Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 349 Anyway, you have other senior and junior female students, so you've forgotten about me.

"It seems I've forgotten a lot of things."

Xia Mi was a little surprised by these words, but not much.

After all, she had noticed before that Chu Zihang would occasionally look a little lost in thought when he entered that old neighborhood, as if he was being reminded of something by the scenery.

She thought he would wait, wait for her to reveal more flaws, wait for him to recover more of his sealed memories, before he would open up to her.

Unexpectedly, it was said so easily in this courtyard under the moon over the Yangtze River.

So she pretended to be clueless, tilted her head, and met his deep gaze: "Senior, do you really have a pretty senior? Are you changing the subject?"

Such a quirky answer was not unexpected for Chu Zihang. Ever since he equated the girl in front of him with Lu Mingfei's personality, he was no longer surprised by the shocking things she said.

Before he could explain anything, Xia Mi stuck out her tongue and gave him a sly smile: "Hehe, just kidding, Senior Brother, what have you forgotten?"

The loss of important memories is like having a piece forcibly ripped out of a person's heart, leaving an unfillable void.

Fortunately, she did not dig it out; she simply covered it with a layer of camouflage as a form of protection.

In this way, he would only think that his youth was still spent alone, indifferent to external gains or losses, always feeling a kind of detached and out-of-place loneliness.

Chu Zihang didn't look away, only staring at her, and said, "I seem to have forgotten someone, a very important person."

Seeing his deep gaze, Xia Mi's chubby, fair face suddenly flushed crimson, and her eyes darted away. After feigning a shy, girlish demeanor, she then revealed her classic "beware of your senior brother" expression, her delicate face a mixture of shyness and wariness.
"Senior brother, the person you're talking about, could it be me?"

Her expression seemed to say that if Chu Zihang dared to nod, she would say that her way of flirting was outdated.

However, Chu Zihang had spent many days with Lu Mingfei, and whether by being forced to see him or by being subtly influenced, he had also learned a few tricks.

He turned his head slightly, revealing a strikingly handsome profile. His jawline was sharp and defined, and the collar of his shirt gently touched his prominent Adam's apple. He didn't answer, and he was truly a picture of beauty.

Xia Mi glared slightly and said, "How did this person learn to be so shameless?" She remained silent, "He must have been corrupted by that scoundrel Lu Mingfei."

The girl sighed softly, moving her face away from his shoulder, a hint of sorrow and grievance in her eyes, her voice carrying a touch of petulance and frustration:
"If that's your attitude, senior brother, you might as well just ignore me. That way, I'll seem unreasonable. Anyway, you have other senior and junior sisters who are better at chatting, more charming, and better at coaxing senior brothers than me."

The words, as if possessed by Lin Daiyu, truly startled Chu Zihang. His previous posture of silently ascending the west tower alone crumbled instantly. Turning his head to look at the girl with chubby cheeks, he saw that her bright eyes reflected the entire pond, and her voice was as if weeping and lamenting:
"You may still remember your junior sister, but you forgot her as soon as you saw your senior sister."

"If I had known she was coming, I wouldn't have come."

hiss--

These words sent chills down Chu Zihang's spine, as if someone were pressing an ice pick against his tailbone, sending a cold shiver straight to the top of his head.

Not only him, but even Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang, who were eavesdropping from afar, couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

This girl is truly remarkable; she would definitely be a master in a palace intrigue drama.

Lu Mingfei wished he could record those words and replay them repeatedly when Xia Mi revealed her true colors, to see how she would handle herself.

It should be known that in his previous life, this shrimp was also a proud and arrogant person. Even when he was being coquettish with Chu Zihang, he never showed such an affected and pretentious attitude. It's a pity that they were too far apart. What a pity.

Just as Chu Zihang was about to explain that he didn't yet have a senior sister who would make him miss her day and night, he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the guesthouse behind him.

Although it disappeared quickly, it was clear that someone was eavesdropping.

He suddenly turned around and saw a familiar strand of gray hair by the first-floor window, shining brightly in the moonlight.

Xia Mi's acting was interrupted by his movement. She looked back and, although she didn't see anyone, she knew that a burly man was squatting under the wooden window.

"Fingal?" Chu Zihang was relieved from the suffocating atmosphere of the flower-burying girl and was even a little grateful to Fingal for disrupting things, since he really wasn't good at dealing with these kinds of situations.

Hiding under the window, Finger swiftly saved the photos he had just taken, changed their format, encrypted them, and put them in a hidden folder. After confirming everything was safe, he stood up with a sheepish grin and chuckled at the younger students basking in the moonlight outside.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

Xia Mi didn't speak, she just stared at Fingel. If looks could kill, Fingel would probably be riddled with holes by now.

Of course, this was just his own perception. In reality, Xia Mi's eyes were not fierce; they were calm with a hint of dissatisfaction, as if he were accusing Xia Mi of ruining his game of teasing his icy senior brother.

"What's the matter?" Chu Zihang asked.

When he went out to the yard to bask in the moonlight, Fingel was already fast asleep on the sofa, snoring loudly.

“Well, Professor Mans just sent word that there’s something going on.” Fingel held up his phone, the screen showing the call log: “But it seems that the anomaly has disappeared now, so I was wondering if I should tell you.”

All three present knew perfectly well that the commotion was caused by Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang, but they pretended not to know, ended their dangerous moonlit chat, and returned inside.

Seeing this from a distance, Lu Mingfei wished he could rush over, promote Finger, and ask him what trouble he was causing for no reason.

But knowing that too much time had passed, his phone was off, and Chu Zihang's phone was charging and on silent and not with him, the Kassel College could only urge Fingel.

He has done his best to keep it going for so long.

Without waiting any longer, they called Lao Tang and quickly returned to the guesthouse.

He entered the bedroom through the open window, his clothes covered in dust, but he wasn't in a hurry to take a shower. He pushed open the door, stood at the top of the stairs, and asked a question. After hearing it a second time, he didn't interfere and let Fingel and Chu Zihang decide for themselves.

Since Professor Mans had lifted the alert and was no longer allowing them to go over, the group abandoned their plans to go out late at night and returned to their rooms.

Before parting, Xia Mi gave Chu Zihang a rather resentful look, her eyes full of unspoken words and tears welling up, as if Lin Daiyu had descended from the sky and possessed her, leaving Chu Zihang at a loss for words.

Fortunately, the girl couldn't help but chuckle after turning around. Before disappearing down the last step, she turned back slightly to look at the boy still standing downstairs.
"How are you, senior brother? Are you still having trouble sleeping because of worries?"

Looking at the girl's radiant smile, Chu Zihang snapped out of his reverie and smiled slightly, saying, "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Xia Mi stood frozen in place, captivated by the fleeting image of the melting iceberg. She tightened her grip on the handrail, huffed angrily, and strode upstairs.

In the end, he managed to turn the tide.

Leaving that aside, the Kassel College was so shocked that everyone was wide awake. Even the Tang and Zhou families dared not leave and went to investigate the location of the bioelectric current outbreak calculated by the research ship.

On the way, Professor Mans and representatives from the Tang and Zhou families discussed what caused the turbulence, whether the Dragon King had been awakened by an external threat and was investigating something.

Or perhaps they were too close, and the dragon servants guarding the Bronze City noticed that the outsiders were trying to invade the royal tomb and were searching for the enemy.
It remains to be seen; we shall wait and see. The group split into three groups, using flashlights to navigate through the woods.

Ye Sheng, Caesar, and Jiu Deyaqi were grouped together. Jiu Deyaqi, who was standing next to her boyfriend, suddenly remarked, "If Nuonuo were here, she would have been able to find the problem immediately."

After all, she is a genius girl with the ability to "measure and write". If she is with us on this trip, even if we find out the location of the Bronze City and enter it, we can find a way out with her help.

Caesar nodded in agreement. In a sense, his girlfriend was much more useful than him in this situation.

Even afterwards, the same thing happened.

She isn't a great swimmer, but she has received basic training. Given enough time to improve her underwater skills, she will definitely be a great asset to the Kuimen project.

However, with Lu Mingfei nearby who can stand up to Bai Wang without being defeated, all the cleverness and scheming are useless. After all, no matter how much you think and finally find a way, someone else might arrive even faster by smashing and destroying everything in their path.

Based on Caesar's limited understanding of Lu Mingfei, he seemed to have little respect for historical sites. Especially after hearing Nuonuo's recounting, it was clear that the man also treated his parents as if they were long gone, thus incorporating personal feelings into the important matter of historical archaeology, which Caesar disliked greatly.

Given the nature of Kassel College, they naturally didn't want to destroy Bronze City. They wanted to preserve it for research to see if they could uncover any alchemical techniques or materials that humans had never mastered, as well as unknown ancient history and dragon secrets.

Therefore, if Lu Mingfei were to be called upon to slay the dragon, it would likely only be when the situation was beyond redemption.

Before that, it was all his performance time.

After searching for a while, no trace was found. Before leaving, Old Tang casually restored the ground to its original state. He was an absolute expert when it came to concealing his whereabouts.

Returning empty-handed, and finding nothing amiss with the patrol boats on board, the group regrouped and discussed the matter briefly before deciding to patrol all day the next day and dive once that night.

The reason they didn't go tonight was because they were worried there was some great treasure waiting at the bottom of the river. Sending men into the water would be like lambs to the slaughter; the monster below would open and close its mouth, and Ye Sheng and Caesar would be gone.

As for where to dive, we'll have to wait until dawn to conduct the search.

After Tang and Zhou left, Caesar looked at Professor Mans and suddenly said, "Could this be related to Lu Mingfei's arrival?"

Last month's Wushan operation was orchestrated by Lu Mingfei, so it's hard to say that this unusual movement on the Yangtze River is also related to him.

These words startled Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya, who were listening in, but they remained calm, waiting to see how Professor Mans would respond.

Professor Mans pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded slightly: "It's not impossible. After all, the White King was killed by Lu Mingfei just a few days ago, and perhaps he still has the remnants of the White King's aura from before his death on him."

We cannot determine whether the King of Bronze and Fire is currently dormant or incubating. It's possible that even hidden within Bronze City, it can sense the approaching dragon slayers who could threaten its safety.

After saying this, he noted it down and planned to ask Lu Mingfei to verify it the next day.

Professor Mans did not suspect that Lu Mingfei was up to something. After all, he was a genuine dragon slayer who had killed the White King, and this was his homeland. He wouldn't hide his dragon-slaying.

It's impossible that he would think of digging up the Dragon King, becoming sworn brothers with him, and plotting how to replace humans as rulers of the Earth, right?
What a joke! If the Dragon King knew of Lu Mingfei's existence, he would probably immediately think that this kid is so terrifying that he will become a great enemy of the Dragon Clan in the future. He should quickly come to his door and eliminate him as soon as possible, and also force him to find out where the White King's remains are to complete himself.

The three forces watched the river surface with bated breath all night, fearing that a single misstep might cause a giant dragon, several meters long, to leap out and roar across the heavens and earth, creating a major news story that would shock the world.

Fortunately, nothing happened that night.

Only Old Tang couldn't sleep soundly.

It wasn't until a seductive woman, half-undressed, came to ambush him at night that the guesthouse's soundproofing was so-so, and all the guests were of mixed race with keen senses, so even the slightest noise would be noticed.

He had something on his mind, tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep. He finally forced himself to fall asleep, but then dreamed of strange and bizarre scenes.

It wasn't the vengeful spirits of his fellow vicious tomb raiders who had come before, but rather the ancient battlefield from thousands of years ago. He stood atop the towering city wall, dressed in a long robe, looking down at the countless people and dragons with burning golden eyes fighting each other below.

The sounds of fighting echoed through the sky, and everywhere one looked were severed limbs and broken arms, with rivers of blood staining the earth red.

Countless burning boulders were hurled by catapults, crashing heavily onto the city wall and exploding with a deafening roar. The wall collapsed, and soldiers who were firing arrows at the enemy on the wall accidentally fell and were smashed into pieces.

Facing the dark rain of arrows and the whistling boulders of fire, as well as the retreating and fleeing army below, he stood solemnly on the city wall, sighed deeply, glared at the enemy flags in the distance, snorted coldly, and turned to walk into the rear of the city.

Then came Constantine, the frail boy I had dreamed of several times, dressed in white and curled up on the bed with his knees drawn up to his chest.

After the familiar conversation, the two brothers sat together, chanting dragon script that resonated with heaven and earth.

The wind suddenly stopped.

Then came the earthquake.

It wasn't the chaotic shaking of an earthquake, but a rhythmic tremor, like the heartbeat of a giant dragon.

Then, the sky began to burn.

This is not a metaphor; the clouds really did burst into flames, like cotton wool being ignited by an invisible hand.

A fiery red cloud vortex spun above Baidi City, forming a huge vortex several kilometers in diameter.

The center of the vortex slowly descended, like a torch lowered by a god.

Endless fire elements gathered above White Emperor City, causing the temperature of the surrounding area to rise continuously. This terrified both sides fighting below, who knew that this was a cataclysmic disaster capable of destroying everything. They had no time to fight anymore and all fled for their lives.

The power of world-destroying words requires an extremely long period of meditation and chanting, but no matter how slow it is, it is ultimately not enough for them to escape.

The endless fire elements exploded and ignited the moment the last syllable of the dragon's name fell, dancing wildly like countless red fireflies.

A century-old tree suddenly burst into flames, turning to ashes from its crown to its roots in the blink of an eye.

All metal objects in the city began to glow red and heat up; the swords and knives in the blacksmith's shop melted into molten iron; and the bronze bells twisted and deformed like wax.

A thunderous rumble came from the depths of the earth, as if some enormous creature was awakening.

Suddenly, the open land outside the city rose up, cracking open countless fissures, and crimson magma seeped out like blood.

A small mountain collapsed before everyone's eyes, spewing out not rubble, but a stream of viscous lava.

The water level of the Yangtze River began to drop at a visible rate, and huge bubbles rose from the surface, bursting into towering columns of steam.

Just as the atmosphere of impending doom reached its peak, a terrifying explosion engulfed everything in sight.

boom--! ! !
In the end of Old Tang's dream, only endless flames remained, along with two figures embracing each other.

(End of this chapter)