December 25, 11 a.m., Port of Tokyo.

When I got out of the taxi, I was greeted by a turquoise sea made of thousands of layers of ice, and the salty and wet sea breeze blew in his face, blowing Xia Mingwei's hair.

Seagulls shed their white feathers, fishing boats littered the sea, and fishermen sweated in the sun and dragged their nets to the harbor.

In the hazy sea fog in front of the harbor, a huge passenger ship slowly emerged, its whole body color is mainly white and gold, it looks like a steel giant crawling above the deep ocean from a distance, countless chimneys expand outward tens of millions of steam, even if the huge hull is still enough to ripple on the surface of the sea, the hard side of the ship completely blocks the tide surging towards the port of Tokyo.

"This is the Xiuchuan......" said Xia Mingwei, looking at the cruise ship, by this time he had changed his face to that of a Japanese man he had seen on the street, with a wheat complexion and delicate features.

"I'm really not used to seeing your face." The ukulamine looked at him with strange eyes, "Is it necessary?" It wouldn't be nice to stay the way we were, because no one knew us anyway. ”

"Just in case." Xia Mingwei said lightly, "Senior, I'm not as strong as you, so I still have to be cautious." ”

"Well, I don't know much about your Huaxia." Ukure sighed, he was scared of Ji Lang and Xia Mingwei.

Xia Mingwei moved his eyes, glanced at the Mercedes parked next to him, and said slowly: "Senior, let's get on the boat quickly, it's eleven o'clock, and there are ten minutes to set sail." ”

"I know, I don't need to be reminded."

They walked quickly to the ticket inspectors guarding the gangway, and handed over their respective invitations, which were forged by the school's original names: Xia Mingwei and Ukure.

"Okay, I've got your invitation here." The bodyguard in a black suit bowed to them and said in English, "Please get on board, Mr. Summerway, Mr. Ukulay." ”

The ukulele nodded, stepped straight up the wide gangway, and boarded the cruise ship with Shamingway to the sound of "knock knock" steel plates.

At the same time, three figures came out of a Mercedes in the port, led by an old man wearing a noble Roman collar, next to him was a young girl in a black dress, and a young man in a black suit, their aura was by no means very comparable, just standing there was like the center of the spotlight.

"Robert," Rin Kiyotake looked up at the two figures who had climbed the gangway, "one of them has an interesting name. She teased, "His name is Shamingway, and like you, he's paying homage to Hemingway." ”

"You can hear their names from so far away?" Robert was puzzled.

Kiyotake Rin leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "It was the Yaqi Orochi who heard it, to be precise, it was my Ragnar Snake." She paused, "It's a powerful sensory that can see things in the distance and hear sounds in the distance. ”

The snake, the fourth head of the Yaki Orochi? Robert was secretly frightened, each head has a corresponding power, which also sounds too comprehensive.

"I see." He said with emotion.

Seeing that the two of them boarded the cruise ship and disappeared from view, Qingzhu Rin retracted his gaze: "The snake told me that they are sequencers, so I paid attention to it." ”

Robert's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked after a while, "Can the snake still detect the sequencers around it?" ”

"The snake used to smell the scent of the sequencer, and then it wrote it down, and as long as it has the profession sequence on it, it can smell their breath."

Robert took a deep breath, fortunately his clone would not inherit the Visionary sequence, otherwise he would have been smelled by the Wild Snake of Qingzhu Rin.

"On this occasion, you should talk to each other less." As he spoke, the sect leader handed the invitation to the staff, but before the other party could read it, he bowed directly and motioned for them to get on the boat.

The three of them walked down the gangway to the deck of the cruise ship, the two sequencers had already walked away, the leader asked them what they were talking about, and Kiyotake Rin hid something about his sequencers.

Robert stepped on the steel gangway and made a "thump" sound, like the beating of his heart, which even the tide could not suppress.

After hesitating for two seconds, before he boarded the cruise ship, he asked in a voice that only Rin Kiyotake could hear, "Why is there a sequencer here?" ”

"It should be a coincidence," Kiyotake Rin disagreed, "I guess it just so happened that the rich man also invited them, so it's not strange." ”

"Then ......" Robert paused and asked in a low voice, "what should we do?" Quietly get rid of them? ”

"It's stupid." Qingzhu Rin sighed lightly, "It's good to ignore them, we know that they are serialists, and they don't know that we are myth carriers, do they?" ”

"That's right," Robert said with a relieved look, "this is my first time meeting a sequencer, so I'm a little nervous." ”

"I can see it, so you are stupid."

"Speaking of which...... What if they find out on board that we are carriers of mythology and launch an attack on us? ”

"Then knock them with a golden rod, isn't this your forte?"

"Really?"

"Of course," Kiyotake smiled, "just kidding," she paused, "if something happens, I'll protect you, after all, you haven't fought against the Serializer." ”

Robert was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Sequencer, do you really have to go against us?" ”

"Then I'll have to ask them." Kiyotake Rin said nonchalantly.

At this moment, on the other side.

Halfmen and Ukere went up the gangway to the first deck of the cruise ship, and when they looked around, they could see that the cockpit was located below the first deck, and the captain, co-captain, sailor and other sailors sat inside.

At this time, a staff member in a suit walked up, stretched out his arms, and pointed in the direction to the right: "Please go in that direction, enter the hall on the second deck, the inaugural ceremony is about to begin, and Takushi Morikawa has prepared a place for each customer." ”

"Okay," the ukulele nodded at him, "we'll be right over." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Xia Mingwei, "Let's go, junior brother, let's go to the hall first, maybe our target is to sit inside." ”

"Okay." Undeterred, Mr. Chamingway followed the ukulele to the ceremonial venue, where the view was filled with a golden hall with glass bottles of roses and business cards on a table covered with golden tablecloths, and a crystal chandelier in the dome that shone a yellowish glow down onto the walls lined with Hawaiian coconut skin wallpaper.

The total number of people invited by Takuya Morikawa was almost a hundred people, and so many people were crowded into one hall, and it seemed that the presence of the two of them was very meager.

The staff led the two to an empty table, Xia Mingwei sat down, looked at the upper-class people who were staggering in the hall, and finally stopped at the entrance of the hall, and three figures slowly walked in, namely the sect leader, Qingzhu Rin, and his doppelganger: Robert.