Chapter 88 Subway Dragon
That mysterious subway station entrance is most likely the Nibelungen. What if it is Xia Mi’s Nibelungen?

But this thing is not a park without a gate, you can enter it as you like. If there really is a Nibelung, even if he stands at the gate, he has to see if the owner inside is willing to invite him in.

He was a little confused. What would happen if he tried it himself?
Zhang Baiqing looked at Xia Mi who was shopping with her arm around Eri's arm, and was somewhat puzzled as to what she was thinking.

No, what if Xia Mi thought she already knew that she was the Dragon King? Then she must know that the Nibelungen belonged to her.

If I don't go, maybe it means I know everything?
Was this a test to see if he really understood her situation?
In that case, she could go for a visit. After all, the final decision of whether Nibelungen opens its doors is hers.

"Zhang Baiqing, try this!"

Eri held up the note.

Zhang Baiqing came forward. They were looking at Vacheron Constantin watches. Eri had already selected a classic men's quartz mechanical watch for Uesugi Yue.

The watch she chose for Zhang Baiqing was more exquisite and beautiful. After he put it on, he felt that it looked fine. Seeing that he had no objection, she continued to choose watches for his two brothers Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu.

Yuan Zhisheng was fine, but Yuan Zhinu's brother who looked like a girl really gave her a headache.

Xia Mi asked her, "What are you hesitating about?"

After Uesugi Yue's translation, Xia Mi learned that Eri had a brother who looked a bit feminine.

"Then buy a few more and let him choose when the time comes."

"But won't this seem like a lack of thoughtfulness?"

"You are siblings, not some other relationship that needs to be carefully maintained. You can tell your brother that I really don't know what he likes, so I bought a few more styles."

"..."

Uesugi Yue acted as the translator for the two of them, and after the translation was completed he had to use his bank card to pay the bill.

Just like two nannies and housekeepers.

But Uesugi Yue didn't think there was any problem at all. One was his daughter, and the other was the man who could save his daughter.

Zhang Baiqing followed the three people leisurely, thinking about the meaning of what Xia Mi said to him in the subway station.

After he and Uesugi Yue unknowingly carried more and more bags, he figured it out.

Xia Mi can't kill herself, right?

After shopping, Xia Mi did not go back to the suburbs with them. She had classes early the next morning, and she could sleep for more than an hour after rushing back from the suburbs.

After taking Metro Line 1, the three returned to the parking lot and drove back.

"Are you going back to Japan tomorrow?"

Zhang Baiqing asked Uesugi Yue.

"That's right." Uesugi Yue nodded and said, "It's been five days since I came out. If I don't go back, Eri's bloodline might get out of control."

"You guys can go back tomorrow. I have some things to do here. I'll go to Japan in two days."

"Okay, after Eri's blood is replaced, we need to observe the effect for a while. Where are you going to send her then? Send her back to China?"

"Where else can we send her to? Apart from Tokyo, Japan, I am familiar with two places, Chicago in the United States and China. If you think there are other places that are safe, you can make your own arrangements. After all, I can't always watch over Eri."

"Forget about that. The France I'm familiar with was almost a century ago. You should make the arrangements."

Eri didn't understand the Chinese they were speaking, so she held up the note and said, "What are you talking about? How can I know?"

Uesugi Yue said to her: "Zhang Baiqing has something to do here, we will go back tomorrow to give you a blood transfusion."

"I understand." Eri nodded.

The next day, after sending Sugikoshi and Eri on the plane, Zhang Baiqing turned around and took out a bus card to start using the first and loop lines.

But what puzzled him was that after swiping the card once, it did not turn gold, nor did it open the train to the hidden station.

He searched for what Xia Mi said on the Internet, and found a post called "Hidden Legends of Beijing Subway". Some of the replies in the post were exactly the same as what Xia Mi said...

It is even more complete: the starting station of Line 1 is Pingguoyuan Station on Platform 103, and the previous 102 is Fushouling Station, and 101 is Gaojing Station. These two are former military stations, and there are two more stations before that, Heishitou Station and Sanjiadian Station, which go directly to Xishan Military Base...

Zhang Baiqing: …

"So Xia Mi was really playing a joke on me with this urban legend?"

He suddenly felt a little confused.

There is one last subway train at night. If he still doesn’t get anything, he will go to Japan tomorrow.

He walked in, and after the last train stopped at the terminal, he went into the toilet, activated the dark light and hid.

In the shadows, he watched the workers mop the floors, wipe the elevators and billboards, and finally the subway station was empty and the lights were turned off.

The Nibelung will not suddenly enter the present world, it must comply with its rules.

After waiting patiently for an hour, I began to feel the ground shaking slightly, as if the subway was approaching inch by inch along the track.

"Did they really open the door? Did they notice me as a visitor, or is this a fixed rule for opening doors?"

Zhang Baiqing muttered.

Given the discussions among netizens, it is very likely that this subway train has appeared in front of people. The Nibelungen will not open its doors easily unless it is set at a certain time to open the doors.

As the sound and vibration got closer, he saw an old subway car parked on the platform. The style of the car looked like it was from forty or fifty years ago and was square. However, the new subway cars in the past ten years have had their appearance modified to suit modern aesthetics.

The subway door opened, and Zhang Baiqing walked in lightly. He was the only one in the empty subway. No, he was still in optical invisibility, so it could be said that there was no one on this subway.

The subway continued along the way, passing Station 102, Station 101, and finally stopped at a deserted platform.

In the darkness, Zhang Baiqing saw the platform number.

100 stations.

He realized that the netizen's post was not correct, but it was not completely wrong either.

The Platform 102 and Platform 101 he had seen before were most likely fake, but it cannot be said that they were fake. It can only be said that the Nibelungen had infiltrated reality and replicated the modeling of the real world.

He got off the car carefully and walked along the tracks in front of the car.

The track has not reached the end yet, it just stopped here at the 100th battle. There is still a road ahead, which may lead to the hall of the master of the Nibelungen Realm.

He continued to walk forward, wondering what he would see next.

A dragon girl who transformed into a dragon, with eyes as pure as gold?
The narrow road suddenly became clear, and in the huge dark space, two bright yellow headlights shone dimly in the darkness.

There was a square object right in front of him with its back facing him, emitting a faint light.

Hey, why is this yellow headlight looking at me?
Before he could come to his senses, two black objects moved quickly, and with a crisp ding sound in the dark space, a bottle of Coke with a red package in the middle flew in front of him.

This is Coca-Cola in a glass bottle.

It can see through his dark light!

"Do you want a Coke?"

The resounding voice echoed in the huge space, and it had been deliberately lowered in volume.

Zhang Baiqing looked at the giant claws that were carefully holding the bottle.

Two yellow headlights rose up and slowly moved towards him, and he could vaguely see the dragon head in the darkness.

He was not a hybrid, and he did not have golden eyes that could ignore all darkness. His body had surpassed the limit, but he was still a human being. His vision under the moonlight was far superior to that of an ordinary person, but in this moonless darkness, he could only see a huge black shadow from afar.

“Do you drink Coke?”

The dragon head opened his mouth and asked him patiently again.

"Thank you, I won't drink."

"Oh."

The huge dragon head raised up, lifted the Coke with its wing claws, poured it into its bloody mouth without leaving a drop, and then burped.

This bottle of Coke is not even as big as its teeth. It's probably about the same size as a drop of water that a person drinks? How can you burp like this?

Zhang Baiqing didn't quite understand and didn't dare to act rashly.

He felt that this dragon should not be Xia Mi, because Xia Mi would not be so stupid.

"Would you like some potato chips?"

The wing claws waved, stirring up another gust of wind, grabbing a bag of potato chips and placing it in front of him.

"Thank you, but you don't need to."

"Strange, why don't you like potato chips? Potato chips are the most delicious thing in the world."

The dragon sounded puzzled, and it used one of its huge claws to tear open a corner of the potato chip package, making a long cut with a crisp sound.

Then the sharp claws carefully picked up a potato chip, threw it gently, and it fell into its mouth.

It closed its mouth and even chewed the small potato chip twice.

Zhang Baiqing was silent for a moment. He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the dragon's intelligence, but he was not quite sure.

"You smell like my sister. Are you her friend?"

The dragon asked him as he chewed some potato chips.

Same smell? Living in Xia Mi's house, maybe it's the same smell of shower gel and shampoo?
And didn't Xia Mi say she had a brother? Why did this dragon call her sister?
Zhang Baiqing asked it: "Is your sister's name Xia Mi?"

When the dragon heard this question, he paused in eating potato chips, and his bright eyes moved left and right, as if he was recalling his sister's name.

"Maybe?"

The dragon was a little hesitant. It had always called her sister, but it didn't know what her sister's name was. It had never asked her and she had never told it.

Zhang Baiqing asked it: "Is your sister a thin girl?"

The dragon nodded.

"That's possible, isn't it?"

Zhang Baiqing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was a familiar dragon.

In the darkness he couldn't see the entire dragon, but the seven-story-tall black shadow was extremely oppressive.

The dragon continued to put potato chips in his mouth: "Are you here to see my sister? My sister only comes once in a long time, but it seems that her next time will be soon. Do you want to watch TV with me for a while?"

(End of this chapter)