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As a result, not only was the Three Gorges area under great pressure, but some other areas also began releasing floodwaters, which finally alleviated the situation.
As he spoke, the director lowered his voice, "I originally thought the Dragon King was nothing special, but I didn't expect him to cause such a commotion as soon as he woke up. It seems that we still can't lose the wisdom of our ancestors!"
The bureau chief was also a member of the Zhou family, but his lineage wasn't particularly high. He was focused on politics and knew that the King of Bronze and Fire had fled to Sichuan, but he didn't expect it to cause such a huge consequence, almost turning into a natural disaster.
He wiped his forehead and looked at Nuwa. "Lord Nuwa, tell me, when can we get that Dragon King out of Sichuan? The Yangtze River is no match for the Yellow River."
The Yellow River, our mother river, can be somewhat controlled if it goes "crazy," but as for the Yangtze River, we can only shake our heads in dismay. It wasn't until the Three Gorges Project was completed that it gained some resilience against risks.
Nuwa chuckled twice and readily agreed, promising to drive the Dragon King out of China as soon as possible, preferably to America to wreak havoc on those Americans. After all, America is a vast country with a sparse population, so they probably wouldn't care about the occasional flood.
These are tests given to them by God! How can they harbor resentment?
Do you not believe in God? Are you not sincere when you worship? Have you secretly joined some cult?
In short, there is one argument that works for the American masses with their iron will.
However, Nuwa couldn't help but feel uneasy, something was wrong!
The King of Bronze and Fire does possess such power, but this was when he unleashed the world-destroying spirit, Candle Dragon, at full power. However, there was no such indication in Sichuan back then.
Rather than a world-destroying incantation, this is more like the Dragon King's instinctive altar sealing.
The thought of this possibility made Nuwa's expression turn grim.
After dealing with him for so many years, when did the Lord of Bronze and Fire acquire such abilities?
Nuwa fell into deep thought.
Chapter 177 Phoenix Cries in Qishan
Meanwhile, at an estate in Rome, Italy.
It is midnight.
Frost Gattuso pinched his brow and felt a sharp pain.
Recently, Angers has further strengthened its control over the Kassel College, leaving the Gattuso family empty-handed despite receiving large sums of money every year, much like the real estate tycoon who previously collaborated with them and made a fortune out of thin air.
Unfortunately, Kassel College is a large and well-established institution, and he has already invested too much in it, so he simply cannot and should not let go of this investment.
In addition, the news about the Dragon King from that ancient kingdom in the East is not optimistic. According to the latest intelligence, the Dragon King has disappeared into the crowd.
This is truly a terrifying thing.
And his nephew is still a worry. Every year at the Kassel College, he gets closer and closer to that scheming man from Angers, yet he hates the family's "gift," which is truly saddening.
Frost couldn't help but sigh at the thought of all these messy, important matters.
Compared to these major events, the recent financial crisis has become a "minor matter" that is merely a money-making game.
"Jingle Bell."
The doorbell rang at that moment.
Frost glanced at his watch; the hour hand had already passed the "12" mark, and a new day was about to begin.
He tapped the button in front of him, and the door opened automatically, revealing a young man who walked in with cat-like steps, moving silently.
Frost's gaze softened. "Percy, what happened?"
Parsey handed over several satellite images of Earth from above, with the portion of Sichuan, China, being completely blurry.
Frost was initially alarmed: "Is China researching some new secret weapon again?"
He knew about China's Third Front construction project. The Great Southwest was the heart of China's interior, and it was said to hold many unknown secrets.
A few years ago, his brother Pompeii Gattuso went to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to study Tantric Buddhism, supposedly hoping to find its secrets. However, apart from using the family's money to support a few more "concubines," he gained nothing else.
Percy paused for a moment, then said, "Patriarch, please look at the next picture."
Frost looked at the second picture. Compared to the first one, the second one was clearly a closer aerial view of the Sichuan Basin, with countless dark clouds obscuring the sun and precipitation prevalent throughout the entire province.
In addition, some areas even experienced minor earthquakes and forest fires, as if indicating the birth of something unusual.
Frost frowned. "This is... elemental turbulence. Is the King of Bronze and Fire hatching a dragon's body?"
He guessed that way.
Frost knew that the King of Bronze and Fire had traveled upstream along the Yangtze River to Sichuan, and that the Dragon King's "birth" would cause elemental turbulence and require the altar to be sealed.
This "birth" refers to the Dragon King hatching the dragon's body, not just that they hatched from "eggs".
However, generally speaking, the area sealed off by the altar can only be limited to the area of a city. It is very rare for an entire province to experience abnormal weather like this.
Parsi nodded silently and added, "It's just dawn in China at this time, and in the past eight hours, its rainfall has exceeded 50mm, even surpassing that of India, which is very unusual."
Frost then asked, "In the history of our family, has there ever been a time when the Dragon King awakened, and altars were sealed off for more than a province like this?"
What does Sichuan mean? It's like when the Dragon King awakens, the whole of France or Italy is enveloped by the Dragon King's domain. Frost himself still finds it hard to believe that a mere "Dragon King" could have such power.
Percy paused for a moment, recalling relevant cases in his memory. He didn't underestimate the Gattuso family, which was a short-lived family that rose to prominence during the Second Industrial Revolution under the leadership of the then-head of the family, Mr. Alpha.
However, Italy itself is not lacking in those ancient families with a history spanning thousands of years.
During its rise to power, the Gattuso family naturally coveted these long-established mixed-race families that had already declined. In the process of family expansion, they gradually swallowed up all the mixed-race families in Italy.
And by leveraging the purge of Mussolini's cronies after World War II and the influence of the Third International within the country, it successfully became a giant trust that monopolized a country.
From that point on, the Italian branch of the Secret Society became the territory of the Gattuso family, who officially ousted the Cadmus and Beowulf families and became the elders of the Secret Society.
Therefore, the Gattuso family has no shortage of records about the ancient dragon king.
After thinking for a moment, Pasi replied, "These records are not found in existing texts. The King of Bronze and Fire is too far removed from us and from Europe. Rome was only just established when the King of Bronze and Fire burned his Bronze City in Northern Europe."
Frost was somewhat disappointed, but also felt it was understandable. The family's foundation was still too weak. They had to "turn the Secret Society into their own family" in order to have a foothold in this era of great strife. Otherwise, they would only be seen as Angers' wallet.
But soon, Percy changed the subject and said, "However, according to the records of our ally in the East, the Chen family, the first time the King of Bronze and Fire manifested himself in great greatness was three thousand years ago when the phoenix cried out in Qishan."
"The phoenix sings on Mount Qi?" Frost reread the phrase in Chinese, then switched back to Italian:
“I know this story. The phoenix appeared in Guanzhong, which foreshadowed the rise of Zhou and the fall of Shang. A few years later, King Wu attacked and destroyed Shang.”
Percy nodded, and then quickly added, "According to rumors, when the phoenix cried out in Qishan, the entire area west of Xiaoshan, which is now Shaanxi Province, could see this strange phenomenon."
Frost tapped his fingers incessantly on the desk in front of him, the sound growing increasingly urgent. He would normally have dismissed this story as a worthless legend, but now he had no choice but to take it seriously.
He nodded and said, "It seems we underestimated the power of the Bronze and Fire King who has been sleeping for two thousand years." After hesitating, he was also satisfied with the Chen family. "It seems the Chen family is quite useful."
At the same time, Percy pulled a test tube from his pocket. As he did so, his golden eyes, hidden by his hair, suddenly gleamed. Ignoring this, Percy spoke to Frost:
“Master, this is a gift from another family head. He hopes that a family specialist can take this test tube with him when he goes to China.”
The dark red blood in the test tube suddenly glowed, its eerie light unsettling.
Chapter 178 The Dragon King's Blood Selling Story
Before this, the air in New York State summers was as thick as melting toffee, mixed with the pungent smell of car exhaust, gutter oil from street hot dog stands, and other biochemical odors, all crammed into this narrow street in Lower Manhattan.
Old Tang opened his eyes then. Looking at the mess in the room, he had no intention of tidying up. He yawned again, put on his shorts, and walked to his computer.
The sun was already high in the sky, close to noon.
But for Lao Tang, the day was just beginning.
He skillfully turned on his computer and opened the game StarCraft. The label "Mingming" was displayed in gray.
So Lao Tang lost interest in playing a friendly match with those whose skills were inferior to his. Only the match between him and "Mingming" was like Ximen Chuixue versus Ye Gucheng, a decisive battle at the Forbidden City, which would determine the future of the e-sports industry for the next twenty years.
As for the others, they can barely cheer for him.
After his initial disappointment, Lao Tang remembered that "Mingming" had mentioned that he wanted to take a graduation trip to Chengdu now that he had successfully entered university.
Now that I think about it, he's probably already on his way, so I probably won't have time to play games with him.
Thinking of this, Old Tang couldn't help but scratch his messy hair. He remembered what his uncle had told him before about a group of people investigating him, which made him even more puzzled.
Why would someone like him, a homeless man, be worth investigating?
When he thought of this, he unconsciously clicked on a website he frequently visited in his bookmarks, "Hunter Market".
It's quite a coincidence that Lao Tang became involved with "Hunter Market". Ten years ago, the number of Chinese netizens was still very small, but Lao Tang had already started his surfing career.
While he was chatting with the beautiful woman, this website popped up in front of him.
Back then, when Lao Tang saw the website's exquisitely designed cover, with its crystal-like crossbows and arrows, he was immediately stunned by Lao Tang's rustic background.
Then he entered this website and began his journey of defying fate.
Sometimes, Lao Tang felt that this website was like the "domineering aura" of a protagonist in a fantasy novel. Without it, he wouldn't have been able to go to the United States under those circumstances ten years ago, and even more unfortunately, he managed to get a U.S. green card.
At that time, this was considered a "good thing" that everyone envied.
It was precisely through this website that he, a person with no qualifications, no job, and no ethnicity, was able to barely make a living in this free America.
He looked at the 【NIFO】 tag on the website after it opened and felt a sense of familiarity.
Although he hasn't received a single order in the past three months...
The "Hunter Market" is like the dark web in some people's imagination, where all kinds of illegal transactions can be carried out, and you can buy anything with money.
Organs, Lolita Island, Heaven on Earth...
Everything can be bought here.
Of course, Old Tang's main goal in making a living was to be a mercenary and a tomb raider. The latter skill was very useful when he was still in China, but it seemed useless in the free country that had no historical foundation and only talked about the Civil War from more than a hundred years ago.
Therefore, Lao Tang also decisively changed careers and kept up with the times, becoming a "mercenary" or "hunter".
He was quite well-known in the "hunter" trade, and was called "Lucky Big-Headed Bear," which was his name in the "hunter market."
Unfortunately, for the past three months, Old Tang has been destitute and hasn't received a single job in the "hunter market," living entirely off his past savings.
It seems like everyone has become a good person from Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf these past few months, all of them eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, as if the wolves don't eat sheep and the sheep don't eat grass.
Old Tang starved to death so quickly.
You can't save money in the free world, he sighed silently as he looked at the balance in his bank account.
These days, no matter what kind of dragon king or blood-stained hero you are, once you come to my great America, you'll get a severe beating from the iron fist of capitalism and face the pressure of becoming homeless at any time.
Old Tang sighed and, unwilling to give up, flipped through the records of the "Hunter Market," but unfortunately, there were still not many missions he could take on.
Occasionally, when the word "organ" came up, Old Tang would frown and scroll past it. He was a college graduate who had received nine years of compulsory education. Compared to the Americans who had no sense of right and wrong and liked Native American bones under the happy education system, he still had a better sense of right and wrong.