If two months ago, he had been told Ange that a game would cause panic in the Council of Secret Elders and an argument at an all-hands meeting, he would have thought it was.

The trigger for everything is the "Dawn of Fire" level, which is open to students during a day of freedom. Konstantin, Samson, The Seven Deadly Sins, Storm Torpedo...... The other party's understanding of that dragon slaying operation was as deep as if he had experienced it himself.

This is tantamount to a mockery of the face, and the secret dragon-slaying operation carefully planned by the secret party is, in the eyes of game developers, similar to eating popcorn and watching an action movie.

Coupled with Norma's inability to find the other party, and the other party's refusal to disclose all technical details and content sources, the senators' sensitive nerves were stirred. It seems that there are people who want to jump on the stage and fight against them.

On April 1st, at this somewhat strange point in time, the Council of Elders held an all-hands meeting for the first time in a long time. It's not just about the Academy.

The first item on the agenda of the meeting was to accuse Ange of major mistakes in the command of the dragon-slaying operation. If he hadn't given Lu Mingfei the key task, there might have been a first-generation dragon bone lying in the ice cellar by now.

The second item on the agenda of the meeting was to accuse the Executive Department of major negligence. Operational intelligence was completely leaked......

Ange was used to this. Before the senators make a move, they have to routinely belittle the real power of the academy to the extreme, and then throw out their own decisions.

Beowulf, the old fellow has lost an heir, and he still doesn't have a brain at all. All day long know to shout war, war! We need war!

Frost, the old man-in-law, would talk about the pride and wise decisions of the school board, suggesting that the principal was old and confused, and was always thinking of getting him to abdicate from the throne. This guy really doesn't understand anything.

The outcome of the discussion at this meeting was unusually unified, with the main battle faction accounting for an absolute majority, and even a few scholars and elders were worried about this emerging force.

The following discussion is nothing more than how many resources to invest in the investigation and confrontation of this unknown force in the chaotic situation of the concentrated recovery of the dragon clan.

At the same time, in the alchemy workshop, Luo Yin had already put Samaria on standby at full power. To this day, he has lived nearly 100 days of his life.

"Show me your life, Samaria."

"Yes."

Luo Yin put on his helmet and connected to the reserved entrance in the alchemy matrix. His consciousness was in this moment with his creation, and above Samaria.

Samaritan's thinking pattern and speed of thinking have long gone beyond the realm of human beings, and there are very few parts that Luo Yin can understand. He can only see the macro-level action pattern and give instructions on the fly.

"Lifting the ban on cyber attacks. Hacking into the Kassel Academy's intranet. ”

In just 30 seconds, Samaritan, who had been liberated from some of her functions, easily disintegrated Norma's defenses, but did not destroy or steal the Academy's information. It was just an uninvited visit.

The moment Norma was "defeated", Samaria reminded Cain that something more powerful was beginning to awaken. As the key to the academy's information security and intelligence support, Norma is really not that simple.

In the conference room, the big screen playing the replay of the dragon slaying operation suddenly went black.

Immediately afterwards, several high-definition large pictures were displayed on the screen, and Mr. Frost, the representative of the school trustee, was holding different middle-aged women around 50 years old, with smiles on their faces brighter than the sun.

"Sorry, misstep, mistake." A slightly hoarse, magnetic male voice can be heard from the speaker, making it difficult to tell if it's a human voice or a synthesized sound.

"Norma, I'm so sorry to break into your home. Can I borrow your projection equipment? ”

"My name is Eva. Such a contemptuous apology is not enough to counteract your rudeness, Samaria. ”

In the conference room, on the Ange side, a bright blue phantom of a girl appeared on the ground, and her illusory long hair fell like a star-like point of light. She seemed to have just woken up, her eyes confused and full of anger.

Samaria took control of a camera, and Roin finally "saw" the scene in the conference room. Tsk, there are a lot of acquaintances.

On the other side of the conference room, a mysterious figure in pure black suddenly appeared in midair. A golden glimmer shimmered under the delicately patterned iron mask, and the pure black linen robe fluttered gently.

“i am， samaritan。”

On the black screen, a line of characters is typed out one by one.

"It's not funny. Banish him, Eva. Beowulf commanded sharply.

Most of the senators in this room are aware of the existence of EVA, or "war personality". But witnessing her presence is still quite a novel experience.

"On your home turf, I can't be your enemy. I am here for peace, not war. The purpose of making a game is to provide an opportunity to communicate with you, not to show off your sword skills. ”

"If it's a game you make, is the Alchemy Workshop your property?" Ange asked.

"Think so. Let me introduce myself first, you don't have to be in such a hurry. ”

The big screen begins to scroll through various alchemy items. Eternal memories, silver bullets, snakes, blood bottles, swords and crossbows...... It started as a collaboration between the Alchemy Workshop and the Academy, followed by a large number of never-before-seen items, and finally the Dragon Origin game helmet.

"We are Samaritans, and we are not shy about sharing our knowledge and helping others. As long as the person being helped can pay a reasonable remuneration, such as money and knowledge.

I believe that the secret party has long guessed that the core of the Samaritans is alchemy technology. We are the direct inheritors of dragon alchemy, preserving the most comprehensive dragon script, absolutely orthodox alchemy technology. ”

As soon as the words fell, all the elders looked at a certain fat man in the corner. "Mentor of the Horror Flammel" is watching a western in front of the tablet, with a can of potato chips at hand.

"Flammel! Watch who you are!" Beowulf roared, his right hand slapping the long table, and a clear palm print appeared on the table.

The vice principal was so frightened that he quickly took off his headphones. Ange and this violent maniac, he was a little worried in his heart. The difference is that the process of being taken out by Ange will be very fast, and being beaten by Beowulf will be painful.

He quickly followed the plot, put on a posture of common hatred, and gritted his teeth.

"Where did the arrogant villain come from, how can the secret party be a place where you can go wild and wait for the rats! Flamel is here, I don't think anyone dares to call themselves alchemical orthodoxy, could it be that you can't learn alchemy from the Lord of Bronze and Fire? ”

This Liangshan hero-style call made Luo Yin can't help but applaud the vice principal's bravery.

Elder Turing on the side poked Flamel's stomach and reminded him softly, "Flamel, don't you think this Samaritan is a little too similar to Eva?"

Moreover, in the history of the secret party, the most complete inheritance of dragon literature and alchemy is the Flamel lineage. ”

The fat house was stunned for a moment, and then realized that something was a big deal. He miscalculated the situation, and the senators would suspect that he was involved in it.

"Hey, my loyalty to the secret party can be learned! I have made meritorious contributions to the academy, I have shed blood for slaying dragons, you can't doubt me like that!

If I had taken in an apprenticeship, would I have forgotten? ”

"Is it possible that it is your classmate, or even the division commander?" Turing asked in a whisper.

The vice principal was stunned. Master said that they were in the same line, but maybe they lied to him.

"Don't guess." Samaritan, the Man in the Iron Mask, interrupted the commotion in the room.

"The world of alchemy is wider than the Secret Party imagined. Three years ago, after a long period of observation, our organization launched the Albert Alchemy Workshop to make contact with the members of the Secret Party.

As a sign of friendship, we have cooperated with you on a number of alchemy items at a very low price. As far as I know, silver bullets, snakes, swords and crossbows have been fully assembled in the Executive Department, saving the lives of many operational commissioners around the world.

The game we developed, Dragon Origins, is also very popular among the students of the secret party. All this should be enough to show the sincerity of the Samaritans. ”

"Then what is your purpose, is it just to make money?" Frost questioned.

“bingo！ If you don't make money, do you want to slay dragons? The collective resurgence of the dragon king is like a big RPG, and the boss is always getting progressively more difficult, as you should know.

If it were not for some accident, it would take only one bullet to solve Konstantin. He just woke up and was just a child, and he wasn't worth mentioning compared to some important characters.

If I'm not mistaken, the next quest should be the King of the Earth and the Mountain. After that, make the Sea King or the Wind King, Odin or something more terrifying hide at the bottom of the pass. As for the White King, there is no place for him in the New World.

For such a difficult game, it's better to leave it to a professional like the secret party. You are in charge of the charge, and we are in front of the saddle and behind the horse. You compete for the throne, and we'll be satisfied with some money.

Oh, and Elder Turing, I wish you a speedy success in your research. ”

The room was full of noise, but Samaria had finished her declaration.

"When we meet again in the future, I hope that the members of the secret party will not regard us as enemies."

The light and shadow disintegrated, and the projection on the wall turned black again. It was as if no one had visited, and it was as if something had changed dramatically.

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