Chapter 2 Heavy rain in the port of Aringe

Author: Yuluo Evening Bell

Chapter 2 Heavy rain in the port of Aringe

Xia Mingwei turned the switch and the shower nozzle stopped spraying water. He stared at his neck in the mirror, where there was still a faint burning pain.

"Mingwei, haven't you washed it yet?" The boss's voice came from downstairs, "After washing, come down and check the store quickly. Don't delay."

never mind……

See you later...

Xia Mingwei put on his clothes and a black coat, dried his hair with a towel, picked up the book "Norse Mythology", and quickly went downstairs.

"Then I'm going out. If you need anything, call me." After the boss said that, he hurried out of the cafe.

When Xia Mingwei saw the boss leaving, he sat down on the wooden chair behind the counter. Just as he opened the book in his hand, the customer arrived.

"jingle……"

The bell attached to the wooden door at the entrance of the cafe swayed. A young man wearing a brown trench coat and black gloves opened the wooden door and walked in slowly. He turned and looked around.

"Hello, welcome." Xia Mingwei said.

"Hello, Xia Mingwei." The young man in the windbreaker sat down directly in front of the counter.

He looks European, but he speaks Chinese quite fluently...

Wait, how does he know my name?

Xia Mingwei closed the book, raised his eyes from the book, then looked forward in hindsight, and looked at the guest carefully.

He has black hair and blue eyes, and his facial features are three-dimensional but still soft. The customer's shoulders are also very broad, and he has a laptop under his arm.

No matter from the way he stands, walks, or sits, he looks like a highly educated person. He is very upright and elegant, and does not look bloated at all.

"I should..." Xia Mingwei stared at him and asked slowly: "Don't you know me?"

"Let's put it this way." The young man in the trench coat smiled, "I am the one who gave you the book in your hand."

Xia Mingwei was stunned for a moment. He recalled the illustration in the book and suddenly became energetic.

He took out an empty cup from the basket, poured cold water with ice in it, pushed it towards the young man, and asked in his calm tone:

"It seems that you are not... my friend as the boss said."

"Of course, we didn't know each other before, but we do now." The young man took the cup, "My name is Allens, I am eighteen years old, and I am studying at Olibel University."

"Why do you call yourself my friend and leave this book to me?" Xia Mingwei probed further.

"Because I think there's something you want to know about it, isn't it?" Aarons took a sip of ice water.

"What do you know about that incident eight years ago?"

"all."

"Let's get straight to the point. What do you want me to do before you can tell me..." Xia Mingwei paused and said in a low voice:

"The truth about the disaster that happened in the village and town where I used to live."

"Before that, I need you to understand some concepts so that I can make the necessary explanations."

"Please."

"Wait a minute, let me open this laptop."

As Aarons said this, he had already stood up the laptop screen, pressed the power button, and the screen lit up. It was an audio player-type software.

In the directory of the player, two videos are lying inside.

Xia Mingwei looked calm, but his hands were shaking slightly.

So many years have passed, and it has been eight years before I knew it...

From the time he was nine years old to now, everyone he met had used deafening voices to constantly convince him that it was just a natural disaster. It was really just a natural disaster that took away everyone in the village.

In fact, no one was willing to give him a chance to defend himself, and no one trusted him. After listening to his account, everyone just sighed to themselves and put a "spirit" on him.

Labels such as "abnormal", "mentally traumatized", etc., murmuring:

"What a pitiful child this is..."

A long time passed.

Subtly, it seemed that even Xia Mingwei himself was about to believe this... the scene that had been imprinted in his mind when he was a child was really just a fantasy after his mental trauma.

In recent days, even the only boss he was close to told him to wake up and face life well.

But today, at this moment, someone who can overturn all of this finally appears.

Xia Mingwei was relieved, but also trembling.

It was as if he had received a scroll of atonement from the world. Facing the sudden light, he was finally able to prove that he was not a madman and that what he saw at that time was real.

But this inch of light may push him into a desperate situation, because if he convinces himself, he can always live in the ordinary world, but if he chooses the wrong path, then he will have to face that monster. That monster falls from the sky.

, the monster that killed all his relatives. It wielded a flaming sword and could easily cut apart the majestic giants that split mountains and the earth.

Xia Mingwei walked outside the store, turned the sign at the door from "Open" to "Close", walked back into the store, turned around and saw Allens's knuckled fingers moving and clicking on the touch pad.

After a while, he slowly said: "Okay, I hope you watch these two videos first and then make a conclusion."

Xia Mingwei came to Allens' side and stared at the video screen. The scene of a port appeared on the screen.

Allens' voice was long, like a poet reading:

"This is the port of Aringe in Denmark. In October last year, a tsunami destroyed this port. At that time, the fishermen had just returned from going to sea and it was raining heavily..."

Xia Mingwei interrupted him: "I can read it myself."

Aarons shrugged: "You have no sense of humor."

The port of Aringe in the picture, as Aarons said, is dead and gray, the biting rain curtain is falling, violently hitting the sea surface, splashing the rolling waves, and the shadows of several boats are in the sky and the sea.

The gray junction rises and falls.

In the distance, a dark lighthouse shines with cold firelight in the dead world.

The ink-colored tornado roared from the other side of the sea, and the waves kept beating against the port, like thousands of devils that escaped from the cage, roaring and rushing towards the high door of death.

The tides violently hit the ship's side, and the fishing boats were violently turbulent at sea. Even before many boats approached the pier, fishermen were already scrambling to throw out cables, trying to use them to climb onto the ground of the pier.

But they failed.

The wind and rain were so strong that the sails were swept away, and the fishermen and the boats were lifted into the sky by the tornado.

"I seem to remember the news from a year ago." Xia Mingwei suddenly raised his eyebrows, "A port in Denmark was destroyed by a tsunami, but the news did not mention that there was a tornado at that time..."

"Yes, because this is a confidential matter." Allens smiled, "I won't say it anymore, you can take your time and read it."

Confidential matters...

Like, what was happening in my town at the time?

Xia Mingwei looked more focused. If things were as he suspected, then the tsunami in Denmark a year ago might not have been a simple tsunami...

Not long after, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky of Arlinge Port. This huge shadow gradually passed through the atmosphere and passed through the clouds with wisps of thunder.

"What is this?" Xia Mingwei frowned.

"You'll know just by looking at it." Aarons took a sip of ice water.

The brilliance of the scorching sun was able to break through the clouds and mist for a moment, and spilled into the gray world. The giant shadow could not escape, but spread out its wings in the sun to cover the sky.

Its ferocious and bloated figure suddenly caught Xia Mingwei's eyes.

Xia Mingwei uttered one word hoarsely:

"dragon?"

"That's right, dragon." Aarons confirmed.

The video continues, with the body of this dark blue dragon as the center, terrifying high-temperature steam continues to gush out, and the heavy rain pushes the steam to sweep in all directions.

Under this burst of hot steam, countless organs of the city began to play - the high-speed rotating merry-go-round, the extremely harsh evacuation announcements, the dark fountains with swaying water.

They seem to be performing a crazy symphony, lest the world be in chaos.

In the corner of the port, there is a bronze statue standing on a pillar made of welded steel. It stretches out its fingers towards the dragon high up, directing this grand performance with a straight posture.

The entire Aringe Port is collapsing. With the blue dragon's body as the center, tens of millions of violent steam are pouring out one after another. The air flow from the wings pushes the steam to rage in all directions.

Finally, it landed...

Bang--

The computer screen just turned black, and only the shocking after-sound could be heard.

No matter it is the sound of thunder, the sound of rain, or the "sizzling" sound of rainwater being evaporated by the dragon's high temperature, or the long roar of the blue dragon in the rain curtain, they cannot erase the moment of blankness and silence caused by stagnant thoughts.

A dragon? This is the truth behind the paralysis of Aringe Port? Xia Mingwei's eyes were shining, and the dark screen reflected his slightly awe-inspiring expression.

Aarons crossed his legs and asked him with interest: "What do you think?"

Xia Mingwei supported his swollen forehead.

He wanted to say something, but his voice seemed to be stuck between his lips and teeth. In the end, he just sighed softly and spit out a rough question from his throat:

"What the hell...is this?"

"It comes from Greek mythology, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus." Aarons took a sip of ice water and said calmly:

"We generally call him Poseidon, God of the Sea."

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