How's it going?

No one knows this better than the Tokyo Meteorological Agency.

An unnamed tropical storm has made landfall in Minato-ku, Tokyo, and the storm will bring 1,500 millimetres of rain to Tokyo in 24 hours, with parts of the city flooded – and that's just a pretext.

The Emergency Law gives the Tokyo Metropolitan Government the power to lie in such situations, and in fact the situation is a hundred times worse than what the propaganda truck broadcasts.

The Tokyo Meteorological Agency did not detect a typhoon approaching Tokyo, but suddenly a few kilometers of cumulonimbus clouds condensed over Tokyo.

It is black and majestic, and it weighs down over the city of Tokyo like a rain-soaked Mount Everest.

When the mountain was broken, the rain poured down, as if the sky had leaked.

But heavy rain is not the only cause of water accumulation in Tokyo.

The unruly high tide in the Sea of Japan is deadly, and if anyone is willing to lean down and taste the stagnant water in the city, he will find that the water is salty.

The rain can't be salty, the saltwater comes from Tokyo Bay.

The breakwater near Tokyo Bay was ineffective in the face of a 100-meter tsunami, and the sea was already higher than the breakwater, and tens of thousands of cubic meters of seawater poured into the streets of Tokyo every minute.

The sea intrudes into the land, and the tide crest pushes inland at a high speed of 80 kilometers per hour, reaching the third wave of the tide in Shinjuku City.

Within a few minutes, one-third of Tokyo was flooded by seawater.

The port area has been reduced to rubble, and the 10,000-ton ship has been swept away by an unprecedented tsunami that has shattered the breakwater.

Houses were lifted in patches, bridges collapsed, and tens of thousands of containers were submerged beneath the tide.

Worse than high tide and torrential rains, the city is slowly sinking.

In the last few hours, it has sunk two meters with tall buildings and viaducts, but this sinking is very smooth and slow, so the citizens are not aware of it.

However, if it continues to sink, the highway leading from Tokyo to other places will crack and the remaining lines of communication will be interrupted.

The average altitude of Tokyo's administrative districts is only a few to a few tens of meters above sea level, and if it continues to sink, the entire city will become part of the ocean floor, and even Tokyo will be separated from the continental shelf.

No one can explain this strange meteorological and geological phenomenon, and it seems that Tokyo has been reduced to a cursed city overnight.

All dangerous natural disasters are concentrated in the city.

God or demon wants to destroy the city.

Experts at the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau are no longer obsessed with finding the cause, but are closely monitoring the rainfall, tides, and rising water levels in the city.

They hope that the indices of this catastrophe will come down, but there is nothing they can do to influence them.

At such a time, everyone wants to have a religion, at least to pray to a god.

"Dr. Miyamoto! Dr. Miyamoto! The Prime Minister's Office called and asked the Meteorological Bureau to give an explanation, why there was no forecast? Why is there no forecast?" The young operator yelled as he held the phone.

Miyamotozawa, the chief scientist at the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau, pushed him away and rushed to the terrace.

The sea has overflowed to the downstairs of the Meteorological Bureau, and the entire floor has been submerged, and the surrounding high-rise buildings are also standing in the flood sea.

Miyamoto stared at the west, as if his mortal enemy was hidden in the clouds there.

There was another loud bang in the western sky, as if a huge cannon with a diameter of several kilometers had been fired, and a few seconds later the western sky was illuminated in fiery red.

"Mt. Fuji...... It's erupted!"

One of his subordinates rushed to the terrace and yelled, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he knew what Miyamoto was waiting for, and the flames of Mt. Fuji could be seen by everyone in Tokyo.

That was indeed Miyamotozawa's sworn enemy, and also of all Japanese meteorologists and geologists.

The eruption of the father of the volcano indicates that the magma deep in the earth's crust has completely boiled

Offshore volcanoes and terrestrial volcanoes are connected deep in the earth's crust.

"Shockwaves are approaching Tokyo! 10、9、8、7……」

The colleague in charge of monitoring the seismic wave yelled.

A magnitude 8 earthquake wave struck, knocking the house to the ground.

The operator slammed into the corner, bleeding from the head, and grabbed the microphone and shouted Moses Moses.

Miyamoto grabbed him by the collar and grabbed the microphone and put it to his ear: "Mr. Prime Minister, don't ask this poor fellow, he doesn't know anything, it's useless to explain it now, we can't stop this disaster...... Listen! There will be no forecast, and there will be no solution! There is only one suggestion......

He took a deep breath: "Hurry up and run for your life, it's useless for you to stay in the Prime Minister's Residence."

——

"That's it."

Gu Bei sat lazily on the sofa, as if everything that was happening in Tokyo and even in Japan now had nothing to do with him.

As a matter of fact...... It really has nothing to do with him.

Whether it is flooding Tokyo or sinking in Japan, these things have nothing to do with Gu Bei's half a dime, and he is even very happy to see it happen.

If he could, he would be able to eat popcorn while witnessing Japan's sinking — just as he once watched "2012" from the cinema.

It is true that he did have the ability to prevent this disaster, but he chose to stand by and watch, and even to some extent, it was Gu Bei's inaction that led to this disaster.

But Gu Bei's heart did not have any waves.

Not only Gu Bei didn't, but the Yuan family brothers, the Kassel Academy, and the people of the Caesar Operation Squad, they didn't have any.

Even if they knew that Gu Bei's plan to deliberately indulge Herzog in order to attract the White King was to attract the White King, they did not question Gu Bei's approach.

Because for them, exchanging the lives of a group of ordinary people who don't know each other for the complete fall of a dragon king is not a good deal.

And Gu Bei's idea is simpler.

He simply felt that there was no need for Japan to exist.

Although his next actions may make him a hero to save Japan, it is also based on the friendly relationship between Gu Bei and Eri, the Genjia brothers, Sakura, Raven, Yasha, Aso, and many other friends.

For Japan, Gu Bei adheres to the concept that if it is really not possible, the population can be incorporated into the Celestial Empire and become a Japanese province, but Japan is ...... I'm sorry, I can't accept it.

Why don't you find a way to sink this broken island when you can fight?

The dangerous thought in his mind flashed, but it didn't show it on his face, Gu Bei smiled: "If Herzog doesn't come up again, whales can swim into this city."

"The alchemy matrix of the Well of Hidden Remains has taken shape, the awakening of the Holy Remains has begun, and as one of the two greatest dragon kings, it is not surprising that it had such a vision when it awakened."

Yuan Zhinu sat opposite Gu Bei, and her performance was the same as Gu Bei's.

After all, he didn't have any feelings for his homeland, and he was even the one who once led the White King's recovery plan.

Later, after finding out that she was being used, the source girl simply continued to say goodbye to the ghosts.

Now Japan should be worthy of his concern for only the source of the child, even the father Uesugi Yue and his sister Eri have to go aside a little, after all, one has never met, and the other has a long-standing grudge (although it is the source of the childish woman's unilateral grudge).

"By the way, are you Gentome or Ruri Kazama now?"

Gu Bei looked at the man opposite, and was a little uncertain for a while.

In the past, there was still a big difference between Ruri Kazama and Gen Zhinu, and every time she switched personalities, it would be extremely abrupt, and Gu Bei could clearly distinguish between the two of them.

But now...... To be honest, Gu Bei was a little confused.

After a period of treatment, the pons of the source girl has been connected by Gu Bei, and she is now in the recovery period, but the pons is connected, but the personality that has been produced will not disappear, Ruri Kazama and the source girl

They are still in this body, but now they are in a state of equilibrium because they are connected to the pons.

The man glanced at Gu Bei.

OK, Ruri Kazama.

"Anyway, that guy hasn't been out for a long time."

"If you don't mention that name, he'll sleep until he's old."

"Which one?"

"What do you say?"

「…… Origin?"

"Brother!" The man's eyes lit up suddenly, and then his gaze fell on Gu Bei, and his tone was a little lost, "Oh, it turned out to be Gu Bei, I haven't seen you for a long time."

「…… Long time no see."

"That's why I told you not to mention that name!" Ruri Kazama furrowed her brows and glared at Gu Bei.

Gu Bei shrugged his shoulders with an innocent expression.

"The distribution of elements in this city has been completely disrupted." Ruri Kazama said.

Hybrids with words tend to be sensitive to the movement of spirits, even though they are less talented than alchemists.

"yes, it's like a school of fish in a panic." Gu Bei agreed.

"It's not the most chaotic yet, it's not really awakened yet, it's just a rehearsal of the birth." Ruri Kazama said, "The birth of God is to be sacrificed to the lives of all nations."

"Don't say it so lightly, okay? Anyway, this is your hometown, isn't it?" Gu Bei picked up the black tea, which Sakurai had just brewed and brought over.

Ruri Kazama was noncommittal: "Aren't you the same, the sinking of this city may seem to you just ...... Fun?"

"Don't say what I'm talking about so cold-blooded," Gu Bei waved his hand, "I'm also trying to save this city, if the residents of Tokyo can hold out until the White King fully recovers, then of course I won't sit idly by."

"But killing the White King was your original plan," Ruri Kazama smacked her lips in a very ungraceful manner, "It's a bad taste."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"I didn't praise you."

The two of them slowly sipped the black tea in their hands, and it seemed that the situation of the landslide outside and the death of hundreds of millions of people in the whole of Tokyo had no effect on them.

"How long will it take for the relics to fully awaken?" Gu Bei asked.

This kind of thing, except for Herzog and Ruri Kazama, is probably not known to anyone - not even Gen Zhinu.

"About six hours."

Gu Bei glanced at the time: five o'clock in the morning.

The days are short and the nights are long, and Tokyo is still in darkness at five o'clock.

Six hours later, it was eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

"Wow, it's ...... noon," Gu Bei sighed, "I'm afraid I really want to perform a wave of live dragon slaying for the people of Tokyo?"

"Don't worry," Ruri Kazama said with relief, "It's the same day and night as the hell weather is right now."

Indeed, the apocalyptic weather outside, it may really be so dark that you can't see anything during the day.

Gu Bei nodded: "By the way, you give me a copy of the alchemy matrix that Herzog spoke in the underground, and by the way, mark the weak connection between the Well of Hidden Remains and the Night Food Plain."

"What's wrong?"

"Source...... The one from the Eight Snake Family is leading people to hunt all over Tokyo, so I'll find something for him to do, and the rest of the people will rush to death when they fight the boss at the end."

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with letting him die......

Despite that, Ruri Kazama still asked Sakurai Koshu to bring a pen and paper and prepare to draw the alchemy matrix.

"Wait." Gu Bei took out the drawing given to him by the humpback whale from his pocket, "Draw on this."

"Iron Dome Temple blueprints?" Ruri Kazama opened the drawing and looked at it, a little surprised, "Where did you get that?"

「…… How can you say it......" Gu Bei didn't leak the humpback whale out, but just chewed the words, "Yuan, it's wonderful."

Gotcha? Gu Bei didn't want to say more, and Ruri Kazama didn't ask much, take it

After the drawings, I compared the lines of the Shinjuku underground waterways and slowly sketched out the situation of the alchemy matrix.

The meeting room resounded with the rustle of glass falling from the wind room.

"You just said that the guy rushed to his death?" Ruri Kazama finally couldn't help but ask, "What does that mean?"

"Literally," Gu Bei said, "What, it's unexpected?"

"Why?"

"What, why?"

"Why did he send him to death?"

Gu Bei spread his hands: "How to say it, everyone has their own ideas and pursuits, and they can also pay their lives for this, although this pursuit seems too stupid to outsiders, but denying other people's pursuits is also a stupid act, but you ...... it."

Gu Bei glanced at the man: "You're Ruri Kazama now, right, shouldn't you be very happy when he dies?" After all, it's something you've been obsessed with since you were born."

"Happy?"

Ruri Kazama's eyes were fierce.

"How can you be happy! That guy killed me! Pierce the heart! Throw me into the well! That heart-rending pain! That biting cold! I can only avenge this revenge! I can only kill him!"

Ruri Kazama slapped on the coffee table, and the crystal coffee table shattered to the ground, but fortunately, Gu Bei reacted quickly and picked up his teacup before the coffee table broke.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect you to be a sick ......" Gu Bei leaned forward slightly and picked up the drawings that fell on the ground, "Don't worry, that guy is my eldest brother anyway, I won't let him die."

"Let me kill it with my own hands!"

"Yes, yes~"

Gu Bei picked up the drawing, looked at the alchemy matrix on it, and frowned.

How does it feel...... Sound familiar?

I look like I've seen it from somewhere......!

Gu Bei had a flash of inspiration and took out something from the storage ring that was about to be forgotten by him.