A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 146 No need to think, he'll get angry on his own; the Dragon King's support.

The next morning, the sunlight was as soft as butter.

The blond nobleman and the black-haired, cold-faced killer opened their eyes at the same time. In fact, the two had already woken up five minutes earlier.

Caesar was unwilling to get up because, based on the feedback from the Word Spirit Kamaitachi, he sensed that Chu Zihang had woken up but was not moving, and wanted to see what tricks Chu Zihang was trying to play.

Chu Zihang was thinking about how to ignite Caesar's anger on such a beautiful day, but after five minutes he still couldn't come up with a solution.

He's such a conflicted person; he wants to digest the potion quickly, but he's also unwilling to do anything that might hurt others.

After thinking for five minutes without coming up with a plan, Chu Zihang simply got up and washed up.

Caesar didn't give way at all; the two of them, with equal efficiency, put on their slippers, stood side by side, and arrived at the toilet together.

Neither would give way, and they got stuck at the bathroom door, which, by a twist of fate, allowed Chu Zihang's magic potion to begin to slowly digest.

The Four Seasons Hotel is undoubtedly a luxury hotel, but even the most luxurious hotels wouldn't make the bathroom door in the suite too wide, as that would affect the overall visual aesthetics.

Caesar lowered his eyelids: "Make way."

Chu Zihang remained silent, seemingly having grasped a truth: there was no need to waste brain cells thinking about how to ignite Caesar's rage.

As long as the two people live together, the various frictions in their daily lives will be enough to help the potion digest.

"I said, make way." Caesar secretly began to exert his strength, but he was at most evenly matched with Chu Zihang and couldn't squeeze in at all.

Just as Chu Zihang was preparing to unleash his power to crush Caesar and ignite even more fury, he suddenly saw a series of gray mist images in his mind.

A man dressed entirely in black robes, with a black hood that even covered his face, stood behind a carefree yet simple-minded young man. The man in the black robes was praying and whispering, "Respected Mr. Fool."

"Please tell our younger church members that we will arrive at 101 Delaney Street, Philadelphia at 9:00 a.m. today."

Is this a private message from a senior fellow believer?

"Heh." Caesar thought Chu Zihang was exhausted, so he smugly squeezed into the bathroom, turned around and laughed, then happily turned on the tap.

At this moment, Caesar felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration! Chu Zihang? Nothing special!

Chu Zihang had no time to pay attention to Caesar's taunts. He immediately checked the time, confirmed that it was not yet seven o'clock, and simply sent a text message to Fingel.

Not long after, Fingel replied, saying that he had also received a message from a senior fellow believer.

When Caesar came out, he saw Chu Zihang rush in and lock the door behind him. He immediately realized, "So he needed to use the toilet? No wonder he didn't dare to speak when he was squeezing in, and he didn't have any strength."

Caesar was in high spirits at first, but soon realized something was wrong. During their one-on-one duel on Freedom last time, Chu Zihang wasn't this weak.

Seeing Chu Zihang's reaction, she immediately understood and put away the Word of Power: Kamaitachi. The young master had no interest in eavesdropping on such a commotion.

Chu Zihang contacted Chen Motong and Su Qian by phone in the restroom. The four of them confirmed with each other and decided that Chu Zihang would go to greet the senior.

The remaining three had to stay in the hotel without Caesar and Lu Mingfei knowing, and could not go out at will, but they could use their mobile phones to video chat with Chu Zihang, thus indirectly welcoming the senior church members.

After making his decision, Chu Zihang finished washing up in less than three minutes, changed into a black trench coat, and went straight out.

Leaving Caesar, who was engrossed in spraying his perfume and reveling in its scent, behind, Caesar also hurriedly left the hotel once he came to his senses.

Even though this was an academy's mission, Caesar's competitive spirit remained high. Even if it was just finding clues, he wanted to be one step ahead of Chu Zihang, so he dared not delay any longer.

After having breakfast, Chu Zihang arrived early at Delan Street to observe the terrain and repeatedly confirm his location before finally waiting quietly in front of Taipei 101.

……

"Wow, that's awesome." Old Tang turned his head left and right, looking at the buildings on Delaney Street and the stylish blondes around him, and whistled on the spot. The atmosphere was so familiar; Old Tang had grown up in America, and he felt a little happy.

Upon learning that the old church was going to approach Cassel, Old Tang, who had long disliked Cassel, immediately handed Constantine's brass jar to Samson.

Samson was instructed to take a can of Constantine and slumber beneath the river, while he himself followed the shadow to this side.

"Shadow, how did you do that? In an instant, you got me to follow you from the Three Gorges to Philadelphia." Old Tang, like a curious child, kept asking Fort Lie questions.

The Shadow is, naturally, the code name that the clone, Bao Lie, gave himself in front of others.

Upon hearing Old Tang's question, Bao Lie's face, hidden under his hood, looked rather strange: "This is a spatial teleportation ability of one of the paths of our old church."

"Old Tang, you don't need to be surprised, do you? As the King of Bronze and Fire, and a master of dragon alchemy, don't you have space creations within the seven kingdoms of dragon alchemy?"

Old Tang didn't mind at all: "Haha, I haven't remembered yet."

With Huang Tao's help, Old Tang only retrieved a small portion of Dragon King Norton's memories; much of it remains unretrieved.

Thinking that she wasn't incapable, but simply couldn't recall it: "So, your church's resources are really convenient. Could I have a copy too?"

"?" Fortress had never imagined that a dragon king would want to drink a magic potion: "You want to join the church and submit to my lord?"

"I always thought that the Dragon King was proud and arrogant and unwilling to be subordinate to others."

"Hey." Old Tang had none of that so-called dragon king spirit; he genuinely wanted to curry favor with someone powerful. "What are you saying? Working for someone else doesn't matter."

"Even if I don't officially join, don't I still have to provide you with alchemical tools and exchange them for money from the Old Church?"

"In that respect, I've been one of your family for a long time."

The shadowy figure wanted to say something more, but just then it saw Chu Zihang, who was also dressed in black, in the distance: "We'll talk about that later. In short, we welcome you to join us."

"Now, let's go see our junior who's in trouble."

Although Chu Zihang and others joined the church earlier than Lao Tang, if Bao Lie said Lao Tang was a senior, then he was a senior.

Chu Zihang also saw Bao Lie, who was dressed in black robes. He quickly walked up to the two of them and greeted them politely: "Seniors, I am Chu Zihang, and my church code name is Red Priest."

“Shadow.” Bao Lie reached out and shook hands with Chu Zihang.

Old Tang patted his chest casually: "Just call me Old Tang, no need to be so polite. We're all family. If you need anything, just come to me. I'll protect you."

Seeing that his seniors, especially Old Tang, were so easy to talk to, Chu Zihang felt much more at ease.

"Thank you for your guidance, seniors."

Paul quietly observed his surroundings. Perhaps people in America are used to being free and unrestrained, because even though he was dressed in a black robe, not many passersby paid him any attention.

Not even a glance is needed.

No one cared about the strange clothes, so it was a good opportunity to introduce Old Tang: "Don't let his appearance fool you, Old Tang is our honorary fellow believer, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire."

"!" Chu Zihang couldn't maintain his stoic, indifferent expression anymore, and his composure crumbled, revealing a very funny, bewildered look.

Knowing that the old church would send its seniors to provide support, is it a bit too much to send a dragon king directly?
Not only Chu Zihang, but even Chen Motong, Su Qian and Finger, who were staying at the hotel, were quite shocked when they tricked Lu Mingfei into leaving and kept video calling Chu Zihang.

No? The church cares about them that much?

The Dragon King! This is the Dragon King!
At this moment, the three people connected remotely could only praise Mr. Fool.

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