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Chapter 87: False Freedom

Ender took the elevator from the underground dragon's den, passed through Angers' beloved aquarium and zoo, and all the way to his office.

Ender always wanted to complain about the aesthetics of Angers, who would like to build his office in an aquarium, and then build a very, very long elevator directly to the ice cellar there.

It can only be said that this is a difference between species. If you want a brass dragon living in the desert to like the sea water, it may be harder than killing him.

After a long elevator journey, Ender finally arrived at his destination, the principal's office in Angers.

"Ange, I'm back!"

Angers was reviewing the budget of the Equipment Department again at this time. They always like to do things in unnecessary places, such as adding two nuclear bombs to their special plane, so that it can turn into a sun at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

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Angers put down his pen and turned around. Apart from him, only Ander could use the elevator in the principal's office. Even without thinking, Angers knew who it was.

"How about it?"

"I got the money back, and I won't stand up for that prodigal son at that time."

Ander rubbed his brows with a somewhat painful expression. If Lulincheng was not a member of the Lu family, his funds would not have been misappropriated.

"Doomsday sects are all like this."

Angers walked aside, took out a bottle of whiskey, and poured a small glass for Ander.

"I thought you hated them."

Ender took the wine and drank it in one gulp. The wine was not that strong and had a fruity and caramel flavor. Ender liked it quite a lot.

"Of course I hate deserters, but now is not the time to deal with them."

Angers poured himself another glass, walked aside and took out a document from the cabinet.

"Look at this, it's an encrypted document. This is the only one."

Ender's result file contained two children's faces, one of which he was very familiar with, that was Zero in Black Swan Harbor, and the other face was that of his nominal descendant, the protagonist of the original work: Lu Mingfei.

"A few years ago, I received photos from Lu Lincheng and found that the child, Lu Mingfei, looked very familiar."

Angers drank all the wine in the glass and continued:

"I thought about it for a long time and realized that his face shape is getting closer and closer to size zero."

"So I collected front-facing photos of Zero and Lu Mingfei, compared them, and discovered a fact."

Ender turned to the next page. Frontal photos of a child from infancy to adolescence were arranged together, and elements such as the distance between the eyebrows and eyes were analyzed.

"According to Norma's analysis, Lu Mingfei's appearance has been constantly changing since birth, far exceeding the changes that may be brought about by growth."

For a child, the appearance will indeed change as it grows, but there will always be some shadow of childhood. It is impossible for a baby with a square face to gradually turn into an oval face, because the bones do not allow it.

"He's becoming more like Zero a little bit."

Angers concluded that if you compare the photos of Lu Mingfei when he was born with the photos now, you can find that his face shape has changed significantly, and this change happened quietly and subtly.

"Lu Mingfei is definitely related to Zero."

Ander closed the file silently. Behind the file were mostly some evidences collected by Angers. Ander did not expect that Angers would actually judge from the photos that there was a relationship between Lu Mingfei and No. 0, that is, Lu Mingze.

"What do you think?"

asked Ender, wanting to know what Angers thought.

"Lu Mingfei may be the Dragon King."

"We all watched him when he was born, and he literally rolled out of his fucking belly."

"Those pseudo-dragons can use any means. Didn't that Emperor Shunzhi, an ordinary human, almost become a second-generation species?"

Over the years, Angers began to call the dragons in this world pseudo-dragons to express his contempt for the dragons.

Ander nodded. Angers' reasoning was reasonable, but Lu Mingfei's identity was not important. What was important was...

"What are you going to do?"

What actions Angers is prepared to take is the most important. It is meaningless to discuss Lu Mingfei's identity blindly.

"Of course, let him slay the dragon, throw him in front of the Dragon King, and then wait for one of them to die."

Angers grinned like a conspirator in a movie.

"You want to use others as weapons again, just like what happened in Siberia."

Ender recalled the operation in Siberia that year. The original plan was to bombard the enemy with heavy artillery and then go up to Lincheng to kill them. Being able to use the Rhine Cupata was only as a backup method.

However, the order was later adjusted to give way to the rear of Lincheng Palace and release Rhine first. This was the order given by Angers. If sacrificing one person could cause the Dragon King to be seriously injured, then the sacrifice was necessary.

"There is also the matter in Greenland. A team of people died because of the Dead Sea Document, and Schneider is still using a machine to breathe."

Angers was silent for a while. When he went to Greenland, Ender wanted to participate, but before he came, the exploration team discovered the target. In order not to miss the opportunity to dive, Angers led to the complete destruction of the team and Schneider.

of serious injury.

"If we can kill the Dragon King, it will be worth it."

Ender stretched out an index finger, shook it, and said unhurriedly:

"You have to know that education now emphasizes giving full play to students' subjective initiative."

"I didn't see that you knew about education?"

"At least I know better than you, a debauched old gangster."

Ender walked to the back of the office, found a small refrigerator, and took out a can of Coca-Cola from among the precious bottles of wine.

"We not only have to push him to slay the dragon, but also make him slay the dragon willingly."

Ender opened the can, threw the tab into the trash can, and then said:

"Assign him a division commander to guide him forward."

"Arrange a lover and give him love."

"Arrange a group of friends to help him transform."

"Let him feel that he is incompatible with the Dragon King and that he is omnipotent, and then he will scream and rush over to slay the dragon."

Ender sat down and took a sip of Coke. He actually preferred BEST, but Angers was a Coca-Cola fan and could only swallow it reluctantly.

"For many years, Metal Dragon has used this trick when he wanted to kill his enemies. He found a team, gave people and equipment, and then reaped the benefits."

"We gain wealth, they gain honor, and occasionally love."

Angers chuckled and poured himself another glass of whiskey.

"It seems like you do know more about education than me, but doesn't that mean you're using him as a weapon?"

"This is a matter of mutual consent. The important point is not what he wants to do, but whether he has the right to choose, that is, freedom."

"But he had no choice from the beginning."

Ender smiled, crossed his legs, sunk into the sofa, and raised the can in his hand.

"He will feel that he has it, respect his freedom!"

"To freedom!"

Angers also raised his glass and showed a sinister smile.

"Ahem, Coca-Cola is still delicious."


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