a brass jar doesn't seem so outrageous after all.

Morikawa Yu stopped looking at Lao Tang.

He walked to the side, took off his trench coat and shirt, revealing his well-proportioned and strong upper body muscles, with clearly defined six-pack abs.

He looked at the red marks on his right shoulder and side where he had been hit by mercury-core blunt gold armor-piercing bullets. Seeing that the marks had disappeared, he took out a new top from the Imperial Vermilion Seal and put it on.

After changing his clothes, Morikawa Yu lay on the grass, his hands behind his head, gazing at the distant, pale golden sky in the field.

Old Tang sat not far from him, holding the jar. As if he had heard something, he brought his ear close to the jar, pressed it against it, and then immediately moved it away.

After repeating this several times, Old Tang unbuttoned his clothes, hugged the brass pot to his chest, and curled up to lie down.

Sen Chuanyu noticed Lao Tang's movement, sat up, supported his upper body with both hands, and looked at Lao Tang.

"What are you doing? Incubating eggs?"

Old Tang was startled when he heard his voice. He immediately sat up, holding the brass pot and shaking his head.

"no......."

But seeing Old Tang's blushing face, Morikawa Yu was certain that he was probably "incubating eggs" but was just too embarrassed to admit it.

Morikawa Yu raised an eyebrow, a rare smile appearing in the corner of her eye.

"It's okay, let him hatch. He's your brother anyway."

Old Tang hesitated before nodding.

Although he had accepted the fact that "this egg is his younger brother," he still felt a little awkward when he heard Morikawa Yu say that.

He held the brass jar and said, "Boss, I just heard a voice inside calling my brother, saying that they've finally found me and that I should wait for him to hatch."

"What will happen when it hatches?"

"I don't know." Morikawa Yu shook her head: "I don't know everything."

Many things are different now from the Dragon Raja he remembers.

He didn't know what would happen after Old Tang's younger brother hatched.

He looked at the sky for a while, then closed his eyes.

"Alright, let's rest for a bit, then we'll leave here."

Old Tang nodded.

He asked, "Is it dangerous outside?"

He had always seen Morikawa Yu as someone who was completely at ease.

This was the first time he had ever seen Morikawa Yu like this, needing to rest and adjust her condition.

"Yes, it's dangerous."

Morikawa Yu closed her eyes: "Many people want me to return your brother to them and hand you over as well."

"There are many of them."

"While most of them are students who can be easily solved, there are also some really capable ones."

"I beat one of them, but there are still many more."

"I can't hold on if I don't get some rest."

"Then, boss, will you hand me and my brother over?" Old Tang hugged the brass jar tightly.

He heard a sound coming from inside the jar, which seemed to share the same worry.

"will not."

"why?"