A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 151 Is Caesar really that difficult to take care of?

Rewind slightly, and Cassel and his team, who were on a mission in Philadelphia, happened to be having dinner in Chen Motong's room when they turned on the TV as background noise.

The news broadcast by Philadelphia television station made the six of them change color. Of course, Chu Zihang and the others' shock was not an act.

Even if it wasn't the first time I'd witnessed it, seeing the power of the 'Shadow' senior's kick that twisted the abandoned overpass again still deeply shocked me.

The twisting and contortion of the elevated highway, which is almost beyond human imagination, is something that, no matter how many times you see it, you can't suppress the longing and fear in your heart.

Caesar had lost his appetite: "I...we need to go there. We must obtain relevant intelligence as soon as possible. I'll report to Norma first."

While texting Norma on his phone, he got up to go out.

Chu Zihang and the others, of course, would not reveal any flaws, and followed closely behind in the manner befitting 'normal Kassel students'.

Lu Mingfei, however, sat there in a daze, pizza in his left hand and champagne in his right. No, should we go now?

At least finish dinner, right?
Lu Mingfei put down the pizza and drinks with a tearful expression, glanced longingly at the table full of delicious food, suppressed his hunger, took a few steps outside, and then hurriedly ran back.

He grabbed his slice of pizza with one hand, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, then closed the pizza box and took the whole box with him, intending to share it with his senior classmates on the way.

When Lu Mingfei caught up, Caesar had already pressed the elevator button. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Fingel pulled him back, allowing Lu Mingfei to enter in time: "You're a little slow, Mingfei."

"After a few more practical classes, you'll be able to keep up. You're only a freshman, so it's normal to feel out of place."

"Ugh." Lu Mingfei, with his mouth full of pizza, nodded repeatedly upon hearing this; he was unable to speak at the moment.

Chen Motong didn't let Lu Mingfei continue to feel awkward. She took the pizza box and helped him out of the predicament: "Thanks, we didn't expect to be able to eat something on the way."

"I happen to be a little hungry."

"Hehe." Lu Mingfei still hadn't swallowed a large piece of pizza, so he could only smile and wave his hand to indicate that it was nothing to thank him for.

The elevator quickly reached the first floor. Caesar acted swiftly, paying for the hotel's luxury car for VIPs, refusing the hotel's driver, and driving himself to the abandoned overpass.

After searching for two days without finding any clues related to the mission, Caesar became slightly anxious and even activated the Word of Power: Kamaitachi.

The weasel surrounded the car from all sides, continuously bringing back the movements of the other vehicles for Caesar, allowing him to focus on accelerating forward without having to look in the rearview mirror.

Gradually increase the car speed to over 100 miles per hour, weaving through traffic as freely as an eel.

Lu Mingfei was terrified. He wanted to persuade Caesar to slow down, but he was worried that speaking would disturb Caesar's concentration. He was torn between these two options.

He secretly thought to himself, "Brother Caesar, this is Philadelphia, not Mount Akina!"
However, this speed was not a problem at all for Chu Zihang and the others, who were hybrids and had taken magic potions. They were not terrified, and their heart rate did not even increase.

Chen Motong and Su Qian still had the mind to share the pizza that Lu Mingfei had brought, even as the car sped up.

Chu Zihang sat in the passenger seat, took the pizza box handed to him by Susie from behind, ate a slice, and looked at the last slice. He thought about his provocation of Caesar these past few days and felt a little guilty.

So he picked up the pizza and offered it to Caesar's mouth.

Caesar suddenly swerved the steering wheel towards Chu Zihang, the tires screeching loudly, but everyone maintained their balance and were not thrown off.

Lu Mingfei was rather unlucky; he bumped into Fingel, and his face was almost squashed flat by Fingel's muscles.

Caesar remained focused on driving, his gaze never wavering, and he spoke through gritted teeth: "Take it!"

He wanted a beautiful woman in the passenger seat to feed him when he was speeding late at night, instead of Chu Zihang feeding him!
Perhaps it was pride? Or perhaps it was simply dislike for Chu Zihang?

In short, Caesar felt that Chu Zihang's actions resembled feeding some small animal, and the silent act of offering it seemed to be an unspoken 'Hey, eat.'

He refused to accept Chu Zihang's offer to feed him. "?" Chu Zihang was completely bewildered, utterly confused as to why his well-intentioned act actually helped him digest the potion—no, why was feeding him even making him angry?

Is Caesar really that difficult to take care of?

The journey was smooth, and Caesar sped to the vicinity of the abandoned overpass, only to find that the Philadelphia municipal government had already set up a cordon.

No one is allowed to enter, exit, or take photos.

They also temporarily organized the Philadelphia police force to guard the area.

It was late at night, and even if Philadelphia wanted to conduct an investigation, the relevant scholars and professors wouldn't be able to arrive anytime soon.

Realizing this was a good opportunity to infiltrate and investigate, Caesar immediately led his team to a secluded corner to sneak in.

Chu Zihang and the others were also curious about the battlefield situation after their family taught the two seniors how to act.

Upon arriving at the site and witnessing firsthand the abandoned elevated structure twisted into a pretzel shape high above the ground, with metal and concrete debris scattered everywhere, one cannot help but marvel at the skill of the predecessors.

Even though I had seen it once before in a video on my phone, seeing it in person again still left me with a profound sense of awe.

Above them were the wrecked remains of an abandoned elevated highway twisted into a pretzel shape, and the ground was littered with metal and concrete fragments of various sizes.

The large fragments are three or four meters high and five or six meters wide, while the small fragments are too small to be seen with the naked eye.

Each step leaves a footprint several centimeters long, demonstrating the thickness of the dust accumulation in the area.

Looking around, Caesar kept taking photos and videos: "Odin's murals... it seems we're not the only ones who've attracted them."

Caesar, who has been conducting on-site visits for the past two days, subconsciously connected the two events, believing that the existence of the two mysterious battles may also be related to the Odin murals.

Chen Motong had no time to care about anyone else; she was completely absorbed in her 'profiling' ability, which she hadn't used in a long time, hoping to understand her two seniors through profiling.

However, the results of the profiling were slightly unsatisfactory. Old Tang was alright; he only seemed playful from beginning to end. Apart from his ability to manipulate metal at will, there was really no way he resembled the Dragon King.

When sketching the shadowy senior, she was even more surprised, unable to see anything, only a few transparent, wriggling twelve-ringed worms silently crawling towards her in the void.

"!" Chen Motong hurriedly stopped writing the profile, broke out in a cold sweat, and couldn't stop panting.

Fingel wasn't as adventurous as Chen Motong; he simply observed, recorded, and analyzed every trace with a greedy expression, trying to learn a tiny bit of new knowledge from it.

Putting everything else aside, just the fact that Senior Tang is the Dragon King means that even a little bit of new knowledge he learns might greatly improve his ability to digest the magic potion.

Compared to these two, Chu Zihang and Su Xi seemed to have nothing to do but take photos and record things in a serious manner.

Lu Mingfei looked around and realized there was nothing he could do. He awkwardly scratched his cheek with his right index finger and said, "Um, are you thirsty, senior brothers and sisters? I'll go buy you some drinks."

Fortunately, no one asked Lu Mingfei to run errands in the end.

Because Fingel grabbed Lu Mingfei and excitedly began explaining the battle again, as well as how to analyze battlefield debris to determine the opponent's tactics.

Seeing that his profiling of Chen Motong yielded nothing, Caesar could only leave disappointed.

Under Chen Motong's psychological suggestion, Caesar did not release the Word of Power: Kamaitachi when he left, nor did he notice that four large trucks were following behind their car and leaving together.

Overall, it appeared as if Caesar and his men were in charge of the operation, directing four large trucks to transport some valuable treasure away from the scene.

Meanwhile, the surveillance cameras on the highway that used to flash red dots have stopped flashing and have turned off one by one.

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