My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 821 - 409: Cezar and the Brigade, Lake Hunting Joins In

Local time is 16:00 on August 26th, Iceland, Reykjavik.

Two hundred meters above the Pearl Building, a white-haired teenager in a hoodie sat on a two-meter-long shark, gripping its dorsal fin as the chilly city winds whipped across his face and sent his snow-white hair flaring upward.

The surface of the shark's body was wrapped in a layer of dark blue water, which held it suspended in mid-air like a small aircraft, heading straight against the cold wind.

In no time, Yaguba gently landed with Cezar down to the city's bottom level.

In a desolate alleyway, its size quickly shrank into a small Nobel Shark and then hopped into Cezar's pocket.

"Sharky is hungry, wants to eat something." The little shark popped its head out of the pocket, mumbling.

"Don't rush, let's find a place to stay first," Cezar said, "Why do you always look for food first every time we enter a new city?"

"You don't understand, food is the soul of a city," the little shark grunted, "Sharky can determine whether a city has a soul just by the first bite of food. For instance, you Box Garden People are soulless, surviving on food that's worse than pig feed. If I were a Box Garden Person, I'd jump into the sea to feed the shark!"

"Cultural heritage is the true soul!"

"Can you eat culture? Sigh... You kids who haven't experienced the harsh trials of the ocean world can't understand the profound thoughts of Sharky," Yaguba said, shaking its head.

"In this world, it feels like everything is troublesome when you're a minor," Cezar mumbled, "Though the brigade's hacker helped disguise my identity, people still ask a lot at the registration counter, making me feel like sleeping on the street would be better since at least then I wouldn't get weird looks from others..."

He lowered his voice, "I suddenly miss Li Qingping. If only he were with us. He's been traveling the world since he was little; he'd definitely have a lot of experience in this area."

The little shark glanced at him, "Isn't Li Qingping also a minor? Doesn't he also get asked a lot of questions?"

"Really?" Cezar blinked and looked down at the little shark in the pocket. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Yeah, in your Box Garden World, you reach maturity at 16, but in the outside world, it's 18. Li Qingping is only 17," said the little shark, "Sharky, however, is mature; a few hundred years old and a sage among sharks."

"Sigh..."

"Why are you sighing? Sharky hates people who sigh," the little shark said angrily, "See, that's what happens when you don't focus on food. What's the use of culture? Without eating much, you won't grow taller and then you'll always be treated like a kid.

"I'm not arguing with you."

"Cezar, a friend booked us a hotel, we just need to head to that address."

"Which friend?"

"The big fluttering moth."

"Not again... Is Mr. Black Cocoon really still alive?" Cezar whispered.

The little shark waved its fins solemnly, "For Sharky, it's Schrodinger's Black Cocoon. He's alive when you observe him, and dead when you observe him."

"I don't understand, just tell me where the hotel is so we can drop our luggage first."

"Two streets south, there's only one hotel on that street, very easy to spot."

Soon, one person and one shark registered at the hotel front desk, got their room card, and settled into a large bed room on the fourth floor without a hitch. Cezar leaned on the windowsill, turning slightly to gaze at the seascape outside the window.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, noticing a flock of black crows swirling above a port corner, their raspy cries filling the skies before vanishing in an instant.

"Yaguba, those crows..." Cezar murmured, watching the swirling flock, "Could it be..."

"Yes, it's the leader of the White Crow Travel Brigade," Yaguba interjected, "That annoying Crow person is here too!"

"That's great!" Cezar smiled, "It's been so long since we've seen the leader; let's go outside and greet him and then have a meal."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, I'm serious," Cezar said, "And how can you talk about the leader like that? He helped us defeat the Royal Court Team; otherwise, we'd have died in the Box Garden World."

Yaguba quietly wiped its head with a fin.

It thought to itself that its other body had recently borne a deep grudge against the leader, yet here it was, with a different body, excitedly ready to chat and laugh together. The disconnect was enough to drive anyone crazy...

But thankfully, such days would soon end. Once the main body is rescued on September 1st, Ji Minghuan will merge the abilities of all bodies into himself, and then it'll be a carefree existence, just needing to map out a travel route around the world.

"Alright, alright, let's go chat with the leader," it sighed, "I get the sense the leader is in a pretty good mood right now, which is probably why he came to Iceland to travel."

"Hmm, then let's go."

Saying that, Cezar picked up the room's power card, stepped out of the hotel, and after a short walk under the gray-blue sky, past vividly colored wooden houses, they arrived at Reykjavik's port.

At this moment, a scattered flock of black crows was perched on the port's railing, their dark red eyes reflecting scenes of the city and the sea.

"Isn't that the leader?" Cezar leaned in slightly near a crow on the rail, lowering his voice as if telling a secret, "Leader, can you hear me? Respond if you can."