dognovel Chapter 108 The Great Attack: 'Gangmine Heavy Industries'
Chapter 108 The Great Attack: 'Gangmine Heavy Industries'
On the morning of Wednesday, May 31, three days had passed since the notice was sent to Shido.
In the courtyard of Gangfeng's house, Ming was looking at four or five express delivery boxes beside him, holding a hot cocoa in his hand, sitting leisurely on the wooden board in front of the room, basking in the sun.
Because Niya hadn't gotten up yet at this time, and Miku was attending Ryūdanji Girls' High School, the courtyard seemed very peaceful and calming.
"Oh my, I didn't expect Westcott to be so trustworthy. He really did give the [magical artifact] he promised for the ancestral grave. But then again, it's not surprising, since how could someone like him possibly have any respect for his ancestors?"
Hehe~
As he spoke, Ming jokingly took a sip of the hot cocoa in his hand, then put it down.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Ming slowly emerged from the many black magic circles that unfolded beside him, revealing five or six pairs of skeletal arms. After opening the package, they took out five artifacts that he sensed had an extremely high magical capacity.
A cross flashed in his eyes, and a flood of information about these magical artifacts rushed into his mind. As he absorbed this information, Ming's lips curled into a slight smile.
“Heh, interesting. I didn’t expect Westcott to send me such good chips…” Ming paused, his expression turning playful.
Five handicrafts were grabbed and held in front of him, suspended in mid-air. "Although they are just imitations of mythology, they are extremely successful imitations."
Light - [Spear of Longinus] (Represents: Christ)
Open the gate to the land of the dead (represented by Ireland)
Mirror - [Narcissus Moon Mirror] (Representative: Greece)
Wind - [Wings of Icarus] (Represents: Greece)
Slash - [Durantal] (Representative: United Kingdom)
Note: "The prototypes of magic crafts are all products of Western legends, so it is unlikely that they will appear in Eastern mythology. Those who are interested can check out the Magic Case Files."
As Ming intently examined the exquisite and wondrous magical artifacts before him, a complex mix of emotions welled up within him.
Although these magical items are practically useless to him in his current situation, he absolutely cannot absorb all of them.
However, at this seemingly hopeless moment, an unprecedentedly adventurous plan flashed through Ming's mind like lightning.
"Okay, there's still some time before that time."
'Ding ding ding—!'
Just as Ming was pondering, his cell phone rang in his pocket. He instinctively picked it up and answered it.
"Hey..."
Before Ming could finish speaking, a voice from Sai Xier came from the other end of the phone:
"It's been three days, Mr. Sandra Ming of Asgard, how are you doing?"
"I can't deal with the people chasing you right now, but I can secretly take care of the mastermind behind her, Mr. Edgar F. Carroll. How about that?"
When Ming heard Saishir's suggestion, his eyes narrowed. His meaning was clear: he could deal with the powerless DEM board members behind him, but they wouldn't care about those who were hunting down his side.
"Will Edgar's death be blamed on us? And who is that pursuer?" In fact, Cyril, sitting in a wheelchair at the second stronghold, had a complicated expression.
"No, as for the pursuer who's been chasing you, he's probably an old acquaintance of yours. The former second-in-command of the British SSS anti-elf forces—Minerva Liddell!"
"It really is her!"
"Looks like you're not surprised."
"It is indeed most reasonable for her to come after us."
...Ming and Saishir exchanged information.
During this time, she revealed that she had only obtained three Ashcroft units and asked Ming to help her deal with AST to obtain the [Akaguri Cat] currently on Mikie, but was directly refused without hesitation.
Suddenly, the topic of intelligence exchange came to an abrupt end. "Let's leave the simple intelligence exchange here. Tonight we plan to go to Gangfeng Heavy Industries to get the last [Alice] unit. How about we try cooperating?"
Saisir's tone was extremely sincere, but a murderous glint flashed in Ming's eyes for a moment after hearing it, but it quickly subsided.
"Sorry, I'm busy and can't get away."
"That's a real shame. I thought it would be easier to obtain [Alice]."
The call ended, and Ming sat there quietly, lost in thought.
After sitting quietly for a long time, he slowly stood up and took out a specially made cell phone from the box.
"After several years, it seems I still need to go and see my younger brother."
Ming dialed a number, and the call was answered after a few rings.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to contact me so soon after receiving it, Inflammatory beast?" A teasing male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes, Westcott, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Speaking of which, I recently heard that your company, DEM, has reached a cooperation agreement with Okamine Heavy Industries."
"Is that so? It was probably discussed by the board of directors. So what do you want to do? I don't think someone as busy as you, an 'elf,' would just have time to talk."
"Forge me an identity that allows me to attend the banquet. I need to go check out Gangfeng Heavy Industries. By the way, you should take care of Edgar as soon as possible. If he dies, I'll take the blame. You've done this quite a few times over the years anyway."
"Haha, you're still as bold as ever. But since you brought it up, I'll do as you say," Westcott laughed on the other end of the phone.
Ming hung up the phone, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
At 8:11 p.m., the afterglow of the setting sun had long since disappeared, and the night, like a huge black velvet cloth, slowly enveloped the entire city.
A luxury car was parked in front of that towering, magnificent building.
Just then, one of the car doors slowly opened, and the first thing that caught the eye was a pair of shiny leather shoes. Then, Minghe, wearing a white mask, got out of the car gracefully and walked slowly to the rear door.
"Miss, please get out of the car first," Ming said respectfully as he opened the car door.
Then, another slender, jade-like foot emerged from the car door. Miku stepped out of the car like a dazzling pearl.
After Miku stopped, she took Ming's arm. The people around them cast admiring and envious glances.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Butler~" Miku said softly, in a voice only Ming could hear, with a smile appearing on her face from time to time.
Upon entering the Gangfeng Heavy Industry building, Ming skillfully pressed the elevator button and arrived at the hall for the press conference. The indoor lights were dazzling, and music flowed through every corner.
After entering, because Miku has androgyny and Ming is not good at socializing, the two casually found a relatively secluded corner to sit down.
After sitting down, Miku leaned her head close to Akira and whispered:
"Mr. Ming...there are so many men here, Miku is a little nervous..."
"It's alright, you just need to stay put to prevent any unforeseen circumstances. We'll just sit here and watch the show. Besides, I've already used my Cognitive Barrier Domain beforehand, so no one will recognize you if you're next to me."
"Oh, I see. It's fine as long as I can sit with Mingxian."
The two sat there for a while, and the door to the conference hall was pushed open again. Ming glanced over and saw the AST members, led by Takamiya Mana, walking into the hall in formal attire.
"That's it, let the show begin," Ming murmured.