Vol [Sunny Day and Tornado]

Whether it's the United Kingdom Sun, or the newspaper on Earth.

Or perhaps it's the underground Sky Rain City the sky (The Sun).

They were all very interested in the storms and torrential rains of the foggy city, a once-in-five-hundred-years event that swept across the United Kingdom, causing massive power outages due to gale-force winds and flooding that affected 600,000 people.

Waterspouts swept through all the cities along the Atlantic coast, affecting not only civilians but also warships.

The Richmond, Bulldog, and Adventurer ran aground on the Isle of Wight during such extreme weather—most people would believe it, but it's embarrassing and unpleasant to hear.

The Ironclad Warrior were blown down by a gale, and it set sail in an unmanned state. God bless England; it seemed to be protected by its ancestors. Drawn by strange ocean currents, it circled United Kingdom once and finally returned to Portsmouth Port. Most people wouldn't believe this story, but it was a source of pride and honor.

After four days and four nights of torrential rain, the sun appeared on the horizon, the last time Londoners had seen it was 188 days ago.

Everything seemed brand new.

In just four hours, amidst the ruins of Chageton Castle, verdant grass seeds took root and sprouted, their tender stems emerging from the hard bricks and stones.

Looking further north, the billboards along the Thames River are spotless. Under the scorching, warm sunlight, they shed their cool-toned filter and once again reveal the gaudy, vulgar, and flamboyant side of human society.

At the entrance of the Windsor Hotel, a sixteen-year-old doorman resigned and went home, saying that the sky had cleared and everything should move in a newer and better direction.

In the underground world, above the Sky Station, in the City of Tears, the nameless people reunited. Xue Ming had regained his male form and had been resting for the past few days.

They found a nearby inn called "Uncle Beard's Inn" and stayed in the city square of the City of Tears.

The hotel lobby was illuminated the moment the sun rose.

You might think, you might ask--

--Why can we see the sun here, which is deep underground?

This all starts with the wind tunnel structure of the City of Tears.

Its interior has forty-two passageways, with the main passageway serving as the access route to Arthur's Tower, and the other forty-one air and water passageways, all of which were completed by Arthur and Merlin working together.

These paths leading to the underworld nearly consumed the British king's entire life.

These pathways were built solely to find the Philosopher's Cup, the Holy Grail, the Holy Blood, the Holy Wine, and the Holy Communion.

On the path to immortality, forty-two paths yielded nothing.

However, on the path to civilization, along these forty-two paths, the great sage Merlin's magical tricks stole a sliver of sunlight into the underworld.

The Great Sage cast wondrous fire magic on these paths, turning sand into glass, and then rapidly deforming the molten glass under the influence of cold magic, creating the smooth paths of Rupert's Tears.

Sunlight shines through these crystal-clear, highly refractive mirrors, illuminating the City of Tears.

If the starry sky left by the BOSS at the Nine Realms Station is a magnificent sight bestowed upon humanity by the divine power of the Taowu, then...

The forty-two diamond domes of the Sky Station ensure that children born here can have normal bone development and that the air here is cleaner and more suitable for human survival.

Early in the morning, Xue Ming was awakened by the sunlight. He rolled out of bed, waking up from his state of physical and mental unity. Finding his familiar daily routine was more important than anything else.

Compared to Xue Ming's male body, the female character's daily routine is much more chaotic. Even if she eats a little too much, she will sleep later and wake up earlier, and once she wakes up, she will never be able to catch up on sleep again.

He covered his forehead and immediately went to the bathroom in his hotel room to trim his beard.

The person in the mirror still looked familiar and capable, with a reassuring gaze.

He picked up the razor, and with all four arms flying, his spirit arms and physical arms groomed his face, brushing his teeth, washing his face, trimming his beard, pouring water, holding a cup, and wiping his cheeks.

Things were done so quickly and well, it was almost like a massage for the brain.

After tidying myself up, it was time to head home.

For Xue Ming, this trip yielded neither much gain nor much loss.

To put it in detail, it's just a CNC machining center running the Eye of the Blood Wolf program again, calculating piecework based on the number of vampires, asking the BOSS for a reward, and replenishing the stock of the Universal Elixir.

Besides, his combat memories were shared with the female character, but his muscle memory was completely lost.

After all, his body has been completely transformed, and his muscle structure has probably been changed as well. It would be difficult to use this male body to imitate the combat style of a female body, nor would it be possible to achieve that kind of combat effect.

What pleased him was--

--The meteor began its transformation once again.

Although it was barely noticeable, the meteor could barely extend a cluster of spiritual threads from the palm of the hand and transform into a new Thumb.

What's this called?

Beating someone up while liking their post?

Xue Ming thought about it carefully, and suddenly the image of Meteor, with a cheerful smile, poking someone with his Thumb filled her mind.

He couldn't help but chuckle, feeling delighted. He quickly changed back into his Flash Butterfly Armor costume, woke up his companions one by one, and prepared to take the train back to the Nine Realms Station.

I picked up my bags and walked out the door.

I rang the doorbell of the room next door.

He simply reached out his hand, and before the bell even rang, Bai Qingqing immediately opened the door and rushed to hug her employer.

Xue Ming, "I'm wearing a butterfly costume. If you pounce on me like this, I'm afraid I'll bleed."

Bai Qingqing pouted, dressed as a waiter, looking like she was making a fool of herself.

"Okay! The cold-faced devil is back! You didn't think about my clothes when you kissed me, did you?"

Xue Ming barged inside on his own, intending to help Bai Qingqing pack her things.

Xiao Qi immediately got angry. Her clothes were still hanging in the room to dry, but this place never gets any sunlight, so they would sit there for days on end.

It's fine if it's a coat or a long skirt, but what if the employer sees your underwear?

It's over!

I can see everything!

Xue Ming quickly took the clothes off the hanger with all four hands, and then used a hairdryer to dry them one by one, demonstrating very high efficiency.

Xiao Qi started stammering. "You... you... you... don't touch me... I... I can do it myself."

Before she could finish speaking, Xue Ming had already packed up Xiao Qi's things and placed an order on her phone.

"Your underwear has holes, so I bought you new ones."

Xiao Qi: "Huh?"

Xue Ming: "The Pink Panther's bra has a bullet hole in the right side, and the bear underwear is already two tattered pieces. You even sewed it back together, and the stitching is very rough. I don't think you'll wear it for long."

Xiao Qi: "I know I just can't bear to buy a new one. You're frugal, so I have to save some money too."

"No, I've never been a frugal person, I'm not thrifty at all." Xue Ming immediately ran to the suitcase, rummaged through Xiao Qi's useless trash and threw it away, writing notes in the hotel's notebook, asking the cleaning lady to pick out the useful items and send them to impoverished families, "I've never said I'm frugal."

Xiao Qi followed Xue Ming as they squatted in front of the suitcase and rummaged through it. They even managed to find a hand cream that they had used once two years ago and had never opened since.

While working, Xue Ming said, "I took my sister to Hong Kong because it seemed like a good place to make money and could cover the expenses for both of us. Plus, the educational environment was good."

He pulled two antique game consoles out of the box, but they couldn't be turned on anymore. Just as he was about to throw them away, Xiao Qi immediately grabbed Xue Ming's hand. They were gifts from her teacher, and she couldn't just throw them away.

Xue Ming continued, "I sent Bailu to Hung Hom South St. Mary's School. It's an elite school, and I don't skimp on education at all. In life, if something can be solved with money, I will never waste any extra time."

Xiao Qi: "Hmm"

Xue Ming: "I'll sell anything that's unnecessary or temporarily useless. I have no plans to buy a house; I want to be a renter for life—after all, once you're dead, your property is meaningless."

Xiao Qi: "What about our children?"

Xue Ming: "If we have a child, whether it's a boy or a girl, they should learn to earn their own money. I will pass on all the skills I've learned and acquired from various sources, but I won't give them a single penny."

In that instant, Xiao Qi was shocked--

--In the past, she had vaguely sensed that her employer's views on love and family were somewhat distorted, but she never expected them to be this distorted.

Xue Ming closed the box lid and finished tidying everything up.

Finally, I spoke to Xiao Qi.

"You can spoil them however you want, but I have high standards for myself. I absolutely will not allow the people around me, the people I love most, to become lazy parasites who do nothing and live off others. If these offspring are scheming every day about how to cash in my inheritance ahead of time, I won't be able to sleep at night."

He pushed open the door and walked out. When he reached the Meteor Gate, he gave instructions to the trembling Xiao Qi.

"If you don't want to have children, that's fine, I have no objection—there are many worthwhile things to do and strive for in life, not just limited to love and family."

Xiao Qi smiled awkwardly, suddenly feeling a bit stung by her employer's cold and aloof attitude.

The Xue Ming sister I shared a passionate kiss with a few days ago, the angry roars we shared, the battles we fought alongside, the laughter and shouts we shared—it seems she has truly vanished.

Like a line from The Godfather, Jiang Xueming at this moment has truly reverted to the state of "Women and children can make mistakes, but men cannot."

The shrill doorbell startled Bu Liuxing.

He casually opened the door wearing only his underwear.

Jiang Xueming said succinctly, "Let's go."

Upon seeing his sister-in-law, Bu Liuxing immediately closed the door, looking guilty as if he were doing something wrong, afraid that Teacher San San would see this scene and misunderstand, scolding him for not upholding male virtues.

Then Xue Ming went to Robert Tang Ning's room. He thought for a long time but still didn't knock on the door—because Tang Ning's mental state was very strange.

This kid seems to have come out of it, but he hasn't. It's like he's temporarily locked all his bad mood inside the Black Jade Shining Stone, and his mental state is fluctuating wildly.

He still looked sickly, his brows furrowed whenever he saw anyone.

Especially when receiving news from the Naval Academy--

--After Jim Tang Ning Grandfather the Ironclad Warrior back to Portsmouth, there has been no further news.

It wasn't until last night that Robert told his friends about his Grandfather.

The old man was almost a hundred years old. He was conscripted by the Naval Academy, and the entire veteran crew of Prince of Wales was ordered by the Queen to return to the school as teachers.

Robert felt heavy-hearted, unsure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Because these Grandfather are too old to withstand this kind of ordeal.

However, they did indeed use a battleship that was over a hundred years old to defeat three active frigates. At the time of the engagement, the battleship, which was a full-strength ship with a crew of seven hundred, only had one hundred and forty-four men working on board.

Thinking of these cold, hard numbers, Robert's heart began to ache.

Of these four generations, Sixty-Three were active-duty soldiers and sixteen were retired veterans.

Most of them died in battles with vampires.

--But in order to cover up the truth, the cabinet completely buried the situation on the ground, refused to discuss the disaster with the [Philosopher Foundation], and fabricated a lot of fake news, so that these national heroes could not even leave their names.

The more Robert thought about it, the sadder he became.

The sadder I am, the less I can sleep.

The more I can't sleep, the more I think about it.

Trapped in a vicious cycle, during his days in the City of Tears, he had been sitting by the window, trying to see how Rupert's Tears cast sunlight onto the ground.

This morning, when he saw the sun's rays after escaping the brink of sudden death in a state of exhaustion and confusion, he finally felt a little at ease and slept for three hours.

Immediately afterwards, I felt an unusually peaceful and tranquil spiritual pressure outside the door.

He knew that his benefactor was coming to wake him up, to take him back to the Nine Realms Station, to live a different life, and to begin another chapter in his life.

Xue Ming was preparing to leave.

Robert pushed open the door and went out.

He reeked of sweat, was unkempt, and was extremely impolite.

Mr. Jiang Xueming

He spoke in broken Chinese, pausing between each word.

My wish has been fulfilled.

Jiang Xueming switched to English to communicate with Robert, telling him to relax.

"If you can't say it, you don't have to. Go take a shower and get ready to leave."

Robert immediately switched to English and asked, "Mr. Xue Ming, why did you help me? I've been thinking about this these past few days. Why did you leave the opportunity to kill Mary Stuart to me? You also have a blood feud with her, don't you? I learned from Mr. Meteor that this vixen hurt your lover."

Jiang Xueming: "That's right."

Robert then asked, "Why is that? I can feel the horror of hatred; it excites and emboldens me, it makes me ruthless, it makes me completely focused—my life has no meaning other than killing Mary Stuart with my own hands."

Jiang Xueming: "Why? What do you mean? Ask me more clearly."

Robert explained, "Why can you control this desire for revenge? I believe you are by no means a cold-blooded person; you are almost the warmest and most passionate person I have ever met—like Uncle Winston, you and he have only met me once—and you immediately wanted to help me fulfill my wish. I just thought..."

In an instant, Little Robert., the crybaby, started crying again.

"I was just thinking of trying my luck, following the directions on the ticket. During my metamorphosis, I fell into a deep sleep, and Uncle Winston was there guarding my door, even though I scolded him for not knowing how to drive, for not even putting the handbrake out when starting the car—I was furious then, only thinking about revenge. But Uncle Winston still protected me, keeping watch until dawn without leaving—"

"And you, Mr. Jiang Xueming, you only heard about me through hearsay, from the meteor. You immediately wanted me to wake up and do what I could, to kill the vampire with my own body. Without you, I couldn't have done it, I couldn't have cleared the sky."

Jiang Xueming: "Well done!"

In an instant, Robert Tang Ning began to wail.

He was one year older than Meteor, just one year older.

He spoke while crying.

"I really miss Masha, I really, really miss her. I miss her so much—so many memories, so many precious things. I only said a few words to Mr. Shooting Star, and he understood immediately, and immediately pierced my heart with his scalding tears."

He wiped away his tears as he continued talking to Xue Ming.

"There are many things I only realized after the fact, many mistakes I made, and it took me a long time to reflect on them—Mr. Xue Ming, I can't sleep at night, and I start thinking about you, about your relationship with 9527. You must always be vigilant and would never let your lover get hurt."

He took money out of his clothes, then HC, and finally even took off the black jade pendant around his neck.

"Mr. Meteor told me about you. You doted on this waitress, and you would probably be heartbroken if she had a nosebleed from a fever. This arm was chopped off by villains, and your important wedding ring fell into the hands of a witch. You must be furious, but you know very well that anger is useless. Only by killing the enemy can you get justice."

He handed over all his possessions.

"To put Mary's head under my gun and let me complete the ritual of revenge—I have no way to repay such a great favor, Mr. Xue Ming. You might as well accept my brilliance stone and [HELLCAT], or at least money."

"I won't accept it," Jiang Xueming interrupted. "I won't accept this kind of reward— Robert Tang Ning, you're two years younger than me, but I feel like there's a difference of more than twenty years between us. Do you have any ideas?"

Robert immediately said, "Perhaps Mr. Xue Ming, you are simply too mature."

"No, no! No, no, no!" Jiang Xueming shook his head, pushing these material possessions back. "You're practically living in your past life. You're not dead yet, you haven't been reincarnated into your mother's womb, you're still a decrepit old man. Are you waiting to die?"

Meteor changed her clothes and rushed to Xue Ming's side.

He stumbled upon Robert Tang Ning with tears streaming down his face and was suddenly infected by that intense Inspiration Pressure.

Just like how a kindergarten child starts crying, a toddler in the youngest class starts missing their mother.

Jiang Xueming didn't have a good look on his face; every word he uttered to Tang Ning was like a bullet.

"Money! Money is so wonderful! Money can buy time, it can buy a body, it can buy a soul—why are you using money to insult me? Why? What have I done to wrong you? Robert —you know I used to be very short of money because my most important family member needed money for medical treatment. To get money, I did anything except break the law and harm others, because family is so important. Money is just a tool. When did it become something to buy our feelings? A formal item used as collateral? What use do I have for these things from you?"

Xue Ming crossed her arms and placed her index finger directly on Robert's nose.

"Are you deluded into thinking that these items can bring you peace of mind? That they can buy my help? Did I kick Mary Stuart's head at you for these things?"

"Of course not!" Jason Megan poked his head out of the room. After the Special Task Force training, he wasn't exactly transformed, but his entire demeanor had become sharper. "Kid, this guy is strange. He's a pure human supremacist—nothing is more important than people. If he's helping you, he probably just wants you to be better, not expecting anything in return. This isn't a transaction; it's moral bullying. It's like seeing a dirty house and immediately wanting to clean it. It's the same principle."

"I'm leaving." After saying this, Jiang Xueming passed by Jason Megan, gently patted the Roman man's cheek, and smiled knowingly, "Thank you."

Jason raised an eyebrow. "You're welcome. I've seen your combat record; you were really something back then."

Xue Ming braked suddenly, backed up in front of Jason, and then took off his gloves.

He gave Jason a crisp slap with his gloved hand.

Xiaoqi was laughing wildly, "Haha ...

On the train back --

Xue Ming leaned against the window, scribbling in his journal with his other hand.

Meteor was catching up on sleep, his head nestled in Jessica's arms, his face peaceful as he slept, much like Jonathan Joestar cuddling DIO.

The blonde woman in his arms grinned, preparing to use her tongue to control her brain and jump onto the table to take a bite of the sweet melon. Initially, she was quite grumpy, yelling at the flight attendant, "Give me the food! Serve it to me politely like an international flight attendant!"

The flight attendant, as if she had seen a ghost, immediately fled back to the lounge and dared not open the door again.

Xiao Qi wrapped her arms around Xue Ming's waist. The sharp lines on this man's body couldn't compare to the passionate chainmail she had hastily purchased in the City of Tears, like a king in a hurry.

She tried her best to control her impulse and not press her head against her employer's warm chest, lest the rifling grooves on her face leave rank marks.

Then look at Teacher 3301. She's holding a plastic box of fruit, squatting next to Meteor, staring blankly into space. No matter how many times Jessica calls her, she can't hear her.

Jason embraced the little waitress Katusha, and the two huddled together in the cold Northern Territory. But it was only in his sleep—

Jason finally pronounced the waiter's name correctly.

"Wendy Katusha."

-- Even pronouncing half of it correctly is still correct.

Finally, there's Tang Ning—

He asked Mr. Xue Ming how to forget someone he deeply loved.

Xue Ming didn't know the answer; perhaps everyone had a different answer in their heart.

So he took out a cassette tape from his backpack.

It's <<Ye Huimei>> -- it's both old-fashioned and avant-garde.

There's a song called "<Sunny Day>" in it. Robert doesn't understand Chinese very well, so maybe he can find the answer in this song.

Robert put on his headphones, and as he listened, his tears flowed more and more.

--Because <Sunny Day> and Masha can never exist at the same time.

The little Earth Dragon girl snatched one of the earphones and stuck it near the skin of the square-boned earlobe.

Anna could understand Chinese, so she took out the cassette tape and put in another one, <JAY>—the music in her headphones immediately changed to <Tornado>, which stirred up rain clouds.

It's the scenery along the way, not the final destination.

The story continues, it doesn't end.

--It was unknowing, it was belated realization.