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She said that Lu Tianming had already prepared everything for Chu Zihang, and even if he wanted to leave Kassel College and return to China to do business or go into politics, there was a smooth road waiting for him. She didn't care about the little things Chu Tianjiao left for her son. But in her heart, she was still thinking about what she would do if the man who she thought was irresponsible became penniless one day.
Although the words expressed disdain and contempt for Chu Tianjiao, Su Xiaoyan still inquired around for the whereabouts of the man who had cost her her youth after the bankruptcy of Media Asia Group. In order to help him make a comeback, she even used her not-so-bright brain to do financial management and bought funds to help that guy.
At this time, Su Xiaoqiang's cell phone rang. She stood up and made a gesture to answer the phone. Lu Mingfei nodded and the girl quickly went out the door.
"Then, auntie, what kind of person do you think Uncle Chu is?"
"He is good at having fun, handsome, poor and likes to brag, has no ability but only cares about face, wears a high-end imitation Patek Philippe all day long and lied to me that it is a limited edition worth 1.2 million, and drives his boss's Maybach when he goes out, but he never brings me red wine foie gras fillet steak for midnight snack, but always braised large intestine and double spicy grilled chicken wings, and a snowflake dress." Su Xiaoyan spared no effort in criticizing Chu Tianjiao. Lu Mingfei secretly stuck out his tongue and said, Uncle Chu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's really not your nephew who is going to bring up your black history again.
Then again, Lu Mingfei doubted whether the so-called high-end imitation Patek Philippe was actually the real thing, and the 1.2 million was not RMB but US dollars.
"Apart from these?" Lu Mingfei asked relentlessly.
"I think he is actually quite knowledgeable. You can talk to him about literature, history, geography, politics, the world situation, and the situation in the Middle East. He can even dance. When he dances tango with me, he sounds like Elvis."
Well, he’s Elvis again. But then again, why when Lu Mingfei talked about Chu Tianjiao, the shadow of another guy naturally emerged in his mind.
The loser brother of the loser brother, is that you?
Graduates from Kassel College are like this, they don't do things in a regular way but they know everything. Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Finkel are all like this. I didn't expect that Chu Tianjiao many years ago could not escape this rule.
"He was indeed mysterious. Although he and his boss, who didn't seem like a good person, could be found in the foot bath city most of the time when he was not at home, he would sometimes come home with injuries all over his body. However, it happened very rarely. I only ran into him once or twice when I went home early due to performance delays." Su Xiaoyan blinked, her face showing a look of reminiscence. "I was still young at that time and didn't know much. I didn't know to call an ambulance for him. He asked me to get him a bandage, so I did. He asked me to go out and buy him medical alcohol, so I did. One time, he bled so much that it all overflowed from the gap under the door. The aunt next door saw it and was almost scared to death."
Odin’s lair may be in this city. The No. 0 viaduct that Chu Tianjiao and Chu Zihang once broke into is the ancient god’s kingdom of the dead.
The boundary between the Nibelungen and reality is by no means clear-cut, and often things from the realm of the dead escape into the human world.
Compared to guarding the box containing the Black King's blood, Lu Mingfei was more inclined to believe that Chu Tianjiao's mission was actually to be sent by Angers to guard the huge Nibelung border, which could also explain why Chu Tianjiao returned home with injuries. Because he was wandering in this city, and next to the seat of the 800 million Maybach was the divine sword Murasame that could cut steel.
Lu Mingfei had experience fighting against Odin's heroic spirits. Those that were more like summoned from the void were not that powerful. Ordinary heroic spirits could probably only be considered B-level hybrids specialized in combat. Only the elite units among the heroic spirits could rival those snake-like Deadpools they had killed in Japan.
But the number of heroic spirits is almost endless. If a large number of heroic spirits escape from Nibelung into reality, even Chu Tianjiao will have to pay a huge price to deal with them.
Lu Mingfei nodded to indicate that he had made note of it.
He felt that he might still be able to analyze more details about Chu Tianjiao from Su Xiaoyan, but these things had to be done step by step.
This was not an interrogation, and Chu Zihang's mother had no obligation to help her find the man who had disappeared in history.
He then decided to change the topic and talk about something that Su Xiaoyan was more interested in.
"Auntie, you have contacted my senior brother. How is Chu Zihang doing now?" Lu Mingfei asked.
Su Xiaoyan showed a worried look on her face and sighed, "He is still in Japan. He said he had a car accident some time ago and broke his leg. He is still recovering. I said I would go over to take care of him, but he was unwilling."
Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.
When Hongjing was fighting Susanoo, who had transformed into the Yamata-no-Orochi, he had felt the violent elemental tide coming from the direction of the Tama River.
Chu Zihang and Angers were both in that direction.
That level of elemental turbulence could only be a natural phenomenon caused by the arrival of a Dragon King-level being and the outbreak of a fierce battle.
Although Chu Zihang was also recognized as a killer in the academy, Lu Mingfei only realized when he really stood on the Dragon King-level battlefield that even the president of the Lionheart Club who had experienced three blood bursts could not appear here with a weapon.
"Don't worry, Auntie. Brother, you are blessed by fate. With the current medical level, your leg fracture can be healed." Lu Mingfei comforted her. He suddenly remembered something and asked casually,
"Speaking of which, you and Uncle Lu have been married for several years, right? Have you ever thought about having another child?"
Su Xiaoyan's face showed a hint of shyness and anger. The expression of a young girl on the face of a middle-aged woman was very inappropriate and a bit artificial, but it looked very beautiful and natural on her face.
"Hey, don't tell anyone else about this..." Su Xiaoyan hooked her finger at Lu Mingfei and whispered in his ear.
"My husband...he's not doing well."
Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment.
"What no..." he said, "Oh..."
The tone of his voice rose, then stopped abruptly as the charming aunt next to him glared at him fiercely.
"He was injured while doing business before and has been unable to have children for the rest of his life, so he hopes to train Zihang to be his heir." Su Xiaoyan didn't feel any guilt or complaint when she talked about this.
Chapter 454: Brother, you are finished. The princess has fallen in love.
Su Xiaoyan and Su Xiaoqiang lived in adjacent communities, so Lu Mingfei dropped them both off on the way.
Then he drove the Rolls-Royce Phantom worth 900 million yuan through the bleak city covered with winter snow, with the black wipers swaying left and right to scrape away the snowflakes on the windshield.
Both sides of the main road were lined with dark brown high-rise buildings with shabby exterior decorations. It was already late at night and the wind swirled in the gaps between the buildings, making a sound like the howling of a ghost.
Even in this kind of weather and at this time, there are still a lot of cars on the road. Looking from a distance, the car lights on the elevated road in the distance are shining brightly, like a long river of flashing mottled light patterns.
The city used to be very small. When Lu Mingfei was in primary school, there were only three government-operated bus lines on the main road called Changjiang Road, namely Line 303, Line 507 and Line . But now you can occasionally even see Line and Line M running on Changjiang Road.
In addition to the additional bus routes due to urban expansion, the development of this city to this day has simply exceeded Lu Mingfei's imagination.
A long time ago, when he looked out over the CBD area from the rooftop, he would imagine the shiny marble pavement and the dark-colored glass exterior walls of the buildings. But now, the skyscrapers and the colorful and bustling night scenes are no longer limited to the CBD area that was once highly anticipated.
The plane trees that grew all over the city and had cast a magnificent shadow in Lu Mingfei's memory one summer grew up slowly, and were then cut down due to the expansion of the city and the extension of roads. He could even imagine the tall plane trees falling one after another in the dust amid the dull sound of chainsaws on a drowsy afternoon, and the tree trunks lying across the road looked like the corpses of dead giants.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom quickly left the main road and took the branch line to the Regent Hotel.
Stately cast iron street lamps stand on both sides of the road, and at the end of each lamp hangs a portrait of a great man. The weathered face of each great man is hidden in the shadows that the street lamp cannot illuminate. The mottled shadows left by the snowflakes spinning and cutting through the lights are like the fence-like wooden shadows of a high-speed train looking out.
The magnificent Regent Hotel is located at the end of the path, crawling in the darkness, with bright light shining through every window and snow piled up on the terraces and windowsills.
The young security guards in cotton coats stood straight on both sides of the hotel entrance even though their noses were frozen red, like two pine trees standing proudly in the snow.
Along the way, Lu Mingfei was recalling what Su Xiaoyan had told him. He was also wondering why the White King appeared in front of him, and why the little devil said such words to the White King.
He encountered so many things just for a midnight snack. He now began to wish that his senior sister would always be by his side.
If it's Nono, relying on her profile we should be able to find the direction of deduction from clues and get the answers we want.
In the Saha World of Words used by the Yamata no Orochi, Lu Mingfei had seen the Supreme Being who had launched a rebellion many epochs ago and almost pulled the Black Emperor off the throne.
She did not behave like an imaginary individual created by an illusion, but rather a god that parasitized the depths of Izanagi's spiritual world.
Lu Mingfei held the steering wheel with his hands, his brows tightly knitted, and an unlit cigarette in his mouth.
He slammed on the brakes and the Rolls-Royce Phantom came to an abrupt stop under the dim light of the cast iron street lamp on the roadside.
Lu Mingfei is quite self-aware when it comes to studying and understanding the dragon race. He knows very well that he cannot even begin to understand the secrets that the secret party and Dr. Herzog know, so he has never thought of exploring the mystery of the dragon race's cocooning and rebirth.
In fact, there are probably not many humans in the world who can learn the truth about cocooning from the mouths of dragons.
If Xia Mi wants to return to the world through cocooning, she has to rely on the core she stored in Lu Mingfei's heart and the black king's bone blood in Chu Tianjiao's box.
This is to re-hatch the Black King's bones and blood into the embryo of Jörmungandr, the King of Earth and Mountains. The core is the spirit of the Dragon King. Their spiritual elements are usually carried by the dragon bone cross in their body. When a new cocoon is created, the spiritual elements placed in the dragon bone cross will be divided into two. One part, called the "core" backup, will be placed in the cocoon, and the other part will continue to remain in the dragon body.
Therefore, unless they have predicted their own death, the Dragon Kings will not frequently cut their own spirits and leave their cocoons in a corner of the world more than once.
Because the spirit of the king means the authority they get from the Black King, the cutting of the spiritual element means that the authority is weakened, and it will take hundreds of years to restore it to its peak state.
If you think in this way, there is no reason why the White King would not hide an egg that can be used to resurrect himself in Takamaga-ga-hara or Yomiuri-ga-hara. The Black King Nidhogg is the creator and ruler of the dragon clan. Before challenging such an existence, didn't she foresee her own failure?
Perhaps Nidhogg did not give the White King the ability to cocoon and return from death when he created her, but as the controller of the fifth element spirit standing above the four elements, how could the White Supreme not have the ability to split his own spirit?
Lu Mingfei took out the cigarette lighter from his pocket with trembling fingers. After pressing it, a light blue flame spurted out and slowly lit the cigarette in his mouth.
Even with his not-so-good brain, he had already thought of some incredible and frightening possibilities.
Perhaps the holy remains that the ancestors of the Eight Snake Clans obtained from the White King’s burial place many years ago were actually the embryo of God?
Perhaps the history recorded in those murals at the Shiraha Dog Shrine on the outskirts of Tokyo is simply... misunderstood?
Would a great creature like the White King possess abilities that other kings do not possess? She deceived Izanagi in the burial ground, and also deceived the entire Snake Eight Clan in history. The Holy Remains actually transmitted not only the genes of the Supreme, but also the will of the White King.
Those failed parasites, such as Izanagi and Susanoo, were too weak to withstand the transformation of the Supreme's genes, so they turned into deformed snakes. The White King's spirit was injected into these snakes by the Holy Relics and used them to find the next more suitable parasite, but it did not gather into a "core", so as not to arouse Nidhogg's vigilance and destroy all her hopes of return before the Supreme who rebelled against him returned.
When a descendant of the White King has an unparalleled degree of compatibility with the Holy Relics, the White King's genes will not be able to corrupt him, but will only make him evolve. The spirit of the Supreme within this evolved individual will gradually re-gather into a core.
The core of the White King can be hidden in the body of that evolver, and the Black King will only think that it is a miracle born from the huge population base of mankind. The descendants of a certain bloodline that can hardly be traced back after dilution and hybridization actually accidentally reproduced one percent or one thousandth of the ancestor's... majesty.
Lu Mingfei tapped his chest slowly while smoking. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear not only the empty sound in his chest, but also the echo of his heart like a bell in the mountains.
In history, there were definitely more people who were parasitized by the Holy Relics than just Izanagi and Susanoo. Perhaps more of the parasites could not withstand such a powerful force and their entire bodies' genes collapsed and died. Only they degenerated into the Yamata-no-Orochi. The only person who was truly proven to be qualified to be used as a hotbed of the Holy Relics was Eri.
In a sense, Lu Mingfei is one of them.
He parasitized the holy remains cut out from Izanagi's heart on his own spine, and then used the fetal blood produced by the hematopoietic stem cells in his evolved body to exchange for the highly poisonous dragon blood in Eri's body.
Perhaps when the Holy Relics implanted the genes into his body, the White King's spirit had already begun to flow through Lu Mingfei's flesh, blood, and bones, and gradually gathered into a new core.
"Can you hear my thoughts? I have found you." Lu Mingfei said softly.
But the only sound in the whole world was the rustling sound of snow and hail falling on the roof of the car.
No one answered his question.
"Junior sister." Lu Mingfei flicked the cigarette butt out from the gap in the car window and called softly with his eyes narrowed.
The nucleus of the junior sister is parasitic in Lu Mingfei's heart. If the spirit of another supreme being is also parasitic in his body, then there is no reason why Xia Mi, as the king of earth and mountains, would not notice it.
"Don't worry, senior brother. Your body is clean and there is nothing strange on it." A girl in white appeared on the passenger seat, with her beautiful long legs crossed. Her whole body, including her bohemian dress, was transparent, but her eyes were bright, yet a little dazed, as if she had not yet woken up.
Lu Mingfei was stunned and his cheeks twitched. He didn't know why the words "your body is clean" were used to describe himself.
"I woke up when that old witch appeared just now." Xia Mi hugged her chest angrily, then pouted her lips and poked Lu Mingfei's forehead with her slender fingers.
"I think she's still harboring evil intentions towards you. I tell you, if you see her again, just pick up a knife and chop her to death."
Lu Mingfei nodded like a chicken and said, "Junior sister, don't worry. I'm definitely not interested in her."
That guy is a supreme being who can fight the Black King Nidhogg on equal terms. Who would dare to be interested in that kind of creature?
Xia Mi narrowed her eyes and suddenly moved close to Lu Mingfei's cheek, looking this guy up and down.
"I don't know why I always feel that you, senior brother, are not trustworthy, especially when it comes to things like this." The girl's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.
"That's different, okay? She's a white king! No matter how beautiful she is, she's still a white king! She and I are not of the same species, okay? I would have bad thoughts about Chen Wenwen, Liu Miaomiao, or even any girl passing by on the street, but would I like a Mamenchisaurus that looks so pretty?" Lu Mingfei shouted in a low voice.
Therefore, he and his junior sister cannot be alone together. When these two are together, they can't help but make some inappropriate complaints even when encountering serious matters.
Xia Mi pressed her fingers together, making a crackling sound. "So, in your eyes, I am also a Mamenchisaurus?"
She said with a sneer.
Then she raised her foot to kick Lu Mingfei. The translucent white feet stepped on his leg right under Lu Mingfei's eyes like the most exquisite work of art. The slender calves and thin ankles were covered with white stockings as thin as a cicada's wing.
Lu Mingfei reached out to touch her, but his fingers passed through Xia Mi's ankle.
"Don't waste your energy. Senior Brother, you know I am actually a phantom appearing in your sight. No one can see me except you. If the dash cam is not turned off and someone checks it, they will only see you talking to yourself." Xia Mi shrugged.
"You are not some weird dinosaur in my eyes. If you are, then so am I." Lu Mingfei said softly, "So this is what life and death mean. I know you are by my side and I can talk to you, but we can never touch each other."