All Lionheart Club members present put their right hands on the badges on their chests, with solemn and sacred expressions.
If there is any difference between them and the student associations that have emerged in the college in recent years, it is the long history of its establishment.
Meineke Cassel, a legendary figure in the history of dragon slaying, created this organization and successfully gave it soul and meaning.
They are the core of the Secret Party's youth organization, a faction that is firmly hostile to the Dragon Clan, and a society composed of elite hybrids with the fearlessness of a lion.
When Chu Zihang personally took the pure white quill pen, dipped it in the light golden dragon's blood, and signed his name behind the past presidents.
An invisible network has been spread out, and all the hybrids that respond to it can be connected.
Li Yongyuan was the only spectator in the audience who still acted free and carefree. He did not wear a badge and was dressed tall and outstanding in a blue shirt.
No matter how big the Lion Heart Club is and how profound its intentions are, for Mr. Li, it's still a little bit behind.
Just like a pride of lions should be tightly united to hunt, the dragon that swallows fire does not need to. When its dragon wings spread out, everything should crawl under the black shadow that blocks the sky and the sun, as small as dust.
The white doves on the roof of the auditorium flew down in the sunshine, and the church bells rang melodiously. On this perhaps ordinary day, a new page of poetry opened.
Will a new legend like Meineke be born at this moment?
No one knows that they are gathered here just to embrace this moment and cheer for a bright and dazzling life.
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The 3D holographic projection of the aqua blue planet is illuminated by dense red dots, and each red dot is spreading outward with an aperture. After being enlarged according to the proportion, the fluctuation range is mostly between 50-100 kilometers.
This represents the scope of impact that may result in major accidents after a hybrid or dragon crisis event occurs.
Minister Schneider stared at the screen motionless, his iron-gray eyes unique to the Aryans showing a hint of iron blood.
This is the general command room of the Kassel College Executive Department. They complete the task of transmitting and receiving data with the specialists through in-orbit satellites, and the time lag between messages is almost completely eliminated.
The artificial intelligence secretary Norma will process and summarize the messages based on the executive specialist's report, sort them according to timeliness and importance through a specific algorithm, and deliver the most important and urgent batch of documents to Schneider.
"The heir to the Miller family, a wealthy businessman in Chicago, has accepted the invitation and will be there on time on September 10th."
The people in the computer room got up and walked to the man to report.
"Minister, do we need to take immediate enforcement action?"
The specialist responsible for tracking and tracing asked further.
"No need, inform Commissioner Ye Sheng and proceed with the work according to the original plan."
Schneider waved his hand and ordered the visitor to leave.
The man stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his chin. The old cowboy's roar seemed to still echo in his ears.
He is old and comfortable, indulging in fried chicken and alcohol, like an aging lion that has lost its mane.
But the students in this college cannot live in peace like him. They are born dragon-slaying warriors, and they should grow up by bathing in blood and fire.
Although the guys at the Japanese branch are unkind in some ways, Schneider still agrees with certain concepts.
"Performing the way of men is the best way to become the ultimate man." This is the most classic sentence in the Japanese Yakuza culture that believes in the strong.
Think of it as giving them a practical war lesson in advance.
An intriguing smile appeared on Schneider's pale face.
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Classroom on the second floor of the library
When Li Longyuan and Chu Zihang, both dressed in school uniforms, walked into the examination room side by side, quite a number of people had already gathered in the classroom. They were all freshmen of mixed race from all over the world, with different skin colors.
They stood scattered throughout the class, each with a different look, and few spoke. The influence of Bloodmourne had not been completely eliminated, and the flowing dragon blood made them lonely and silent.
But Li Yongyuan still attracted everyone's attention when he came in. It's like when a dazzling sun comes into sight, it's hard for you to remain indifferent.
The carefully tailored dark green school uniform looks noble and elegant on the boy.
He did not deliberately restrain his heartbeat. With the keen hearing of the mixed race, he could completely feel the strong pulse, which was the heart beating as vigorously as an ancient dragon.
This is an absolute king. When he steps into this place, it means that it is difficult for anyone to dare to show provocation or disrespect on his face.
Chu Zihang, the new president of the Lion Heart Club, was still as usual, waiting for the 3e exam to start with an expressionless expression.
If freshmen were not required to take this exam before entering school, he would not need to take this exam at all.
"Lee Yongyuan!"
The girl with dark red hair hanging casually on her shoulders, wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of slim jeans waved.
A blonde girl wearing a plaid skirt and an Asian girl in a white shirt and black trousers stood beside her on the left and right.
It seems to form a small group among the scattered people.
"Hello."
The boy also raised his hand to signal, and several familiar people naturally gathered together, which made some students around him look surprised.
"Isn't Zhao Xi here?"
The boy asked seemingly casually.
They are Zhao Xi's three roommates, Chen Motong, Alijie and Su Qian.
"No, she is enrolled as your follower. The principal allows her to enjoy the treatment of a student without having to go through any review and examination."
French girl Alizee spoke first, looking at her expression as if she was a little envious of Zhao Xi's treatment. That's right, the ultimate dream of a bad student is to not have to take exams!
The boy nodded understandingly.
"Classmate Chu, are you here to recruit soldiers?"
The red-haired miko spoke jokingly.
Gathered here are all elite students who have just entered school, and they may become the backbone of the student union or Lionheart Club in the future.
"I heard you joined the student union, congratulations."
Chu Zihang turned his head to look at her indifferently and responded coldly in his own way.
Chen Motong immediately grimaced. She couldn't do anything good in front of this guy with a paralyzed face.
No matter what I say, I can only get simple replies from him such as "um", "oh", and "that's okay".
Chen Motong was suddenly curious about how this guy spent all these years among ordinary people. Even the smiling Li Longyuan next to him seemed more normal.
Damn it, why do you think so?
The girl slapped her forehead suddenly and glanced at the handsome boy again. The corners of his handsome mouth were still curved, as sharp as a knife in a trance.
The red-haired miko finally recalled the past scene, the cold golden eyes like a king and the roaring large-caliber Magnum bullets.
Obviously this seemingly harmless guy is the biggest monster!