Chapter 296 The Dark Side King
A passionate and loud whistle sounded on the platform, and another train set off like a dragon, roaring away from Moscow. It will cross the vast plains along the world's longest Trans-Siberian Railway to its final destination in Vladivostok.
Lu Mingfei and the others were traveling in Alexander Bunin's exclusive carriage, which was pulled out of the warehouse by the staff of Moscow Railway Station. Although the exterior looks retro and black, its body is made of Soviet Union steel that can block direct artillery shells - a Soviet-era special train from Bunin's collection. The leaders of that time took such trains across the vast country. .
Its interior is equally luxurious, with exquisite walnut wood furniture and ancient Roman-style luxurious living facilities. It is not an exaggeration to call it a mobile palace.
On the morning after the dinner, Lu Mingfei started his new trip without stopping - he accepted Bunin's deal and went with Bunin to a certain coordinate location in northern Siberia. And judging from the map, the place they were going to was not too far away from the coordinates of the suspected Black Swan Port.
"Where are we going? What's there?"
"Novosibirsk City No. 023, there is the 'Golden Holy Serum' that can save my daughter."
It wasn't until the train started that Bunin's uneasiness faded a little. After yesterday's dinner, he even stayed directly at the Elizabeth Palace. Fingel praised the old man for making the right decision. In the movie, there might have been an accidental death like a car accident or explosion halfway through the movie and Bunin would have died.
Golden holy liquid? Chu Tianjiao, Fengel and the other three looked at each other in confusion. This thing sounded bluffing and the style of painting didn't quite match them. It was like a golden apple or a fountain of youth that only appeared in stories and legends.
Bunin quickly continued to explain:
"Besides engaging in the military trade business, my most important task is to host the auction held every four years for the boss behind the scenes. Those who are eligible to participate in the auction are members of our 'communication circle', and some may be in my The last spokesperson has already joined, and there are also new members who have been identified by me and invited to join with the permission of the boss. They are either rich or powerful, or both."
"The goods auctioned there are the 'golden holy liquid', and members of the circle will spend tens of millions or even one or two billion in money or resources to compete for them."
"Having repeat customers who don't cause trouble means that this thing is really effective. So what is its effect? Cure all diseases? Immortality?" Chu Tianjiao asked.
"Maybe it's both. There are several members in the circle who participated in the Soviet Patriotic War. They should be old and dying on crutches, but every time they hold a banquet or participate in an auction, they look like young people. He looked exuberant, drank bottles of vodka, danced ballroom dancing with a beautiful girl in her early twenties, and then..."
"It would be inappropriate for children to say any more! We have lesbians here!" Fingel interrupted Bunin pretending to be serious.
"... During my time as an agent and auctioneer, every auction was held in City 023. The golden holy liquid should come from deep within the city or underground... there must be a place where it is produced. ," Bunin's face showed the determination and ferocity of a desperado, "As long as I can save my daughter before I die, I am willing to pay any price!"
According to him, his daughter, like her mother, suffers from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), in which motor neurons are damaged and the muscles in the limbs, trunk, chest and abdomen gradually become weak, atrophic, paralyzed, and finally develop... Eighty percent of patients with respiratory failure do not survive five years after developing symptoms, and current medical technology cannot cure this disease.
"How many cities with numbers like this are there in Siberia? Is there anything special about city No. 023?" Lu Mingfei asked.
Bunin adjusted his emotions and continued to tell the information that should have been sealed in the confidential files of the Russian Ministry of Defense:
"Perhaps there are more than twenty. Their population size is generally between 10,000 and 30,000. They were assigned different functions during the Soviet era. Some were military fortresses, some were strategic rear warehouses, but most were military research bases. , some want to build aircraft carriers that can fly, some want to build nuclear-powered bombers, or new laser tanks, anti-matter annihilation missiles... For a while, I was like a tomb robber, going to these abandoned cities to dig out the secrets inside. Treasure. Although it is a completely immature technology, there are always customers who want it, such as the Russian Ministry of Defense, which is unable to research but wants to seal it so that it does not fall into the hands of other countries."
“But the most mysterious ones are the three great thrones of Novosibirsk. Their existence is like three mysteries floating in the wind and snow of Siberia.”
"That name sounds pretty average." Fingel commented, and Zero gave him a complaining look to stop him from interrupting.
"Compared with other military projects, the research projects of the three major gods are incredible, namely the super soldier project, the immortality project and the 'God Research Institute'."
"The last one... are you studying gods in this red land where monsters, ghosts, and snake gods were once killed by sickles and hammers?" Zero asked his own question.
"Yes, if a group of atheists study God seriously, then they should have found proof of the existence of God." Bunin looked a little mysterious, "The three major divine thrones must really exist. For example, City 023 is the site of the immortality project. Base, those golden holy liquids auctioned are the best proof. I originally planned to wait until the next auction and then use my own assets to fight for one..."
"Thank you very much for everything you told us candidly. I think it is necessary to have a meeting with my brothers. Can you avoid it for a little bit?" Lu Mingfei gave Bunin a friendly smile.
"...Of course, of course." Bunin was stunned for a moment, but then he stood up and raised his mink hat in salute, "I will go to the box next door to prepare breakfast for you. Please feel free to tell me if you have anything."
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"What do you think?" Lu Mingfei looked at everyone in the carriage.
"I'll go first." Fingel raised his hand first and became the first spokesperson for this brainstorming. "First of all, you can't believe everything this old guy says, and he himself said that he would do anything for his daughter. Maybe This train is just a trap to trick us into a trap, drag us to a shady place, sell us, and collect the reward from his boss.”
"As for the three major projects that are so awesome, there is nothing mysterious about them. They are clearly genetic projects based on dragons. The Soviets probably found the body of a dragon and used it to dig it out. The captain of the Soviet Union and the elixir of life, for example, the golden holy liquid of Laoshizi is probably some kind of dragon serum. If it were to be in the previous state of the alchemist sergeant of our battle group, the product would be much purer!" Fingel said with a look on his face! pride.
"Your speech will make people think that you and your war group are engaged in an industry that will be harmonized if you speak out." Zero said coldly.
"Compared with the project itself, what I value more is the character who secretly took over the project and produced something behind the scenes," Chu Tianjiao, who had been just listening, said, "Maybe he is a dragon."
Lu Mingfei nodded. If everything Bunin said was true, then he could be sure that the person who dropped the gasoline bomb and called him was the same alien as the person in charge behind it.
"In view of the super special example of your battle group, not all dragon kings will rush to retaliate against humans immediately after waking up; they themselves are highly intelligent creatures, and they can lurk inside the world and human society to observe us hybrids ...Then it’s not impossible to control business behind the scenes, right? It’s like a king hiding in the dark side of the world.”
"According to what you said, uncle, if you use the ability of the Dragon King to infiltrate the five permanent members of the United Nations and one of them infiltrate the leadership, wouldn't it be over? One day the White House or the Pentagon will directly drop two nuclear bombs on our college, and the plot will be over. He's heading towards the X-Men!" Fingel looked horrified.
"Um...it's not that extremely political? Just like your family likes to play games. Maybe a dragon king will fall in love with a human, have a dance with him, and then drop a nuclear bomb on our heads. ?At least we still have time."
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Xia Mi suddenly sneezed.
"What's wrong, did you catch a cold?"
"No, my nose suddenly felt a little itchy. Sister, let's go to the front and have a look. There seems to be beautiful clothes." Xia Mi smiled brightly and happily hugged the arm of the beautiful woman next to him and walked forward.
Chu Zihang looked at the backs of the two women in front of him, with a look of despair and uneasiness at the same time. The thin Xiawang didn't know his mental activities. He held him obediently with one hand, biting a bag of potato chips in his mouth, and skillfully tore open the package with the other hand.
His current mood... was like being in school one day and suddenly seeing his mother in horror talking and laughing with the class teacher while searching for his child's seat in the class - this alone is troublesome enough. If the position is at the back, there will be a lot of nagging questions, whether it was because of contradicting the teacher/naughty/poor grades/being given up by the teacher.
Chu Zihang has never experienced this feeling, because he has always been a top student and sat in the front row. He heard other people say it - but now he has experienced it, the feeling of fear and uneasiness after hiding a bad transcript. .
His mother really came to Chicago, and on her way to Kassel College to find her son, she ran into herself and Xia Mi buying potato chips for Xia Wang at a convenience store.