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Chapter 411 Nightmare, Farewell, Iceland Conference (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

In the early hours of August 29th, just two days before the start of the Iceland match.

In a villa atop a snow-capped mountain, Xia Pingzhou opened his eyes in bed. A warm fire burned in the stove beside him, driving away the harsh cold of the mountain.

The match clicked, scattering a few sparks.

He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, remained silent for a moment, then turned to look out the window. A light rain was falling, and the snow on the mountain was quietly melting in the rain.

Xia Pingzhou had another nightmare.

Rarely, he suddenly dreamed of the long-haired girl who always wore a black and white school uniform and sat alone in a corner eating cookies.

In his memory, Enma Rin was either sharpening her knife with her eyes downcast or eating boring puffed biscuits and watching boring cartoons, making it impossible to know what she was thinking.

On the night just a few days before her defection, the two sat in an underground bar in Sea Sail City, and she said this: "If only I could kill you."

At first, Xia Pingzhou didn't think there was anything to care about the executioner's words, assuming that it was just her vicious sadistic tendencies acting up again.

What's the point of trying to understand a madman? Trying to understand their worldview will only lead you astray.

But in the past few days, he suddenly remembered that Enma Rin had told him that the souls of those she killed would be imprisoned in her Heavenly Chariot, where they would chatter to her day and night, and she would hear them even if she covered her ears.

Logically speaking, this is indeed the retribution that the executioner deserves, but considering what he said that day, could it be that Enma Rin wanted to kill him and leave his soul in the Tenkyu to accompany her?

Xia Pingzhou looked at the gray-blue sky washed by the rain, and suddenly closed his eyes amidst the crackling sound of the stove fire.

He thought to himself, after all, this ruthless female demon has to face the curses of those strange souls in her knife every day when she opens her eyes, so it's normal for her to feel pain.

When a person is about to die, their words are good. It is precisely because they know that their life is about to end in this year that they subconsciously think about pursuing other things.

So even a hopeless madman like Enma Rin, cursed by fate, would think of possessing a familiar soul after knowing that he was about to die.

She hoped that amidst the weary curses, she could hear a familiar voice saying something different to her, so that at least the voices she heard in her mind wouldn't be just one-sided insults and curses.

Perhaps in Enma Rin's imagination, there is someone who speaks in a detached voice, criticizing her daily life and her little thoughts. That person's voice might make her ignore everything else.

When the day of her death arrives, she will slowly close her eyes to the sound of that person's voice, until her body grows so cold that she loses all feeling, as if she is dying alongside that soul.

That's why she said that to him seemingly casually at the time.

"If only I could kill you..."

Thinking of this, Xia Pingzhou suddenly felt a chill, and goosebumps almost rose on his skin.

This person was truly twisted and morbid from beginning to end, incorrigible. Perhaps killing her beforehand would be a relief for her.

After all, she only had one year left to live, but during that year she had to endure the judgment of those who were already dead, day and night.

Isn't this a form of torture?

After a while, Xia Pingzhou looked away from the rain outside the window, no longer trying to figure out the thoughts of a madman, but got out of bed and put on his indoor shoes.

Amidst the pitter-patter of the rain, he moved forward, turned on the bedroom light, pushed open the door, and went to the living room on the third floor.

The living room was empty, but there was a figure on the rooftop connected to the living room. Xia Pingzhou looked up and glanced at the woman in the red dress who was sitting on the rooftop drinking wine.

"Having a nightmare again?"

Bloodline turned his head, his back to the misty rain, and smiled slightly at him.

"What do you mean by 'having another nightmare'?" Xia Pingzhou picked up his cup, took a sip of water, and asked slowly, "Have I mentioned to you before that I often have nightmares?"

As if she had let something slip, Bloodline covered her mouth with her hand, looked away, and chuckled, "Miss said that you often have nightmares and wake up in the middle of the night, especially during heavy rain... So whenever it rains, no matter how sleepy she is, she will wake up and seal the windows with paper so that you won't be startled awake."

She paused for a moment: "Don't be fooled by her seemingly heartless appearance; she actually cares about you a lot."

“She herself has nightmares every day, how dare she criticize me?” Xia Pingzhou said without thinking. “Besides… I don’t think the young lady’s relationship with you is good enough for her to tell you these things.”

"Of course the young lady wouldn't tell me, but she told the Ripper's sister, and I happened to overhear it."

"Eavesdropping on other people's conversations is not a good habit."

"You traitor have no right to say that." Bloodline walked into the living room against the wind and rain and sat down on the sofa. "So after spending so much time with Ripper's sister, hasn't your opinion of her changed at all?"

"What's there to change?" Xia Pingzhou said expressionlessly. "You're all the same, ruthless female demons who kill without blinking an eye, and your worldviews are all a bit abnormal; the only difference is that you've lived too long and become indifferent to human life, while she's because of her childhood experiences."

“What a hypocrite.” The Bloodline clasped his hands together and smiled. “No wonder he could cut off her head so decisively.”

"Even a second of hesitation is disrespectful to the parents of this body."

"This body?"

"forget it."

"Speaking of which, don't you really want to go and meet the young lady before we go to the Salvation Society's headquarters?" Bloodline said. "If we wait any longer, we might miss our chance."

“I suggest you take better care of yourself, Theresa,” Xia Pingzhou said coolly. “If we fail, you’ll never see 1001 again.”

"Sometimes you really act awkwardly like a child. When it comes to people and things you care about, you can't wait to change the subject, as if you're afraid that others won't know you care about her."

"I'm just a child."

"So you don't deny that you care about her a lot?"

Xia Pingzhou fell silent.

Bloodline suddenly curled the corners of her lips. "In my eyes, you are indeed a child, after all, you're only 19." She shrugged. "But from other people's perspectives, doesn't it seem a bit pretentious for a 19-year-old to say he's a child?"

“In 1001’s eyes, you’re still a child.” Xia Pingzhou poured himself a glass of iced orange juice and said expressionlessly.

"Isn't that great?" Bloodline tilted his head. "You all treat me like an old woman, but he treats me like a child."

"I got goosebumps..." Xia Pingzhou said irritably. "I just came out for a drink of water in the middle of the night because I was thirsty. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep."

“Black Chrysalis,” the Bloodline thought for a moment, “I want to ask him about something. What is he doing now?”

“He…is traveling with a little girl,” Xia Pingzhou replied casually.

“We’re going to war with the Salvation Society in a few days. He’s really got some ideas.” Bloodline tilted his head. “Bringing a young girl with him at this hour, isn’t he afraid she’ll get dragged into the Salvation Society’s affairs?”

"It's because I'm worried that I keep her with me."

"why?"

"Because he felt that the place around him was the safest place in the world," Xia Pingzhou said.

"As expected of our elusive intelligence dealer, Mr. Black Chrysalis, so confident indeed," the Bloodline mocked. "When will we be able to see him?"

"Don't worry, you'll see him in a couple of days."

Has 1001 contacted you?

Xia Pingzhou picked up the puffed biscuits on the table, tore open the packaging, took a bite, and then said indifferently, "So you asked so many unimportant people just to cover up your intentions and make it seem like you weren't being so deliberate in asking about 1001's recent situation."

"You discovered this."

“But that’s normal, since only Black Pupa can contact 1001. It’s right that you’re so concerned about Black Pupa.” Xia Pingzhou said, taking a bite of the biscuit and swallowing it.

"So he's in this city?"

"Yes."

After Xia Pingzhou finished speaking, he slowly walked into the rooftop, turned his head and looked at Reykjavik shrouded in rain. The Pearl Tower was shimmering with light, like a giant colorful glass ball.

At this very moment, in a seafood restaurant that's open until late at night by the harbor in Reykjavik.

The restaurant was brightly lit, standing like a lantern in the rain. The bluish-green light spilled into the restaurant. At this moment, two figures were sitting at the bar. On the table were fragrant mutton soup, a bowl of crab roe pasta, and a plate of dried fish.

"Is it delicious?"

Gu Wenyu rested his chin on his hand, elbow on the table, and asked the girl with the high ponytail next to him curiously.

"Delicious." Su Zimai asked suspiciously while eating crab roe pasta, "Brother, how did you know there was such delicious food here? Did you secretly come to Iceland before?"

“Caesar told me,” Gu Wenyu said. “He’s only been here for two or three days, and he and that stinky shark have already eaten everything in this city. Impressive, right?”

"Oh... so it's that little white-haired kid." Su Zimai suddenly realized.

Gu Wenyu said helplessly, "Could you please not use the same nickname when addressing Caesar and Yuriel? It makes Big Brother seem really weird."

"Please, at first I also thought that the person my brother liked was that little brat who was an expert on strange tales. I was so shocked that my worldview was almost distorted, and I started to question my existence." Su Zimai sighed.

Upon hearing this, Gu Wenyu couldn't help but chuckle.

"No wonder he's called the diaper devil, he has such a vivid imagination," he said.

"By the way, bro, what kind of girl do you like?" Su Zimai suddenly asked.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I just felt a bit sentimental after learning that my older brother likes people from Rainbow Wing," Su Zimai said calmly. "So I wanted to know what type of person you like?"

Gu Wenyu thought for a moment, "I don't have time to think about these things. If I don't rescue my original body, I'm doomed. Don't you understand the concept of crisis?"

“Oh right… I almost forgot you said you were just a twelve-year-old elementary school student.” Su Zimai suddenly remembered something, so she glanced at him smugly, covered her mouth and chuckled, “Elementary school students should study hard and improve every day, I’ll introduce you to someone in the future.”

Gu Wenyu rolled his eyes at her, pursed his lips, and said nothing more. He then turned and stared blankly at the rain outside the shop. In the two days since arriving in Iceland on that plane, he had been taking Su Zimai around Reykjavik, or rather, he was forced to do so by Su Zimai.

Sometimes the two would visit famous local attractions, sometimes try local delicacies, and sometimes take a boat trip to see the sea. The only thing missing was a trip to the snow-capped mountains, but if they encountered Unit-02 on the mountain, it would definitely be quite awkward.

Gu Wenyu found it hard to imagine the scene where, after confessing to his younger sister, two mechs would appear in front of her at the same time.

Rather, he figured Su Zimai would go crazy by then, so he decided against it and told her that the snow mountain was off-limits due to the possibility of avalanches. Su Zimai obediently nodded and said she wouldn't go.

“I’m very happy,” Su Zimai suddenly said, pulling Gu Wenyu back to reality.

He raised an eyebrow, shifted his gaze from the rain outside the window, and looked at Su Zimai's profile.

"what?"

"I'm so happy to be traveling with you," Su Zimai said. "It feels like it's been a long time since I've felt this way since my mother passed away."

“Those are all false memories,” Gu Wenyu said. “In fact, I am not a part of your life at all.”

“Even if the memories are fake, my feelings are real.” Su Zimai lowered her head and pouted.

Gu Wenyu thought for a moment, and then said, "Feelings based on false memories are also false... If it were 1001, he would answer you like this."

"What is 1001? Does he really know me better than I do?" Su Zimai frowned.

Gu Wenyu was silent for a moment, then shrugged. "Whatever."

"How long are we going to stay here?" Su Zimai suddenly asked.

"Two days from now, I will go to Hofs Glacier to meet with my father and the others."

“Then I’m going too,” Su Zimai said resolutely.

“No, you have to stay here.” Gu Wenyu shook his head and said decisively, “After this is all over, I will send a message to your commander and have her come and pick you up.”

"Then why did you bring me here?"

Gu Wenyu frankly said, "I'm worried they won't come to help me; I can't do this by myself. But if they're worried about you, they'll definitely come. Doesn't that sound despicable?"

"Then you're wrong. Even if you didn't take me with you, they would definitely come to Iceland to find you."

"What if?"

"You're seriously underestimating your importance in their eyes."

"Actually, I never considered you as family. I was just cooperating with you, so I didn't expect you to really treat me as family."

Gu Wenyu paused, then lowered his eyes and said, "I've helped you so much, it's not unreasonable for me to start asking for something in return now, is it?"

You don't need to explain so much.

"That's true, then I won't explain next time."

Su Zimai was silent for a moment, then looked into his eyes, "Do you want to hear me scold you?"

"Go ahead and curse me," Gu Wenyu said casually. "Your cursing at me will make me feel better."

"How could I bear to scold you, you idiot?"

Su Zimai suddenly took his hand and pulled him up from the bar. She threw a stack of banknotes on the table and said to the shopkeeper in broken English, "Keep the change," before pulling Gu Wenyu outside.

"Are you out of your mind again? It's raining."

"What's wrong with this little drizzle?"

Su Zimai pulled Gu Wenyu along the long street. Pedestrians wearing raincoats hurried past them. The two walked one after the other in the light rain.

Gu Wenyu didn't bother to say anything. They were all superhumans; getting caught in the rain occasionally wouldn't cause them to catch a cold or anything.

I'd heard that many people in Scandinavia don't use umbrellas when it's drizzling, and seeing this, it's true. But Gu Wenyu didn't have time to pay attention to the people on the street; his gaze was fixed on the back of the girl with the high ponytail.

Holding his hand, she strolled lightly through the rain, occasionally looking up at the sky and then turning her head to look at the distant sea, but never glancing back at him.

If it were anyone else, Gu Wenyu would definitely ask, "You dragged me out for a walk in the rain, are you crazy?" But this is Su Zimai, his sister, and she always does such nonsensical things.

After a while, Su Zimai suddenly turned around and let go of Gu Wenyu's hand.

Through the rain, she gazed silently into his eyes.

The two stood silently facing each other on the deserted street, as the rain grew heavier.

"Brother, come back safely." Su Zimai suddenly hugged Gu Wenyu and whispered in his ear.

With her eyes downcast, she murmured, "Please don't make me sad a second time..."

In the Rainbow Wing's private conference room at the base of the Empire State Building in New York City, USA.

At this very moment, the six members of Rainbow Wing are gathered here, sitting in various corners around a round table.

As always, Fan Dongqing, the "Voyage of the Azure Sea," was dressed in white with long black hair, while Ke Qingzheng, the "Wandering Whistle," had a neat short haircut and wore frameless glasses.

Princess Alexandra has her hair styled in a silver bun and wears sapphire earrings, while the "armed girl" Tsukumo has pink twin tails, wears a military uniform, and a military cap.
Esther, the "Gothic Doll," wore a black gothic dress, had black hair and red eyes, and her pupils shone with an eerie light in the dim light. Garfield, the "Overloader," had blue hair and wore a black sweater.

However, Uriel, the "Ice Girl," was not present, as she had already traveled to the capital of Iceland.

At this moment, at the very end of the conference room, Rainbow Wing's commander, "Chen Qian," was sitting on the conference table, looking down at the tablet computer in her hand.

“That’s how it is,” Chen Qian said. “Although the source of the intelligence is not very credible and the identity of the black chrysalis is unknown… even so, this is the only clue we have, and we have no right or reason to let this opportunity slip by.”

Garfield thought for a moment, then asked, "Did he approach Yuriel because Yuriel and Gu Qiye are quite familiar with each other?"

“That’s right, that’s most likely the reason.” Chen Qian nodded as she looked at the documents.

“What else could it be?” Alexandra smiled, resting her chin on her hand, her earring swaying slightly. “Our Ice Maiden is completely captivated by Blue Arc.”

"I'm more curious why that black pupa is still alive." Fan Dongqing crossed his arms and yawned.

"A while ago they were saying that the dark, shadowy thing was dead," said Gunpla Girl Jiujiu. "You people are so blind."

As she spoke, she glanced around disdainfully, her gaze lingering on the faces of Fan Dongqing, Ke Qingzheng, and Garfield for a second each, as if wanting to see their expressions of being choked.

But all three of them looked calm and collected, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

At that time, Tsukumo and Alexandra were trapped by the Black Chrysalis in an independent space created by Urushihara Ruri's supernatural ability, while Esther remained in Osaka to protect the city and prevent a sudden attack by the Light-Eating Bees.

Therefore, the three of them were unable to witness the situation on the front lines of the battlefield.

Afterwards, Fan Dongqing, Ke Qingzheng, and Garfield, three Rainbow Wing members who were on the front lines, reported that Black Chrysalis had died in the explosion, which was caused by the self-destruction of the Mechanical Buddha. The Puppet Father, Oda Hideaki, and Karina had all died at the hands of the enemy, and Urushihara Ruri's whereabouts were unknown.

Fan Dongqing shrugged and turned to the pink-haired girl, saying, "Aren't you annoying, pink-haired girl? How are we supposed to know he faked his death? But he acted just like it was real."

Ke Qingzheng adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "He even deceived his own people, so it's normal for him to deceive us as well."

"Alright, my judgment was wrong." Only Garfield admitted his mistake. "A person who can take down the queen bee certainly couldn't have died so easily."

Ninety-Nine snorted coldly, "Is that so?"

At this moment, Esther, the gothic doll who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, turned her crimson eyes to look at the commander, and asked her in a low voice:

"Little thing, don't you think this is a trap?"

Chen Qian shook her head and replied, "Even if this is a bait deliberately thrown out by the other party, we must take the bait because there are no other clues left, understand?"

“Although I don’t approve of your actions, you are the commander, and I can’t say anything,” Esther said, covering her mouth as she yawned. “Where is the location?”

"Iceland."

After Chen Qian finished speaking, a map suddenly appeared on the projection screen in the conference room, showing the landmarks of the Hofs Glacier and an overview of the entire landscape.

Fan Dongqing leaned the back of his head against the chair and turned to look at the map coordinates on the projection screen. "Iceland, huh? It's been a long time since I've been there. I remember the seafood there was pretty good."

"By the way, the Yuriel people are already in Iceland," Chen Qian said.

"Isn't it dangerous for Bai Mao to go alone?" Fan Dongqing raised an eyebrow.

Alexandra teased, "Maybe he's in a hurry to see his runaway lover?"

Garfield said coldly, "White Hair didn't go to Hofs Glacier alone, she went to Reykjavik. That's her hometown, and she often goes back there after work, so there's nothing strange about it."

Ke Qingzheng adjusted his glasses and said expressionlessly, "She is still under observation, so she can't participate in the combat meeting like us... But when the fighting really starts, we will still need her combat power."

"That's how it is, as Ke Qingzheng said, so... let's start preparing. We need to set off today and arrive in Iceland before the 30th. After we arrive, we'll give you two days to rest."

After speaking, Chen Qian put away the documents and looked up at the six people on the table.

“The missions lately have been one after another,” Garfield said, pulling at the collar of his black sweater to cover his mouth, his expression somewhat numb. “I’ve only had a few days of rest, and if this keeps up, I’ll become the next Father of Puppetry.”

"We're the same, so what are you complaining about?" Ninety-Nine said, giving him a vicious flick on the head.

"Let's go... to Iceland. I can't wait to see that traitor again."

After saying that, Fan Dongqing was the first to get up from his chair, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the elevator without looking back.

(End of this chapter)