It's the familiar principal's office again, the familiar bookshelves, and the familiar smell of wood in the air.

"Can you tell me why you took a leave of absence? It's not clear." Angers drank Sri Lankan Ceylon black tea that had not changed for thousands of years.

Lu Mingfei remembered that it seemed to be produced from some UVA region, and it was picked in August, anyway, he didn't understand these, he only knew that it was expensive to death.

"Can I say it's because I want to travel to the UK?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"No, that's not absolute." Ange vetoed Lu Mingfei with one vote.

"Uh......" He put down his teacup, though he couldn't remember how many times he had done this in the principal's office...... To be honest, he really thinks that the "Principal's Afternoon Tea" has been a bit too much recently, more than in his previous life combined.

"I'll tell you the truth, it's because of my brother."

"Chu Zihang?" Ange frowned, "What's wrong with him? What's wrong with your body?"

"No, not yet." Lu Mingfei was a little distressed, "Why don't you ask him yourself, principal, he's outside the door."

"Well, I'm sorry for you." Ang nodded, "Call him for me."

……

……

A few minutes later, Chu Zihang sat opposite Ange.

There was silence between the two for a while, and finally Ange opened his mouth first, "Do you want tea?"

Chu Zihang was slightly stunned, "No, I don't like tea, thank you, principal."

With a flick of his wrist, Ange's scarlet knife appeared in his hand, and he used the knife that terrified countless dragons and half-bloods...... Peeled a pear on the table.

"Let's eat a pear, then."

He picked up the stalk of the pear with his old and emaciated hand, and the circle of pear peel shaved a beautiful arc, falling on the tray, and the remaining peeled pear was handed to Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang instinctively wanted to refuse, but Ange looked up at him, "Eat, otherwise I will lose face."

"Thank you, Headmaster." Chu Zihang still took the pear.

"The principal's afternoon tea has a peculiarity, you have to eat or drink something in my office, since you don't drink tea, you have to eat pears."

"Because it's called afternoon tea, if my students go back on an empty stomach, I'll be very distressed." Ange said, slowly wiping the pear juice off the folding knife with a handkerchief, then putting it away and stuffing it into the leather sheath in the sleeve of his shirt.

"I like to peel pears very much, I used to read the Republic of China era, saying that the leader of the underworld, Du Yuesheng, likes to peel pears for his subordinates to eat, this is a privilege, and it costs nothing." Ange smiled.

Chu Zihang looked at the pear in his hand with some puzzlement, of course he knew Du Yuesheng, it was easy to understand that Du Yuesheng used this method to win people's hearts, but Ange didn't have to.

"I thought it was fun, so I tried to pick up a pear and start peeling. As the circle of pear peels faded from my hands, I suddenly understood that the man named Du Yuesheng peeled the pears not only as a trap, but also as you Chinese self-cultivation."

"For ordinary people, pear peeling is something that requires a good grasp of wrist strength, and you can't be too impatient or hesitant. The slightest mistake will cause the pear skin to break, and that won't be beautiful."

"You have to be upright, calm and dignified, and then your power has a kind of feminine beauty, the most enduring, and the most vigorous." Ange said nonchalantly.

….

"Headmaster......" Chu Zihang took a bite and put the pears on the tray, of course he understood that Ange didn't mean to teach the skill of peeling pears, "Why are you talking to me about this?"

"I heard that you and Ming Fei worked well together on that mission in China." Ange didn't pay attention to Chu Zihang, but asked casually about his parents.

"Yes, Lu Ming is not him...... I have a good understanding with me."

"But there was a little bit of an accident, didn't it?" Ange's eyes narrowed slightly, "Afterwards, I heard from a member of the school engineering department that you behaved strangely for a while, and you were suspected of using ...... Burst of blood."

"How long have you mastered this technique?" Ange's voice was low and cold.

The temperature in the office seemed to drop suddenly, so cold that ice slag condensed out of the air.

Chu Zihang shuddered slightly, and Ange looked directly into his eyes, motionless.

"Two years." Chu Zihang admitted very quickly, he understood what Ange was talking about, once the "blood bursts", the power of words and the scope of the domain have increased dramatically, and he can't hide it from Ange.

"That is, you mastered this technique shortly after you became the president of the Lionhearts." Ange got up and paced around the office.

"You figured this technique from the original files of the Lionheart, right? Although I am very talented, it is still too difficult to comprehend it on my own."

"Yes."

"It's unbelievable," Ange looked down, smiled, and sighed, "The Lionhearts are the oldest brotherhood in the Academy, and they have a wealth of files, even things that aren't even in the library, you can find them in the Lionhearts' files."

"But that's not complete, as a founding member of the Lionheart, I took the most important part of it."

"This part is the technique of 'Burst Blood', but you can actually deduce it all from the clues. It's remarkable. Do you understand why I took that part of the file?"

"There is a danger in exploding blood, and the purity of the bloodline seems to increase in an instant, but people will be very aggressive, and it is called the "will to kill" in the file." Chu Zihang replied.

"Yes, the 'Will to Kill', a psychic force unique to the dragons, this kind of thing is biologically like a beast that gets excited by the smell of blood, which is genetically determined, and is called the 'bloodthirsty gene'."

"And the dragons have the urge to attack any target in a state of rage, and this urge will greatly increase their abilities."

"But sometimes it also makes them reckless. After the explosion of blood, the will to kill in the hybrid will also increase, and the usually gentle person may become beastly and cruel. However, this is not the reason why "bursting blood" is considered taboo."

Chu Zihang nodded, "I'm listening."

Ange sat down in the rector's chair again, facing the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, through which the afternoon sun poured in.

He was silent for a while, "The school board has always been very secretive about the matter of 'bloodline'."

"All you know is that you have the ancestry of two races at the same time, but all the lessons bypass the core secret of bloodline. Do you think it's strange?"

"I feel it, there are some things you don't want to teach." Chu Zihang nodded slightly, "And I know the consequences of blood explosion."

….

"Oh?" Ange turned his chair and looked at Chu Zihang in front of him, "Tell me about it?"

"Normally, the higher the proportion of dragon blood, the more obvious the bloodline advantage, but once a certain ratio is breached, which is called the "critical blood limit", everything changes."

"The dragon gene is strong enough to modify the genes of other races, and if the hybrid breed breaks through the critical blood limit, their human genes will be forcibly modified into dragon genes, and he will complete the "evolution"."

"You're right, he'll evolve into dragons, higher beings," Ange paused, "and dragons are our enemies."

"And dragon genes can't completely devour human genes, you know that."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"The end result of the blood explosion, they're going to turn into something called 'Deadpool.'" "They look like ordinary people, but they're walking dead, and dragons don't see them as companions, and humans see them as enemies."

"They naturally obey the dragons because of the call of the bloodline, and the dragons use them as cannon fodder in the war against the humans, and it doesn't matter if they die, because there is always a new life."

There was a dead silence in the office, Ange took out the scarf in his coat pocket, wiped the pear juice on his hands, and looked at Chu Zihang.

"I know." For a long time, Chu Zihang broke the silence.

"You're a very good student, and of course you know the consequences of a blood explosion."

"This technique is the devil, not only consumes your life, but also damages your body,

And the pleasure of the instant purification of the bloodline will immerse you in the illusion of 'omnipotence'."

"If you are too greedy for power, the devil will quietly lead you across the line and push you into the abyss. You're going to end up with a Deadpool."

Ange propped his elbows on the table, leaned over slightly, and leaned towards Chu Zihang, "At that time, I could only kill you, and for you at that time, death was the best ending."

"Yes...... I had to do it." Chu Zihang whispered, "I need strength, I still have unfinished things that I want to accomplish."

"If you don't mind, can you talk to me?" Ange smiled, "In exchange, I'll tell you a story about me too."

"Of course, it's all based on your willingness, and I do wonder what makes you so reckless."

"I do." Chu Zihang said.

"That's good." Ange was suddenly silent for a while, stretched out his hand and tore off a page of the desk calendar on the table, and handed the paper to Chu Zihang.

The calendar for September 23, 2010, the date is circled in red pen, and next to it is the principal's own handwriting, "eriag".

Chu Zihang knows it, eriag, "anniversary" in German, or more precisely, "will be the day of the death".

"For so many years, I would buy a desk calendar every year, set the date on it, tear off the calendar page by page, and eventually wait until this day."

"It's almost time, it's August, and it's a good time to tell this story."

In an instant, his eyes changed, as if an iron-black cloud had gathered in the sky.

"Our time zone is West 6, which is seven time zones apart. It's a Chicago afternoon, it's late at night in Hamburg," Ange lit a cigar and slowly exhaled smoke from the ceiling, his voice drifting like a ghost whispering in a well.

….

"It was raining that night, and for the first time in my life I saw the alien with my own eyes, and we waited for him at the head of the harbor."

"Greetings to the Nightmare of Humanity......

"A hundred years have passed, and I still can't forget that night, that ...... A day of mourning."

"Maybe you've heard this story in the academy, but it's not as good as my own experience." Ange smiled, and the story began, the clouds in his eyes crumbling and the rain pouring down.

Heaven and earth are lonely and desolate.

……

……

"That's it...... Is it over?" Chu Zihang asked.

"It's over." Ange said.

"And finally? Is that primordial seed dead?"

"I don't know, because then I passed out," Ange said, "I've actually been in the ruins of the cellar, the dragon blood saved my life, but my consciousness is very weak, until the dragon's powerful spiritual realm is at its maximum, and the power immediately makes me unconscious."

"By the time I woke up, I was already lying in the hospital in Munich, where I had slept for a whole year."

"What I told you was based on what I heard in the cellar and the results of the subsequent investigation of the site, and I understood why Menek, who claimed to be the first elite of the secret party in a hundred years, never told us what his words were."

"What?"

"It could be 'Laiyin' or 'Candle Dragon'." Ange let out a puff of smoke.

Chu Zihang lowered his head and was silent.

After a long time, he said, "Now let me tell my story."

"Do you mind if I record?" Ange pulled out a voice recorder from the drawer, "I have a hunch that this is going to be a very important thing, maybe I can discuss it with our Vice Chancellor, and see if we can discuss something."

"Don't mind, you can record it." Chu Zihang began to narrate calmly.

……

"The main god of the Arthur gods in Norse mythology, Odin?" Ange extinguished his cigar in the ashtray, "I've never heard of it."

"Yes." Chu Zihang is low

Hanging his head, "I don't think I would have believed it if I hadn't experienced that night."

"You know...... Your father?" Ange stood up, "He's an old friend of mine."

"What?" Chu Zihang raised his head aggressively, "Do you know him?"

"yes." Ange sighed, "He used to be mine...... Student, maybe the student is not accurate, I have a relationship with him who is also a teacher and a friend."

"But I haven't met him." Ange pulled an old book from the bookshelf and flipped through it, "I talk to him a lot on the phone, and I think he must be a very funny person."

He took out a letter from the old book and handed it to Chu Zihang, "This is written by your father."

Chu Zihang took the letter and did not open it in a hurry, but asked seriously, "Headmaster, why did you know him?"

"There's a mission, I need a good half-breed to wander around the world with something extremely important, so that it doesn't get found."

"And your father just fits that condition," he raised his chin at the letter in Chu Zihang's hand, "Don't you open it and take a look?"

….

"I want to go back and see again."

"Okay, so now can you tell me why you want to go to England?" Your bloodline isn't completely out of control, so it's not to solve your bloodline." Ange sat down.

"It's Lu Mingfei...... This morning, he and I, as well as Chen Motong and Xia Mi, discussed in the library and came up with an important clue that there is a very high probability of Odin in Britain."

"For Odin?" Ange sighed again, "To be honest, I didn't really want you to go, because the school board has been looking for trouble with me lately."

"There's nothing wrong with me, and you might, they're going to make a fuss about you, and the devil knows what you're going to encounter when you go to England this time."

"Remember the earthquake at the Marina Railway Station?"

"Yes." Chu Zihang replied.

"I had an emergency technical meeting with tenured professors in Kassel the other day." Ange said solemnly, "It has been concluded that the king of the earth and the mountains has awakened."

"That's ......" Chu Zihang's heart sank.

Ange interrupted him, "I've given him a leave."

"The school board has never been a reason to stop my students from hanging out, let alone having to do with your hatred."

"But you have to promise me one thing." Ange stared into his eyes, "Don't use the Bloodstorm anymore, that's what your father doesn't want to see."

"My father, he ......," Chu Zihang seemed to want to ask something more.

"I'll wait until you return from your school trip." Ange took a sip of his tea, "I'll tell you more."

"Thank you, Headmaster." Chu Zihang stood up.

"Wait a minute." Ange said suddenly, he picked up the pear in the tray and handed it to Chu Zihang, "Eat it, don't waste it, remember the story I told about peeling pears, only the power of flexibility is the most durable, don't be impatient, many things, you can't do it by burning yourself."

"Understood." Chu Zihang looked at the pear, "I won't rush it anymore."

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