Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 566: Chu Zihang

Zhuo knew that Chu Zihang had bumped into him unconsciously, and that he must have something to say if he was willing to stay, so he drooped his eyelids and said listlessly:
"So, is it your turn to be the next emotional guest? Okay, I get it."

"Lu Mingfei is happy——"

"You really started talking to yourself like this! I was just being polite, saying something diplomatic like let's have dinner together next time when we are free. Would you ask when you are free after hearing that?"

Seeing Chu Zihang stunned, Zhuo smiled bitterly helplessly.

I thought that although they both had facial paralysis, there was a big difference between Chu Zihang and Ling.

Zero's facial paralysis is due to being in self-isolation for too long and not needing to express any emotion after being free, so he gradually became like that.

As for Chu Zihang, it was entirely due to his personality.

Although the two are somewhat different in nature, Chu Zihang and Ling both rely on this cold appearance to build an invisible high wall.

As an insider, Zhuo knew very well that Chu Zihang would not easily reveal his inner thoughts to others. His cold attitude and expressionless behavior were just superficial. This guy was actually more enthusiastic than anyone else.

But this does not mean that Chu Zihang will chat enthusiastically with others. He is not enthusiastic with anyone, not even Su Si who was almost beaten to death by Zhuo for standing in front of Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang is like this, he entrusts his life to you, but he won't waste an extra minute smiling at you or chatting with you.

The only time this guy was talkative was when Xia Mi was still around. At that time, Chu Zihang was even willing to take the time to talk to Lu Mingfei about life.

That was probably the period when Chu Zihang talked the most after the overpass incident.

But now Xia Mi is gone.

"Just kidding. Do you want to tell me about Chen Motong? Do you not want Lu Mingfei to give up?"

"Not really. I talked to him about it before and he laughed at me severely."

"Is that so? It seems that I didn't do too badly during the day. I don't want to be seen as a fool who deliberately makes other people's friends unhappy."

"I know that."

"Yeah, I feel your trust in me, even though it's strange. So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

At this point, if Chu Zihang didn't trust Zhuo, he wouldn't have come to discuss it with him alone. But for some reason, Chu Zihang fell silent again.

This guy’s thoughts are still as easy to guess as ever - Zhuo thought to himself.

Although Chu Zihang has a paralyzed expression, he is actually a very easy to understand person. In some ways, he is easier to understand than Eri and Zero.

Although Chu Zihang has facial paralysis, his train of thought is very simple. He speaks directly to what he wants to say without beating around the bush. It's like a straight highway with no turns at all.

Concealment and disguise are not Chu Zihang's strong points, just like the arc of a sword, the faster the sword, the straighter the arc.

(By the way, I seem to have acquired some strange skills without realizing it. I am very good at communicating with people with facial paralysis. It is too weird.)
There are only two things that make Chu Zihang speechless:
One thing was that his father disappeared on the elevated highway many years ago. His father slashed at Odin with a knife, and Chu Zihang fled in a Maybach.

The other one was Xia Mi, whom Chu Zihang killed with his own hands.

Although I can't guess which one it is, it's probably these two.

Chu Zihang was still struggling with how to start the topic, but Zhuo saw through it at a glance.

"Oh, right. You mentioned a book, Shanghai Fortress. I've read that book too. You probably remember a line in it that says, 'There are 20,000 people in this world who will fall in love with you at first sight, but unfortunately you may not meet any of them in your lifetime.' Do you think this makes sense?"

"Dragon Clan" and "Shanghai Fortress" are written by the same author. Although it seems strange in the world view, it is actually not that strange if you think about it from an outside perspective.

Seeing that Chu Zihang was really not good at starting a conversation, Zhuo had no choice but to chat with him about something to warm up the atmosphere.

Chu Zihang didn't seem to expect Zhuo to say this suddenly. After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't know, but it should make sense."

"Is that so? If it was just love at first sight, then maybe this statement is correct."

"You mean lustful? Those 20,000 people are just the type that everyone happens to like."

"Well, more or less."

"and then?"

"Then... do you think you fell in love with Jörmungandr at first sight or something else?" Zhuo stared into Chu Zihang's eyes: "You knew each other at the train station in Illinois. You said the most on that day in all these years, maybe more than you said to Susie in all these years combined."

"I don't want to talk about this." Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

"Oh, that's Odin. You shouldn't come to me for this one. I can't beat him."

"Any reason?"

Zhuo was stunned when he heard this, but soon found it funny.

He is indeed a very good guy - while he felt warm in his heart, he also felt that Chu Zihang's evaluation of him was too high. A trace of anxiety gradually rose in his heart, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

"Feel sorry."

"It's not as complicated as you think..."

Zhuo waved his hand. He also intended to welcome the kindness of others with kindness.

He took the hot orange juice from the side and poured it into two glasses, and pushed one in front of Chu Zihang:

"It's not a hardship. Who among you secret party doesn't have hardship? Don't you have your own family? Mine is not a hardship. I'm just selfish. Let me put it this way. Although I can't beat him, he won't come looking for me. As a human, I can only live for a few decades at most. A few decades is just a blink of an eye for dragons. Before that, they can just ignore me."

"What about outside of neon?"

Zhuo understood what he meant.

As for what was happening in Neon, maybe because he was alive, the dragon kings didn't want to cause any trouble and turned a blind eye, but the world was big, what about the other people living there? The dragon race was not a peaceful and friendly race.

Zhuo picked up the cup of hot orange juice, but he could no longer feel the heat in his palms. The juice had turned cold. He had talked a lot with Eri before, so his throat was a little dry, so it was okay even if the juice was cold.

After drinking the orange juice in one breath, he felt much better. Zhuo put down the cup and said with a smile:
"Your idea is too extreme. Dragons are not fools. I think even if they return to this world, they will not choose to regress society to the past. They will probably choose a new way to control the world, such as taking control of nuclear weapons, military forces, and policy decisions of various countries."

“…You also gave a rough idea.”

"Yes, probably. But I'm not just talking nonsense. How do you know how many dragons are hiding in the world now? They are also wearing suits and Mao suits, sitting in the crowd with a serious expression, or standing on a high platform to discuss the future direction of a country, arguing about how to make the people freer... Now you have only found the King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountain, where are the other two pairs of monarchs? Have they awakened long ago and hidden themselves? Maybe they have even mixed into the top leaders of some developed countries? What's more..."

"what?"

"What's more... what happens after we kill the four great monarchs and Nidhogg? Won't the half-bloods fight for the inheritance? Especially the Black King's inheritance. To be honest, even I have fantasized about it occasionally." "I understand what you mean. After the demise of the dragon race, the half-bloods were involved in a new war to fight for the dragon's inheritance. The winner inherited everything and became the new dragon race. But the half-bloods have half human blood... at least they won't choose slavery."

"It makes no difference. By then, in the eyes of humans, half-bloods will be born superior to humans. This kind of thing will never be accepted, and war will surely break out. And after the war, there will still be a legacy left, it's just a matter of replacing a group of people."

"What if you become that person? I can be your accomplice."

Zhuo was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head helplessly.

Because he knows his own situation, and not everyone would aspire to that kind of life.

To take a step back, Zhuo doesn't think that this kind of thing can be said to be successful. Throughout history, every time the masses competed for supremacy, it took decades of war to complete the change of dynasties. If the countries were big or small, or if there were more forces, it would take longer. It took six generations of hard work for Emperor Qin Shihuang to unify the six kingdoms.

There is no need to waste your limited life pursuing those things.

"Thank you. I'm touched to hear you say that. After all..." Zhuo touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "...we had some conflicts before."

"You still don't plan to participate?"

Seeing Chu Zihang frowning, Zhuo could only smile bitterly in his heart.

(This is too much effort.)
"Let me tell you something else. How about the Seven Deadly Sins you brought back from Norton's Bronze City? That's the alchemical weapon Norton created to kill the four great monarchs, right?"

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Chu Zihang nodded: "Each weapon corresponds to the weakness of a dragon king. Norton, who witnessed Constantine, was "wrathful", but he did not die under the knife. Instead, Caesar killed him with a torpedo alchemical bomb."

"Alchemical bomb, okay..."

Zhuo did not refute.

The alchemical bomb did not kill Norton. In fact, Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze, who were underwater, exchanged a quarter of their lives and killed Norton with "rage". But since they think so, it's not much different.

This is not the point I want to make.

"...Look, since Norton is a weapon forged to target the weaknesses of the four monarchs, does this mean that the weaknesses of the four monarchs are in the seven deadly sins? In this case, have you ever thought about what Jörmungandr's weakness is?"

"...I don't know. Jörmungandr is dead. I pierced her heart with Murasame and witnessed her death with my own eyes."

Chu Zihang whispered.

Zhuo stared at Chu Zihang's drooping eyelids. Chu Zihang's eyelashes were long and thick, like a girl's. But under those beautiful eyelashes were a pair of golden eyes that would never go out, like a beast. Chu Zihang wore cosmetic contact lenses all year round to cover up those eyes.

At this moment, Chu Zihang lowered his head, and his long hair fell to cover his face.

Zhuo felt that even if Chu Zihang took off his colored contact lenses, there would be no light in his eyes.

It wasn't that he hated Chu Zihang so much that he intended to poke at Chu Zihang's scars. On the contrary, he liked and admired Chu Zihang very much. He felt that he was really manly and much stronger than himself, both physically and mentally.

Zhuo did indeed clearly reveal Chu Zihang's scars, but -

"Actually, I have learned something about it. If you want to know, I might be able to tell you."

"..."

There was no denial or confirmation.

"It's lust."

"Ok?"

"Lust."

Chu Zihang looked up in surprise.

Hearing this word that is almost impossible to appear in a girl's body, he froze in place, his brain working rapidly, as if trying to understand what that thing that sounded like 'se yu' meant.

(Alas, generally speaking, this word should not be used on the only woman among the four monarchs.)
If we don't talk about Norton's seven deadly sins, it's impossible for Xia Mi to mention this thing. Chu Zihang's confusion was expected.

After thinking for a full twenty seconds, Chu Zihang looked at Zhuo. His lips moved, and he still seemed to find it incredible.

"Is it the word for one of the five desires in Buddhism?"

"That's it. Any attachment to the colors of green, yellow, long, short, etc., and any arousal to the sexual desires between men and women, is called lust."

If the sexual desire between men and women in Ding Fubao's Buddhist Dictionary was called lust, Zhuo was sure that he would be shocked.

Fortunately, although Chu Zihang is a single-celled organism, he is a smart creature and quickly understood what Zhuo wanted to express.

"...My point of view is that the so-called weaknesses of the four monarchs do not refer to their innate defects, but probably to a mistake they will make in their lives. After all, even humans cannot escape the seven deadly sins, and the four monarchs are the best among them. It doesn't make sense to be like this."

The four monarchs did have flaws, but these flaws were in their twins.

The seven deadly sins are more like a doomed disaster, the mistakes they are destined to make. Just like the calm and composed Norton, who was furious when he witnessed Constantine's death... and Jörmungandr is probably...

Chu Zihang's eyes seemed a little dazed, as if he was imagining that scene.

Soon, he leaned back slightly, revealing a confused and bewildered expression.

Zhuo bit his lip and finally said, "...She probably can't kill you, and doesn't want you to die. I think your parents are the same. Compared to revenge, they definitely want you to live." Then he left.

……

"Yes, I am Jörmungandr, the Dragon King Jörmungandr!"

"It's as if I ate your girl... Go find Xia Mi there. I left everything about her there."

Chu Zihang stared blankly at the ceiling, that voice that remained stubborn until death echoing in his ears again.

In the bathroom, Caesar lit his seventh cigarette.

The emotional conversation outside went on and on, and he never found a chance to leave.

The conversation was over now, but he had just pushed the door open before pulling back again.

When the door was pushed open, there was smoke everywhere, like a fairy emerging from her bath. Unfortunately, handsome Chu didn't notice this scene at all.

Caesar thought about it and stepped back, continuing to sit on the toilet.

Chu Zihang outside looked like he was dead. The moment his golden pupils lit up, they broke through the shackles of the colored contact lenses. Caesar had never seen Chu Zihang so shaken. But soon the light dimmed again, and Caesar saw the weak Chu Zihang he had never seen before.

(End of this chapter)