At night, Lu Mingfei slipped through the iron fence leading to the roof and sat next to the humming air conditioner.
This is his secret base, and only he comes here usually.
It is said in the invisible city that this city seems to be everything to you, no desire will be lost, and you yourself are also a part of it. Because it appreciates everything you do not appreciate, you have to settle in your desires and feel satisfy.
In the past, he often sat here and looked at the city, feeling everything the city had to offer.
Lu Mingfei came here today because he found some changes in his body and could feel a force different from the power of death appearing in his body.
Is this the strange power that Zanpakutō said helped him regain access to the power of the Shinigami?
Lu Mingfei fell into deep thought, thinking about how to guide this power.
Lu Mingfei meditated on the roof of the building, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the changes in his body.
Using the power of death to communicate with that power, Lu Mingfei somehow felt that it seemed to be the power of blood.
It's like a child born to a Quincy is born with the power of a Quincy.
This power also seems to be born with it.
Opening his eyes, Lu Mingfei saw that the sky was iron blue mixed with the color of flames.
The only giant tree stood, its dead branches extending in all directions, weaving into a dense network to support the cracked sky.
The wasteland is covered with dead bones, and a black giant beast is rising from the depths of the pile of bones. Its wings are covered with skeletons. After opening its huge membrane wings, it looks up to the sky and spits out black flames.
You can see groups of people climbing up the dragon's wings. Those who have climbed to the top surround the dragon's head. They nail the sharp iron awl on the dragon's skull and beat the tail of the awl hard.
Every time a hole was drilled, white slurry gushed out like a fountain, and evaporated into rich white gas in a moment. Those people cheered and shouted loudly.
Lu Mingfei stood on the wasteland and watched all this. He knew that this was an illusion.
Is this the source of this power? It is really a grand war.
Suddenly, the black dragon turned its head and looked at Lu Mingfei, its golden pupils shaped like vertical slits.
A thunderous roar sounded, as if angry at Lu Mingfei's existence.
Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly. How dare a creature in a mere illusion roar at him?
Unsheathing the sword and slashing it forward, the illusion suddenly shattered.
In the dark night, the golden pupils lit up, hot and bright.
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Kassel College, Lionheart Office.
Chu Zihang sat at the desk working with an expressionless expression.
Not long after arriving at this school, he became the president of the Lionheart Club.
I still remember that the previous president patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "This time the Lion Heart Club lost to the Student Union on Freedom Day. Although it was because I was interning outside during my senior year and did not participate in Freedom Day, this is also It’s not a reason for our failure.”
Then the former president changed his subject: "I think the people in the Lion Heart Club now are almost boring. In my opinion, these people are your best. From now on, the Lion Heart Club will be left to you. I will arrange for Su Qian To assist you!"
Chu Zihang became the new president of the Lion Heart Club inexplicably, and he was still a freshman. This was unprecedented.
Although some people within the Lion Heart Club expressed dissatisfaction at first, all these dissatisfactions disappeared under Chu Zihang's outstanding performance.
Because among this group of geniuses, Chu Zihang is also the most genius. Not only can he get A-level evaluations in all practical subjects every time, but he also gets A-level evaluations in all cultural classes.
School teachers and professors also praised Chu Zihang highly, saying that he was a role model among students.
The people in the Lionheart Club were also very convinced of him.
Caesar, the president of the student union, also said that Chu Zihang is enough to become his strong enemy.
"Didi." The phone rang.
Chu Zihang took out his cell phone and read the message.
"Susie, you will be in charge of the Lion Heart Association recently." Chu Zihang suddenly said to the girl next to him.
"Okay, President, can I ask you what's wrong?"
A girl with short black hair and a slender figure asked.
"The school informed me that I have to carry out a mission. The location is in my hometown. I need to go there and leave tomorrow."
"Performing a mission? Haven't you just joined the academy a few months ago? Why would the school arrange for you to perform a mission?" Susie was a little surprised.
"This was requested by my tutor, Professor Schneider. He said that the location of this mission happens to be in my hometown, and I am familiar with it," Chu Zihang said.
Susie agreed.
As Chu Zihang's right-hand man, she and Lancelot are mainly responsible for the basic operation of the Lion Heart Club. Chu Zihang, the president, is more like a sign, only responsible for decision-making on major events.
What Chu Zihang said now was just to inform him that he was not around recently, and had no other meaning.
the next day.
After getting off the plane, it was already morning.
No one came to pick him up. He sent a message to his mother yesterday, saying that he was going home today, but he didn't see her reply.
However, Chu Zihang had no intention of asking her to come and pick him up. He just informed her in advance because his mother had never been very reliable. In his memory, the most reliable thing she had done to him was to give birth to him.
Chu Zihang walked out of the airport and took a taxi.
"Master, go to the Peacock Mansion in the east of the city."
Chu Zihang got in the car and reported the location to the taxi driver. This was a famous villa area in the city.
"Okay!" the taxi driver responded neatly.
After arriving home, Chu Zihang took out the key and opened the door.
What I saw was my mother and several aunts lying on the sofa in the living room in a mess, their entire thighs exposed boldly, and their clothes were full of wrinkles.
You can still smell a strong smell of alcohol when walking past the sofa.
They probably went crazy outside for a long time last night and then came here in the morning. No wonder there was no reply to the message sent last night.
"Ah! Zihang is here!" An aunt woke up and saw Chu Zihang standing next to the sofa.
Chu Zihang was the one these aunts had seen since childhood. When they saw that Su Xiaoyan had such a handsome and considerate son, everyone was envious and wanted to take Chu Zihang away and raise him as a son.
"What, Zihang is here? Come here and show aunties, we haven't seen you for a long time since you went to college." After hearing this, the aunties also woke up one after another.
"Zihang, I'm thirsty!" Su Xiaoyan also woke up and looked at her son pitifully.
"Wait a mininute."
A few blankets were taken to cover them amid their noise.
Then Chu Zihang went to get a few cartons of milk, put it in the microwave on low heat for five minutes, and poured it into a cup.
Bringing the hot milk over, Chu Zihang gave each of his mother and aunts a cup.
"Zihang is so considerate, come and be my son!" Aunt Annie shouted towards Chu Zihang.
"That's not possible. That's my son. If you want, you can have another one yourself."
Su Xiaoyan refused for Chu Zihang, looking very serious.
Chu Zihang was a little helpless.
"Where's Aunt Tong?"
"She has something going on at home, so I gave her a few days off." Su Xiaoyan said with a smile.
