Li Yongyuan casually leaned on the soft sofa in front of the fireplace, his head resting comfortably on the cushion, and his knees slightly bent.
This is a hall with obvious European style decoration. The surrounding walls are decorated with tall and exquisite reliefs that are lifelike, all of which are the beautified images of the gods in Nordic mythology. The space is large enough to accommodate a gathering of three hundred people.
There were also many members of the Lionheart Club walking around in the museum, and the looks they occasionally cast on the boy were all filled with reverence or fear.
He is the only person who was promoted to an honorary member of the Lionheart Club by the principal before he officially entered school, and now he sits in a position that usually only the president can sit.
But no one dared to come out and accuse him. Ever since he defeated the new king Caesar and some of his heavily armed student council members, they should have known that he was a born monarch and the future leader of the college.
No one dared to come up to say hello. Although the young man behaved extremely easy-going, no one dared to regard the king's kindness as nothing. Emperors in ancient times were usually moody and prone to thunder and rain.
"Sorry, Junior Brother Li, I just finished handling official business and I'm late."
A young man who was as tall as a bear and had a light yellow beard around his face suddenly appeared not far from the boy.
It looks a bit like a young king and his powerful general.
"It's okay, senior. As the president of the Lion Heart Club, you should be busy. I happen to be very free today, so I can afford to wait."
The young man smiled, patted the seat on the side of the sofa, and stood up.
His figure is tall and slender, standing together with Anwar, showing even more nobility and elegance.
"The information you want is in the archives. Come with me." The Middle Eastern man said. He already knew the boy's purpose.
Li Yongyuan followed him, bypassing the intricate corridors in the museum, and after passing the fingerprint test in front of a special elevator, he took the elevator to the archives room on the first floor of the Norton Hall.
The space here is obviously more cramped than on the ground. Hard silver-white metal railings are crisscrossed horizontally and vertically to form stainless steel doors, which are completely blocked in front of the two people who have just stepped out of the elevator. Li Longyuan can vaguely see the thick iron-blue metal door at the end.
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"The security measures in the Norton Hall Archives are no less than that of the U.S. Federal Bank Reserve Vault. The 90-ton metal door can completely block the attack of any individual thermal weapon. Anyone who enters will be warned to redo it every thirty minutes.
The iris test must be done once, otherwise the metal door will fall and seal in one second, and the air pump placed inside will gradually remove the oxygen and fill it with other gases that cannot be breathed by living things, such as nitrogen."
Anwar introduced to Li Yongyuan that the academy's supervision of bloodline refining technology turned out to be stricter than he imagined. No wonder Orthodoxy has not obtained the information for so many years.
"But aren't there many people who know how to explode blood?"
Li Longyuan asked about the doubts in his heart. Indeed, Angers, Anwar, and some outstanding members of the Lion Heart Society have learned more or less.
"You will know when you go in and take a look for yourself. This kind of thing can only be understood but cannot be explained in words."
Anwar gave the boy a very meaningful look, not everyone could get the same benefit from it.
"By the way, any information in the archives is not allowed to be taken out. Junior, you'd better read it inside before coming out."
Finally, the Middle Eastern man gave another thoughtful advice.
"knew."
The boy waved his hand and stood in front of the outermost door. He pushed open the cold-touch metal cover of the door lock and raised his eyes to the light moving up and down.
"The iris recognition test passed successfully, and the identity of the entrant was identified as Li Longyuan, a preparatory student, student number CN."
The electronic female voice of Norma Machine filled the empty corridor, and the white metal fence doors began to separate from the middle, moving to both sides with a low creaking sound.
As Li Longyuan walked in, the thick iron-green metal door that he thought required a manual key to open was also slowly rising.
The fence doors behind him began to close one after another.
The boy didn't hesitate and stepped in.
It is clearly a library and archives room, but it is fully equipped with desks, blankets and instant coffee. It looks more like a study room for an elderly person.
On the rows of dark brown nanmu bookshelves, each thick book is neatly numbered, and some are ancient parchment volumes. The yellowed title pages indicate the long history they have experienced.
Li Longyuan did not rush to find information about bloodline refining, but walked slowly through the passages lined with bookshelves.
Books such as "Dragon Chronicles", "The Origin of Alchemy", "Periodic Table of Words and Spirits·Detailed Explanation", "Dragon Language Ancient Language" appeared in his eyes one after another, and the author's name was printed in Latin on the generous spine.
Some famous people.
Finally, he found a parchment in an inconspicuous corner of the row of bookshelves. It was dusty and unnumbered. It had obviously not been read for a long time.
Li Yongyuan knew that this was the "explosion of blood" technique that Orthodoxy had never mastered.
He reached out and opened it, and the bright golden words in front of him seemed to jump out one by one from the ancient yellowed parchment. The boy only felt that countless symbols were beating in front of him, and these symbols were transmitted into his brain like a stream of binary information.
They are all written in dragon script, with a total of 121 words, but the information they contain is vast.
Many students became dizzy after just one glance, and some even almost fainted inside. If Norma hadn't reminded him in time, he would have been trapped and died because he didn't do the iris test on time.
"It's broken. I forgot to remind Junior Li to read the translation and not touch the original." Anwar, who was outside, slapped his head. Although the amount of information in the translation was not as huge as the original, it was at least easy to accept.
Explosive blood sounds like a high-end thing, but no one really dares to use it more than once.
This is making a deal with the devil with your own life. The higher the stake, the more the devil will one day accept your complete life and turn your body into a non-human and ghostly existence like Deadpool.
Li Longyuan's head swelled more and more, expanding to the limit like the universe at the beginning of creation. Finally, a faint thunder exploded, the chaos dispersed, and the world became clear.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He opened his eyes and found himself in the magnificent hall again.
"Got home."
This time the boy sat down on the gorgeous carpet laid out at the foot of the steps very familiarly, and faced the young man sitting cross-legged on the throne.
"Tell me, why are you here with me this time?"
Li Longyuan turned his back on the guest and took the lead in asking questions.
The emperor stretched out a slender white hand and pressed it on the armrest shaped like a majestic dragon's head, looking at the young man in front of him with curiosity.
This was the first time in so many years that someone dared to talk to him like this.
Actually, interesting.
"The road to becoming a god was stopped a long time ago."
The emperor's thin lips lifted up, and as soon as he spoke, he revealed a shocking secret.
"I know."
The boy nodded.
"oh?"
This time the emperor looked surprised. Based on his knowledge and judgment, the boy should not have understood this.
"Because he has not completed this road, there is something wrong with this road."
The boy spoke with conviction in his tone.
The emperor suddenly realized that even though he was immortal, he could not fully understand everything in the world, especially the human heart.
This kind of baseless belief is really unreasonable, but it makes people feel inexplicably cute.
"I can help you open the road."
Perhaps it was because of his previous gaffe that the emperor urgently needed to restore his image. Or perhaps, he was leading the young man down this path.
In short, such a road to becoming a god that countless hybrids longed for was so easily placed in front of Li Longyuan, just waiting for him to walk through it as easily as walking on a gravel road.
"When you walk out on your own, you will feel at ease. This kind of unearned benefit always feels like it will kill people."
The young man refused rationally without hesitation.
This guy has been using various means to lure me closer to him since he first appeared. Now he is adopting a soft policy and the methods are more subtle. A soldier in a red country will not accept the sugar-coated bullets of feudal capitalism.
"Okay, okay, I know you don't want to."
The emperor said helplessly.
"But I believe that one day, you will roar with red eyes and give me your power!"
The emperor stood up, opened his arms, and his noble dark black robes shook off like mercury pouring out.
"I wouldn't say such nonsense." The young man curled his lips.
Everything in front of me instantly dissipated like bubbles without a trace.
"Hey, please do a routine iris check for those who enter."
Before I knew it, thirty minutes had passed.
Li Longyuan scanned his eyes again.
From the reflection of the pitch-black metal instrument, we could see that his golden pupils had been silently ignited, and there was a faint silver arc flashing, reflecting dazzling light on the mottled outer surface.
Fortunately, the iris test passed smoothly without any danger.
"How is this going?"
The boy whispered to himself.
The blood in his body seemed to be galloping, generating tremendous power every minute and every second. His body was undergoing subtle transformations from the dragon's blood, as if some kind of shackles in his body had been irreversibly opened.
"damn it."
The boy was inexplicably panicked. If he continued at this rate, it wouldn't be long before he gradually lost consciousness and became a deadpool because his blood purity far exceeded the critical blood limit.
In this critical situation, he calmed down according to his body's instincts, and the quiet room mind training he had cultivated since childhood had a remarkable effect.
The boy reflexively recited the unknown ancient sutra silently, and the power rising in his body gradually subsided, and his burning golden eyes dimmed.
This state seemed to be suppressed. Although Li Longyuan could still feel the constant changes in his body, he was no longer as confused as before.
It's like putting a rein on a handsome horse that was originally wild and untamable. With the added power of control, the result is completely different.
"Junior Li, you finally came out."
Seeing Li Yongyuan's figure appear, Anwar stepped forward to greet him, feeling slightly scared.
"Um."
The boy responded. The amount of information received in his mind today was a bit large and he needed to go back and digest it.
"That's good. You don't have to worry too much about the blood-explosion technique."
Anwar was afraid that the boy would be trapped in the pleasure of increasing strength and unable to come out. He did not want to receive a notice one day to besiege and kill Li Yongyuan after joining the execution department.
"I know, thank you senior for your concern."
The boy nodded and waved goodbye to the Middle Eastern man.