Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 221 Minamikawa Keiko's Turmoil

Inside the underground laboratory of the University of Tokyo.

Fang Zuo was shocked when he saw Zhou Yuanyan’s face turned ashen.

Looking at him, it seems like he hasn't had any rest since returning from the cruise.

All other instruments in the laboratory were moved to other alloy rooms, and this separate room was dedicated to analyzing the blood of the daughter of the First God.

A drop of blood seemed to be boiling, constantly tumbling and floating in the glass container.

Various rays of light continuously emitted from the instrument scanned the drop of blood.

"It's failed many times, and we're still analyzing it." Zhou Yuanyan said, "Current technology can't keep up with the blood of higher-level creatures. Decoding the gene lock requires ordering more chips and calculations. This way, the analysis and calculations can be completed before it can protect itself."

As soon as he finished speaking, his blood suddenly fluctuated strangely.

With a 'bang', the glassware shattered.

"Failed again." Zhou Yuanyan sighed.

Fang Zuo stretched out his hand and caught the drop of blood.

Divine thought exploration.

There is a strong incense power in the blood, and there are also some complex and obscure rune patterns in the blood.

Does not belong to any text.

What are these runic patterns?
Fang Zuo concentrated his mind and wanted to investigate carefully, but as soon as his mind touched the rune, the drop of blood immediately decomposed and turned into a wisp of blood and dissipated.

The so-called gods and holy spirits that were killed in the past were all spirits mixed with the power of incense.

They also gave up their physical bodies and relied on the power of incense to become higher-level beings.

This was Fang Zuo's first contact with this kind of flesh and blood.

But why are there those obscure runes in this blood? Did they exist innately, or were they drawn and sealed by the First God later on?

If it is the latter, then the realm of these beginner gods is somewhat terrifying.

Fang Zuo thought he couldn't do it.

Transformation and creation are inherently much more difficult than destruction.

"Isn't it a little hard to understand?" Zhou Yuanyan said, "Finally, I've seen some other religious systems, something at a higher level. It's hard to say what these runes are for."

"Is it to protect the gene chain, assist evolution, or increase lifespan?"

"Except for particle objects like souls and incense, which are somewhat difficult to analyze with current technology, I have analyzed and calculated the genes of almost all existing super-powered creatures."

"I've got the Demon Tribe, the Western Birdmen, the Southeast Asian Voodoo, and even a vampire. Without exception, they're all products of evolution."

"In other words?" Fang Zuo frowned.

"In other words, according to current technology, these are all carbon-based organisms, simply following different paths of evolution," Zhou Yuanyan said. "And, without exception, they all have genetic locks, just like you and I."

"Is there such a thing? Why didn't I feel it?" Fang Zuo was stunned.

My own body is so familiar to me, how could there be such a thing?

"When you were building your foundation and entering the Golden Core stage, your genetic lock was already shattered. As for your current realm," Zhou Yuanyan said unhappily, "To be frank, you've long surpassed the level of carbon-based life forms and entered the world of particles. In other words, you're no longer human."

"You are not a human being, and your whole family is not a human being." Fang Zuo cursed

"It's no use scolding me, this is the truth." Zhou Yuanyan said enviously, "I really thought you weren't at the level of a human. What a pity."

"So you must get this daughter of the First God." Fang Zuo looked at the pile of utensils and instruments in the corner of the laboratory.

It seems that I have failed many times.

"Alas," Zhou Yuanyan sighed and continued, "If the genetic analysis of the daughter of the First God is completed, we will be able to know many ancient secrets. At least we can know whether these gods are human or not."

"In other words, are they carbon-based people, or are they from Earth?"

"Where is she now?" Fang Zuo looked around.

"Follow me." Zhou Yuanyan led Fang Zuo deeper into the laboratory.

Outside a one-way glass window, Fang Zuo and Zhou Yuanyan looked through the glass at an empty living room.

The walls of the room are covered with various metal shielding instruments.

The room is fully equipped with electrical appliances and living facilities.

"She stayed in the bedroom and didn't leave the room." Zhou Yuanyan said.

As he was speaking, the bedroom door opened and Fatia came out. After glancing towards the window, she sat on the sofa.

Her long white hair had darkened slightly, and she was wearing a pink tank top and jeans, a typical American look.

What surprised Fang Zuo the most was that his height suddenly grew to nearly 1 meters, with long arms and legs, but his figure did not change much.

You have to know that when I first saw her on the cruise ship, she was only 1 meters tall and petite, but now she has grown 5 centimeters taller.

She looks more like an eight-foot-tall girl.

"What's going on? He grew so much taller overnight?" Fang Zuo asked Zhou Yuanyan.

"So far, I've only noticed her hair color and height changing constantly, sometimes taller, sometimes shorter," Zhou Yuanyan said. "It seems like something's out of her control. I asked her, and she seemed to have lost her memory and couldn't remember anything."

"For now, we can only place her in a room with various frequency blockers. There must be many forces looking for her."

After Fatia walked out of the room, she was lying on the sofa bored, and curiously opened the bag of snacks prepared in the room.

After trying them all, I ate the potato chips and various snacks in the room, and kept watching the TV series I was interested in on my iPad.

From this perspective, she looks no different from any other girl of her age.

"Perhaps, from self-evolution to religious evolution, and then to technological evolution, we can find some clues from this person." Zhou Yuanyan said: "Although the genetic lock has not been deciphered yet, I always feel that this person's age and lifespan are far beyond our reach."

"I'm leaving first. Let me know if you have any results. Leave some blood for me next time." Fang Zuo glanced at the girl and left the laboratory.

Fang Zuo strolled in the University of Tokyo and slowly walked towards the school gate.

The drop of blood just now also gave him some clues.

Perhaps these primordial gods were not as simple as he imagined.

Looking at the incense he had plundered and accumulated over the past few days, he was able to pass through the incense barrier and stay in the Shinto kingdom for a while longer.

What realm is the first god of the Japanese Divine Kingdom at?
What level of existence is it?

Fang Zuo was thinking.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." Suddenly a charming call stopped Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo looked back and saw Nanchuan Jingzi jogging towards him.

Jingzi Minamikawa was running in her little leather shoes, her little face full of joy. She didn't expect to meet him here again.

By the time he ran to Fang Zuo, he was already out of breath, his chest heaving violently, and he could not even speak complete words.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Zuo was stunned and looked up and down at Nanchuan Jingzi.

In the past, she was always seen wearing a host's dress or office lady uniform.

They all have various exquisite, beautiful or dignified makeup.

But today he is dressed like a student from the University of Tokyo.

A white shirt, a dark blue uniform jacket, a dark blue student skirt and black leather shoes.

The socks are also dark blue, the same color as the uniform.

"Does it look good?" Nanchuan Jingzi keenly caught the surprise in Fang Zuo's eyes, smiled triumphantly, and turned around.

The skirt fluttered, revealing a pair of slender, white and smooth legs.

The whole person looks much younger and youthful.

"Not bad." Fang Zuo nodded.

"I'm filming here, and I'm a female college student in the play." Keiko Minamikawa said with a smile.

"Good luck then." Fang Zuo said with a smile, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Nanchuan Jingzi looked at Fang Zuo who had turned and left, watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance.

He didn't care about the students who were looking at him, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.

If I miss this encounter, I don’t know when the next one will be.

Sometimes, two people may never meet each other in their lifetime even if they live in the same small town.

Not to mention a city as big as Tokyo.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." Nanchuan Jingzi caught up and stopped in front of Fang Zuo: "Did you receive the message I sent you?"

When Minamikawa Jingzi asked this question, she hoped to get a negative answer from Fang Zuo.

For example, she had told herself that she hadn't seen it when she repeatedly checked the message to see if there was a reply.

Maybe the man was busy and didn't see the message, or he just didn't have the habit of doing so.

But it's just my own imagination after all.

"I got it. I read it." The man admitted it completely.

"Then why didn't you reply to my message? You just wanted to have dinner with me and let me thank Fang Zuojun for all his help." Nanchuan Jingzi asked desperately, "Do I really make Fang Zuojun dislike me so much?"

"Not really." Fang Zuo shook his head.

Minamikawa Keiko felt a little better: "Then why?"

"No reason." Fang Zuo didn't intend to explain. He walked around Nanchuan Jingzi and prepared to leave again.

Suddenly, his arm went limp and was grabbed.

Nanchuan Jingzi's face turned red and she hugged Fang Zuo's arms tightly with both hands.

A pair of soft breasts can be clearly felt through the thin bra in the white shirt.

Fang Zuo turned his head and frowned.

"If you don't explain clearly, I don't want you to leave." Nanchuan Jingzi said seriously: "Mr. Fang Zuo, I don't believe you don't understand what I mean. I... I like you."

The little face was extremely serious.

"I'm an adult, even an older woman. I know what I'm doing." Minamikawa Keiko glanced at the frowning Fang Zuo, mustered up her courage, and bravely looked him in the eye. "I also know I'm beautiful. There are too many men in Japan who want to have me. Maybe you think I'm bragging, but it's also true."

"I know even more that you are the only one in my heart. I sent you many text messages, but you didn't reply to any of them."

"Every night, I was confused, cried, and even felt inferior. Am I really that ugly? Am I really that annoying?"

"Is it so difficult to have a meal with me and get in touch with me?" Minamikawa Jingzi said with some grievance, her big eyes were watery and her eye sockets were slightly red.

"Ms. Jingzi, I think you misunderstood. I am not an ordinary person." Fang Zuo slowly pulled out his arm.

"I know!" Nanchuan Jingzi didn't continue to hold Fang Zuo, and nodded: "After going through all these things, I certainly know that Fang Zuo-jun is not an ordinary person, but what does it matter?"

"No, you don't know." Fang Zuo said, "I'm not an 'ordinary' person."

"Is there a difference?" Nanchuan Jingzi was suddenly stunned after saying this: "Fang Zuojun, are you saying that you are not human?"

"What? Are you scared?" Fang Zuo suddenly smiled lightly, took a step forward, slowly moved his face closer to Nanchuan Jingzi, then stretched out his hand and stroked Nanchuan Jingzi's delicate face with the back of his hand.

The sudden skin contact made Minamikawa Keiko tremble all over, her little face turned red instantly, her mind went blank, and she couldn't think of how to answer.

She thought about how she had fantasized about this man's hands caressing and kneading her during those nights and days when she first met Fang Zuo.

Then I freed myself again and again in these fantasies.

Although she now understood that it was because she had been contaminated by the witchcraft of that evil god, the feeling was so profound that she could never forget it.

Fang Zuo's hand turned over, the back of Mosuo's hand became a palm, and then he touched Nanchuan Jingzi's face, earlobes, and neck.

The rough lines on the man's palm touched Minamikawa Jingzi's delicate and smooth skin, giving her a deeper touch. She suddenly returned to those unforgettable days. Her body trembled and she vomited a little in a short moment.

In an instant, her legs went soft, tears welled up in her eyes, and she grasped Fang Zuo's arms tightly with both hands before she could stand firmly.

"What if I really am not a human?" Fang Zuo said lightly.

This sentence did not contain any emotion, but the combination of words made Minamikawa Keiko, who was full of lust, wake up instantly.

It was like being poured with a basin of cold water from top to bottom.

Is it true that the man in front of me is not a human being?
After being exposed to the news for so many years, she knows that there are many terrifying things in this world.

Some of the supernatural things she encountered recently made her feel even more frightened.

"Look, your so-called love is just love, it's fragile." Fang Zuo patted Nanchuan Jingzi's face with his big hand and said, "So, forget about this kind of love, otherwise you will be the one who gets hurt."

"Go back, find an ordinary man to date, marry, and have children." Fang Zuo turned and left, waving his hand: "I can't give you what you want. Forgetting me is your best choice."

Looking at Fang Zuo's slowly receding back, Nanchuan Jingzi suddenly felt a little distraught, as if she had lost something very important.

Have you forgotten him?

Is it really possible?
Although the man has not replied to messages these days, having his mobile phone number is Minamikawa Jingzi's greatest wish.

Now when I suddenly think of forgetting him, the whole world, the sunshine, the air, the cosmetics, the clothes, all seem dull.

"Ms. Minamikawa Keiko, you're here! The director's been looking for you! Filming's about to start." A female assistant came over anxiously. Seeing Minamikawa Keiko standing there motionless, she patted her shoulder in surprise. "Ms. Minamikawa Keiko? Are you okay?"

"Ms. Minamikawa Keiko?" The female assistant patted her several times before Minamikawa Keiko came back to her senses.

"Tell the director that I'm not feeling well. My role ends here today." Minamikawa Jingzi ignored the confused female assistant and hurriedly ran out following Fang Zuo's route.

After running to the school gate, I kept looking around, but there was no trace of the man at all.

Jingzi Minamikawa took out her cell phone and dialed Fang Zuo's number, but no one answered.

I called again, but the call was still disconnected until I hung up.

Keiko Minamikawa stood blankly at the gate of Tokyo University, thought it over again and again, and got into a taxi.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu said goodbye to Abe Nojaku and returned to his office building with the tired-looking Shiraishi Mei.

"Please gather all the international news about our Prime Minister for me, from all over the world," Shiraishi Nagimitsu instructed his assistant. "Also, I'm going to visit several voting hotspots over the next few days. The route will be the same as before, and the campaign and advertising will remain the same."

"Hi!" the entire team of assistants shouted in unison.

After Shiraishi Nagimitsu finished giving his instructions and was about to enter his office, he heard a shout from the distant corridor.

"Nagiri!!!"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and saw Minamikawa Keiko, dressed in a college student uniform, jogging towards him.

"Why are you dressed like a girl next door today? You don't look like an advertising queen at all. Keiko, are you filming a TV series?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu teased Minamikawa Keiko as she ran over in a hurry.

But Minamikawa Keiko did not respond as usual, but just stood in front of Shiraishi Nagimitsu, panting and motionless.

He remained silent, with a gloomy look on his face.

Seeing that her eyes were slightly red and there were faint traces of tears in her eyes and on her face, Shiraishi Nagimitsu knew what had happened and hurriedly pulled Minamikawa Keiko to his office.

He glared at Mei Shiraishi, who was leaning forward with her ears perked up, ready to eat the melon, and kicked her out of the office.

Ignoring Mei Shiraishi's protesting expression, he closed the office door.

"What's wrong? Keiko." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said.

"What if the person you like is not a human?" Minamikawa Jingzi looked sad and raised her little head which had been lowered.

Ask Shiraishi Nagimitsu directly about the problems you encountered.

"Not a human? What does not a human mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't react for a moment.

"It's just not human. If the person you love can't marry you, have children with you, or grow old together," Minamikawa Keiko continued, "he can't even do many things that couples can do. What would you do?"

"That's a difficult question, Keiko. It depends on how much you like him." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head. "I can't answer you. Everyone has different needs and contributions. There's no standard answer."

"I can only tell you that, for me, everyone will die. What's most important is having it, not having it forever."

"Perhaps every moment of first meeting wasn't about love, or even liking, but I'm sure and I've experienced that feelings can grow." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said slowly, "My man, I'm willing to give everything for him."

"Maybe it sounds a bit hypocritical, but if these things you are thinking about happened to me, I wouldn't care at all."

"I can leave behind my ambition, my family, even my life, as long as he takes me with him."

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Ginza Six in Ginza, Tokyo
Xiaowu stared at the white couple warily.

The eyes circulate qi and blood.

During the Qigong exercise, the couple's bodies were shining with golden light and deathly aura.

Ever since his master asked him to protect Reina Morisawa, he has been very satisfied with this job.

The salary was high enough and the time was free, giving him more time to comprehend martial arts.

"This is the woman that Master Fang has his eye on. You must protect her well." Zhang Benhe said, "You two brothers don't need to know who Master Fang is, but you must do everything he cares about. No mistakes can be made."

Xiaowu recalled what his master said.

He was always very cautious every time he talked about Master Fang.

Although he still didn't know Master Fang's identity, he understood that the person who could make his master cautious must be the best person in the world.

"Pay attention to that white couple, there's something wrong." Xiaowu said.

The white-haired old man next to him was stunned, nodded, and slowly followed the white couple.

At first, the five of them were not very convinced of the bodyguards hired by the lady.

With five of them, do we need to hire additional bodyguards?

but.

After witnessing the various professional methods of this man named Xiaowu and several "friendly" competitions, they were completely impressed by this Chinese man.

"Excuse me, where is the bathroom?" asked Rena Morisawa.

"Hello, ma'am, please follow me." The salesgirl enthusiastically led Morisawa Rena and Miyagi Mukaiko towards the inner room.

This beautiful and coquettish woman and her long-legged and sexy companion almost wiped out the entire counter's sales for a month.

The salesgirl wished the two of them could stay a little longer, even for five minutes.

Xiaowu frowned and was about to follow.

"I'm sorry, sir. This is the VIP room for female members of our counter. Men are not allowed to enter." A salesgirl stopped Xiaowu.

Xiao Wu nodded, stood at the inner entrance, closed his eyes and listened for any unusual aura.

Reina Morisawa walked into the bathroom, took out her lipstick and slowly touched up her makeup in front of the dressing mirror.

"How is it, are you happy?" Rena Morisawa asked with a smile.

"I'm so happy." Miyagi Xiangzi said from the bottom of her heart.

It turns out that the satisfaction of shopping is so strong.

The moment you see that these things belong to you, it doesn’t matter whether they are useful or not, or whether they look good or not. What matters is that they belong to you.

"Looking at you, it seems like you haven't gone shopping in a long time." Rena Morisawa looked at her face from various angles in front of Keiko with satisfaction.

"Yeah." Miyagi Xiangzi paused, then quickly added, "I'm usually busy with work, and then I got addicted to gambling, so I haven't been shopping in a long time."

"Just change slowly, and you haven't gambled in a long time." Morisawa Reina smiled as she looked at Miyagi Mukako, who was also putting on makeup. "You quit quickly!"

Miyagi Mukako felt guilty and didn't say anything, pretending to be conscientiously putting on makeup.

But I rarely put on makeup in the ancient country of Izumo, and the more I put on, the worse I look.

"Oh, how come your makeup skills have regressed? You were the one who taught me how to do it before." Morisawa Reina walked over, picked up her makeup, held up Miyagi Mukako's face, and carefully and patiently touched up her makeup: "Why, isn't it a requirement for flight attendants to wear makeup?"

"I haven't put on makeup in a long time, so my hands are a little rusty." Miyagi Xiangzi said guiltily.

Seeing this woman approaching her and carefully and meticulously touching up her makeup, Miyagi Xiangzi felt a complex emotion in her heart.

If he wanted to kill her, he would have had plenty of opportunities these days.

Such as now.

With just a slight thought from him, this beautiful and charming woman would turn into a pile of bones, leaving only a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a wave behind Rena Morisawa.

A pistol with a silencer stretched out from the invisible air.

(End of this chapter)