Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 209: Meeting at the End of Act 154

The escalator went down slowly, and the fluorescent tubes overhead flickered on and off. The framed advertisements next to the escalator were left blank, and the floor was littered with newspaper crumbs, as if no one had cleaned them for several years. As the escalator went down, the people outside The human voice became farther and farther away, and eventually it was completely cut off along with the sunlight.

The girl trotted all the way, carrying countless shredded newspapers with thick dust flying behind her.

She faced forward. The white wall behind her gradually peeled off and turned yellow. The aluminum alloy plate on the ceiling turned into the lime ceiling of the last century. The LED light source hidden in the groove was replaced by a pale fluorescent tube. The escalator changed into a white one after he ran past. It became a hard and cold marble step.

The cyan mist is washing away all the modern atmosphere here. The time of the platform is the 19s, and now its time is "infecting" the entire subway station.

A quiet subway platform that seemed to have been sealed by dust and time for decades was waiting for the girl in front. Broken newspapers were scattered all over the floor, and the ancient "Five Lectures, Four Beauties and Three Loves" tile stickers were on the wall, and the aging fluorescent lamps were flashing and emitting " Bang bang" sound.

The girl walked to the platform and waited. She seemed not to care about the changes in the surrounding environment. She was holding a small bag in both hands and humming an unknown song softly.

The ground shook slightly, and a subway stopped in front of the girl. With a harsh "click" sound, the rusty bearings rotated, and all the doors opened together.

She slowly raised her head, and the fluorescent tubes above her head flickered on and off. The thick Russian-style pillars around her supported the extremely high top. The ground was made of extremely smooth terrazzo. Both sides of the stairs were iron railings painted with green paint. The outer shell of the subway train was dilapidated, and it was painted "Line 1" with red paint.

The girl walked onto the subway and sat down in the dark carriage.

The doors closed, the subway restarted, and the steel wheels rolled over the rails, making a cheerful sound.

Lights flashed outside the window every few minutes, indicating that they had arrived at a new station. There were vague figures of people waiting at the station, but the subway rushed past without slowing down.

No one came in to sell tabloids, no one came in to ask for small money, and no one came in to play or sing.

The girl sat quietly with her hands on her knees, her face seemed expressionless, or she seemed slightly sad, and her eyes were as silent as dead water.

Is this what breakups are like?When you break up with someone, you also say goodbye to everything about him. You delete his photos and contact information. You never go to the restaurant where you used to go to eat with him. You close the blog homepage you opened with him. There is a scene in a movie that makes you cry inexplicably and rub yourself on his shoulder. But from then on, when you see this movie, you will always turn your head and avoid this scene, and subconsciously try your best to let yourself go. Don't cry...

"Beauty..." A faint voice echoed in the carriage, interrupting Xia Mi's thoughts.

She turned her head and glanced, and the face that came close to her was as skinny as a skeleton, with a sad stubble, and huge pupils, shining like an oil lamp that was about to burn out.

Two more black figures approached from the left and right at the same time.

"Gao Mi, grade 04 of Kassel College, Department of Alchemy and Mechanics, is now a commissioner of the Executive Department."

"Wan Boqian, Department of Mechanics, Level 05."

At this moment, the train passed through a station at high speed, and the lights on the platform instantly illuminated the three faces on the opposite side. They were equally thin and pale, and they all looked like they had just been dug out of ancient tombs.

There was no frightened expression on Xia Mi's face.

"Two Kassel students who accidentally entered the Nibelungen and one... ordinary person?" she thought.

I don't have much time to care about them, just clear their memories and throw them away.

She clapped her hands, and the three of them disappeared into the carriage in an instant.

She was alone again on this train.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

At 45:[-] in the middle of the night, Chu Zihang silently sneaked into the shopping mall on the basement floor of Oriental Plaza.This huge landmark building is adjacent to Chang'an Avenue, home to luxury brands and a Grand Hyatt Nine Points. It is directly connected to the Wangfujing subway station underground.

There are footsteps slowly approaching in the distance.

Chu Zihang hid behind the counter and did not emerge again until the night guard's flashlight light faded away.

During the day, this place is luxurious and lively, and there are so many beautiful women. Walking here will never make people feel uneasy. But at this moment, everything is silent, and it reveals the nature of the basement. There are no windows and the space is closed.

The lights that gave everything the beautiful color were turned off, leaving only a few fluorescent tubes illuminating the stuffed animals in the glass cabinets.

Those cute guys all look a little out of shape in this light, and the deep and shallow shadows on their faces give the illusion that they are smiling or sneering.

The central air conditioner was turned off, and the air was cold and dreary. The escalator leading to the subway had a flashing red light saying "No Passing". There were advertisements in a fashion magazine on both sides, and the same big face of a female celebrity was plastered on the entire wall. There are metallic shimmers on both nails and lips.

The footsteps of the night security guard appeared in all directions after several refractions, as if several people were walking in the dark.

Other than that it's pretty normal here.

Chu Zihang moved forward slowly against the wall. He was already approaching the subway ticket gate, when a voice came from in front of him.

"Isn't this ad changing?"

"It will be replaced at the end of this month. You dust the glass and wipe it. I'll sweep the floor over there and play chess later?"

From the reflection of the marble wall, Chu Zihang saw two cleaners cleaning the advertising light box. The rolling shutter behind them had been locked and closed, and the only way to move forward was to cut the rolling shutter open.

"Is this really here?" He muttered to himself, beginning to doubt his judgment.

According to the memory that Lu Mingze had experienced in his dream, Xia Mi's Nibelung was in the subway station.

But no matter how cold the subway station looks late at night, it is just an artificial tunnel with a history of less than 50 years. A large number of workers who originally built this tunnel system are still alive, and people come and go every day.

If there is anything abnormal, there is no reason why it should not be noticed. There must be people on duty at the subway station late at night, just like the two cleaners in front. If there is an empty subway, they cannot not notice it.

The phone vibrated in the pocket, and a new text message came in, "Don't doubt your judgment, senior brother, just keep moving forward. By the way, junior sister has subscribed a China Mobile service for your mobile phone, and she can read it anytime, anywhere. Get your spot and be mentally prepared."

Chu Zihang put his phone in his pocket, lowered his head and stood silently for a while, the shadow of the fluorescent tube reflected on the marble floor.

You could still hear the pouring rain hitting the roof.

He was suddenly startled and stopped.

Wangfujing subway station is on the negative second floor, and the underground shopping mall in Oriental Plaza is on the negative first floor. He is between the steps of the negative first floor and the negative second floor. Even if it is pouring rain outside, he should not hit the roof above his head.

At this time, the "mark" on his shoulder blades seemed to be burned by fire. He could hear the footsteps of night guards in all directions, but all the footsteps were moving away quickly, as if they were running away from this space.

The fluorescent tubes flickered, and the air was filled with the sound of humming electricity.

Chu Zihang slowly turned around, and the turntable of fate began to spin again. It was no longer the familiar ground, but the scarred Maybach.

Like a ghost who had a secret date, it came back.At this moment, rain began to leak above the head, and the cold rain came back from all directions, flowing peacefully along the marble floor and turning into small waterfalls on the steps.

Chu Zihang wiped the rain off his face and walked down slowly.

He heard the sound, deep underground, the rails vibrating.

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She raised her head and saw only the golden starlight drifting in the darkness of the infinite mine. She could not see the top or the wall.

Walking into this vast space is like an ant crawling into St. Peter's Basilica late at night.He reached the end of the subway and the end of the maze.

Xia Mi tiptoed on the sleepers, crossing this huge space. At the end was a man-made rock wall, which was full of traces left by machinery. Adjacent to the rock wall was a spindle-shaped cement platform. .

At this time, a yellow light on the rock wall came on, flashing slowly.

The thick rock wall began to shake, and cracks appeared from top to bottom. The entire rock wall was covered with cracks. Pieces of gravel fell down, dust filled the air, the yellow light swayed as if it was about to fall, and the surrounding rocks peeled off.

It was a real giant dragon, and it was his slender neck that first broke through the rock wall.

There are no words to describe his ancient and majestic body. He is obviously a reptile, but it must be more beautiful than any reptile.

The blue-black scales on the whole body opened and closed from front to back, making the sound of metal collision, and the face full of bony protrusions carried the majesty of a monarch.

"Sister! Sister!" the dragon shouted happily, "You finally came back to see me!"

"Yes." Xia Mi said softly, "I'm here to see you."

The dragon's huge head came docilely to the girl's side, and the girl reached out and touched its nose.

"I brought you potato chips." Xia Mi untied the small bag in his hand, "Would you like the tomato and chicken sauce flavor, or the Italian red braised version?"

"Great! Thank you sister!" The dragon's eyes flashed with excitement and he put his head on the ground, "I want the blue one!"

"Then the blue ones." Xia Mi opened a bag of blue potato chips, sat next to the dragon's head, picked up a piece and fed it to the dragon's mouth.

"Potato chips are the most delicious thing in the world." The dragon squinted its eyes happily and hummed.

Xia Mi silently fed them one piece at a time, and soon finished the bag of potato chips.

"Sister! Sister!" The dragon licked his lips, "Let's watch TV!"

"Okay." Xia Mi said.

The dragon took out a TV, an 18-inch old-fashioned TV, a heavy and large square box. It handled it with care and was extremely careful when connecting the power supply with its wingtips.

The light from the screen illuminated the black dragon scales and Xia Mi's face.

The screen was full of snowflakes, the signal was very poor, and Stephen Chow's "The Gambler" was playing.

Xia Mi watched absentmindedly, and the dragon seemed to realize that his "sister" had something on his mind.

"Sister, sister." it cried, "what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Xia Mi smiled, "I'm just in a bad mood. Let's continue watching TV."

"What's wrong with sister?" The dragon asked still reluctantly.

"..." Xia Mi thought for a while, "If you have someone you love very much, but he breaks up with you now, what will you do?"

"Sister, what is love?" The dragon nuzzled Xia Mi with his head.

"Well... what is love? It's like the relationship between you and me."

"Did my sister also have a sister?" It was obvious that a dragon with an IQ equal to that of a five-year-old child couldn't understand.

"..." Xia Mi stroked the dragon's nose, "You can say that."

"Is that because my sister's sister doesn't want her anymore?" The dragon blinked, "Then my sister will be very sad, because if my sister doesn't want me anymore, I will be very sad too."

"Yeah, so I'm sad now." Xia Mi nodded lightly.

The dragon suddenly roared majestically, spread its black wings, raised its front legs, and stood up. Its golden eyes shrank tightly as it stared into the dark tunnel.

"Have you finally found this place?" Xia Mi was a little distracted for a moment. The person she had longed for was not far away, but she no longer felt happy about the reunion.

The boy walked out of the tunnel wearing a pair of white washed jeans.

"Xia Mi..." Chu Zihang looked at the girl sitting next to the dragon quietly.

"It's no longer Shami." She stood up. "There has never been Shami, only Jormungandr."

Chu Zihang didn't say anything, he just took off his shirt, slowly reached around his shoulder blades, and pulled out two slender bones covered with blood.

Zuo Zuo Murasame, "Chaolan Xiyu·Destruction of Heavenly Demon Chaos"!
Muramasa on the right, "Heaven and earth are unkind, evil will be killed"!
"Are you going to kill me?" Xia Mi said with a nonchalant look on his face, "That's right, I'm nothing special. There are many people in this world who will like you on my behalf."

"You have always said that Xia Mi is a fictitious thing, a Yoshimitsu Kadenyu in my memory. I only understand what you mean today. The person who fictionalized Xia Mi is not you, but me, right?" Chu Zihang stood there. .

Xia Mi was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand and tore her long skirt. She was naked, slender and exquisite, but with jinglish scales and bent joints, like a ghost.

She seemed to deliberately show this side of herself to Chu Zihang. This was her form between Xia Mi and Jormungandr, with pudgy baby fat on her cheeks.

Jörmungandr hissed the language of Gu'ao, and a new spirit of speech was inspired, and the domain expanded rapidly.Strong ionization and magnetization effects occurred in the field, the rails melted, and metal droplets levitated, rotating around Jörmungandr.

Those bright droplets collided and burned continuously, the impurities turned into ashes and fell, and the remaining droplets became brighter and brighter.

The Dragon King tempered his weapon with his words, and finally, these droplets collided and condensed, and in the hands of Ye Mengjiad, they turned into a huge weapon with a strange shape, like a sickle for harvesting life.

Although the years of accompanying each other were beautiful, people who separated in the end often remembered the things that hurt each other most deeply. Chu Zihang never forgot it, and neither did Jörmungandr.

Then let the blood stain the sword, yours or mine!
(End of this chapter)