A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 119 Chen Motong: Su Qian's actions were swift, accurate, and ruthless.

Fingel stayed in the library for three hours and didn't return to his dorm until nearly 5 a.m.

Lu Mingfei was a little puzzled by the fact that his academically gifted senior slept until noon. He always seemed to be sometimes diligent and sometimes lazy.

On this very day, Chu Zihang and Su Qian made an appointment and visited the psychological counseling room together.

Prior to this, Chu Zihang and Su Qian returned to school last night and went to the Lionheart Society this morning to set up a bestowal ceremony in the president's office.

They took turns praying and received the rewards bestowed by the old church.

Chu Zihang obtained an alchemical Japanese sword similar to Murasame. As a piece that Lao Tang put out to sell for money, its sturdiness and sharpness are beyond question, and it is much stronger than Murasame.

What Chu Zihang liked most was this new knife, which possessed a magical alchemical domain that, once activated, could generate flames with a temperature of up to 5000 degrees Celsius.

It should be noted that Chu Zihang's own Word of Power, Monarch Flame, can only barely generate a temperature of around 500 degrees Celsius. After the first Blood Explosion, the Monarch Flame only reaches a temperature of 800 degrees Celsius (the second Blood Explosion reaches 8000 degrees Celsius).

The flames, reaching a temperature of 5000 degrees Celsius, are ten times hotter than the normal flames!
Moreover, as an arsonist, creating flames out of thin air requires consuming corresponding spiritual energy.

In other words, this new weapon greatly helped Chu Zihang, saving him the spiritual energy needed to create fire out of thin air and improving his sustained combat power under normal conditions. Chu Zihang loved it and polished it many times.

Susie also gained a lot, obtaining three special alchemical bullets, each more abstract than the last.

The most honest bullets are also the explosive rounds produced by Lao Tang, which can create an explosion with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees with one shot;
The next two shots were made by Xu Lie's clone, and they were even more bizarre: one was a Word Spirit Bullet, and the other was a Heart-Stealing Bullet.

As the name suggests, the former can seal the opponent's words of power, and even allow Susie to use the opponent's words of power for ten minutes; the latter is even more outrageous, as long as it hits, it ignores armor and forcibly steals the target's heart out of the body.

Upon learning the effects of the two special bullets, Chu Zihang was dumbfounded, unable to believe that these were bullets that could be created through alchemy.

Fortunately, Susie explained in time that the latter two bullets would be ineffective against dragons of the third generation or higher and would likely fail, which dissuaded Chu Zihang from his idea.

Otherwise, Chu Zihang would have disregarded his pride and dignity, shamelessly begged for the Heart-Stealing Bullet, and then searched the world for Odin, giving him a shot.

After sorting out their findings, the two worked together to handle some of the Lionheart Society's affairs before heading to the counseling room when it was almost time for their appointment.

Walking on the sunny campus, Chu Zihang keenly sensed the gazes that were secretly watching him.

The monitors were very good at this kind of work; they didn't keep a close eye on Chu Zihang for long periods of time, but only glanced at him occasionally.

In the past, Chu Zihang might not have noticed, but now, with his enhanced sense of danger amplified by the magic potion, he can easily detect the covert surveillance.

"Sigh." Even though he had learned from Chen Motong that the school was suspicious, Chu Zihang still felt a sense of unease when he actually faced the academy's surveillance.

Susie pretended to be nonchalant and continued chatting with Chu Zihang, but secretly she became wary.

Before returning to school, the two had discussed that if either of them discovered the school's surveillance, they would give a warning in a natural and unusual manner.

For example, Chu Zihang's sigh. The usually aloof Chu Zihang would not normally do such a thing.

Fortunately, the surveillance was just surveillance; there was no intention to capture them. The two arrived at the counseling room safely.

"Please come in."

Having received permission, Chu Zihang pushed open the door and entered, only to find that he did not see Professor Masafumi Tomiyama, but rather Chen Motong, who was sitting casually on the desk with her legs crossed.

Susie followed behind Chu Zihang, habitually glancing quickly around: "Professor Tomiyama isn't here?"

Chen Motong chuckled and boasted, "I told you that Chu Zihang needs treatment for his mental illness, but he values ​​his privacy and doesn't want more people to know."

"Professor Toyama is so understanding; he left just before your appointment time."

"Anyway, sit down, sit down." Chen Motong jumped down from the desk, gesturing for the two to sit down, and brewed three cups of hot tea.

Chu Zihang, quick-witted, concluded: "It seems that Professor Toyama trusts your abilities."

Susie blushed slightly, gave Chen Motong a look that said, "You're such a loyal best friend," and sat down next to Chu Zihang. Chen Motong served tea and sat down opposite the two of them: "My abilities as a psychologist are no joke, so of course Professor Tomiyama will trust me."

"?!" Chu Zihang and Su Qian simultaneously gave Chen Motong a look, signaling him not to say anything out of line, as they were on campus and Norma might be monitoring them.

Although outsiders might only recognize the term "psychologist" as referring to a legitimate doctor, Chu Zihang and Su Xi knew that it was the name of Nono's magic potion sequence.

We still need to be careful.

Previously, at the Lionheart Society's office, they also conducted numerous checks to ensure that there were no eavesdropping devices or miniature cameras in the president's office before daring to set up the ceremony.

"Hey, it's nothing." Chen Motong casually patted down, telling the two people opposite not to worry: "Senior Fingel just texted me saying he's already taken care of Norma."

“At yesterday’s gathering, I had a frank talk with senior student Fingel and we even exchanged contact information.”

"Just in case, I even prayed to Mr. Fool. Was Mr. Fool a prophet? Or a diviner? I don't know. Anyway, Mr. Fool affirmed Senior Fingel's contribution, which means that Senior Fingel really did manage to win over Norma."

"You don't need to worry about Norma anymore. Now, let's talk about your worries?"

Chu Zihang and Su Xi then vaguely confirmed that the legendary senior student Fingel, who had repeated eight years, must be Mr. White Tower.

Upon hearing Chen Motong's question, Chu Zihang took a deep breath, cleared his mind, opened his mouth, and remained silent.

It wasn't until Chu Zihang took another deep breath that he finally made up his mind to reopen his wounds and revisit the past.

Tell your two companions about speeding a Maybach on the overpass on that stormy night.

When Susie heard that Chu Zihang's father had faced Odin alone with a sword, killed many Death Servants, and protected Chu Zihang as he drove away, tears streamed down her face.

Without thinking, she placed her little hand on the back of Chu Zihang's hand.

The recollection made Chu Zihang feel as if he had returned to that rainy night, where he was frozen stiff from the icy rain. It was as if a warm current had flowed into him, warming him from his left hand all the way to his heart.

Subconsciously turning his head, Chu Zihang saw Su Qian with hazy eyes, nodding firmly at him, as if silently conveying that she would stay by his side no matter what.

For some reason, Chu Zihang felt much better.

Every time he recalls that rainy night, countless negative emotions arise; his heart feels like a vast lawn.

The grass was battered and withered by the storm that night; countless blades of grass were blown flat on the ground, unable to rise again.

At that moment, a warm hand suddenly appeared, holding up an umbrella for a small section of grass, squatting down without minding the rain and mud, and gently stroking each blade of grass.

Although it could only warm a small patch of the lawn, it was a rare and precious thing in such a violent, freezing rain.

Chen Motong raised an eyebrow with amusement, her lips pursed into a round shape as if she wanted to whistle and tease her best friend.

But in the end, I didn't blow it out. I could only praise myself in my heart, "Well done, girl, you were decisive enough and the timing was just right!"

Once Chu Zihang's emotions had calmed down a bit, Chen Motong stopped being a spectator and instead used her skills as a psychologist to comfort him: "This is normal."

"You could even say you did it perfectly. If I were in junior high school, I couldn't possibly have done any better than you in this situation."

The psychologist's soothing skills were subtly activated to calm Chu Zihang down as quickly as possible and to minimize his negative emotions about that night.

Just then, the door to the counseling room opened again, and a confident invitation rang out: "Nono, the cafeteria got a rare Alba white truffle for lunch today, my treat..."

The three instinctively turned around at the sound and saw the blond nobleman barging in.

Caesar's previously cheerful expression turned serious: "Chu Zihang, what are you doing here?"

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