The crisp doorbell rang, 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 his eyes were dark brown.
"Chris! 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, for this trip, I gave up my vacation on a nudist beach in France."
The tall and charming girl also smiled,
said cheerfully.
"Come in quickly,
Recently, my uncle received a commission from a client, and I'm afraid there may be some lack of care."
The middle-aged man welcomed the girl into the door,
He whispered apologetically.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm old now and 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 are almost no extra decorations, and the surrounding walls are empty.
"Uncle, you haven't found a girlfriend yet?"
Chris stuck out her tongue and muttered something under her breath. 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 Lenore, the youngest and earliest independent brother who left France to work hard, especially when he was in his thirties.
I haven't even had a girlfriend yet.
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 having 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 have finally come across the ocean and don't question your uncle as soon as we meet. I want to ask you,
Do you have a boyfriend?"
The middle-aged man looked at him critically and spoke half-jokingly.
The girl's fair face suddenly turned red,
For a moment I didn't know how to respond.
"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 to the kitchen with his back to the girl, put on the gray apron hanging on the shelf next to him, and sharpened his knife.
“French baked snails.”
The girl is 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 Yongyuan 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 in 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 just came to talk to your president about something."
Perhaps seeing the majesty of a 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. His whole body is 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 his whole body was boiling, burning, and bursting out with infinite power.
"Ordinary training can only keep me in peak condition. Only intense training can help me tap into deeper potential."
The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time before Chu Zihang spoke.
In fact, there are no clear boundaries in the strength of hybrids. Unlike characters in fantasy novels about cultivating immortals, they have clear levels of building foundations, elixirs, and divine realms.
But the difference in strength among mixed-race species is real.
This is the origin of the lineage theory.
Quite a number of mixed-race species respect blood and equate blood with strength. Even 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 their bloodline being 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 Slaying Family.
But his existence and the story of his fortune are the best evidence in itself. It was this S-class bloodline and 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 at the beginning 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 Lionheart President's Office, 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 the school. They go to unknown and secret places around the world to search 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, to put it more simply, 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 all the time.
"I thought you were here to advise me to play it safe and use less violence."
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's 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 demons who plot the world will also tremble.
"Looking at how quickly you came, 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, and all the staff in white clothes stared at their respective host screens with bated breath.
"Minister, all recent transaction records on evolutionary drugs in the North American headquarters 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 handbag companies that provided false business licenses, and the transactions were canceled once.
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 will be eight o'clock tomorrow night, and the location will be the Ingewood Community in South City."
The researcher followed up with a 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 blocked 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 network 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……"
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 conquer their opponents with strength? This mission is the best way for them to understand the world."
Schneider reassured the researcher directly.
"Is that for all students, or are they graduating seniors?"
The man still asked a question.
"This task is only open to freshmen, plus that guy Fingel alone."
Schneider's answer became weird and unpredictable with 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 the red warning sign at the end of the document, which warned all freshmen that their lives were in danger, was still seen by them.
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 very popular, and 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."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A girl named Victoria spoke, and there were memories and fears between the lines.
"Most of them are ordinary people carrying guns, and only one of their targets is a degenerate hybrid on the verge of A-level."
Some seniors who also participated in that war practice class quickly spoke 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 a number may seem small, but the casualties actually occurred, which means that a fresh life was 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 this hybrid at that time was led by Caesar, the current student council president, and was an elite team with all A-level members. At the cost of two minor injuries and one serious injury in the team, they successfully killed him."
Seeing that it was Caesar who took action in the end, the many students who peeked 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 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 very insightfully. Don't ask him why he participated in this mission with the new students, because he also wants to know!