However, she still buried some key information pointing to herself in her words.
She sighed in her heart, Chu Zihang is really good at sorting out clues from these complicated clues...
If he keeps up his efforts, he might find Chu Zihang at the door of his house when he wakes up.
So, I really deserve to be a master of science.
After she goes out, she will find a way to deceive Chu Zihang.
When Jormungandr thought of this, she raised the corners of her mouth and showed a smile. She was quite experienced in dealing with Chu Zihang. Until now, Chu Zihang had not remembered that she was the former cheerleader and dance group leader.
, isn’t it?
The Dragon King still has the ability to rewrite reality.
Besides, her disguised identity is that of a cute and innocent junior sister, so he shouldn't doubt her.
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Even if one of the dragons had selfish motives, they happily exchanged information with each other.
At this time, Jormungandr will definitely not let others know of his existence. For cash or transfers, it is still a bit eye-catching, and it may be detected accidentally.
As a Dragon King who came here as a monk, she... didn't know there was such a thing as a sacrifice.
So she chose to exchange information, exchange secret information about hybrids.
Fingel received information personally provided by the King of Earth and Mountain, while Jörmungandr received a bunch of gossip and dark history from high-level officials.
All in all, both parties are very satisfied.
After several rounds of exchanges and testing, Jormungandr suddenly asked Old Tang: "Do you have any alchemical weapons specifically designed to slay dragons?"
When Old Tang heard this, he immediately shook his head: "No."
That look was so sincere, as if to say:
How is it possible, I am just an ordinary alchemist, how can I have the ability to create a dragon-slaying weapon?
"real?"
Jormungandr's face turned a little ugly.
"It's true, it's absolutely true. The difficulty of dragon-slaying weapons is too high. I can only make gadgets like fruit knives."
Old Tang continued to promise without changing his expression.
The voice is also very sincere.
"Haha..." After I truly become Hela, you will be the first person to be dropped.
Jörmungandr looked at Old Tang and thought secretly in his heart.
Chu Zihang looked at the two people talking unexpectedly, suddenly thought of something, and was a little surprised.
Old Tang is a master of alchemy, which is the result of their testing after several meetings. However, Jörmungandr is just a new member, and Mr. Fool temporarily went offline before he could get familiar with the environment.
Therefore, it stands to reason that Jörmungandr should not know that Old Tang is good at alchemy - then they know each other.
He didn't know how the two people met or what their relationship was.
Are these two enemies? Or allies?
What kind of secret relationship is there between them?
...I just don’t know why, but he feels a little unhappy deep in his heart.
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"Blank..." Old Tang walked out of the bathroom with difficulty, crying and wailing towards Lu Mingfei: "Obviously, my legs are numb..."
"..." Lu Mingfei looked at the time and was speechless.
"You have been in the bathroom for forty minutes." Lu Mingfei complained, "If you don't come out, I will suspect that you traveled along the toilet and became the devil."
"woo woo woo woo......"
Old Tang's heart was filled with grievance and anger.
It’s all my fault!
Looking at Lu Mingfei's computer screen, Brother Fool was trying to lead a wave of gunmen and tanks to Lu Mingfei's door.
Old Tang was furious and immediately grabbed Lu Mingfei's mouse. Relying on Lu Mingfei's early accumulation, he killed the opponent completely.
Looking at the gg picture on the screen, Old Tang exhaled a sigh of relief.
What a joy.
At the Minor Arcana meeting, due to Mr. Fool's terrifying aura, he did not dare to move at all, but in reality it was different.
Just like now, no matter how powerful the evil god is, there is no way to stop him from abusing people in the game. Just like what he is doing now.
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha……
"Hey..." Lu Mingfei showed a pair of dead eyes, "Don't interfere in other people's battles without authorization."
"It's okay, it's okay..." Old Tang waved his hands indifferently, "Anyway, I killed the idiot brother."
"..." Lu Mingfei.
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Chu Zihang sorted out the key points of this meeting, then walked out of the room expressionlessly, and saw a lazy Fingel.
"Lu Mingfei has been out for a day, do you know where he went?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked.
"I said I'm going to meet my friends... By the way, junior brother, I have to rely on you. That team is all elite, and you still have to drag me along. But we have a soldier, a nanny, and an errand boy.
, this configuration is quite good.”
"You may have misunderstood the meaning of this word. In Chinese, the children born to a woman after a divorce from her ex-husband are called 'petters'," Chu Zihang corrected, "For example, I am a tartar."
Chu Zihang pressed the Enter key, and the data was loaded into the mathematical model he had just completed. On the projection map on the wall, countless ripples splashed out in an instant, as if it was a calm lake, and Chu Zihang had just sprinkled a handful of it.
Fine sand goes in.
He recalled the issues about variables mentioned at the meeting, hesitated for a moment, overturned the model he had made, and added other things.
Fingel glanced at it and suddenly froze, his expression a little strange.
He looked at the statistical chart on Chu Zihang's computer page and compared it with the chart he received privately during the meeting just now...
Then Fingal cracked.
This cannot be said to be similar, it can only be said to be exactly the same, okay?
Could it be that Chu Zihang is that person?!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What are you messing with?" Fingel asked tentatively, "Shouldn't we be carrying equipment all over BJ City looking for dragons?"
"If the equipment you are talking about is a SLR camera, that's what Tang Sen and his friends are doing. They visited the Forbidden City yesterday and their goal today is to go to the Summer Palace."
Chu Zihang said calmly, "The reason why they became an out-and-out tour group is because they found that this city is full of traces of dragons. There are dragon veins in the geography, dragons and phoenixes on the royal stone sculptures, and there are dragons and phoenixes lying on the four corners of the hall.
The descendants of the dragon, even the tortoise carrying the stone tablet, are all dragon species, and there is no way to find them. China uses the 'dragon' as its totem, and should have the most information about the dragon clan left behind. However, there is too much messy information that makes it impossible to find what we are looking for.
The core information is hidden."
"I just made some statistics on this year's earthquake fluctuations, and then combined them with the flash of inspiration before,"
Fingel opened his mouth slightly, looked at the computer screen, and then looked at Chu Zihangzuo.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
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Zhou Mingrui knocked on his shoulder, moved his body, and then sneezed hard, making his head feel a little dizzy.
There seemed to be a dense number of tiny voices ringing in my ears again.
That's weird, what's going on?
Zhou Mingrui rubbed his nose blankly.
Maybe he had a cold. When the cool breeze blew over just now, it seemed a bit cold!
Zhou Mingrui touched his arm. Because of the hot weather recently, he only wore short-sleeved shirts, but the air conditioner was turned on in the room, so it was indeed a bit chilly.
"Did you catch a cold?" Zhou Mingrui murmured to himself.
As soon as this idea flashed through his mind, Zhou Mingrui denied it.
He has never been sick since he came here, how could he suddenly get sick?
Zhou Mingrui felt that he had a cold just because he didn't sleep well last night, or maybe because he was under too much pressure recently and was a little tired, so he caught a cold.
But there were not many such cases, so Zhou Mingrui didn't take it seriously. Anyway, catching a cold wouldn't affect his work and study. He was still fishing anyway.
Zhou Mingrui touched his head and felt that it was cold and he had no fever.
But he hesitated for a moment and found the thermometer that had been dusty for a long time.
five minutes later……
"???" Zhou Mingrui stared blankly at the temperature displayed on the thermometer.
"28 degrees? Are you kidding me?"
Zhou Mingrui felt a little surprised. He thought the thermometer was wrong.
He took the test again, and this time his body temperature returned to normal.
"This is normal."
Zhou Mingrui and a certain insect both breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have to go to bed earlier these days and adjust my schedule, otherwise I will have hallucinations again."
Zhou Mingrui was thinking about it while acting resolutely. He decisively refused Old Tang's malicious invitation from the Internet, took a shower, and threw himself on his bed.
The tentacles of his lower body were spread out on the sheets, sticky and tangled together, like the tangled roots of a big tree, but Zhou Mingrui didn't feel much. From his perspective, he was still 1.8 meters tall.
Long legs.
Zhou Mingrui wrapped himself in a small quilt and quickly fell asleep.
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A cold light shone on the platform, the whole body was shrouded in gray mist, and with ferocious tentacles squirming, a figure wearing a black robe suddenly appeared here.
As soon as Klein stepped here, he woke up. He knew very well that he seemed to be having a dream again.
He calmly looked at the surrounding scene. It was a place he didn't know. He had never been here before...
so……
Predictive dream?
He thought casually, and the tentacles under his robe squirmed, leading him slowly forward.
He doesn't care where he is going. He will always go where he needs to go, just follow his feelings.
"He is my brother, the dragon name is 'Fenrir', the king of the earth and mountains."
A melodious voice came not far away and reached his ears.
His tentacles waved and moved along the source of the sound.
He saw the figure of the girl who transformed into a dragon. Various dragon-like characteristics appeared on her body. Her clothes were torn by scales and bone spurs. She was naked, with steel-like muscles all over her body, and rugged bone protrusions appeared on her forehead, chin, and knees.
The joints are recurved and the hind limbs are strong.
The dragon girl was very close to another behemoth, a giant dragon with a very different size. But Klein could tell at a glance that these two dragons were twins.
But he is not the complete Dragon King.
In addition to the two dragons here, there were also two miserable people. He casually glanced over and found that both of them gave him a very friendly feeling.
Klein tilted his head. After thinking for a while, he didn't get much information, so he gave up thinking. Anyway, he was in the sleepwalking stage now, so it was normal not to remember.
He continued to watch calmly as the little dragon girl held up the man wrapped in scales. The two blue-grey figures wrapped in scales stood at the end of the lonely platform, like sculptures with profound meaning.
"You could have devoured him long ago, why did you wait until today and go through so much trouble?"
"Because I love her."
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"...But he is my brother! Why don't I love him?"
…
"You have been ready to devour him one day, right? You are waiting for him to hatch completely."
…
"...You have succeeded. Successful people do not need to shed the tears of the weak."
"...You're so weird, are you really a human being? Aren't your ways of thinking the same as ours?"
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"Stupid humans, you know us as little as a drop of water in the ocean. You are worried about our awakening, but you don't know that a bigger storm is brewing."
"what is that?"
"You don't need to know, it's useless if you know."
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"The death knell has sounded, but it is the opening of the door to another world."
It will be a beautiful day, when the sea will break open, a ship made of dead people's nails will rise from the bottom of the sea, and Hela, the god of death, and the undead will stand on the ship to vent their resentment against the world of the living.
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"At that time... Ragnarok..."
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Looking at another young man, a boy suddenly appeared next to him. The boy called himself the devil. The devil appeared in a crisp black suit, a white shirt and a black tie. His hair was neatly oiled and combed, and there was a bunch of hair in his arms.
Pure white roses. He looked solemn.
"...white roses are for funerals..."
"Whose funeral?"
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"It belongs to everyone else... Those children who loved to sing were buried in the soil under the flowers. Next spring, the new flowers will bloom with their smiling faces."
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"You can't always get a free lunch. Sometimes we all have to pay a price for the rules."
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Klein watched all this unfold silently.
He saw a roaring black shadow from the young man's body, which looked like a dragon.
"...I've taught you the method a long time ago...what to use in exchange for nothingness."
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To replace or not to replace? That is the question.
Exchange a quarter of your life with the devil.
It's all a scam...
The devil's smile is twisted, mysterious and deep, like a black hole.