My name is Ethan, and I'm an ordinary reporter for CGNN, but I firmly believe that I will have a legendary life.

Because when I was a boy, the owner of an antique shop once told me that I was the reincarnation of an ancient legendary samurai, and in that antique shop, there was a huge scale that glowed when I approached it.

According to him, my reincarnation was due to a legendary creature: the Imoki, who came to Earth. My mission is to find Sarah, a girl born with a dragon-shaped birthmark on her shoulder, and I must find her, protect her, and help her fulfill her mission.

It's a lot like the one described in the Warrior saga novel, a knight destined to save the princess from the clutches of an evil dragon, isn't it?

But I didn't expect it all to come so quickly, so fast that it kind of caught me off guard.

………………

Ethan stood in a large, mysterious sinkhole, staring blankly as a researcher carefully brushed out a fossilized scale that he was so familiar with with with a small brush.

This scale, he had seen before.

At this moment, he recalled all the secondary memories related to this scale, as well as the unbearable childhood memories.

He thought it was all fake and deceitful, but he never expected that there would be no trace of falsehood!

How did all this happen?

……………

Half an hour earlier, he and his colleague in charge of photography had driven to a series of mysterious sinkholes in New York City, the focus of the news media.

It's the latest one, and it's still in the city center.

Bastard! They came late.

At least four or five news media counterparts are already interviewing passers-by, and the devil knows why they're running so fast!

There has to be a big news, otherwise this week's prize money will definitely not be his share.

Ethan's gaze swept swiftly one by one.

A madman who was taken away by two vigilantes, shouting that the end of the world was coming, and that the demons had awakened?

- There are too many of them, and the audience is not happy to watch this.

Overturned smoking cars on the edge of a sinkhole? This can be used as a background for news that will be recorded.

——Many curious viewers like to hear about it.

The soil inside the sinkhole mysteriously decomposes into fine sand? You can give a close-up – but be sure to put yourself in the center.

Oh and lo and behold, what did I find!?

Ethan looked excited, and quickly crossed the sinkhole with his fellow photographer and walked up to the other side.

Two men in black suits and ties of different colors.

Ethan recognized the two of them.

Their identities are so dazzling, so different, they are the FBI, why are they here!

There must be big news here!

Ethan seemed to see a large prize money beckoning at him.

He quickly walked over and prepared to begin the interview.

“Ethan Kendrick CGNN……”

"No interviews!"

The red tie and red shirt raised his hand to refuse the interview, but Ethan didn't care so much and went straight to the process.

"How do you explain this phenomenon?"

"That's my explanation, do yourself a favor." The blue-tie stared at him with cold eyes, and pointed at Ethan's chest and face with his right hand, "Now get out of the cordon!" ”

The one with the red tie and red shirt is also very annoying: "Don't come back, quick!" ”

The interview failed.

Didn't get big news.

Ethan silently pressed the ballpoint pen, closed the interview book, and put it all in the inner pocket of his clothes.

Turned around and prepared to leave, hey, what was that.

He saw two seemingly professional researchers squatting on the sand wall of the sinkhole, gently brushing the fine sand, discussing excitedly, as if they had discovered something terrible.

That's the big news!

Ethan's sensitive journalistic nerves reminded him to turn on the camera and start shooting at it.

The camera pulls in, focuses, and lo and behold, there is really big news!

The small brush pinched under the white gloves gently brushed the fine sand away, revealing the cyan pattern underneath.

The cyan pattern area is getting bigger and bigger, and this is, a piece of fossil scale!

Ethan looked in a trance, this scale, he had seen it......

I've looked up some bizarre stories about this before;

I've seen this before;

This scale!

Little boy, antique shop!

And the antique of the mysterious pattern gem in his hand!

Ethan remembered that everything was in place!

This has to do with me, what is it?

It was that old legend that Jack told me!

The box that opened automatically, the light that came out of the box and rushed into his body.

"What you just saw...... It's the scales of Imoki. ”

"What about the light?"

"From Heaven"

"From heaven? Imoki? ”

"Sit down, Imoki is a Korean myth and legend, Imoki later became a dragon, once upon a time, many pythons called Imoki, they lived in heaven and their many adherents, every five hundred years one Imoki......"

Yes, that's it, Ethan remembered it all, the antique shop owner Jack told him that the scales of Imoki were exactly the same as the fossil in front of him.

He was overjoyed, his stupid childhood, his school life that had been ridiculed, was finally worth it.

Before he could continue to rejoice, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

“Ethan ？ Kendrick？ ”

The voice was so cold that it directly chilled Ethan's nerves and brain, cooling his boiling spirit in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Ethan looked up and saw two weirdos in black suits, black ties, and black sunglasses, one tall and one short.

The two black men were dressed in black, and they couldn't even see what their faces looked like.

Dude, you don't match your skin color.

Ethan silently spat in his heart.

But what do these two weirdos do by my name, they know me?

But when I think of my status as a well-known journalist, I am afraid that I know quite a lot about myself.

Ethan nodded, no matter how low the two weirdos in front of him were, politeness was always required.

The two black weirdos looked at each other and nodded in unison, as if to confirm something.

"Is this Ethan?"

"Yes, the name is right, the surname is wrong, the time and place of appearance are right."

"100% sure?"

"I can't."

"Then let's make another confirmation."

“OK。”

, it's even weirder, how can this conversation have an ominous premonition.

Ethan looked at everything that was happening in front of him, how could he realize that the situation was very wrong, and he felt that he was chilling all over his body.

What's even more outrageous and devastating to him is that the two weirdos in front of him actually took out a photo of him in front of him!

This is, kidnapping?

No, it's definitely kidnapping!

What interest groups have I offended?

Without waiting for Ethan to continue thinking, the two black weirdos took the photo and compared it with Ethan, and nodded in unison: "The target identity is confirmed!" ”

Ethan raised his hands in the air, indicating that he had no malicious intent: "Hey, two, I don't know when I offended you, but, I'm just an ordinary reporter, understand, it's useless to be a little person who acts according to orders." ”

As he spoke, he nodded his head at the large circle of National Guards guarding the sinkhole: "Are you sure you want to arrest me here?" ”

The tall black man grinned, "Mr. Ethan, you can't offend us, and we won't arrest you." ”

The short man next to him immediately added: "You will take the initiative to go with us."

"Think of the antique shop you went to with your father when you were a little boy." The tall man had a serious look.

He continued: "Think of that box, that light. ”

“…… And the antique sapphire ornaments that are still in your hands today. The tall black man who said this was very meaningful, as if the thing seemed to him to be a bomb.

Ethan was shocked.

These are his privacy.

"You investigate me!"

He was angry, he wanted to expose this matter, no matter what the identities of the two people in front of him were, privacy invasion has always been a taboo among taboos, they journalists often violate others, but they don't want anyone to violate their privacy.

The two black suits shook their heads, looking at the angry Ethan in front of them with pity, as if they were looking at an unwitting protagonist in Truman's world.

Ethan's body trembled, his anger subsided, and his sensitive nerves made him realize that something was really wrong.

There are so many people in the sinkhole, why do they turn a blind eye to what is going on here.

The hands he raised just now, why no one noticed.

Why did these two weirdos come straight to me, and they still knew my name, and they were holding my picture, and their eyes were so strange.

Could it be......

Ethan's mind remembered the strange story of the Imoki.

The short black man opened his mouth to the tall one: "Good, looks like he guessed it." ”

"That saves us the need to explain." The tall black man nodded, his expression a lot less troublesome.

Ethan's expression became serious, and he remembered that the two had not yet introduced themselves: "Who are you and where are you from?" ”

The two looked at each other and did not answer Ethan's question directly: "We came specifically to find you, Ethan, we have been observing you for a long time, and many people know everything that happened to you." ”

"There are a lot of people looking for you, and your situation is dangerous."

"Some are not people!" The tall black man silently mended the knife next to him.

"But we have good intentions, we have cooperation with the government, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to show up in broad daylight, and the FBI and the National Guard are turning a blind eye to us, aren't they?"

"Think about it, if you want to come with us."

The two weirdos continued to ask, but they did look friendly, and they didn't move at all, and the key thing was that they didn't have any weapons.

Ethan glanced at it several times, and indeed found no weapons, not the underworld, nor the thugs of interest groups, which made him let down his guard.

And as for what they say, many people are observing themselves and know that they are in danger.

He is not a brain-dead character in a third-rate TV series, his IQ is online, just because they don't know themselves at all, but they know so much of his privacy, which says it all.

And they probably did work with the government — the two FBIs looked over here several times, obviously noticing what was going on, but they just couldn't do it, and nodded in agreement with the two men.

They definitely know each other!

"Okay, I'll go with you, but I'll have to talk to my colleagues first."

Ethan thought in silence for a moment, and curiosity drove him to relent, and agreed to go with the two of them to see what was going on.

The two weirdos in black suits nodded, watched him explain a few words to his fellow photographers, made a phone call to the company's boss, explained everything, and then covered him in the center of his body, stuffed into an extremely tough style stretch car, and before Ethan could resist, the back of his neck was in severe pain, and his eyes suddenly went black, and the whole person was completely unconscious.