Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 207 The Dragon King Descends
"King Ye!"

Chu Zihang's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the empty corridor.

Wang Ye stopped and turned around, his face showing a slightly questioning expression.

Chu Zihang seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking, "You... is no one answering either?"

His gaze swept over the only umbrella in Wang Ye's hand. The downpour had come suddenly, and many students who hadn't brought umbrellas were trapped.

Wang Ye shook the umbrella in his hand and smiled: "Yeah, looks like we'll have to rely on ourselves. What, Chu Zihang, do you have connections?"

He naturally knew about Chu Zihang's situation, but he pretended not to know at the moment.

Chu Zihang shook his head, his tone calm: "I called my father... to come and pick me up."

He paused slightly, almost unnaturally, when he said the word "father." That man, Chu Tianjiao, was an awkward figure he didn't want to mention right now.

After Chu Tianjiao divorced his mother, his mother remarried, and Chu Zihang lived with his mother, thus gaining a stepfather. However, what angered Chu Zihang even more was Chu Tianjiao's indifferent attitude.

She often talks about how good her stepfather is, which is something no teenager could understand.

It can only be said that Chu Tianjiao was indeed very good at disguising himself, just like a father whose back was bent by reality. If Wang Ye hadn't found out part of the truth through the Liu family, he would have been completely different.

That's right, Chu Zihang's nominal stepfather is actually someone from the logistics department of Kassel College.

Perhaps Chu Tianjiao applied for it himself, wanting his wife and son to have a relatively affluent and superior life, or perhaps it was out of a sense of entrusting his children to someone else, fearing that if something happened to him one day, his wife and son would be left without anyone to take care of them.

It's also possible that the conflict arose because his wife, Su Xiaoyan, was disappointed in Chu Tianjiao.

In short, for various reasons, Chu Tianjiao needed to maintain his status as a driver and made some sacrifices in accordance with reality—divorce!
This explains why Chu Tianjiao was happy to let Chu Zihang use all the conveniences provided by his stepfather, because this was the kind of support that the logistics department should provide.

Otherwise, where can you find someone who marries Su Xiaoyan, is a wealthy man, and yet doesn't want children?
"That's good."

Wang Ye nodded, seemingly intending to leave.

"But the rain is heavy."

Looking out the window at the rain curtain that was almost like a waterfall, Chu Zihang said, "If you don't mind, we can wait for him to arrive and give you a ride on the way."

He said this with a still indifferent expression, but it was almost the friendliest invitation a person of his personality could make.

Perhaps it was because Wang Ye's question just now lacked the pity or curiosity that others usually showed, or perhaps it was simply because he felt that as classmates, he shouldn't have to see him getting rained on.

A barely perceptible glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes; it seemed that all of this was within the script he had planned.

"Oh?"

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow and gave a perfectly timed, slightly surprised smile: "That's great, it saves me the trouble of running back in the rain. Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

After Chu Zihang finished speaking, he turned back to look out the window and resumed his silent waiting posture.

The corridor fell silent again, with only the deafening sound of rain outside the window washing over the world as if to expose all the hidden secrets.

Wang Ye leaned against the other wall, seemingly playing with his umbrella idly, but in reality, he had subtly elevated his senses to the extreme.

The air was unusually rich in water, not from natural rain. It carried a faint yet unsettling fishy smell, along with a cold, decaying odor.

Nibelungen is quietly opening its entrance amidst this torrential rain.

Although it was still a long way from the school, it couldn't be hidden from Wang Ye.

The wait wasn't long. A dim headlight pierced the rain, and a Maybach 62 slowly pulled up to the teaching building entrance, honking a short, cautious horn. Chu Zihang's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and he whispered, "They're here."

"This car is nice!"

Wang Ye commented, his tone carrying a hint of praise.

Chu Zihang didn't reply and went downstairs with Wang Ye, while Chu Tianjiao got out of the car and walked over with an umbrella, seemingly trying to please him.

He looked a bit disheveled, with a few strands of his hair wet from the rain, but his eyes were bright. When he saw Chu Zihang with a classmate, he was clearly taken aback.

Immediately, a warm, even overly enthusiastic, smile spread across his face: "Zihang, is this your classmate? Hello, hello, get in the car quickly, it's raining heavily!"

"Hello, Uncle, sorry to bother you."

Wang Ye nodded politely and climbed into the back seat with Chu Zihang.

"No, no! Oh dear, it's rare for Zihang to bring his classmates along..."

As Chu Tianjiao rambled on, he skillfully started the car using voice commands.

"The rain is really heavy! Hold on tight, I'll drive slowly. Where do you live, classmate?"

Wang reported an address that the Liu family had prepared for him, not too far from Chu Zihang's house.

"On the way!"

Chu Tianjiao smiled, but his gaze seemed to quickly and imperceptibly glance at Wang Ye through the rearview mirror.

The look in his eyes was not that of an ordinary driver, but rather a subtle scrutiny, sharp as a blade flashing by, which was then concealed by his obsequious demeanor.

Chu Tianjiao, this former S-class elite, no matter how well he hid it, his instincts still remained.

He might have sensed something, perhaps it was the deliberate lingering loneliness of Wang Ye, a mixed-race quality that seemed out of place with his surroundings.

The Maybach smoothly entered the rain-soaked highway. The windshield wipers were swung wildly from side to side, but visibility remained extremely low.

The world outside the car window became blurry and distorted, and the light from the streetlights was blurred into huge, dim yellow spots.

On the way, Chu Tianjiao kept bragging to his son about his Maybach, but Chu Zihang was extremely annoyed by it. No son doesn't want his father to be successful.

He then silently gazed out the window, his profile tense. He seemed to feel an instinctive unease about the weather and the oppressive atmosphere.

Chu Tianjiao stopped talking and focused on driving. Inside the car, only the roar of the engine and the loud noise of the rain hitting the roof could be heard.

Just like in the original story, due to traffic congestion, Chu Tianjiao drove onto the No. 000 overpass, the Nibelungen, the land of the dead.

Wang Ye leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, as if he were dozing. But his mind was highly focused; he could sense that the "rules" around him were undergoing subtle changes.

The air became thick, and the sound of the rain seemed to be blocked out, yet also amplified countless times, pounding against the heart.

The city lights in the distance began to look unreal, as if viewed through frosted glass.

Most importantly, he sensed the arrival of another "will"—cold, majestic, and possessing supreme power, like a king surveying his territory.

Odin.

coming.

(End of this chapter)