"The ice cellar is the collective name for the underground facilities of Kassel College. It is where the experimental locations of the Equipment Department and Research Department are gathered, as well as the marine and terrestrial biological sample rooms, as well as the manufacturing, storage and shelter of alchemy equipment."
The old cowboy brought Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang to the church and introduced them to them. The old cowboy seemed surprisingly reliable when it came to such useful knowledge.
The colorfully painted glass windows in the church appear dreamy with some gorgeous colors in the sunlight, and the sunlight presents light paths in the air, bringing with it a simple and sacred feeling in the silence.
"Then what are we doing in the church?" Mo Qiuran asked, his voice echoing in the empty church, "Is it because there is some sacred baptism ceremony that needs to be done before going to a place like the ice cellar?"
"Oh, that's not the case. There are basically no devout believers in Cassel College. After all, God will not appear to help you when you are slaying a dragon. At most, it is interesting to do it when necessary and show it to outsiders." The old cowboy said and took another sip of wine, "But as for the baptism ceremony, if you bump into the group of people from the research department, they will probably use various sterilization instruments on you... It seems to count?"
"Are they mysophobic?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.
"It's mysophobia, but it's not mysophobia." said the old cowboy.
"You said it, but you didn't say it." Mo Qiuran has always been very experienced in treating others in their own way.
"To be precise, their mysophobia needs to be put in quotation marks, because this mysophobia is towards other people." The old cowboy poured the last bit of wine into his mouth, swallowed it, then waved his hand gracefully, and the bottle drew a graceful curve in the air. Entering the trash can with a unique shape, the unique thing is that it has the shape of a lion's head.
To be honest, having such an artistic style trash can in a place like a church always makes people feel a little out of place with the surrounding atmosphere. But as the bottles flew into the trash can and there was a crisp sound of glass colliding, Mo Qiuran understood, the old feelings Cowboys don't do this kind of thing once or twice.
Maybe when there was no such trash can, the old cowboy just threw it away casually, and then the glass shards and liquor splashed everywhere. After trying to persuade the school to no avail, the school had no choice but to install an additional trash can here. In order to allow the vice principal to The adults were so interested in throwing it there that they even made it look like an animal's head... maybe because they thought cowboys would like to throw nooses at animals' heads?
"For example, if you want to go to their place, you need to go through the most stringent disinfection and wear biochemical protective clothing. The reason is that you need to prevent bacterial contamination from the body, and their place is full of burgers, chicken wings, and cola garbage. It's just thrown around... it's bought from outside, and I remember they were trying to write a paper to prove that it wasn't junk food but traditional food."
The old cowboy led them into the side of the church. As soon as they entered the place, most of the quaint and solemn atmosphere disappeared instantly, because there was no natural lighting. Under the cold light, there were white tiled floors and a metal elevator door. Next to it was A card swipe instead of a button. There are many such situations in Kassel College. Once it appears, it means that permission is required to enter.
"Our school is really full of talents." Mo Qiuran sighed with emotion, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"There is no normal person who can come to this school. The more normal you look at, the more abnormal he is!" The old cowboy laughed, took out a black card and swiped it on the card reader.
"The surveillance has detected that you have been drinking before. According to school regulations, you are not allowed to enter the ice cellar within twenty-four hours..." The elevator door did not burst open but Norma's voice came out.
"That's right, I made that school rule, but there is a bracket at the end that says except for the vice principal." The old cowboy patted the elevator door, "Okay Norma, I designed and built the ice cellar, and I'm keeping it closed here. Even the eyes know the way!”
The elevator beeped twice and opened. It seemed as if Norma had been convinced.
"The vice principal is so domineering!" Mo Qiuran praised.
"That's right! I'm the vice principal!" The old cowboy said proudly.
After a while...
"Vice principal, are we lost?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"Of course not, I'm just showing you around the ice cellar! That way you don't have to worry about going the wrong way in the future!" the vice-principal said with a wave of his hand, "With your rank, you can enter most places in the ice cellar, especially you, Mo Qiu. Ran, S-class has the same power as the principal to some extent, so in order to prevent you from getting into trouble if you make the wrong move in the future, I will take you around in advance!"
"So that's it!" Mo Qiuran said in his heart, if you continue to make it up, I will never refute it.
Chu Zihang was silent on the side. He finally thought about this characteristic of wandering back and forth between reliable and unreliable, and being able to keep up with the rhythm of interaction with Mo Qiuran...
It's you! Fingel!
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"This is where the pure-blood dragon that you got is stored. Research work should have been started on the first day it arrived here. After all, the pure-blood dragon sample in the process of cocooning is very likely to be a mixed-race pair. This is the first capture since the Dragon Clan started research, and the research is of great significance..." The old cowboy said, "But the ice cannot melt, so it can only be sealed and isolated."
In the end, they found a way. With the help of Norma, the most reliable person in Kassel College, surveillance cameras and loudspeakers were naturally everywhere in such an important location as the ice cellar.
As for what the old cowboy was shouting about, "They actually changed the decoration style", "If the mark I left back then wasn't covered up, I wouldn't have found it", "In fact, I rarely take the church road to the ice cellar. "Excuses like...
Just listen.
"We used aerospace rocket insulation layer materials to create isolation measures! We made three layers in total!" The researcher on the side, who was covered in a white protective suit and even the mask was covered with reflective coating, proudly introduced, " Even if we pack up the entire laboratory and throw it out of space like a return capsule, there is no chance of it being destroyed!"
"So are we going to start researching in the return capsule next?" Mo Qiuran became excited, "Is this thing really that strong?!"
"Um... This strength is mainly in terms of temperature insulation. In terms of strength, there is no hard requirement, so we have not reinforced it. If it is really thrown from space, it will not be burned but it will break into a giant discus." The researcher I don't know why, but I suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart, so I quickly explained.
"Oh..." Mo Qiuran suddenly became less interested.
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I'll go... I'm hungover yesterday... I have a headache... and I'll start typing! Go! Huskies are about to cause trouble again!
Lewen
