Chapter 144: The Nibelungen Project (4,000 words, 2-in-1)
The school directors were either smiling or expressionless, but no one came out to stop Chen Hongjian and Caesar's rude behavior.
After all, Frost has indeed been a bit domineering over the years, and has fought for a lot of interests for the Gattuso family in the school board of trustees, and they don't mind looking at the scene of the Gattuso family's "uncle and nephew".
However, half of the keel cross......
They only get two-thirds of what they get, and they only get one-third of what they take in half.
Jingle bells.
Surprisingly, Elisabeth Laurent stepped forward to relieve Frost.
I saw her pick up the bell in front of her, shook it heavily, and said lightly: "Caesar Gattuso, I think you can stop your smile, he is your uncle after all, and it is your mother country that is insulted, as the heir of the Gattuso family, even if there is a reason, you should not be like this." β
"Oh? I've never considered myself the heir to the Gattuso family, and I don't want to have to inherit the family business at such a young age as you, because my heartless stallion daddy should live a long time. β
Caesar raised an eyebrow and smiled at Elisabeth Laurent.
Hearing this, Elisabeth Laurent's face changed greatly, her fair face was blue and purple for a while, she clenched her hand, and her face showed a rare look of anger.
Her family was one of the largest syndicates in Europe, mainly in mining and finance, but her father's death in a plane crash, at least to the outside world, forced her to take a break from her studies at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts to return home to inherit the family business.
And Caesar's words just now were obviously an allusion to her father's death at a young age......
"Caesar!"
Ange's voice was a little serious, Elisabeth Laurent was his ally, and she fully supported his plans and actions.
Caesar spread his hands nonchalantly, he had always been a gentleman to a lady, and even if she wanted to kill Caesar, he would not violate his own rules of gentlemanhood, but only if the lady did not speak for the old fellows of the Gattuso family.
"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing, let's start our next topic early, and then I'll go home early for dinner." The middle-aged school director began to be a peacemaker.
"Wait." Frost was not carried away by the anger, and the acting head of the house, who could convince the Gattuso family, remained calm at all times and looked out for the family's interests.
"Ange, even if we accept half of the keel cross that Huaxia has taken, then you should hand over the remaining half to the school board for safekeeping, not put it with you."
"But things are safest with me," Ange said, spreading his hands and changing to a more comfortable position, "after all, there are only two people in the world who can enter there, and it is far safer than the underground vaults of the World Bank." β
"Which two?" Frost frowned.
"The first one, of course, is the person in charge of making the fresh-keeping warehouse." Ange stretched out a second finger and said, "The second one, naturally, is me." β
Frost slapped the table again and pointed at Ange, "So what you mean is that none of us school directors have access to that keel cross, only you can, right?" My Mr. Principal? β
"Uh-huh, so what?" Ange responded perfunctorily, taking out a Havana No. 1 cigar and a cigar cutter from the lined pocket of his suit, lighting it with a match and taking a puff.
Frost saw the disdain and indifference in Ange's eyes, which made him wonder if he hadn't looked at the yellow calendar when he went out today.
He was confronted by his nephew before the school board meeting, and at the meeting, he was scolded by a student and Ange, and all three of them showed a disdain for him.
"Ange, I know you've managed to kill a primordial seed, and you feel like a CEO who has delivered a nice annual report, but you know, you're just a CEO we picked, and we can fire you at any time and replace it with a more obedient one.
I've heard that you have a fan support group of 'Hot Team' who preach in the academy that they don't need the rule of the school board, saying that you are the commander who can lead the secret party to slay the dragon. β
Frost and Ange stared at each other, and the threat was obvious.
"Angers is not something that anyone can replace, so there is no need to discuss this meaningless topic." Elisabeth Laurent shook her brass bell.
She was a staunch supporter of Ange, and he was also an important supporter in helping her stabilize the family, otherwise how could a young woman in her twenties easily take control of this historic dragon slayer family.
The Monk Trustee also rang the bell: "I also think that Angers is irreplaceable, but I agree with Frost about the Dragonbone Cross, and it should be kept in the vault that the trustees are in charge of. β
The middle-aged school director did not interject, and leisurely drank the cup of Yirgacherf, and the thick fruity aroma filled the air. However, the young school director also supported the monk's opinion after making eye contact with the housekeeper behind him.
"Headmaster Angers, you are an indispensable talent for the Secret Party, but you are only the Principal selected by the Secret Party, we have given you the power to control the Kassel Academy, provided you with the funds to operate, you should serve us wholeheartedly, be loyal to us, and not take the Dragonbone Cross for yourself."
Some of the words of the young school director are on the line, and they begin to establish the moral high ground to coerce Ange to hand over the keel cross.
"Agreed." Frost rattled the bell.
"Agreed." Monk school director rattle road,
As Ange fell silent, the trio intensified their accusations of taking the Dragonbone Cross for themselves, Elisabeth Laurent defended Anges, and the middle-aged school director was a peacemaker, and the crowd rang the bell constantly.
Bell bell bell!
Suddenly, an even more irritable bell drowned out everyone's voices, and Ange's face showed a fierce look, and it was obvious that he was already impatient.
And just now, Ange used Time Zero to snatch the brass bell from everyone's hands in an instant, shaking it wildly, like those witch doctors who danced gods to get rid of the plague in ancient times.
The sound of the bell drowned out the conversation, and everyone stopped talking, looking at Ange who was shaking the bell.
In the next second, Ange directly crushed these brass bells one by one, clapped his hands, and slapped the brass fragments in his hands on the table.
"You know what? You're noisy, but is there any need to make a noise? You can't find anyone to replace me, and there's no way I'm going to hand over the Dragonbone Cross to you, so let's move on to the next topic. Ange took a drag on his cigar, "Let's talk about the Nibelungen Project." β
Ange looked at Chen Hongjian and Caesar, who were sitting at the end, and said, "We currently have three candidates. Chen Hongchuan, Caesar, and Chu Zihang. Let me introduce you to Chu Zihang, who was promoted from an A-level student to a super A-level student by virtue of his performance, and is also a sophomore, with one SSS-level task resume, two A-level task resumes, and five B-level task resumes, and the most favorite student of the Executive Department. β
"Headmaster, can you tell us about the Nibelungen Project?" Caesar asked.
He knew that the Nibelungen was the land of the dead in Norse mythology, and it was also the residence of the first and few secondary races in real life, and it could only be entered through special means, but there was no known person who could come back if he successfully entered, and the records about the Nibelungen were just some legends.
Chen Hong gradually subconsciously covered his left shoulder, and there was a mysterious mark under the cover of the suit and shirt.
"I can't give the details to you who are just candidates now. In short, it is to select one of the best talents from among your candidates and devote all your efforts to nurturing him and improving his pedigree.
Can you imagine a person having two or even more kinds of speech? Such a hybrid will have the same regular combat power as the original species! No, even on top of the original species!
Those are the kind of people we call half-blood monarchs! β
Chen Hong gradually asked knowingly, raised his eyebrows and said: "Headmaster, according to the "Speech Spirit" and "Bloodline Blood", a person should only have one kind of speech spirit, and under normal circumstances, the proportion of dragon blood should be less than 50%. Once this threshold is exceeded, it will descend into madness and become an Deadpool who only knows how to destroy and kill. β
"Well, I'm glad you memorized this knowledge from the textbook, but it's all in the usual situation.
But that's why the Nibelungen Project is so precious. It strengthens your bloodline, allows you to push the limits of half-breeds, and breaks through textbook theories.
The Council of Elders of the Secret Order can do this, but it is a huge gift, and in order to raise a man who is strong enough to fight against the legendary Black King Nidhogg, who will definitely return, there can only be one candidate for this project.
Accepting this gift means that the person will gain great strength and power, but also must shoulder the responsibilities of humanity, and may even die in a battle to slay a dragon. Of course, you also have to guarantee your loyalty to the secret party, are you willing? β
Ange's face was full of seriousness, like a solemn priest praying.
"Before you answer that, I'd like to ask a few questions." Elizabeth Laurent swept her eyes at the two of them, "What do you think about the dragon slayer?" β
Elisabeth Laurent's eyes did not have the anger in her eyes just now, as a twenty-year-old woman who controlled a dragon slayer family, her state of mind was still calm after all.
"It's an interesting thing." Caesar did not hesitate.
"Hmm...... Let's be forced to open. β
Elisabeth Laurent was a little confused. Caesar's answer was expected by him, after all, everyone knew the character of the young master of the Gattuso family, but Chen Hong gradually ......
Elisabeth Laurent looked at Chen Hongxian and asked with some puzzlement: "My knowledge of Chinese should be quite good, but I am still a little puzzled, is this a meme in Huaxia?" β
Chen Hong gradually spread his hands: "To put it simply, I don't really have any interest in slaying dragons. β
When Chen Hongji's words fell, everyone was in an uproar, and even Caesar looked at Chen Hongjian suspiciously.
"But, just like Spider-Man. great great I don't want to wait until I've lost someone who is important to me, so I'm going to slay the dragon. β
"With great power comes great responsibility? Interesting idea. Elisabeth Laurent could see that the boy, though powerful enough to compete with the first generation, seemed to retain a naΓ―ve nature, and did not seem to be keen on power and power.
The young school director raised her hand and asked, "Then do you want to gain anything by slaying dragons?" Wealth, power, power, honor, love? β
Chen Hong gradually shook his head: "You school directors should have already read my personal information. Wealth? Although I don't come from a family of dragon slayers, the conditions of my family are not bad, and I think that a few of my investments will bring me enough wealth to squander for a lifetime: power? I'm not interested. Politics is all dirty, and I don't want to get involved in it; Strength, I do crave power, but I just crave a power that is strong enough to protect the people and things I value in any situation; Honor? I don't deny that I felt very excited about slaying the dragon, and I was proud that I was the first half-breed in history to actually kill the first generation, but that was only incidental; As for love, I think I've already found someone who is enough to be with me for the rest of my life. β
Bang bang bang.
Caesar applauded Chen Hongji, he would not feel that Chen Hongjian was not ambitious, on the contrary, he felt that this was a very romantic man who valued his family and friends, and would be a man worthy of being a friend and brother.
Although he dislikes those who share his bloodline, he also has family members that he values. He even learned sign language for her, but unfortunately she was no longer there......
Several other school trustees, especially the middle-aged school trustees, looked at Chen Hongjian with extremely hot eyes, as if they saw like-minded friends.
Frost glanced at the expressions of the other people, knowing that Chen Hongji's words were to the point, even he had to admit that this would be a very good candidate.
No one would want the Dragon Slayer Blade they had cultivated to be a greedy person.
People who value wealth, power, and power are easily betrayed by these and even turn to dragons. But a man who is all about his family, friends, and lovers cannot betray for the sake of these. Such a person is controllable, and as long as he has a firm grip on his family, friends, and lovers, then such a dragon-slaying blade will always be in his hands.
This is the idea of all normal school directors, and the middle-aged man in the Gu family, who has always disliked to participate in the issue, has already brightened his eyes, and Ange, who raised the butcher's knife in order to avenge his friends and teachers, is also extremely satisfied with Chen Hongji's answer.
However, the only candidate in his mind is Caesar, so he must turn the situation back.
"So, Caesar, what did you slay the dragon for? If you don't slay a dragon, you can enjoy an aristocratic life, right? β
Caesar crossed his fingers, propped up his head, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"I don't want to be like the rest of my family who are lying in the freezer, I want to prove that even without the surname Gattuso, I will still be the king of the half-bloods.
Moreover, isn't the existence of human beings to constantly prove themselves? I just want to wait for the next dragon lord to awaken and kill him with a few of my friends. Caesar spread his hands, "I just hope he doesn't wait until a few of us are already old and dead to wake up, especially the escaped Constantine." β
Ange smiled, "Caesar, I like your lawless tone. Seriously, Frost, your nephew isn't like you Gattuso, but more like our Lionhearts juniors. β