“……”

Chu Zihang looked at the information on the screen and fell silent.

Using Jiang Shouyun's S-level permissions, he can directly query the database of the Enforcement Department, which is part of the Norma War personality "Eva", which is in a state of absolute secrecy.

Even if it is an S-class inquiry, Professor Schneider will be notified.

There does exist a grey list in the Executive Department.

The people on the grey list are high-ranking executives who are not publicly identified, and they have disappeared from the official list of the executive department because their work is too secret.

Everyone on the grey list has an S-class secret mission behind them.

With that man's S-class bloodline and speech spirit time zero, he should have been busy solving the disasters caused by Gu Long in various places, but he has been incognito in China's second- and third-tier cities for more than ten years.

It is enough to prove that he is burdened with S-class or even more important secret missions, and he can definitely become the top ten super executive officers of the academy in the past hundred years.

However, Professor Schneider is not mistaken.

Kassel Academy does not have an S-class commissioner named "Chu Tianjiao".

Because "Chu Tianjiao" is an ordinary person who does not show any special abilities.

The news released by meteorological observatories around the world shows that the number of Typhoon 'Dandelion' is 0407, which means that it made landfall on the southeast coast of China in July 04.

A black-and-white photograph of a battered Maybach parked on the viaduct is kept in the information archive.

In the whole car, there were only the fingerprints left by Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao, which means that only the two of them encountered the typhoon from beginning to end.

For a moment, Chu Zihang actually felt that he hadn't woken up yet, or that he had really been frozen by the Greenland wind.

In other words, there is really no S-level Chu Tianjiao in this world, the man who was like a hero before he died, but he imagined it, his father was just a waste middle-aged uncle who couldn't find a job from beginning to end.

In that case, the logic works.

An inexplicable fear and anger ignited his pupils.

But a chill welled up in his mind and extinguished the fire in his heart.

Finally, just today, after Jiang Shouyun left, Chu Zihang knocked on the door of the principal's office and sat opposite the old man.

"Good afternoon, classmate Chu Zihang."

The old man sat under the transparent patio and looked at Chu Zihang with kind eyes, just like a kind elder looking at the junior: "You have already learned about your doubts from Schneider and Jiang Shouyun. ”

He easily switched from the coquettish old bastard when facing Jiang Shouyun to the image of a kind and gentle wise man.

Chu Zihang, who heard these words, was stunned, but he didn't expect Jiang Shouyun to say it in advance.

"I think this person's existence is very important to you, otherwise you wouldn't be in a hurry to prove his existence all over the world."

Ange cleaned up the cooling tea on the table, then rebrewed a Ceylon black tea, and said in a gentle and steady tone: "But my answer is only afraid that it will disappoint you." ”

"I'm sure I don't have a history of names in my memories of more than a hundred years, and I haven't heard of a younger owner of 'Spirit of Words: Time Zero' appearing."

"In Jiang Shouyun's impolite words, including the secrets I have hidden in the depths of my memory."

As he spoke, he poured the warm black tea into the white porcelain cup in front of Chu Zihang.

The warm and fragrant tea fell into the cup, and Chu Zihang watched the trajectory of the tea flowing down the red light, reflecting his increasingly blurred face and the birds passing by the skylight.

When the black tea in the bone china cup was nearly half full, the teapot stopped pouring, the brown and near-blood tea flow disappeared, and the expression on Chu Zihang's face disappeared with it.

"You are an excellent student I value very much, the leader of the Lionheart Society, and the hope for the future of the academy like Jiang Shouyun."

Ange looked at the boy in front of him who was holding his waist and said softly: "So, I choose to believe what you say." ”

"Even if you met Odin, the main god of Norse mythology, together and then cut off his head together, it sounds like crazy remarks."

Chu Zihang's cool heart suddenly beat, as if the blood vessels covered with ice slag also became hot.

Yes, from beginning to end, he is not the only one who remembers.

The man who loves to eat braised intestines and spicy chicken wings, likes to brag and talk nonsense.

Chu Zihang finally left, refusing Ange's suggestion to consult Masashi Toyama, even if not for brainwashing, but for grooming.

Instructor Masashi Toyama once said in the course "Introduction to Brain Science" that human memory is very unreliable, like a broken hard disk that is easily demagnetized.

The past is like a painting on the sand, time passes, the sand is blown away by the wind, the memory is blurred, and finally it turns into a vast piece that can no longer be distinguished.

Masashi Toyama said that people who forget easily are actually happier, and forgetting is a self-preservation mechanism for human beings.

Imagine that you can remember every detail of the past and never forget it, then the most sad, painful, and sad images in your life will continue to torment you, and you will never be able to get out of the bad state of the past.

But Chu Zihang didn't want to forget.

If the human brain is a hard drive, now there are only three or even two copies left of this archive called "Chu Tianjiao".

It exists in his and Jiang Shouyun's heads, how can he format himself at this time?

The man said that if he died one day, there would be only one thing in this world that could prove his existence, and that was Chu Zihang, who was bleeding half of his blood.

"Don't worry, death is never the end."

Jiang Shouyun lightly pressed Chu Zihang's shoulder and said softly, "As long as he slaughters the first generation or the first generation of seeds, and has a soul of more than the second generation, he will wake up." ”

After that, he smiled again and said, "If someone wants to cut off his fate, let him take it back with his own hands." ”

From the hands of the self-proclaimed "false god", this time the sword will not cut the wrong place again.

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

This time someone stood with him, and he would never stop again.

Meanwhile, in the headmaster's room, the old man stood straight, holding on to the edge of the hollowed-out carved guardrail, his left hand in his trouser pocket.

He put down the bone china teapot, looked at the old cowboy not far away, and said, "You heard everything, right?" ”

"yes." The Night's Watch whispered, "It sounds like a nightmare, but it's all too real. ”

"I've checked the map, and the entrance to that elevated road starts at '001.'" Ange said indifferently.

"That is to say, the entrance that Chu Zihang and Jiang Shouyun entered at that time did not exist."

The old cowboy nodded, took a sip of wine and said, "They said that they encountered Odin, the leader of the Arthur Protoss in Norse mythology, it's really incredible, it can't be their collective insanity, right?" ”

"The dark shadows described by Chu Zihang are too similar to Deadpool."

Ange turned around, stared into the old cowboy's eyes, and said bluntly, "You've guessed, but you're hesitant to say it, right?" ”

"......" the old cowboy's cheek muscles twitched, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "The land of the dead, the Nibelungen?" It was a temple-like place. ”

"For thousands of years, alchemists have tried to break their heads in order to find it, and I have spent half my life chasing the legend of the land of the dead, as far as Antarctica, but I have not been able to find that mysterious country, and the two children happened to enter it?"

He hadn't been so excited in decades, because there was nothing to be excited about, and the days of being anesthetized by spirits, westerns and pictures of sexy girls were pleasant.

But if the exit to that temple does reopen......

His days of comfort are almost over.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Ange held a cup, looked at the sculpture at Valhalla, and smiled, "Those two children showed us the way forward, didn't they?" ”

"The power that can change fate, that's the power of the gods." The old cowboy looked at him and asked, "Aren't you afraid?" Erased from all traces of their existence. ”

"Scared?" Ange shook his head, "I'm afraid that I won't kill a dragon king until I die." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered what the young man had said with a smile on his face as he left.

"The world will know that even God sheds blood."

There's a modification.,Refresh it.,When this chapter was sent, it was two thousand words.,The number of subscribed words is calculated according to the number of words sent at the beginning.,Some of them are original content.,It feels like there's a suspicion of water injection.,So I added it after it was sent.,So it won't cost a pen.。

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