"It's true, doctor, accidents are always inevitable," the masked man replied, "What should be the next step?"
"...This situation reminds me of the experimental subject half a month ago. It was the same thing that time. An accident... What an accident. It was precisely because the experimental subject that time was solved without any performance that I asked you to arrange it. For this experiment, the location was chosen in the city, hoping to show the power of perfect evolution with a perfect record. Only with such achievements can our organization have sufficient status... As long as there are enough interests, those guys from the Secret Party will even Are you willing to secretly support our research!" The doctor murmured.
"But...if this experiment succeeds, we will become mortal enemies with Cassel College. Cassel College is supported by the secret party." The masked man hesitated and said.
"What do you think those guys in the secret party are? They are just a group of old scum who are willing to give up everything for their own interests! What's more, they have long been unhappy with Angers, but they can't find anyone who can replace them. Angers There is only one, and if my potion is successful, then I alone will be able to increase the strength of the entire hybrid species to an unimaginable level! In that case, no matter what I have done before, they will only regard me as their savior," the doctor said, "But this experiment failed again! This is unacceptable to me!"
"..." The masked man was silent. Silence was what was needed at this time.
"Two special freshmen... Come back first. We need to hibernate for a while. Also, I need to investigate the information of these two freshmen. Their powerful abilities... I am very curious!" said the doctor, "In order to evolve perfectly. !”
"For perfect evolution!" Hearing this, the pale masked man with a grimace showed enthusiasm in his eyes.
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"What's going on! Has it been solved? The students are not in danger!"
Professor Guderian finally got through to Professor Schneider, wiping the sweat from his smooth head and asked anxiously.
"There was a problem, but it has been solved." Professor Schneider replied.
"Huh..." Professor Guderian finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew Fingel was still very reliable! Professor Schneider, you are even more reliable! It's normal for a little accident to happen in such an action, right? I'm sure Solved easily!"
"It was indeed a 'minor' accident. It was just a pure-blood dragon that emerged from a cocoon and revived." Professor Schneider said coldly.
"What? Pure...pure-blooded dragon clan? Also transformed into a cocoon?! Wait, Schneider, are you kidding? This is not something that can be joked about!" Professor Guderian was stunned.
"Won't you know when that thing is transported back to school?" Professor Schneider said, "Okay, I still have things to deal with."
"Wait a minute, do I still need to do the orientation training?" Professor Guderian asked subconsciously, but the next second he heard a "haha" sneer, and then a blind tone came from the phone.
"This..." Professor Guderian felt that his mind was blank. What is this? He obviously just sent his students to pick up the new students, so why did something happen to the pure-blood dragon clan?
The next moment his cell phone rang, so he was stunned when he picked it up and saw the name of the caller.
"School... principal?"
Professor Guderian cautiously answered the phone.
"Professor Guderian, I think you already know what happened, right?" the principal asked.
"I really didn't expect this to happen...I am willing to take full responsibility for it!" Professor Guderian understood. It seemed that something big had happened, and he was definitely to blame.
"What?" The principal was stunned.
"...What...what?" Professor Guderian realized something was wrong.
"So you don't know yet," the principal said suddenly. "Please go find Professor Schneider to find out more about Professor Guderian. I called because I heard that because Professor Schneider was temporarily busy, you were the one responsible for the orientation training for the new students. And I happened to be here, so I will conduct the orientation training later."
"Oh...Okay." Professor Guderian's mind went blank again.
"Then it's settled." The principal hung up the phone.
a long time.
"What happened? Why did the principal go there? Is it really a pure-blooded dragon? But what's going on with the entrance training in person?" Professor Guderian felt that there were a hundred thousand reasons in his mind. Wandering, confusion made him keep rubbing the top of his head. Fortunately, it was already bald and there was no worry of hair loss.
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"So this is the school's exclusive train?" Mo Qiuran looked up at the church-like dome of the Chicago train station and asked.
"Yes, CC1000 express train," Fingel played with the black magnetic card with the silver lush World Tree pattern printed on it in his hand, and looked satisfied after having had a good meal, "Fortunately, this time it's with the two of you. At the same time, the class distinction in the school is very obvious. High-class students will be picked up by trains when they arrive at the station. They get on the train from the VIP channel and the whole process will not cause any commotion. However, if low-class students like me come alone, If so, then you have to wait. The arrival of the train at the station is completely irregular, and you don’t know when it will come! This difference in treatment is like the gap between the nobles in power and the serfs in the Middle Ages!"
"So, senior, how did you, who used to be a noble in power, end up as a serf now?" Mo Qiuran asked sincerely.
"It's not important. What's important is that I have indeed been brilliant!" Fingel waved his hand, and then he may have felt that such words were too unconvincing, so he changed his words and said, "I want to experience all kinds of things in the world and experience every situation." The gap between the treatment of one class can only be understood by the huge shortcomings of this system, so that I can pave the way for the lofty ideal in my heart! That is to change the social system and eliminate all evil capitalism!"
"I think your lofty ideal, senior, is to deliberately conceal the fact that there will be a car to pick us up when we arrive at the station and then trick us into eating a buffet." Mo Qiuran showed a wise look in his eyes, as if he could see through everything.
"Of course not, am I that kind of person?" Fingel immediately shook his head and said.
"Senior, you even let it slip!" Mo Qiuran scolded angrily.
"Yes, you heard it wrong!" Fingel shook his head repeatedly, refusing to admit it, and immediately changed the subject, "The train is here!"
The train has indeed arrived, the bells and train whistles are ringing, the light of the car lights flashes on the platform, the elevated railway sheds bright sparks as the train passes by, night has already fallen, and the CC1000 express train has just entered the station.
