Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 279 So You Also...

The sky darkened and heavy rain fell.

The towering rooftop was filled with a strong smell of gasoline, and the ground was burning with raging flames. A young girl slowly walked to the edge. The wind blew up the hem of her skirt, but she unconsciously opened her arms, as if a fearless bird was about to fly into the sky.

But humans are not dragons and do not have wings.

So once the girl leaps up, she will fall to her death like a bird with broken wings.

There were two figures walking side by side on the ground.

Lu Ke was holding a wooden sword in his hand and sticking it on the ground, blocking the entrance casually. Opposite him was a handsome young man with dazzling blond hair and chest muscles that made the girls feel ashamed of themselves.

The name of Caesar Gattuso is known to everyone in Kassel Academy, because he is like a shining sun, warm and flamboyant. His name is taken from Caesar the Great - Gaius Julius Caesar, an outstanding military commander and politician in the late Roman Republic. This name represents authority, power and dominance. The fact that his family gave him this name is enough to explain everything.

This man, who was born a child of destiny, now had a dark complexion and eyes full of anger, almost spitting fire.

"The rules are simple. Catch the girl on top before she hits the ground. If she's not dead, you win. Otherwise, you lose."

Luke looked at the burning rooftop and announced the rules of the game. His tone was calm, as if he was discussing this morning's weather or tomorrow's lunch.

"Fuck you!"

Caesar raised his middle finger to Luke and cursed him with the dirty words he learned from him. It was rare for a domineering nobleman to behave so vulgarly. After all, elegance was the philosophy of the Gattuso family. But a more important family philosophy broke through his restraints.

That is to always be respectful and respectful to ladies.

Ever since Caesar was defeated by Lu Ke with a wooden sword on the first day of school last year, he has challenged Lu Ke every now and then. Sometimes he chooses the event, and sometimes Lu Ke arranges it.

The content of this competition was beyond Caesar's expectations. Letting an innocent girl risk her life to participate in their competition was absolutely contrary to Caesar's original intention.

If time could go back to one hour ago, Caesar would definitely stop himself from opening the door of the Bugatti Veyron, stop himself from stepping on the accelerator to come to the Norton Pavilion, and stop himself from arrogantly speaking to Lu Keyang.

"Let's have a challenge. You decide the rules. If you lose, the Bugatti Veyron is yours."

It's a pity that there is no if in the world.

"Get out of the way, I give up, let me pass."

To give up before the competition even started was a difficult decision for a proud man, but Caesar spoke quickly. He rushed towards the entrance quickly, simulating the route in his mind. With his mixed-blood physical fitness, he could reach the fourth floor in an instant, and there was a great chance of saving the people.

As he passed Luke, Caesar suddenly retreated quickly, a dangerous sword light flashed across his cheek, a strand of golden hair slowly fell down, and at the same time a neat incision was cut on the concrete ground.

Luke had raised the wooden sword without knowing when. He kept swinging the sword, his body so steady that one might have suspected that time had stopped. Caesar took out the Dick Tudo from his waist and held it across his body. The sharp blade reflected his solemn expression.

"I said I give up, the car is yours."

Excellent people will have a full understanding of themselves. Caesar understands that his strengths are long-range design and macro-command based on firearms. The modified Desert Eagle combined with the detection of the Word Spirit·Kamaitachi makes him the best gunner and commander.

But in close combat, especially weapon combat, he had to admit that he was far inferior to Lu Ke, not to mention breaking through the opponent's defense in a short period of time.

"I have a full range of Bugatti Veyrons in my garage, so I don't need yours. Rights are mutual, Caesar. Since you are the one who initiated the challenge, I should be the one to end the game."

Lu Ke put away the knife slowly, looking serious: "Once the game starts, it's a matter between two people. You should consider the consequences before doing anything... Besides, she's going to fall."

Caesar looked up suddenly and saw the girl already standing on the edge of the rooftop, jumping down and falling due to gravity. His blood rushed to the position below the girl with his legs and he stretched out his arms with all his strength.

The dangerous sword light struck again, and Caesar instinctively withdrew his hand. The girl's figure passed through his sight and fell heavily to the ground. The white skirt that passed by the corner of his eyes made his pupils shrink suddenly.

bang-

Before he had time to feel angry and regretful, a crisp collision sound made him realize that he had been deceived. This was not the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

"what is this?"

Lu Ke walked over and squatted on the ground, looking at the broken Ruhua.

"You can understand that the alchemical doll I tried to make is, um... a little brittle. It failed the drop test and the joints are still not flexible enough. If you are not in a hurry, the stiffness of the doll should be more obvious with your hybrid's eyesight."

Caesar gritted his teeth and glared at Luke angrily.

"You lied to me?"

"Well, I lied to you. If you don't agree, you can hit me."

"you!"

Luke shifted his gaze from the Ruhua doll to Caesar's face, "So you hope I'm not lying to you, and there really was a girl falling down in front of you?"

After hearing what he said, Caesar was speechless, and his resentment instantly dissipated. He walked to the steps and sat down, took out a Cohiba from his shirt pocket and lit it, and the remaining depressed mood was expelled along with the smoke from the burning nicotine.

"Avoiding danger is a human instinct. It's not your problem, but if you want to have a chance to win in the future you'd better overcome this instinct, otherwise you will keep losing."

Chu Zihang did better than Caesar in this regard. After an unknown rainy night, he turned into a vengeful ghost and wandered around, so he is better than Caesar.

Because the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the fierce, and the fierce are afraid of the desperate. Chu Zihang, who is gradually heading towards death after using the blood explosion, is the desperate one.

Caesar thought about what had just happened, thinking about how upset he would be if it was a real person who fell down. He frowned unconsciously, glanced at Luke who was sitting next to him, and handed him a cigarette.

"It's not too shameful to lose to you."

Caesar had lost many times in the past year, but Luke always managed to defeat him with ease. After getting used to it, he did not fall into extreme emotions or be unable to get out of the shadow.

In the eyes of the domineering nobleman, failure is not terrible, what is terrible is the loss of motivation to make progress, so he is not discouraged, and still charges towards the mountain with great ambition...

But sometimes I wonder, is there really such a big difference between A-level and S-level? He just has a higher dragon bloodline than him, and the threshold cannot exceed 50%, so is it necessary to hang him up and beat him?

"Then is it shameful to lose to Chu Zihang?"

Caesar's face turned red quickly due to these light words, and his sharp eyes stabbed at Lu Ke like a knife.

If Lu Ke is a mountain that is difficult to climb, then Chu Zihang is his nemesis who is walking side by side with him. He can accept that there are people ahead of him, which will only make him work hard to catch up, but he cannot accept that someone of the same level will surpass him.

"I won't lose to Chu Zihang."

You'd better get past the polar bear first!
Luke's right eyebrow twitched, and he took the Cohiba from Caesar's hand and lit it. The rich aroma of cedar wood, chocolate, cashews and coffee made him intoxicated. It must be said that Caesar was a man who knew how to enjoy life.

He did not answer, but his silence was deafening and made Caesar quite unhappy.

Could it be that in Lu Ke's heart he is really not as good as Chu Zihang?

"What is your purpose in designing this scene, to teach me not to be too complacent?"

"People who are not good enough are complacent. You are self-confident. Self-confidence is a good thing. You don't need me to advise you."

Luke flicked the ash with his fingers and said calmly, "I just hate meaningless death, and everything I hate should be destroyed."

Caesar was confused, "What does this mean?"

At some point the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated. Lu Ke stretched out his hand, the sunlight pouring through his fingers. He spoke lightly, bringing up a seemingly unrelated topic.

“Have you ever written a novel?”

"Novel? Well...I have written one."

Caesar looked strange, a little ashamed, but also a little relieved. He had been bored for a while and had written a novel on the website to practice writing, mainly to kill time and improve his speech writing skills. He didn't expect that he and Luke had the same hobby in this regard.

"Do you think a good story should be happy and complete or full of regrets?"

This question is really magical. Is this a topic that the prospective head of the Gattuso family and the person in charge of the Lu Group should discuss?

Caesar thought for a moment and then gave his answer.

"Neither is desirable. A happy and perfect story will make the story lack tension and authenticity, while a story filled with regrets will be too deliberate and not good in terms of perception. The two are interdependent and complement each other, and we need to find a balance."

"That's right. I didn't expect that the high and mighty Gattuso would have such insights. I thought you were just fooling around."

Lu Ke was surprised and his impression of Caesar changed.

"I was just fooling around, but I'm great at everything I do, so a lot of people still like me." Caesar raised his lips proudly, "By the way, if I'm high and mighty, what do you think?"

Lu Ke raised his eyebrows slightly. Even though he could now hold a world-famous model in his arms, book Alinea, Ultraviolet or Daniel, and sit in the most distinguished seat to eat king crab and white truffles cooked by a Michelin three-star chef, it did not mean that he had lost his memories of his previous life.

"At least you haven't tried living in a five-square-meter rental house, which is cramped and messy, with cracked and painted walls, poor sound insulation, and all kinds of noise from the neighbors on both sides from morning to night, the sounds of middle-aged couples pushing and shoving, young couples quarreling and having sex, and the most annoying thing is the sound of children crying and running. You can only wear earplugs and endure it. There are also public areas, bathrooms, kitchens and toilets. You probably don't want to know the details of this part because it may make you sick."

Caesar, who lacked experience of the lower classes, was dumbfounded: "These things may not exist in my novels... Are there really such places on Earth in the 21st century?"

The protagonists in his novels are all powerful and arrogant people who wear brands unknown to ordinary people, drive limited-edition luxury cars, hug the most beautiful women, and are full of passion and enthusiasm. They shoot bullets into the sky and announce their arrival to the world in a high-profile manner.

Just like Caesar himself, this is a common problem for authors. Details determine authenticity, and only with personal experience or sufficient understanding of the experience can an article be told in a fluent and moving way.

"There are many more miserable places than that. If the Gattuso family suspends your card one day, you will know how serious it is."

Caesar sneered, saying that outstanding people don’t have to worry about survival wherever they are.

"Just stop. I'm afraid they won't stop fast enough."

He looked at Lu Ke: "What you said is very true, but I remember that Lu's was also a company of not too small scale before, although it can't be compared with now."

Luke did not answer the question, but asked it in return.

"You seem to know me very well."

Caesar threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, smiling carefreely: "Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. You are my recognized opponent, so of course I have to understand your background clearly."

Lu Ke relaxed a little. They had lacked communication before, but now he kind of liked Caesar's frankness.

If you think about it carefully, this guy can fight against Chu Zihang on equal terms, compete with Norton from a distance, fight against a group of sickle-weasels, get along well with the red-armored members of a gang, join forces with Chu Zihang to fight against Yuan Zhisheng, and even fight a polar bear in hand-to-hand combat... He's also a 50-50 match!
He also has dazzling blond hair, a strong physique, the determination to challenge himself and keep fighting despite repeated failures, as well as a noble status. Isn't this the Amir Campbell version of another world?

Luke's ID in the Night Watch forum is "Isomers", which refers to the phenomenon that compounds have the same molecular formula but different structures. The Luks in other worlds are all his close brothers. Although the style of the elf Luke is slightly different from theirs, it does not affect him.

A brother's son is still a brother!
Women may not understand? That’s right.

Luke's gaze softened a little as he looked at Caesar, and he gave a teasing smile.

"You're wrong, Caesar. Only when you fight back and forth can you be called an opponent. If you keep losing like this, you're not the opponent, but the noob who's giving away points."

Caesar:…

If I hadn’t brought the Desert Eagle this time, I would have definitely blown his head off!
Luke looked at the sky leisurely. "My point of view is very similar to yours, but like I said, I hate meaningless death."

He gave an example, "Have you played Final Fantasy 7? Aerith, one of the heroines, and Cloud, controlled by the player, developed a deep relationship during their journey. Just after a tense boss battle, they were suddenly killed by Sephiroth who fell from the sky. There was no sign, no last words, only the heirloom magic crystal in Aerith's hand fell to the ground to mourn its owner, and her exclusive theme song sounded in the game, but the girl's life was over."

"The PSP at the time was not advanced enough, and Final Fantasy 7 was divided into three game discs. The plot I just mentioned happened at the end of the first game disc. Alice's death gave players the motivation to play the remaining two discs, but Alice did not resurrect until the end. Whether she died or not would not affect the ending, but the production team wanted to let her end the next second after completing her mission, because tragedy is more deeply rooted in people's hearts, and it will also freeze the character at the most beautiful moment. This is what I think, a meaningless death."

Caesar frowned and scratched his beautiful blond hair. "I roughly understood it, but what does it have to do with today's game?"

"You will understand later."

Luke perfunctorily said what a father often said to his son.

"Oh."

Caesar surprisingly did not refute.

Only then did he remember that this guy probably didn't have an ordinary childhood. At least no one in his family should say such things to him. The butler and servants would probably always follow the wishes of the future head of the family. I'm afraid that if Caesar played house, they would all shout "Long live the emperor, the Caesar Empire will never perish."

"Another question, why do you use novels to explain your ideas, but use game plots as examples?"

Lu Ke rolled his eyes. What other example could he use? The story of an ordinary girl in "Dragon Race III" who died because of her admiration for Caesar Gattuso?

"Alright, alright, hurry up and prepare for your free day. Friendly reminder, I have transformed Norton Hall into a magical place. It's not easy to come up to me and make a wish."

"I have no wish."

The domineering nobleman said casually, "Even if there is, I will do it myself, and I don't need you."

"Chu Zihang will fight for this opportunity."

"…Then we'll have to fight. I'll be the first one to come up to you."

Caesar was silent for a few seconds, with a flame of struggle burning in his eyes. He didn't care about second or third place. For him, being not first would be the greatest shame.

I can lose to anyone but not Chu Zihang!
He turned around firmly... and ran outside!
"You can drive away."

Luke shouted from behind, and Caesar raised his right hand and waved.

"I lose, the car is yours!"

Luke muttered as he watched him disappear into the distance.

"But you looked really ugly when you ran away. Why not just call someone to pick you up?"

I didn't expect that Caesar actually had some talent for comedy.

The phone vibrated twice, he took it out and saw Norma's image as a young girl appeared on the screen.

"Lu Mingfei, whom you requested to follow earlier, has successfully entered the top 100 of the game rankings."

"Sure thing, poor guy. I can't say much else, but he's really good at playing games. Let's check his current location."

Norma bowed slightly, and a map navigation appeared, showing that Lu Mingfei was in Wanda Cinema.

"He's just made the list and he's already going to attend the class reunion?"

"Yes sir, he stayed up all night to get the ranking."

"Let me see the surveillance footage inside."

"This is an illegal operation and was not carried out in the course of duty, which may involve criminal liability."

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow, took out his phone, and typed a text message.

Three minutes later, the owner of Wanda Cinema was detected to have changed, and Norma silently turned on the camera.

Most of the time, money is much more useful than words.

(End of this chapter)