This place is very organized, on the left hand side is a series of side-by-side knife holders, on the right hand side is the firearms of the entire wall, and a soft Simmons big bed is placed in the center, and when he wants to sleep at night, Chu Tianjiao basically sleeps with weapons in his arms.

There was a fitness blanket in the corner next to the bed, surrounded by a circle of dumbbells, which were bigger than Chu Zihan's head. There is also a very beautiful log-style desk, on which there are some daily necessities such as books and notes, plus a photo frame, which is a photo of Chu Zihan Su Xiaoyan and Chu Tianjiao many years ago, when she was still very young and could be lifted high on her shoulders by her father.

Chu Zihan picked up a pistol from the weapon rack casually, she recognized it as Beretta M9, Lu Tianming took her to the shooting range to play, in the case of holding the gun for the first time, she scored 15 rounds and 9 ten rings, and the instructor who accompanied her said that she was a natural shooter.

The magazines were easily withdrawn and filled with bullets, but unlike the usual brass-cased bullets, they were made of steel with intricate patterns carved into the ends of their heads, making them as dark as blood.

She reloaded the magazine, loaded it, and fired a shot at the wall at the head of the bed, and the bullet hit, opening up the red mist, although I don't know what the purpose of this bullet is, this gun is really usable, well maintained, and the shell is still shining brightly.

Such a gun with the bullets inside costs almost 300 US dollars, which is more than 2,000 yuan according to the current exchange rate, not to mention the more expensive semi-automatic rifles and even sniper rifles on the shelves, the price of which will only rise.

I don't know what the so-called Kassel Academy is, whether it has provided enough funds for Chu Tianjiao, at least his own money is estimated to be spent in this place, so it is difficult for the destitute class, he will not give a cent of the money from the academy to the mother and daughter, but will only give what he really earns, but it is a little little.

These weapons could have armed him into a murderous thug in a matter of minutes, but he always smiled so humbly that in the end even the people disappeared, and all that was left was these cold metals that no one cared about.

Chu Zihan pulled out a chair and sat at the desk, and the names of several books on the table were very interesting, "Dragon Genetic Research", "Dragon's Bones: Super Evolution of Reptiles", "Dragon Priesthood Rituals......

I opened it casually, and it was all explaining these things in extremely academic language, as well as Chu Tianjiao's own annotations and corrections, like a teacher's lesson plan. It turns out that what he said is all true, there are indeed dragons and half-breeds in this world, and there are a group of guys who are taking dragons as their research objects.

When he opened the drawer, there were surprisingly several packets of chocolate inside, and it seemed that he would use this kind of thing to replenish his strength when he couldn't eat. There was a bank card pressed under the chocolate, probably his savings, Chu Zihan picked it up, was suddenly stunned, turned over the card surface, and there was a sticky note on the back of the card, with five words written on it.

Dowry for daughters.

There was a quiet tremor in my heart, and those words were not just bragging...... He is really trying to save money, in addition to maintaining the necessary maintenance of his arsenal, he has saved his salary well, hoping that when his daughter gets married in the future, he will be able to pay some dowry.

But he didn't say anything, even if his daughter said it was irresponsible, most fathers in the world are like this, in fact, he has always loved it, but he didn't know how to express it, so he could only carefully please Chu Zihan, as a biological father, but he was humble like a hired driver, and only when he was in the car, the two of them could say something they wanted to say for a long time.

How much money will there be in the card? The specific numbers may not play a role in Chu Zihan's current life, Chu Tianjiao is very persistent, what is public is public, and what is private is private, and there is a clear distinction. All the belongings he has been able to save over the years are in this card, Chu Zihan only needs to go to the bank and prove her identity to inherit this property, so that she can infer how Chu Tianjiao lives every month from the specific figures.

But she didn't dare, for fear of knowing that her father might be even poorer than she had imagined, and perhaps the time when he sat with the security guard at the roadside stall and shared the intestines and spicy wings was the best decoration of his life, and most nights he had to drive that Maybach, like a wanderer wandering through the city, looking through the long streets one after another, dragging his tired back to his hunter's hut.

In the other drawer was a stack of notebooks, which were all written by Chu Tianjiao:

On June 30, 1908, the Tunguska explosion, a mushroom cloud rose from the center of the explosion, and the shock wave shattered the glass 650 kilometers away, and the night sky of the entire Eurasian continent was dark red, and people nearby mistakenly thought that the sun had risen in advance.

On August 30, 1900, the mourning of Summer, the mysterious ancient corpse awoke, the Kassel manor near Hamburg was destroyed, and the elite Lionheart of the secret party was wiped out, and the only survivor was Hilbert Jean Angers.

On the night of December 25, 1991, the night of the collapse of the Soviet Union, a violent explosion occurred in the frozen port north of Verkhoyansk in the tundra of the Arctic Circle.

On November 7, 2002, in the waters of Greenland, guided by the mysterious heartbeat, the Executive Department of the Kassel Academy went to investigate, and encountered an enemy suspected of being a dragon king in the depths of the ice sea, and was close to being wiped out, with only one and a half survivors.

……

There are many events recorded on it, and some of them are even the history that Chu Zihan knows, but in Chu Tianjiao's pen, these things are interpreted in another way, everything is related to the dragon race, this race is active in the shadow of human society, like the driving force behind the scenes, even Chu Tianjiao himself, it is for the so-called Nibelungen, the country of the dead, so he has to stay in this city all the time.

Chu Zihan sat on the edge of the bed, facing the cold killing weapons in the room, she felt that she couldn't sleep in this kind of place, the surroundings were full of cold, those things must have been stained with Deadpool's blood, and then they were cleaned up, so Deadpool's unjust souls have been haunting them, glowing with blood.

Has he been living like this all these years? Eating alone, driving alone, wielding a sword alone in the long night, accompanied by the spilled blood and the crescent moon, sounds like the work of a hero no one knows. In fact, he also wants to have a normal family, right? But as he said, he is a half-blood, and after opening the door to the dragon clan, he will never go back.

He's really not a hero who slays dragons, just an ordinary person who wants to be ordinary but can't be ordinary.

"As a half-blood, you will have to leave your original world one day, and then you will understand that dragon blood is a burden by nature, which is why you are different from others, smart enough, but lonely all the time."

I thought about his voice again, just because he was from the past, he knew his situation, and he knew that one day Chu Zihan would encounter the same situation.

In fact, this sentence is his true heart, and it is rare to say it so simply, but it is a pity that Chu Zihan did not understand it at that time.

Chu Zihan felt a little tired, she was lying on the soft big bed, and suddenly noticed a silver suitcase under the knife holder, which she hadn't noticed just now because of the viewing angle.

She fished out the suitcase, and the shell was very beautiful, bright silver like an alloy, with a familiar logo engraved on it, the World Tree of the Kassel Academy.

Odin wanted to get something from Chu Tianjiao's hands, but he didn't succeed, Chu Tianjiao died on the viaduct in the Nibelungen, which was the dream that Chu Zihan had, and then the fake Odin appeared, making a big fuss in the Chu family's villa, but there was still nothing to gain. So could this thing be hidden by Chu Tianjiao's side?

Thinking of this, Chu Zihan opened the suitcase, this thing is also Chu Tianjiao's relic, as the direct heir, she has the right to do anything.

Inside is a number of square boxes, covered with soft brocade, used to store special rice paper, on which there are many incomprehensible characters, some as rough as the golden snake dance, some as graceful as the green mountains and flowing water.

This is obviously some rubbings, which are the most used in archaeology, such as inscription bronzes, Chu Zihan has seen it on TV, the ancients had an official agency dedicated to rubbing and rubbing, this is an ancient skill, could it be that Chu Tianjiao has also engaged in archaeological work?

Chu Zihan gently stroked the ink on the rice paper, these should be the so-called dragon texts, there is a book on the table called "Dragon Text Interpretation", and the big characters on the cover are very similar to these.

She had never learned this language before, but at the moment she seemed to be able to read some of the words in it and know what it meant, but if it were replaced by a whole sentence, she would not be able to understand it at all. It's a bit like Japanese, where you can't understand the meaning of a sentence if you don't hear the last word in a sentence.

The complex pattern characters kept coming into mind, Chu Zihan gradually became a little dizzy, she seemed to be able to see a lot of fantasy scenes, the woman with golden pupils split between her forehead was lying on the black stone throne, with a long sword made of white bone in her chest; The maidens rolled over the altar and screamed in pain like a precursor to childbirth; The black wings are raised in the setting sun, covering half of the sky, and on the vast loess, there are people looking into the distance; The woman bound by the chains on the copper pillar slowly opened her eyes, her white hair flying, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from her eyes......

She didn't dare to read any more, the words seemed to have magical powers, something that would resonate similarly, leading to a fantasy world in the depths of her mind.

Are dragons and half-bloods like this? The incredible power of words and the words that can create impressions are like the wizarding world written by Rowling, living in human society, but not in harmony with the world as the public knows.

Chu Zihan put the ruben away again, and looked back at this room again, Chu Tianjiao has spent so many years here, but there are only so many traces left, after he leaves, what will happen to the Nibelungen in this city? Will there still be Deadpool running out of it to kill people? What about those things?

No one had ever told her that she was going to take on some great responsibility in her life, but she always resisted silently, such as being the student president of Shilan Middle School, and there had never been a president before her who cared about every student. Another example is that she has a lot of financial economics on her bookshelf, because she knows that she may have to inherit Lu Tianming's family business in the future, and even thinks about applying for a finance major in the future.

She silently stared at the pistols and bullets on the workbench, and the sword on the other side also stared at her coldly, these things couldn't speak at all, but they all seemed to be inviting Chu Zihan, saying that Chu Tianjiao had left, all the weapons in this hunter's hut belonged to her, the hero who watched the city had been eliminated, and her daughter was still alive, so she should inherit the mantle from her father.

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Zihan still walked to the workbench, took away the two pistols and a few boxes of ammunition on it and put them into his satchel. These things are contraband, if she is discovered, she will be sent to prison, and Lu Tianming may not be able to protect her at that time.

But she just felt that she should hold these weapons, and her father's words have always lingered in her ears, half-bloods are different from ordinary people, once you realize that you have dragon blood, it is equivalent to opening a door that cannot be turned back.

Chu Tianjiao is probably indeed dead, otherwise there will not be any news for more than a month, there is still an invisible Nibelungen in this city, and there will always be some Deadpools running out of it to do evil, if no one tries to curb them, relying solely on the modern science of the police to investigate the mysterious power that is not known at all, there will be many victims during the period.

Someone has to be responsible for these things, Chu Tianjiao had never told her that, but now she felt so, holding the long knife with a pistol, she would also cruise in the long night like him.

This doesn't feel like a dragon-slaying hero.,It's like some kind of sub-oriented magical girl comics.,The little girl who is beautiful on weekdays.,At night, she will wear a little skirt of BlingBling.,Even the side breasts will be exposed.,And you have to put on a cute pose and say the lines of transformation.。

White! Shine! Miracle Flower! I'm White Lily! Destroy you on behalf of love and justice!

…… It's all strange that he usually watched too many animations with Chu Ji when he was free, and Chu Zihan's mind was full of scenes of himself wearing clothes that were so ashamed that he couldn't do it, waving a magic wand and fighting tentacle monsters.

Let's just take it as such, the former Chu Zihan is about to disappear, and the new Chu Zihan is a dragon half-breed who will serve as the watchman of the city, fulfilling the duty of guarding peace like a magical girl.