Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"Of course, if possible, we will always stand behind you as your solid backing," said Su Enxi.

"Tone, how can anyone believe your lazy tone?" Mo Qiuran said with regret.

"You won't believe it no matter what I say, so I might as well save my energy. Workers need to learn how to slack off reasonably." Su Enxi said lazily.

"You are so depraved, so depraved. I hope you will have the same attitude towards your future life!" Mo Qiuran continued to speak in a tone of regret, but the next moment he got bored and changed his tone to ask calmly, "So what do you want to do this time?"

"Of course, to help you and then gain friendship." Su Enxi said.

"You don't want to study me?" Mo Qiuran asked with a smile, "The Path to the Gods should be something you need to study, right?"

“Only people with short-sightedness would think that you can do this because of the Path to Godhood, right?” Su Enxi smiled twice. “Of course, we are also very interested in your blood, Mr. Super Macho. If you are willing to contribute some to our research, we would be very happy to do so…”

"If it's just one drop of blood, it's not impossible. It depends on how much help you can give me. I have always been a person who repays kindness with kindness and repays grievances with grievances. If you really help me when I need help, you can get what you want." Mo Qiuran said with a smile.

In fact, I was already laughing wildly in my heart.

This wave, this wave is a piece of cake!

Now Mo Qiuran could already imagine some of the things that would happen in the future. Judging from the capabilities of the organization of Jiude Mai and Potato Chip Girl, it was certain that they would be of help to him. Agreeing to this meant that one day they would reach a point where Mo Qiuran thought they had really helped him. At that time, Mo Qiuran would give them what they wanted as promised, and then they would study it like a treasure...

In the end, nothing was discovered!

At most it’s just one - “This child is quite healthy”?

"...What? You agreed?" Su Enxi was obviously stunned. Her body, which was originally half lying and half leaning on the chair, stood up subconsciously, as if she thought she was hallucinating.

"Yeah, it's just a transaction. A drop of blood won't take my life. Isn't it a good thing if I can exchange it for the help I really need?" Mo Qiuran asked back with confidence.

Anyway, you all think I'm a mixed race... so I am!

Erha looked at the group of reptiles that they thought were their own kind in distress, and finally chose to lie down.

"…Once something is said, it cannot be taken back?" Su Enxi frowned, still finding it a little unbelievable. She even lit up her golden eyes. Under the influence of the Word Spirit [Evolution], her brain worked like a supercomputer, once again analyzing the conversation between the two and the analysis of Mo Qiuran's personality traits, etc. However, the conclusion she came to in the end was still - Mo Qiuran was serious!

"That's right, a real man should stick to his word!" Mo Qiuran said, "But small favors don't count. You have to admit that you are helping me or I have taken the initiative to ask you for help!"

"As long as you're not so shameless as to deny it." Su Enxi said.

"Hahaha, do you think I would be that kind of person?" Mo Qiuran said.

Su Enxi: “…”

What should I do? How should I respond to this question? If I respond with “very likely”, will this verbal agreement be null and void?

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to seeing how capable you are," Mo Qiuran said, "Also, what the hell is the name of super macho? It sounds like someone with strong limbs but a simple mind! Please change it, thank you!"

"Because you are a super macho!" Su Enxi said seriously.

"Your vocabulary is really lacking!" Mo Qiuran hung up the phone fiercely.

"He actually agreed? Why? Was the analysis of his personality traits wrong? Or was there another reason?" Su Enxi did not call back. Her brows were furrowed and she was lost in thought. Originally, she called Mo Qiuran just to let him know, "We have contributed to this matter and can help you," in order to get closer to him and then work out the rest slowly. But she did not expect that Mo Qiuran would agree so decisively, and he even took the initiative to propose it?

why?

Is this really the road to becoming a god?

No, it's impossible. The boss said it definitely won't be the Road to the Gods, because if you want to go on the Road to the Gods, you need to meet the conditions to use those things, but now their whereabouts are very clear...

Su Enxi's doubts popped up one after another in her mind, and she continued to go through the process of hypothesis, overturning/retaining.

Mo Qiuran didn't have any hesitation. After all, it was just a matter of shedding a drop of useless blood. If he could get some useful help in return, he would make a lot of money. After ending the call with Su Enxi, he left another message for Lu Mingfei, saying, "Anyway, I suggest you think it over carefully. The girl Su Xiaoqiang is pretty good. Don't play two boats at the same time! Don't worry about action figures, game discs, and pillows. Just make a list of what you want most and send it to me. I'll have someone arrange it for you. It's free. Be bold!"

Soon, Lu Mingfei replied, "Okay, Boss. Thank you, Boss!"

Mo Qiuran smiled, put his phone aside, put on a bathrobe, walked to the balcony, and looked at the traffic.

……

Genji Heavy Industries.

After passing through many layers of protection, Yuan Zhisheng arrived at the door of a room.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

He knocked on the door softly.

"Is Eri here?"

(This book will not be updated until next year)

Chapter 3: Unsheathed Sword (k)

After a while, the door did not open, and a small notebook and a pencil were handed out through the crack of the door, with a line of small words written on it: "Eri wants to go out."

The beautiful small handwriting makes one imagine a pouting girl.

Gen Chisei fell silent for a moment. No matter how tired he was, he couldn't get angry or irritated at this moment, because the person in the room was destined to stay in this place for a long time, which was no different from a cage although it had all kinds of facilities. She was the head of the Uesugi family, Uesugi Erii, the girl who called him brother.

[There are a lot of bad guys out there right now, and there will be a lot of things to deal with. I will take Eri out to play after a few days of dealing with them.]

Yuan Zhisheng wrote this sentence in a small notebook and handed it over.

A moment later, the small notebook was pushed out again, with the word "OK" written on it and a simple smiley face drawn on it.

[Then I'll leave first. I have some things to take care of in the evening. Eri should have a good rest.] Gen Chisheng wrote on a piece of paper, pushed it over, and then made up his mind to leave without waiting for Eri's reply. He was worried that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to control himself and would force Eri to leave regardless of the consequences.

The footsteps gradually faded away. After a while, the door of the room was opened, and a girl with soft and smooth red hair, dressed in a red and white shrine maiden costume, appeared. She knelt at the door, with a round forehead, long eyelashes, deep rose-red eyes, a swan-like neck, clear butterfly bones, delicate and soft skin, exquisite calves, slender ankles, a slender figure, and well-proportioned flesh and bones. She was perfect, with the only flaw being a lack of liveliness between her eyebrows and eyes.

Like a delicate porcelain doll.

Looking at the words on the small notebook, the girl tilted her head. After a long while, she silently picked up the notebook and closed the door.

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon.

Accompanied by the rhythm of classic superhero debut music, Mo Qiuran, Chu Zihang and Finkel walked out of the hotel door in slow motion, with their clothes fluttering, and their lofty ambitions emerged.

"Perfect! This is exactly the effect I wanted!"

Mo Qiuran took the camera from Ying who didn't know what expression to make, checked it, put it away and said with satisfaction, then nodded and smiled to Yuan Zhisheng who had a stern face, "Sorry for the long wait! Let's go now!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

After a rest at noon and in the afternoon, Yuan Zhisheng's powerful body allowed him to quickly recover to his peak condition. It was almost time for the dinner, so he and Ying drove to pick up Mo Qiuran and others to attend the welcome ceremony. Before coming, Yuan Zhisheng had already made some mental preparations, but at this moment, Yuan Zhisheng felt that he was still not mentally prepared enough.

Why do they have to film a famous scene of a "superhero" making his appearance?

This S-class guy is really a psychopath, absolutely!

Although he had expected that the other party would not play according to the routine, Yuan Zhisheng did not expect that he would play so unconventionally!

No, it should be said that the entire team of commissioners are all crazy! Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Finkel and Chu Zihang, and silently corrected himself in his heart.

"Speaking of what the welcome ceremony will be about, can you reveal it in advance? Do we also have to change into local clothes to show respect? After all, there is a saying that goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do!" Mo Qiuran suddenly said after getting in the car.

"No need for that. This isn't a serious banquet. Commissioners can just be casual." The veins on the forehead of co-pilot Yuan Zhisheng jumped as he answered in a serious tone.

Now he just wants to end all of this quickly.

"That's how it is! If I had known, I would have changed into short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts!" Mo Qiuran had a look of regret on his face. Before going out, they all changed into suits and dresses donated by the school, which were tailor-made for them. They probably thought that if they didn't give them, these people would probably never think of the existence of suits and not wearing suits to a banquet was something these guys could do. In order to maintain the reputation of Kassel College, they were directly equipped with them.

"I was just talking, I didn't ask you to really come with me, you bastard!" Yuan Zhisheng was silent, and his right fist stiffened again. Ever since Mo Qiuran came, he found that his anger seemed to be getting less and less controllable.

"Calm down, stay calm, this is their purpose! They just want to cause trouble! Just ignore them..." Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes and said to himself.

Then he heard Mo Qiuran's caring words: "Are you very tired? You have dark circles under your eyes! I wanted to say this when I saw you this morning. Staying up late is not a good habit. It can easily lead to premature graying, kidney deficiency and other serious consequences. I have a way to ensure the quality of sleep. Do you want it? I guarantee it will be very effective!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

"Really? Then I'm all ears." Yuan Zhisheng felt that it would not be a good idea not to reply, so he forced a smile and said.

"That's the Frigga bullet!" Mo Qiuran said with great joy, "Not only can it make you sleep completely for a whole day, but it also has no side effects. Even if someone slashes you with a knife during your sleep, you won't wake up! It's simply the best way to sleep! And it's easy to use, just take a Frigga bullet and press it on yourself! The only consequence you need to worry about is that if someone finds you while you're asleep, they might think you've been shot and die, and then bury you. By the way, is it burial or cremation in Japan? If it's burial, there probably isn't enough land, right? Oh, I forgot, your status is higher, so it should be cremation..."

Yuan Zhisheng began to hate himself for choosing to talk to this kind of person a few seconds ago. It would be fine if he ignored him, right? And now he really wanted to cover his mouth. He couldn't bear it any longer...

Perhaps because she also sensed that her young master's emotions were approaching an unbearable critical point, Sakura interrupted Mo Qiuran's mental attack and said, "We're here."

It was a black crystal-like building on the roadside, standing tall and unique among all the surrounding buildings. The huge neon lights illuminated the gradually dimming dusk, and the big words "Tamamonomae Club" on the sign shone brightly.

It is ethereal and crystal clear, just like the glass world mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.

The ground is made of seamless crystal glass, with colorful lights changing underfoot, and the sky is filled with quaint wooden pillars and red eaves, with vermilion wooden stairs winding along the four walls. Anyone who steps into Tamamonomae for the first time will have an unreal feeling, as if they are flying in the rosy glow.

Girls in maple-red kimonos lined up on the dance floor, their skin as delicate and gorgeous as golden satin. The mythical nine-tailed fox Tamamonomae was all golden, and even emperors could not resist her golden body, so Tamamonomae asked the dancers to apply gold powder to recreate the myth. There were still faint patterns on their golden bodies, and if you look closely, you can see that they are all small poems written in Japanese.

"So why should there be such a thing that ruins the view in an occasion like this!" Mo Qiuran said, pointing at the thing that was completely out of tune with the surrounding environment.

It was a big red banner with the words "Welcome our special team to visit our Japanese branch!" written in bold yellow letters.

Is it familiar?

"Isn't this a must-have for leaders' inspections? You said before that the Inuyama family is very good at welcome ceremonies. You are not referring to this!" Mo Qiuran asked Yuan Zhisheng on the side, "The atmosphere is completely ruined, it's completely ruined!"

"This..." Yuan Zhisheng was a little stuck.

Maybe he also felt that the banner was a bit of an eyesore here.

"Is the commissioner dissatisfied with this? We heard that such banners are necessary when visiting the people." An old but powerful voice said at this time.

Mo Qiuran and others looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The voice came from an old man at the end of the corridor, who was wearing a navy blue kimono and holding a folding fan. He looked elegant and kind, and stood straight, like an upright sword, plain and unpretentious. It was hard to imagine how sharp it would be when it was unsheathed.

Yuan Zhisheng's voice let Mo Qiuran and others know the identity of this old man: "The head of the Inuyama family."

"Young Master." Inuyama He nodded to Yuan Zhisheng, then looked at Mo Qiuran, "Is the Commissioner dissatisfied with the hospitality of the Inuyama family?"

"Satisfied, quite satisfied. It would be great if we could tear down that banner." Mo Qiuran said seriously, "Having this thing would be very dangerous. The eyes of the river crab god would be on us!" (Originally it was something else, but then it was found that it would not pass the review)

Inuyama Ga: "..."

"The commissioner is really funny. I'll ask them to tear down the banner right away." Inuyama He reacted quickly. As an old man of his age, what has he not experienced? What has he not seen?

……

The banquet ended and Mo Qiuran and others left.

Inuyama He sat there and fell into silence.

After a moment, he waved his hand, and all the passers-by who were not even worthy of a name left. In an instant, it was so quiet here that you could hear a pin drop.

Then a secret door on the side was pushed open and Tachibana Masamune walked out.

"Head of the family." Inuyama He stood up and bowed.

"Master Inuyama," said Tachibana Masamune, "what do you think?"

Throughout the entire banquet, Tachibana Masamune had been waiting here and did not appear in front of everyone.

"I..." Inuyama He hesitated for a moment, "I have never seen such a person. The S-rank kid, the specialist of this department, always thinks of things that ordinary people cannot think of, and his words are extremely sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, unable to conceal its edge. This seems to have revealed the other party's intentions."

"... A sword unsheathed... What an apt description." Tachibana Masamune nodded and changed the subject, "The family has intelligence that some people seem to be ready to take action."

"What?" Inuyama He was shocked, "Does the young master know?"

"Only if he doesn't know about it, can the commissioners think that all this is just an accident. I believe in his ability," said Tachibana Masamune. "A sword drawn from its sheath is a dangerous thing, but if used properly, it can also clear the way for us!"

Chapter 144 Someone is following

"Is drunk driving allowed in Japan?" Mo Qiuran looked at Ying in surprise as she was sitting in the driver's seat and preparing to start the car.

"Yakura didn't drink." Yuan Zhisheng said, "In order to ensure our trip."

"Come to think of it, I didn't see her at the party either..." Mo Qiuran thought.

Yuan Zhisheng's heart skipped a beat. Now he had a certain understanding of Mo Qiuran. For example, after starting a sentence with "Speaking of it", there would be some completely unexpected words that people would not know how to answer.

"I didn't expect you to be such a capitalist who exploits the working class, Chisheng-kun!"

As expected, Mo Qiuran stared at him, his tone filled with four parts indignation, three parts regret and three parts contempt.

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

Putting aside the content of what you said, how did you come up with such a rich tone that sounds like a pie chart?

"You can't just exploit other girls' labor just because they like you. Of course, as a capitalist, exploiting labor seems to be normal... But at least you have to give them some sweet treats, right? For example, hold hands from time to time, or go shopping or have a meal together..."

Mo Qiuran spoke in the nagging tone of a father or mother, just like those parents who are worried that their son, who is in his twenties but hangs out with a group of boys all day long and there are basically no women around him, as if he is completely isolated from girls, will have problems with his sexual orientation and he will not be able to have grandchildren in the future.

"That's enough!" Yuan Zhisheng called for a stop, with a trace of uncontrollable anger on his face, "You can joke with me, but you can't joke with Sakura!"

"I never joke around! Well, I may make a little joke occasionally," Mo Qiuran said solemnly at first, then perhaps felt that this was a bit too arbitrary so he modified it a little, "But what I said is the truth, you see Ms. Ying didn't refute it!"