Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Turning his head to look out the window at the dim and dark world, Chu Zihang's vision gradually became blurred. He was actually distracted.

Everyone thought that the Lionheart Club's president, Chu Shenren, should be a cold-faced killer with a cold heart, but in fact, Chu Zihang is a sultry and gossipy person at heart. He often uses various channels to inquire about gossip about his junior brother Lu Mingfei and takes great pleasure in it.

To be honest, even Chu Zihang himself didn't know that there was a gossiper hidden deep in his heart, so it was no surprise that even Su Si, who had been with him for a long time, hadn't discovered this.

For the gossipy senior brother, the most important thing in the world is the love life of his junior fellow apprentice, so Chu Zihang can deal with everything with his killer face.

Chu Zihang has been here since half past six. He was leaning against the wall not because he felt more relaxed, but because sound could be transmitted through solid media. He was actually eavesdropping, but no one would believe him if he told others about it.

There was a noise in the ward, and Xia Mi's voice came through the white wall: "Goodbye, Senior Brother. I'll come to see you after class tomorrow!"

The sound of light and crisp footsteps comes from far away. You can imagine the girls wearing white gauze long skirts and Roman shoes with clasps, walking towards you playfully. The faint fragrance of flowers comes from the girls' hair and surrounds you like the breeze in a flower forest in late spring.

How beautiful.

However, what the killer Chu Zihang was thinking in his mind was "There were two footsteps. Judging from the vibration from the ground and the decibels, I can tell that their weight is no more than 60 kilograms, and their footsteps are weak and powerless. I can kill them in two seconds." This is something that can be complained about for ten thousand years.

The ward next to him was pushed open from the inside. The girls were clearly lively and cheerful in the ward, but as soon as they walked out of the door, they looked as exhausted as office workers who were exploited by their boss and finally walked home after working overtime for four hours.

Neither Xia Mi nor Nuonuo had the energy to make any unnecessary expressions at this time. They had not slept for three consecutive days.

Xia Mi and Chu Zihang passed each other. Neither of them spoke, but their eyes met when Chu Zihang turned around.

Chu Zihang nodded to Xia Mi. Xia Mi said nothing, and disappeared at the end of the corridor side by side with Nuonuo.

The wind blew in through the open window, and Chu Zihang vaguely felt as if he had lost something.

But he didn't know what that thing was. He just felt empty and confused.

Chu Zihang knew why Xia Mi and Chen Motong were so tired.

When the support from the Chinese branch arrived, Lu Mingfei's condition was very serious. He suffered cardiac arrest while unconscious. At that time, Nono and Jiude Aki were performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Lu Mingfei.

This process lasted for half an hour. Even when everyone in the school thought Lu Mingfei had died in this operation, his heartbeat miraculously recovered.

But what follows are more dangerous consequences such as organ failure, massive hemorrhagic shock, and blood-rush technology, namely the weakening of human will and the rise of dragon will.

At that time, the world's top medical teams gathered around Lu Mingfei. These old men and women, who were regarded as the leading figures in their respective fields, gathered around Lu Mingfei's bed and sighed repeatedly, saying that Lu Mingfei's condition was not optimistic and he might not survive more than two days.

But a miracle like Jesus' resurrection happened to Lu Mingfei again.

His originally exhausted organs regained vitality within 12 hours, including his completely flocculent lungs. This situation is simply a medical myth, no less than restoring a boiled egg and successfully hatching a chick. In the next 12 hours, Lu Mingfei's hematopoietic stem cells burst out with amazing vitality, reproducing enough blood for all organs and tissues in a very short time.

On the third day, Lu Mingfei's dragon transformation phenomenon had completely disappeared. His breathing was smooth and steady, and he did not look like a seriously ill patient who was about to die.

Lu Mingfei was transferred to the general ward on the fourth day. From that day on, Nuonuo and Xia Mi stayed in the ward almost all the time.

This matter had already been posted on the Night Watcher forum, and everyone was discussing whether the S-level would choose the fairy junior sister Xia Mi or the red-haired witch Chen Motong. One guy even opened a bet to bet on who Lu Mingfei would end up with. Chu Zihang bet a hundred dollars on Xia Mi.

Watching Xia Mi and Chen Motong leaving, Chu Zihang sighed deeply.

He forced himself to cheer up, pushed the door and walked into the ward. The window of the ward was opened at Lu Mingfei's request, and the oncoming autumn wind blew Chu Zihang's hair.

He was suddenly stunned. The sun had completely set, and the sky full of stars was hanging upside down behind the window.

Suddenly, a long-ago memory invaded Chu Zihang's brain. It was many years ago when he and his parents still lived in a bungalow with a pond nearby. Every summer night, the frogs in the pond would croak one after another, noisy but quite pleasant to the ear. The sky at that time was also like this, with stars hanging in the eyes. Dad carried Chu Zihang on his neck like a big horse and crawled on the ground with him on his back.

"Brother, you've been waiting outside for a long time, right?" Lu Mingfei said. He sat up against the head of the bed, his fingers still trembling slightly due to muscle soreness, but he stared at Chu Zihang's golden eyes, as if he was staring at a good friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Okay, one hour." Chu Zihang said.

He came and sat down beside Lu Mingfei's bed, placed the long and narrow box against his legs, and then picked up a pear from the tray.

In fact, he arrived very early and had been waiting outside. He had many questions that he wanted to get answers from Lu Mingfei, about Odin and about Blood Rage.

Chu Zihang sat next to Lu Mingfei and peeled pears. The long pear skin was not cut off and just rolled up and fell on the tray, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang didn't say anything. They just watched the pear peels fall into the tray quietly. The fruit knife cut the surface of the pear peel, and the rustling sound made by inserting into the space between the skin and the flesh and cutting the plant fibers seemed so noisy in such a quiet ward.

By this time, Professor Mance and Senior Aki had both fallen asleep, and soft snoring could be heard from their direction.

Finally, Lu Mingfei broke the silence. He smiled softly, "Brother, you have some questions for me."

Chu Zihang held the two ends of the pear with his index finger and thumb of his left hand, and held the handle of the fruit knife with his right thumb. His movements paused there. Half a minute later, Chu Zihang stared into Lu Mingfei's eyes with his golden eyes without contact lenses.

"I saw the video of you fighting him. In the last few seconds of the fight, you should have used that saber to cut off his mask, the mask of God." Chu Zihang slowly closed his eyes. His tone was calm, but Lu Mingfei could see that his chest was rising and falling. He was obviously suppressing something. Hatred? Fear? Or resentment and regret? He was very familiar with this emotion, because no matter hatred, regret or resentment, they had accompanied him for a long time.

"So you saw it, right? You saw his face." Chu Zihang's tone finally changed. He opened his eyes again, gritted his teeth, and his expression was actually a little ferocious.

"Norma," Lu Mingfei called softly. Cassel's artificial intelligence secretary Norma monitored every corner of the college except the toilets. Any student could call Norma at any location and get a response.

"Please let Chu Zihang and I be alone for some time."

The red light of the surveillance camera in the corner of the ward lit up, which meant that this ward was excluded from Norma's monitoring range for a short time. In addition to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, there were only Jiude Aki and Professor Mans who were already asleep.

In fact, neither Lu Mingfei nor Chu Zihang cares whether the content of this conversation will be exposed. Odin's existence is no longer a secret but an indisputable fact. Chu Zihang's past and the burden he carries will gain him greater support in this academy.

There was a long silence, and it seemed that no one knew where to start. After a long time, Lu Mingfei sighed softly.

"Brother, you should know Odin, or you have encountered Odin before."

He stared into Chu Zihang's eyes. Although his golden pupils were not lit up, the deep black in his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything Chu Zihang was thinking at the moment.

Lu Mingfei used to be the president of the Kassel College Student Union. As the president of the Student Union, in addition to slaying dragons, he had a lot to learn, including understanding people's psychology. Although he was not very advanced in related courses, in a sense, Lu Mingfei at this time could barely be considered a master of psychology.

He can guess what a person is thinking at the moment through subtle changes in his or her face or body language.

But he couldn't see anything from Chu Zihang at this moment.

The senior brother was just as calm and solemn as always, with a cold look on his face.

"Yes." Chu Zihang said, "I first saw Odin on an elevated road on a stormy night many years ago."

Lu Mingfei's breathing suddenly became heavy, the sound of the wind outside the window became clearer, the temperature dropped several degrees, it was going to rain again. It was as if the rainy night had come again, that night was simply a man-eating evil ghost, searching everywhere for people hidden in fate and swallowing them up in one gulp.

He remembered that just outside the underwater bronze city of the Three Gorges, there was an elevated road in the dream that Lu Mingze showed him, but there was no Odin. Instead, there was a white dragon with cloud patterns.

What does that white dragon mean?

"My father, Chu Tianjiao, died in that accident. I relied on him to buy time for me, drove a Maybach to escape to the end of the viaduct, and then walked back to the world." Chu Zihang's voice was light and calm. He was stating the facts, but the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"Did you find the car in the end?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It was found in a wasteland outside the city. The car body was severely damaged, as if it had been randomly cut with a laser cutter and spot-welded with a welding torch. The car was found 15 kilometers away from the nearest viaduct," Chu Zihang said. "People said the car was ominous, and it was later towed away by the vehicle management office."

"I did see who the man behind that iron mask was." Lu Mingfei said, "He looks a lot like you. He's probably your father."

Lu Mingfei spoke cautiously.

He still remembered that rainy night when he leaped into the air after gaining Lu Mingze's power. The third Blood Dragon Bone state was fused by 30%, and all the enhanced amplifications were gathered in his body. In an instant, his combat power might even surpass that of his junior sister.

He could have used his rage to cut off Odin's head, but the furious blade cut through the god's iron face, and the exposed facial features were clearly three-quarters similar to Chu Zihang.

It was early autumn in Illinois, and the summer heat had not yet faded, but Lu Mingfei felt as if he was soaked in an ice spring in January.

A ghost who died many years ago has been resurrected, and this resurrected ghost takes the place of God with the iron mask of God.

Chu Zihang didn't say anything. He just placed the black gift box on Lu Mingfei's bedside table, and then lifted the black cloth that wrapped the long and narrow box.

It was a knife box.

"The name of this sword is Murasame." Chu Zihang showed the Murasame to Lu Mingfei.

This is undoubtedly an ancient alchemical sword, but why is it called Murasame?

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

Murasame appears in Kyokutei Bakin's "Nanso Satomi Hakkenden". When this sword is drawn to kill someone, dew will form on the blade with murderous intent. After killing someone, water will flow from the blade to wash away the blood. This scene is like the rain washing the leaves, so it is called "Murasame".

But this sword does not exist in reality. It is not a famous sword that really existed in history, but a fantasy weapon.

"It's a relic left by my father." Chu Zihang said, "I had expected that if the god is still the same god as before, I will use this knife to chop off his head and pierce his heart." Chu Zihang paused, "If it's my father who did the evil, I will do the same."

He grasped the hilt of Murasame's sword, and the famous sword was unsheathed, emitting a cold light.

Chu Zihang's golden eyes became more and more fiery. He thought that his father would definitely not be willing to become a lackey of God. Killing him might be a better relief for him.

"My senior sister and I encountered Odin a few months ago." Lu Mingfei suddenly said, "I killed him easily that time. Under the mask was a Deadpool. I took the mask away and have not dared to wear it until now. I think it is an alchemical device."

“Have you encountered this before?” Chu Zihang suddenly looked at Lu Mingfei, with the look of a lion about to pounce on its prey.

"I think his target is my senior sister." Lu Mingfei said dimly. He suddenly looked towards the window not far away. It seemed that there was a pair of eyes spying on him in the reflection of the window.

But the feeling of being spied on quickly disappeared.

Chapter 54 Discharge

Lu Mingfei recovered completely soon and was allowed to leave the Kassel school hospital. The school had no intention of restricting Lu Mingfei's personal freedom. When he was unconscious, the school had already taken blood samples for testing, and the test results were obviously in Lu Mingfei's favor.

Now is the industrial age where technology prevails. Of course, we can no longer rely on the Senate or a few mixed-race nobles to casually convict a dragon-slaying hero and say that he is about to degenerate into Deadpool and put him in jail or even execute him directly as we did in the past. Blood sample testing can provide the most direct and clear proof of the stability of the bloodline.

The day he was discharged from the hospital was October 10th. Senior sister and Xia Mi both had homework to complete, so it was senior brother Chu Zihang who came to pick him up.

Chu Zihang is a person who has a cold exterior but a warm heart, is gossipy and talkative. He seems to be indifferent to everything, but he is actually very restless inside. He is a classic repressed man.

Chu Zihang drove the Lionheart Club's stretched Lincoln to pick up Lu Mingfei. Senior Sister Susie sat in the passenger seat, opened all the windows and looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile.

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"After staying in the hospital for a few days, you seem to be stronger." Su Qian said teasingly, "Junior Sister Xia Mi and Nuonuo took good care of you."

Chu Zihang had a strange expression, staring at the road ahead. This extended Lincoln was driving on the winding mountain road outside Kassel College. To celebrate Lu Mingfei's discharge from the hospital, his senior said he would treat him to a big meal in Chicago, which was said to be Italian food. Although Lu Mingfei was not very interested in Italian food, it was hard to refuse his senior's kindness.

The October sunlight filtered through the gaps between the redwood needles, casting tiny specks of gold that were imprinted on the profiles of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang through the side windows.

The flickering light seemed like the passing of time. The fir forest was silent. The engine of the Lincoln sedan roared like a black dagger sliding in its scabbard.

"My senior sister and junior sister are very nice to me, especially my senior sister. I can clearly feel that her cooking skills have improved a lot during this period. I guess I really have gained weight." Lu Mingfei was not embarrassed. He admitted openly that he did gain some weight while in the hospital.

Susie was still smiling. She had on light makeup and wore a youthful and beautiful white shirt and short skirt, a long-sleeved denim jacket on the outside, and her ponytail was still tied up high. Lu Mingfei could only think that she was as beautiful as his senior sister.

In fact, Lu Mingfei has always had a list in his mind. Junior sister Xia Mi is undoubtedly always ranked first, the little goddess Su Xiaoqiang can be ranked second, and Chen Wenwen and others can only be ranked at the end.

As for Eri, that's a matter for another location.

My senior sister was the same before, so she was not included in the list. However, if they really had to be ranked, she would probably be squeezed in next to Xia Mi.

Sister Susie has always been decisive and resolute, making people afraid to look directly at her because she is too dazzling. But now she is like a sister who is concerned about how many girls her asshole brother is having affairs with out there.

"During this period, Nuo Nuo comes home every night and asks me to teach him how to cook. At first, I was wondering which kid is so lucky. It turns out it's you, my junior brother." Su Si smiled with her hands covering her mouth.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and said, "No, Senior Sister and I are just good friends."

He was not lying. Although Lu Mingfei himself didn't know what his feelings were towards his senior sister, he always believed that his heart had already been mostly occupied by another girl.

A person's heart is so big, and a person's love is so much. If it is only enough for one person, if you really want to share it with others, I'm afraid that it is not love anymore.