Dragon Clan: Restart your life

18:45.

Tang Wei paused Plants vs. Zombies and picked up the phone: "Front desk? Is there anyone here to pick up the courier?"

"No, Mr. Tang, it's raining heavily. I guess we won't come today." The girl at the front desk said charmingly.

Tang Wei frowned and looked out the window, and found that the clouds were dense and heavy as lead, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, which was a precursor to heavy rain.

"The sun is shining brightly in front of us, so it's raining all the time? Doesn't the weather forecast say it will be sunny all day?"

An uncomfortable feeling suddenly emerged in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

Tang Wei looked at the time. It was almost 19:00, and the courier to pick up the goods was about to arrive.

This will be his last business. After that, he wants to cancel his account on Hunter.com, never get involved in these weird things, and go abroad to do some serious business.

Thinking of this, he sat in front of the computer again, wanting to take a last look at the hunter website. After all, it was this website that turned him from penniless to rich.

Tang Wei entered his ID and password, hit the Enter key, and the page refreshed from top to bottom. The dark background, dark green lines, and crimson fonts were like a door to another world opening in front of him.

He switched between various sections boredly, thinking about whether to say goodbye to everyone.

"You have an unread email." A prompt flashes in the upper right corner.

Tang Wei was stunned and opened it casually.

The content of the email has only one word - "Byebye"

He suddenly shuddered.

Who is saying goodbye to myself?

He didn't tell anyone about his decision to quit the hunter circle!

He slowly moved his eyes to look at the sender's position.

Blank.

No sender.

Tang Wei's hands bounced off the keyboard as if he was electrocuted!

At the same moment, a huge thunder shook the glass windows, and the glass turned pale. The vertical electric light illuminated the dark night, and the high static voltage of tens of thousands of volts made all the illuminated windows of the entire Runde Building flash.

The rain falls and flows wildly.

The lights in the room dimmed and then brightened, and the screen was completely dark. When it lit up again, the browser stayed on the first layer of the Hunter Network, the anime website used for camouflage. The words "Please log in" were displayed in the upper right corner. .

Tang Wei's body stiffened and he stared at the screen in a daze.

He was ejected from the website.

He entered the password again with trembling hands.

"The user [If you don't say anything, you will be swallowed] has been logged out."

He collapsed on the sofa on the spot, his eyes dull.

For a hunter, losing his ID is like losing his identity and there is no way to replace it.

Every hunter whose ID has been canceled before has disappeared from this world.

Tang Wei's hands trembled and touched his whole body. He could still feel his heartbeat and body temperature, which meant that he was still alive.

A hunter who is still alive, an ID that has been canceled, and the last piece of goods that has not been sent out.

It was as if lightning struck in his mind, and he sat up from the sofa suddenly!

The client also said "byebye" to him before leaving!

…

…

The car ran smoothly on the forest road, with vibrant green and scattered grass and flowers flashing outside the window.

The person sitting in the passenger seat put down the phone and said into the microphone in a very respectful voice, "The ID has been canceled and all data has been erased. From now on, he no longer exists in this world."

The back and front seats are blocked by black soundproof panels, so people in the front seats can't see anything going on in the back seats.

"You don't really exist until you die. For the birth of a new world, all traces of irrelevant people must be erased!" A deep voice echoed from the loudspeaker, "That kid from Kassel Academy will definitely kill him?"

"Please be assured that when the dragon's blood burns, a child with golden eyes will have a murderous heart that is even worse than a hungry lion."

"I hope he really has the heart of a lion as you said. Only the best children can become His Majesty's elect."

…

…

Chu Zihang stood in the rain holding an umbrella and holding a long box in his arms. There was a note "Flowers Express" posted on the outside of the box.

Heavy rain was pouring down, and people on the streets were running around holding all kinds of things to cover their heads.

The streets became empty, and he watched silently as the big drops of rain hit the ground and shattered into transparent flowers.

A van with the words "FedEx" painted on its body cut through the rain curtain and drove quickly, making a harsh braking sound and splashing water as high as a person, and stopped in front of Chu Zihang.

The car door opened, and the civilian-clothed elite assigned to him by the college headquarters jumped out of the car. His movements seemed to be cast from the same mold and were well-trained.

"Although I have guessed that you will be surprised every time you show up, but the casual clothes this time are really refreshing to me." Chu Zihang said calmly as if he was scanning them.

The burly men from the Kassel College Engineering Department stood side by side, as if waiting for review.

Some were wearing "Adidas King" pullovers, some were wearing Korean-style wide-leg pants, and some were wearing oversized "Double Star" brand sneakers. The leader of the team was wearing a green BJ Guoan uniform and looked like a die-hard fan. The pattern.

"Isn't it appropriate?" The team leader looked at himself, "I think all Chinese people dress like this."

"But our chest muscles won't look like they're going to burst through our shirts and explode." Chu Zihang patted the leader's collar.

A group of men in different colors, who seem to love sports and hip-hop, would have been easy to blend into the crowd, if not for the fact that each of them has short hair close to the scalp, is about 1.9 meters tall, and has muscles that can be called "magnificent". words rolling under those cheap blouses

"You can't hide your muscles in your pocket." The leader scratched his head.

"It's not a big deal. We were originally planning to attack by force. It's not necessary to hide your identity. It's just that you will be on the headlines of the local city newspaper tomorrow. The title is probably "Adiwang American hunk group openly robs an office building" or something." Chu. Zihang said, "Remember, the reason why we have so many people is because we don't want to cause any casualties. For any opponent, we only need to subdue, not hurt the opponent. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Chu Zihang walked towards Runde Building holding the flower delivery box and smiled at the doorman:

"Hello, I'm from the courier company, flower delivery service."

…

At 18:50, Chu Zihang was in the high-speed elevator leading directly to the top floor, and the floor numbers jumped rapidly.

At 18:55, Manstein’s voice came from the earphones, “Start!”

Chu Zihang pressed the watch, and the hands of the mechanical chronograph began to rotate, and the five-minute countdown began.

The burly man wearing the "Adidas King" uniform walked through the rain and went straight to the door. The "localized" clothes did not cover up the exaggerated muscles. The professional guards from Millennium Labor Service stepped back and held down his waist. between batons.

…

at the same time.

A van came slowly towards the main entrance of the building in the rain.

It didn't turn on the wipers, and the rain running down the front windshield made it difficult to see the driver's face inside.

…

"King Adi" opened his arms and blocked the blows of the two guards with his hard arm bones. He grabbed the collars of the two guards with both hands and lifted them into the air.

The two guards hit their heads on the roof beam of the front door and almost fainted. Their shouts alerted the guards in the entire hall. The alarm bell rang loudly. The guards poured out from different exits and rushed along the escalator. down.

"Adi Wang" has become entangled with more than a dozen guards.

He was running along the open passage of the shopping mall on the first floor. Those counters that were not too low seemed to pose no obstacle to this guy. He burst out with speed and leaped over like a hurdler.

Shoppers who were stranded in the shopping mall on the ground floor because of the heavy rain held their heads in their hands in fear.

The guards couldn't take the shortcut like him, so they had to weave their way through the crowd.

Every time "Adi King" found that he had thrown the guards too far away, he would stop and look back with an idiotic smile.

Most of the store clerks ran to the door to watch the strong man running around teasing the guards.

The guy seemed a bit silly. His purpose was not to rob or anything, but to play some kind of hide-and-seek game with the guards. The customers and store clerks were very happy to watch.

But they soon realized something was wrong.

Security guards poured out from different exits and rushed down the escalator.

The strong man wearing "Double Star" sneakers and a pullover walked upstream and hit the security guards like a cannonball, pressing them against the middle of the escalator.

The guy wearing the green autumn clothes of the National Security Team went up to the second floor from the emergency exit, violently kicked open the door of the monitoring room, smashed the panel of the monitoring equipment with a punch, pulled out two of the wires and set them on fire. The excess current burned them instantly. this device.

This gang of thugs from the school work department are simply more professional than a professional robbery group.

The ground floor has become a mess, and the security guards are all concentrating here.

The elites of the school engineering department had a great time. This was an easy task. They only needed to attract the security guards and blind the surveillance system. The rest of the matter would naturally be left to the guys with the best pedigrees among them.

But they didn't notice.

The two vans parked in the rain started quietly and circled slowly around the building. The rain blurred the front windshield, making it difficult to see the driver in the driving seat.

…

Rooftop terrace.

Chu Zihang stood in the pouring rain.

The entire Runde Building has a total of forty-six floors and a height of 210 meters. Standing on the edge of the rooftop and looking down, everything looks so small, making people feel as if they are far away from the world.

Lonely, high.

Chu Zihang let his body tilt and fell straight down!

In a state of complete weightlessness, he reached out and pulled out the knife from the "Flower Express" carton. Murasame cut the air and screamed!

"Hey! Someone is jumping off the building!" A security guard suddenly pointed out the window and said.

Most people noticed the figure flashing down. There was a sharp sound of tightening steel cables and the rattling sound of gears rotating outside the window. The courier wearing sunglasses stood in the rain, holding a long knife.

He unbuckled the rappelling buckle around his waist and threw the empty flower stalk into the wind and rain.

This was his direct descent. People from the school engineering department had opened the suspension bridge for cleaning the glass curtain wall, and Chu Zihang made it safely.

This is the plan arranged by Professor Schneider and Norma. It is interlocking, simple and easy to implement, and is the optimal invasion route.

There are four minutes and 40 seconds left.

The security guards on the 21st floor were shocked to find that the courier took out a device like an electric shock device and pressed it on the surface of the tempered glass. The current flashed out and the entire tempered glass vibrated at high frequency and then broke.

Before he had time to think, the first two security guards came forward with electric shock sticks!

Before the electric baton could be struck down, Chu Zihang suddenly burst out of speed, chest to chest with the two of them.

He pressed the chests of the other two guards with both hands, paused for a moment, and then suddenly exerted force. The two of them were instantly shocked back and hit the wall.

Just then, the supporting guards arrived.

A whole team of guards poured out of the passages on both sides.

At the same time, Chu Zihang heard a deep voice that pierced the air, like the chanting of ancient monks.

Understanding unfolds silently.

Yan Ling——The King’s Attendant!

As expected by the academy headquarters, there are people with blood hidden in this hunter organization disguised as a labor service company.

For mixed-race species, the most terrifying enemies are those of the same race. They have the same bloodline and similar abilities. The final competition is bloodline purity.

The effect of the spirit began to appear, and the skin of all the guards began to ooze red like blood. The violent beating of the heart sent a large amount of blood to the whole bodies of these guards. Their body functions were improved several times in an instant. strengthen. They didn't have time to appreciate the surprise of this sudden surge of power, and they just pounced on Chu Zihang with all their strength.

Yan Ling - Attendant of the King, serial number 28, strengthens the physical fitness of living bodies in the field.

This word spirit sequence is not high, but it is an enhanced word spirit, and the entire floor is theirs.

Chu Zihang stood quietly, looking at his watch.

Guards on both sides pounced on him, and Chu Zihang squatted down again, returning to the squatting starting movement.

In the realm of "King's Attendant", the physical fitness of the guards is comparable to that of athletes, and their cautious and fearful emotions are defeated by the dose of adrenaline in the blood vessels that is instantly doubled.

In ancient times, the dragon clan used this word spirit to inspire humans and even beasts who were loyal to them, and strengthened them into an army.

The guards on both sides jumped into the air, and batons carrying high-voltage static electricity crisscrossed the air. The static electricity penetrated the air, and thin filaments of purple static electricity stuck between the batons.

A moment, maybe only 0.5 seconds.

In 0.5 seconds, Chu Zihang will be covered by this huge power grid.

Chu Zihang twirled his fingers, which were extremely wet. He was so focused that he ignored something strange. The density of water vapor in the air was already oversaturated.

The air in the corridor was tinged with a faint white color, like thick fog.

Even in heavy rain, the water vapor concentration in the air should not be that high. The high water vapor density turns the air into a conductor.

Chu Zihang jumped back suddenly, avoiding the combined attacks of the guards.

He took the initiative to jump out of the glass window, came into the heavy rain, and found his final foothold - the suspension bridge.

He had to think of a good way to deal with this group of people in the next few seconds without being fatal.

The teacher repeatedly stressed to him not to go too far, and since this was his hometown, he didn't want to do anything difficult.

On the suspended bridge, Chu Zihang recalled the saturated water vapor in the air just now, and looked up at the dark sky. The cold rain poured down violently, and electric snakes swam in the clouds.

He suddenly found that the guards did not pursue him, but stood still at the same time, forming a human wall, silently blocking his way.

At that moment, their faces seemed exactly the same.

Chu Zihang's heart palpitated as he smelled a familiar smell.

It was the smell of an icy storm, mixed with a lot of water vapor, and it was cold from the trachea to the heart.

He had only smelled this smell once...

On that endless elevated road!

The sound of a car horn came from beneath his feet, and Chu Zihang looked down.

On the deserted east side street isolated by the school administration department, a Maybach slowly drove towards Tower A of Runde Building with its lights on.

That...familiar Maybach!

Chu Zihang's heart seemed to explode at this moment!

The Maybach's engine roared loudly and hit the load-bearing pillars on the side of the Runde Building. The heavy body and the high speed of more than 100 mph caused the Maybach's front end to be torn in half by the pillars at the moment of impact.

The whole building was shaken, the suspension bridge shook, and the suspension rope detached from the gear and got stuck between the bearings and was severed. Chu Zihang lost his balance and the entire suspension bridge fell downwards!

Chu Zihang finally understood why the guard didn't continue the pursuit.

They wanted to drive him to death, and now they achieved it!

…

The van suddenly turned on its headlights and suddenly broke through the glass curtain wall, bringing glass shards flying in the sky and hitting the load-bearing pillar.

The engine sparks flew, the water tank burst, and white steam filled the air.

The whole building was shaken, but it was far less shocked than the elites in the campus engineering department.

The windshield was shattered all over the place, but there was no one in the cab...

This was the car they drove in. The key was still in the pocket of one of them. They left no one in the car, but this car moved silently like a beast when they made a mess on the ground floor. Start hunting!

The fog was getting thicker and thicker now, as if seeping from the marble floor.

The fog slowly rose up, and the concentration of water vapor was surprisingly high. Everything that could be touched was covered with a film of water.

Everyone looked at each other and even forgot to cover up. In this situation, people's thinking encountered obstacles.

There was a "ding" sound.

The school guard turned to look in the direction of the sound.

That was the sound of the elevator.

There is a VIP elevator that leads directly to the top floor. The key to the elevator is in the hands of the only merchant on the top floor. It is a mechanical key. Even Norma cannot dispatch the elevator, so Professor Schneider made a plan to reach the top floor through the suspension bridge.

But now, the elevator lights up, showing that a guest has entered, and the floor lights show that it... is rising rapidly to the top floor!

It's like someone went in, but no one saw him.

All eyes were on the driverless van.

Starting with the appearance of this ghostly van...

This building, or this world, seems to be a little different!

"Don't scare yourself, it was the people on the top floor who controlled the elevator to come down and blocked all the elevator entrances!" said a school worker.

"That's right!" Another school worker nodded, "There is no such thing as... not being able to see the driver."

"No... before the van came in, the elevator's floor showed that it was on the top floor. It didn't even open the door. It was definitely not someone on the top floor who called the elevator up. There are only three possibilities. First, the elevator program failed. Malfunction; secondly, the person on the top floor played a joke on us. He took the elevator down and then up again, forcing the door to not open; thirdly, there is a ghost. Which one do you believe?" a school worker whispered. explain.

"What the hell!" someone said.

"I'm afraid you're right." Someone whispered.

…

Chu Zihang held on to the steel cable tightly.

The moment the cable collapsed, he jumped off the falling suspension bridge and grabbed the upper half of the cable.

He raised his head, and heavy rain poured down from the hazy sky, falling into his eyes.

It's a very strange feeling.

He looked at the rainy sky and thought of the reflection of the entire sky in his pupils.

All the rain in the sky falls from one point in the sky and falls into his eyes.

This feeling is like looking down at the world like a god, or seeing the world through the eyes of a god.

The fresh feeling is surprising, reborn, the blood rushes in the blood vessels like a river after the ice has thawed, and every cell is like a spring bud, breathing with all its strength. Endless power is transmitted silently along the muscles and tendons.

This is not the first time I have experienced this feeling, the pleasure of tasting a "forbidden" wine.

He "exploded".

The technology of instantly improving the purity of blood through spiritual means was the top secret of some families before the industrial age, allowing ethnic groups to gain power close to pure-blood dragons in a mixed-blood body.

But none of the families who held the secret left any descendants, and the secret was lost.

It was not until the beginning of the 20th century that the "Lionheart Society", a cutting-edge group of the Camarilla, reproduced this technique, thus quickly surpassing the older generation and establishing the status of a new generation of leaders.

And Chu Zihang is the president of this Lion Heart Club.

Lionheart Society - Lionheart Socitey, the original meaning is "the society that releases the lion's heart".

Chu Zihang broke into the open glass window again like a thug, looking around him, his eyes were empty and indifferent.

The eager guards had disappeared from his eyes.

Just like a god who overlooks the world, he never stares at every passerby.

When you have the power to easily destroy an individual into ashes, do you really care about its existence?

The sunglasses fell down while falling, and the burning golden eyes lit up in the mist, sweeping the entire audience with unparalleled majesty.

The guards began to retreat timidly. The unparalleled majesty seemed to be holding their hearts. If they didn't obey, their hearts would be crushed!

The chanting in the air suddenly became sharp!

In the realm of the King's Attendant, the guards' skin was full of bright red blood. Their body functions had been strengthened to the extreme, and their blood pressure was so high that their capillaries ruptured.

They jumped up again and raised the electric batons high above their heads. The static electricity like spider silk was once again entangled between the electric batons. There is no blind spot in the attack, coming from all directions at the same time!

"Yan Ling·Jun Yan" opened up its domain.

A large amount of heat was released in a small space, and the temperature rose to over 80 degrees almost instantly, driving away the fog all around.

The attacking guards lost consciousness in an instant, their brains stopped working, and they fell limply to the ground.

The realm of the King's Attendant that has always shrouded the guards has been shattered!

The guards regained their sanity, and all enhancements to their body functions were removed. They seemed to wake up from a dream, and they all screamed in horror.

Chu Zihang walked past them expressionlessly.

With a "chi" sound, the icy water curtain descended from above, and the fire safety system automatically started spraying water. Perhaps it was because the small-scale Jun Yan made the system aware of the high temperature.

Empty corridors, human figures all over the floor, thick fog, water falling from the sky...

Chu Zihang wiped the water on his face, what's going on?

It's like standing alone...in a rainy night.

"Captain, there's an elevator going up, there's an elevator going up!"

The in-ear intercom suddenly connected!

elevator?

His mind was in chaos, and he was groping for an exit on the wall. His watch was still working, and there were still 3 minutes and 50 seconds left on the clock. He still had tasks to complete.

There was a slight voice behind him, and he turned his head suddenly and saw the VIP elevator that could reach any floor. This was the moment it passed the 21st floor.

——Dazzling lights shot out from the cracks in the elevator doors, as bright as car headlights!

"Dad..." In a daze, Chu Zihang uttered these two words hoarsely.

What's going on here?

he does not know. From the moment the Maybach appeared, everything around it changed quietly.

The heavy rain, the thick fog, the familiar smell in the air...

It reminds me of the endless elevated road many years ago.

That Maybach is like a knife that can cut through time, splicing the two ends of time and space together. Everything that has appeared in Chu Zihang's dreams over the years is like this in the Runde Building, in a twisted way. way reappeared.

He could never confirm it until the elevator passed by the 21st floor, and he could clearly smell the smell coming from it. It was an unforgettable smell, just like the man's hands that always smelled burnt because he smoked frequently.

Dead people can't be resurrected, right?

Is he really dead?

Have you lost him forever?

Illusions, these are all illusions, something is wrong, like a trap, you cannot be deceived, you must regain your consciousness as soon as possible!

He wanted to yell to remind himself.

But he didn't want to remind himself...

He wants to believe...

He knew what he wanted to believe, that that night, that accident that made the headlines, there was no body.

There is a one in a thousand, maybe one in ten thousand chance that the man is not dead. Even if it could be smaller... one in a hundred thousand... one in a million... or one in ten million...

It doesn't matter, he will believe it.

He has already lost him once, never want to lose him a second time, even if there is a one-in-a-trillion possibility of losing him a second time, don't ever lose him again!

The boy with the lion heart released raised his knife and rushed forward!

The "Exit" sign flashed in a group of red lights. It seemed like someone was knocking on the door frantically and trying to rush in. I don't know when the knocking on the door became deafening.

Chu Zihang kicked the door open, and thicker water mist spurted out.

In the stairwell, under the pale white light, those shadows that seemed familiar but whose faces you could never remember stood silently, greeting him with expressionless faces and whispering, exactly the same as the welcoming ceremony six years ago.

He took off his earphones and crushed them with his foot, completely cutting off contact with the rear, and faced him with his sword drawn.

What follows is nothing but killing.

Dad said that there is no need to have any sympathy for these things, because they cannot be called living people.

…

…

"I didn't expect that a hundred years later, someone would actually embark on the road to becoming a god."

Someone said in a laughing voice from the shadows of the stairwell.

"Yeah, just like I didn't expect that after so many years, you would actually turn into a mouse that likes to hide in dark ditches."

The young man who came to have fun said with a smile.

Uninvited guests beyond the script have arrived!