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Cao Han thought he was quick enough, since finding the location of the church in a large area of ruins was no easy task.
Fortunately, we spotted the place being guarded and controlled by a group of people wearing sunglasses and black suits from a distance.
The familiar déjà vu immediately revealed that these people were from the Kassel College's administrative department, most of them were former special forces soldiers, and none of them had the physique of Rambo from the movies.
There were no normal means of transportation in Portofino after the tsunami, so they were all parachuted down by air.
"School Board Member Cao Han!"
"School Board Member Cao Han!"
"School Board Member Cao Han!"
As soon as Cao Han approached, he heard a chorus of respectful greetings, and people immediately made way for him to enter.
It seems that the Board of Trustees is quite efficient in its operations.
The news of Cao Han becoming an honorary trustee of Kassel College was made public immediately after the event.
This matter has caused quite a stir on the Night Watchers forum, with countless posts offering compliments and engaging in heated discussions.
Especially after the board of directors publicly revealed Cao Han's impressive "achievements", no one questioned his appointment as an honorary board member; instead, they were more amazed by his age of eighteen.
Every student who gets into Kassel College has been hailed as a "genius" since childhood, but now they've experienced firsthand what it means to be outmatched.
Others' eighteenth birthday: Winning over the White King and becoming an honorary school board member.
My eighteen-year-old self: smoking, getting perms, chasing girls, feeling like I was invincible and omnipotent.
The difference between people can sometimes be greater than the difference between a person and a dog!
Although he was wearing sunglasses, Cao Han could still feel the fervent admiration in the eyes of the school's student affairs staff as he walked along.
Because their bloodline concentration is too low, they can only shine in the school's public service department.
That's why we admire the strong even more!
“Gong gong gong gong…”
The continuous sound of machinery was heard. When Cao Han approached, he found that there were seven or eight diesel water pumps in a row, pumping seawater from the underground chamber at full power.
The seawater was visibly mixed with the foul-smelling, ink-black blood of dragons.
During the time they were away, the second-generation species continued to bleed.
This foul-smelling, ink-black ordinary dragon blood not only contains potent toxins but also possesses strong corrosive properties; any creature that comes into contact with it will not fare well.
Therefore, the extracted water is placed in a large transparent bag and will be transported back to the school for special treatment.
This time, not only Angers and Harris came to the church, but also Elizabeth Laurent and the monk school board member whom they had met once at the previous school board meeting. The only one missing was that old geezer Paul Fisher.
"Cao Han, you've arrived."
"Hmm, what's going on here with all this commotion?"
“While you were away, that old geezer revealed the method for enhancing bloodlines, which was through…” Angers said.
"Wait, don't tell me yet. I guess it's related to some kind of deal that old geezer made with the next generation, something like the ancient sacrifice ritual."
I even suspect that his story about saving the priest was a lie, and that the so-called priest was actually him from the beginning.
Just as Cao Han believed that the Freemasons, as a mixed-race organization that rose to prominence during World War I, might have people with impure motives mixed in, he thought it was unlikely that the entire organization consisted of such people.
Therefore, Paul Fisher's statement is highly debatable.
In Cao Han's view, it is more likely that the entire Freemasonry was deceived by Paul Fisher.
Angers glanced at Cao Han in surprise, not expecting him to have such outstanding observation and reasoning abilities. "The situation is basically as you guessed."
The real key is the alchemical array that seals the next generation of the species.
The only way to get any information about alchemy is for the vice-principal to handle; he'll come over once this place is cleared out.
Without damaging the alchemical array, the entire ground was cut up and transported back.
As for whether Paul Fisher's claims are true, the only way to verify them is by testing the blood of the Secret Service's enemies.
An alchemical array that only works on pure-blooded dragons?
Upon hearing Principal Angers's statement, Cao Han subtly shook his head, dismissing it with disdain.
It should be noted that he was also a pure second-generation species, and he did not feel any impact or restriction when attacking that second-generation species at close range.
"It's a pity I can't tell you."
Chapter 139 The Legend of "Beowulf"
August marked the start of the intense and exciting final exam period at Kassel College.
However, this tense atmosphere did not spread to a certain boys' dormitory, where Fingel, who was only focused on repeating the year, was completely indifferent.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Mingfei, quickly give me a shield, healer! Zihang, get ready, you'll pull the mobs when the BOSS spawns in the next phase."
Sweating profusely, Fingel used the keyboard in one hand and the mouse in the other to operate his game character with extreme skill. As the tank in the team, pulling monsters and fighting the boss were the most basic tasks, but he also had to take on the role of the team's commander.
World of Warcraft's World of Warcraft has become the most popular team-building activity for members of their Monster Hunter Association.
Typing in chat groups is no longer enough for their daily communication; it's much more enjoyable to communicate directly via voice while playing games.
Even the brothers Genjiro and Genjiro, who joined later, were not spared.
Eventually, encouraged by the others, he joined in.
Crow: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻
Crow: You can play the game if you want, but you make me level up your account for you. Do you want to take a look at the pile of Snake-Headed Eight Families official documents on my desktop first?
Sakura Yabuki: I want to play too! (Raises hand eagerly)
To prevent Cao Han's account from wasting dungeon progress, Finger had to take on the task of running multiple instances, and the computer screen kept switching at a crazy speed.
Just when the final boss of the dungeon was about to fall with only 1% health left, the player should have activated invincibility skills to tank all the damage and then rushed the boss with all their might.
A loud alarm suddenly blared throughout the dormitory, accompanied by flashing, glaring red lights.
Red signifies matters of the highest priority.
Forget about games anymore, he pushed off with both feet, and the chair beneath him slid to the side, revealing a computer that Finger rarely used.
Or rather, the most important thing is to not use it much.
"Didi dididi——"
"Didi dididi——"
"Didi dididi——"
Beneath the dazzling red backdrop, Fingel's expression was frighteningly somber.
Looking at the information transmitted from a certain IP address on the computer screen, my long-calm heart started pounding uncontrollably, and I subconsciously murmured the name of someone deep in my heart.
“Eva......”
No matter how high-end a personal computer is, it can never compare to a supercomputer.
To further confirm the news, Fingel got up and returned to his computer. He found that even though he messed up at the crucial moment, his teammates still used their full strength to defeat the final boss, but no one bothered to loot the corpse or care about the so-called game equipment.
Instead, I heard words of concern coming through the earpiece.
"Fingal, what happened?"
"Brother Chicken, Brother Chicken, where is he?"
"Hey, hey, hey, is it possible that the school suddenly lost power or internet access?"
"Does anyone have his contact information? Let's give him a call and ask. Could he have suddenly died?"
"..."
Those who know the name Fingel are mostly old-timers at Kassel College, while only that wretched little devil Lu Mingfei calls him "Chicken Bro".
This feeling of being cared for... is really nice.
Fingel couldn't help but smile knowingly, his anxiety from seeing the alarm message returning to normal. "It's just a little unexpected situation, don't worry. Just distribute the equipment according to your needs, don't worry about me."
After saying that, he hurried down the stairs towards the underground of Kassel College.
On the other side, in the town of Portofino.
Under the guise of "humanitarian aid," the U.S. Seventh Fleet sailed across the ocean to a location not far from here.
As a modern fleet with inseparable ties to the Secret Party, the arduous task of escorting the bodies of the next generation of dragons naturally fell to them.
Following on-site discussions between Angers and Vice-President Nicolas Flamel.
In the end, they decided to take the underground chamber and the dragon's body with them and transport them back to the school.
Cutting the floor is a delicate task, and it's obvious that it can't be completed in a short time. Cao Han had no interest in squatting here watching the muscular men from the school's sanitation department play "Zhang Fei embroidering".
“Principal Angers, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to school. I’m a bit tired after being on a mission for so long,” Cao Han said to Angers.
It's been almost two weeks since I left Kassel College on this mission.
If we continue to linger here...
Putting everything else aside, it seems unlikely that I'll be able to make it to this week's hunting mission, "Grammer Sigurd."
Asking Finger to investigate this person's specific information only yielded some basic details, which were of no practical significance.
The conclusion is that Grammer Zigurd was a very low-key person, keeping a low profile and making it impossible to track him down.
Name: Grammer Ziegrud
Age: 23 years old
Gender: Female
Relationship: First and second daughters of the Sigurd family
......"
What truly surprised Cao Han was that the hunting target this time was actually a woman, which was completely unexpected from her name alone.
We were chatting on the beach earlier.
Cao Han seized the opportunity to subtly probe for information about the target from Principal Angers.