Dragon Raja: Reboot

Chapter 129 Guess Who I Am

"Damn it! Why did you stab me?!"

Fingel angrily pounded the steering wheel and honked the horn furiously; the sound of the car horn seemed particularly desolate in the torrential rain.

Chu Zihang sat in the back seat, opened the car window, and let the wind carrying cold raindrops hit his face, forcing himself to regain his calm and clarity.

Another restart.

Odin didn't give them much time to prepare, and immediately attacked Gungnir. This time, the target was unexpectedly not Xia Mi, but Finger.

"Junior brother, you'd better watch out. I think it'll be your turn next time." Fingel grumbled, driving his Wuling minivan on the S-shaped road and starting a drift, making big, sweeping movements.

He had a feeling that he would be so familiar with this road that he could drive it with his eyes closed before he even finished the game!

"So, what are your plans for the future? We can't just run around like headless chickens, can we?" Fingel asked, turning back as they were about to leave the elevated highway.

"Die a few more times."

"Junior brother, you're a masochist..." Fingel was shocked.

"We need multiple samples to analyze Odin's behavior patterns. The existing data is too little to analyze Odin's movement trajectory and methods," Chu Zihang explained.

"I see." Fingel breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stop when we get to the exit tollbooth," Chu Zihang suddenly said.

"What's wrong? Do you think the tollbooth might be the boundary of Odin's territory?" Fingel guessed.

"No..." Chu Zihang paused for a moment. That wasn't what he meant, but Fingel's statement wasn't without merit.

According to the game rules, bosses usually only operate within designated territories, but Odin appeared in different places before, actively tracking and attacking them.

However, this does not mean that Odin has no limitations; perhaps it simply means that his range of action is "somewhat" larger.

"The first time we passed the tollbooth, I saw a figure waving at us from inside," Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

This was the point of doubt that came to his mind as he recalled all the details of the night.

The second time I passed the tollbooth... it was completely empty.

Of course, his thoughts were a bit confused last time, and his attention wasn't focused on the outside world. Perhaps he just remembered it wrong, and he hoped to verify it.

"Now that you mention it... I think I saw it too." Fingel paused for a moment.

The reason he was certain that the highway exit was not the border of Nibelungen was because he saw a strange black shadow at the tollbooth, which floored the accelerator and crashed through the tollbooth barrier.

But the second time...

Fingel frowned. As the driver, even if Chu Xia and the other person in the back seat didn't see it, he shouldn't have missed it.

A dark figure inside the toll booth waved at them, the gesture seeming to be either a farewell or a welcome...

The scene was somewhat terrifying and chilling; there was no reason he wouldn't have noticed it.

"We've arrived," Xia Mi said softly.

A faint white light gradually appeared ahead, and a huge road sign flashed overhead—"1km to the highway exit, please slow down."

Fingel released the accelerator and began to decelerate.

The kilometer distance passed in the blink of an eye, and the van slowly approached the toll station, its bright headlights shining through the rain onto the toll booth.

"Since it's a game restart, then everything should return to its initial state," Fingel said in a low voice.

In his hands, the van was like a hunter roaming the rainy night, silently approaching the toll booths, its headlights illuminating each one.

All three of them unconsciously tensed up.

Because they didn't find anyone inside the guard post.

Fingel slowly pulled over to the side of the road, turned back to look at Chu Zihang and Xia Mi, and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"Come on, let's get out and take a look. Don't be afraid, we won't die anyway, let's have some fun today!"

That's an unbeatable reason.

It leaves no room for rebuttal.

Chu Zihang silently opened the car door and stepped out of the van in the rain.

Fingel is right. Their biggest bargaining chip right now is that they "can't die." The reason he suggested "dying a few more times" is that he was prepared to exchange the most valuable clues for the cheapest cost.

Fingel locked the car door after getting out, as if afraid someone would steal his prized vehicle.

The three of them quickly walked to the first guard post.

There was nothing inside except for some files on the desktop.

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi each picked up a document from the table. The document was dated ten years ago and contained no other useful information.

"This character looks like it was written recently?" Xia Mi suddenly flipped the document over and pointed to the writing on the back.

Chu Zihang took the document from her hand; on the back, the word "guess" was written in red pen.

They exchanged glances and began searching the guard post again, leaving no corner unchecked, but ultimately found nothing.

They then searched all the guard posts one by one, and found a document with words written on the back in red pen in several of them.

"Guess who I am?" Fingel muttered, then exclaimed in realization, "I get it! They're playing a guessing game with us!"

Chu Zihang suddenly looked up and heard the sound of an engine starting!

"You didn't take the car keys out?" Chu Zihang said through gritted teeth.

Fingel stared blankly at his amazing car, his right hand raised, the silver car key dangling in his grasp, his voice distorted as he said, "You think I'm an idiot?"

"No, we're all idiots," Chu Zihang said, his facial muscles twitching. "Everything here is far beyond our comprehension, yet we're still viewing this place with the eyes of the normal world. So... it's perfectly reasonable that we don't need keys to drive."

The bread truck parked on the side of the road suddenly turned on its headlights. The moment the lights pierced through the rain, the engine made a terrible noise, like a young man injecting himself with a large amount of adrenaline and burning his life without any regard for the consequences!

The bread truck crashed through the horizontal bars along the way and slammed into the guard post.

The three men jumped out of their guard post immediately, and Fingel drew his gun and opened fire, firing in turn at the driver's and passenger's seats.

Chu Zihang instantly completed his blood burst, his blood flowing through his veins like a great river after the ice thawed, every cell breathing wildly and with all its might like a spring bud.

A familiar warmth flowed through his body again, and the world became exceptionally clear.

His muscle strength, nerve reflexes, and even his vision and hearing were enhanced to an astonishing degree after the blood explosion.

Instead of advancing, Chu Zihang retreated. As he released his Word of Power, a transparent domain enveloped the area, its surface shimmering with unstable dark red arcs of light, releasing a large amount of heat within the confined space.

But when he got close to the bread truck, he frowned and stopped.

The Lord's Flame Domain was not removed; it remained. The rainwater around him evaporated completely, and white steam quickly enveloped the surrounding area.

He opened the car door and carefully inspected every corner of the car with a knife in hand.

Still nothing was found.

Just then.

At some point, the car radio was turned on, its shrill interference punctuated by distorted laughter.

That was a girl's giggling laughter.

she says.

Guess who I am.

Chu Zihang stood silently by the car door, with Xia Mi and Finger standing behind him with solemn expressions, completely oblivious to the torrential rain that had soaked them to the bone.

Distorted laughter, a cold, rainy night, a bread truck starting up on its own...

All the eerie elements come together to create a chilling ghost story.

This game was vastly different from what they had initially imagined!

"If I'm not mistaken..." Chu Zihang raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Something else has been mixed into this game."

Even if my junior brother had truly prepared this game meticulously for them, he would never have used such a boring and pretentious method to guide them forward.

These are two completely different styles.

"Odin's backlash?" Xia Mi whispered.

This is the most reasonable explanation at present. Even Odin's fake body can easily surpass them. Even Lu Mingfei could not completely manipulate the other party. It is only natural that he would suffer a backlash.

"Possibly, but only possibly. Would Odin play such a trick on us?" Chu Zihang pointed at the radio and said coldly, "A boring trick, deliberately creating an atmosphere. If Odin were only this bad, that would be great. But in reality, he doesn't need such a pointless prank. He only needs to find us to easily kill us."

Fingel nodded in agreement, "Indeed, I also don't think this is Odin's doing. I think it's more like a prank that the young lady and I played."

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi looked at Fingel in surprise.

"Well, when I was little, my next-door neighbor was a girl who was three years older than me, and she loved playing these kinds of pranks," Fingel explained.

Xia Mi said, "The other party has already given us a hint. If we can guess his identity, we may be able to find the key to breaking the deadlock."

Fingel said helplessly, "The problem is, they didn't give us any clues about their identity. Surely 'laughter' can't count as a clue, can it?"

"It's a prank," Xia Mi said softly.

"What?" Fingel was stunned.

"Just like you said, she's playing a prank on us. And the fact that she's here proves that she has some kind of connection with Odin. And she's not affected by the 'game'... Do you still think it's hard to guess who she is?" Xia Mi said quietly.

Chu Zihang closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the cold air, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's her, Fairy Morgan, she really exists! She's joined this game!"

The legend has been confirmed, and the long-standing speculation has finally come to light!

His biggest question right now is what kind of connection exists between Fairy Morgan and Lu Mingfei.

Did Morgan interfere in this game, or did his junior colleague join forces with him?

Even Odin's avatar was affected by this game world, but this legendary figure completely ignored the "game" and even began to take the lead.

The car radio turned on by itself again, the shrill interference accompanied by a woman's gasp. She seemed surprised that the other party had guessed her identity so quickly; the game was over before it even began.

"You're all making amazing progress! You're the best students I've ever taught!" A woman's voice came from the radio.

Her voice is sometimes charming and sometimes sweet, and her style is so changeable that it can be misleading. One second she is a long-haired mature woman with a slim waist and long legs, and the next second she becomes a light and soft loli.

"...Morgan the Witch," Xia Mi whispered.

In the original mythology, Morgana appeared as a fairy, but in later versions she gradually became more like a witch, and eventually became one of the culprits who ruined King Arthur's glory.

"What should I reward you with?" The woman on the other end of the radio seemed to ponder for a moment, then chuckled, "I'll reward you with half an hour of free time. Make the most of it! Now, prepare to answer my next question: Which is more important, the sword or the scabbard?"

"Wait, you..." Chu Zihang's voice had just left his mouth when the piercing interference from the radio suddenly intensified, leaving only a hissing sound.

They stared silently at the radio, which was now crackling again, receiving no signal.

The situation was dire; they were not only facing Odin, who seemed to be able to freely pursue them, but also a being lurking in the shadows, a being who appeared to be a god, and who was manipulating them at will.

They were completely on the defensive and had no ability to overturn the table.

"Get in the car," Fingel suddenly said, pushing the two of them into the bread cart and sitting back in the driver's seat.

"If I'm not mistaken, Odin won't be showing up in front of us for the next half hour." Fingel inserted the car key and sped away with a roar of the engine.

This Wuling van, which far exceeds the realm of ordinary physics, sped along the wide, deserted road.

"We need to do something during this time, instead of just waiting for others to come to us," Fingel emphasized.

Chu Xia and the other person nodded at the same time.

The van sped into the business district, and from a distance, the city's tallest building, the Golden Clock Tower, came into view.

On the ancient Roman-style dial, the engraved iron hands still slowly rotate, while on the platform above the dial, a god-like figure stands there!

All three of them involuntarily held their breath.

Like a statue of a hero from ancient Rome, Odin stands atop the highest point of the city, riding his eight-legged horse.

But this time, Odin didn't throw the spear that represented fate at them, or even glance at them; he just stood there posing.

Instead of moving away in the opposite direction, Fingel drove straight to the Clock Tower.

"Go! Go! Go! Go! Now it's our turn to raid their base! Seize the opportunity and kill them!" Fingel looked fierce and menacing. He drifted and stopped in front of the Clock Tower, yelling as he got out of the car and ran into the Clock Tower.

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi stared blankly at the back of this man who moved like the wind, feeling that Morgan's appearance was not as magical as Fingel's actions.

How could this guy even dare to think that?!

Chu Zihang suddenly snapped out of his daze, gripped the holy sword tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go! At worst, we'll die, and we can start over, but this might be our only chance to get close to Odin!"

Xia Mi jumped up and quickly jogged to catch up with Chu Zihang.

As the two ran into the Clock Tower, Fingel was already waiting by the elevator, waving at them: "Hurry, hurry, get going! Time is money, we must race against the clock!"

The platform above the clock face is a helicopter landing pad; the helicopter that the academy sent to pick up Lu Mingfei took off from here.

Chu Zihang had been here a few times and was fairly familiar with the route.

After reaching the upper floor, they transferred to another elevator and ascended to the platform.

Pushing open the door leading to the platform, they saw a tall, imposing figure standing with his back to them.

"We made the right bet. This guy really can't see us now." Fingel rolled up his sleeves, clearly ready for a big fight.

My editor informed me today that the VIP chapters for this book have been changed. Um... it means that previously the VIP chapters started from chapter 88, but now they start from chapter 69. This won't affect those who have already read it.

(End of this chapter)