[Dragon Race][Kai Chu]Until the Day

car, and got into the passenger seat.

Without raising his head, Chu Zihang pushed up his sleeves and slowly pushed in the medicine.He felt Caesar's eyes rest on his elbow with interest.Pushing all the brownish-yellow liquid in, Chu Zihang carefully pulled out the syringe and asked, "Is it interesting to stare at?"

Caesar recognized the potion in his hand, and ignored Chu Zihang's question: "Do you need to keep injecting this?"

"The current frequency is one every two days. If you don't have frequent contact with high-level sentries, you don't need it."

Caesar raised his eyebrows, "So it's because of me?"

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, and admitted: "Yes. Your level is too high, and your stability will be affected to some extent."

"What are the consequences of not injecting in time? Imbalance?" Caesar probably guessed.

"The stability of the guide will be affected; once it is out of balance, it is easy to trigger the binding fever." Highly talented sentries and guides generally awaken very early, and similar things are not particularly rare.Chu Zihang was a little strange, "Have you never heard of a similar case before?"

"If you say that, there probably are." Caesar recalled the rumors of imbalance that he had heard on the gossip nets of various sentinel guides, "but they didn't make much sense." He paused, then smiled lowly, " You were the first guide I was interested in getting up close and personal with."

"You talk to other guides like that?" Chu Zihang frowned.

"Huh? That's how I talked to my interested guide." Caesar looked at Chu Zihang's profile, the dim light fell on the guide's face, blurring a soft shadow, "There is one more thing I'm curious about. Why is your guide level only D."

"Is it strange?"

Caesar smiled, "Your father is A+, I have never seen such a disparity in grades between direct blood relatives."

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, so long that Caesar thought he would not answer this question.

"My parents divorced when I was 13 years old. My mother...was an ordinary person. She remarried after the divorce. I moved to the United States with her and my stepfather. I never saw my father again. Now think, He had been transferred to Alaska by the academy."

Caesar waited quietly for the guide to speak.

"The last postcard I got from my dad was five years ago, two weeks before 'Ragnarok. He rented a letter box at the post office in Alaska to send and receive letters. It's easy and safe, and the post office doesn't disclose the letter box rental. The real identity and address of the recipient, and only the code and zip code of the mailbox are needed to send and receive the mail. His reply is always very slow and rarely, even if I write a long letter to him, it will take a long time for him to reply to me, forever Only write on the small blank space of the postcard. I was young at that time, and I thought he didn’t want me anymore, and I always resented him in my heart. When I found out that I no longer resented him..." Chu Zihang lowered his head, "It has been a long time That's for later."

"Then how did you find the Academy?" Caesar asked. He didn't know the existence of the "Academy" for the first time until Angers appeared yesterday.

"The indentation of the handwriting." Chu Zihang said lightly, "When he was writing the report, he accidentally pressed the postcard under the report paper of the Heimdall Project. But I found out that it was a long time later."

"At that time, you have already awakened." Caesar guessed the next content.

"Yes. Two months after awakening, I found the indentation on the postcard, followed the clues to Professor Schneider, and I learned that my father was a sentinel of the 'College. Then I understood why he gave me the The reply will always take a long time, and it will always be so short. I studied all the postcards he sent me, trying to find the post office where he rented the mailbox, but the area under the jurisdiction of the zip code", Chu Zihang paused, "has been changed from Wiped off the map."

Caesar suddenly understood why Angers specifically asked him to go to Chicago together, why he said, "He must really want to see the Alaska part of Heimdall's plan." He thought about it and said, "Yesterday was the first time I learned about the The academy and the matter of 'Heimdall. And, I promised Angers, not just the matter of sending the documents back to the Gattuso house with you—"

Chu Zihang looked at him.

"If it's just like this, I won't go on the road together at all; the mission of the academy has nothing to do with me. Another thing Angers solemnly asks me is to help you get the 'Heim' that was delivered to Gattuso's house a week ago. Report on your father's involvement in Project Dahl."

Chu Zihang was stunned, "He and Professor Schneider have always remembered."

There was a delicate silence between the two.Caesar opened the window on his side, and the air outside the window slowly infiltrated with the coolness of early autumn, diluting the smell of coffee in the cab.

The guide's expression faded, and his pupils were soft maroon. "As for your question, why is my guide level only D... I'm not interested in the thoughts of the people around me, and I don't quite understand what the guide's ability does."

After finishing the words, Chu Zihang turned off the dome light, and the cab was completely dark except for the street lights in the distance, which sprinkled a little gold in.

"I'm going to sleep in the car tonight. It will cool down at night, and there are some blankets behind, do you need to take them?" Chu Zihang asked.

"No need." Caesar leaned over to check his right ankle, it was recovering well, and he would be able to walk normally tomorrow. "I'm still wondering why you're in such a hurry. How's your back hurt?"

Chu Zihang didn't answer.He started the car, the engine humming low.The injury on his back looks serious, but the sentinel beside him is his biggest worry at present. They are about 800 miles away from St. Louis.If all goes well, tomorrow night he'll have three more Young's Ketones, enough to last him through his mission, get the detailed documents about his father, and bid farewell to Cesar Gattuso, the dazzling sentinel.

***

When Caesar opened his eyes again, the off-road vehicle had already parked in a small valley surrounded on three sides.

He glanced at his watch, it was past two o'clock in the morning.

Chu Zihang was already asleep, and his back injury forced him to lean sideways on the back of the chair, with his face turned to Caesar.The light gray blanket was pulled up to the chin, and the black hair fell messily on the side of the face, exposing a small piece of cool-colored skin behind the ears.

Caesar stared at it for a moment.

In the end, the sentinel sighed, his mind filled with the overwhelming encounters of the past few days.Chu Zihang, the academy, Schneider, Angers... and he promised Angers that he would accompany the guide who had known him for only three days back to the Gattuso's house that he didn't even want to step into.

He didn't know why he agreed at the time.

Chu Zihang on the side moved slightly.The guide's sleep was deep and his breathing was long, but he seemed unsteady, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a corner of the blanket slipped slightly.

Caesar stretched out his hand and hung it over Chu Zihang's forehead. After a long pause, he pulled up the slipped blanket and pinched the guide's soft hair.

***

After several days of early morning departures, the SUV broke down unexpectedly, or not unexpectedly, just over 100 miles from their destination, the day after they set off for St. Louis.

The battery warning light on the dashboard suddenly jumped red, and there was a slight crackling sound under the hood of the front of the car.Chu Zihang's heart sank, he slowed down slowly, pulled the off-road vehicle aside and turned off the engine.

Caesar roughly caught the source of the noise, "It should be a problem with the engine. Don't move, I'll go down and have a look first." He whispered, opened the car door, and walked around to the front with one foot deep and one foot shallow.As soon as the hood was lifted, a puff of white smoke came out.

Chu Zihang got out of the car from the other side grabbing the heat-insulating asbestos gloves, and maintained a posture for a long time. His limbs were stiff, and the wound on his back was aching.The moment his feet touched the ground, his whole body paused slightly.

Caesar noticed him keenly, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay. I sat for a while." Chu Zihang put on his gloves, checked the engine, and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's just that the timing belt of the engine is broken."

Caesar was taken aback: "'Just?" It's really not a complicated failure, and you can get on the road again with a new belt.But where do you get an engine belt in this deserted place fifty miles around?

Then, he saw Chu Zihang open the trunk and found a brand new...engine belt.

Caesar was convinced, and now even if Chu Zihang suddenly took out a can of liquid nitrogen from the off-road vehicle, he felt that he would not be surprised, "What else did you hide to surprise me?"

"Just shut up." The guide's voice was exhausted.Caesar's right foot is injured and there is no way to help him. Since yesterday, he has been driving for nearly twenty hours.The long-term concentration and the large amount of caffeine intake made his spirit extremely tense, and he blurted out sentences without thinking.

Caesar shrugged, "So you can talk like that." Since we met, this guide has never said anything serious; when he meets a question he doesn't want to answer, he just keeps silent.

Chu Zihang ignored him, and reached for the broken belt on the side of the engine.Caesar watched his body leaning forward slightly, the veins of the bandages were faintly revealed in the thin coat, outlining a beautiful waistline.

The sentry took a step forward, and gently pulled the pair of heat-insulating gloves from Chu Zihang's hand, "Your back injury is still not healed, let me do it."

Chu Zihang did not object, and watched as Caesar pulled out the old belt twisted like a snake, threw it on the ground, and put the replacement belt on the crankshaft of the engine.After the replacement, the sentry closed the hood, turned around, and leaned his back against the off-road vehicle, "There is one more thing, I really don't like the smell on your body now."

Chu Zihang frowned, he was puzzled by Caesar's words.

"Since yesterday, I have been driving for a long time with fatigue, every day to