Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 79 Chu Zihang awakens; this kind of thing is like a tonic!
The next morning.

Lu Mingfei took Su Xiaoqiang to Xiangyang Airport, and then took a private car arranged by the Zhou family back to Tangcheng.

[Name: Lu Mingfei]

[Level: LV51]

[Experience value: 181/43000]

【Combat strength: 544】

Wealth Index: 8.1

[Bloodline: S (Activated)]

[Words of Power: Anyone can do it, shut up, don't die, Black Sheep Wall, Weapon Master, Bloodline Jiro]

[Special Status: Something for Nothing Fusion 15%]

[Evaluation: Since the power of words must be released through sound, how would one release multiple powers of words simultaneously?]

[Current deep intelligence extraction privileges: 44 times.]

Lu Mingfei stared intently at the items on the panel, deep in thought.

"President Su is a man of principle; he still transferred that ten million..."

While shopping with Su Xiaoqiang yesterday, he also bought a cell phone. Now that he's finally come to his senses, he naturally wants to call his boss to discuss the situation.

He hadn't brought it up himself, but President Su remembered it perfectly. A few minutes after hanging up the phone, President Su sent him a remittance text message. He hadn't been shortchanged a penny, and even the taxes were saved.

Actually, this is a minor issue. Given Lu Mingfei's standards for quality of life, a million or ten million in savings makes no difference to him. And if he were to get involved in alchemy, then a million or ten million would be no different.

"It seems that eating can no longer increase combat power... This is bad news, but learning martial arts from the Zhou family next will probably improve it a bit."

This was something the Zhou family promised Lu Mingfei. They hoped that Lu Mingfei would severely shatter Nuwa's confidence in the gaming field and help her overcome her internet addiction. In return, he could freely choose any game manual and arrange for someone to teach her.

There seemed to be no reason to refuse. As an ancient dragon-slaying family that had been active for thousands of years, they must have a lot of good stuff, and probably all sorts of secrets. It would definitely do them no harm to learn more.

I never thought I wouldn't need to go to school, but I still can't avoid learning.

Lu Mingfei didn't have any objections to this... Anyway, it's about balancing work and rest. It's not like he's not allowed to play games anymore... In fact, playing games has become tuition! That's really going against the grain!

"Alchemy is also good; we should learn it too."

Lu Mingfei continued to plan his next steps in his mind.

"I have plenty of opportunities to use the [Deep Intelligence Extraction Permission], so I must make use of it... I'll take advantage of Old Tang and see if I can use alchemy to help ordinary people obtain bloodlines as well."

Despite Lu Mingfei's insistence, the Zhou family ultimately did not arrange for professionals to provide 'psychological counseling' for Su Xiaoqiang, as he was worried about potential long-term consequences.

In this way, Su Xiaoqiang became one of the very few ordinary people who understood the 'real world'.

However, if given the chance, Lu Mingfei would certainly hope that Su Xiaoqiang could become a hybrid. If the Zhou family's secret records do not contain the relevant answers, then he would have no choice but to 'consult' the alchemy god from the ancient dragon era.

……

The black sedan arrived at the private palace complex in a corner of Tang City.

Good news has been waiting for a long time.

Chu Zihang woke up.

Lu Mingfei was overjoyed.

Led by Zhou Minhao, who was dressed in Tang Dynasty attire, we headed to another corner of the palace complex.

This is a tower-shaped building that still retains its ancient charm on the outside, but once you go inside, you realize that it is actually a hospital with a modern hospital style interior and a variety of advanced equipment and instruments.

Lu Mingfei had been there once yesterday, so he immediately went to the intensive care unit where Chu Zihang was located.

Sunlight streamed through the white gauze curtains, and a young man in a striped hospital gown, covered with various tubes and wires, leaned against the headboard, drinking porridge, while doctors and nurses came and went around him.

In that battle on the overpass, Chu Zihang's injuries were much more severe than Lu Mingfei's. During his direct confrontation with Odin, the sharp spear pierced his body countless times. Although those horrific wounds healed quickly in his blood-surge state, they still caused him immense strain.

In contrast, Lu Mingfei was merely exhausted and didn't need to go to the hospital at all.

When Lu Mingfei entered the ward, Chu Zihang had just finished a bowl of porridge and was trying to move his limbs. The nurse next to him still had a sweet smile, and it was clear that she really wanted to help, but she did not have his permission.

"Senior brother, you're awake." Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

"Ah."

Chu Zihang nodded, seemingly wanting to respond with a smile, but the gesture was too difficult for him.

On one hand, there was a persistent, dull ache in my muscles all over my body; on the other hand, I wasn't used to making that expression.

"No need, no need, senior brother, you rest. I appreciate your kind gesture."

Lu Mingfei quickly waved his hand, stopping Chu Zihang from trying to make a zombie-like smile.

There's really no need for all this fancy stuff; the [Affection Level: 9] on the panel says it all.

After this battle, my senior brother's favorability rating was almost maxed out.

At this moment, Zhou Minhao wisely called the surrounding medical staff out, including himself, to give the two of them space to talk.

However, after everyone else left,
Chu Zihang did not rush to speak, but instead relaxed his gaze and focused on the white ceiling.

It was rare to see such an expression on his face. In the past, Chu Zihang was like a never-ending machine. Once the spring in his body loosened, he would tighten it on his own and continue to devote himself to a monk-like life, just to tirelessly pursue the enemy in his heart.

Just as Lu Mingfei had predicted.

When Chu Zihang wielded the Village Rain and cleaved the god at the end of the overpass in two, along with his horse, the fourteen-year-old boy finally escaped the prison set up by Odin on that stormy night of the typhoon.

"Ahem... Senior brother, you should ask about what happened afterward."

Someone coughed lightly as a reminder.

"What happened next?" Chu Zihang smiled silently. "Haha, of course, it was me, your junior brother, who showed off my prowess."

Lu Mingfei, beaming with excitement, immediately recounted to Chu Zihang what happened that night... Of course, he didn't know everything that happened afterward, so he only focused on the part where he took action, using a lot of adverbs and adjectives, as if the entire Great Dao had been obliterated as he pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

Having read so many fantasy books... cough cough, literary books, I should at least have this level of understanding.

But to be fair, it's not too exaggerated, after all, the Nibelungen was completely destroyed.

The lively atmosphere was a great success.

Listen to the whole story.

Chu Zihang nodded, his expression still calm, but one could see the joy hidden within.

He was genuinely happy for Lu Mingfei.

“You are better than me,” Chu Zihang said softly.

"Haha... no, not at all." Lu Mingfei chuckled dryly.

“No, once, someone died behind me, and I did nothing but keep driving forward… By the time I realized I was a coward and desperately wanted to go back and find him, I could no longer find him,” Chu Zihang said. “So you are really better than me. In the same situation, you chose to be brave.”

"You saved me. If it weren't for your choice back then, I wouldn't be lying in this hospital bed talking to you now."

"I understand him a little better now."

Chu Zihang spoke a long, steady speech.

Lu Mingfei knew that Chu Zihang was referring to the first time he faced Odin when he was fourteen years old, a past event he had probably never mentioned to anyone else.

The last "he" naturally refers to Chu Zihang's father, Chu Tianjiao, the powerful hybrid who drew his sword and charged at Odin to allow Chu Zihang to escape, but whose existence was ultimately erased.

only……

Lu Mingfei suddenly became a little nervous.

This atmosphere isn't quite what I imagined. It feels a bit like, "Ah! My wish has been fulfilled, I can finally die!"

Tonic!
This kind of thing is a tonic!
"Ahem, senior brother... there's something else. Lie down and don't get agitated."

After calming down Chu Zihang, who had a slightly doubtful expression, Lu Mingfei glanced back at the tightly closed ward door.

Then he leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Based on my... judgment, the Odin you killed that day should have been named Olaf Sigurd."

Sure enough, upon hearing these words, a glint of light flashed in Chu Zihang's eyes.

It was as if the warrior's heart within me had suddenly awakened at that moment.

"Sigurd?"

“Yes.” Lu Mingfei nodded solemnly.

Although Deadpool, whose form was completely different from that of a normal human under the Odin mask, only briefly displayed a panel unique to humans, Lu Mingfei still managed to capture some information.

Name: Olaf Zigurd

This is the name of the fake Odin statue that stands at the end of the viaduct!

Of course, whether it's a fake or not, Lu Mingfei doesn't need to remind him too much; Chu Zihang will naturally make his own judgment.

“In Norse mythology, Sigurd is the grandson of Odin, the chief god,” Chu Zihang said in a deep voice, taking a deep breath.

Over the years, he had collected a great deal of information about his 'arch-nemesis' from countless channels. When he heard the name now, he naturally and easily matched it with the 'dragon-slaying hero' from mythology.

The prototype of Siegfried, the protagonist of the famous epic poem "The Song of the Nibelungs" and the opera "The Ring of the Nibelungs", is also of the same origin as Sigurd.

But this is a surname that exists only in mythology...

“This surname must be rare. I think it might be very important. Maybe we can find out something about Odin by following this direction,” Lu Mingfei said in a low voice.

"This is indeed very important. Thank you, junior brother."

Chu Zihang's gaze slowly returned to focus, and the extinguished firewood inside seemed to be rekindled.

Since Lu Mingfei was able to learn this information, Chu Zihang naturally attributed it to 'Word Power - Prophet' once again.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's no big deal! There's no need for thanks between us!" Lu Mingfei said with a beaming smile.

"Junior brother, you'd better not easily expose your 'prophet' abilities to others in the future, otherwise it may bring danger," Chu Zihang warned.

"Uh-huh!"

Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice. In fact, there was no need to remind him; he had only shown this ability to Chu Zihang so far.

However, upon seeing Chu Zihang's next move, Lu Mingfei's voice suddenly became urgent: "Senior brother, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Chu Zihang actually tried to get out of bed.

"I've rested enough. I'm going back to the academy to have someone look up this name."

The wounds on his body had not fully healed, and even the slightest movement brought Chu Zihang waves of intense pain, but he seemed completely oblivious to it, ignoring the pain without changing his expression.

Lu Mingfei was now truly anxious.

"As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood, senior brother," he earnestly advised. "There's really no need to be in such a hurry!"

What happened to the promise that killing Odin would bring peace? Even if one had to kill the final Odin to be truly at peace, now that the great battle is over and one is still recovering from serious injuries, a little rest is not unreasonable.

I'm truly impressed...

It's either decadence or recklessness.

This kind of stubborn man is so hard to deal with!

(End of this chapter)