Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 241, Ironclad Side Story: April Fool's Day Special 2.0
P.S.: Was it a lie? If so.

"This person's coordinates were not sent from the space station."

"Oh dear, what's the point of arguing at a time like this? There's a living, breathing person right in front of us, they can't be fake, can they?"

"The heartbeat and pulse are very weak. In March, prepare to perform artificial respiration."

The room has silver-white walls and is surrounded by high-tech equipment.

The gray-haired girl lay in the corner with her eyes closed. She was very tall, nearly 170 cm, and her hair, which was relatively short for a woman, only reached her shoulders.

Standing in front of her were a girl with white hair fading to pink and a young man with dark green to brown hair.

They are discussing whether to perform CPR on the unconscious girl.

Although I don't know why the people on this space station, whose technology is thousands of years ahead of Earth, would use such an outdated treatment as artificial respiration, there must be a reason for it.

"Huh? I...I don't have much experience. Danheng, you do it." The girl named March 7th quickly waved her hand, indicating that she hadn't even managed to breathe properly and couldn't perform CPR.

The young man named Danheng understood March 7's personality very well, and without hesitation, he nodded knowingly and prepared to bend down to perform artificial respiration.

"Wait!" A voice suddenly came from behind them.

The two turned around and saw a black-haired man in a space station crew uniform who had appeared out of nowhere.

"Let go of that girl, let me handle this!" the man said firmly.

Upon seeing the man's uniform, March 7th straightened up from her bent-over position with almost no wariness: "Great, he's a space station employee."

She gestured to the unconscious girl on the ground: "This person is from your space station, right? The antimatter legion is running rampant around the space station like mad dogs right now. It's too dangerous for her to lie here."

The man stepped forward, his tone gentle as he placed one hand on his chest: "Please excuse my humble appearance. My name is Serres, and I am a researcher on this space station."

Then, he pointed to the unconscious girl on the ground: "This is my daughter, Xing. Children are always sleepy, I'll wake her up now."

"Your daughter?" March 7th stepped aside, puzzled, while scrutinizing the two of them.

They don't look alike at all, not even their hair color.

She didn't question why such a young man would have a daughter who was 1.7 meters tall, after all, there were quite a few immortal beings in this universe.

Not far away, Dan Heng had already retreated to the side, but he crossed his arms over his chest and held his "Jiyun" spear, which he never parted with, in his right hand, remaining on guard at all times.

Although he also thought that the staff on the space station probably wouldn't have any problems, Little March was really a bit dim-witted, so the task of keeping watch was left to the all-powerful Teacher Danheng.

He appeared far away, but Serres was actually always within his attack range. The moment he posed a threat to either of them, Danheng could immediately unleash his ever-present Strike Cloud, pinning Serres to the wall.

Serres stepped forward with a smile, ignoring March 7's doubts and Danheng's wariness.

“Men and women shouldn’t touch each other, and it would be inconvenient to do things like artificial respiration, even if she’s my daughter.” Serres rubbed his hands together quickly. “Besides, she’s not unconscious, she’s just out of power and needs to be recharged.”

After saying that, he separated his hands, and both hands were wrapped with leaping lightning.

Between their opposing palms, several leaping arcs of electricity connected.

“Charging? Wait…wait a minute. You’re going to use this to charge your daughter?” March 7th stretched out a hand, trying to stop him.

Serres turned around: "Of course not."

March 7th finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good... Waaaaah, what are you doing?!"

Serres raised his hands high above his head, and the lightning bolts in his hands struck straight at the ceiling above him.

He roared, "Thunder God, help me!"

Suddenly, a thundercloud appeared on the ceiling, with rumbling thunder rumbling within it and bolts of lightning flashing within it.

Roar.

A faint, almost imperceptible dragon roar echoed from within the thunderclouds, where a faint, ethereal dragon-shaped shadow, formed from lightning, could be seen.

Behind him, Danheng gripped Jiyun's hand even tighter.

Thunderclouds gathered above Xing's head, coalescing into a long spear gleaming with golden light, upon which illusory golden dragons coiled, their gaze fixed on the girl below.

Serres's feet were slightly off the ground, with his toes hanging down naturally and his toes a few centimeters from the ground.

He exerted force in his hand, as if preparing to swing downwards. At the same time, Xing was awakened by a series of crackling sounds.

"Wait! She's awake!" Seeing that it was too late to stop her, March 7 instinctively kicked Serres in the waist, sending him flying.

At the same time, the lightning spear fell, but because the caster was off balance, it deviated from its original trajectory and pierced the ground next to Xing.

The ground, made of some unknown material, was pierced through, leaving a small hole a few centimeters in diameter.

As you can see, the floor, which is more than ten centimeters thick, was directly penetrated. Its hardness, which could withstand the impact of a meteorite, was as fragile as paper in front of the lightning spear.

"You're definitely not her father! What kind of father wakes his daughter up like that!" March 7th stood between Star and Serres, summoning a longbow and aiming an arrow at Serres.

"Why did you hit my dad!" The questioning voice suddenly came from behind March 7th.

On March 7th, when she turned around, she saw that Xing had already stood up and was glaring at her angrily.

“But…he…” March 7th wanted to say something, but subconsciously glanced at Serres.

"Oh dear!" she exclaimed again.

Seeing Serres leaning against the wall with his head down, the wall behind him had huge spiderweb-shaped cracks, as if it had been bombarded by the plasma cannons of the antimatter legion.

"Cough cough." Blood flowed down his forehead, and Serres coughed up a mouthful of blood, barely breathing. Only then did he notice that his chest had been pierced through at some point, leaving a bloody hole through which he could see the wall behind him.

"It wasn't me..." March 7th turned around, wanting to explain that she didn't have that much strength.

And she was clearly kicking his kidneys...

But then they discovered that the star behind them had disappeared.

Turning back again, I saw that Xing had somehow arrived beside Serres.

When did she go there?

Star General Serres was pulled out from inside the wall, held in his arms, and let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"father!"

Serres raised his dying hand and stroked Xing's cheek.

March 7th was so anxious he was running around in circles.

What's going on!
"I really want to see you when you grow up..."

She's old enough already...

He's 1.7 meters tall...

Although she was anxious, March 7th couldn't help but complain to herself.

Serres continued haltingly, "I already said... this is a father's duty within his power..."

Obligation? To kill her?
Serres began giving his last words: "Star, you can't be picky about food anymore... You have to rummage through the trash every day... Grow up strong and healthy..." What on earth does being picky about food have to do with trash cans...?

"You should save your money carefully... and don't drink alcohol until you're a million years old... and then there's the trash can... you'll get interested in trash cans sooner or later... remember to find a trash can as excellent as Tatarov..."

A million years old? Are you some kind of extraterrestrial gods?
So why bother with trash cans at all?
And who is Tatarov?
"And also, you must remember..."

“Dad, why is your last words so long?” Xing interrupted Serris’s incessant chatter. “Hurry up and explain your estate.”

"...?"

"Are you looking forward to my death?" Serres and Star looked at each other in bewilderment.

“But the atmosphere has already reached this point,” Xing replied, her eyes filled with tears.

“That’s true…cough…cough cough…” Serres coughed twice more, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Every time Serres coughed, Xing's lips would curl up for a fleeting moment, only to immediately revert to her original sad expression before the coughing stopped.

"Cough cough." Serres coughed twice more, tilted his head, closed his eyes, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

Xing was taken aback for a moment, then shook Serres violently.

"Dad! Dad! Please don't die!"

"Danheng, I'm starting to believe they really are father and daughter now," March 7th said to Danheng, turning her head with a look of deep remorse.

Dan Heng remained silent.

It was all her fault, although she didn't know how she had managed to do it.

Xing then pulled out a black-covered notebook from under her all-powerful four-dimensional skirt.

"Dad! Hurry up and write the will! Say that all your inheritance belongs to me! Also write down the locations of all the treasures you've hidden. Use your last bit of strength to write it quickly!"

"Danheng, I'm pretty sure they're father and daughter now," March 7 said to Danheng blankly. "This abstract technique must be their family's tradition; no one else can learn it."

Dan Heng remained silent.

Serres suddenly had a moment of lucidity and opened his eyes: "Just for the inheritance... Hagi... you bastard."

You must be very disappointed.

On March 7th, he looked at the stars with disappointment.

“Star…I acknowledge you…Now…you are a qualified lone wolf…”

What are you endorsing now?

"Family...love...friendship...these are all your bargaining chips..."

"This is...the final...lesson..."

What did you teach in your last lesson? What kind of child do you want to raise?

"Thank you for your approval, Dad. I will definitely use your corpse to extort a large sum of money!"

I'm still here!

"That's right, that's exactly how it should be..."

As he spoke, Serres pulled a box from the hole in his chest.

Wait, where did you take that out from?
"Star, this is... the world destruction button..."

Why do you have something so dangerous?!
"This safe is made from the foundation stone of the Amber King, and even the Commander cannot destroy it..."

That's good, that's good.

"So you absolutely must not find the hidden compartment under the third pattern on the side. Enter the unlock code 114514..."

What on earth are you talking about!

"The button requires a specific frequency of pressing to activate..."

Please stop talking...

"So you absolutely must not start it with a frequency of 'light, heavy, heavy, heavy, light, heavy'..."

"I remember, Dad." Xing nodded with tears in her eyes as she found the secret compartment and began entering the password.

On March 7th, he snatched the "world destruction button".

"Don't let children play with such dangerous things!"

March 7th quickly retreated, clutching the "World Destruction Button," as if afraid Xing would snatch it back.

She could tell that this whole family was mentally unstable.

It would be a disaster if this stuff stayed in their hands!
Just then, the box, whose password had just been entered by Xing, suddenly opened.

"Eh?"

A small explosion occurred amidst a dazzling flash of light.

As the smoke from the explosion dissipated, March 7th had changed completely.

Her clothes became brightly colored, and she wore pointed leather shoes.

The box she was holding turned into several red soft balls and fell from her hand to the ground.

Her hair had become an afro, and her face was covered in heavy makeup.

She also wore a red nose.

"What...what is this?" March 7 looked at the window next to her and saw her reflection in the glass.

“You…” she glared angrily at Serres and Star.

Serres's injuries had healed at some point, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, with Xing also sitting cross-legged beside him.

The two whispered to each other in a voice loud enough for everyone present to hear.

"Ah Xing, Ah Xing, why does she believe everything we say?"

"Yeah, yeah, she's so silly."

Dan Heng, who was not far away, sighed.

Serres' illusion was only for March 7th, so the scene that Danheng saw was completely different from the scene that March 7th saw.

The entrance is guarded by soldiers from the Antimatter Legion. Let the child be a little noisy; it's good for her to relax.

March's acting was a bit too good...

Happy April Fool's Day.

(End of this chapter)