Chapter 324 - 324 324 Prelude to the Storm
Chapter 324 - 324 324 Prelude to the Storm
?Chapter 324: Chapter 324 Prelude to the Storm Chapter 324: Chapter 324 Prelude to the Storm Xyrin told me that the meeting place this time wasn’t the usual Superpower Team contact point located 300 meters underground but an obscure little restaurant on the other side of the city. Judging from her tone when she called me, I deduced that if I couldn’t show up in front of this impatient Miss within an hour, I would probably face a dire tragedy, the likes of which would make Hannibal Lecter pale—apparently, the girl had recently become addicted to torturing prototypes.
Of course, if that were the only pressure, it wouldn’t be enough to motivate me much. Xyrin has a nasty temperament, true, but she knows her limits. The key thing was the sentence she dropped just before hanging up: “Olympus has appeared.”
Under such a pressing incentive, I raced across half the city with Dingdang, our team medic and pet, in a journey of seven trillion miles, narrowly beating traffic lights and taking shortcuts past semi-trailers. The number of heads we turned on the way must have exceeded that of a couple of sleazy fat men streaking along the second ring road—you’ve all seen cars that can speed on highways, but a clunky little car covered in duct tape and with a trunk that never seemed to close speeding ahead was straight out of a horror movie.
Pfft, if it weren’t for the six-pack Proton Impact Cannon that Pandora jammed in the already full trunk, it would still close!
Anyway, when we came to a screeching halt in front of a certain tiny dumpling shop, I felt like I had regained the feeling of fluttering in the breeze on the shoulder of Little Loli Pandora. That’s when Dingdang suddenly poked its head out of my collar and said something that almost killed me: “Ah Jun, why didn’t we use the jump engine in the car? Pandora said it’s really fast…”
I wanted to stuff this after-the-fact little thing into my pocket—and then button it up!
Following the description over the phone, we easily found Xyrin tucked away in a corner of the dumpling shop—does this count as a special sense between arch-enemies?
“Why are we meeting here today?” I sat down across from Xyrin and looked around. “Is this also one of your contact points?”
I surveyed the surroundings. It was the slow time for restaurants, and there weren’t many customers in the small shop, except for a table diagonally across from us with two people dressed as waiters, seemingly chatting away on their break. It looked like an ordinary dumpling restaurant, but I knew the Superpower Team were a bunch of nerds… mysterious folks. Their contact points and underground bases were scattered across every corner of Earth like rat holes, including under a nearly bankrupt KTV’s drains and smack dab in the center of the Sahara Desert. So, if you told me this unremarkable dumpling joint was a Superpower Team contact point, I’d totally believe it—see those two chatty guys? If I fired a shot here, they would probably whip out a couple submachine guns from their pockets in a flash, and a whole flock of pigeons would erupt from the kitchen. The two waiters and I would perform an aerial ballet amidst flying bullets and feathers, elegantly drifting away in slow motion—yes, I digress.
While perusing the menu, Xyrin answered without looking up, “Because the dumplings here are delicious.”
My inner Wu Yuxin shattered to pieces.
“Did you come just to eat?”
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