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Chapter 111 Chu Zihang (please subscribe)
The glass door of Shangdao Coffee was slowly pushed open, and the copper bell hanging on the top of the door made a clear and melodious collision sound. There was no welcome voice from the waiter in the store, but the quiet echo of the famous piano piece "Für Elise".

Chu Zihang walked through the neatly arranged tables and chairs without expression, politely declined the waitress who came to lead the way, and walked straight to the evergreen tree with green plants.

It was a seat by the window, and the direction of view could just see all the roads passing through the cafe.

Efficiency and prudence are his living habits.

"Sir, what do you need?" A pretty-looking waitress came to Chu Zihang's table with a slightly blushing face and asked in a low voice.

"American coffee, thank you." Chu Zihang raised his head slightly, nodded slightly, and responded expressionlessly.

"Okay, please wait a moment." When the waitress saw that there was no emotion on the other person's face, she immediately turned around and left with the menu in her hand, feeling somewhat discouraged.

Chu Zihang just glanced at it lightly, then turned his head and looked out the transparent window.

This heavy rain has continued from early morning to now, and the weather forecast said that it will continue to rain until late at night. Now it seems that the weather forecast of this rainy momentum has finally been accurate, but the cause of this heavy rainfall does not seem to be identified.

He didn't like the unknown weather.

Because today's inexplicable heavy rain will remind Chu Zihang of the typhoon two years ago.

That... extreme weather that took away one of his most precious memories.

Since then, every time he encountered such a rainy night, Chu Zihang couldn't help but hold an umbrella and walk amidst the pounding raindrops.

I don’t know if I am looking for the broken Maybach, or following the messy car marks, trying to find the crack leading to the Land of the Dead in the chaotic rainy night.

Then...face the gods!
Plugging in his headphones, the piano music he had practiced in the past kept echoing in his ears. His unruffled eyes were looking out the window at the path ravaged by the heavy rain.

This is the closest Chu Zihang has come to the truth in the past two years.

In the past two years, he has been wandering around various search websites like a wandering soul in the rain, looking for traces of the man who was diluted by the world.

But unfortunately, among the confusion, he only found the name of one college:
Kassel Academy.

Then the clues were cut off at this point, just as the goddess of fate personally cut off the thread of fate spun by her, completely cutting off the sight of mortals prying into the world of gods.

All efforts were in vain in that thick wall like a moat.

There are only a few sporadic clues, which only show the most official introduction information of this group of colleges, faculty, college facilities, world rankings... all the things that the colleges have tried their best to display. Among this group of schools, It seems as if the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle. Absolutely no intention of showing anything.

Just like an ordinary pheasant university, it is completely useless.

But his intuition told Chu Zihang that Kassel College must be a completely different school from the world. How could a college that could be revealed from that man disappear like this?

In the end, when he gave up everything and became a madman who was questioned by others, finally, this mysterious academy opened a crack in the door to him.

Chu Zihang sat silently by the window, listening to the crackling sound of rain hitting the roof in his ears. He moved the hand on the phone button with one hand, gently entered the penguin avatar software, and clicked on it. Pin the gray magic sword avatar at the top.

"I just got off the plane and will arrive in about half an hour."

The rainy glass wall of the cafe reflected the picture on the phone. On the contact's note ID, there were only two short words.

Long Kui.

Chu Zihang stared blankly at the message displayed on the screen, and couldn't help but clench his other free hand. In half an hour, he would find out what kind of person his father really was.

Ever since he was young, the cowardly man who had always laughed and laughed in front of him had thrust the key to life into his hand at the last moment, and then took a knife to chop the chains of death alone.

Ridiculous, right? A boy actually didn't understand his father from beginning to end...

Just when Chu Zihang was sitting silently in the coffee shop seat, motionless... Suddenly, thunderous horse hooves sounded outside the window.

"Yu!"

A deafening roar exploded outside the window.

The scattered towering figures, accompanied by the blazing white light, were fleetingly projected in front of the glass window. Chu Zihang's pupils suddenly trembled, and the blood all over his body couldn't help boiling at this moment!

He was no stranger to this unforgettable sound, with horse hooves trampling the ground and thunder roaring...

This is a sign of the coming of the King of Gods!
"Wow--"

Chu Zihang suddenly stood up, and the violent retreating movement shook the coffee cup just placed on the table. The black coffee in the cup caused ripples with the violent vibration.

He clenched his fists, closed his eyes, his whole body couldn't stop shaking, finally took a deep breath, and slowly turned his head towards the window.

This time he didn't want to choose to escape.

Even if you die in battle like that man, don't run away like a coward on that viaduct!

Chu Zihang roared in his heart, and finally stopped his trembling body forcibly, and suddenly opened his eyes!
"Dong dong!"

The crisp collision sound of flesh and glass rang in his ears, and what caught his eye was not the majestic God Zhuan, but a young boy wearing a silver-white robe.

"Long time no see, Captain Chu." A drop of rain slowly crossed the young man's clear face, and he joked with a smile.

"Long... Kui?" Chu Zihang stood there blankly, a little at a loss.

What about the eight-legged Pegasus? What about the King of Gods? Why was it the boy who asked him out on a date?
"jingle!"

The clear sound of wind chimes at the door interrupted his doubtful thinking, and Chu Zihang turned around to look.

I saw the young man push the door open calmly and say hello to the waiters with a smile, then walked up to him with a smile.

"I solved a small problem on the way and was delayed for a while. Didn't I time out?"

Long Kui put the suitcase in his hand on the coffee table, looked at the handsome ascetic guy in front of him, smiled and stretched out a hand.

"No, exactly thirty minutes. You are always so punctual." Chu Zihang paused for a while, then stretched out a hand to hold it.

He wasn't complimenting him. The boy across from him was always so punctual. Every time the school basketball team trained, he was the first one to arrive, and the other guy was the second one.

Never late.

(End of this chapter)