The rain crackled on the car window, Chu Zihang pushed the door and got out of the car, looking at the dial in his hand.

"This is probably the weakest point."

In this wilderness, there is an abandoned factory in front of it, and Chu Zihang's destination is very clear.

……

Isn't that the man's residence?

After divorcing Su Xiaoyan, he left all his property to the mother and son, and he was born alone.

I had ambitions in my heart and wanted to prove myself, but in the end I could only come to work in the factory.

No matter how unbearable a man is, he will play tricks after all, and it didn't take long for him to use his rhetoric to climb up to the boss of the largest black company in Wenzhou at that time and work as a driver for him.

But with the large-scale anti-crime and anti-evil operations launched in the past few years, that company is no longer in the open.

The factory, which belonged to that company, was also abandoned.

Chu Zihang seemed to understand something.

He ran over and went straight to the second basement floor.

He stopped in front of a tin-clad door, the keyhole rusty.

Chu Zihang stretched out his hand and lightly clicked on it, and the door lock was melted instantly.

He slowly pushed open the door, ready for dust or some strange smell to blow his face, and he covered himself with a layer of heat in advance.

Unexpectedly, the air from the pavement is a little fresher than in the passage.

There is a smell of time.

What appeared in front of Chu Zihang was a clean hut, already a double bed, a bedside table, a writing desk and a chair, and a Xiaoice box, which was all Chu Tianjiao's furniture.

In one corner of the room, there were a few cylinder wires that were supposed to be used to dry clothes, as there was still a familiar jacket hanging on it. There is no decoration on the concrete floor and walls, things are neatly arranged, the bedding is neatly folded, and there is no littering, everything is neat and clean, not like a place where a man lives alone.

Chu Zihang walked slowly along the corner of the wall, feeling every detail of this room, looking at the dial of the instrument, that cautious and keen expression as if he was pinching the missile launch button.

"No," Chu Zihang frowned: "Not here, not there, where is the weakest anchor point in space." ”

Chu Zihang lowered his head and continued to search.

The small device in his hand, in fact, used the folding technology of the spatial system of the spirit of words, which involved a lot of alchemy formations and corresponding components.

Chu Zihang's mission is to find the "eye" in Odin's Nibelon.

That's right, the king of force can break the "eye", everything has its weaknesses, of course, this is only theoretical,

There is a possibility that even if you know his weaknesses, you will not be able to damage his weaknesses in the slightest, and it is meaningless to deal with such an enemy, even if you know his "eyes".

Has there ever been such an enemy? Chu Zihang asked at that time.

Xia Mi nodded, I was killed by this kind of enemy when I was still Jörmungad, my true body was directly beaten to ashes, my brother desperately escaped, my spirit was possessed on his body, but the injury was too serious, and he could only be forced to form a cocoon.

Chu Zihang shook his head slightly, and his thoughts drifted away.

The dial in his hand has a bronze shield that acts as a compass in the inner space.

Old Tang was able to create a sense with his own creation, so that he could make a faint connection with Chu Zihang, who was inside the Nibelungen.

Of course, it is very faint and can only be excited by an electrical stimulus.

What flows into the gilded bronze shield is alternating current, which means that it is not, and if it is switched to direct current, it means that moment, that point, is the death hole of Odin's kingdom.

There was a string of cyan scales on the shield that rotated at a faint frequency, which had been pulled from Natsumi's body and transformed by special means.

They act as "pointers" to the compass, providing the entire instrument with raw data for calibration.

Then it flows into a miniature supercomputer, calculates the coordinates in space, and displays the data on the dial to guide Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang closed the door, the wind no longer flowed, and the interference of other factors was much less.

He passed slowly, stretched out his hand, everything in the hut, there was a photo on the bedside table, and it was not surprising that it was a family photo, the woman was bright, and the boy looked like he was only three or four years old, wearing a white shirt and woolen pants, combing his oily hair, facing the proud waist of the woman.

Of course, the woman was his mother, and the man was his biological father, and that face was still handsome at that time.

Who knows what to do all day long? A man who has no achievements and only has a mouth is actually a half-breed who can walk across the world behind his back.

He suddenly remembered what Principal Angers had told him.

After talking about Lu Mingfei's life experience that day, Principal Ange shook his head:

"Your father, I don't know what happened next, he cut ties with everyone.

But he is one of my most proud disciples, and in terms of combat effectiveness, he deserves to be the first. ”

Chu Zihang pursed his lips and listened quietly.

"He's a true celestial pride,

I am a celestial pride.

What does he say about the spirit? The understanding of time zero is actually above me.

But the two of us are not in the same direction.

My direction is to delay time and move in a larger direction.

And he's different, he only asks for fast,

He believes that the fastest is the strongest.

Time zero can only be called eternal in his hands.

I was just for a moment. ”

The silver-haired old man closed his eyes slightly, and he remembered that the eighteen-year-old boy who had been enrolled for less than half a year had put a knife on his neck the moment he returned to the principal's office one day.

"Old man, I won," he couldn't help but smile: "You lost, say okay, give me the highest authority." ”

"The Sword Comes"

"Okay," Ange definitely won't play tricks if he loses, he nodded and asked curiously, "Why are you so fast?" ”

"Old man, you are too weak, and if you disperse the spirit of speech too much, the true power of the spirit will be obscured." The young man Chu Tianjiao straightened his hair: "I don't know what kind of past you have, you seem to have the idea of protecting others, and if you have weaknesses, you will fall behind, as long as you let the spirit of words cover you alone." ”

"I am the strongest, I am eternal!"

"Your strength has skyrocketed not quite right," Ange frowned, "What side effects do you think you're hiding?" ”

The young man threw the knife on the ground, ran to the sleeping sofa and jumped, sat on it and crossed Erlang's legs: "I am the strongest now, and I will become weaker and weaker in the future, because I have overdrawn all my possibilities." ”

"Just to defeat me?" Ange was incredulous: "You can go and push slowly without side effects. ”

"Boring," Chu Tianjiao closed his eyes: "Do you know? Within the second you walked in the door, I went out of this position and knocked everyone in the school over before I came back and put a knife to your neck. ”

"What's your multiplier?"

"I didn't count, a thousand times? Two thousand times? The boy put his shoes on the coffee table:

"It doesn't make sense to me, no one can beat me,

I'm the strongest!

Hahaha. ”

Although he hadn't heard it, Chu Zihang imagined how arrogant that laughter should be.

"It's not like you, Daddy."