Chapter 1170
Naoko: You rebellious daughter, do you even know what filial piety is?!
Cui Ming pulled Akagi Naoko around and walked towards a sharply styled, all-black vehicle on the street corner—its body lines were smooth and heavy, exuding a cold and unapproachable aura. It was the Black Panther that he had brought to this world.
"Get in the car." Cui Ming opened the passenger door, his tone concise, and helped Akagi Naoko into the car. He then went around to the driver's seat, opened the door, and sat down.
Naoko Akagi got into the car and looked around curiously. The interior layout was simple yet highly technological, exuding an extraordinary feel. Before she could ask anything, she saw Choi Myung raise his hand and press a hidden red button next to the driver's seat.
hum-
Accompanied by a low, mechanical hum, a huge alloy drill bit slowly rose from the front of the vehicle. The drill bit gleamed with a cold, icy light, its edges were incredibly sharp, and it was extremely intimidating. Even when it was stationary, it sent chills down one's spine.
"I brought the Black Panther to this world." Cui Ming said calmly, without any boasting in his tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter. He gently turned the steering wheel with his fingertips and looked at the road ahead.
"Let's go."
boom!!!!
With a roar like a beast, the Black Panther launched itself forward at astonishing speed. The alloy drill bit at its front spun slightly, emitting a piercing hissing sound. Vehicles that had been driving normally on the road ahead, seeing the drill bit at the front of the Black Panther and its unstoppable momentum, were terrified and slowed down to avoid it, quickly pulling over to the side of the road. Not a single car dared to continue blocking its path, fearing it would be smashed by the drill bit.
Cui Ming gripped the steering wheel, his eyes calm, his foot pressing the accelerator without slowing down, ignoring the panicked vehicles on the side of the road, and not caring whether this would cause traffic chaos—he had no time to think about any of that right now.
After all, monsters have already appeared, and the order of the entire world is slowly collapsing. This traffic chaos is nothing compared to the disaster brought by the monsters.
Cui Ming secretly plotted: If high-ranking officials in Japan or the United States dared to cause him trouble at this time, dared to prevent him from receiving Ritsuko Akagi, or dared to covet MAGI's data, then he would get the Siglash couple to help him stir up a few storms, tear down their office buildings, and see if they would still dare to cause trouble.
This world is already too absurd. Monsters, Ultraman himself, forces coveting power are constantly emerging, and there are also those god-like beings who have blown up the world. Having experienced so many reincarnations, he has long been too lazy to care about those messy trifles, and too lazy to maintain the so-called order.
His only thought now is to receive Ritsuko Akagi as soon as possible, protect Naoko Akagi and MAGI's data, and complete the mission assigned to him by the world consciousness safely. As for the rest, let them do what they want; it's none of his business.
As Naoko Akagi watched the scenery rushing past the window, she glanced at Choi Myung beside her, whose expression remained calm. A sense of security grew stronger in her heart—no matter what danger they encountered, no matter what trouble they caused, Choi Myung seemed to be able to handle it all with ease. With him around, there was no problem that couldn't be solved.
The Black Panther sped along, its engine roar breaking the silence of the streets, and soon arrived at the school gate where Ritsuko Akagi was. Cui Ming slowly stepped on the brakes, and the vehicle came to a smooth stop. The alloy drill bit at the front slowly retracted, returning it to the appearance of an ordinary vehicle, but it still exuded a cold and hard aura.
He opened the car door and got out, followed closely by Naoko Akagi. The two stood side by side on the roadside, attracting frequent glances from passing students—one with a cold aura and upright posture, the other with a cool demeanor and wearing a white lab coat, both strikingly eye-catching. Not far away, Ritsuko Akagi was walking out of the school gate with her backpack when she looked up and bumped into this scene. Her steps froze instantly, and she fell silent. She frowned, her gaze darting back and forth between Choi Myung and her mother, Naoko Akagi, her mind blank, her thoughts racing: Wait, what's going on? Why is Mom with Choi Myung? And standing so close?
"Ritsuko! Come with me!" Naoko Akagi spoke first, waving her hand at Ritsuko Akagi. Her tone was crisp and straightforward, without any further explanation—the situation was urgent, and she didn't have time to elaborate.
"Okay." Ritsuko hadn't recovered from her shock yet. She nodded subconsciously and walked mechanically toward the two of them. When she reached the Black Panther and opened the car door to get in, she noticed that Misato was leaning back in the passenger seat and winking at her.
Ritsuko paused for a moment, then got into the car and closed the door. Once everyone was seated, Choi Myung restarted the car, the engine humming softly as it slowly drove away from the school gate. Ritsuko, finally unable to contain her curiosity, turned to Akagi Naoko and softly asked, "Mom, how did you meet Choi Myung?"
Her tone carried a hint of probing, and a subtle wariness—she had vaguely heard of Cui Ming's abilities, and her mother was someone who devoted herself to scientific research; the two seemed unlikely to have any connection.
“He’s my colleague. We do research together at the research institute. I’m so glad I got out of here this time, thanks to him.” Naoko Akagi said calmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, completely unaware of the strange look in her daughter’s eyes.
"Oh, that explains it." Ritsuko nodded slightly, her doubts dissipating a little. But for some reason, she still felt something was off. The eerie atmosphere made her vaguely feel that something was wrong, something really big!
"Oh, right, Ritsuko." Naoko Akagi seemed to suddenly remember something, turned to look at her daughter, paused, and her expression became more serious.
"Hmm?" Ritsuko looked up, her unease growing stronger, a bad premonition creeping in.
“You know, I divorced a long time ago. For so many years, it’s just my daughter and me relying on each other.” Naoko Akagi spoke slowly, her tone tinged with emotion. Ritsuko nodded silently, her premonition growing worse, feeling that her mother was about to say something outrageous.
Sure enough, the next second, Naoko Akagi looked at her and asked seriously, "Would you mind having a new father?!"
"I mind!!!! Mom! This is mine, okay?!" Ritsuko instantly exploded, almost shouting the words, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes filled with despair and urgency, her hands instinctively gripping her backpack straps—she knew it! Her mom definitely had something going on! She actually had designs on Choi Myung, the guy she had her eye on!
Naoko Akagi was taken aback by her daughter's sudden reaction. She then slowly withdrew her gaze, stroked her chin, and thoughtfully examined Ritsuko. She then glanced at Choi Myung, whose expression remained unchanged in the driver's seat, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.
"I never expected that my daughter would also be interested in him." Naoko Akagi said in a relaxed tone, without any anger, and instead said with a smile, "But it's not impossible, so let's share him."
"?!?!" Ritsuko was completely dumbfounded. Her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time. In her heart, she was screaming: Mom, what are you saying?! What do you mean by sharing?! Cui Ming isn't an object, how can you share it?!
In the driver's seat, Cui Ming kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel. He seemed oblivious to the mother and daughter's conversation, his expression remaining calm, though his fingertips twitched slightly—he was long accustomed to the absurdity of those around him. At this moment, he only wanted to get them to safety as quickly as possible; he had no interest in the mother and daughter's argument. (End of Chapter)