Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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“The Regent Hotel,” Wang Anzhi said without looking away, “you must know it.”

Lu Mingfei scratched his head; of course he knew this place.

Last time, he came to this upscale hotel accompanied by his uncle, aunt, and cousin Lu Mingze.

There, he met Chen Motong, a senior from Kassel College. She played StarCraft with him and even defeated him using some unknown cheating method. She also told him the three magic weapons for confessing his love: flowers, music, and courage.

Although it turned out that this was of no use.

But Lu Mingfei was still deeply impressed by it.

It was on that occasion that he declined the invitation from Kassel College.

He asked, "Senior, is this where I'll receive my orientation?"

Wang Anzhi nodded, and Lu Mingfei fell silent.

Just then, a bell rang, and he looked towards the front row; the sound was coming from there.

Wang Anzhi casually said to the dragon girl beside him, "Junior sister, answer the phone for me."

Xia Mi glanced at her phone listlessly, then her expression changed slightly. She pressed the answer button, put the phone on speakerphone, and placed it in front of Wang Anzhi.

Wang Anzhi was somewhat surprised, and before he could think further, he was interrupted by a familiar voice coming from the phone: "Wang Anzhi, where are you now?"

The voice was very clear, reminiscent of a spring flowing from a mountain crevice, but the words carried an undisguised urgency.

He recognized the familiar voice.

She is Nuwa.

The head of the Zhou family of Xiangyang, one of the most orthodox families in China, is one of only seven elders in the orthodox lineage. In ancient times, she was even qualified to compete for the position of "Emperor" based on this status.

"I'm at Shilan, what's wrong?" Wang Anzhi glanced at the Dragon Girl beside him. Her expression was normal, and she even had a smile on her face, but she was so cold that even Lu Mingfei in the back seat didn't dare to make a sound.

"Get out of that place immediately!" Nuwa said urgently.

"What's wrong?" Wang Anzhi was taken aback. He could hear the urgency in the girl's voice on the phone, but he didn't expect it to be this urgent.

The girl's voice on the phone didn't stop; it was like a machine gun firing, recounting the entire incident in one breath:

"There is currently torrential rain on the elevated roads around that small town, and the rain is gradually spreading into the city. The elevated roads have been closed."

The girl paused, then said, "I think you know the situation, right?!"

Wang Anzhi said in a low voice, "Elemental turbulence, right?"

He glanced at the dragon girl beside him, but she turned her face away, as if she hadn't noticed Wang Anzhi's gaze.

Nuwa said, "That's right. Visible clouds are gathering around that small city, constantly pouring into it. Such sudden extreme weather often signifies the resurgence of an ancient life. And only something capable of causing such a large-scale event with such power of intervention could..."

“Dragon King,” Wang Anzhi continued, “only the Dragon King could cause such a large-scale riot, making the entire city boil over.”

“That’s right, only the Dragon King,” Nuwa said urgently, “whether by choice or by force, that place has become a palace for the Dragon King, awaiting his arrival…”

Nuwa gripped her phone tightly, her snake tail writhing on the floor, soiling her gold-embroidered dress, but she paid no heed. She was still worried about the person on the other end of the line.

"...It's all Angers' fault. This happened as soon as he came to this small town. Why doesn't he stay in his lousy school and not make any trouble? Every time he moves, it brings bloodshed."

Nuwa said this in an annoyed tone, but after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but become suspicious. Could this matter really be related to Angers?

This time, his goal was clearly aimed at that small town.

However, she didn't dwell on those thoughts and said sternly:

"In short, no matter what the situation is like over there, get out of that small town as soon as possible."

"I think it's too late now."

Wang Anzhi watched as large raindrops fell on him almost instantly, soaking his hair.

Damn, it's a convertible.

He glanced at his phone; the signal was gone. He didn't know if his last words had reached the receiver.

He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who looked completely bewildered in the back seat, and couldn't help but chuckle and tease him:

"Mingfei, you may be having an unforgettable orientation."

Chapter 60 The Three Wet Nurse Team

"Long legs, have you heard of that? The boss originally wanted to expand into China. You and I both joined the boss here."

Su Enxi rolled around on the sofa, chewing potato chips and making chewing noises. She didn't look like the "Black Gold Swan" who graduated from Harvard Business School and dominated Wall Street.

She suddenly turned over, looked at the ceiling, and said this.

"Really?" Mai Shude replied. Her nickname was "Long Legs" because, among the maids, apart from the Ice Queen and the "ordinary" girl in front of her who liked to eat potato chips, she had the best figure.

“You can ask ‘Sanwu’. Among us, she should be the one who followed ‘the boss’ the longest. She’s been by his side for twenty years.”

"Three No's" refers to zero. Her current identity is the heir of the Romanov family, and her former name was Renata, but they rarely mention that name.

Mai Shude was dressed in a black ninja outfit with a samurai sword wrapped around her waist. She sat by the window, and the air above grew increasingly gloomy. "Dark clouds press down on the city, threatening to crush it," she thought of the Chinese poem, which naturally came to mind as a Japanese woman.

"It's a pity that 'Sanwu' is currently in Moscow dealing with those people from Kassel College, and probably can't spare the time right now," Su Enxi said with a sigh.

"Yes!"

Mai stood up, walked to the sofa, and pinched Su Enxi's face hard. "Now it's just you and me."

She lifted the face of the girl in front of her, and said calmly:

"Potato Chip Girl, you don't want the boss to know you're prying into his past, do you?"

Her voice trailed off. The boss was a mysterious person who only required two things from his subordinates: "ability" and "obedience." Both of these were very difficult. "Ability" meant having skills that would rank among the best in the world. "Obedience" meant that even someone with such ability could not raise any questions and could only act according to his ideas.

Either of these two is difficult, let alone both together, and coincidentally, both of them, along with the "princess" far away, meet this requirement.

But like any boss, the "boss" they obeyed didn't like others prying into his secrets.

Su Enxi remained languid and motionless, letting Jiu Demai lift her face. Looking at the arrogant, beautiful, and alluring face in front of her, as well as her curvaceous and almost perfect figure, and then thinking of her own "ordinary" figure, she couldn't help but feel even more discouraged.

"So what if he takes it?" Su Enxi seemed unconcerned. "He can't fire us anyway."

There is no contract between them and the "boss," only an "agreement."

"Potato chips, you're getting impatient."

Mai hugged the girl in front of her and gave her a standard cheek kiss. Now, her pupils were filled with the image of the girl in front of her, and her anxiety and fear were reflected in her eyes.

"Aren't you anxious?" After a long silence, Su Enxi slowly spoke, extending a slender finger and placing it between the two of them, freeing herself from the long-legged embrace.

"the first time."

Su Enxi's voice trembled, showing none of the domineering presence she usually displayed on Wall Street.

"This is the first time the boss has drastically changed his plans. He suddenly called you all back from the United States, and there was only one day left."

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of her, Su Enxi said in a low voice, "I can even imagine the boss's furious reaction when his script is ruined."

She looked out the window when a sudden clap of thunder startled her, causing her to shrink back into the arms of another girl in front of her, her voice becoming even more subdued.

"In my eyes, the boss has always been an omnipotent figure, and I simply cannot imagine that even he would be at a loss."

Su Enxi whispered this in Jiu Demai's ear. She was the "accounting maid" in the team. In theory, she was in charge of all the affairs of their organization, while the "boss" was only responsible for the changes before and after Gao and for giving orders from above and below.

Therefore, she was the one who could best sense the changes in the "boss" before and after. The first half was the golden age of the Kaiyuan era, and the second half was the "Tianbao Restoration" after the An Lushan Rebellion.

"Potato Chips, now that you mention it, even I'm getting agitated," Mai Shude couldn't help but chuckle.

"Is there something wrong with it?" Su Enxi asked in return.

Mai Shude stroked Su Enxi's hair, her tone affectionate, "You and I are just swords. Swords only need to think about how to swing their blades and cut people; they don't need to think about so much else."

She hugged the girl in front of her tightly, saying, "You didn't actually need to come this time."

Of the two, she was the only combatant, while Su Enxi was more like a logistics personnel. If they were to actually go to the battlefield, she would simply be another burden.

“I’m afraid of losing you, afraid this is the last time we’ll see each other, even the boss…” Su Enxi was speaking when her words were suddenly interrupted by the rain that came in from outside the window.

Along with the sound of rain came a helpless sigh, its tone rising and falling.

"Ten years ago, I brought you to a higher world and started the first organization building. We had a place in the mixed-race society. Wherever we went, everything went smoothly. We truly took full advantage of the right time. That vibrant and flourishing state is still vivid in my mind."

Ten short years later, have even those of you who helped me build this empire become so disheartened?

"boss."

Both Jiu De Mai and Su Enxi looked towards the window. Outside the window, the rain had stopped falling and the rainwater was still in the air. Standing in front of the window was a black figure whose height and face were indistinct.

That's the "boss" they were talking about.

The boss's voice was low and suppressed, as if it carried a hint of a sob.

"Potato chips, long legs, are even you abandoning me now?"

They both rolled their eyes, but quickly calmed down, their earlier panic dissipating.

Su Enxi waved her hand, "Alright, boss, stop acting. You know this is impossible."

Mai Shude also said, "That's right, boss. What brings you here today?"

Even though she was used to her boss's usual behavior, she couldn't help but complain this time, "This is really bad luck!"

"There's nothing auspicious or inauspicious about it," the boss's voice returned to normal, becoming an extremely authoritative one.

“I admit that the current situation is indeed somewhat beyond my expectations, and it has almost torn my script to shreds,” he recalled the scene in front of the screening room where he stared at the man and woman.

“But everything is still under control,” he said softly, looking at Mai Shude.

“Long Legs, it’s time for you to go into Nibelungen. You have only one mission: to protect Lu Mingfei’s safety. If anything unexpected happens…” He couldn’t help but hesitate.

“I will die before Lu Mingfei,” said Mai Shude, a ninja who had long anticipated her fate.

"No," the boss said, as if he had made up his mind, looking at the man in the wine-colored robes, his face full of righteous indignation.

"Go to the man named Wang Anzhi."

Mai looked up, stunned.

Chapter 61 The dusty past

Before this.