dmims Chapter 66 Bronze City
Chapter 66 Bronze City
"Funerary items, huh."
That day will come.
Because he had seen it—the image of that man holding the dead girl.
[Sui Fei Same World Track]
Even though his innate supernatural power allows him to glimpse "himself" on different timelines and synchronize the information with himself, its limitations are still quite significant when used at the level of a minor supernatural power.
The shared memory fragments are scattered here and there, some even not fragments at all, just a blurry image.
Lu Mingfei felt that he was like a wizard from a Western fantasy story, talking nonsense all day long, and then peeking into other people's future while holding a small green soup pot.
But he didn't want pufferfish, dried lizards, or even a crystal ball.
With just a thought, supernatural powers can be activated at almost no cost.
Of course, if you really want to say, it's not entirely impossible.
If we consider the cost of having one's brain crash and become unresponsive.
"How about it? Interested in joining me to slay a dragon?" He invited Chu Zihang, but as he looked at that face, another scene flashed through his mind.
He simply couldn't imagine that Chu Zihang's face would show such an expression.
Expressionless, yet saturated with sorrow, as if they had made up their minds to be enemies even in death.
He picked up his phone, and a message instantly appeared on the other side of the ocean, and also on an old man's computer in his office.
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Upper reaches of the Yangtze River.
As the sun disappeared below the horizon, countless fishing boats returned to shore, among them a huge tugboat—the "Moniach".
"Give me a reason, Angers."
Standing on the deck, a burly man was smoking a cigar and asking a question in a deep voice into his phone.
"The 'Bronze' project had just started, why is it suddenly being suspended?"
Mans Rundstedt — this is the man's name, and also the captain of this ship.
But at this moment, the captain's mind was filled with confusion.
The "Bronze" project is a project that Kassel College finalized not long ago, and everything is just beginning.
But at this very beginning, orders came from headquarters in Kassel to abort the mission.
The boat rocked slightly with the waves, and Angers' calm voice came from the other end of the phone, yet it carried an unquestionable tone.
"Mans, sometimes pausing is for the sake of moving forward," Angers paused, "It's a choice made for our purposes."
"Choice?" Mans exhaled a smoke ring, his brow furrowed. "What choice could be more important than the location of the Bronze King's palace? We've only just finalized the possible location of his palace, and we haven't even had time to mobilize our manpower yet."
As the executor of the plan, Mans naturally knew the ins and outs of the entire operation. Kassel had already done a tremendous amount of intelligence work just to ensure the accuracy of Project Bronze.
Numerous sources and ancient texts contain metaphors suggesting that the Dragon King Norton's palace is located on the Yangtze River, a conclusion that has been repeatedly verified.
“That’s precisely why we need to pause,” Angers interrupted him. “That place is more dangerous than you think. And… we might have better options.”
Mans was stunned: "A better option? What do you mean?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Angers' voice lowered: "An interesting new student has arrived at the academy. He might be able to save us from unnecessary sacrifices."
"A freshman?" Mans almost burst out laughing. "Angers, you're making me suspend an S-rank mission just because of a freshman?"
"Trust me, Mans." Angers' voice held a rare hint of weariness. "There are some things... I must confirm with my own eyes. Bring the ship back and await orders; that's an order."
The call has ended.
Mans stared at the darkened phone screen for a long time before forcefully stubbing out his cigar on the ship's railing.
A damp river breeze swept over me, and the lights of distant fishing boats flickered in the twilight.
He turned and walked towards the cockpit, waving to his co-pilot: "Return to base."
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As the instigator of all this, Lu Mingfei was naturally unaware of the consequences of his email.
However, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
He was sitting upright on the bed, flames rising from his body, and the outermost flames were splitting and breaking into fine lines of fire that stretched into the unknown.
"Let me find... where is that 'me'?"
Lu Mingfei whispered to himself as he carefully controlled the output of his supernatural power. He didn't want to connect with countless "himself" at once; that would probably cause him to mess things up.
But he had no choice but to do it, naturally for Old Tang's future. He needed to find the exact location of the bronze city in the fragments of memory—a palace guarded by dragons.
If he hadn't thought that this might increase his bargaining power with Old Tang's other personality, he wouldn't have bothered to help Kassel slay the dragon immediately.
"The Dragon Kings are all twins," this was the information he received from Angers.
In other words, if Old Tang really is the Dragon King, then he must have at least one brother; otherwise, what kind of twins are these?
As for his brother's whereabouts... he guessed he was in that bronze city.
Similarly, this explains why Old Tang was so angry about the fragments of memory he shared with "him" earlier.
Because they killed that "brother".
Lu Mingfei couldn't imagine—what if he really had a brother like that, someone he'd been with for years, suddenly killed by a group of people shouting slogans about slaying dragons...?
How angry would he be?
Just thinking about it made him feel a surge of anger.
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"It's not you...it's not you either."
The flames flickered uncertainly in the darkness, each line of fire like a ray of light probing the deep sea, traversing countless intersecting possibilities.
He wanted to find the one who truly knew the information about Bronze City.
This job is no easy task; finding one among virtually infinite possibilities is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Fragments of memory pierced his consciousness like shards of glass.
In some worlds, Lao Tang is just an ordinary online friend who jokes around with him online; in some worlds, Bronze City has never been discovered and remains submerged beneath the Yangtze River; and in other worlds... Kassel College does not exist, and the war between hybrids and dragons continues in a more brutal way.
"No...this is all wrong..."
The rate at which the live wire connects and disconnects is getting faster and faster.
Lu Mingfei was starting to feel tired. Although his minor supernatural power's physical body was strong, its strength was still limited. Facing this kind of mental attack was an even greater challenge.
He felt as if he had been watched by countless eyes—some cold, some crazy, some desperate.
Just as he was about to temporarily withdraw his supernatural powers.
A live wire began to tremble violently.
Lu Mingfei's spirits lifted; he had found "me".
Memories flooded his mind; he was wearing a diving suit, standing on the deck, looking around as the scenery beyond the river came into view.
This is enough.
Hydrological features, shoreline references... information flooded in like a tide.
He etched these details into his mind. About thirty seconds later, he began to feel dizzy—it was the load of information synchronizing across world lines.
He decisively cut off the connection.
For him, once he found the general location, everything else would fall into place naturally.