A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 352 This child has lost some of his charm compared to when he was young.

"Angers, you scoundrel! If you dare to lie to me, I'll stuff you into a soup pot and make a whole bucket of Angers ramen!" Uesugi Yue muttered, sitting in the passenger seat.

The words were filled with distrust of Angers. There was no way around it; this rogue had too many records of deceiving people, and his credibility with Uesugi Kotsugu was basically negative.

If it weren't for his genuine concern about the royal bloodline of the Snake Clan, as mentioned by Angers, Uesugi Kotsu wouldn't have abandoned the yataisha.

"Hehe." Angers completely ignored Uesugi Kotetsu's vulgar language. To the Time Worm parasitizing Angers, the insults were so weak that they didn't evoke any disgust at all: "We've arrived."

As the brakes were applied, the car came to a steady stop in front of the Peninsula Hotel. The doorman, with his trained steps, stepped forward and opened the door with a seemingly slow but actually quick pace.

Angers took the car key from the doorman without even taking out the car keys, and walked into the hotel with Uesugi Kotetsu. Their dashing demeanor stunned the doorman for a moment.

No wonder they're rich people staying at the Peninsula Hotel; they have to personally bring a chef back to cook for them late at night. They really know how to enjoy life. I wonder which famous chef it is? That was the doorman's inner thought.

Looking at Uesugi Kotsugi in his chef's uniform now, who would believe he was the former yakuza kingpin and the previous movie star?

When the hotel receptionist saw Angers bringing Uesugi Kotsugi back, her eyes lit up, and she was about to come over to preach when she saw Angers waving at her.

Over short distances, the Time Worms can communicate directly through their souls: 'Let's play another day, I have important things to do now.'

The Time Worm parasitizing the hotel receptionist was slightly disgruntled: 'Preaching is the only fun I have during work hours. As a fellow clone, you should understand.'

"I understand, I understand." The Time Worm within Angers said this, yet led Uesugi Etsuya quickly into the elevator, not lingering for a second longer: "Since you enjoy missionary work so much, I'll report to the main body and have you sent on a follow-up missionary mission."

'What?! I'm just having fun, not proselytizing!'

Uesugi had no idea that in just a few seconds, Angers had engaged in a fierce spiritual exchange with the hotel receptionist before being transported to the 22nd floor by Angers.

Kassel, with its deep pockets, booked the entire top five floors of the Peninsula Hotel. Although it wasn't the presidential suite, the room Angers stayed in was still quite luxurious.

Uesugi Etsushi casually found a sofa to sit on and was not intimidated by the hotel's decor. When he was young, he could stay in the Imperial Palace whenever he wanted, so why would he care about some nonsensical luxury hotel?

"Can you tell me now?" Uesugi Yue took off the black towel from his head and spun it rapidly in his hand, making a loud, whistling sound that resembled spinning a meteor hammer rather than a towel.

If Angers' next words fail to satisfy Uesugi Koshi, he might just throw a towel at him.

"The meeting is about to start." Angers didn't waste any words and pointed to the two computers that had been prepared in the hotel room: "My computer has a webcam."

“Your computer doesn’t have a camera, but Norma has given you temporary access, so you can go in and take a look. Once the meeting starts, you can see what you want to see, but be careful not to talk.”

"!" Uesugi couldn't sit still any longer. He loosened his grip with his right hand, then grabbed the rapidly spinning towel in mid-air, striking his hand with a loud airburst.

Uesugi Kotsugu walked to another computer and sat down. Sure enough, he saw a web conference room where representatives from various factions were basically all present.

Angers, worried that Uesugi Etsushi, who had been in seclusion for too long, might not recognize them, introduced them one by one: "You definitely know the Secret Service elders, you should recognize the head of the Pompeii family of the Gattuso family, and this is Elizabeth of the Laurent family."

"besides……"

Uesugi shoved Angers impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense. What do I need them for? Hurry up and turn on the camera. Aren't they waiting for you?"

“No, not at all.” Angers took the opportunity to turn around, and when his back was to Uesugi Kotsushi, he pinched his right eye socket again: “You think too highly of me this time.”

"They are all waiting, waiting for the next patriarch of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, Genjiro."

After speaking, Angers sat down, turned on his camera, and joined the online meeting. Representatives from various factions greeted Angers, and he politely responded to each of them.

Uesugi Kotsugu, who was about to ask further questions, immediately shut up. Genjiro, is that his child's name? The latest patriarch of the family is a Genji boy?
That's impossible. If he were truly of royal blood, he would surely bear the surname Uesugi, right? Or was he adopted into the Minamoto clan?
Uesugi felt as if 25 cats had been forcibly stuffed into his body, scratching at his heart. He would look at the screen for a while, then at Angers for a while, just like a large, restless humanoid cat.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhisheng joined the online meeting on time, and the meeting window unfolded on the screen like frames of a faded photo album.

When the young man appeared at the middle window of the third row, Uesugi Koshi's awkward sitting posture suddenly froze.

His arms and legs remained motionless, as if afraid that the slightest movement would alert the young man on the other side of the internet. Uesugi Kotsushi's limbs were as if they were strapped to the chair, with only his neck extended forward, his eyes pressing closer to the screen as if trying to get a closer look.

It's so similar, so incredibly similar. That delicate, feminine face reminds Uesugi Kotsushi of his younger self sixty years ago—equally handsome, equally feminine.

However, Uesugi Koshi frowned slightly at the sight of this child, noting that the child's appearance lacked the allure he had possessed in his youth.

Perhaps the child's expression is too serious? If the child were to smile, he might be as charming as he was in his youth.

Uesugi Kotsuki subconsciously defended Genjiro, completely unaware that Genjiro had not inherited his charm at all; that charm was in his younger brother, Genjiro.

No genetic testing was needed; just looking at each other through a screen, a tremendous sense of blood connection surged forth from Uesugi Kotsushi's heart.

It's his child, absolutely his child!
The royal blood, which had been dormant for sixty years, began to boil again, and the once frail and old ramen chef now exuded the majesty of a lion king.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the momentum, it's impossible to influence the people in the online meeting through the internet cable.

Genjiro had no idea who Uesugi Kotsugu was, and looked straight at the group of acquaintances from his old Bello Island: "Based on the information provided by Principal Angers, our Snake Clan is conducting an emergency investigation of the waters off Tokyo Bay."

"At 9:00 a.m. today, multiple unmanned underwater vehicles were deployed and set to different diving depths."

"As of three minutes ago, the unmanned underwater vehicle, which was set to reach a depth of 10,000 meters, has switched to the surfacing phase and is now at a depth of 1,000 meters below the sea surface."

"Searching for submersibles that have surfaced and been recovered, the Sheqi Hachike discovered the following photos from a submersible that had dived to a depth of 8000 meters."

After he finished speaking, Genjiro's screen switched to a PowerPoint presentation, showing deep-sea photographs every two seconds.

While the representatives of other factions were watching and listening attentively, Uesugi Kotsugu, in Angers' room, looked displeased. What was the point of watching all this? He might as well let him continue to see his son!
A series of deep-sea images were released, revealing ancient Basilosaurus whales and giant turtles carrying small mountains of sea creatures in the dark depths.

Just by looking at its enormous size, some people might think that it is a deep-sea behemoth that has grown to such a size by chance.

However, when a photo of a Tyrannosaurus Rex with dragon scales on its tentacles was shown, every hybrid present knew that this thing must be a dragon blood subspecies.

No matter how wondrous nature may be, or how accidental the deep sea may be, without the influence of dragon blood, it would be impossible for the Tyrant Crow with its dragon scales and tentacles to be born.

"These are photos taken at a depth of 8500 meters." Yuan Zhisheng still did not appear, and presented a different set of photos.

Beneath the deep sea, a series of silvery fish covered in sharp teeth caused many representatives of various forces to exclaim in surprise. The head of the Sera family could not hold back any longer: "Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper!"

Now no one dared to doubt Angers' intelligence anymore.

When they first heard about the disaster from the deep sea, people either doubted it or at least scoffed at it, thinking that Angers might have been betrayed by the Old Church to say such crazy things.

However, reality slapped them in the face: there might really be a disaster deep beneath the sea!

The hybrids all understood one thing: there must be some secret in this sea area, otherwise how could so many dragon blood subspecies have been bred?

After the PowerPoint presentation ended, Genji reappeared in the window: "According to the stone carvings and murals of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, the bottom of the sea outside Tokyo Bay may very well be the Takamagahara of our mythology."

Uesugi Koshi was overjoyed to see his son again, but the smile on his face lasted less than two seconds before his son's words silenced him.

Takamagahara? Takamagahara, where gods and countless ancestors are buried? That taboo within the Snake-Headed Eight Families—the burial place of gods?

In the online meeting room, the mixed-race members of the Jungle Sect didn't quite understand what Takamagahara was and hoped that Genji would provide an explanation.

Genjiro tried to use language that would be easy for international friends to understand to give a brief description: "Our ancestors of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, and the dragon, are buried in Takamagahara."

"If it is a disaster from the deep sea, then it is very likely related to Takamagahara."

(End of this chapter)