A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 13 Greed, Want It All
Chu Zihang is actually a person with strong principles.

They would not easily betray Kassel and join the Old Church just because they pursue power.

Moreover, most of the hybrids in the Dragon World are actually out of step with ordinary people because of the Sorrow of Blood.

Kassel, a community of mostly mixed-race individuals of the same age, is like their second family, and they find it hard to part with them emotionally.

In short, an exceptionally cruel scale is now placed before Chu Zihang.

On the left are his father, Chu Tianjiao, and his strength; on the right is Kassel College. The two are in a state of balance, wavering between each other.

Fortunately, people's hearts are unpredictable, and Chu Zihang cleverly decided to have them all.

At worst, I can join the old church and then secretly report to Professor Schneider.

Just as Chu Zihang was thinking this, Meng Yutang took out a small piece of paper from his pocket: "By the way, I need to make a statement first."

"Because some dragons have already awakened in secret and are lurking in our human society."

"To avoid being detected by these dragons, even if you join the church, you must not disclose information to non-church members in any way."

"Therefore, you need to read out the honored name on this in Chinese."

Chu Zihang's expression remained unchanged, conveying an air of 'I never intended to leak your information,' as he casually accepted the small note: "Reading this will prevent information leaks?"

There was no distrust hidden in the words at all, so how could reciting a few words prevent leaks?
“Of course.” Meng Yutang, much like a teacher, generously imparted his knowledge of occultism: “This is the esteemed name of our leader, Mr. Fool.”

“As long as it is recited in Chinese, it will attract the attention of Mr. Fool.”

Just saying someone's name will get you attention? Even the Dragon King couldn't achieve that.
Chu Zihang's seemingly cold gaze held a hint of doubt that even a con artist's skills couldn't suppress.

Meng Yutang could understand this idea: "There is no need to question its authenticity; once the recitation of the honored name attracts attention..."

"They are not only restricted by leaked information, but also receive related benefits."

"For example, every Monday at 3 pm, you newcomers who are being watched will be invited by Mr. Fool to attend a mystical exchange meeting."

"For example, in a life-or-death crisis, praying to Mr. Fool in time might receive a response and save your life."

Chu Zihang was secretly alarmed. Meng Yutang's confident demeanor suggested that this Foolish Cult Leader might actually be able to do it.

But wouldn't such an ability be even more powerful than that of the Dragon King?

We'll know tomorrow whether it's true or false; today is already Sunday.

Chu Zihang thought that even if he couldn't reveal the information to Cassel immediately, after joining the Old Church, if the Old Church became an enemy of Cassel, he could reveal the information at a crucial moment, which would be more useful!
"Phew." After making a quick decision, Chu Zihang didn't hesitate: "I'll join."

After agreeing, he smoothly opened the small note and read it word by word: "Fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, you are the king of yellow and black who holds good fortune."

As soon as the three honorific names were spoken, Chu Zihang was surprised to find that layers upon layers of gray mist, seemingly illusory yet also real, were piled up before his eyes.

Layer upon layer of gray fog obscured each other, which should have made it impossible to see anything. However, Chu Zihang clearly saw a distorted and blurry figure deep within the gray fog, high above, as if sitting in the heavens.

Even though it was just a figure, the immense pressure it exerted on Chu Zihang was comparable to mountains and seas, giving him the illusion that he was extremely small in front of this figure!
"Welcome to the Old Church."

Despite the vast distance between them, the eight clear words echoed in Chu Zihang's ears, causing him to change color.

It's true! It's actually true!
Before Monday even arrived, Chu Zihang had already witnessed the strangeness and unpredictability of the ancient power. In particular, the opponent's powerful aura was so ancient and magnificent, so invincible.

When Chu Zihang came to his senses, he realized that there was no gray fog around him, nor any distorted or blurry figures, only the smiling Meng Yutang.

"How is it? Have you felt Mr. Fool's attention?" Meng Yutang actually knew perfectly well what was going on.

The Fortress clone above the Source Castle had long been programmed to automatically respond to believers' prayers, and would respond to them every moment.

Chu Zihang opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to ask many questions but unsure what to ask, and finally silently closed his mouth.

The old church was too unfathomable, far exceeding the limits of Chu Zihang's imagination!

If the power left over from the past is this terrifying, he wants it too! At this moment, Chu Zihang couldn't help but feel a strong longing for the power of the past.

Meng Yutang's calm eyes saw through Chu Zihang's thoughts: "Don't worry."

"Now that Chu Zihang has joined the church, we are all partners in the same camp. Come with me, I will make you a potion."

After saying that, Meng Yutang walked toward the alchemy classroom of the preparatory class as if he knew the way well.

Chu Zihang followed instinctively, even though he was extremely curious about where they were taking him and what the magic potion was.
Despite having many questions on his mind, Chu Zihang ultimately didn't ask them. He just kept his head down and silently followed Meng Yutang.

As for that phone? He'll pick it up later. Having just been targeted by the Fool and experienced that feeling firsthand, Chu Zihang won't do anything reckless.

Fortunately, Meng Yutang was very talkative: "The old days have left us with too many gifts, a total of twenty-two paths, to follow the power of the old days."

"But Mr. Fool considers that some overly evil methods are not suitable to be released, and we also need to consider the compatibility and suitability of each individual with a particular method."

"You only have a few options left: the hunter path or the warrior path. I wonder which one you prefer, Chu Zihang?"

Chu Zihang quickly memorized these old secrets. The so-called following the old ways and walking the old paths turned out to be twenty-two different paths?!

How many good things have been left behind from the past?

Before he could think any further, seeing the sudden silence in the air, Chu Zihang hurriedly asked, "What's the difference between a hunter and a warrior?"

"Well, the hunter is a fire expert and a warrior, best suited for head-on confrontations."

Chu Zihang silently agreed with the other party's statement; they had indeed chosen two of the most suitable paths for him.

With his future at stake, Chu Zihang could no longer remain silent: "Are hunters only skilled with fire?"

Meng Yutang waved his hand, denying such speculation: "Hunters are also very strong in direct combat, and have a wider range of methods. Warriors, on the other hand, are only good at direct combat."

Without further ado, Chu Zihang once again greedily chose to have it all: "Then, I prefer the hunter route."

Chu Zihang believed that he had mastered the Word Spirit Lord Flame and had formed a complete combat system.

Rashly abandoning the Word Spirit Lord's Flame and relying solely on direct combat with melee weapons would require retraining, making it far less desirable than choosing the Hunter class, which combines firepower with direct combat.

It is more suitable for itself.

Meng Yutang's gaze flickered strangely for a moment: "Alright, then let's go with the hunter's route."

(End of this chapter)