"jingle!"
The doorbell rang loudly, and through the peephole, a casually dressed girl could be seen standing at the door with a suitcase.
"Crack!"
The solid steel lock core of the anti-theft door spring was opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a light brown suit, a tough and deep face, and elegant gold-framed glasses showed his figure and dark brown eyes.
"Chrissy! It's so nice to meet you, my sweet little angel."
He first scanned the surroundings with his peripheral vision without leaving a trace, then opened his arms, showed a bright smile, and made a close kiss to the girl in front of him.
"Uncle, I gave up my vacation on a nudist beach in France for this trip."
The tall and charming girl also smiled and said cheerfully. @
"Come in quickly. My uncle has recently received a commission from a client. I'm afraid there may be some lack of care."
The middle-aged man welcomed the girl in and whispered apologetically.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm old now, I can go shopping by myself."
Chris waved her hand. Although she hadn't seen her uncle in the United States for a long time, her feelings for him seemed to be the same as her childhood memories, gentle and kind.
The room is not big but very clean. Except for necessary furniture such as sofas, tables and chairs, there is almost no extra decoration, and the surrounding walls are empty.
"Uncle, you haven't found a girlfriend yet?"
Chris stuck out her tongue and muttered something softly. After all, she came to Chicago for vacation this time. In addition to her uncle's video call invitation, she also brought her mother's advice.
My mother has always been very concerned about this younger brother Lenore, who was the youngest and the first to be independent and who left France to work hard, especially when he was in his thirties and had never even had a girlfriend.
This is simply an anomaly among the French who have always pursued romance and longed for love.
"Maybe I'm too busy at work and don't have time."
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile to his little niece.
Chris also realized the offense in her previous words, stretched out her hand to cover her lips slightly, and finally shrugged inadvertently.
"By the way, uncle, is the job of a foreign trade manager really hard?"
The girl asked patiently and considerately. After all, in developed countries like France, the productivity of all walks of life has basically reached its peak, and people would be more willing to spend time on afternoon tea instead of working hard.
"It's okay, I just need to stay at work longer. As long as there are orders from customers, we have to deal with them as soon as possible."
Leno, who has blond hair, smiled, but his eyes were complicated.
"Okay, Chris, you finally traveled across the ocean to come here. Don't come to question your uncle as soon as we meet. I want to ask you if you have a boyfriend?"
The middle-aged man looked at him critically and spoke half-jokingly.
The girl's fair face suddenly turned red, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"Hahaha!"
The man's hearty laughter immediately echoed in the living room.
"Whatever you want to eat for lunch, my uncle will cook it for you personally."
He walked towards the kitchen with his back to the girl, put on the gray step apron hanging on the shelf next to him, and sharpened his knife.
“French baked escargots.”
The girl was joking.
"We don't have fresh snails. How about the leftover chicken sandwich and green salad in the refrigerator?"
The man responded with the same smile.
Lionheart Club, Norton Hall
In the grand and solemn venue, Li Longyuan was just like last time, lazily leaning on the sofa and teasing the feather eagle on his shoulder in boredom.
A large group of prestigious elites from the student union stood respectfully beside him with their hands folded in front of them, looking as serious as the ministers listening to His Highness.
"Let's all leave. I'm just here to talk to your president about something."
Or seeing the majesty of this gangster, Li Longyuan chuckled and waved his hands, and the group of students bowed and retreated.
Shortly after the leadership of the student union left, the young man wearing sunglasses, black overalls and a simple T-shirt appeared in the sight of Tianquan's constant investigation.
Hidden under the black lenses are the hot golden dragon pupils, with explosive and shocking power lurking inside.
He was as dangerous as a ferocious dragon.
"Senior Brother Chu, did you go to the archives again to browse the methods of violent blood technology?"
Li Longyuan still opened his hands casually, propped himself on the top of the sofa, and looked squarely at the figure in front of him.
Chu Zihang nodded lightly. He rarely felt like he couldn't control his body. It was as if the blood in the whole body was boiling, burning, and bursting out with infinite power.
"Ordinary training can only keep me in peak condition, and only violent blood can help me tap into deeper potential."
The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time before Chu Zihang spoke.
There is actually no clear boundary between the strength of hybrids. Unlike the characters in fantasy cultivating immortals, it has clear levels of building foundations, elixirs, and transforming into gods.
But the difference in strength among mixed-race species is real.
This is where the blood theory comes from.
Quite a few mixed-race species respect bloodline and equate bloodline with strength. Even if this unreasonable blindness makes many scholars object.
However, since the establishment of Kassel Academy, the statistics of dragon-slaying heroes recorded in history are almost all of A-level or above, which is close to the manifestation of pure-blooded dragons.
As the current principal of Kassel College, Angers possesses Time Zero, although he has never publicly supported the bloodline theory promoted by the Dragon Slayer Family.
But his existence and the story of his fortune are the best evidence in itself. @·无码First~~ It was this S-class bloodline, the unparalleled noble dragon blood, that allowed him to escape from poverty and become the pinnacle of the world.
Although what Blood Mourning brought him was a hundred years of loneliness and constant struggle with dragons, a sword epic soaked in blood and fire.
Chu Zihang is obviously aware of this now, so he keeps squeezing his physical strength to improve his greater abilities.
"I warned you back then that this is an extremely dangerous road."
Li Longyuan frowned slightly and took back the palm that had been pressing on Tianquan's head.
"I must take this road."
The firmness in Chu Zihang's words was no longer enough to be shaken by outsiders.
Unlike the wealthy Caesar and the mysterious Li Yongyuan, he has only lived in an environment of ordinary people since he was a child. Even when he came to Kassel to go to school, all he could rely on was himself and the magical sword Murasame in his hand.
When Schneider saw him for the first time, he commented that he was like a lone wolf hiding in the dark night, with his claws and teeth restrained, just waiting for his enemy to emerge from the sky.
"I'm looking for you this time to ask you to officially join the execution department and become my teammate."
Li Longyuan did not dwell too much on this issue. Everyone has their own thoughts and choices. As a friend, he could only give a reminder.
He reached out and took out a snow-white document with a special silver arabesque pattern from the side. It was wrapped in a black folder. You could clearly see the team emblem of the executive department and a sharp sword hidden under the solid shield with flamboyant tassels. The wings slowly unfolded from both sides.
Chu Zihang took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and looked through it in front of his face.
He had seen a similar agreement before, in the office of the Lionheart president, at the desk of the previous president, Anwar Abed Said Rahman.
In the words of the former president, the executive department specialists are the most elite group of students who have graduated from our school. They go to unknown and hidden places around the world, looking for traces of dragons and fallen hybrids.
For example, Ye Sheng and Shu De Aki, as well as previous presidents of the Student Union and Lion Heart Club, are all under the Executive Department.
Kassel College has established an Angel Foundation specifically for the Executive Department, which covers almost all economic and consumption issues for the commissioners.
In other words, problems that can be solved with money are no longer problems for them.
The price is that you need to face a high-pressure environment and the threat of death at all times.
"I thought you were here to advise me to play it safe and use less violent blood."
Chu Zihang made a rare lukewarm joke, but signed his name on the agreement without hesitation.
If nothing else goes wrong, I will receive an invitation from the Executive Department in the second half of my junior year, but now it is just a little earlier.
“Sometimes I wish I could live a peaceful and carefree life.
, but for people like us, it is obviously impossible. "
Li Longyuan suddenly stood up, his slender body looking even more proud under the golden light. @*~~
Just like the moment the emperor steps down from the throne, the demons and monsters who plot the world will also tremble.
"Looking at how quickly you arrived, the execution department must have made some moves recently."
Chu Zihang's eyelids drooped slightly.
"So I'm inviting powerful allies to join."
Li Longyuan showed his white teeth and smiled brightly.
library, central control room
A huge flow of data and information poured in continuously along the cables, turning into fluorescent green codes. The clicking sounds of keyboards were heard continuously. All the staff in white clothes stared at their respective host screens with bated breath.
"Minister, all recent transaction records on evolutionary drugs in North America are here."
A researcher wearing glasses handed over a report and presented it to Schneider.
"What about the deal that's about to happen?"
Schneider flipped through the records casually. According to the data, most of these transaction locations were in slums, red-light districts and other chaotic and poorly regulated places. Most of the organizations that provided evolutionary drugs used companies that provided false business licenses, and the transactions were canceled once they were made. At one time, the company name and legal person name were constantly changed.
It is very difficult to query based on history, and there is a lack of strong enough clues.
"Chicago Dormammu International Foreign Trade Company, the trading time is eight o'clock tomorrow night, the location is the Ingewood community in South City."
The researcher followed up with the report.
"Chicago..."
Schneider couldn't help but think after listening to his subordinate's words, and then turned into a sneer.
"It's really dark under the lamp."
He stretched out his palm and slightly covered the clear light above his head, leaving a dark shadow behind.
It's just a pity that if they knew about the ability of a super artificial intelligence to mine network data, they should know that any transaction that can be concluded through the Internet would be difficult to escape Norma's monitoring.
The faint blue light from the large electronic screen refracted in front of his lenses as the iron-blooded minister issued orders one after another without expression.
Satan's plan officially begins.
"By the way, it seems that the war practice class tasks for this semester have not been announced yet. Now go to the student system on the academic side to send them."
He waved his hand in the air and said to the researcher responsible for recording and delivering orders.
"This...".br>
The man seemed a little hesitant. After all, every student is a seed carefully cultivated by Kassel College, and there is no room for loss.
"If there is an accident, I will be responsible for it. Don't those young people always clamor for actual combat and use their strength to conquer their opponents? This mission is the best way for them to understand the world."
Schneider directly reassured the researcher of any concerns.
“Is that for the entire student body, or is that for graduating seniors?”
The man still asked.
"This task is only open to freshmen, plus that guy Fingel alone."
Schneider's answer became strange and unpredictable as his smile. After all, it was the principal's request.
The man couldn't help but feel sorry for what this new class of students was about to experience.
At the Night Watch Forum, many students were still staring at the screen, shocked by the title of this year's war practice class.
For the sake of confidentiality, the people in the executive department spoke in very general terms, but they still saw the red warning sign at the end of the document that all freshmen should pay attention to because it was life-threatening.
This is a hunt, but until the moment the hunt ends, no one knows whether the identity of the hunter and the prey will be reversed.
But soon, the topic became hot. In addition to freshmen, senior students also actively participated in the discussion.
"Last year in the war practice class, we were divided into twenty-six combat teams including ABCD to search for major murderers who had escaped in the past thirty years within North America."
A girl named Victoria spoke, and there were memories and fears in her words.
“They were mostly regular guys carrying guns with one target in mind.
It is a corrupted hybrid species on the verge of A-level. "
Some seniors who also participated in that war practice class spoke quickly at the bottom of the post to share their experience with the juniors.
"Despite this, members of four groups were initially hit, resulting in seven minor injuries, three serious injuries, and one person who was shot in the lung and died after rescue efforts failed."
Victoria continued.
Such numbers may seem small, but casualties actually occurred, which means that fresh lives were lost forever at that moment. They were elite hybrids like them who had received higher education and had dragon blood.
"After that class, I realized that it takes all the strength of a lion to fight a rabbit, let alone a criminal with a gun and a vicious heart. Even if they are just ordinary people."
Someone is sighing.
"So, what about the fallen hybrid with dragon blood? What will be his fate?"
If such a hybrid went crazy, it would probably cause a lot of damage.
"The team responsible for chasing the hybrid at that time was led by Caesar, the current student council president, and all members were A-level elite teams. They successfully killed him at the cost of two minor injuries and one serious injury in the team."
Seeing that Caesar was the one to take action in the end, many students peeping at the screen couldn't help but nodded slightly. If it were him, he could indeed ensure that the casualty rate was kept within a very small range, at least the entire team would not be wiped out.
"This incident tells us that we must learn to find our thighs in advance."
The Flame Dragon Slayer spoke with great insight. Don't ask him why he joined the new students on this mission, because he wants to know too! .
