"In this way, I finally understand," Angers suddenly realized. "So this is why you didn't have any emotional fluctuations when your apprentice died? I thought you had a cold nature..."
"Hey, don't put those negative words on me. As a cowboy, I have a lot of righteousness!" The old cowboy pressed his cowboy hat, the corner of his mouth was slightly crooked, if he hung another one and lit it If you have a cigar, two revolvers on your waist, and a horse riding on your crotch, it might really be...
No, that's not the case yet. He has to first build up his figure from a potato to something like eight-pack abs.
"So, have you... studied his body?"
Angers was silent for a while, and instead of questioning the old cowboy on such a meaningless matter, he changed the subject.
"What are you thinking about? I'm just an alchemist, do you know what an alchemist is? I'm not a physician!" The old cowboy laughed and said, "Besides, isn't that S-class body still in the cemetery? "
"...Okay, I just checked it a little bit, but it can be regarded as satisfying my curiosity and preparing for any backup measures to prevent Odin..." The old cowboy looked at Angers silently. A little erratic, but still told the truth.
"So what abnormality did you find?" Angers continued to ask with a "Sure enough" expression.
"There is no abnormality. He is completely a mixed race with excellent bloodline, at least physically."
The old cowboy said, "If I weren't confident in the alchemy formation I arranged, I might have suspected that there was something wrong with my memory."
"...In my memory, I personally awarded the outstanding graduate student badge to that S-level student..." Ange breathed out, "And in your memory, that person must be that Chu Tianjiao."
"That's right, this power should be some kind of word spirit that uses the rules themselves, covering the entire world, so all related things are cleared away, unless the bloodline is good enough to block the influence of this word spirit." The old man The cowboy nodded.
"The legendary King of Gods Odin, he is the mortal enemy of the Black King, that is, an existence that can be equated with the End of the End. Since he is such an existence, he controls a kind of rule-based erasure that is spiritually and materially eradicated. A certain kind of speech spirit... seems to make sense."
"But Chu Zihang also remembered it." Ange said.
"Yes, but his mother didn't remember... and Chu Zihang's bloodline is not as good as yours," the old cowboy said, "So I also speculate that this kind of [erased] spirit in this alternative sense can only be used to It will take effect on those who are present and whose bloodline level is not high enough."
"He is worthy of being a legendary god... Such a word spirit... the effect can be called simply terrifying." Ange muttered, "According to what you said, Chu Tianjiao is the executive department specialist of our Kassel College .
After he was defeated by Odin, he put on that set of Odin's armor, took Gangnir, was controlled, and became a 'heroic spirit' under Odin...then what Odin released to replace Chu Tianjiao, What is it again? "
"This is the seriousness of the problem, but without observation of physical evidence at hand, everything can only be speculation." The old cowboy said.
"If I'm talking about speculation... I think it's very likely that the heroic spirit he controlled before was actually completely controlled by him after being replaced. The process of complete control is to wear Odin's weapons, etc. wait.
In the form of Odin, he helps him find better heroic spirits in the Nibelungs... These hybrids who are controlled and then released into humans will play an important role at critical moments!
Over the years, I don’t know how many have been released in this way... The most terrifying thing is that it is very possible that the released 'heroic spirit' himself does not know about this, and only activates it when Odin needs it! "
"This news must not be leaked!" Ange's eyes flashed.
Just imagine, if this news is leaked, no one will believe it, just treat it as a short story and a joke, but if it is true...
Who knows whether the people around you, whether relatives or friends, may be the so-called 'heroic spirits'?
Or, even yourself?
Spreading this kind of news will only do more harm than good and only increase panic!
"Of course the leak will not be leaked. This matter is known to you, me, and the people involved in Mo Qiuran's side." The old cowboy said, "However, this matter must be reported to the school board of directors. I’ll reveal it while I’m at it.”
"Why did you suddenly think of paying attention to the school board of directors?" Angers was stunned.
"Nonsense, of course it's for money!" The old cowboy didn't show off and cursed, "That guy Mo Qiuran doesn't respect teachers at all. I want to see Odin's horse and Gangnir. , you actually want my money! But I heard that you directly promised to leave the spoils to them to take care of? "
"It's like this... Anyway, when the school board asked about it, I said that when I heard the news, I just thought it was children's play, so I didn't pay attention to it," Ange poured it for himself calmly. Cup of tea, "No normal person would think that an S-class can kill Odin...even if it's just Odin's heroic spirit. It makes sense, right?"
"What else do you need to ask me for with your knife-like style?" The old cowboy waved his hand, "I'm not interested in the affairs between you and the school director. I just want to study those things! Of course the funds will be provided by them. Come on, if you tell them about Chu Tianjiao and Ying Ling when the time comes, they will definitely agree!"
"I'm really surprised that such a plan comes from you... Or is it the suggestion provided by classmate Mo Qiuran?" Ange looked at the old cowboy with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.
"Of course I came up with it by myself! Mo Qiuran...well, he just provided a little bit of insignificant advice. You know, it's probably only such a small amount!" The old cowboy made something that would make him The action of losing the Korean market.
"As expected... Okay, since that's the case, you can go with peace of mind. I will arrange the rest for you," Angers said. "Be sure to find out what is going on with the heroic spirit. If you can It would be even better to find an effective screening method... Can your previous alchemy circle still be recreated?"
"No, that was made by using up half of the money I had worked so hard to save over the years! Otherwise, why do you think you can restrain an S-class so easily? Let alone targeting people in the spiritual field. Got it!"
The old cowboy looked at Angers like a farmer looking at a wolf that was unable to resist and was eyeing his own sheepfold.
"..." Angers was silent for a while. He was quite aware of the old cowboy's shamelessness. Judging from the old cowboy's inventory, it was definitely not half of it, but he estimated that it should have some weight.
"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" The old cowboy couldn't help but ask.
"I want to have it for myself." Angers took out a cigar from the drawer, cut it open slowly, and lit it. The rising smoke dispersed the faint scent of tea, and it went from quiet and elegant to fiery and chilling in an instant. .
"...You are so cruel..." the old cowboy said after a moment of silence.
"Those who are not cruel to themselves have long been lying in the cemetery, and I can still sit here and smoke a cigar." Angers chuckled.
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"So what we need to play now is a werewolf killing game...and the scope of the game is all hybrids?" Mo Qiuran's eyes flashed with excitement, "It sounds very interesting!"
"First of all, the scope of the game is not all hybrids. I prefer hybrids in the range of S-level and A-level to have this possibility... and the A-level must be closer to the S-level."
Fingel corrected: "Odin can't select a bunch of cannon fodder to become heroic spirits. Whether it is theoretically analyzed or based on the current situation, only S-class or top A-class should be able to deal with him after being controlled to become heroic spirits. helpful……
Also, this kind of thing is not interesting at all and is very troublesome, do you understand? "
“Strength is status, especially in the mixed-race world, and the principle of bloodline class supremacy is adhered to... The higher the bloodline class, the greater the authority it has access to, and the greater its combat effectiveness and role. "Chu Tianjiao nodded.
"Then the problem now comes. It is impossible to thoroughly investigate S and A, unless the detection method is so convenient that it does not infringe on personal privacy and can be done by individuals... It is very difficult to complete if you think about it. It's something." Fingel frowned.
"Yes, this kind of thing can only be left to the teacher to worry about. After all, if there is nothing he can do with his alchemy skills, he may have to ask the King of Bronze and Fire, the origin of alchemy, to help... But that is obviously It's impossible, right?" Chu Tianjiao said.
"Yes... fortunately there is a vice-principal... senior brother! Your reasoning is really amazing!" Fingel sighed with admiration.
"It's the same, junior brother, you are the same! You are indeed the teacher's outstanding disciple!" Chu Tianjiao also started to brag.
"Oh, at this time, there's no need to mention things like that..." Fingel laughed.
In this way, the two started a mutual business model.
"Okay, okay, I know you two are very eloquent and have strong analytical skills...how to deal with these things now?" Mo Qiu's index finger rotated against the iron surface engraved with various dragon runes.
Although it is a mask, there are no holes on it at all, and the eyes are completely made of another material. Mo Qiuran guessed that this should be a pair of golden pupils of the person under the mask showing the effect of a single golden eye. layout.
"Speaking of which, I suddenly thought of a question worth exploring." Before Fingel and the others could answer, Mo Qiuran then rotated the iron plate on his finger and asked a lot of questions that sounded strange at first glance. A feeling of "Hey, this is a question worth exploring."
"There are no holes in this mask. Uncle, how did you solve your breathing problem? Also, have you needed to eat in the past three years? If so, what did you eat? Can potatoes or other things be grown in the Nibelungs? If so, If you grow something, how will the yield be? By the way, if you eat, how will you deal with excretion and bathing? It should be difficult to take off this armor, right?"
A lot of questions made Chu Tianjiao deep in thought.
How to answer this? Could it be that three years passed without any memory of him, that he was driving Chu Zihang on the viaduct and then disappeared as soon as he closed and opened his eyes? Wouldn't that be too negative to say? Give people the feeling that they are weak?
In fact, Chu Tianjiao doesn't mind showing his weakness in front of other people. After all, he has been used to it for so many years of performing tasks, but of course he is a little embarrassed in front of Chu Zihang. After all, he seems to be okay after hearing what he said before. It's easy to be impressive in front of your son. If you give in now, will the relationship become sour or something because of the huge gap?
Comrade Chu Tianjiao didn't know that because of his black material recorder properties, his son had repeatedly thought about sending him back and killing him as Odin. At this time, he was still weighing the gains and losses.
Otherwise, let’s give a serious answer… But how should we answer this? Make one up? By the way, why is the question raised by this classmate Mo Qiuran so bizarre yet inexplicably reasonable? Isn’t this brain circuit a bit strange? Are you serious about growing potatoes in the Nibelungs? Why not say Siberia?
Chu Zihang looked at Chu Tianjiao, who was obviously in a turmoil of logic, and remained silent. Anyone who comes into contact with Mo Qiuran will generally experience this situation. It may take a few times to understand and get used to it...
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At this time, in the senior high school classroom of Shilan Middle School, Lu Mingfei, who was unaware of this, was in class.
Of course, it wasn't exactly in class... He was checking the text message repeatedly on his mobile phone. He glanced at it and then looked at the blackboard again. After a while, he couldn't help but check it again.
It would probably be quite appropriate if a sign was erected in front of him at this moment with the words "No three hundred taels of silver here" written on it.
Lu Mingfei was shocked by the content of the text message... It was a text message reminder from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, reminding him that the bank card that had been waiting for help since the application was completely exhausted today.
In fact, it was almost bursting. After all, the relevant departments would come to inquire about the unknown origin of large amounts of wealth, but the feeder went through the procedures very thoughtfully and submitted it to the relevant departments.
That's why Lu Mingfei could be so stable in the classroom and check the huge sum of money he received from time to time.
He actually doesn’t have a very big idea about money. After all, his biggest dream is to own some genuine game discs and a PS console of his own. He can drink Coke if he wants to. Generally speaking, he is the kind of person who “just needs enough.” , more is better” situation.
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