[Dragon Race][Kai Chu]Until the Day

Three cups less of coffee; the smell of coffee on you is killing me. Caesar clasped his elbows, "I don't think your current state is suitable for continuing to drive."Either I'll drive it; or I'll rest for an hour before I hit the road. "

"Is your foot okay?" Chu Zihang glanced at Caesar's right foot.The obvious answer is no.

"It's okay to step on the brakes and accelerator."

"Are you ordering me?" Chu Zihang asked back.

"Yes." Caesar nodded.

This inexplicable verbal dispute made Chu Zihang feel tired, "You are not my sentinel, and I have nothing to do with you. I don't think you have the qualifications." Throwing these words, Chu Zihang turned around and pulled away. door on the driver's side.

Caesar pressed his hand from behind, his palm was hot. "Mr. Angers asked me to go on the road with you, so it is my responsibility as a sentinel to ensure your status and safety."

The words sprayed on the side of Chu Zihang's neck with scorching breath, and the body temperature from the sentinel climbed up his back. He saw Caesar's blue eyes in the reflection of the car window, like the surface of the sea illuminated by the sun, clear and sincere . "Okay," he heard himself say.

Caesar let go.Chu Zihang left with his head down, and opened the door on the other side.The goal was achieved, Caesar sat in the driver's seat, adjusted the height of the seat and the rearview mirror, "I'm still curious about why you are so urgent, but if you don't want to say it, then forget it."

##Chapter06 Fallen

On the evening of the second day after leaving Salt Lake City, the off-road vehicle finally drove into St. Louis City.

Antebellum St. Louis was a mid-sized city in size, sitting at the confluence of the Mississippi and Missouri rivers, 300 miles south of Chicago.But now there are not many people in the city, and most of them have moved to big cities with more complete resettlement after the war. The houses are vacant and the roads are empty and quiet.

They managed to find a hotel that was still open, and Caesar directly asked for the luxury double bed suite on the top floor, and took the room card from the listless front desk.

Once in the room, Caesar went into the bathroom first.Chu Zihang spread out his notebook, on which were the addresses and prescriptions of the sentinel contact point that Susie had given him.He counted the time, his last injection of Young's ketone was last night.The contact point in St. Louis City is not far outside the city, and they can be picked up at any time.

Fifteen minutes later, Caesar emerged from the bathroom with a dry towel over his head.Standing in front of the desk in the room, Chu Zihang unfolded the map of St. Louis City borrowed from the front desk, compared the address on the note, and marked the route with a pencil.

"Don't you use the bathroom?" Caesar asked.

Hearing this, Chu Zihang closed his notebook, and went into the bathroom with a change of clothes and a portable medicine box.The latch is fastened with a light "click".

Caesar fell back on the bed, staring at the high ceiling, and began to think about how to deal with the elders of the Gattuso family tomorrow.His bastard father is probably still wandering in some corner of the earth; ten more world wars won't affect him.If he's lucky, he'll just have to deal with his furious uncle, who takes pleasure in doing it for him.

10 minutes passed.The sentinel suddenly realized that everything was too quiet.He got up from the bed, stepped on the soft plush carpet with bare feet, and knocked on the white bathroom door, "Are you okay?"

"En." Chu Zihang's short confirmation came from the door.

Caesar pinched the doorknob suspiciously.Except for the answer, there was no movement in the bathroom. , There was a slight rustling sound from inside, and then, the sound of objects falling on the floor tiles joined together.

Almost instinctively, the Sentinel sharpened his hearing.Through the thin bathroom door, the sound of continuous, rapid breathing reached his ears.

"I don't think your state is called fine." Caesar frowned.

***

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Chu Zihang touched the bandage around his waist with his right hand, and carefully unwrapped it circle by circle.

Due to the effect of caffeine, his body was extremely exhausted, but his spirit was extremely excited; he could vaguely feel the emotional fluctuations of the sentry outside the door, like the sound of subtle waves in the sea, probably worrying about something.

The bandages around his waist were all taken off, and there were dried dark blood stains on them.Chu Zihang turned his back to the bathroom mirror, the wound on his back had almost healed.He breathed a sigh of relief, and reached for the medicine box on the sink with his right hand.

Touched empty.

He frowned suspiciously and reached out again.

It was as if the rainwater that had accumulated throughout the rainy season suddenly poured out, something in the brain suddenly broke, and the supporting force of the muscles in the whole body suddenly collapsed.The moment he fell, he tried in vain to grab something, his arm swept across the sink uncontrollably, and a piece of it fell off, crackling and hitting the ground.

There was a slight knock on the door. "Are you all right?" Caesar's voice said.

Chu Zihang sat on the cold floor tiles in the bathroom, leaning against the wall, feeling icy cold.He concentrated, suppressed his rapid breathing, and let out a short confirmation, "Yes."

There was silence on the other side of the door for about five seconds, "I don't think your state is called fine."

The guide raised his head, groped upwards, and pinched the corner of the sink with his fingers.The feeling from the muscles is very strange, similar to the vague feeling of weakness during high fever; the blood vessels in the forehead are throbbing, and the head is dull, as if someone is continuously hitting the skull with a hammer.He tried his strength, leaned against the wall, and slowly pulled himself up into a standing posture.

"Do you need help?" Outside the door, Caesar continued to ask.

"No need." Chu Zihang didn't think about it.

"Are you thinking about my question?"

"I said no." Chu Zihang forced these words through his teeth.

There was a dangerous rustling sound from the white bathroom door, which suddenly broke away from the door frame.This kind of ordinary wooden door itself has no deterrent effect, and Caesar directly pulled out the latch in the hinge.He moved the door leaf aside and sneered: "It's just a door, it's very simple."

Chu Zihang's right hand tightly pinched the edge of the sink, the only way he could keep himself from falling to the ground.

"Can you answer my question properly?" Caesar looked at him.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, "Shortness of breath and rapid heart rate are the stage of sympathetic excitement in the initial stage of stability collapse."

and binding heat.

Caesar leaned against the door frame and frowned, as if hesitating whether to approach or not.

"Don't come over." Chu Zihang stopped him in a low voice, took off the guide nameplate around his neck with his other hand, and threw it lowly.The metal flakes scraped across the dark tiles and stopped at Caesar's feet.

"Take this." Chu Zihang whispered, and reported a series of addresses, "Go to this contact point. Dr. Su has already called, and there should be Yang's ketone there. You can refer to the map on the desk outside for the specific location." .”

"So that's why you have to be in St. Louis in two days?"

"Yes. Yesterday was the last one. I thought I'd need the injection tomorrow...but it seems to have been triggered earlier due to exhaustion."

Caesar looked at him with a playful expression, "I really never thought that I would help a guide to get Young's ketone."

"I don't think it's time to make jokes. And," Chu Zihang paused and adjusted his breathing, "the Gattuso family won't rashly allow you to combine with a D-level guide, right?"

"You don't need to remind me." Caesar sneered, "I said, before arriving at Gattuso's house, I have the responsibility to ensure your safety along the way." He bent down, picked up Chu Zihang's guide nameplate from the ground, pinched between the fingers. "Also, you really overestimated the influence of the family on me. If I really want to combine with a guide, no one can stop me."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the bedroom, picked up the map, cash, Beretta and car keys on the desk.

"Be careful yourself, I'll be back as soon as possible."

***

The off-road vehicle drove through the street at night, there were no street lights, and the buildings on both sides were pitch black.

Chu Zihang's metal nameplate was held in the palm of his right hand by Caesar, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.With both hands on the steering wheel, he tapped his right index finger irregularly.Gray clouds can be vaguely seen in the sky, the moon has risen, and the moonlight is very faint.

The sentry smelled the smell left in the car and desperately wanted a cigarette.

After turning two corners without street lights, the off-road vehicle stopped in front of a dark two-story building.Caesar flipped Beretta's magazine, and couldn't help but rummaged through the co-pilot's storage box, remembering that the box of cigars given by Angers was on the bedside table of the hotel.

It's a dilapidated building with peeling paint on the doors.Caesar pushed open the door and stepped on the floor of the corridor. The wooden floor was uneven and creaked harshly.He went up to the second floor, and in front of him was a simple counter painted milky white. A figure emerged from the black curtain, "Sentry?"

Caesar put the guide nameplate on the counter as a signal, and the metal chain at the end was still wrapped around his wrist, "I'll get Young's ketone."

The staff of the liaison office was a wretched little man. He had confirmed Chu Zihang's nameplate, looked at Caesar meaningfully, and giggled, "Are you a sentinel? It's rare to encounter such a thing."

Caesar's face darkened.

"The last three." The guide took out a small box from under the counter, reflecting a strange metallic light.

Caesar reached out to take it, but the other party flicked the small box and made a count, "Cash, no bargaining."

"How do I remember that providing Young's ketone is one of the obligations of the Liaison Office?"

"That was before the war. Buy it or not."

Under the counter, Caesar reached into his pocket with his left hand, and quickly twirled his fingers over the edge of a stack of banknotes.

Obviously not enough.

The other party saw that he was silent, and the smile on his face immediately dropped, "If you don't have money, you will pull it down. You really think I am doing charity."

Caesar stared at him and suddenly laughed