Chapter 64: Only China, the only Country that Cannot Do This!

Soon, the plane arrived over the Neon Island.

Lu Xiao grinned.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is about to land, please fasten your seat belts!"

Hearing Lu Xiao's words, the driver's eyes trembled.

He hurriedly checked the seat belt, and after confirming that there was no problem, he stared straight ahead.

Dante also returned to his seat and fastened his seat belt.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Dante also specially tightened the seat belt as tight as possible.

Soon, Lu Xiao found an open space that could support his landing.

The clearing was relatively flat, and the trees weren't too tall.

"Sit tight!"

After saying that, he flew the plane into a dive.

The driver's eyes were wide open, and a strong sense of weightlessness swept through his mind.

"Brother! Are you sure it's okay to land like this?"

His voice was also trembling, and he was obviously extremely frightened.

At this time, he only regretted that he couldn't fly a plane, otherwise he would never let Lu Xiao, a madman, step into the cab.

The engine roared violently, accompanied by a harsh sonic boom.

Under Lu Xiao's control, the plane dropped very quickly, almost at a vertical angle.

The naughty guy in the back seat was holding on to his seat belt, his eyes blurred and he was talking to himself.

"Taitai! You came to see me again!"

"What? Are you taking me away again?"

"No! I haven't earned the money to buy a cemetery yet!"

"What? You must take one away today?"

"How about you take a look at some of my colleagues?"

Liu Guang on the side couldn't stand listening anymore.

He hit Huatou on the back of the head with a knife.

Hua Tou rolled his eyes and fainted instantly.

When Xiaoyu saw this scene, her eyes begged.

"Liuguang! Help me! I'm so scared!"

Hearing this, Liu Guang sighed.

Another blow from the hand made Xiaoyu faint.

Then Liuguang's eyes fell on Dante.

Dante was seen foaming at the mouth and seemed to have fainted.

Liu Guang was dumbfounded now.

"Who will help me? I'm so scared!"

…………

The plane landed quickly.

It's just that the posture is not so elegant.

The entire fuselage rolled over and landed on its side, with the nose also lying on the ground.

Lu Xiao unbuckled his seat belt and applauded himself.

“What a perfect flying experience!”

Lu Xiao really wasn't lying. He could indeed complete takeoffs and landings in all kinds of extremely harsh environments.

It's just that the process is a bit scary.

The driver was the first to wake up, and he made up his mind to master the driving methods of all means of transportation.

This damn lunatic must never be allowed to touch any kind of transportation in the future.

No! Not later, but now!

When Dante and the others stood on the ground again, they all burst into tears.

Hua Tou even exaggeratedly leaned forward to kiss the ground beneath his feet.

“It feels so good to be down to earth!”

Except for Lu Xiao, the other five people nodded wildly.

Dante's trembling hands could barely hold the butt of his cigarette.

He took a deep breath and then said.

"Mr. Driver, I'll leave it to you!"

The driver didn't say anything and started to deform the car.

Soon, a silver-gray van appeared.

The driver sat in the cab and held the steering wheel firmly.

"Mr. Dante! Where are we going next?"

Dante didn't say anything and got into the passenger seat.

…………

Tokyo Prefecture.

Countless vehicles pass through the bustling streets.

In a black luxury car, the craftsman sat in the back seat and said angrily with a communicator.

"The experiment didn't produce any results?"

"Yes, Mr. Craftsman, and we have lost our last consumable!"

The craftsman said angrily.

"If you run out of consumables, go to the prison to find them!"

There was silence on the other end of the communicator for a moment.

"The prison is empty of prisoners!"

"There are no more prisons in Osaka Prefecture!"

After hearing this, the craftsman just pondered for a few seconds.

"Then put ordinary criminals on my head!"

Silence fell on the other end again.

"Mr. Craftsman, I mean, there are no more prisoners!"

There was a hint of viciousness in the craftsman's eyes.

"What do you do for food? Do you still need me to give you advice on such a trivial matter?"

"There are no more prisoners, so let the Metropolitan Police arrest him for me!"

"We must get the experimental data of 297 as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The person driving the car in front was a researcher in a white coat.

"Mr. Craftsman, it's not good for us to do this!"

"The safety level of 297 should be D!"

The craftsman said nonchalantly.

"According to the prison guard regulations, D-class containment objects cannot assist in the completion of containment tasks!"

The researcher hesitated for a moment and then said.

"However, we designated a container that was supposed to be D-class as S-class, which itself violates the prison guard regulations!"

Hearing this, the craftsman's tone turned cold.

"Who knew it was Class D?"

"System?"

The researcher was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking.

The craftsman looked out the car window.

"Do you think Tokyo Prefecture is prosperous enough?"

The researcher hummed slightly.

The craftsman sighed.

"Indeed, Tokyo Prefecture is prosperous enough!"

"But Tokyo is too small, or rather, our Neon capital is too small!"

"If we could have snatched the Mirror of All-Knowing, perhaps we would have found a way out of the predicament!"

At this point, his tone was full of hatred.

"But unfortunately, not only did we not snatch it, but we also lost the puppet!"

The researcher who was driving hesitated.

"But didn't the Round Table Conference ask C03 to share the Mirror of All-Knowing?"

"Can't we also participate in the research?"

Hearing this, the craftsman sneered.

"Do you think the doctor will hand over 301 obediently?"

"Or, even if the doctor handed it over, do you think we are qualified to ask questions to the Mirror of All-Knowing?"

Hearing this, the researcher fell silent.

The doctor's words ruthlessly shattered his inner beliefs.

His voice was a little low.

"Then we still have 012-pen!"

"We can use 012 as a price in exchange, and then ask questions to the Mirror of All-Knowing!"

The craftsman snorted coldly.

"If we take out 012, then the C01 shelter with 013-parchment will definitely go crazy!"

"Then they, the Chinese nation, will grab 012 at all costs!"

"If they, the Chinese nation, get these two things, then they will have the final say in this world!"

A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Anyone can get these two items, but they, the Chinese nation, can never get them!"

The researcher was confused.

"What happened to the prisoner organization? Why did it become like this?"

As he spoke, the car drove into the garage of a luxurious villa.

"Mr. Craftsman, you are home!"

The craftsman nodded.

"Well! Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Oda!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pistol appeared in his hand.