"Before we start, you need to sign this confidential document." Schneider handed the two documents to Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran. The documents were written in Latin mixed with English.
"Isn't the school implementing a Chinese teaching system?" Mo Qiuran asked instead of signing.
"It's the Chinese teaching system." Schneider answered.
"Then why is it written in Latin and English when signing a confidentiality agreement?" Mo Qiuran looked over the confidential document over and over, and then whispered to Chu Zihang, "Do you understand? Will they be here?" What unfavorable clauses are hidden in it? It’s so sinister that we have to guard against it!”
Schneider: "..."
There are only three people in this room. You don’t want anyone to hear your whisper!
Besides, your whisper didn't go anywhere. I heard it, I heard it!
"This is because the school's Chinese teaching system has been reformed in recent years... so the confidentiality agreement still follows the original format." Schneider thought it would be better to explain it to prevent Mo Qiuran from misunderstanding the school. "Actually, this confidentiality agreement is Relevant information must be kept confidential from ordinary people, and if you want to withdraw, you must accept 'memory cleaning', which is just some normal terms."
"Is it really okay to talk about memory cleaning so calmly?" Mo Qiuran said, "It sounds a lot like the kind of mysterious organization that kills people without blinking an eye!"
"We generally don't kill people." Schneider corrected after thinking carefully.
"So the others just acquiesced?" Mo Qiuran looked shocked.
But in Schneider's opinion, it was more like... he was improvising, because when he said this, Mo Qiuran was signing the agreement, and so was Chu Zihang.
Schneider finally understood the truth. If you pay too much attention to what Mo Qiuran said, you will consume a lot of brain cells for no reason. In the end, you will find that Mo Qiuran may just talk casually.
"We don't kill people." Schneider felt that he couldn't go on like this. His majesty as the executive minister didn't seem to be exuded at all in front of the two teenagers who were about to become freshmen. Instead, he was constantly being taken over, so he took over the two The person signed a confidentiality agreement, operated the computer to bring up a document, and projected it on the screen, "We slay the dragon."
It was a picture. The clarity of the projector did not affect the ferocious picture at all. The sky was iron blue mixed with the color of flames. The only giant tree stood, with dead branches extending in all directions, woven into a dense sheet. The net, the sky with cracked support pillars, the giant tree standing on the wasteland full of dead bones, the black giant beast stood up from the depths of the bones, its wings were covered with skeletons, it opened its huge membrane wings, looked up to the sky and spit out black flames, as if to Destroy everything.
"Dragon King Nidhogg, according to the Nordic mythology "Old Edda", at Ragnarok, it will bite off the roots of Yggdrasil, the World Tree, and on that day, the world will be destroyed." Schneider looked away from the projection where he could feel the pressure coming from the depths of his bloodline even just looking at the picture. He turned around and planned to see how Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang were performing now.
He even felt that he had already guessed the expression on Mo Qiuran's face. It would be extremely shocked, extremely solemn, and completely speechless...
Then--
"Western dragon? It looks very cool!" Mo Qiuran praised, "How do you usually cook it?"
"...Cooking?" Schneider couldn't help but hesitate. Although he was a foreigner, his Chinese learning results were still good. For example, he also knew that cooking had two meanings. The next moment he asked, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that he had asked a question. Stupid question. Obviously, what Mo Qiuran meant was definitely not the actual dish!
I must want to ask how they deal with such a powerful dragon clan!
Just when Schneider was about to explain the method of slaying the dragon, he heard Mo Qiuran's next words.
"Just how to cook." Mo Qiuran was still looking at the picture with very focused eyes.
But at this time, Schneider didn't think it was a shock.
simply……
It's like looking at which part of the dragon's body is delicious?
What an outrageous idea! Schneider was shocked by his own thoughts, and even began to wonder if he had heard Mo Qiuran's words correctly: "Cooking... cooking?"
"Yes, it looks big!" Mo Qiuran opened his hand and gestured, "Dragon, such a big dragon! Since the school's mission has always been to slay dragons, why don't we taste the dragon meat after slaying the dragon? Is dragon meat delicious? It must have also summarized cooking methods, right? For example, "A Tasting of Eighteen Ways to Make Dragon Meat"?"
"Maybe it's poisonous or not tasty." Chu Zihang said on the side.
"Ah... that's right. It's so dark, it may contain toxins... and if it's too big, the meat may taste bad..." Mo Qiuran looked like he was thinking seriously.
"It's not poisonous, but if the meat is old, you can try baking soda. The premise is that the protein of dragon meat is acidic," Chu Zihang seemed to be giving advice seriously, "or beating it multiple times and stewing it under high pressure can also help. Effect."
Schneider was silent, and the supposed serious orientation training unexpectedly started to go astray. This was actually as expected, because Schneider had experienced it many times in just half an hour, and in total it might have been more than what he had experienced in the previous year. But Schneider couldn't accept the deviation this time. They were actually seriously discussing cooking...how to cook with dragon meat!
Shouldn't it be shocking? Suddenly, I heard that creatures like dragons, which normal people only think exist in legends, appeared in reality and were about to destroy the world! Wouldn’t a normal person be totally disbelieving or be so scared that he can’t speak?
For a while, Schneider even began to wonder if dragons were actually used as ingredients in ancient Chinese legends and left very delicious comments.
Otherwise, why would you immediately think of how to eat it?
Moreover, even if Mo Qiuran went off track, why did Chu Zihang, who seemed very reliable, start to go off track?
Can we only say that the two of them are indeed good friends? Can you go to a mental circuit at any time?
Schneider fell into doubting his life, and he suddenly began to regret that he had accepted the two of them because they had excellent bloodlines...
"Everything about dragons is extremely corrosive. This corrosiveness refers to the corrosion of blood. If it is touched rashly, it will cause the proportion of dragon blood in the hybrid to increase. Once the proportion exceeds 50%, the hybrid will be Then he will uncontrollably transform into a dragon, and finally turn into an irrational Deadpool who only kills and devours flesh and blood." In the end, Schneider, who had recovered, chose to open his mouth to control the field.
There was no way, if he didn't speak again, Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang would discuss whether dragon meat was better grilled or stewed!
