White ceilings.

Mercer sat on the large soft and comfortable bed, looking at the familiar surroundings around him, and couldn't help but sigh.

This is the second time he has come to this heavyweight ward, and he can be regarded as a regular visitor here - if anyone else, even if the commissioner of the executive department is injured, unless it is an unusually severe injury, it will not be easy to use this extremely expensive and staggering place to operate. However, it was like the first time he came in, and he stayed for weeks.

Should we be honored or unfortunate?

But that's not all. In addition to the dullness, he also tried to continue to urge the blood explosion to improve the bloodline, not to waste this rare safe time. Unfortunately, he was extremely sad to find that because the serum had not been consumed at the time of the injury, nearly two-thirds of the weight had dissipated in the air with the heavy bleeding.

A hundred million cheats, two-thirds of which disappeared because of an unwarranted disaster, Mercer could only say hehe.

"Mercer-san? Hope it didn't bother you. ”

The elderly attending physician walked in quickly after verifying his identity, and there was a bit of respect in his words, obviously because he had not yet been in the limelight to fight against Konstantin, and in this Yan zhòng attack, he also showed the good quality of self-sacrifice, perseverance in the face of pain, and ......

Monster-like recovery ability.

The attending physician has at least 50 years of experience in medicine and has been exposed to many strange cases and patients since working for the Kassel Academy, but there are only a handful of people who have survived such serious injuries.

Not only did Mercer survive, but it only took him a few weeks to recover—though he would still have had multiple bone cracks, minor fractures, and muscle damage, as well as aggravated anemia and concussions. But this kind of injury can't get up on ordinary people, and if it is put on a half-blood, especially a high-level half-blood, it's just Cheng Dù, who feels uncomfortable, but is still alive.

If he hadn't witnessed and participated in the treatment, seeing the miserable body that seemed to have been run over and over again by a heavy truck, and the photos of the scene like a meat grinder, the attending physician could only suspect that this guy was not injured at all, or that he was a dragon.

It's a pity that the academy has not made any progress in the research of the body tissue taken from him, and his cells and blood are ordinary, except for the active strong one.

At present, at least for now, the academy can only explain his situation in a very loose way with the words "talented".

"No, of course not. What's the matter, doctor? ”

Although there was an old man in front of him, the only things he could exhale in ten days and half a month were the doctors. In addition, I don't know what kind of mentality the academy has, but the nurses here are all professional, elegant, gentle, and meticulous middle-aged handsome men.

He does not deny that the nurses' techniques and professionalism are indeed extraordinary, nor are they annoying and disgusting, and they can be called senior elite nurses. But there's no nurse pretending to be a pretty nurse or anything...... Well, an absolute bad review.

"That's right. The college thinks that your body has basically recovered to be able to take care of yourself, so it is thought that you can relax the progress of the treatment and allow other students to come and visit. ”

At this point, the attending physician smiled, apparently remembering how bored Mercer had been these days.

But it can't be helped, who makes it the rules set by the academy? Besides, if you are more rigorous, there will always be some low-level mistakes in treatment.

"Is that so?" Mercer's eyes lit up instantly, "So when is it?" ”

"It should be soon," the attending physician looked at the specially anti-magnetic mechanical watch, "maybe after you've finished your lunch?" After all, the college has a meeting about this incident in the morning. It's unusual to hear from this incident. ”

Mercer echoed.

This event is indeed unusual, and even different from the original book.

He had full confidence to ensure that he did not reveal the slightest identity to the Academy, and with the reliable God Lord who had covered his body, it was impossible for the black light virus that supported most of his combat power to be detected, and his identity on the surface was at most a hybrid with extraordinary strength.

With such a long history of half-breeds, haven't there been some people who are equally physically gifted?

He didn't believe it.

And Ange is fully capable of having time to unfold the Spirit of Words and Time Zero when the crisis comes, even if it only affects himself, he can push away the few people present. Not to mention, he seems to be able to open up a time-zero plug-in realm.

So what exactly is stopping Angers?

Mercer squinted slightly, it seemed that the water in the dragon world was not as shallow as he imagined, and not all of them would develop strictly according to the plot.

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"Dragons attacking students are indeed rare and vile in nature, but with so many people coming together for a meeting, I almost think we've found another dragon skeleton."

On the thick oak oval table, candles were mysteriously placed as the only light source in the entire large council room, and in front of each candle sat a school trustee, whose face was blurred and gloomy with the swaying of the candlelight.

In front of the candle are their respective family crests, symbolizing a dragon blood family with a long history and ancient history.

They may be the CEOs of a number of giant multinational corporations, they may be in charge of an important department in a country, they may have incalculable invisible wealth, or they may be the mere playful idea that will drive billions of dollars. But they all have the same thing: being the most reliable backing of the Kassel Academy, which is also the 'secret party'.

On weekdays, they are all excellent elites who are unsmiling or calm and reliable, so it is hard to imagine that they will make the previous words at such an important meeting.

Even as a joke to liven up the atmosphere, the irony in it is somewhat out of line.

Of course, if it were the head of Gattuso's house, Pompeii, then not only would this be unexpected, but there would not even be a person who wanted to deal with him.

"Of course I won't disturb your long vacation at the beach with nothing to do, and although I have reservations about Frost's attitude, it is better than you being so prodigal from the side of the family or the academy. It's just that there's something else in this incident, so I'm going to call you to a meeting. ”

As the initiator of the meeting, Angers was the first to open the subject, lest Pompeii divert the conversation to the beauty of a certain scenic spot or the ancient traditions of a strange tribe.

It has to be, although Angers is also not liked by all the school managers, but from an objective point of view, everyone agrees with him.

As for Pompey's attitude, the trustees similarly agreed with Angers' first remark that Frost was at least reliable, despite his constant scheming and penchant for fighting over family interests.

"Then please," said a middle-aged school trustee with gold-rimmed glasses, who was the most normal of all these people, and had always acted in a modest-grained and rigorous manner. "What exactly is there about this incident that deserves great attention?"

"What's the matter," Angers scratched his head in the face of the eyes of all the school directors, "I'm ashamed to come." But at that moment, my spirit and time zero expired. ”

“……”

Silence, the candle flame flickering as some of them breathed violently.

Ange's words felt as if he was, 'I suddenly dropped the chain during the exam and couldn't remember, I'm really ashamed to come', but this kind of thing doesn't matter if it's on the exam, and it's okay to put it on others, but it's not good for Ange.

He is the most experienced and powerful hybrid in the Executive Department, and in the entire Academy.

He almost 'slaughtered' or 'exterminated' all over the world looking for dragons, obsessed to the paranoid Cheng Dù, not letting go of any possibility and trace of the dragon's awakening, just with the spirit of time zero and a folding knife, this old man who looks gray but still has a straight waist has become a nightmare for all dragons in the world.

Even the school trustees who didn't like him had to admit that when Angers was making a bloody storm, they might still be playing with mud.

Now, almost the strongest hybrids in the world spoke to them personally, and for a moment his words were ineffective, they were silent.

In addition to the panic, there was that shiver and coldness that came from the depths of the blood.

The failure of the spirit of speech for a moment is not a terrible phenomenon that could destroy the world, but the events and meanings it extends are impossible for all to ignore—although they do hope that it is false.

As for the possibility that Ange misjudged or wandered? No kidding, the most precise thing that Time Zero has is time.

“…… I don't think there's anything else possible other than dragons at the level of dragon kings. ”

A school manager's voice was a little difficult, but this was already his most reserved answer, and he didn't want to think about it even more cruelly.

"Perhaps, one of the two 'kings'."

Sitting in a corner of the long table, the middle-aged monk, who had been closing his eyes and turning the rosary, opened his eyes and uttered the first words he uttered at the meeting.

No one answered.

Which two kings? Everyone knew it, but instinctively didn't want to mention them by name.

Having just dealt with the twins on the throne of the Lord of Bronze and Fire, each of them should be full of confidence in the future, but they were caught off guard by the problems in front of them. Can any of them match half the strength of Angers?

And if Ange had escaped his strange spirit, he might have been able to simply put him to death with a single slap of the King's Flame.

"So, I mention, we should raise the current level of defense and vigilance, and increase the efforts of the Executive Department to search for traces of dragons around the world." No matter how silent it is, there must always be a game-breaker, and that is Anges.

He himself knows that the problems in front of him are never aimed at the school directors, he is a sharp blade, but also a shield, the sharpest line of defense, the most cutting-edge barrier.

"Seconded." "Seconded." "Seconded." ……

And under the light of the flickering candle, the gold in Ange's eyes is always steady and sharp, not shaken by a single qiē.

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