Chapter 175, Fireworks (Part )

Walking out of the room, you will be greeted by the fresh and moist sea breeze.

Blue fireworks overhead spread in the air.

This was the first time in Zhuo’s life that he watched fireworks up close.

In the past, even though Sha Qianzi would strongly request it every year, Zhuo would find a quiet corner and sit alone after arriving here, until the fireworks burned out and the crowds dispersed... Then he would pretend nothing had happened and find his parents and go home together.

Fireworks display, no fun at all.

Perhaps when he was young and ignorant, he had shouted at the sky, and stopped to watch from afar because of the roar in the distance. But that was too long ago.

There are many things we like when we are young, but we gradually lose interest as we gain more experience.

For example, the game consoles you loved so much in the past, the songs you played on repeat, or the person you liked...

Fireworks are nothing more than gunpowder rising into the sky, causing a series of chemical reactions to produce explosions, and the energy is presented in the form of light, blooming into preset and planned patterns in the dark night sky.

Perhaps deep in everyone's memory, there is an unforgettable fireworks display.

But can you remember every single one?

Do you remember where you saw the first fireworks last year?

Chu Zihang said something very well. The human brain is like a hard drive that automatically demagnetizes. The cells in the human body are replaced every day. It only takes about seven years for every cell in your body to be replaced. Forget memory. Humans can't even keep their fingernails.

The only thing that can make people unforgettable is a sudden surprise, "So that's how it is, so amazing", and then this memory will become the weight in your heart to measure the future, and all the fireworks you see afterwards cannot compare to it, and you can't remember it.

A fireworks display will be meaningless if it doesn't leave you with the 'amazing' memory.

You can come again next year, the year after, the year after, the year after that... and it won’t feel like a big deal.

At most, I would sigh and say that so-and-so didn't come, a certain stall moved to another location, or something was no longer available to eat...that was all.

Meaningless.

Ling stood by the fence with his arms hanging down, a can of Coke in each hand.

"It still makes sense," she said. "You're being nihilistic."

"Mr. Romanov," Utsunomiya Shuo turned around, took a can of Coke from her hand, opened it, took a sip, and said calmly, "I'm not a pessimist, I just feel bored. So can you please stop preaching?"

Zero obediently closed his mouth.

The sea breeze blows.

Fireworks are rising.

The audience applauded.

Utsunomiya Zhuo drank the Coke in one breath, crushed the can, threw it into the trash can beside him, then turned around and sat back on the bench.

There was only one chair on the terrace, a wooden bench.

There is a long glass table in front of the bench, and on the table is a large LCD screen - I don't understand why these rich people do this. Won't it get wet?

Sitting on the sofa, I adjusted to a comfortable position.

"Fireworks display, a way to fill in the innocent times." Utsunomiya Shuo seemed to be talking to himself.

"…There are also candy apples and many small stalls on the shore, with a lot of delicious and fun things to do. The old lady selling the goldfish blanket is also very kind and enthusiastic, and she's a good person." Ling also opened his Coke and took a sip, with his arms on the fence. "If you don't like noise, you can find a quiet place; if you feel that there are too many people and it's inconvenient and uncomfortable, you can go there later, but then the variety of small stalls will be much less, after all, they have to go home too."

Utsunomiya Shuo paused and said, "Too gentle, Mr. Romanov."

Ling was slightly stunned while looking at the river, and then said in a flat tone: "It's weird."

“It’s a compliment.”

"Go to hell."

So Miss Renata, after escaping from Black Swan Harbor, have you ever longed for the night view of Moscow?

Boom—a super huge firework exploded in the air, and the arc of the flowing fire almost covered half of the town.

Super fireworks.

The princess raised her hand expressionlessly to take a sip of Coke, then looked up at the sky.

There were no fireworks in the sky; she was simply looking at the night sky.

It was all black.

Silent.

The cool, fishy wind blew across my cheeks, and a thin layer of mist condensed on my skin, feeling sticky.

After a while, the sound of a large engine came from afar. At a glance, it turned out to be a long, flat, graffiti-covered giant warship - a cruiser. This thing is a large surface ship with strong firepower and multiple uses, mainly operating in the ocean. Its main task is to escort aircraft carriers and battleships, or to form a mobile formation at sea as a formation flagship, attack enemy surface ships, etc.

Summary: War use.

However, this thing has basically discontinued production after World War II. With the rapid development of technology, it has gradually been replaced by destroyers and has become history.

...Its movement is accompanied by huge noise and dazzling beams of light flying all over the sky.

Too conspicuous.

It can even be called a thriller.

It instantly attracted the attention of tourists watching the fireworks on the shore.

The crowd watching the excitement were all stunned at first, and then they scattered like birds in the forest... At this time, the radio sounded.

"Tourists and visitors, please rest assured! Tourists and visitors, please rest assured! The light cruiser Elizabeth is a special guest of the Izu Fireworks Festival. Please do not panic or crowd to avoid stampedes. Tourists and visitors, please rest assured! Tourists and visitors, please let go--"

Elizabeth please cruiser.

Apparently that's what it's called.

Should we say it was a coincidence or too much of a coincidence? At this moment, a broadcast sounded on the yacht where Zhuo was.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Crunch, crunch, crunch (crisp chewing sounds)... Please don't panic. There is a large surface ship approaching in the distance. Please sit tight and hold on to it in time... Crunch, crunch, crunch... In order to avoid that... Crunch, crunch..."

It was Su Enxi's voice.

Very coping.

"Well." Zhuo said to himself.

"That's the wave crashing...crackling..."

“……”How can this radio still answer questions?

Fortunately, the radio was not omnipotent and could not answer the questions in his mind. And Ling had already sat down at this time, on the other side of the bench - it felt like sitting on the sofa at home, one on each side.

The situation is very similar.

"Can you resist the waves just by sitting on the sofa?" Zhuo blinked and asked in confusion.

Even for a light cruiser, the displacement is around 1000 tons.

To deal with the waves caused by a ship of this displacement, all you have to do is sit tight in your chair and hold on to the armrests?
What's going on?

"Then why don't you go back?" Zero said calmly as he looked at the giant ship approaching in the distance.

“…That’s not because you didn’t go back.”

"Because you didn't go back."

"Because you didn't go back."

(End of this chapter)