Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 305 Consensus
"Excuse me, did you just say that the person has left?"

The airport hall is full of sunshine, and the rows of seats are empty and no one is sitting.

Standing in front of the counter, the girl wearing toad sunglasses half covering her delicate face with the size of a palm asked in surprise.

She took off her sunglasses, and the delicate and beautiful face made the ground staff at the Chicago airport who are used to seeing the flow of people feel God's eccentricity.

"Yes, our memory of beautiful women will always be a little longer." The blond woman behind the counter smiled and handed back the photo in her hand, "You guys are a bit late, they were about 10 minutes ago After leaving the airport, a friend picked them up and left."

"Okay, thank you." The girl who took the photo turned around and walked out of the airport, whispering: "Brother, brother, you died before you left, and the mission target ran away with long legs!"

After about a few seconds, the man's voice came out without any ups and downs: "Because we wasted too much time by going halfway to buy sunglasses and surprise gifts, and besides...the mission target itself has legs."

"But we obviously sent text messages to Brother Lu and the others." The girl said with a guilty conscience.

"The mobile phone needs to be turned off before takeoff. There are two possibilities. One is that they were picked up before they had time to read the information after getting off the plane, and the other is that they have other arrangements."

A man also wearing toad mirrors came out, holding two bags of "surprise gifts" in his hands.

"Damn it! Brother Lu dared to let me go, I bought them a couple T-shirt!" Xia Mi curled her lips, raised her head, and threw her ponytail on Chu Zihang's arm, "Brother, contact Norma, Let her help us find the location of the senior brother, I will definitely be the light bulb today!"

Chu Zihang sighed, he took off his sunglasses and raised his head, the glare of the summer morning sun fell into his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the blue sky in a foreign country.

This is Chicago. Chicago is also known as the Windy City. Summer in the Windy City is either roaring thunderstorms or cloudless clear skies. Today is obviously the latter.

"Do you know? More than 200 years ago, this city was the home of the Indian tribe. Now, this city with a population of 200 million is an important transportation hub connecting the east and west of the United States, and is known as the hometown of skyscrapers."

Chu Zihang said suddenly.

Xia Mi looked at him in surprise, looked at the boy outlined by the skylight, squinted his eyes, and said softly:
"Chicago is located in Illinois, but Illinois is named after the Illinois tribe of Indians. Brother, what do you want to explain?"

Chu Zihang turned back: "It's just that I suddenly feel a little bit cruel about the cruelty of human history."

Xia Mi tilted his head slightly: "The history of any period of pioneering and conquest is always crueler than your imagination. When everything is waiting to be done, there is no legal restraint, and there is no moral restraint. In the words of some people, The 'human nature' of this period will be completely suppressed by the 'beast nature'."

Chu Zihang was silent for a while, nodded, and asked again: "What about the dragon clan? Do the dragon clan have human nature, animal nature, or divinity?"

"Let's see how to divide." Xia Mi put on her sunglasses again, and she said lazily, "Some people think that human nature is the sublimation of animal nature, while divinity is the further sublimation of human nature. This is a stepped relationship. Some people have suggested that every intelligent creature is born with these three natures. The three natures exist at the same time, are opposed to each other, and depend on each other. Such an incredibly complex and cunning species."

"Complicated and cunning?" Chu Zihang chewed these two words, "I can understand complicated, why is there still cunning?"

"Hmph, aren't human beings cunning?" Xia Mi snorted, "In my opinion, the so-called 'human nature' is the greatest cunning of human beings, forcibly opening up a gap between the 'divine nature' and the 'beast nature'. Then stuff the messy emotions into it, and call it 'human nature', use it to imprison yourself, and use it to imprison others..."

Chu Zihang smiled silently, and said softly, "What do you think Junior Brother is doing now?"

Xia Mi looked up at Chu Zihang, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why did Mr. Xia suddenly change the subject?"

"Probably because I'm a cunning human being?" Chu Zihang lowered his head, reached out to take off Xia Mi's sunglasses, stared at her obsidian-like pupils, and spoke a plain interrogative sentence, not sure whether he was asking himself or asking girl in front of her.

The combination of this strange tone and expression looks strangely harmonious on the man in front of him.

Xia Mi bared her teeth, raised her small fist and punched him on the shoulder.

"Dragon clan..." Chu Zihang hesitated suddenly, "Is there anything special about proposing marriage?"

Xia Mi snorted and said, "What do you want? She hasn't reached the legal age of marriage yet. Do you dare to come to the door and believe it or not? My brother smashed you to death with his fist?"

"I will ask my younger brother to be a matchmaker." Chu Zihang's expression remained unchanged, obviously he had already prepared for it.

Xia Mi's eyes widened slightly: "Brother, you alone directly raised the upper limit of cunning for all human beings!"

"As long as I can marry you home, I can bear this price for the time being." Chu Zihang showed a rare and obvious smile.

It's hard to imagine that this paralyzed face can show such a natural and pure smile. In the past, this guy's "silent smile" was nothing more than a grin.

Xia Mi stared at him without blinking. After a long time, the girl looked serious like a housewife who found her husband cheating and said:

"Who taught you this?"

"……Caesar."

Forced by the alluring gaze, Chu Zihang confessed honestly.

"Senior Brother Caesar understands it very well." Xia Mi narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous arc.

"He said that as a master of love and a senior in the industry, he should give me and my junior brother some guidance." Chu Zihang basically repeated what Caesar said that day.

"Play with him more in the future."

Xia Mi seriously said to the cub at home, "That kid is too bad, so don't play with him in the future."

Chu Zihang was startled, and frowned, did he hear wrong?

"Do you still need to guess? Brother Lu must be running around Chicago with Eriyi now." Xia Mi wrinkled his nose slightly, "Hmph, this scoundrel will kidnap and sell girls from good families, and dare to let me go!"

The sudden change of topic made Chu Zihang feel familiar, but now is obviously not the time to worry about it.

He thought for a while, and said: "It's summer now, and I heard from the seniors in the school that summer in Chicago is the best. If I were a junior, I would rent a car and take the girl I like along the Linhai Highway Open from early morning to dusk, facing the sea breeze and the orange sunset in the distance.”

Xia Mi's eyes lit up and he said, "Let's go! Let's rent a car too! Go to Linhai Highway to intercept him!"

Chu Zihang shook his head, put on his sunglasses again, and said in a calm tone, "We're going to rent a car, but we won't go to see Junior Brother. We'll go to him after a day in Chicago."

He took Xia Mi's hand, and strode out of the Chicago airport against the early morning sunlight in a foreign land. What filled their field of vision at that moment was the golden sunshine of this midsummer.

Their figures gradually blurred under the golden sunlight.

The plane roared overhead, flying over the city and casting a large shadow, and the roaring engine sound was full of passengers, wrapped in the wind and heading for the distance.

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The intoxicating sunlight at dusk falls on the brown-black desk, the windows in the house are half-opened, and the white gauze curtains are slightly fluttered by the midsummer and the wind, like the skirts of a girl on the ramp being lifted by the wind, revealing the unique scenery of midsummer .

The high tide waves outside the window beat on the black reefs along the coast, splashing white waves.

A group of seabirds flapped their wings hastily over the fortress standing on the cliff, leaving behind a few chaotic birdsong that seemed to be an early warning.

A man in a black suit stood silently in front of the window. If it weren't for the cigar smoke, he would really be like a stone statue that has been silent for many years.

The man stood in front of the window and looked at the leaden gray sky that was getting closer and closer in the distance, but there was nothing in his eyes.

There is a dangerous atmosphere in the air. If you listen carefully, you will hear the panicked beasts around the castle, and the sound of the sea tide in the distance becomes more and more muffled.

Heavy rain is coming.

The old man with pale skin, like a thick limestone tombstone next to a stone statue, said slowly: "What's the girl's name, where does she live, how many people are in the family, and what jobs do her parents do? They should all be of mixed race, right? How about their ancestry? Chinese How is the method of proposing marriage different from that in the UK?"

The old man standing in front of the window turned his head, and it was Angers who left Chicago overnight last night.

He looked strange: "Why, are you going to propose marriage for him in person? Is it your turn?"

Beowulf raised his head in displeasure: "It's not my turn? I'm his godfather. I won't come forward for this kind of thing. Could it be his stepfather's turn?"

"Speaking of..." Anger pondered, "Has Chu Zihang's stepfather investigated? Are you sure he's just an ordinary person?"

"I have investigated it, and he is a good man." Beowulf said lightly.

"Good guy?" Angers raised his eyebrows.

"In a certain sense, he is indeed a good man." Beowulf sighed, "Don't talk about this, what do you want to say when you come to me."

"Damn it, you're the guy who came looking for me, why did I come to you?" Anger said dissatisfied.

"I didn't come to you." Beowulf shook his head and denied, "I just called you to confirm whether it is true that my godson has someone he likes. As a parent, I have the right to ask the school about my godson's situation at school, yes You insist on visiting yourself. To be honest, Angers, I don't really want to see you, although I don't hate you, but every time you and I meet you will bring me trouble."

"Be patient." Ange comforted, "It's almost enough to endure until December 12 next year."

"December 12st?" Beowulf frowned, "Do you still believe in the end of the world?"

"Maybe earlier." Angers shrugged. "The current situation is very bad, so bad that some people may use this to attack my inaction at the next school board meeting."

"How bad is the situation?" Beowulf said in a deep voice. He knew Angers' character well, and the "terrible" that he said from his mouth was by no means a trivial matter, but a danger that the entire secret party must be prepared for.

"Twelve red emergencies occurred overnight, and a mysterious third party appeared. We are not even sure if there is a fourth party. Remember the Norse mythology we talked about back then?" Angers said slowly.

"Norse mythology? It means that we thought that Norse mythology was most influenced by dragon culture?"

"Well, there may be some discrepancies, so far we have found traces of Odin."

"...Odin?" The corners of Beowulf's eyes twitched slightly. If it was not Angers who said this, but anyone else, he was ready to see off the guests.

"Are you kidding me? How could such a mythical character appear in this world?" Beowulf said unceremoniously.

Anger gently placed a recorder on the brown-black desk, spread his hands and said, "Since Ned Hogg really exists, why can't Odin exist?"

"What is this?" Beowulf's eyes fell on the table.

"I think you can listen to the self-report of what happened to your godson that year." Anger explained.

Beowulf's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "He told you what happened back then?"

"Yeah...what's your expression?" Anger asked in surprise.

Beowulf snorted coldly: "I don't know how to use this kind of thing, you open it yourself."

"Tsk, an old party that can't keep up with the progress of the times."

"However, it is the old party that cannot keep up with the times in your eyes, and has guarded the secret party time and time again in the past thousands of years."

"OK, I'm not Frost. You don't need to tell me this. Anyway, I think as long as you can slay dragons, it doesn't matter if it's old or new."

Angers waved his hand and turned on the recorder.

When the recorder finished speaking about Chu Zihang's self-report, Beowulf was silent for a while, as if he was digesting the information.

"Ask if you have any questions." Ange said slowly.

"There are too many questions." Beowulf said with his eyes slightly lowered, "First pick a key one. What is in the box that Chu Tianjiao gave Odin?"

"...Wang Bo when you come up?" Anger said in amazement, "Before answering this question, did you notice the emblem on the box?"

"The world tree in its prime? You asked him specifically, why didn't I notice?"

Speaking of this, Beowulf fell into silence, his gaze changed many times in an instant, and he said in a deep and deep voice, "Who are you?"

Angers said indifferently: "Cassel's emblem is the half-decayed world tree, with the symbol of the world tree in full bloom. It's no accident that it can only be those reclusive guys."

Beowulf narrowed his eyes and said, "You want him away from me just to sneak into the ranks of those traitors?"

"No!" Anger stared at him abruptly, and said word by word, "I have already arranged people to sneak into those people, and I have other arrangements for him, and these arrangements should not have any connection with them! "

"What on earth did you ask him to do?" Beowulf's eyes did not budge, and he even looked at Angers with a slightly gloomy attitude, and asked with a pressing attitude, "It's already up to now, can't you say?"

"Actually, there's nothing we can't say." Anger was silent for a moment, and said, "I just discussed the doomsday theory with him, and then entrusted him to investigate the mysterious jar that was supposed to be sent to the secret party back then. .”

Beowulf took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "What you said... was sent by Menek desperately. It seems to contain the blood of the Black King?"

"Yes." Angers said coldly, "I don't believe you haven't suspected it."

Beowulf clenched his fists and said every word: "But this is just your one-sided story!"

"You think I'm going to lie about this?" Anger said indifferently.

After the end of the Summer Mourning incident, Angers, the only one who knew the whole story, fell into a coma for a year, and it was also during this year that the secret party underwent earth-shaking changes.

After Angers woke up, he thought of the jar that Menek desperately sent out, but found that the secret party had not received it at all, and the secret party had been torn apart at that time...

"...I really don't believe that you will deceive us on this kind of issue." Beowulf said with an emphasis, "But you woke up too late back then, and when you woke up and remembered this, everything would have been dusted Settled. It looks like you never gave up."

"Give up? What do you want me to give up? Give up the 'hope' that Menek desperately sent?"

Anger said coldly, "Do you know what it means to us if the blood and blood of the Black King is stored in that jar?! Do you know what it means if this kind of thing falls into the hands of someone with a heart? Herzo Ge's incident has proved that human genetic technology can transform the bloodline of the dragon race!"

(End of this chapter)