Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

Then Rebecca walked over with a grin and hugged him from behind.

The man stopped what he was doing.

"Sorry, can I get back to work now?" His voice was somewhat helpless, but mostly it was filled with doting affection for the girl.

"What a strange painting." The girl didn't whine or cling to him.

Yes, she's completely different from the Rebecca that Lin Xiaofeng and Fujiko remembered.

At her age, she is still a good child who can listen to what people say.

"I just can't do anything with you," the man sighed. "Even this thing has its own meaning."

The girl clearly had no intention of listening to him continue.

She simply pulled out a bottle of wine and placed it next to the man.

"Let's open this bottle of wine!"

"No!" the man refused sternly without hesitation.

“Hey—why?” Rebecca was clearly not satisfied with his response. “I’m all grown up now.”

Seeing that the man still showed no sign of backing down, Rebecca slumped onto the sofa with a dissatisfied expression.

"It's so boring."

"Didn't you say, Hang, that you're the one who said, 'Live the life of Libertas'?"

“This wine isn’t suitable for you,” the man, Uraga Wataru, explained. “You have to drink the finest wine the first time.”

"Let's drink together sometime."

This guy is surprisingly good at flirting.

Given his qualifications, people who don't know him might think this all-around genius is straight.

Three sentences were enough to bring a smile back to the face of a sulking young lady.

“Hey, what do you mean by ‘僄Lib!ert虾a)s漆’ that you mentioned?” Rebecca, who was lying on the sofa reading a fashion magazine, suddenly asked.

"What do you think?" Uraga Wataru threw the question back at him.

“Hmm, let me imagine…” Rebecca considered for less than two seconds, then looked up at Uraga Wataru, “Freedom… so you mean you want me to live my own life, right?”

"That's why I broke free from the shackles of the chaebol and came here."

“Freedom does not exist in a world constructed by others.” Uraga Wataru’s tone was unusually firm.

But those words left Rebecca completely stunned.

I completely fail to understand what Uraga Wataru meant by that.

"The freedom to create the world with your own hands is the true 'Libertas'."

If someone else had said those words, it wouldn't have been a big deal, but when Uraga Wataru said them himself, it became quite unsettling.

Because he has that ability.

Lin Xiaofeng suddenly understood why MI6 had taken action to eliminate Uraga Wataru.

While the information he possessed certainly played a role, the main reason was that Uraga Wataru was not one of their people.

A terrifying power that cannot be controlled.

Then the only option is to destroy it.

This is the conventional thinking of those officials from major Western powers.

They never think about cooperating with others; they only want to plunder other people's wealth.

Regardless of the past few centuries, this fundamental idea in their bones has not changed.

"It's such a pity. He could have made the world a better place." Lin Xiaofeng looked at the man below, who was full of 'dreams', with some regret and sighed.

Rebecca was urged to leave by Uraga Wataru because "it's getting late".

But Fujiko understood that Uraga Wataru was inviting her over.

Because when he made the sound, he made eye contact with Uraga Wataru.

Even though Rebecca completely ignored his presence, why did Uraga Wataru...?

Ah, could it be because this world was created by Uraga Wataru?

Fujiko couldn't guess, but he still went in through the main entrance after Rebecca left.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as Fujiko entered, he heard Uraga Wataru, who had his back to the door, say this.

“Thank you for your trouble, but… us?” Fujiko looked around, then bent down to look from between his legs. “It looks like there are only the two of us here.”

"Huh? What? Can't you see the person next to you?" Uraga Hang paused for a moment, then turned around to look at him. "Even though he's not wearing any clothes right now."

Lin Xiaofeng looked at Pu Hehang in astonishment.

This person can indeed see himself.

"Are you kidding me?" Fujiko's lips twitched a few times before he looked at Uraga and asked.

Pu Hehang shook his head, then glanced at Lin Xiaofeng a few more times.

"I am Uraga Wataru, an anonymous researcher. And you are?"

"...Fujiko III, a genius phantom thief who stole from all over the world." Fujiko hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "and also Rebecca's future husband."

Uraga Wataru glanced at Fujiko a few times, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"And what about you?" Pu Hehang turned to look at Lin Xiaofeng.

"Lin Xiaofeng, an ordinary transmigrator." Lin Xiaofeng shrugged and replied, "However, unlike the great thief here, I haven't had time to decipher the book you left behind."

"Huh, a time traveler?" Uraga Wataru was really losing his composure this time. Time travel is something that goes against the grain of science.

"Transmigrators? Wait a minute! Could it be that the 'we' you're referring to is... Hey! Lin Xiaofeng-chan, is that you?" Fujiko asked cautiously to the person beside her.

“Lin Xiaofeng, he said that’s his name.” Pu Hehang acted as the middleman.

"Hahaha, it really is you." Fujiko covered her forehead. "You actually came in? Really, honey, I thought I was hallucinating." Fujiko thought Lin Xiaofeng was just an illusion, not real. It turns out it really was Lin Xiaofeng himself.

"By the way, you just said you've been waiting for us for a long time, right?" Fujiko asked Uraga Wataru, "What did that mean?"

“This book contains all the memories in my brain and the data that constitutes my personality,” Uraga Wataru interrupted Fujiko. “It can temporarily implant my personality into the brain of the person who deciphers the code.”

Lin Xiaofeng felt that he had answered, yet he hadn't answered anything at all.

Then, thankfully he didn't try to crack it, otherwise he wasn't even sure if he would still be himself when he opened his eyes.

But Fujiko doesn't have this problem.

"Then what does 'Welcome to the Italian Dream' mean?" Fujiko continued to press.

“That’s a coded switch that operates on deep psychological levels,” Uraga Wataru replied.

"So that means I'm talking to your personality in my dream right now?"

“Ah, you’re right.” Uraga Wataru nodded in reply, “Although that book was originally entrusted to Rebecca by me.”

"Then why did you write this kind of book?" Fujiko asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I'm being watched." When Fujiko heard this question, she noticed that Uraga Wataru's eyes were fixed on her.

"By whom?"

"The rise of the shadowy humans."

"A shadowy human?" Fujiko looked completely bewildered.

“They’re a group of guys who imitate my research and conduct human experiments,” Uraga Wataru replied.

“Human experimentation…” Fujiko frowned.

"Yes. So we must preserve 'my' existence in a way that can be hidden from those people."

"Nani?"

Fujiko instantly sensed the inappropriate element.

564. Fujiko, your husband smells so good!

"So, what happened to me after that?" Uraga Wataru began to ask about his fate.

"The genius scientist Uraga Wataru ended his own life." Fujiko told Uraga Wataru the information she knew with a serious expression.

Uraga Wataru, on the other hand, silently lit a cigarette.

"I see."

"The perpetrators must have been the 'Shadow Men,' no, they should be referred to as the British intelligence agency MI6."

"Fujiko, Ooka, I have something I'd like to ask you." Uraga Wataru looked at the two men in front of him with a somewhat fierce expression.

However, in the next moment, the black shadows formed human figures, and these human figures were carrying machine guns with the muzzles pointed at the windows.

"Lie down!" Lin Xiaofeng shouted.

Upon hearing this, Uraga Wataru immediately lunged to the side.

Although Fujiko didn't hear Lin Xiaofeng's voice, she immediately understood the situation after seeing Uraga's actions, and also leaned back.

The next moment, bullets shattered the windows of Uraga Wataru's room into dust.

"Is this something you wrote in your book?" Fujiko asked loudly.

"No!" Uraga Wataru explained, "It's probably because after meeting you guys, my world started working on its own!"

Upon hearing this, Fujiko pulled out his beloved gun and fired several shots at the window.

"Run! Uraga Wataru!"

After Lin Xiaofeng pushed open the door, several humanoid figures were already waiting at the door, and they opened fire on anyone they saw.

Lin Xiaofeng immediately closed the door from the inside and then used the wind barrier to deflect the bullets.

"It's no use going through the door, let's go up there!" Lin Xiaofeng kicked the coffee table with wine and cigarettes under the window of 483, then floated up, opened the window, and shouted to Uraga and Fujiko below.

"Oh! It's my dear husband's help!" Fujiko exclaimed in delight.

The next moment, the roof was whipped up by a gust of wind.

Several giant insects that had been surrounding the building were blown away by the wind.

"Although this is useless, let's try to see how far we can escape," Lin Xiaofeng said, looking at Pu Hehang who showed no intention of leaving. "Or are you going to give up on yourself now because you've lost all hope?"

"Ah, indeed, there's no hope." Uraga Wataru calmly raised his head and sighed.

"Uraga Wataru?" Fujiko looked at Uraga Wataru with a puzzled expression.

"After all, this is just my personal world, and my future is already in the past for you." Uraga Wataru casually stubbed out his cigarette after taking two puffs.

“That guy once said, ‘Einstein must have been a lonely guy,’ ‘because relativity can’t stand without an object,’ what a strange guy.” Uraga Wataru’s voice trembled slightly.

"Ah, that's strange, but he's an interesting guy with a 'different perspective'." Lin Xiaofeng nodded in agreement.

The next moment, more than a dozen bullets pierced through the wall and struck Uraga's body.

“Uraga…” Looking at Uraga Wataru’s body lying on the ground, but without a single bullet hole, Fujiko’s expression became more melancholy.

After completing its mission, the humanoid figure even crawled inside to arrange Uraga Wataru's body and put away all the things that had been knocked down by bullets.

All the bullet holes disappeared, and even the shattered glass was reinstalled.

The only things in the room that highlighted the unusual atmosphere were Uraga Wataru sitting in a chair and the overturned medicine bottle beside him.

"Those guys really are professionals," Fujiko sighed. "They're quite efficient."

Just as Fujiko was still feeling sentimental, a book suddenly flew out from the bookshelf next to him, hit him on the head, and floated in mid-air, pointing towards the door.

"Lin Xiaofeng-chan?" Fujiko glanced at the book in surprise, then turned to look towards the door.

The sound of light footsteps came from outside.

Fujiko's expression changed, then she stepped onto the table next to her, leaped up, grabbed the edge of the window next to the ceiling, flipped over and jumped out, and put the window back in its place.

In almost two seconds, the door was pushed open.

Rebecca returned.