Chapter 331 The Upcoming Holiday

This is an interesting question.

The mixed race pursues everything related to the dragon race. Through historical texts and fragments of myths and legends, they can imagine a time long ago when the dragon race dominated the sky, earth and sea, and their glory was supreme. Huge creatures stretched their bodies wantonly and transformed according to their minds. In this world, humans and hybrids are just insignificant existences, and they are not even qualified to meet pure blood. Therefore, why does the great monarch's highest weapon conform to the size of a human?

For dragons, the Seven Deadly Sins' blades are probably not even toothpicks.

Angers had seen pure-blooded dragons with his own eyes, once when they were not fully revived, and once when Lu Mingfei fought in the Nibelungen not long ago. It was hard to imagine that such a bronze subject would be used in the battle between two behemoths. Generally regulated weapons.

"perhaps……"

The vice principal scratched his face.

"They can get bigger. When the war starts, the Seven Deadly Sins will become the size of a pure-blood dragon."

"Don't forget, old man, they are the most outstanding creations of alchemy. You know, changing size is nothing in alchemy."

The vice-principal is the greatest scholar among mixed races at the moment. Although this old guy does seem unreliable, as long as bikinis and chicks are not mentioned, the alchemy master's advice is still worth considering.

Ang nodded and shook his head.

Think for a moment.

"You know what I was thinking."

Angers said.

"The weapons used by the Dragon King just fit the size of humans. What does this mean?"

"Even though the seven deadly sins can change in size, their regulation in the silent state represents the most convenient and convenient state."

"So, what you are saying is that the Dragon King is very similar to humans?"

The vice-principal whistled.

"Forget it, old man, what's the point of us guessing? It's already this time, and it's not like no one has seen the Dragon King. If you are really curious, I will go and bring Xiao Mingfei back. Isn't he going to be killed? Norton, let him tell us what Norton looks like."

Angers glanced at him.

The vice-principal, who looked unconcerned just a second ago, couldn't help but frown after seeing Ange's look.

"I know."

Angers said.

"The Dragon King is very similar to humans."

"I never doubted that."

"Old man, what I'm thinking is, why does the Dragon King look so human?"

As soon as the topic changed, Ange suddenly said something confusing.

"Who are we?"

The vice-principal looked solemn, stood on tiptoes, and tried to touch Angers forehead.

"Do you have a fever?"

he muttered.

Ange looked at him quietly, a look that made even the vice-principal feel embarrassed.

"Remember the birth of the hybrid?"

"Isn't this kind of thing clearly written in the book?"

"Well, it's written in the book. It's a compulsory course for Cassel's coat. It's common sense that everyone knows. All hybrids know that hybrids are the product of sin, the carrier of greed and desire, and the humble human beings who want to steal. A sad existence was born by offering a girl as a sacrifice to the god’s authority.”

Angers' deep voice echoed here. He was like a priest at mass in a church. What he recited was not hymns, but blasphemous passages. The black scriptures oozed blood and were full of twisted and wailing scriptures.

Sacrifice the girl to the dragon to steal the power.

It's just a light word, but behind it is a nightmare that I can't wake up from.

The words paused.

Angers suddenly asked.

"Why human?"

"In the last century, many countries have been conducting experiments secretly. The Axis Powers and the Allies have nothing to do with justice or evil. They are all running on forbidden roads."

"Scientific ethics had not yet been established at that time, and researchers were walking in the gray area between white and black. They combined the egg cells of human volunteers with the sperm of orangutans."

Having said this, Angers smiled.

The vice-principal is still the same, carefree.

The real history often subverts the understanding of future generations, but they are not descendants. Angers and the vice-chancellor were both witnesses of that era. Being indifferent does not mean being numb. They are more willing to do something with their own hands than to have meaningless emotional fluctuations. What.

Angers continued to tell.

"And what they really want to study are dragons and hybrids."

"They injected hybrid blood into animals, rats, cats, dogs, monkeys, orangutans, tigers, lions."

"They even mixed the genetics of hybrids with other animals to try to get new species."

"You know, the half-breeds were thinking about one question at that time."

Angers said.

"Why humans?"

"Why is it that the one who carries the dragon's blood is human?"

"The result of all crazy experiments is aberrant monsters."

"Except for humans, no species can bear dragon blood."

"Don't talk about the 50% critical blood line, even 1% dragon blood is a fatal poison to creatures other than humans."

"So, why humans?"

"The combination of humans and dragons to create hybrids seems logical, but is it really so?"

"The union of a lion and a tiger gave birth to a liger, which belongs to the same family and genus."

"The union of a horse and a donkey gives birth to a mule. They belong to the same family."

"Then, a hybrid born from the union of a human and a dragon..."

Stopped abruptly.

Needless to say, the two people present are not fools. Since humans and dragons can be combined, does it mean that the two have similarities to a certain extent, and can even be classified into the same family and genus?

But...what a joke!

Are humans and dragons really similar to lions and tigers, horses and donkeys?

If you think about it, ligers and mules are born with physical defects that make them unable to reproduce or die easily. Hybrids do not have such troubles.

But really?

What about the critical blood line?

There is always the risk of a hybrid becoming Deadpool.

With that in mind, more like.

"Have you ever heard of a half-blood monarch?"

Angers said.

"Oh, the wild thoughts of a bunch of lunatics."

The vice-principal scoffed.

"Safely cross the critical blood line, and the human body can bear 100% dragon blood."

"Look at it this way, the mixed-blood monarch is only a pure-blooded dragon at best. It has been bred for five generations, and it can only be bred for four generations at most."

"But their name is monarch."

"In other words, some people think that just by crossing the critical blood line and pushing the dragon blood concentration to 100%, they are qualified to spy on the throne of the Dragon King."

"Don't you think this is strange?"

The vice principal yawned and looked listless.

"Old man, did you forget to take your medicine today? Why are you saying something so incomprehensible?"

With that said, he turned around, twisted his butt, and walked out.

"The gods that the church believes in..."

Ange's words sounded behind him, but the vice-principal ran away in a hurry, as if they were a curse to kill him.

Angers smiled faintly.

He is the only one left here.

"Man, Dragon, God."

He carefully stroked the texture of the Seven Deadly Sins.

The whisper was so soft that only he could hear it.

After retrieving the seven deadly sins, the follow-up matters were handed over to the research institute. The vice-principal said that the results would be available before March. This old man was quite reliable in business matters, at least after Lu Mingfei confiscated all the Playboy magazines and Western movie CDs. This old man is quite reliable.

The results should be produced before March, which means that it will be in time for the martial arts conference he has scheduled. At that time, the warriors from Kassel and the Children's Palace will gather together and be rewarded with weapons. It should be quite good.

Specifically, Lu Mingfei was prepared to give him drawings or a quota for custom-made weapons. After all, if he showed up to give Yuanyuanfa a sword in the sword repair department, wouldn't the prize be meaningless?

The Las Vegas group still had a tail. Regarding the church, Lu Mingfei followed up for a while, but unfortunately there was no follow-up. This mysterious hybrid organization seemed to have completely evaporated overnight, and their shadow could not be found anywhere. Lu Mingfei used the intelligence network of Norma and the Execution Department under his current authority, and even if he still couldn't find it through multiple measures, it means he really couldn't find it.

The priest is still sleeping. Before the time comes to unlock the Xuanwu Seal, Lu Mingfei is not strong enough. He will die if he forcibly unlocks the priest. If he waits until he achieves Waigang, he will be sure to get it from the priest. Wanted news.

Kassel Martial Arts Academy, Zenith Terrace.

The warriors in thin clothes formed a square formation. Lu Mingfei was pacing. The snow was up to his ankles. The thick gray sky was about to drown them. The cold wind was like a knife scraping bones. Lu Mingfei walked steadily on the snow. During the trip, I would occasionally stop in front of someone, look at it quietly, think about it, write down a few sentences in my ledger, and then continue walking forward.

Coordinating hundreds or even thousands of warriors is no small matter, and the workload is huge. Sometimes Lu Mingfei sits at the table for an entire afternoon, with endless files and plans in front of him. This is the same person in junior high school and high school who couldn't read a few pages. The book just reminds me of the bratty kid who climbed over the wall to fight in StarCraft. It’s really scary to think that they are the same person.

When a person devotes himself wholeheartedly to something, time always passes quickly. Lu Mingfei does not have the habit of smoking, but he will subconsciously bite something when thinking, such as a pen. At first, he still used The pen clicked, clicked, and was broken in a few strokes. He didn't come back to his senses until he could no longer draw out ink. He found that there was only half of the pen left in his hand. He couldn't laugh or cry. Ling next to him handed him a new pen and took the opportunity to pull him. Go for a walk.

Although Lu Mingfei's physique is not afraid of sitting for a long time, it is not good to work for a long time. His eyes are not tired, and his spirit is tired. Ling pulled him out. Lu Mingfei also said, wait, wait, let me give this to you first. After reading it, it would be bad to believe him. The information seems endless. Lu Mingfei will provide each warrior with practice suggestions and list the books they need. The warriors in the Children's Palace and Kassel are all at the beginning of their business. It was a rough patch. Before the warriors grew up, Lu Mingfei would do as much as he could.

Sometimes when I get tired, I get up to take a breath, stand in front of the window and look at the snow outside, and draw simple animals, flowers and plants on the glass, and Lu Mingfei starts to laugh.

He would also think that it would have been better if he hadn't started to engage in martial arts all over the world. It was really troublesome. It was extremely troublesome. Practicing one's own practice and teaching others to practice are two different things. What's more, teaching people all over the world to practice would lead to all kinds of incredible problems. It's so frustrating.

If it were just him, he would go from body training to non-human, and from non-human to Waigang for the third time, and he would be familiar with everything. I think he would be able to return to his former cultivation level soon. He would put his head down and practice martial arts, Waigang. The peak of Kaitian Zhuang is close to that of the Martial Saint. I wonder what the chances of winning against the Black King are.

Just thinking about things like this, his thoughts drifted away, and he felt that he was really stupid. Who did you think you were, Lu Mingfei, who wanted to change the world? It was so funny.

After looking at the snow and thinking about something for a while, he returned to the table and immersed himself in the endless files and plans, in a dark place.

He felt that he was really stupid. It wasn't that there was something wrong with Tianxia Buwu's goal, but that he actually started to think about the meaning of this matter.

Have your own strength, shine your own light, and before you try your best, before you squeeze out the last bit of strength, thinking about the meaning itself is meaningless.

It will be up to future generations to finalize the matter. The Twenty-Four Histories are the history books of later dynasties that revised the previous dynasties. If you think about this and that all day long, you will never get done.

As winter gets colder, the holidays are here.

Compared with previous winter vacations, Kassel is busier this year. Students not only have to complete their studies in liberal arts, but also work hard in martial arts.

The popularity of the Night Watch Forum has decreased significantly. In previous years, there would be commissioners from the Executive Department who would watch the underclassmen live and die with great interest. Occasionally, they would place bets on things like who failed a subject or how many subjects they failed. I sat down and ate melon seeds again.

This year is different. They themselves are in doom. By now, the commissioners have almost gone through a round in Kassel. Everyone has started to practice physical training. Since they are all students of the Lu Master, will you come to the final exam of the martial arts academy? , if you say no, the road master will beat you up.

Occasionally, there are people who post on the forum and ask and answer their own questions.

“What is the antonym of liberal arts?”

"Of course it's martial arts, hahaha."

There was a group of people watching below.

"Another imitator."

"Tsk, tsk, look at the child."

Lu Mingfei put a lot of pressure on him, really a lot of pressure. He basically followed the posture of Kyushu military training. Kassel, who was leisurely and leisurely, hadn't seen this scene in many years. The topic they discussed a few months ago There were still banquets and sailing boats, and from time to time someone would pour champagne into the swimming pool to entertain the people. Now Kassel is completely like a military camp. From students to professors, everyone walks in a hurry. When they meet, they nod as a greeting, and then go about their business. Things have gone.

Kassel is an aristocratic German university. Everything from the sculptures to the school uniforms is full of German style. The tall and handsome boys and girls are wearing uniforms that look like military uniforms. They are walking in Kassel with their heads held high. It makes people want to Play Katyusha on a 24-hour loop on the radio.

Wait, is something wrong?

The students found that Professor Schneider seemed to be in a good mood recently. Heck, some people even saw him smiling to himself. Although the smile was beyond the acceptable range of normal people, he was smiling. He must be smiling.

Schneider actually laughed. This incident was as shocking as Chu Zihang falling in love or Dragon King running to Kassel to learn how to kill himself.

In fact, Schneider was in a very good mood. He and Angers had different ideas. Mr. Principal believed that individual heroes could bring victory. Unlike him, Schneider firmly adhered to the soldier-like iron-blooded style. The previous Cassel made him very happy. It was disgusting, but now, it finally looked like the highest school of dragon slayers.

Schneider was pleased.