Qing Chen ignored him...
At this moment, Tang Wei whispered, "Boss, putting aside your past pursuit of Yangyang, it's understandable that Qing Chen wants revenge since you poached her while Bai Zhou was in trouble. Actually, this level of revenge is already quite mild; with his abilities, it would be easy for him to have the entire Shindai Group issue a warrant for your arrest..."
That's a sensible person. If he continues to provoke Bai Zhou, he will undoubtedly bring even greater trouble upon himself.
If Qing Chen had used Chen Sui's face to kill people back in City 22, the entire Matrix organization would probably not exist now.
At this moment, Chen Sui said to Tang Wei, "What you said makes sense, but Qing Chen made me bear the reputation of 'the most reserved top male escort,' so we can't let it go. Even if we don't retaliate openly, we have to do something secretly!"
Qing Chen: "..."
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At night, Maki Jinguji, who was nestled in Li Tongyun's arms, suddenly sat up.
She seemed to hear some warm call again.
Maki tugged at Li Tongyun's hand, then quietly ran out of the dormitory.
Li Tongyun sat up sleepily, put on her pajamas, threw back the covers, and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"
However, Maki did not answer.
Li Tongyun hurriedly followed him out.
Jiang Xue was still asleep, unaware of what had happened.
Chapter 613, Whale Island Has Been Taken Over?!
Maki Jinguji runs through the long, labyrinthine corridors.
She walked barefoot on the soft brown carpet, the hem of her nightgown swaying and bobbing in the dim light, like a lamp floating in the river of time.
The little girl's hair, soft and flowing behind her, was jet black and glossy.
It was already midnight, and the students were all fast asleep.
A soft, warm breeze swept through the corridor, like the arm of a giant, wanting to pull the little girl into its embrace.
Powerful, careful, and kind.
They seemed afraid of disturbing the little girl.
The calls from the corridor sounded like a nursery rhyme under the cherry blossom tree in my hometown, with cheerful laughter lingering in my ears, and it seemed as if adults were holding hammers, tamping rice cakes in a mortar.
People chanted slogans as the rice cakes were pounded into white balls in the rice mortar.
The old man sat on the wooden steps, leaning on his cane as he looked at the young people with a knowing smile.
Maki Jinguji felt the call and almost shed tears.
She didn't know why she was crying.
Li Tongyun followed behind, but she did not disturb Jinguji Maki. She simply followed the little girl silently through the corridor and through time.
Maki continued walking outwards, towards the cliffs of the island, her bare feet treading on the black stones of midnight.
The jagged rocks, originally eroded by time, were transformed into a road where Maki walked.
She finally reached the edge of the cliff, her body standing still in the surging sea breeze, gazing at the crescent moon on the horizon.
The person suddenly went mad.
The water vapor in front of me condensed into a strange scene.
She saw a magnificent three-masted wooden sailing ship sailing on the waves, with a middle-aged man dressed in a clean white hunting robe standing at the bow.
Her demeanor was exceptionally graceful.
Dozens of large sailing ships escorted this three-masted sailing ship.
A little boy was playing with a ball on the deck, while a little girl watched silently, her face cupped in her hands.
The little boy accidentally kicked the ball into the sea and hurriedly cried out, "Father, please help me get the ball!"
The middle-aged man at the bow laughed, and with a wave of his hand, a shikigami appeared, riding the water and gently lifting the ball from the sea.
The shikigami was young and divine, standing on a high wave, smiling broadly, her eyes filled with doting affection for the little boy.
However, at that moment, a muffled thud was heard from the bottom of the cabin, and thick smoke billowed out of the cabin.
The middle-aged man turned around and was shocked to see eight sailboats around him on fire at the same time, accompanied by explosions in the cabins.
He said solemnly, "Someone has tampered with this! Immediately order the servants' ships to come and rescue the elderly, children, and women on board!"
However, the other ships around them showed no intention of approaching; instead, they quickly sailed away and only stopped when they were two or three kilometers away from them.
These ships prominently displayed the Snow Mountain Flag of the Kamishiro Foundation.
The middle-aged man watched this scene calmly, seemingly already knowing what had happened.
Just as he was about to summon his shikigami, Ride the Waves, to give chase, there was another loud bang.
The three-masted sailboat he was on broke in two, and a huge burst of fire and explosion instantly engulfed everything.
The middle-aged man was injured in the explosion, with almost every inch of his limbs and bones broken.
Blood gushed from the severed arm into the sea, attracting a massive whale.
The blue whale swallowed the middle-aged man whole and sank to the deepest part of the ocean.
But gradually, one of the blue whale's eyes began to resemble a human pupil.
His eyes were filled with sadness and despair.
It swam back to the surface until it met a little boy, then gently took him into its mouth and used its large oral cavity as protection.
It wanted to find the little girl again, but it couldn't find her anywhere.
The ships at sea began to attack it, and it had no choice but to leave.
The whale swam an unknown distance until it saw a coastline, at which point it spat the little boy out of its mouth.
At this moment, the giant whale's human-like eyes were filled with tenderness and reluctance, but it didn't look any longer and returned to the seabed.
That was a father's last obsession.
The little boy was taken in by fishermen on the shore and was saved after running a fever for more than 30 days.
He changed his name and became a down-to-earth fisherman, even forgetting his past heritage.
Centuries later, a young man suddenly came to the fishing village and picked up an infant girl who was still in swaddling clothes.
The baby girl's parents had both died in the plague, and the young man opened a spatial portal and placed her in front of a wooden house at the foot of a snow-capped mountain.
The young man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He calmly said, "Let's patiently await a new era."
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Seeing this, tears streamed down Maki Jinguji's small face.
For some reason, she already understood that it was the fate of her ancestors.
Xiao Tongyun stood not far behind her and saw the whole thing. She didn't know why such a scene would appear on Whale Island, but she knew that it must be related to Xiao Zhenji.
At this moment, under the moonlight of the crescent moon, a middle-aged Onmyoji slowly walked out of the sea. He stepped into the air, as if there was an invisible narrow ladder to heaven.
The middle-aged man approached Maki Jinguji and touched the little girl's forehead with his index finger.
The middle-aged man transformed into a white light and flew in the air, but the white light remained condensed and did not dissipate. In the end, it transformed into the shape of a giant whale and flew in the sky, emitting a high-pitched wail.
The giant whale flapped its enormous fins... no, to be precise, those unusually large fins were more like a pair of wings.
Xiao Tongyun was stunned by this scene, as if she were seeing the legendary Kunpeng.
The next moment, as if she understood something, Jinguji Maki bit her finger and let the blood flow out.
The giant whale in the sky crashed down, shrinking continuously, and burrowed into Maki Jinguji's fingers.
This giant whale is larger than any shikigami recorded in the Kamishō family history.
That was a gift from the ancestors of the Genji clan to their descendants.
Moreover, Maki Jinguji suddenly felt as if she were connected to this island on a spiritual level.
Li Tongyun slowly walked to her side.
Little Maki turned around and said with teary eyes, "Sister."
This is the third word that Li Tongyun taught Xiaozhenji.
Li Tongyun gently pulled her into his arms: "Don't cry."
But Jinguji Maki couldn't stop her tears. She huddled in Li Tongyun's arms, feeling incredibly sad.
Suddenly, rain began to fall from the sky above Whale Island.
Outside, it was sunny, but on Whale Island, it was pouring rain.
Li Tongyun whispered, "Sister will avenge you, don't worry."
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At this moment, Zheng Yuandong was reviewing documents in his office. He said to Lu Yuan, "The branch school project is about to begin. We need to categorize these students and then provide individualized instruction."
Ni Ergou nodded: "My survey data shows that 73% of the students are not doing well in the Otherworld, relying entirely on gold bars given to them by their parents to survive. Some who brought gold bars there were even robbed by their parents or siblings in the Otherworld, or by outsiders. They don't know how to protect themselves, nor do they know how to obtain useful items to bring back to the Surface World. These people have already been teetering on the edge of survival in just a few months. Fortunately, we started the school in time."
Lu Yuan said, "Half of the children have been tainted by the malevolent energy of the underworld, but that's okay. We are confident that we can turn them back. Now my idea is to distinguish between students who have the talent for cultivation and those who don't, and also to distinguish between those with good grades and those with bad grades."
Ni Ergou added, "These college students are all workers or club members in the Otherworld, and they are not qualified to access the technological knowledge of the Otherworld. We can help with this, so we have set up a separate college for such talents to conduct scientific research and study."
Ni Ergou continued, "Then those without cultivation talent are placed in a separate academy to teach them how to protect themselves and how to transport resources from the inner world. Kunlun is responsible for converting these resources into cash to maintain the organization's operation."
Ni Ergou: "Those with talent for cultivation will be placed in a separate academy, where they will be taught combat skills, wilderness survival skills, and so on, giving them more options. By the way, boss, is Boss He still unwilling to reveal the Hu family's cultivation methods?"
Zheng Yuandong shook his head: "The Hu family's Heart Sword Technique is one of the orthodox cultivation traditions. This thing is precious and does not belong to him. It is normal that he is unwilling to take it out."
Ni Ergou whispered, "But all the members of Kyushu are practicing."