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

The doctor said seriously that even if his emotional intelligence was low, he would be able to detect the sarcasm in Mo Qiuran's words, and from the tone of his voice, he even sounded a little angry.

"I don't know if you have heard of what Lao Tzu said, 'People who are possessed often speak in high-sounding words.'" Mo Qiuran sneered.

"Perhaps you think you are righteous, then think so. Anyway, in my opinion, you are just a helpless guy who knows that he is deceiving himself. You are not even worthy of sympathy."

"...You don't know, you don't understand! Because you have always been a child of destiny, you were born with great power, and you have never experienced what happened when your power was not enough to resist those god-like dragon kings!

The history of mankind is passed down through blood and tears. What I have to do is to cut it all off. How can you mock such a great cause?!" the professor said excitedly.

"I'm not here to debate with you. I don't know what you've been through, and I'm not interested. All I need to know is that your organization is my enemy." Mo Qiuran no longer had any interest in talking to the professor. Although he was a good talker, debating with such a guy whose mentality was completely twisted was undoubtedly a useless thing. It was a pure waste of time and energy.

There is nothing black and white in this world. Only exquisite gray can last forever. Looking at the same thing from different angles often leads to different conclusions and ways of dealing with it. Different people will also have different attitudes and ways of dealing with it. Want to figure out these things? You will only drive yourself crazy first!

So Mo Qiuran will not be shaken by other people's words. He is who he is. He has his own way and method of looking at things. He decides how to do something and then does it. Why bother about so many things? If there are things that don't go your way, just rush through them and get rid of them. If you can't rush through them and get rid of them, it only means that you are not strong enough!

If Erha thinks too much, he is no longer Erha, right? The deep eyes are used to think about a more perfect demolition plan!

"That's a shame. I was hoping you might understand me," said the Doctor.

"As you said, I am a genius, and geniuses have never experienced pain, so I don't need to do anything at any cost, because I always have the ability to do it." Mo Qiuran chuckled, "Comparing yourself to others will only make you angry, right?"

"..." The doctor was silent for a while and even clenched his fists. Such an answer and the proud tone were so strong that people could hardly relate to him and started to get angry.

Why is there such a big gap between people! Why is he the one with such talent instead of me! Why is such a person still my enemy? Is it really my fault?

No, I must be right! All sacrifices are meaningful! As long as I can achieve the final result, everything in the past will disappear, and I will become the greatest contributor to mankind!

The doctor comforted himself in his heart. He couldn't be so angry as to lose his mind just because of Mo Qiuran's words... It was impossible not to be angry. Mo Qiuran knew very well how to make people angry or confuse with just a few words. After more than ten years of training, he had already mastered it... The only one who could suppress Mo Qiuran in this regard was Tang Zi, and that was because of the emotional bonus!

The skill that Chu Zihang developed, which goes in from the left ear to the right ear, is just a way to deal with it. It is still far from a counterattack... However, it took a long time to evolve even this skill. The [Doctor] of the Perfect Evolution Organization naturally had to be tricked for the first time and couldn't react for a while.

"If we don't agree, then we can talk nonsense. Either you tell me where to go to complete the transaction, or you don't call me again. Which one do you choose?"

Mo Qiuran said impatiently that it would be better to play two games of cards than to argue with such a boring guy over a meaningless question!

"In that case, I will be awaiting your arrival at Mount Fuji at noon tomorrow. I will inform you of the specific location then." The Doctor did not plan to communicate with Mo Qiuran anymore. Before making the call, he was full of confidence and wanted to impress Mo Qiuran with his own reasons or even just influence his mood... However, now it seems that he is the one who is affected.

What's wrong with this Mo Qiuran? Why doesn't he have the demeanor of a master? His arrogant personality is so full that it's about to overflow, and at the same time, every word he says is designed to make people uncomfortable!

"Okay, okay, that's it. Don't call me again. Electricity is very expensive." Mo Qiuran hung up the phone after he said that. This time he used a different excuse, which successfully made the doctor take a deep breath subconsciously before his heartbeat slowed down.

If this happens a few more times, perhaps Mo Qiuran will be able to achieve the ability to kill people from a distance!

"He agreed." The doctor paused and then dialed another number.

"Okay," the person on the other end of the phone said, "Remember, your goal is to delay him, as long as you can... Forget about his blood. With his strength, even if you blow up Mount Fuji, you won't be able to hurt him at all, let alone extract his blood... In short, everything should be done according to the original plan, remember!"

"Yes!" Although the man was not in front of him, the doctor still lowered his head respectfully and answered loudly.

"Your Majesty!"

Your Majesty is the honorific title for the highest god among the eight million gods in Japan, just like the way the servants of God in the Vatican address the top clergy.

In Japan, there is only one person with such power and such a title.

King general!

"Go do your research. The evolutionary potion has made gratifying progress. Even without that S-level blood, you have achieved what you have now. As time goes by, you will eventually succeed, not to mention our future plans!"

The king's words were full of temptation, just like an old witch casting a spell. As he spoke, the doctor's eyes gradually became full of fanaticism, as if he had seen the god in whom he most faithfully believed.

"Moreover, even if we don't have the blood of the 'Hybrid Monarch' for research, we have other blood to replace it! That is the blood that truly belongs to the God! And that God is still weak! As long as you obtain His blood, your research will surely advance by leaps and bounds!"

The king general continued, "What you need to do now is to stabilize and hold on! Wait for the right time to come! The activities of the gods have shown signs of becoming more frequent over the years. In three years, they may be able to enter the stage of formal recovery. At that moment... we will capture the gods! And study them!"

"Yes!" The doctor was so excited that his whole body seemed to be shaking. For him, just hearing what General Wang described was enough to make him unable to hold back...Dissecting and studying gods! This would be a feat that many people had never accomplished! If he could do this and achieve results, he would be the greatest contributor, and no one could deny his contribution as the savior of mankind!

As for all the unreasonable things in the process, such as why it was certain that the gods could be captured and studied, the doctor ignored them all... I don't know whether he realized it himself but ignored it, or because there was some other power mixed in the bewitching words from General Wang... In short, that's what the doctor thought, as if what General Wang said must be correct, and there was no need for any doubt at all!

"Continue your research and wait for our great cause to succeed, then you will get everything you want." General Wang said to the doctor and hung up the phone.

In the empty laboratory filled with various instruments, the doctor stood there for a long time like a drug addict who had just taken a drug, with a silly smile on his face and even drooling. After a long while, he gradually returned to normal and continued to busy himself with various experimental data and conduct experiments as if nothing had happened.

……

Inside a quiet room in the Paradise Hall, the king, wearing a black and blue kimono, was standing in front of a chessboard. It was a chessboard, but there was no one sitting in front of him to play the game. He was placing the chess pieces by himself, and the situation on the board soon became one in which his side was in danger while the opponent had a huge advantage.

"A self-righteous person..."

The king picked up the opponent's rook on the opposite side of the chessboard and rubbed it lightly with his fingers, speaking with emotion as if stating an established fact.

And as he put the [Rook] back on the chessboard...the [Rook] actually turned into a [Cheek]!

The situation was reversed in an instant, and one move decided the outcome. The originally favorable situation for the opponent instantly turned into that for General Wang!

General!

"Often you will encounter a tragic failure..."

Chapter 4: A date at the top of Mount Fuji! (k)

The rain fell with force as if from the sky.

The silvery-white rain curtain almost blocks the vision. The umbrellas supported by steel frames can only hold on with difficulty under such rain. The leaves are smashed into pieces by raindrops. The air is no longer filled with the summer heat. The rain has dispersed it, bringing a cool and refreshing feeling. The raindrops falling from the eaves of the shrine draw beautiful parabolas, and the century-old cherry trees in the garden are covered with sad and beautiful cherry snow.

The men in black, with short swords in white sheaths on their waists, passed under the burnt torii gate with uniform and coordinated steps, walking up the stone steps strewn with cherry blossoms, and stopped at the vermilion stone wall in front of the main hall. After bowing deeply three times, they dispersed into two teams.

The next people to enter the shrine were eight people holding umbrellas. They were wearing formal kimonos, the men wearing black-patterned haori and the women wearing black tomoesode. They looked straight ahead with solemn expressions. As they passed through the burnt torii gate, the men on both sides of the aisle bowed deeply. The whole scene was solemn and quiet.

Leading the group was Minamoto no Chisei, followed by Minamoto no Chionome and Uesugi Erie, and then the heads of the five outer families. After they entered the main hall, the rest of the men and women in suits slowly walked in.

Although there were many of them, there was no trouble. They sat down in the spacious main hall and no one made a mistake. They all knew where their seats were. The seats for this gathering were basically the same as those for the last time.

Among the few changes, the most important one is the leader's position... Everyone looked towards the center of the hall, which was also the highest position. There was no longer a silver-haired, kind-looking, yet intimidating old man, but a young man, even younger than most of the people present. But now he sat in the leader's position, with full legitimacy and no sense of inappropriateness, as if he was born for this position.

In the past, his seat should have been on the side, but now the old man who should have sat in the center has died, so he can only sit where he is now. The most important thing to do today is to fix his position.

"Head, all the participants are here." Ying, wearing a black tight suit, presented the roster to Yuan Zhisheng. Behind her were Yasha and Crow. These two had been playing supporting roles for so many days and had been clamoring to come back. However, Yuan Zhisheng had always been worried that their bad personalities might anger Mo Qiuran, so he chose to send them away. But today, it would be unreasonable for him to send them away as his confidants.

When the master is about to become the head of the family, the status of his trusted subordinates will naturally rise. Crow and Yaksha are overjoyed. Fortunately, at least they have managed their facial expressions quite well over the years and still look solemn.

"Okay," Yuan Zhisheng nodded and looked around, "Let's get started."

……

"My son is so handsome!"

A little further away, in a pavilion on a mountain, Uesugi Yue said complacently.

Knowing that today was an important day, he finally stopped wearing the ramen chef's clothes and put on a kimono inlaid with gold threads, which made him look more formal.

According to him, he dug it out from the bottom of a box specifically for this important day. He had been planning to pawn it and sell it to earn some money for the nightclub expenses, but then he remembered that there was a family crest on it, so he definitely couldn't sell it. Even if he sold it, there would be trouble later, so he just kept it. He didn't expect to be able to use it today. It was such a pleasant surprise.

It has to be said that this ramen chef was once a "Movie King". After putting on this outfit, he really had a bit of "kingly aura", but this feeling basically disappeared after he opened his mouth.

As for why he didn't go down to the main hall to participate in the ceremony in person... Uesugi Yue's idea was that he didn't want to return to the Eight Snake Families, because in his opinion the royal blood was a curse and should not be continued, and the reason he contacted them now was purely because the son he had when he became a father in his old age was going to become the head of the family.

After all, the blood connection cannot be severed. He would help if he could, but he did not want to show up unless it was absolutely necessary. The previous time was enough. If he went to participate now... what would he do? To steal the limelight from his son?

So Uesugi Yue stayed here, ready to witness this moment through the surveillance camera.

Another reason is to guard against the royal general who might come back to cause trouble... Uesugi Yue has already learned about the royal general and Tachibana Masamune from Minamoto Chisei.

Apart from the tremendous anger towards what that devil-like fellow from hell had done, he was also fearful. One thing he had to admit was that General Wang was definitely a capable and resourceful fellow. After all, first of all, it was so difficult as to be the patriarch of the Eight Families of Sheqi as a pure outsider who was not even from one of the Five Outside Families that it was a thing so difficult as to be basically impossible!

It can be said that if Wang Jiang and Tachibana Masamune were two different people, then what he did would definitely be the most competent patriarch in the history of the Snake Eight Families, unprecedented... But now the two are one person, when all the beneficial things this person does are for another selfish purpose and also create more harm, this person must be eradicated!

It only takes a moment to go from very good to very bad.

So as a father, if you fail to fulfill your responsibility to raise your son, then you should help them get revenge!

Uesugi Yue thinks that he has no special abilities. He is completely clueless when it comes to big principles, and has no way of passing on any experience or lessons. The only thing he can do is fight... It just so happens that his old bones haven't moved for decades, and he even feels a little bit of anticipation!

"Master, we admit that your son is very handsome. His appearance may even have reached the average of our group of specialists... or even a little bit higher." Finkel added after seeing the look in Uesugi Yue's eyes, "But why do we need to stay here? Can't we go down together?"

"What's the point of going down? Not to mention that only important members of the clan can go down there. I haven't even been there, so why should you go?" Uesugi Yue glanced at Finkel and said, "Besides, can you adapt to the etiquette of kneeling down there?"

"No, no! The master is worthy of being the master, he is so wise!" Finkel said with a thumbs up, showing his white teeth.

"That's right, that kind of thing is purely anti-human! I always wanted to remove this link back then, but unfortunately I was in too much of a hurry and forgot about it after burning down the family history museum..." Uesugi Yue shook his head and said, it's not that his body couldn't stand sitting in that posture for a long time, but... he didn't have the patience!

"Um... may I ask, Master, if you want to run away from home, why do you have to burn down your family history museum?" Finkel asked with his eyes wide open.

There must be a lot of valuable information in the family history museum of the Eight Clans of Sheqi, it goes without saying!

But it was all burned down by Uesugi Yue in one fire?

He is simply the biggest prodigal in history!

"Ahem... all that information is cursed, even the royal blood in me is cursed... that's why I burned those things!"

Uesugi Yue did not want to discuss the "heroic deeds" he had done. It is well known that most people will feel "unbearable to look back on the past" when looking back on the past. In common parlance, "How could I be so stupid at that time?" It was purely an accident that he mentioned it before!

"By the way, don't you have another person? That... Mo Qiuran, right? I remember that he seems to have very strong strength, and he is also the favorite student of that guy Angé?" Uesugi Yue asked.

"Favorite student..." Finkel and Chu Zihang looked at each other. Wasn't Mo Qiuran Professor Schneider's student? When did he become the principal's favorite student?

Could it be that the principal saw that Mo Qiuran was extremely talented and decided to snatch Mo Qiuran away as his last disciple?

Or was he just bragging in front of old acquaintances?

"He should still be climbing the mountain now. An organization is planning to complete a deal with him." Finkel looked at his watch.

……

"It's almost twelve o'clock..." Mo Qiuran took out his cell phone, looked at it and muttered.

Mount Fuji does not have snow all year round. It is located at an altitude of more than 4,500 meters to have snow all year round. The altitude of the top of Mount Fuji is about 3,700 meters, so it can only have seasonal snow. Every summer, it will turn into a black volcano.

As an active volcano, Mount Fuji has been showing a tendency to erupt on a large scale in recent years... Honestly speaking, Mo Qiuran doesn't want Mount Fuji to have a big eruption, mainly because it is still too close to China. If it were located on the Hawaiian Island, it could erupt however it wanted, but when the distance is so close, a large eruption would very likely affect the coastal areas.

Compared to natural disasters where "everything is nothing but straw dogs", Mo Qiuran still prefers some man-made disasters... at least they are controllable.

"So where did this damn "Perfect Evolution" organization go? Are they planning to stand me up?" Mo Qiuran frowned and looked around.

According to the call from the doctor yesterday, he would call Mo Qiuran at this time to discuss the final means of transaction... twelve o'clock is also the "official" deadline of the Hunter website.

If the "Perfect Evolution" organization has not confirmed the transaction results within this time, the Hunter website will automatically confirm it... and then Mo Qiuran can get one million US dollars for free.

Although for Mo Qiuran, one million US dollars can be obtained with just a wave of his hand, who wouldn't like to earn so much for free, right?

There was heavy rain falling all around, but Mo Qiuran did not hold an umbrella. The raindrops had already moved away when they were about to fall. If viewed from a distance, it would look like a transparent semicircle separating Mo Qiuran and the raindrops, like a [field]!

This range was maintained until Mo Qiuran climbed here, which was about three or four hundred meters above sea level from the top of Mount Fuji. Mo Qiuran climbed up almost in one breath. It only took him about half an hour to drive a distance that would have taken several hours... This was probably due to the fact that he ran the entire way and went straight up the mountain.

Anyway, climbing Mount Fuji is prohibited in such weather...so Mo Qiuran doesn't mind showing off some "special" methods.

Of course, the most important thing is another thing... Mo Qiuran closed his eyes and instantly switched to another perspective - at this moment this perspective was soaring in the sky!

It was a stormy day with dark clouds all over the sky. A blue giant ice eagle was flying among the clouds, so fast that it looked like a flash of blue lightning. It was impossible to detect it unless one had special detection abilities... Of course, even the super vision of the giant ice eagle would be affected in such weather, but it still had a very wide field of vision!

Mo Qiuran is not the kind of person who passively waits and then counterattacks. If there is no opportunity, he will create it! Following the clues is what he wants to do most!

However, unless the other party is a fool, they probably won't give me this kind of opportunity... But I can still earn a million dollars, right?

Another good thing with no loss and no net profit!

Of course, according to Mo Qiuran's idea, if the other party was an organization with a bit of common sense, they would not send anyone for this transaction. The purpose was just to transfer themselves away and then put the main line somewhere else... For example, the Sheqi Eight Families who were holding the patriarch's succession ceremony?

Mo Qiuran didn't believe that the Perfect Evolution Organization had nothing to do with Wang Jiang. This organization was able to extend its reach all over the world and obviously had a solid and powerful foundation. What it did just happened to be in line with the Ghost Clan. Wang Jiang, who controlled both the black and white sides of the Japanese underworld, would ignore or not know the existence of such an organization?

Even though there was no direct evidence, Mo Qiuran still made such an association.

But even after realizing this, Mo Qiuran still came because he was fully confident!

If Tachibana Masamune, or the King General, really had such an intention, to move him away and then take control of the situation by himself until he realized it was too late...

He will definitely receive a huge surprise!

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Qiuran's phone finally rang.

"Sir, our people are waiting for you on the top of the mountain, and the money for the transaction is ready..." said a gloomy voice.

Mo Qiuran didn't even have the heart to talk nonsense with the other party. He just hung up the phone and then ran and jumped towards the top of the mountain at a high speed... In his eagle eye vision, there was no figure on the top of Mount Fuji!

Then the interesting thing comes... No one is there, but it is said that there is someone... Why?

"He still has some brains and his hand is pretty good... It's none of my business this time, right? It was the other party who did it!" Mo Qiuran thought to himself as the distance to the top of the mountain was rapidly closing.

Although he had a vague idea of ​​what would happen there, he still wanted to go.

Walking into a trap carefully designed by the other party, and then walking out of it unscathed and unharmed, this is the most devastating thing to a person's mentality!

Mo Qiuran likes to do this kind of thing!