Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 387 You are not a dragon, you see me as a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.

While Su Enxi and the other two were flying in the sky, before the intelligence could be updated, Lu Mingfei relayed the information that Fingel had just gathered.

Upon hearing this, Chip Girl put the unfinished chips on the control panel, opened her laptop, and typed away for a while before discovering that Angers had indeed left Japan not long ago.

"That's really true." While gloating, Su Enxi didn't forget to point out Jiu De Mai:
"Look how important it is to have a stable support base that doesn't cause any trouble. Even someone as strong as Angers, the world's strongest dragon slayer, was driven crazy by his incompetent teammates. Hurry up and thank Sister Enxi."

"Eat your potato!" Mai Shude was driving, so it wasn't appropriate to pull her over and armbar her right now. She could only raise her middle finger to show her attitude.

"Conan brings death wherever he goes, you bring trouble wherever you go. I've already sent people to investigate that Friedrich von Long, but don't get your hopes up too high." Su Enxi put away her laptop and continued munching on her potato chips.

"Having made such a grave mistake and being targeted by Angers, the most powerful thug of the Secret Service, Friedrich would not choose to stay in the capital if he were in his right mind."

“It’s alright, I can wait. I just hope he doesn’t die of old age before I find him.” Lu Mingfei smiled. Friedrich was from the same era as Angers, and if he were still alive, he would be over a hundred years old.

Hybrids have a longer lifespan than ordinary humans. If they don't participate in dragon-slaying wars or contract incurable serious illnesses or vices, they can easily live past one hundred years old.

"Where's the Chen family?" Mai glanced at the rearview mirror. Two quiet, beautiful girls were sitting in a row eating candy. One of them, with red hair, reminded her of the main purpose of her trip:

"Before we left, I even made a bet with Potato Chips to see if the Chen family could hold out until our plane landed."

Although they had discussed it beforehand and asked Lu Mingfei not to act so quickly, sometimes accidents happen so fast that the Chen family might just run into Lu Mingfei and provoke him.

"So who wins and who loses now?" Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow, ready to split the prize with the winner.

"We neither won nor lost; we didn't even gamble." Su Enxi pouted. "We chose the kind of bets you wouldn't touch."

"How are things going in Japan? How much did you lose on your investment?" Lu Mingfei still remembered that Su Enxi had invested more than 200 billion US dollars in the Sheqi Bajia, and the previous earthquake had caused considerable losses.

"It's alright. I knew the Snake Clan was facing this calamity, so I was prepared long ago." Su Enxi smiled smugly. Before the God-Slaying Plan was implemented, she began to sell off the stocks of the Snake Clan's companies. By the time the natural disaster was about to strike, she had successfully minimized her losses and even turned a profit through some other unspeakable means.

The business world is like a battlefield. She got the script in advance and was already invincible because of the information gap.

How is this any different from the US president changing policies to manipulate stocks and make a fortune?
After this ordeal, the Snake Clan suffered heavy losses and it will take a long time to recover. When the time is right, Su Enxi can reappear as a savior angel investor and continue to be the Snake Clan's major creditor.

"No businessman is without guile," Lu Mingfei remarked. "By the way, could you take a look at this house for me? It's Old Chu's old house."

He had only glanced at it briefly before, but he had noted down the house number and the real estate agency platform. Lu Mingfei then casually tossed it to Su Enxi, asking her to keep an eye out and find a way to protect the Chu family's old house if anyone other than Chu Zihang wanted to buy it.

Upon hearing this, Su Enxi picked up her phone and tapped it a few times, then said with a relaxed expression, "I've already had someone buy it. You can just have Chu Zihang transfer the money to me directly."

"So fast?"

“I have investments in the group that owns that real estate company, so it’s just a matter of a word.”

In just a few words, he subtly showed off.

"You're amazing, potato chips!" Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.

Jiu Demai expressed her doubt: "With Chu Zihang's meager wealth, could he afford a courtyard house in Beijing?"

It wasn't that she looked down on Chu Zihang, but buying this thing was really unnecessary. Whether Chu Zihang inherited the family fortune or worked hard on his own in the future, it was unlikely that he would start a business in Beijing. Buying a house here would not be of much use except for its commemorative significance, and it would be a waste of such a large amount of cash flow.

Of course, if Chu Zihang is as rich as her, with money to burn and a garage full of luxury cars and supercars that he has no time to drive, that's a different story.

As the boss's top lieutenant, and with Wall Street queen Su Enxi helping her manage her finances, Jiu De Mai's net worth is even greater than that of some CEOs of medium-sized enterprises.

"With Junior Brother Lu leading the way to wealth, why would he need to worry about money?" Su Enxi saw things clearly; rather than worrying about Chu Zihang's financial luck, she was more interested in gossiping about his love life.

"How's things going with him and that Titanic-sounding junior? Has the iceberg sunk yet?"

"Wasn't it the Titanic that got sunk?" Lu Mingfei couldn't hold back any longer, pointing at someone with the husky: "What are you implying with those potato chips?!"

After the Titanic struck an iceberg and sank, a couple who became famous in film history were separated by death. The poor boy was forever lost in the icy sea, leaving only the rich girl to live on, still thinking of Jack in her old age.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't suddenly appeared, Xia Mi and Chu Zihang's fate would have been a gender-swapped version of Titanic.

The grooves are still being sewn!

"What did I imply? What did I imply?" Su Enxi pretended to be stupid. "Tell me quickly, I can't wait to hear the story of the childhood sweetheart and the loser senior."

The passengers were discussing gossip, while the person being gossiped about had already eaten and drunk their fill and was strolling along the bustling Chang'an Avenue.

As they walked past the streetlights, the shadows of the boy and girl sometimes overlapped and sometimes separated, like two fish swimming between light and shadow.

Aside from not holding hands, the two looked no different from other couples on the street.

Yes, and she's also quite good-looking.

Chu Zihang turned his head to look and saw Xia Mi walking forward with her hands behind her back like a little old lady. The gloom that lingered on her delicate and pretty face had faded a little, as if she had really turned her sadness into her appetite to vent it, just as she said.

Are you feeling better now?

"It's alright." Xia Mi tilted her head to look at him, the light from the streetlamp falling into her eyes, shattering into tiny specks of light:
"I thought you would be the same as before, keeping quiet all the way, believing that silence is golden."

These words stirred up a long-forgotten memory for Chu Zihang. It was a rare occasion when he didn't have his family driver pick him up from school, just so he could stroll along the way home with the girl beside him.

She stepped onto the narrow curb, spread her arms to maintain her balance, and wobbled forward.

He stood beside her, neither offering a hand to help her nor calling her childish, watching the sunset dye her swaying hair amber.

She always loved to chatter on and on, sharing gossip about school and the neighborhood, complaining about who had slipped her love letters, lamenting which teacher had lost their mind and assigned a ton of homework, and how the stray cat in the neighborhood had just given birth to a litter of kittens...

He only nodded occasionally, seemingly perfunctorily, but in reality he was listening attentively the whole time.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them. After walking the section of road where their shadows overlapped, they finally said goodbye at the fork in the road.

At that time, he was completely unaware that when the two of them walked together, it did not cause any shock or controversy among the surrounding students. Everyone seemed not to notice the two popular figures on campus walking past them, treating them as if they were invisible.

Looking back on that memory now, I understand why.

The Word of Power: Ghost can reduce one's own presence, and Xia Mi clearly has a special method to allow Chu Zihang to share this effect.

He suddenly wanted to know what Xia Mi's feelings were as she walked home that day.

She acted like a dutiful straight man, endlessly trying to find topics to talk about with this wooden-faced guy, attempting to awaken his sense of being the straight man. However, until they parted, the expressionless straight man still nodded yes and shook his head no.

No wonder she wanted to seal these memories away. Chu Zihang's reaction made her seem like one of those love-struck students from Shilan High School who tried to attract the attention of the school's male god but never succeeded.

What an insult this is to the mighty Dragon King!

"How's your brother's situation? Have you made a decision?" he asked.

"That Lu Mingfei guy, he really has a big mouth, he tells you everything." Xia Mi nudged Chu Zihang with her shoulder, but didn't immediately answer his question:

"Speaking of which, when did you two become so close? You're practically inseparable."

"Actually, I don't know either, but he's one of the few people who remembers my father." Chu Zihang shook his head, looking at the flashing neon lights in the distance, recalling when he asked Lu Mingfei before, and Lu Mingfei replied that it might be because they were good brothers in their past lives.

He paused, then added, "And he's the only one who still remembers you."

Xia Mi paused almost imperceptibly. When she left Shilan Middle School, she erased herself from everyone's memory, wiping away all traces of her existence. But she never expected that the most inconspicuous loser would remember everything.

"He really does know everything." Xia Mi sighed, suddenly feeling like a second-rate actress who thought her disguise was flawless, when in reality a master actor was lurking in the shadows watching her clumsy attempt to portray a human girl.

"What a damp and gloomy place!"

"Will you blame me?" She turned her head to look at Chu Zihang. His Adam's apple was very attractive, his jawline was very clear, and his eyelashes were very long. He was the boy she had watched grow up since he was a child, but who she had abandoned for some reason.

"I don't know." Chu Zihang looked at her too. She had big eyes, a slightly chubby face, and sharp canine teeth when she smiled. She was more and more beautiful the more he looked at her, and he could never get tired of looking at her. She was the girl he almost lost.

"When will we know?" She narrowed her eyes, without asking why she didn't know.

"After I know everything." He arched his eyebrows, a very faint smile flashing in his eyes.

"Don't hang out with Lu Mingfei too much in the future. Being a riddle teller will only get you beaten up easily." Xia Mi snorted twice and waved her fists at him a few times.

Chu Zihang avoided the topic and asked again, "So, how is your brother? Has he made a decision?"

Lu Mingfei explained the risks of the surgery, and he should have shown some concern for the patient, both morally and logically.

“Even though my brother is sick, he’s still very capable.” Xia Mi’s expression suddenly darkened, and her clenched fist came down.
"But if he has the surgery, it will be very difficult for him to win if he is bullied again."

Xia Mi looked up at the sky. There were a lot of clouds tonight, obscuring the stars and the moon, leaving only a hazy, mottled black and gray, much like her previously unclear fate.

But the weather forecast says tomorrow will be a good day, with clear skies, gentle breezes, and light clouds.

Chu Zihang opened his mouth as if to say something, but Xia Mi didn't give him a chance. She turned her head to look at him and gave him a bright smile:
“He used to protect me from being bullied, now it’s my turn to protect him.” Chu Zihang looked at her, his expressionless face, like an iceberg struck by the Titanic, gradually melting away from her radiant smile. A clear curve appeared at the corners of his lips, and he nodded, saying:

"Ah."

"What the hell?!" Xia Mi's smile vanished abruptly, her cheeks puffed out in anger, and she raised her hand to elbow this clueless blockhead.
"At this point, you should say, 'You protect him, and I'll protect you!'"

"Huh? Ah!" Chu Zihang realized he had spoiled the mood again, and repeated the girl's words word by word:
"From now on, you protect your brother, and I'll protect you."

However, Xia Mi was still sulking. She glared at him, crossed her arms, and raised her chin.

"I don't need your protection!"

Even disregarding the success of the surgery, there is an insurmountable gap between Chu Zihang and her right now.

Even if he climbed to the limit using the forbidden secret technique of the Secret Party to forcibly purify his bloodline, and even fell into the form of a Deadpool, he could still only see her blurry back.

You are not a dragon, so you see me as a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the moon in the sky.

If you were a dragon, you would see me as a mayfly gazing at the blue sky!

This is the king of the earth and mountains! His greatness needs no further explanation!

Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer. He wanted to remain silent but was afraid Xia Mi would punish him later. After thinking for a moment, mimicking Lu Mingfei's thought process, he came up with an appropriate answer:

"Then, could you please protect me while you're at it?"

These words struck a chord with Xia Mi. In her mind, Chu Zihang was a male cho... a weak and helpless handsome man who needed protection.

In the future, they will be facing either the next generation or the first generation of dragon kings. Chu Zihang is thin and weak, and if he were to be in the front, he might lose his life if he got bumped or hit. How could she feel at ease with that?

But boys never like to be looked down upon, so she couldn't very well put her arm around his shoulder and say, "From now on, you'll be standing behind me cheering me on." Instead, she glanced at him up and down and said indifferently, "We'll see how you perform."

"May I visit your brother before his surgery?" Chu Zihang asked tentatively, seeing that she was in a good mood.

"Maybe next time. He's not in a good position to see guests right now." Xia Mi declined his request to meet his parents. "But if you have any gifts you'd like to give him, you can give them to me and I'll pass them on for you."

After Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang left in the afternoon, Xia Mi stayed in Nibelungen and talked a lot with Fenrir.

Fenrir may not be very intelligent, but he is not hopelessly stupid. His mind is equivalent to that of a young child, with normal interests and cognition, and he knows how much strength he has.

Xia Mi didn't want to hide it from him, so she told him about all the consequences of stripping him of the power of the King of Earth and the Mountain, leaving the choice to him.

She had considered many possibilities. She had imagined that Fenrir would refuse her because he would be stripped of his birthright and fall back into a deep sleep, unable to see her again. She had also imagined that he would accept her so that he could have a free body and go out into the world with her. But Fenrir's answer was still beyond her expectations.

After she explained the pros and cons, Fenrir's eyes remained clear as he looked at her expectantly and said something that instantly brought tears to her eyes:
"If we give our power to my sister, will no one be able to bully her anymore?"

This clumsy pureblood dragon, limited by its intelligence, sees the world as very small, and the most important thing in its life is the younger sister it regards as its older sister.

He was indeed worried about being stripped of his authority and falling into a long slumber, unable to see Xia Mi again, but he was even more afraid that Xia Mi would be harmed while he was asleep.

He longed to leave the dark and gloomy Nibelungen to breathe fresh air, and to travel and enjoy the scenery with Xia Mi as before, but even more so, he wanted Xia Mi to have the ability to protect herself.

In the past, whenever Xia Mi didn't take him out, he would worry a lot, wondering what would happen if he was bullied by the dragon while he was away from his sister.

Now, he is trapped in prison and cannot avenge his sister even when she is bullied.

Therefore, instead of wasting all his energy living a life of idleness and waiting to die in Nibelungen, he might as well use that energy to make his sister stronger so that no one could bully her anymore.

It was this simple and unadorned request that ignited Xia Mi's worries and pressures over the years, causing her to burst into tears.

Fenrir had no idea why his sister was crying. In his fragmented memory, he couldn't find any image of Xia Mi crying. She always seemed so composed and confident; she had never been so heartbroken.

So I could only apologize to her cautiously and pile all the potato chips I had saved up at her feet, hoping to cheer her up.

However, the more carefully Xia Mi tried to please him, the harder it became for her to hold back her tears.

After Xia Mi finally managed to stop her overflowing sorrow, she made a decision in her heart.

She hadn't expected that Lu Mingfei and his group wouldn't wait for her and would go straight to dinner, leaving the hotel empty-handed.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang had the mark she left on him, and he easily found the cold and handsome man who was alone.

After getting a free meal and chatting for a while, the sadness of the impending separation of the siblings was somewhat alleviated, and my mood finally calmed down.

Just then, there happened to be a department store by the roadside, bustling with people. Chu Zihang then asked, "What does your brother like?"

Xia Mi tapped her chin: "Just treat him like Fingel, and use him as the benchmark for choosing gifts."

Chu Zihang immediately understood and walked straight towards the KFC next to him.

Watching his unwavering back, Xia Mi's forehead creased with annoyance. Even if you've guessed something, it's still a gift for a critically ill patient. Sending fried chicken and cola is really ridiculous!
Just as she was internally complaining, Chu Zihang suddenly stopped halfway and turned to look at her: "Does your brother have a big appetite?"

Xia Mi sighed and rubbed her forehead: "Just arrange the dosage according to Fingel's."

After saying that, she felt it was still a bit lacking and added, "And then there's Erii and Lu Mingfei."

Even if Chu Zihang emptied the entire KFC today, it would be difficult to fill Fenrir's mouth. He can just have a simple craving. When he wakes up from his slumber in the future, he will have plenty of opportunities to experience the beauty of the world.

Not long after, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi each carried two large woven bags that the store clerk had hastily bought from the side. Standing at the entrance of KFC, they felt that the night breeze was a bit noisy.

"Did we buy too much?" Chu Zihang noticed that everyone around them was looking at them. Before he ordered, their eyes were filled with envy and a little jealousy, but after the clerk packed the food, their eyes were filled with admiration.

Xia Mi looked at him expressionlessly: "What do you think?"

Just now, Chu Zihang almost bought out all the raw materials in KFC's kitchen in one go. The staff worked at full speed to complete this huge order and were almost exhausted.

With so many things, it was difficult for her to carry them to the Nibelungen, and even getting through the subway security checkpoint was a challenge.

The fragrance is too strong; it can't be masked at all!

"Let's put these back at the hotel first, and then go to the supermarket to buy some other things." Chu Zihang looked around, trying to find a taxi.

"Are you trying to kill me with exhaustion?" Xia Mi glared at him. Although she could still lift an overloaded heavy truck, she should at least give her a little more weight!

Just as Chu Zihang was about to explain, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice: "What are you trying to do?"

Looking up, they saw Caesar and Nono. They had been strolling around and noticed something interesting happening here, so they came to take a look. They found Chu Zihang and Xia Mi buying fried chicken, hamburgers, and cola.

"Let's show our love to the left-behind children!" Xia Mi quickly came up with an excuse before Chu Zihang could speak.

"Feeding them this late at night?" Nono was speechless, feeling that these people who graduated from Shilan Middle School seemed a bit abnormal.

Lu Mingfei goes without saying; he's an old coin.

Chu Zihang goes without saying; he's a pure scumbag.

Even the most anthropomorphic Xia Mi has a touch of abstraction.

A normal child would be full after eating one or two hamburgers, but these four whole bags—are they meant to remind the neighborhood kids of the recent Children's Day, or to improve the children's meals at an orphanage?

"That's not important." Xia Mi looked at them expectantly. "Are you busy right now?"

Nono looked at the fragrant fried chicken burgers in their hands, and felt the gazes of the surrounding onlookers fall on them. Just as she was about to speak, her boyfriend, whose gentlemanly conduct was ingrained in his mind, spoke first:
"I'm not busy. Do you need any help?"

Nono glanced at him sideways, her lips moving silently: "This is something I can do!"

Caesar blinked, responding with his eyes: "Not busy right now!"

The next second, he took two steps forward and took two large bags of KFC from Xia Mi.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the two women, he weighed it in his hand, and then solemnly hung it on Chu Zihang's left wrist.

He clapped his hands and gave Xia Mi a hearty laugh: "Then you junior sisters have fun, we'll be going now."

After saying that, while Xia Mi and the passersby were speechless with emotion, she took Nuonuo's hand and squeezed into the crowd with a sense of satisfaction from doing a good deed.

"Does he have some serious illness?" Xia Mi asked, pausing for two seconds before pointing in the direction where Caesar and Nono had disappeared.

Chu Zihang nodded expressionlessly. Kassel College was a place where lunatics and madmen gathered, and Caesar, as the student council president, was the most insane of all.

"Ha, I kind of regret joining Kassel." Xia Mi sighed, took the bag from Chu Zihang's right hand, and seeing that his palm was empty and didn't look good, she put her own hand in and held it.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)