Simultaneous Transmigration: Inheriting the Legacy of Myriad Worlds

Chapter 307 Tokyo Family Story
"Boss, where are we going next?" Xia Mi asked.
"Do it directly?"

Old Tang raised his hand and said timidly, "Can we eat first?"

“I’m hungry too!” Xia Mi chimed in.

Qin Sheng: "..."

My forces are truly filled with fierce generals and outstanding talents.

No wonder the dragons' rule was overthrown; it would be a miracle if there was any future following these dragon kings.

The tyrants have already revealed themselves; Jormungandr is one, and Norton is another.

"Row."

Qin Sheng's deal with the little devil wasn't limited to the blood of the King of the Ocean and Water; Lu Mingze would also provide Qin Sheng with some worldly conveniences.

Lu Mingze also has a team that works all over the world.

At that moment, Qin Sheng made a phone call and heard a clicking sound on the other end.

"Mr. Qin, this is Potato Chips. The boss has already instructed me to take care of all your trivial matters in Japan, ensuring you don't have to worry about anything and feel completely at home!"

Qin Sheng sighed, "That's what you call professional."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Mi leaned over and asked, "Boss, do you have connections here too?"

Qin Sheng nodded.

“Then I want…” Xia Mi made a bunch of wishes with bright eyes.

"Old Tang, did you hear that? Take this seriously."

The street behind the University of Tokyo.

It was already evening when Qin Sheng and his group landed. He ignored Xia Mi's list of various foods as if reciting a menu and brought the Little Dragon Man tour group here.

What good food is available here?

Xia Mi's mind raced as she observed her surroundings.

High-end restaurants? No, not really.

"Boss, you're not planning to take us to eat at the university cafeteria, are you?"

"What are you thinking? Of course not." Qin Sheng shook his head.

"That is not bad."

Old Chu was whispering to Little Chu, recounting his heroic deeds when he was a rising star in the Executive Department, during a mission to Japan.

He fought his way from Akihabara to Hokkaido, striking with deadly precision without even blinking.

Xiao Chu remained expressionless, quietly listening to his father's boasting.

Chu Zihang's facial paralysis did not occur because of Old Chu's death; it had been a tendency since his biological parents divorced, and the Nibelungen affair was the catalyst.

Although things have changed now, there is something called the sorrow of blood among mixed-race people. The three lonely years at Shilan Middle School still turned Chu Zihang into a cold-faced version of Lu Mingfei.

"Uncle Chu, Akihabara is a long way from Hokkaido, hundreds or even thousands of kilometers. You've been cutting for so long, don't your eyes get dry and your legs get sore?"

Xia Mi is wicked; she deliberately sabotages things.

On the street, there is a wooden box cart, which is a mobile shop specially designed for selling ramen from door to door.

The window opens to reveal an awning, under which two wooden stools are placed for guests to sit. The owner is busy inside the car, making it a small but complete facility.

Xia Mi walked faster and was the first to pass the ramen stall. She smiled and asked:

"Master, what do you do?"

The master was stunned. He looked at the dough in his hand, then at Xia Mi, and was speechless for a moment.

Before Xia Mi could leave, Qin Sheng sat down on the wooden stool, which startled Xiaolongnu.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Order whatever you like, don't be shy," Qin Sheng said generously.

Xia Mi clenched her fist. "You and Angers embezzled millions of dollars every year, and the result is that you have team building activities and this is what you eat?"
All they know is to leech off lowly employees like me!

The ramen stall owner was an elderly man with neatly combed white hair, and he was very welcoming to the group.

"These gentlemen look like it's your first time here. What would you like to eat?"

"Master, your specialty is ramen." Xia Mi looked at Qin Sheng and said fiercely:
"Add two braised eggs!"

"okay!"

"Master, when do you close? We still have one person who hasn't arrived yet," Old Tang called out.

"That online friend of yours?" Old Chu asked.

"Of course, when we get to Japan, we should do our best to be good hosts."

"Why would someone come out at this hour? Could they be some kind of delinquent?" Old Chu wondered.

Don't corrupt my Zihang, he's such a good boy.

……

Genji Heavy Industries.

This is the headquarters of the Snake Clan, a skyscraper where all sorts of things, both those that can be shown to the public and those that cannot, take place.

On the most secluded and central floor of this building, there is a room that is heavily sealed, even more secure than a bank vault.

But what's stored here isn't gold or alchemical treasures, but an eighteen-year-old girl.

Erii Uesugi, one of the three inner families of the Eight Families of the Snake Clan, is the head of the Uesugi family.

It seems a bit hasty for an eighteen-year-old girl to become the head of the family, but there's really no other way.

Because she was the only surviving member of the Uesugi family, and she was adopted.

Erii Uesugi is a true super hybrid, possessing the Word of Power with serial number 111—Judgment.

This is a terrifying incantation with the power of instant death; the area it perceives is its domain.

Within its domain, as long as the master of the Word of Power is willing, they can disregard "hardness," "material," and "distance," severing any substance and depriving any life.

This is a killing that affects both the body and the mind simultaneously, and those whose bloodline is lower than that of the one who releases the power of words are basically unable to resist it.

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

Its serial number also reveals the terror of this Word of Power.

Words of power above number 111, such as number 112 Rhine and number 114 Candle Dragon, are world-destroying level words of power that only the Dragon King can master, and Judgment is below the Dragon King.

In theory, judgment should not be something that mixed-race people should be entitled to; it is a cleansing and judgment of human sins from heaven.

Erii Uesugi is a monster who can truly fight pure-blooded dragons with a human body.

However, her power comes at a price. Even as a descendant of the White King who can cross the threshold of bloodline, her bloodline is extremely unstable, and she needs to rely on serum to dilute her dragon blood and maintain her life.

Otherwise, it will go berserk and kill everything; it is the ultimate weapon of the Snake Clan.

The everyday situation of weapons is self-evident.

That night, after various examinations, Erii, who was already asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

These are eyes devoid of emotion, monotonous and desolate.

Wearing only her underwear, she silently got out of bed, slowly put on her shrine maiden outfit, picked up a cardboard box, and tiptoed away.

Inside that cardboard box were some toys, rubber ducks, Ultraman figures, and little monsters, among others.

Without exception, each toy has a label, like the rubber duck: Erii no Duck.

She cherished these toys; when she hugged the cardboard box, it felt like she was hugging the whole world.

Erii stepped out of the vault-like room; with her abilities, very few things could actually stop her.

She was willing to be trapped here because she felt that this was her home.

But now, the main Uesugi family member has run away from home.

I'm going to meet someone I met online!

However, Erii did not realize that, with the S-class entry into Kassel College and the Snake Clan's security being even tighter, her runaway this time was much smoother than before.

It was all Lu Mingze's doing!
Meanwhile, in a host club in Tokyo, a male and female host emerged.

He stood at the doorway, gazing at the dark sky, the gentle smile on his face vanishing, his eyes becoming unfathomable.

Ruri Kazama is Japan's number one male host, the dream lover of countless young girls, working women, and stay-at-home wives.

However, as the top male escort, Kazama Ruri has principles; he sells his art but not his body, only providing emotional value.

At this moment, the king of male hosts, who was known for his godlike healing smile, felt a rare sense of bewilderment. He left the host club and wandered aimlessly through the streets of Tokyo.

If he happens to run into his fans, he will put on a professional fake smile.

Kazama Ruri, whose real name is Genjiro, is an emperor whose strength surpasses that of her brother, Genjiro.

But now, the brothers have become estranged, their swords drawn against each other.

Ramen stall.

"Master, your skills are absolutely amazing!" Old Tang gave a thumbs up.

"Hahaha." Master Yue laughed heartily.

"I've been selling ramen here for decades, and I have a lot of repeat customers."

Xia Mi quickly finished a bowl of ramen and two braised eggs, looking as if she were eating the flesh of some villain.

Old Tang's phone suddenly vibrated. He looked at it and said:
"Our online friends are about to set off. Manager Mi, you've finished eating, go and pick them up."

“That’s exactly what I meant.” Xia Mi left with her head held high.

She didn't want to stay in this house for even a second longer!
"What a vibrant and energetic girl! Watching college students like her chatting with us every day makes me feel younger too," Master Yue said with a smile.

"Hey, Master, listen to me. Don't think you're old. A man is a boy until he dies." Old Chu pulled Master Yue aside and started bragging.

"Also, a lively child isn't necessarily a good thing. I have the most experience when it comes to raising children. This is my son, what do you think?"

"Excellent talent."

"That's not..."

Old Chu and Old Tang are the kind of people who can chat with their dogs for ages.

When Xia Mi brought a woman with cascading red hair, dressed in a shrine maiden's outfit, looking like a shrine maiden who had stepped out of a shrine, to the ramen stall, she saw the three of them with their arms around each other's shoulders, saying things like, "Brother Yue, I wish I had known you sooner," "Meeting Brother Yue is like a fish in water," and "Let's not say anything more, it's all in the wine."

"I'm back!" Xia Mi introduced the girl beside her.

"This is Erii Uesugi. She has a problem with her voice and cannot speak."

Erii is not mute; rather, because of her exceptionally high bloodline, every word she utters is in dragon script, carrying the power of judgment.

To utter a single word is to kill a person.

To avoid causing mass killings, she kept silent, and over time became "mute," communicating through writing.

Old Chu and Little Chu exchanged a glance, a deep seriousness in their eyes, as they sensed the witch's power.

Old Tang was the only one scratching his head. He really didn't know that this netizen was a girl. Erii usually didn't type or speak when playing games.

But he figured that someone who played the game so well and was so addicted must be a boy.

"Boss, I think I might end up in jail. Remember to bail me out," Old Tang said with a mournful face.

Tempting a disabled girl to run away from home late at night feels like a heinous crime deserving of being drowned in a pig cage.

"What does the person Xia Mi received have to do with you?"

Old Tang suddenly realized, "Yes!"
Boss, you've got a brilliant idea!

Erii is pretty, but she lacks vitality and gives off a puppet-like feeling.

She followed closely behind Xia Mi, carefully observing everyone at the ramen stall, and then scribbled notes in her notebook.

"What do you mean? I can't read Japanese." Old Tang was confused.

"This little girl is greeting you," Master Yue explained.

Old Tang instinctively stood up, bent over, and said:
"Kongnijiwa".

Qin Sheng: "..."

Lu Mingfei has appeared.

"Master Yue, two more bowls of your signature hand-pulled noodles, each with two eggs!" Xia Mi said with great enthusiasm.

"Eri, don't be shy, eat whatever you like, I have money."

"Noodles are 800 a bowl, and eggs are 100 each," Qin Sheng quietly reminded them.

"What?! 800?!"

"It's in Japanese yen," Master Yue said helplessly.

At that moment, Erii quietly took out a black card, placed it on the table, and wrote in her notebook:

There's money here.

"how many?"

Unlimited.

Xia Mi clutched her chest, feeling a pang of heartache.

We're all about the same age, so why is there such a big difference in our economic status?

Who stole my life?

Master Yue looked at Erii, who was eating her ramen in small bites, and shook his head.

"You should send the child back as soon as possible. Although you are good people, her family will definitely be worried. It's too late."

Erii, whose little face was slightly red from the steam, immediately picked up her notebook.

'Don't go back now.'

The young lady, who usually eats Michelin three-star takeout, suddenly found the ramen from the roadside stall incredibly delicious, reminiscent of her father's cooking.

Most importantly, it's a lively place, and nobody's afraid of her.

"If something like this happened to your child, what would you do?"

“If my daughter were kidnapped in the middle of the night, I’d turn Tokyo upside down,” Master Yue shrugged.

"But I have no children and have lived alone for decades," Uesugi Kotsuki said with a smile.

"Sometimes I envy my old friends who already have grandchildren, but when I put myself in that situation, I feel overwhelmed."

"It's good like this now."

“No, actually you have children, three in fact,” Qin Sheng said seriously.

Uesugi Kotsuki paused. "Where did I get three children? Did you send them to me?"
"She is one of them."

Qin Sheng looked at the shrine maiden, "Uesugi Erii, the head of the Uesugi family, the strongest emperor of the Snake-Headed Eight Families who is on the verge of going out of control this generation, Master Yue, do you understand?"

Uesugi Kotsu, the last true emperor of the Snake Clan, is one of the strongest in the world of hybrid races. His Word of Power is called Black Sun, which possesses the power to incinerate everything.

After causing a ruckus at the Sheqi Eight Families decades ago, he left this mixed-race family alone and went into seclusion here, selling ramen for decades.

He's already the king of ramen.

Upon hearing Qin Sheng's words, Uesugi Yue's kind expression suddenly turned as somber as a distant mountain, his eyes became deep and unfathomable, and he placed one hand under the table.

"Who are you? How did you find me? What is your purpose in coming here?"

His golden eyes lit up with such majesty and brightness that they surpassed the imagination of ordinary mixed-race individuals.

This is the Emperor, whose bloodline completely transcends the limits of the nascent bloodline.

Even though his body has aged, he still possesses the courage to fight against ten thousand men.

If these people have malicious intentions, Uesugi is confident that he can fight his way in and out seven times, and no one can stop him.

The emperor must not be insulted!

Erii reacted to the emperor's majesty, the dragon blood coursing through her body, the gold color staining her red eyes. She instinctively wanted to open her mouth, but Natsumi stuffed a hard-boiled egg into her mouth to stop her.

The head of the Uesugi family was stunned.

Master Yue looked solemn.

"Brother Yue, don't get excited, we're here for company team building."

Old Chu handed over the bowl, "Another bowl, please."

His tone was tinged with laughter, but his dazzling eyes outshone even Uesugi Kotetsu.

Master Yue's expression and body were tense.

Without saying a word, Xiao Chu removed the special colored contact lenses that concealed his golden eyes, which were even brighter than his father's. This was the pupil master of Eternal Flame.

Master Yue's forehead was beaded with sweat.

Old Tang slurped up a braised egg and said, "Master Yue, your eyes aren't as sharp as mine."

"Don't scare my online friends!" Xia Mi muttered, her golden eyes flashing.

Master Yue burst into laughter.

Qin Sheng was the only one who retained his black pupils, looking completely ordinary, and said with a sincere expression:

"Master, don't be afraid, we are good people."

Uesugi Koshi silently raised his hand from under the table and held up a piece of white cloth.

"Hero, spare your life!"

(End of this chapter)