A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 350 Fulfilling the Contract with Fireworks and Farewell
"This is my first time picking someone up at the airport." Lu Mingfei looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Haneda Airport and commented on his first experience picking someone up at the airport: "Is picking someone up at the airport really this easy?"

The sudden appearance of the gray-white dragon last night disrupted all of Kassel's plans, and the situation in Tokyo was clearly so serious that it was almost out of control. There was no time for Kassel and the Secret Service to slowly assemble.

Therefore, the council of elders and the board of directors temporarily changed their decision to gather, each sending their own troops to reunite in Tokyo. As a result, Principal Angers woke up students with outstanding bloodlines and the elite of the executive department in the early morning, and they flew over overnight.

As the vanguard, Caesar and his entourage needed to arrive at the airport early in the morning to pick them up and report on the latest situation.

Fingel misunderstood Lu Mingfei's words and stepped forward to put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulder: "Our S-class, before, we were only the ones being picked up at the airport?"

"I have to remind our S-class airport staff that tourists are afraid to come here now. The airport is practically deserted, making it seem like picking up passengers is so easy."

"If we were to pick up passengers based on the passenger flow of an international airport, the queues would be incredibly long just to get in. Don't underestimate the complexity of the situation."

Perhaps it's just a habit, but in the past, to help Lu Mingfei digest the potion, Fingel would often grab him and explain some common sense to him. Now, even if he's not digesting the potion, Fingel still makes it a habit to explain some common sense to Lu Mingfei.

"囧." Lu Mingfei's expression turned into a bitter gourd: "Someone picked me up at the airport? Maybe in my dreams I'll be all cocky as I walk off the plane and a bunch of pretty girls holding flowers and shouting my name to greet me."

"In reality, how could you not know Senior Finger? When I first received the admission invitation in my freshman year, I went to the train station from the airport by myself, and that's when I met you at the train station."

Caesar still hadn't recovered from last night's blow. He couldn't understand why, after his blood loss, it was so difficult for him to join Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhinv's battle.

Therefore, she only glanced at Lu Mingfei briefly before immersing herself in her own thoughts.

Chen Motong raised her arm, her delicate hand resting on her forehead. If Lu Mingfei continued like this, the psychological suggestions she had given Caesar might no longer be effective, and sooner or later he would be suspected.

Previously, Chen Motong had given Caesar a psychological suggestion, which was to ignore Lu Mingfei's strange remarks as much as possible, so as not to be targeted by the mysterious Lu Mingze.

As everyone had their own ideas, a somewhat handsome middle-aged man passed through customs.

"Ha! Son, you actually came to pick me up with your classmates? I'm so happy! Oh dear, I forgot to bring you some local specialty pig intestines. Let me tell you, there's a braised food shop in Binhai City, their pig intestines are absolutely amazing."

While the group was chatting, the first person to emerge from customs was not Principal Angers and the main group they were waiting for, but Chu Tianjiao!
"Dad?" Chu Zihang was quite surprised. Although, as agreed, after making that call, Chu Zihang had a premonition that Chu Tianjiao would definitely come over.

I never expected that Chu Tianjiao would appear at this time.

Caesar looked thoughtfully at Chu Tianjiao, at the father of his rival. Chu Tianjiao was no longer the pathetic figure he had been on Bello Island.

Chu Tianjiao had shaved off his long beard, and his messy hair, which hadn't been styled for five years, was neatly trimmed. Paired with a custom-made suit, he had successfully transformed from a wild man from the mountains back into a handsome middle-aged man.

As the student council president, and with his background as Caesar of Gattuso, he naturally had access to some of Chu Tianjiao's files.

It was clear that this seemingly talkative middle-aged man was a powerful mixed-race individual with S-class bloodline.

Caesar wondered to himself, "Could it be that because their parents are S-rank, their children are even stronger when using Bloodlust? Otherwise, why is it that both of them use Bloodlust, and there's such a big difference between him and Chu Zihang?"
Because his father, Pompeii, was not an S-rank, he was no match for Yuan Zhinv and Chu Zihang when he went berserk.
Caesar pondered, while Lu Mingfei felt immense pressure. After the incident on Bellow Island, he learned that the Odin puppet that Senior Brother Chu had defeated was actually Senior Brother Chu's father, hidden behind the mask.

Originally, it was unimportant and had nothing to do with Lu Mingfei, but after hearing that Chu Tianjiao was also an S-level, Lu Mingfei's heart started to pound. Every time he saw Chu Tianjiao, he felt guilty.

He was afraid that people would compare Chu Tianjiao with his fake S-level. Two S-levels are not scary, but it would be embarrassing for the weaker one!

I heard that Uncle Chu Tianjiao's Word of Power is the same Time Zero as Principal Angers. How can a loser like him compare to such a powerful figure?

Fingel and Chen Motong both looked at Chu Zihang. They never expected that the cold-faced, murderous Priest would have a taste for pig intestines.

"..." Chu Zihang's cheeks twitched almost imperceptibly. Perhaps it was because the two church members' eyes were too direct, even though he wasn't a spectator, Chu Zihang could interpret the meaning behind their strange gazes: "That's what my dad likes to eat, but that doesn't mean I like to eat it."

All I can say is that after spending a lot of time with friends, Chu Zihang can tell what they want to express just by looking at their eyes.

Only Susie politely stepped forward to help Chu Tianjiao take his suitcase: "Uncle Chu."

"Hey, I'll carry it myself, I'll carry it myself." Chu Tianjiao waved his hand, pulled the suitcase back a distance, looked at Su Qian, then turned to look at Chu Zihang, his face full of satisfaction.

That expression was so obvious that Susie blushed.

"Whoosh~" Fingel looked at Susie with a sly grin and whistled. Lu Mingfei wanted to do the same. This was actually meeting the parents? Damn it, he was so envious.

Susie gave him a look, and before long, Fingel suddenly coughed loudly, startling Lu Mingfei: "Senior brother, are you alright?"

"Cough cough! No, cough." Fingel dared not whistle anymore. When people are down on their luck, they can choke on their own saliva. Fingel dared not tease Susie, the winner who brought misfortune to others, any longer.

"Looks like we're not too late?" As everyone greeted Chu Tianjiao, Angers also leisurely passed through customs, followed by Vice Principal Nicholas and Professor Schneider.

Behind them, customs officials were numerous, including many students from Kassel and elites from the executive department. "Principal," Caesar, though dejected, still remembered his mission and stepped forward to greet them, reporting the latest developments.

Chu Tianjiao was much simpler. When he saw Angers coming over, he simply nodded and turned to explain to Chu Zihang, "Son, I didn't come on the same flight as the principal. We just happened to land one after the other."

"?" Chu Zihang's mind always becomes active when facing Chu Tianjiao. He doesn't seem to have asked this, does he? What is Dad explaining to himself?

Chu Zihang remained silent, so Chu Tianjiao spoke up with relief: "It's like this, after receiving your contact, Dad also wanted to come over as soon as possible."

“But as a man, I have to keep my word. Yesterday, when I saw your mother and your stepfather going out for a candlelight dinner, I specially bought two truckloads of fireworks to show your mother.”

"I promised her that I would show her the most beautiful fireworks after our candlelight dinner. Although I wasn't the one who had the candlelight dinner with her, the fireworks were really beautiful."

"Your mother's smile when she watches the fireworks is even more beautiful."

Chu Zihang detected a hint of despair in Chu Tianjiao's words.

Chu Tianjiao probably felt that he would not be able to return to Binhai alive after fighting Odin himself, so he kept his promise and sent two truckloads of fireworks to Su Xiaoyan before coming to fight Odin.

They both fulfilled their past promise and said goodbye.

Chu Zihang clenched his fists and looked straight into Chu Tianjiao's eyes: "We will win." He was about to finish digesting the Reapers, and he still had his old church partners and his father by his side. Facing Odin, he might not necessarily lose!
Lu Mingfei stared at Chu Tianjiao with a dazed look, as if he were looking at a girl through Chu Tianjiao. Even if he couldn't have a candlelight dinner with her, he would still set off fireworks for her outside.
For some reason, Lu Mingfei felt a strong sense of resonance; he could understand Uncle Chu Tianjiao's thoughts.

Chen Motong shook her head repeatedly, unable to understand Fingel's simple-mindedness; he would kill anyone who dared to take Eva from him.

If Eva were taken out for a candlelight dinner by another man, Fingel would never pitifully set off fireworks outside; instead, he would set that man on fire.

Chen Motong's thinking was more down-to-earth; she thought candlelight dinners had too many rules and regulations and were far less enjoyable and comfortable than roadside food stalls.

Susie had no choice but to force herself to say, "Uncle, you're so romantic," in order to leave a good impression on her beloved's father.

One side is talking about Chu Tianjiao setting off fireworks for his ex-wife and her new man, while the other side is talking about the deep-sea disaster.

Caesar solemnly stated that this was also information left behind by the powerful figure from the Old Church who had transformed into a dragon yesterday, and he hoped that Angers and Cassel would take it seriously.

A deep-sea disaster? Chu Tianjiao was speechless now, and everyone turned to look at him.

Last night, after Fingel predicted the great disaster in Tokyo, the four of them discussed what kind of disaster could cause such a large number of casualties.
The disaster from the deep sea—just from the name, you know it can't be a tsunami. These things are all filmed from the sea surface. After thinking about it for a long time, we still can't come to a consensus.

They could only discuss how to inform others and work together to resist this inexplicable deep-sea disaster.

After much deliberation, I've decided to blame it on the old church. The spiritual dragon has already been pushed onto the church, so adding another deep-sea disaster won't matter. More lice don't itch, more debts don't worry.

They were indeed part of the old church, so they weren't lying.

So Chen Motong implanted the prophecy into Caesar's memory, adding out of thin air a false memory of an old church strongman transforming into a dragon and warning of a disaster in the deep sea.

Caesar was completely unaware that something was amiss and reported it anyway.

Upon hearing this, Angers glanced meaningfully at the four of them, and the four of them exchanged knowing smiles.

“I understand.” Angers’ expression became much more serious. “I will contact all parties as soon as possible to negotiate and advance the prevention efforts in the Gulf of Tonkin.”

"Old friend, could you please go and check if there's anything unusual happening in the waters off Tokyo Bay lately?"

This was said to Nicholas. In the face of such an unknown disaster, knowledgeable alchemists are often more useful than combat personnel in the preliminary investigation.

Nicholas clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "Working right after landing? Let this old man rest for a bit, at least?"

Angers tried to keep a serious face: "Old friend, this is not the time for jokes. If the Old Church is not lying, and something happens in Tokyo, none of us can bear such serious consequences."

"Tch." Nicholas raised his hand and scratched his greasy hair. "Then it would be best to have a female classmate in a bikini accompany me on the investigation, so that I can muster enough energy to deal with the fatigue that has accumulated along the way."

"Vice Principal." Schneider, along with several professors who came out of customs, were all exasperated. What kind of time is this to still be thinking about these things?

Upon seeing his own son, Professor Manstein, Nicholas couldn't bring himself to mention the bikini-clad beauties anymore. He whistled and accepted the task.

(End of this chapter)