Chapter 21 Chu Zihang's Life Choice
How to express a sense of fatalism?

Chu Zihang pushed open the car door and got out of the Porsche Panamera. His branded sneakers stepped on the wet ground and a damp and cool breeze blew on his face.

He looked up and saw the gloomy sky and the lead-gray sea of ​​clouds slowly moving towards him.

It's going to rain.

This is the edge of an abandoned factory, sparsely populated and with a vast expanse of space.

Chu Zihang closed his eyes and recalled what happened four years ago.

In 04, Typhoon Dandelion swept through Rongcheng. It was a night of heavy rain that was known to everyone in the city, but it was a magnificent event recorded in history that was little known to the public.

Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao sat in the roaring Maybach, piercing through the rain curtain, rushing around on the viaduct like a ferocious beast, wantonly and ferociously.

Just to avoid the lingering deadpools and the eternal throne that seems like a god riding an eight-legged thunder horse and holding the spear of cause and effect.

In the end, Chu Tianjiao blocked the God King Odin in front of him to cover his retreat, and used his body to seek a way out for Chu Zihang. The mortal drew his sword and jumped, daring to kill the God in anger.

Chu Zihang will never forget that the man whom he thought was a coward turned out to be so great at that moment.

But he, the son that made the man proud, turned out to be a coward. He stepped on the accelerator and drove his Maybach away in the opposite direction of the man with tears streaming down his face.

If Chu Zihang were given another chance, he would rather die with Chu Tianjiao.

The father was ashamed that his son died in battle with him, but for the son it was a sense of belonging and pride.

For Chu Zihang, every rain makes him feel a call of mission, as if his soul stayed in that rainy night and returned to the world as an avenger. He will go back to the throne and kill God.

But this requires brute force.

"Do you crave power?"

Yes, he needs strength.

The rain fell down, dripping.

The sound of raindrops dripped on Chu Zihang's nose. He was wearing a black windbreaker, carrying a long bag and holding a black umbrella, and walking towards the abandoned factory not far away.

The email stated that he should come alone and be wary of being tracked.

Chu Zihang did not take a taxi, but drove the car given to him by his "father", who said it was a toy for fun.

Chu Zihang is 18 years old this year. He has become an adult and has obtained a driver’s license.

He told Su Xiaoyan and the maid that he was going to play basketball. Although the weather was bad, they were used to Chu Zihang going out in the rain, so they told them to remember to bring an umbrella.

On the way here, Chu Zihang also used the anti-tracking techniques he learned from movies and books, trying his best to avoid being targeted.

Chu Zihang is meticulous and does things very precisely, without any mistakes.

If he fails.

It was not a mistake in the details, but failure itself was a huge gap that Chu Zihang could not cross with his current strength.

The rusty iron door of the factory was not locked and made a harsh creaking sound when it was pushed open. Chu Zihang folded his umbrella, walked in, looked around, and there was no one.

The content of the email not only contained a title, but also a picture of a pair of eyes with burning golden pupils.

When Chu Zihang saw the painting, he realized that this was not a prank.

Especially the following line of words.

[Want to kill Odin? Then accept this invitation]

Want to kill Odin?

why not?
Chu Zihang tried to write back to the other party, but received no response, so he went to the appointment on time according to the time and place given by the other party.

“Patta, patta…”

There were footsteps coming from the second floor.

Chu Zihang raised his head, put down his umbrella, calmly unzipped his long bag, and took out a brown baseball bat.

The mysterious man stood on the second floor and looked down, meeting Chu Zihang's eyes.

His appearance was inhuman.

Chu Zihang was shocked.

He remembered the free gift his mother Su Xiaoyan and her girlfriends got from the mall after shopping: a hood mask... a dog-headed man!

This was chosen by Su Xiaoyan. She thought it was very interesting and wanted Chu Zihang to try it on.

Chu Zihang refused, but was impressed by the dog-head mask with a smiling face.

The mysterious man's dog head mask is a rare Husky version, with white fur, black stripes, and wise eyes. It is so mysterious and magical. The Husky's dignity, like the Tibetan fox, is a work of God's inspiration, or it may be the result of a convulsion caused by drinking.

"Hello, I'm Fenrir." The kobold said politely, his voice was hoarse, like the voice of a middle-aged man.

Fenrir?
A giant wolf in Norse mythology, the first child of Loki, the god of trickery, and Angrboda, the giantess, and the eldest brother of the giant serpent Jörmungandr and the goddess of death Hela.

Legend has it that during the Ragnarok War, Fenrir finally broke free from the chains that imprisoned him and devoured and killed Odin, the king of the gods.

Since Odin does exist, it is not surprising that there is a Fenrir. Chu Zihang actually hopes that Fenrir is hiding in the dark side of the world, waiting for the destined day to come, eat Odin and fulfill his destiny.

but!

Fenrir is a demon wolf, why is he holding a husky mask?

Even Chu Zihang, who had facial paralysis, had his eyes twitching and almost couldn't hold it together.

Kobold, no, this name would make the atmosphere more humorous, call him Fenrir.

Fenrir glanced at the baseball bat in Chu Zihang's hand and smiled, "Aren't you unprepared and worried that this is a trap?"

"Who are you?" Chu Zihang looked directly at Fenrir.

"Fenrir, I grant you strength to help you kill Odin's giant wolf." Fenrir, wearing a husky mask, said in an aural tone.

Being stared at by the wise eyes, Chu Zihang fell silent. On his way here, he had guessed many identities of the mysterious man and the circumstances of their meeting.

His email address is not difficult to get. Every time the school collects information, they will ask students to fill in their QQ numbers. But Chu Zihang doesn't think it's a prank by his classmates. First, they are not so boring (no courage), and second, Chu Zihang has never mentioned the golden pupils and the God King Odin to anyone, including Su Xiaoyan, and he has not found the same kind in Shilan Middle School.

As for the meeting situation, Chu Zihang had seen many Hollywood movies about Kingsmen and spies, with gloomy environments and abandoned factories. They didn't talk much, and every word was worth pondering. He lit a cigarette (Su Xiaoyan forbade Chu Zihang to smoke, so she passed), and after a few words, he handed over the box that would influence and change the fate of a senior official and a country.

But now?

I'm talking to a dog-headed man about killing gods, which is no less than a brown bear hugging a sea otter and saying, let's go kill Godzilla!

Bullshit!
Chu Zihang took a deep breath and said coldly.

"That's all for the joke."

After that, he turned around and left.

"look into my eyes."

Fenrir's voice suddenly became like a loud bell.

Chu Zihang subconsciously looked at the eyes of wisdom with distinct black and white, and then he was frozen, his body tensed, as if he had encountered a wolf in the wild.

No, those golden eyes that were clearly visible through the eyes of wisdom were more terrifying than a wolf, like facing an ancient dragon!

The current Chu Zihang has not experienced the blood burst to improve his bloodline, and the eternally burning pupil master has not yet been born. Under Fenrir's gaze, Chu Zihang's bloodline was called upon, and a pair of faint golden eyes under the black beautiful contact lenses sparkled.

"Have you ever played World of Warcraft?" Fenrir asked.

"What?" Chu Zihang trembled with fear and looked anxious, puzzled.

"To put it another way. All the gifts from fate have already been secretly marked with a price." Fenrir said slowly, he raised his hand and threw something at Chu Zihang.

"Now, I am destiny, and you make the choice."

Chu Zihang reached out and caught it steadily. He looked down and saw that the cylindrical glass test tube was the color of plasma. No, it was blood.

"The blood of a dragon embryo can purify your bloodline. Your father's bloodline is very noble, but your mother is an ordinary person. You are just mediocre when they combined. You are very unwilling, right?"

"Drink it, and you will go further in the world of dragons, and be closer to killing Odin."

"But this will come at a price," Fenrir said softly, "From now on, you are mine. I will not interfere with your daily life, but sometimes you need to follow my arrangements and help me do things."

"In simple terms, this is a master-servant contract. If you do a good job, I will give you rewards from time to time."

"The choice is yours," Fenrir said.

Chu Zihang raised his baseball bat high, pointed it at Fenrir, and said rationally, "Why did you help me? Why should I trust you?"

Fenrir smiled but said nothing.

Chu Zihang suddenly felt a tremendous pressure, like a mountain falling down. The air came from all directions, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Why should I help you? Because you have Odin's mark on you, and you will meet Him again sooner or later."

"Odin and I are mortal enemies. He is too afraid of me, and I am tired of him hiding from me. So I need a key, which is you."

"Now, do you believe me?"

Chu Zihang looked up at Fenrir with complicated eyes and nodded.

The sense of oppression he felt from Fenrir was second only to Odin. (Because Chu Zihang had not yet left the Novice Village and had not seen the world)
“…I need some time to think about it, and I think I will agree.” Chu Zihang said.

"Now, immediately." Fenrir said coldly.

"I'll give you ten seconds. After ten seconds, if you say no, the glass test tube in your hand will break, and the door to revenge will be closed to you forever. If you drink it, congratulations, you will have the protection of the king." Fenrir sighed.

"ten"

"Nine"

"Eight"

The countdown echoed in the empty factory. Chu Zihang's heart was beating very fast and it was difficult for him to stay calm.

This choice was too sudden.

"Seven"

"six"

"Fives"

"Four"

There are so many choices in life that may take you a year, ten years, or even a lifetime to choose, but there are also a few that only take ten seconds.

"three"

"two"

Chu Zihang made his choice.

He returned alive from the Nibelung just to make this choice!

Chu Zihang pulled out the cork, raised his head, and drank the evolution medicine in one gulp.

Then, he smashed the glass test tube to the ground and broke it.

"one."

"Congratulations," Fenrir said.

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