983、984…… 999、1000.

When he counted to the thousandth time in his heart, Chu Zihang stopped.

The thin sportswear had long been soaked with sweat, and after the moment of relaxation, it was like a spring pouring out of his tense muscles and limbs, as if the floodgates were opened, and the whole body was steaming.

The smooth wooden floor of the indoor basketball court reflects his wolf-like image.

The physical fitness class he took at the academy was Tai Chi, an ancient martial arts technique that focuses on long endurance and durability, and the ability to defeat rigidity with softness, which allows people to maintain their peak combat effectiveness within a very large consumption limit, without getting tired of the fierce and long battle.

Of course, the more powerful it is, the more side effects it has, for example, after a fight, more than 80% of the fatigue will come up in an instant.

Every muscle fiber is emitting an overwhelming **, every nerve is twitching painfully, and the tearing sensation caused by too much air in the lungs is particularly clear, and I wish I would fall down and die immediately.

Rao is face is paralyzed face for ten thousand years, and Chu Zihang also felt that his cheeks couldn't help twitching a few times because of this.

A thousand push-ups, a thousand squats, a thousand sit-ups, a thousand full swings...... Completed in 30 minutes. These are just the morning workouts he has arranged for himself, and among the more workouts he has arranged during the holidays, these are a little hard at best.

Large drops of sweat gathered into a small puddle of water on the floor, and he struggled to kneel with his knife, and after a few breaths, he struggled to get up and go to the shower. Thanks to his dragon bloodline, his good flexibility allows him to "drill" out of his wide clothes without having to undress and destroy his muscles again.

One minute of hot water is used to remove remaining sweat, one minute of cold water is used to restrain active muscles and skin, and last minute warm water is used to cleanse the body.

After washing, he will read a professional book for 20 minutes before starting to eat a breakfast of five slices of bread, a glass of milk and an omelette.

Precise, accurate, stereotypical, full of ascetic lifestyle.

Caesar often teased him about this with members of the student council, because Caesar himself was the kind of person who enjoyed all kinds of high-end services, and his only exercise in his leisure time was probably to sail a sailboat on rough seas, showing off his perfectly shaped pecs and biceps.

In fact, if Chu Zihang himself is concerned, Caesar's statement is not so accurate - he is just used to maintaining the precision of a machine. Recently, however, it seems that he has really become an ascetic.

Since the invasion of the campus, he has taken that inhumane hard life to another level - regular enough to be perfectly correct, more silent every day, and exercising desperately as long as it does not cause permanent damage. Occasionally, when he felt that he could no longer hold on, the terrifying flame spirit that Constantine unleashed that night would give him a strong sense of crisis, prompting him to squeeze more potential out of his will.

A large stream of water poured down from his head, and after a minute of hot water, it suddenly switched to cold water.

As if waiting for some heavy ceremony, Chu Zihang closed his eyes with a solemn expression, held his breath and remained silent, allowing some biting cold water to continue to flood his hair and face, cutting through his weak and tired body, and producing a feeling that would never be pleasant.

Powerlessness, suffocation, confusion.

The confusion of his senses, the sound of water hitting the bathroom floor, and the inexplicable hallucination made his mind feel that the surroundings were very empty, as if there was only one place in the world that really existed, and the rest were ethereal. The darkness, and the imaginary freshness of the rain, almost completely recreate the seemingly never-ending rain on the elevated road five years ago.

Silence, loneliness.

At that time, he was so confused and confused, facing the changes and enemies he had never thought of, he only felt that the mixture of light and shadow was like a bizarre nightmare, and he was so scared and overwhelmed that he wanted to cry.

And the roaring Maybach crashed into the dark shadow, and the snakes spat out letters; The man who usually cowered exuded unparalleled might, and pulled out a long sword that killed the gods or gods; At the end of the rear of the car, a mysterious figure wearing a hood quietly appeared......

Meet the Heroic Death.

Holding his breath for too long made Chu Zihang a little deprived of oxygen, his hands tightened violently, and powerful tendons protruded.

For countless nights, he had been chewing on the pain, constantly scratching and deepening the old wounds, and at the same time hating his own weakness and powerlessness - if he had returned to that time, then even if he didn't have the skills to fight, he would stay behind to witness it instead of driving away like a lost dog.

Odin.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, the name echoing in his mind made the manic bloodline surge, and the gold in his eyes was also indecisive between brilliant and gloomy.

Eight-legged Pegasus, dark golden spear, smooth armor, golden helmet and one-eyed...... This image is more profound than that of Constantine, who is on fire all over, and it is also infused with almost all of his strongest feelings—revenge.

Maybe it's just a certain period of time, maybe it's every moment, and he can always hear the not-so-real sound of rain. When you look out the window in a daze during class, when you look into the distance alone, when you feel lonely, when the weather is gloomy......

It has been raining heavily, stored on that elevated road that does not belong to reality, and it is more engraved in his memories. When the sound of rain sounds, you will remember that rainy night, and hatred grows higher and higher under such irrigation.

Stronger, stronger, now one qiē is not enough, he must become stronger, strong enough to personally kill the dragon with the pseudonym "Odin" who took that man's life.

Yes, revenge.

To this end, he sacrificed all entertainment and relaxation, and spent countless hours finding the academy through the emblem of the half-decaying World Tree; Then do your best in every subject of the college and become the president of the Lionheart; It took more than half a year to dig out a few words about the explosion of blood from the Lionheart's secret books, and finally assembled them into a feasible method.

There will be only a few days left to live due to the explosion of blood, but for him, as long as he completes his revenge before he dies.

After finishing the bath, Chu Zihang familiarly took out a clean white towel, turned off the water and began to wipe his body, threw his sportswear into the washing machine, and changed into a set of clothes for home leisure.

I went back to the living room and covered the three or four women of my aunt's generation who were drunk last night, and by the way, I straightened my mother who was about to roll off the sofa, and then beckoned Aunt Tong to order a meal for them. During the day of the holiday, more time was spent on these chores, although he didn't mind at all - he Chu Zihang, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, was still a good boy with excellent character and learning, tall and handsome, polite and humble.

Therefore, being such a good child to take care of his mother is also one of his responsibilities.

(I found a super interesting game this week, Alice: Crazy Returns, so the updates are a bit scarce.) In addition, thank you to those book friends who still support me when I haven't updated much~)

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