When he came down from the top of the Sky Tree, Eriyi still held the corner of his clothes.

Lu Mingfei looked at her rain-soaked clothes with pity, thinking that he should quickly take her to a place to take a hot bath and change her clothes.

Although he wouldn't catch a cold like that due to his mixed-race constitution, in such cold weather, with wet clothes sticking to his body, he would never feel comfortable.

They walked out of the gate of the Sky Tree, and a heavy motorcycle was placed squarely in front of them.

That wild aura almost hit your face.

Lu Mingfei was startled. This arranged feeling... was really familiar.

He looked around, but couldn't find any figure, and suddenly laughed silently.

This time, he didn't resist such an arrangement at all, but instead felt a little surprised.

There is also a raincoat on the fiery red heavy motorcycle.

Lu Mingfei got on the motorcycle, reached out and pulled Eliyi onto the back seat, put the raincoat on the girl, and told the girl to sit still.

Eri put on her raincoat, her eyes sparkling with surprise. Apparently she had never been on such a wild and dangerous vehicle.

Feeling the warm little hands around his waist, Lu Mingfei's hand holding the helmet paused, then silently threw the helmet to the side, and turned the handle vigorously, the engine of the fiery red heavy motorcycle roared like thunder.

The roar.

this moment.

Lu Mingfei was sincerely grateful to the unknown man who taught him how to drive a motorcycle in his previous life and his experience as the president of the student union.

The heavy rain hit his face, painful and cold, but he was full of joy because the girl he liked was sitting in the back seat, and he was about to take the girl he liked on a long-awaited journey.

The end point will be Meiji Jingu Shrine where a grand wedding is held.

Accompanied by the sharp and harsh friction between the wheels and the ground, the fiery red car silhouette in the white exhaust gas was as sharp as a knife, cutting through tonight's storm!

They cut through the rain curtain, charged along the streets, splashed high water, and galloped like phantoms through the city immersed in the heavy rain.

Lu Mingfei's wet black hair was blown by the strong wind, like a hunting flag.

He held his head high and his chest was high, and his eyes were burning with fire-like light!

Every man dreams of such a day, right?

That day you were riding a heavy motorcycle that only real men are qualified to ride. Amidst the roar of the engine, the girl sat behind you and hugged your waist tightly. At this moment, nothing in the world could stand in front of you!

You lead your girl to break through the storm, and from then on you are invincible, killing gods and Buddhas when they stand in your way!

There is no limit to heaven and earth.

…

…

The white yacht rises and falls on the high tide.

Akira Sakurai walked onto the deck and stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the quiet sea under the night sky.

"It's so quiet." He whispered, "It turns out this is what the sea looks like at night."

"Isn't it beautiful?" The girl in a white dress stood beside him, raising her hand to lift her hair that was blown by the wind, and said with a smile.

"Yes." Sakurai Akira nodded and sighed, "We are all children living in the mountains. This country is obviously an island country, but we have hardly seen the sea."

"Today you not only have the opportunity to meet everyone, but you also have the opportunity to experience a naval battle." Mako said with a squinted smile and handed over the phone.

Sakurai Akira took the phone, and a call was already connected on the phone.

He glanced at Mako helplessly. The call was obviously connected before the girl came to him, but she didn't hand it to him until now.

Mako blinked.

"Xiao Ming, are you ready?" A familiar laughter came from the phone.

"Yes, sir!" Sakurai Akira said solemnly and lowly, "We can go to war at any time!"

"Very good, very energetic. Did you get the gift I gave you?"

"Sir, what you are referring to is..." Sakurai Akira looked at the potion in his hand.

A finger-thick air needle with a blood-red preparation in the tube.

"That's the serum. After it's injected into your body, you can experience the power of the perfect [Baqi] in advance. Guess whose blood this serum is refined from?"

Sakurai Ming's heart felt as if he was suffocating. He took a deep breath and whispered: "Could it be that your Excellency..."

"Congratulations on your wrong answer! Then, I wish you all good luck in martial arts."

Akira Sakurai put down her phone with a wry smile, feeling helpless. Sometimes this editor is really unpredictable.

He regained his composure, turned around and waved heavily.

The companions who had been prepared showed excited and ferocious smiles.

They have been waiting for this day to come, and they have been working hard in the strange world in their dreams, just so that when this day comes they will not disappoint the adults.

And now.

The day has finally arrived.

The small boat drove towards the light at the end of the sea with a white water mark.

The lights there were transparent, as if a palace were floating in the sea, and the six Xumizuo made a huge roar.

…

…

Report the depth." Zuo Bolongzhi's voice came from the earphones.

"The depth is 200 meters, everything is normal, the oxygen reserve is 95%, and the visibility is zero." Caesar replied lazily.

"Okay, continue diving. Please remember the operating procedures. Every time you dive 100 meters, suspend for 1 minute. Let the submersible fully adapt to the pressure before continuing to dive. Don't rush it."

Crow reads strictly according to the operation manual,

"Report the depth to me every 10 meters, check all the instruments every 100 meters, make a big report to me, and get my consent before continuing to dive."

Caesar curled his lips and took out a cigar wrapped in an aluminum tube from the pocket of his diving suit.

The conditions in the submersible were rudimentary, so he made do with them, biting off the butt of the cigar and lighting it with a butane lighter.

He blew out a puff of cigar smoke, took another one out of his pocket and handed it to Yuan Zhisheng, raising his eyebrows and saying, "Want one?"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned and looked at his series of operations. He thought to himself that this guy is really a playboy. He carries a cigar while carrying out important underwater missions?

He was originally going to refuse, but Caesar's tone and raised eyebrows made his heart skip a beat, as if he was being provoked, as if as long as you refuse, it means you have lost to this two hundred and fifty.

He silently took the cigar, cut off the sheath an inch, chopped off the end of the cigar, and then took Caesar's lighter.

"Oh... no wonder you all have knives." Caesar looked at him using an ancient knife to cut off the cigar butt with envy in his eyes.

Yuan Zhisheng's movements froze.

Why does this guy say he carries a knife just for smoking cigars?!

With a cigar in his mouth, Caesar moved his hands quickly on the console, adjusting the pressure values ​​of each valve and each pipe to stabilize the submersible again.

Among the three people, he was the only one who was familiar with this deep submersible. This guy studied the operation manual for several hours and turned into an experienced captain.

From the outside, this deep submersible looks like a huge monster with a length of 15 meters, but the watertight cabin for human activities is only as big as a small elevator.

According to Caesar, the water tank valves and oxygen equipment take up a lot of space.

Even this small watertight cabin is densely covered with various valves and instruments.

The three seats with aluminum alloy safety belts are almost back to back. After sitting in the chairs, they seem to be fixed on some kind of torture frame. It is not easy to move your hands and feet. If you are not careful, you will touch those painted red.

A valve with a "DANGER" warning sign.

And in this case, Yuan Zhisheng and Chu Zihang each brought a knife.

Of course, this is not something to make a fuss about. The only thing that surprised Caesar was that Chu Zihang did not bring the village rain that was passed down from his family, but another one.

This guy was originally planning to bring a pair of swords, but after seeing the watertight cabin, he had no choice but to choose one of the two.

"Chu Zihang, now release another 100 liters of gas, and we will dive another 100 meters." Caesar said.

The valve that operates the submersible to sink is in the hands of Chu Zihang. Every time Chu Zihang releases as much gas as possible, how much seawater will flow in, and the submersible will sink.

The complex work of coordinating the entire bathyscaphe was in Caesar's hands.

As competitors, the cooperation between the two can be considered a tacit understanding.

As for Yuan Zhisheng, he was assigned the work that originally belonged to Lu Mingfei.

Chu Zihang released more compressed air, and the submersible sank into deeper water.

Their ears were filled with the sounds of mechanical operation and whistling airflow.

Although the operating noise of the submersible was loud, the sound of heartbeats and each other's breathing seemed particularly clear.

"Did you know? Although humans have started the aviation age and embarked on the road to explore the stars and the sea, in fact, humans have touched less than 0.2% of the entire earth."

Chu Zihang whispered.
To be continued...