pertwk Chapter 007 A Small Gift with Profound Meaning, One Brick Opens the Gate to Heaven
Chapter 007 A Small Gift with Profound Meaning, One Brick Opens the Gate to Heaven
Akihabara.
Jerusalem in the hearts of anime fans.
The air here is filled not only with exhaust fumes, but also with a strong, fermented smell of hormones.
A giant anime mascot winks at passersby under the neon lights.
The shops lining the street were blasting saccharine Japanese songs.
Lin Fan stood at the entrance of the AKB48 Grand Theater, dragging his leaden legs.
Thousands of miles and mountains, a long and arduous journey...
It wasn't that he didn't want to take a taxi, nor that he didn't have money; it was that he didn't understand the language of cherry blossoms.
And taxi fares are quite expensive!
Being unfamiliar with the area, I had no choice but to walk five kilometers.
The shoes didn't wear out, and the soles of my feet weren't blistered.
My stomach was growling loudly from hunger, so loudly that several fat guys in line nearby turned to look at me.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a starving ghost reincarnated?"
Lin Fan glared back.
The chubby guys shrank back, hugged their life-sized body pillows, and turned away.
Lin Fan looked up at the theater entrance.
A red carpet was laid out at the entrance, and flower baskets lined both sides.
It was supposed to be a meet-and-greet, but it was actually a money-making scheme by the rice seedling company.
These days, Awakened Ones are everywhere, but those who are S-rank right after awakening are extremely rare.
To get in now, you either need a ticket or a gift.
Moreover, judging from this, the more expensive the gift, the closer it is to the front of the table.
Lin Fan touched his pocket.
Aside from the few loose coins the walking group gave them, there was nothing else.
"What do we do now?"
Lin Fan squatted on the roadside barrier, watching the rich man carrying a shiny gold Gundam model walk in, and fell into deep thought.
My phone vibrated.
Old Lin sent: 【Son, have you arrived at the destination yet? If not, I'm sending it now.】
Below is a screenshot.
The group messaging assistant has selected "Lin Fan High School Alumni Group", "A Loving Family", and "Property Management Group".
Just a touch of that finger.
Even if Lin Fan took a bath with bleach, he would never be able to get clean again.
no--
Family groups and property management groups are one thing, but what the heck is my high school alumni group?
"You rebellious father, you're ruthless."
[We've arrived! We're here! I'm going to die now!]
Lin Fan gritted his teeth and stood up.
If you can't afford a gift, then you have to make do with what you have on hand.
He looked around.
My gaze fell on a sewer manhole cover that was being renovated.
No no no,
Don't get me wrong, the manhole cover is too big to be a proper gift.
What he saw was a pile of abandoned construction debris next to the manhole cover.
To be more precise, it was those few red bricks lying in the pile of rubble.
That thing looks exceptionally festive.
It is also exceptionally suitable.
It's it!
This thing is not only handy and hard enough, but it also has a rustic industrial feel to it.
The key point is... it's free.
He walked over quickly and picked out a red brick with sharp edges and a heavy feel.
Then, he pulled out a cherry blossom newspaper from the nearby trash can.
"Sizzle—"
Wrapped in a newspaper.
It was wrapped around the brick a couple of times, making it look like a square gift box.
It even exudes a retro and mysterious feel.
"Perfect."
Lin Fan weighed the "gift" in his hand and strode towards the ticket gate.
There was a long queue at the ticket gate.
Everyone was holding flowers, gift boxes, or various expensive figurines.
Their faces were filled with piety, as if they were going on a pilgrimage.
Only Lin Fan.
He was clutching a brick wrapped in newspaper, looking fierce as if he were about to collect a debt.
"Next!"
The ticket inspector was a middle-aged man with a mustache who looked down on people.
Lin Fan stepped forward.
"Where's the ticket?" the ticket inspector asked, reaching out his hand.
"No tickets," Lin Fan replied matter-of-factly.
"Chinese?"
The ticket inspector paused, his brow furrowing, then said in somewhat broken Chinese:
"What are you doing here without a ticket? Causing trouble? Security!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two burly security guards, who were at least E-level Awakeners, immediately surrounded him.
Oh ho, you even understand Chinese?
Lin Fan was also slightly taken aback, never expecting that a gatekeeper would actually understand Chinese.
That makes things much easier.
He immediately shouted with great momentum:
"Wait!"
He also slammed the newspaper package he was holding onto the ticket check platform.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
The ticket inspector was startled and shrank back.
"What...what is this?"
"This is the most precious treasure I wish to offer to Lord Rice Seedling!"
Lin Fan shouted in a fanatical, even somewhat neurotic tone,
"This is what I carried back from China, thousands of miles away, step by step, bowing my head each time!"
It contains the essence of the earth; it is a priceless treasure!
The ticket inspector looked suspiciously at the dirty newspaper package.
"this one?"
"You don't know anything!"
Ignoring the other party's doubts, Lin Fan glared.
This is what it means to find the simplest truth! This is what it means to return to one's true nature!
Have you ever seen someone give you gold or silver...?
Have you ever seen someone give away such a treasure, covered in the dust of history?
This is art! This is faith!
"You're stopping me from presenting the treasure. If that jeopardizes Lord Rice Seedling's luck, can you bear the consequences?"
Lin Fan rambled on at lightning speed, spitting as he spoke, giving the other person no chance to react.
Add to that his resolute expression that says, "If you don't let me in, I'll die right here."
The ticket inspector was also completely taken aback by him.
In Akihabara, a place teeming with anime and manga oddballs, the oddballs aren't even oddballs at all.
Just a couple of days ago, someone even offered to remove their own ribs and give them to their idol.
The guy in front of me wrapping a brick in a newspaper... it doesn't seem so hard to understand?
What if there really is something rare inside?
After all, the brains of artists these days aren't exactly normal.
"Then...would you like to open it and take a look?" the ticket inspector asked tentatively.
"No!"
Lin Fan pressed down on the brick.
Open?
Wouldn't that give us away?
"The things inside lose their power when exposed to light! It must be opened by Master Rice Seedling himself! That's the rule!"
this……
The ticket inspector hesitated for a moment.
At this point, the line behind them began to stir.
"Hurry up!"
"Stop dawdling!"
The ticket inspector wiped his sweat and waved his hand: "Alright, alright, go in, go in. Don't cause any trouble!"
Lin Fan snorted coldly, picked up the brick, and walked in with his head held high.
Behind him, the two security guards exchanged a glance and shrugged.
There are so many crazy people these days.
……
Inside the theater.
The lights were dim, and the room was filled with the noise of people.
All the thousands of seats were occupied.
The front row was full of die-hard fans waving glow sticks wildly, their shouts so loud they made dust fall from the ceiling.
Lin Fan squeezed through the crowd.
The smell here is stronger than outside.
The smell of sweat, foot odor, and unknown beverages mixed with the scent of air freshener was practically a biological weapon.
on the stage.
The rice seedlings have changed their appearance.
Instead of the elaborate Onmyoji attire of the past, she wore a modified Lolita dress.
If you ignore that long, narrow face and only look at his figure, he's actually passable.
But when paired with that face...
Lin Fan felt like he was going to throw up his breakfast.
To look like that and still awaken an S-rank, God must be blind!
"Thank you! Thank you everyone!"
Just as he was internally complaining, Daomiao grabbed a microphone and started posing on stage.
"I saw all the gifts you gave me, and I love them! From now on, I'll be your strongest support!"
"Let my Sakura Empire shake the world! Let it become the strongest in the world!"
"Whoa whoa whoa—!!"
A wolf howl erupted from the audience.
That's utterly shameless!
It's disgusting!
While mentally complaining, Lin Fan hugged a brick and desperately tried to squeeze to the front of the stage.
"Make way! Make way! I need to present my treasure!"
Relying on his great strength, he managed to carve a path through the impenetrable wall of people.
The otaku around them were jostled and were about to curse when they saw Lin Fan's fierce eyes and swallowed their words.
at last.
I squeezed into the first row.
They were less than five meters away from the stage.
At this distance, if he were to provoke the other party into attacking, he would have absolutely no chance of survival.
It might even be completely destroyed.
perfect!
But how do you provoke the other party?
Like those who give gifts and leave immediately, that's definitely not acceptable!
You have to provoke the other party.
And it's best to make the other person so angry that they explode on the spot.
Lin Fan looked down at the "generous gift" in his hand!
A smile spread across his lips...
Got it!
Ancestors...