Shadow of the Beautiful World

At the gate of Kennedy International Airport, Dupont, wearing a suit, was leaning against his taxi.

He was eating a hot dog. While looking at the passengers walking out of the airport with the eyes of an old taxi driver, he was thinking about how much money he could earn by running a taxi this week.

The tragedy is that, after calculations and calculations, Du Pengde found that not only did he not make any money, but he had to pay for it instead.

It's not that Du Pengde didn't work hard enough in his personal work, he really put his heart into running the taxi.

The problem is that his car is different from other taxis.

Just the special oil you need to use, the daily energy blocks, plus the weekly appearance maintenance, and the wear and tear costs, my God, if I really relied on me to run taxis to make money to support you, I would have gone bankrupt.

The guy finished his hot dog and patted the door of his taxi. He complained:

You are really good at spending money.

You are a poor man, Dubender, and I regret choosing you as a knight.

You don't even have the money to change my upholstery! I've had enough, look how nice Chas is to Spectre, just changed her to a set of leather seats and crystal trim the other day, I I want it too!

After Dupont got into the car, Noise made a mocking sound from the speaker while automatically fastening Dupont's seat belt.

This guy lives up to his name, with a sharp and noisy voice, as if he is accompanied by heavy metal music in the background all the time.

It's useless to regret.

Dupont didn't care, he reached out to pick up his sunglasses from the driver's seat, put them on his face, and said to his taxi:

Chas is a nerd, he already regards 'Ghost' as his girlfriend, should I also regard you as his girlfriend?

What the hell... what's so good about leather seats? Don't you think you're a taxi with the addition of leather seats?

I can change my shape!

The noise retorted dissatisfiedly:

I'm a noble and powerful Cybertron warrior. I can change into a cool sports car, just like the jazz instructor. You won't let me change it! You poor ghost.

It's Gita who won't let you change! It's not me!

Dubender was also full of complaints. He said:

That woman is out of her mind. She said that a man who drives a luxury car will become a philanderer... I really admire it. When I was driving a taxi before, she always expected me to pick her up in a luxury car!

Hehe, you have said so much, but you still can't cover up your poor nature.

Noise ruthlessly sarcastically said:

If you continue to be so poor, I will change the knight's name one day, and just find a rich man to be my knight.

At that time, I can have whatever accessories I want, and I can have whatever flavor of engine oil I want to drink. Have fun!

Stop talking nonsense, there are guests coming!

Dupont couldn't argue with his car, he looked out the window guiltily, and saw two soldiers in military uniforms carrying bags, coming out of the airport, and walking towards his car.

Oh, a guest is here, what song do you want to play?

The noise also became excited, and after a while, a cheerful Indian folk song sounded in the car, and the two soldiers who were about to ride in the car also froze for a moment, as if they hesitated.

I said, Russo, I'm already out of that goddamn place, why can I hear that goddamn music in New York?

Frank Cassel, who had just retired from the Afghan battlefield and still had a soldier's hairstyle, turned his head to look at his best friend. The handsome boy Billy Russo was too busy chatting up the long-legged lady beside him, and had no time to talk to Frank.

We should probably get another car...

After staying in Central Asia for almost 10 years, Frank was really tired of the music there.

Seeing that the guests were about to leave, Du Pengde hurriedly winked at the noise, and the next moment, the cheerful Indian folk song immediately turned into a lyrical song, and the content of the lyrics was still the kind that welcomes a wanderer home.

That's right!

Frank laughed and opened the car door, throwing his package on the back seat.

Behind him, his good friend Russo had already hooked up with the young lady whom he had known for less than 3 minutes. The handsome soldier put his arms around the young lady's slender waist, winked at Frank, and then turned around. left.

Well, I've held it in for too long, and it's time to release it.

Guest, where are you going?

While Dupont pretended to start the car himself, it was actually Noise who started it himself.

In short, this unique taxi slid into the road in a very smooth manner. The driver looked at the soldier in the rearview mirror and said:

Did you just come back from the front? Going home now?

Yes, go home, I've had enough on the battlefield, ten years, I won't go to the battlefield again.

Frank leaned back in the comfortable seat, and he turned his head to look at the city outside the window, which was no different from the last time he came back.

He said to Dubender:

Go to Queens, there's a school there bro, if you can drop me there before my son gets out of school, I'll give you an extra $10.

Okay, sit still.

Du Pengde laughed, and the car accelerated immediately, but the two people in the car didn't feel any bumps.

Well, the suspension system of the Cybertronian is awesome!

etc.

Dupont's expression became strange, and he asked:

You went out for ten years, and then your son went to elementary school?

What are you thinking, bastard!

Frank slammed the driver's seat with a smile and said:

I go home once a year, but this time I really went home... Alas, it's a pity that I can't contact Merlin anymore. I have always wanted to buy him a drink, and I don't know where the brave man is now .”

Merlin?

Hearing the familiar name, Du Pengde looked back at the soldier behind him with a strange expression, and the noise detection system was also quietly activated at this moment.

A moment later, the noise said to Dupont through his dark glasses:

It shouldn't be the 'Merlin' we know. This guy is just an ordinary person. Well, he is very strong, but he is still an ordinary person. He should not have any intersection with Chief Merlin.

All right.

Du Pengde nodded. This taxi driver has been a secret agent for several years. Although he is doing logistics work, he now looks like a secret agent.

Well, his luck is still as good as before when driving, green lights all the way.

Finally, the soldier was sent to the destination before school was over.

Frank also gave Dupont an extra tip of 10 yuan as agreed.

Dupont leaned against the car window and watched Frank rushing towards the kindergarten. He saw Frank hugging a blond woman, a teenage girl, and a young child.

The soldier with a gentle face kept kissing the children's faces.

Under the sun, the scene of this family is simply too warm and healing.

Happy guy.

Dupont rolled up the window and said:

Maybe I will be so happy, and have a few children with Geeta...

Don't think about it, if you continue to be so poor, your wife will definitely leave you!

The murmur screamed:

Others have a handsome car that can transform, and they will definitely become superheroes. You have me, but you are still running a taxi... You are really hopeless, Dupont.

Hehe, whatever you say.

Dupont turned the steering wheel in dissatisfaction, and said:

But I know, you actually like this kind of life too... You are so arrogant.

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The kids are so cute...

On the street not far from the school after school, in the window seat of the famous local snack bar, Mick's Restaurant, the famous biologist Vivienne Graham looked at the noisy children outside the window, Her eyes were full of tenderness and anticipation.

Merlin, who was sitting across from her, was concentrating on his own pizza. Old Stan was getting better and better. This pizza was delicious.

He didn't look up, so naturally he didn't see the retired soldier Frank Casol who was picking up the child home. These two people who had a relationship before passed by again.

How are you and Serizawa?

While cutting the pizza, Merlin stared at the ring on Vivienne's finger, and said in a friend's tone:

When are you going to get married?

We are not married.

Vivienne said calmly:

It's just a ceremony, the teacher doesn't care about that, and I don't care...

However, we have already made a retirement plan. In a few years, we will move to Hawaii, where I have already bought a house.

Hawaii is not a good place to live long-term.

Merlin says:

There are too many tourists there and it's very noisy. Maybe you want a quieter place. I just know a few places in Europe. If you need them, I can contact you. I heard there are castles for sale there.

Let's talk about it, that's for later.

Vivian sighed, and she said to Merlin:

Persuading the mentor to retire is not an easy thing to do. He dedicated his life to those ancient Titans, and he plans to continue working.

Actually, occasionally I also feel that it's good for the two of us to live on Skull Island. There is no competition there, and the tribe there treats friends well. Except that there is no supermarket and you can't go shopping, everything is fine.

Well, speaking of Skull Island...

Merlin picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Vivian:

You asked me out today, and the things you want to talk about have to do with that place, right?

Yes.

Vivienne and Merlin have been old friends for many years, and she didn't hide her purpose, she said directly:

These news must not be hidden from you. In short, some biologists in the Emperor's organization have made a proposal.

According to our observations over the years, the kong race should have been extinct. Even in the mysterious underground hollow world, our exploration instruments have not found any species similar to kong.

It is the last orphan of its kind, and if we don't act, kong will be the last king.

Vivian's beautiful eyes blinked, and she said to Merlin:

And didn't you also say before that Kong is the only creature among all the ancient Titans discovered so far that can coexist peacefully with humans?

So we plan to intervene in the continuation of Kong's race.

Using kong's genes to clone a female orangutan?

Merlin picked up a piece of beef with a toothpick, and while chewing, he said:

That doesn't sound like a good idea.

There is no problem at the technical level.

Vivienne persuaded:

We invited Dr. Reed to join the project, and he's quite interested.

Reed?

Merlin shook his head:

Even if this guy returns to Earth, he will be restless, but his intelligence is indeed amazing.

But Vivienne, you have to know, what I'm worried about is not technical issues, but whether you can control the direction of this plan...

Let's not talk about whether Kong will accept this kind of artificially made kind, just talk about its larvae, where are you going to raise it? A Skull Island can't support the three-headed King Kong.

And the most important question, what if someone wants to interfere? What if someone turns kong or its larvae into biological weapons through your research?

If this method of intervention is successful this time, will you give the terrifying Godzilla another artificial breeding next time?

Merlin sighed and said:

These are questions, and I think they're more difficult than the outcome of this bold proposal.

The mentor also raised these issues, and he didn't quite agree with this proposal, but... But should we just watch it go extinct?

Vivienne couldn't bear to say:

Seeing an ancient miracle come to an end in this era?

It's sure to outlive you, Vivienne. Besides, maybe letting it go extinct is the best way.

Merlin said slightly coldly:

Natural evolution, survival of the fittest, we should not get involved...

Life can always find a way, no matter how difficult it is, if Kong's race should continue, then it will naturally find a way to continue. If it can't find it, it means...

Merlin shrugged.

You should know what I mean.

What's more, Vivienne, you know, in my opinion, these ancient Titans are the unsettling factors of this world, you should have not forgotten the thing we discovered in Antarctica...

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like life that can be born in a natural environment.

So, sorry, I cannot agree with your proposal. I also don't think the staff of the World Security Council, who is in charge of the Emperor's plan, will agree with your plan. The risk is too great.

Merlin said to the biologist seriously:

The purpose of the Emperor's organization is to find and observe the ancient Titans, not to intervene rashly.

Those giant beasts have been hiding on the earth for thousands of years. They have their rules and their order, and I don't want this order to be broken.

Hopefully this will not affect our relationship.

I mean, if you and Serizawa change your mind about having a wedding, don't forget to send me an invitation.

Alas, the persuasion plan failed again.

Vivian was not very depressed, she looked at Merlin angrily, after a while, she picked up the menu again, ordered a lot of dishes frantically, and said to Merlin:

This meal, you treat me.

Merlin shrugged and said:

Okay, no problem, but you ordered so much, can you finish it?