"Pfft."
Getting off the bus from the back door, Mizuno stood in front of the Kyushu Industry University.
Since it was summer break, there were no students at Kyushu Industry University. There were only a few instructors on duty who were bored out of their minds, either watching their phones or playing cards. This was the life of an ordinary person. However, Shui Ye's goal wasn't Kyushu Industry University.
After walking half a circle around the university campus, Mizuno finally found his destination. He stopped and looked up at the row of shops on the street. These shops were very quiet during the summer vacation. He found the inconspicuous shop he was looking for and nodded gently.
The old curtains, the rusty air conditioner, and the lazy and cold atmosphere of the shop made it look like an ordinary restaurant near the university. When school was on vacation, this kind of small restaurant would fall into a state of isolation.
Although under normal circumstances, it might not be able to make much profit.
"Young man, would you like some noodles?"
A man wearing a white chef's hat walked into the shop with the dishes. It seemed that he had just returned from the wet market. He pointed to the plaque above to Mizuno. "Our ramen shop is an old shop with many years of history. You will definitely be satisfied with our food."
Above his finger were four Chinese characters that were full of enthusiasm: "Yile Ramen."
The plaque had faded. Not to mention the taste, it was indeed an old shop.
"Hey, then please give me a bowl of ordinary barbecued pork ramen."
Mizuno found a chair in the shop and sat down. His eyes looked around.
Most of the seats were on a long table at the front desk, less than half a meter away from the open backstage. The other seats were a few tables by the window with red seats.
This was the real Yile Ramen.
The Yile Ramen in the world of Naruto was based on the model. The author graduated from the Kyushu Industry University in Fukuoka Prefecture. The ramen next to the school was also eaten for several years. More than 20 years after the author graduated, the ramen was still doing well. Not only did the author not get sick of the ramen, but he also developed feelings for it and designed a hidden master in the manga.
"Please enjoy!"
Perhaps it was because of the wrong time, or because of the date, Mizuno was the only one in the shop today. Looking at the steaming hot ramen in his bowl, Mizuno's face was reflected in the oily soup.
This was a bowl of ramen that transcended three worlds, and it held a special meaning for Mizuno. If the system had a tool to judge it, this bowl of ramen would probably have an extraordinary meaning.
"Slurp."
Picking up the chopsticks, Mizuno made a polite slurping sound.
"How does it taste?"
"The taste is not bad." Mizuno nodded seriously and gave his evaluation against his will.
The taste of this ramen was at the standard of street stalls. It couldn't be said to be delicious, but it couldn't be said to be bad either. This evaluation was only when compared with ordinary chain restaurants. However, if compared with the ramen made by Mizuno himself, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it tasted bad.
"Isn't it? This shop of ours has been operating for many years and has cultivated many outstanding social elites in the Land of the Nine Regions …"
Hearing the manager start to brag and boast about himself, it could be used as a model for a gourmet documentary to publicize how much hard work the boss had gone through, how many years he had worked, and how rich he was as a craftsman. The ingredients used must be the freshest, the suppliers must be partners for decades, and it would be best if it had been passed down for many generations.
Then, the camera turned and said that someone was an old customer here. He ate it himself, his children, and his grandchildren. It was warm and nostalgic, and coupled with the freshness of the food, he wanted to portray the effect of a peerless delicacy even if it tasted bad.
It was a pity that if there wasn't another cartoonist with a wild imagination in this world, it would probably be difficult for Yi Le Ramen to become famous again.
Putting down the ramen that he had finished eating, Mizuno nodded slightly and looked at the blue sea and sky.
In his senses, an offline character that he hadn't seen for a long time was rapidly approaching. Judging from the direction, it was coming from the distant sea of the East China Sea.
"Something big is going to happen again."
Gently stirring the soup with the chopsticks, the waves were like the surface of the sea.
Something big.
Something big!
The officer in charge of the investigation of Kyushu Island rubbed his temples. What he was afraid of had really happened. He had already prayed to God not to let them encounter Dragon Girl, but why didn't Dragon Girl cross the strait to the Pacific Ocean? Instead, she came to Kyushu Island. Wasn't she just causing trouble for everyone?
Sure enough, the Fengshui of Nanzao Goat was terrible. Even Dragon Girl, a snake born and raised in the Island nation, became so rude after going to Nanzao Goat.
When the warship discovered Dragon Girl, the command center had already received the news. Sending warships to reinforce her was like throwing meat buns at a dog. Moreover, by the time the other warships arrived, they would probably be tortured and killed more than a dozen times.
Only a variety of aircrafts with sufficient range took off from land and rushed to the scene.
However, looking at the photos and videos sent back, the officer and the others felt a chill in their hearts.
From receiving the report to sending supersonic fighter jets, it had only been a few minutes, but a destroyer of nearly 10,000 tons had been sunk just like that. Yes, sunk. The entire destroyer had sunk into the sea, and only its stern was left floating on the surface of the sea.
It was impossible for them to save themselves. They could only rely on the survivors to see if they could escape.
It would take at least a few years to build such a ship and buy equipment. However, it only took a moment for it to be sunk.
What a terrifying Dragon Girl.
"Help, I'm here."
There were hundreds of marines on the ship. However, after the one-sided battle, only two or three of them survived. They were lucky enough to survive. They were either standing at the top of the ship or using their hands to support themselves on floating objects.
As soon as they saw a plane flying in the sky, those who had fallen into the water struggled to open their arms and shouted for help.
Even if the supersonic fighter jets had discovered them, there was no way to salvage them. Even if they could be salvaged, the people who were fished out of the water at supersonic speed would be roasted in the air due to the friction.
After arranging for a helicopter to rescue them, the red color floating on the surface of the sea attracted everyone's attention.
It was the color of fresh blood. Although the color was not deep enough and was gradually fading because of the drifting, such a large area of blood showed that the Dragon Girl who had appeared just now was injured. It was very likely that the injury was serious enough!
In front of the Dragon King underwater, they were not completely defenseless. As long as they dealt with it properly, it was not impossible to kill the Dragon Girl.
"The last thing they used seemed to be a close-range defense cannon. That's a divine weapon."
Close-Range defense cannons were absolutely useless. Even if they were moved to land, the bullets fired from close-range defense cannons would not be able to do anything to the armor of main battle tanks. At most, they would be able to knock out the occupants of the tanks.
"The Dragon Girl's physical defense is very weak. Close-Range defense cannons can cause effective damage. If the cannons hit the Dragon Girl directly for a few seconds, everything would be solved!"