Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"...I don't have a killing attitude towards the dragon clan. Maybe it was like this before. The ones who must be killed are only Odin and those Deadpools who have lost their minds and have killed innocent people." Chu Zihang said softly.

"...Oh." After another long silence, Xia Mi whispered, "Well, I don't have it now, but how do I calculate my past?"

"From a psychological perspective, your past and present self do not have the same personality. You can even be defined as two completely different people," Chu Zihang said. "Dragon King Jörmungandr is Dragon King Jörmungandr, and Xia Mi is Xia Mi."

"It would be nice if this kind of thing could be separated so far..." Xia Mi started to pull hair, but she was pulling Chu Zihang's hair. Fortunately, Chu Zihang was not used to having a short haircut, so the length of his hair was enough.

"Mo Qiuran said he has a way." Chu Zihang said.

"Eh..." Xia Mi was stunned, "Can he even find a way to deal with something like this?"

"I don't know what method he intends to use to do it, but I believe what he says." Chu Zihang said, "As long as you agree."

"...Senior Brother, do you know that it is quite dangerous for you to say such words now? After all, I am not the only one who heard it, that person... can also hear it." Xia Mi was silent for a while, and suddenly a gloomy smile appeared on her face.

"I'm not afraid of that person hearing me say it." Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Mi's words meant that she had not yet completely merged with the Dragon of Jörmungandr. Even in her heart, she and Jörmungandr were still two different individuals!

"If you think you have the ability to face his anger, then just give it a try." Chu Zihang looked at Xia Mi and said.

But they both understood that his words were not directed at Xia Mi, but at another existence within Xia Mi's body.

"Senior Brother, do you think you are a dog now... taking advantage of the power of another?" Xia Mi smiled cunningly and asked Chu Zihang close to his ear.

Chu Zihang's face darkened. What do you mean by "the fox borrows the power of the tiger"? You just wanted to say that the dog is relying on the power of the man, right? That must be the case!

This is called classmate friendship and mutual help among best friends!

Although it seems that I can't really help much so far and have just been passively accepting help... Chu Zihang thought.

I don’t know if it’s because bad company corrupts good people, or if it’s because all the factors that led to his current personality have been removed, so he is gradually returning to his original nature. In any case, Chu Zihang has had a lot more psychological activities recently.

"She is very angry, but it seems like she has no way out. Shouldn't this be called impotent rage?" Xia Mi laughed, then her face changed and she pushed Chu Zihang away fiercely. "Okay, I just remembered that you, Senior Brother, have known my identity for a long time and have been pretending in front of me! You must want to see me make a fool of myself, damn it!"

Xia Mi stood up and walked forward with big strides, muttering in a low voice: "It's true that I was on guard against fire, theft and my senior brother. I should have been careful a long time ago. Now I've really been fooled by my senior brother. The thick-browed and big-eyed guy is actually very cunning!"

Chu Zihang scratched his head helplessly, and felt completely relieved, as if... everything was moving in a good direction?

"What are you waiting for? Come quickly! Do you plan to stay here forever?" Xia Mi stopped in front and waved to him.

……

“Ahahaha! You lost!” Mo Qiuran laughed wildly, “I guess your Dragon King sent you here because he has no one else here, so this is the reason. Otherwise, you can’t be a dealer at this level!”

“Yes, yes, VIP, you are right…” The dealer could only nod.

In my heart, I have already started to curse... Whose skills are bad? If you have the guts, why don't you try playing other games with me? Not only did you want to play mahjong with me, but you also changed the cards at will during the game. Do you think I dare to say it when I know it? I don't dare to! That's fine, but you won the game and still show off in front of me. Don't go too far, bastard!

"Well... I understand the logic, but aren't we on the same side? Why do you have to make me so miserable?" Finkel, whose face would probably be covered with notes if he didn't have enough chips, asked.

"Hey, senior, don't make things sound so weird, okay? Playing mahjong is all about luck. Who knew that your luck was so bad? We don't want to win your chips, don't you think so, Sister Tang?" Mo Qiuran said, seeking confirmation from Tang Zi.

Tang Zi nodded.

Finkel's eyes were filled with despair. This was simply the husband following the wife's lead. It was too much!

In fact, according to reason, he didn't need to participate. After all, if you count the dealer in mahjong, it only requires three people, and his chips are more than enough to leave directly.

But there was no way... Eri was refused to join the game by Mo Qiuran and Tang Zi, who used the excuse that "my sister cannot participate in the bad habit of gambling". So after "consulting" the dealer's opinion, Eri's chips were given to Tang Zi, and the two of them were on one side.

Did the dealer agree? Of course he didn't agree, but would it be useful if he disagreed? Of course it was useless, so he simply nodded and agreed without saying anything in rebuttal.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules, he would even want to take out the key and give it to this group of people. He might even kneel on the ground and beg them, "Gentlemen, I am wrong. I am just a small dealer. There is a reason for every grievance. Please stop bullying me here. Please leave quickly!"

Well, Mo Qiuran and the others certainly wouldn’t do such a bad thing, so the world was created where only the dealer was injured.

Fortunately, the dealer didn’t know that his king had surrendered to the enemy, otherwise he would probably say the classic line “Your Majesty, we are ready to fight to the death, why do you surrender?” in the next second, and then he would be tortured and turned into ashes.

(Actually, everyone has basically understood by now that the author is not very good at writing stories with deep or profound plots... Because I have a low psychological tolerance, I won’t read anything that doesn’t have a happy ending.

So the main purpose of writing this book is to make up for the shortcomings of watching Dragon Clan back then. The plot is quite simple... the writing style is not as good as Lao Zei's... the characterization is not good either... but who cares, as long as it's fun! )

Chapter 4: The King Wants to Become a God (k)

Chu Zihang raised his head and saw only golden starlight drifting in the infinitely high darkness. He could not see the top nor the walls. He walked into this huge space like an ant crawling into St. Peter's Basilica late at night.

Those golden stars look like fireflies, and with their faint light you can see dozens of parallel railway tracks underground. Here, the railways have become spider-web-like structures. They were originally designed to store military subways fully loaded with heavy tanks, but now only rusty tracks are left.

They reached the end of the subway, the end of the maze.

Xia Mi walked quite happily, jumping up and down without looking nervous at all. Well, what was there to be nervous about going home? Whether it was a human or a dragon, one should be the most relaxed at home.

"It's right in front!" Xia Mi pointed forward.

After walking a long distance, Chu Zihang saw a carved rock wall covered with traces of machinery. Next to the rock wall was a shuttle-shaped concrete platform that went deep into the rails like a pier leading into the sea. It was probably used for train stops and maintenance.

"You should have one more..." Chu Zihang looked at her.

"Brother, Fenrir is the wolf born to the evil god Loki and the giantess Anberda in Norse mythology." Xia Mi nodded.

"What about Hela?" Chu Zihang asked.

"After the twins on the throne devour each other, the third one is born. Whether Jörmungandr devours and separates or separates, devouring Jörmungandr will eventually lead to the birth of Hela."

Xia Mi said, "This is the fate of dragons. Only by devouring each other can they complete themselves and rule the world. The same is true for other kings."

"…but it doesn't have to be this way, right?" Chu Zihang said.

"Nothing in the world is absolute. For example, according to common sense, after awakening, my personality should be completely swallowed up by Jörmungandr... but now I am still the dominant one." Xia Mi blinked at Chu Zihang.

"If it weren't for the fact that the commotion you guys made was so huge and so unexpected, I might have been convinced by her soon. On that day, I would have completely become Jörmungandr. But by then, should I be called Xia Mi or Jörmungandr?"

Chu Zihang did not answer her, probably because he did not know how to answer, or perhaps because of the two large yellow light bulbs that suddenly lit up on the rock wall.

But Chu Zihang knew very well that it was not a light bulb... it was the two eyes of a huge creature!

The hard and thick rock wall began to vibrate, and cracks appeared from top to bottom until the entire rock wall was covered with cracks, pieces of gravel fell, and dust filled the air.

Chu Zihang couldn't help but pause.

Dragons are quite abstract things for hybrids, and few people have seen the true form of ancient dragons. Therefore, the dragons in ancient texts are sometimes winged four-legged dinosaurs, sometimes beautiful Nagas, and sometimes one-horned snakes.

Chu Zihang believed that Mo Qiuran had seen what a real dragon looked like, but when he asked with an academic mindset, Mo Qiuran replied, "Ah? I didn't notice it. It's just like that. It looks fierce, but it can't take a beating."

So far, Chu Zihang has never actually seen the complete form of the ancient dragon, nor does he have an accurate prediction or mental preparation.

However, at this moment, an ancient dragon appeared in front of him. This prehistoric remnant showed itself to the world with its ferocious, majestic and sharp appearance!

There are no words to describe that ancient and majestic body. He is obviously a reptile, but far more beautiful than any other reptile. It’s just that that beauty is a dark beauty, a majestic beauty and a profound beauty, which is awe-inspiring.

His entire body was covered with blue-black scales, which opened and closed from front to back, making a buzzing sound like the collision of metal. His face, full of bony protrusions, showed the majesty of a monarch.

Chu Zihang couldn’t even imagine how his predecessors faced such powerful creatures and still mustered up the courage to swing their swords... What kind of courage did that require?

Chu Zihang used to have this kind of courage, but now he seems to have lost it... probably because all the shortcomings have been made up.

At this moment, the ancient dragon in front of him spread its huge black wings and roared sharply and powerfully -

"Sister, you are back!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

He had subconsciously tensed his muscles, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue to tense them or relax.

It was a voice that was born to belong to a king, so whatever he said had a deep and majestic feeling like a monarch, but the problem was that the content of his words was really...

Chu Zihang couldn't think of any words to describe it for a moment, so he could only cast a puzzled look at Xia Mi. After all, he heard Fenrir call her "sister".

"Um... during the hatching process, my brother had a small problem with his brain, so he treated me as his sister." Xia Mi said in a low voice, then walked directly to the front of the ancient dragon and stretched out her hand.

The slender white jade hands formed a sharp contrast with the ancient dragon's dark blue dragon scales and huge body. At this moment, the scene was somewhat similar to Beauty and the Beast, but both this beauty and the beast were far superior to those in the story.

Gu Long stretched his long neck forward and put his huge head against Xia Mi's hand. The pupils in his eyes became rounder and bigger comfortably. He didn't look like a brother or sister, but like a kitten that finally got the attention and caress of its owner.

But this kitten is probably much bigger and heavier than a blue whale.

Gu Long suddenly looked at Chu Zihang, then flapped his wings violently. Chu Zihang was subconsciously startled, and then he saw a bag of items in a blue package being thrown towards him.

"Here you go." Gu Long looked at Chu Zihang cautiously.

Chu Zihang picked up the bag of blue packaging and found that it was a bag of original potato chips.

"My sister said that if there are guests coming, we must treat them well. Since my sister brought you here, you must be a guest." Gu Long said seriously, "So I'll give you this. Potato chips are the most delicious thing in the world."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to look at Xia Mi, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, okay, very good!" Xia Mi praised him.

Then a happy smile appeared on Gu Long's face. God knows why such a serious and majestic king could have such an expression on his face, but Chu Zihang found that he could see it from it.

This kind of contrast really gives people a feeling of extreme discomfort...

While he was thinking about it, he noticed that Gu Long's eyes kept glancing at him... No, to be precise, he was looking at the bag of potato chips in the blue bag in his hand.

Chu Zihang understood, and he raised the potato chips: "I don't want to eat them, I'll give them back to you."

After hearing Chu Zihang's words, Fenrir's face showed visible joy. He stretched out a claw and was about to reach out, but in mid-air he seemed to think of something and looked at Xia Mi pitifully.

"Eat, eat." Xia Mi said helplessly.

So Fenrir stretched out his claws without hesitation and came directly in front of Chu Zihang. He carefully picked up the packaging bag with his claws that were sharp enough to easily pierce steel, then quickly retracted it, opened it, reached in with his claws, pinched out a piece, and then handed it to Xia Mi.

"Sister, eat!" he said.

But right after he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned. The originally round pupils in his golden eyes suddenly turned vertical. The silly temperament he had before instantly disappeared, and was replaced by the majesty that should belong to a king!

When Chu Zihang saw this scene, for some reason he felt relieved the first moment. Perhaps he felt that such a majestic creature should have such a majestic posture. Then doubts arose in his mind, why did Fenrir suddenly show such an expression?

"What's wrong?" Xia Mi asked.

"Someone is coming, sister," Fenrir spread his wings, as if he wanted to protect Xia Mi behind him, "He's a very dangerous person!"

Chu Zihang then noticed that the dragon's apparent length of thirty or forty meters was not its full length, because only the front half of Fenrir was exposed, with the back half integrated into the rock wall.

To be precise, the dragon's hind half was still in the form of bones, and its thick spine gradually petrified from front to back and finally connected to the stone wall.

He was like the legendary immortal creature, with half of his body showing the appearance of life and the other half showing the appearance of death. Life and death were cleverly integrated into one, which seemed to have some mysterious religious meaning.

After hearing what Fenrir said, Chu Zihang noticed that Fenrir was not looking at him, but his eyes passed over him and looked in the direction behind him.

So Chu Zihang turned his head and looked in that direction. Gradually, he heard several clear footsteps and voices gradually rising.

"That dealer's card playing skills are terrible."

"Yeah, even Mahjong can't beat us."

"Didn't we change the cards for him later at his strong request? He still couldn't beat us in Landlord. I don't know how he can be called a dealer with such a level."

"And he doesn't seem to be able to endure it very well. After we told him not to play mahjong with him anymore and to play Landlord instead, he actually showed signs of suicidal tendencies."

"Yes, yes, fortunately I managed to persuade him to stop. It was quite interesting..."

Chu Zihang was startled as he heard the voices coming from the passage gradually becoming clearer and getting closer along with the footsteps.

I thought you guys went to a casino on the way out? Why did the dealers run out?

And playing Mahjong and Landlord with the dealer...

It would be strange if others didn’t get angry and embarrassed!

Is there really any dealer willing to play this kind of cards that can obviously be played in a group?

Oh, it seems that it is not a question of whether he is willing to play or not, but a question of whether he will be in trouble if he does not play.

Then they were sanctioned by the gang, and they couldn't win the fight, so they had no choice but to commit suicide... Chu Zihang suddenly felt that he could understand the dealer's thinking. If it were him, he would probably be so angry that he would want to commit suicide.

While Chu Zihang was thinking about this, the person finally walked out of the long tunnel.

It was Mo Qiuran and his group.

"Hi my dear friend, it's so nice to see that you are still safe and sound!" Mo Qiuran spoke in a translator's tone and greeted Chu Zihang and Xia Mi enthusiastically.

Of course, he also saw the giant dragon with its wings spread out, exuding the aura of a king, but this was not something he needed to pay special attention to.

After all, when he was taking the 3E exam at Kassel Academy, the temporary projection of Atreus the Spear of the Indomitable had taken him into the realm of psychic vision, and in the psychic vision, the huge black dragon he saw was much larger and more majestic than the one he saw in front of him.

In the end, didn't the black dragon become his food?

It has to be said that he even began to miss that taste, and he didn't know what the dragon in front of him tasted like... Mo Qiuran subconsciously began to compare this dragon with the one he saw in his spiritual vision.

"!" Fenrir shrank back suddenly. He didn't know why he was frightened by the look of a human, but that was the fact.

"This is not an enemy!" Chu Zihang said quickly when he saw this.

Although in just a few days at Kassel Academy, he had learned from countless people and classics that dragons were extremely brutal and evil creatures that could never coexist with humans, but after experiencing it himself, Chu Ziheng couldn't help but waver in his heart about this concept.

After all, although Fenrir the dragon looks quite scary, coupled with the attributes of eating potato chips and relying on his sister...