In a special room in Kassel's cafeteria, Ender was enjoying his lunch.
For dragons, they can go months without eating after one meal, and they can also live by eating rocks and soil, but who can refuse a good meal.
As a brass dragon, Ander has lived in the desert since he was a child. His staple food is sheep and camels roasted with dragon's breath.
So even now, there is a lot of mutton in Ander's diet.
On a large round table, there are all kinds of mutton prepared in different ways, from the kebab kebab made with minced meat in the Middle East to the hand-caught meat from northwest China.
The food at Kassel College is mainly German cuisine, mainly a variety of sauerkraut, elbows, and sausages. In order to meet Ender's needs, they had to find several Turkish cooks.
But it doesn’t matter. With the increase of Turkish immigrants in Germany, kebabs and baklava will become part of German cuisine in another twenty years.
Ander picked up a trembling piece of braised mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, enjoying the aroma of mutton milk melting on his tongue.
I have to say that when it comes to delicacies, the earth is better. Compared with these delicacies, the ones baked by Dragon Breath are just the same.
He tore off the lean meat from the roasted lamb leg, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Ender threw the gnawed lamb leg bones on the table and cleaned up the oil stains on himself with satisfaction.
After eating, it's time to go to sleep, but before that, there is one important thing to do.
Ender walked around the college for a while, then strolled back to the principal's office.
"Ange, I forgot to tell you, the Dragon King ran out of Black Swan Port."
Angers was reviewing the budget report of the Equipment Department at this time. When he heard the news, the custom-made pen in his hand stabbed the document hard, poking a hole in the Equipment Department's budget.
"What did you say?!"
"The Headed Dragon King ran away from Black Swan Port. I can't defeat him. Let's call the school directors to discuss it quickly."
Ender didn't care. Looking at his casual look, it was as if he had just told an insignificant piece of news.
Angers knew what a dragon king represented. Every dragon king was a walking Big Ivan, and its damage to human society was immeasurable.
"Why didn't you say it until now?"
Angers looked at Ander suspiciously, while Ander looked innocent in return, and then revealed part of the story about Zero.
From Herzog's pontomy surgery on Zero to Zero's amazing power in Black Swan Harbor, Ender used exaggerated descriptions to describe Zero, an innocent child, as a terrifying devil.
"If you want to kill him, you need better equipment."
Ander added that although Ange was doubtful about Ander's statement, he would still hold an emergency meeting responsibly to discuss a strategy for slaying the dragon.
In those days, school directors from all over the world were gathered together. To Ange's surprise, the school management meeting started smoothly. It seemed that all the school directors had received the news and were bound to win over this dragon king.
In Chicago, USA, in the executive department conference room of Cassel College, several special equipment are in operation. Due to the sudden incident, this school board meeting can only be held in the form of a telephone conference.
Ander and Ange sat on the two seats next to each other, listening to the sound of papers being turned over on the phone. Information about the Black Swan Port had been sent to each school director via fax.
"It's amazing. It's Mr. Luander."
A deep voice came from a telephone, and Ender recognized it as Frost, a young and mature guy.
"You're welcome, let's discuss how to deal with No. 0."
Ender sat there with his legs crossed in a very inelegant posture.
Another older voice came, with a hint of trembling.
"Our family has also obtained relevant information. I propose to use Kungunir."
The voice on the phone suddenly became blurry, and the sounds were mixed together.
The school director who just spoke is usually reticent, but his family's intelligence capabilities are not weak, and the information they receive is very credible.
"Kungunir? That weapon must be at least S-level to be used..."
Another voice came. The real Kungunir had been in the hands of the secret party all these years. It was kept in a well-guarded treasure house of an ancient family and was rarely taken out.
Ender smiled as he listened to the argument on the phone, now that the fish had finally taken the bait.
"I have a recommendation regarding the candidate for Kungunir user. How about our Lu family's Lulin City?"
The school directors were silent for a while. Lu Lincheng's reputation was not small. As the heir to the Lu family, he did not stay in China like previous generations. Instead, he joined the executive department and went on field trips around the world.
Many school directors are speculating that Ender is compensating this child he has never met before, letting him live the life of a dragon-slaying hero.
Or maybe Luander's body can't hold on anymore and he needs to find an heir.
But if you think about it carefully, Lu Lincheng is indeed a suitable candidate. He has high bloodline and strong fighting ability. The most important thing is that he is not from China, but he is loyal to the Secret Party and is considered one of his own.
"Vote, everyone."
Frost, who was the most outspoken person on the school board, was the first to vote in favor. Ever since Ender took Caesar away, the Gattuso family had restrained themselves a lot.
Soon, Lu Lincheng became the key to this operation. He would hold the real Kungunir at the last moment and launch a fatal blow to Zero.
Kungunir possesses powerful power. Even the dragon king who absorbs life force and is immortal will fall into a deep sleep under Kungunir's attack.
For the secret party who was not short of money, they formulated a very extravagant attack plan, including three elite teams and countless weapons of all kinds, including a hybrid who could use the Word Spirit Rhine.
That's right, it's Meineke Cassel's self-destructive spirit that is comparable to a nuclear bomb. The secret party, which is not short of money and people, plans to use people to kill Zero, the hidden dragon king.
"Stop, stop, stop, a hybrid that can use Rhine is too luxurious. I have a better way."
It's obvious that the secret party's prodigal approach has stimulated Ender's stingy dragon heart. How can one slay a dragon like this? It's like choking the dragon to death with gold.
"We just need to drag him, but there is no need to use people to drag him. There is a human girl with him, so we can start from here."
Ender betrayed Zero without a care, after all, it was just part of the contract.
"He can escape with the explosion, but the girl can't. All you need is enough shells, keep bombarding him until he is tired, and then use Kungunir to kill him with one hit."
"Mr. Ander, you mean that girl is very important."
Ender nodded and continued:
"That girl should be his support for escaping. There should be some connection between the two."
Under Ender's persuasion, the original plan took a back seat, and a small army was secretly dispatched to the vicinity of Siberia by the Secret Party, ready to attack Zero and Renata as they passed by.
After the meeting, Ander returned to the Dragon's Lair feeling refreshed, closed his eyes, and saw Number Zero appearing next to him.
"It's done. A lot of people will be chasing you soon, taking Kungunil with them."
"Thank you, Mr. Ender."
Zero bowed to Ender and expressed his gratitude.
"Can I ask why?"
"The flesh and blood are weak, but the spirit will last forever."
Zero smiled happily, like a child receiving a gift.