Ange snapped up his notebook and glanced at the men on either side of the conference table.

Claiming to be attending a banquet in Paris, he was actually meeting in a conference room 120 meters below the campus.

In fact, Ange didn't want to have a meeting with these guys, just because of their clothes, Ange wanted to get up and leave, and their clothes were neat, and they were a bunch of men in uniform......

But what's the deal with fully enclosed protective suits? There are also rubber boots, protective glasses, respirators, and portable oxygen cylinders.

The heavy sound of respirators echoed in the conference room, and a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Ange through protective glasses, making him feel like he was in a meeting with a dozen Schneiders at the same time.

"Gentlemen, before I start the meeting, I would like to ask a question, why do you wear biohazmat suits every time you have a meeting with me? It makes me feel like I'm a filthy pathogen and you don't even want to breathe air in the same space with me." Ange frowned.

"Don't mind, Headmaster, of course you are not a pathogen, which refers to microorganisms and parasites that can cause disease, and is not biologically the same category as you." A member of the equipment department corrected the principal's scientific ignorance.

"Since I'm not a pathogen, why do you wear an oxygen mask?" Ange endured.

"We're just allergic to your body odor, Headmaster, and to be honest, you're a polluter in Vata Alheim. Every time you come to a meeting, we turn the ionizing air purifier up to maximum power...... But your body odor is too strong!" A member of the equipment department, B, looked Ange up and down like a human looking at a stinky orangutan.

"It's not a body odor, it's a special perfume I use!" Ange endured again.

"Is it perfume? According to the results we analyzed with our instruments, there was a mixture of Turkish kebab, nori bisque and moldy cheese...... Headmaster, your taste for perfume is so unique." A member of the equipment department showed a unique cultivation in the field of smell.

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"It's sandalwood, seaweed, and fresh cigar leaves...... "Ange endured, "but you say like I'm a meal?"

"It's barely a meal, but it's not an appetizing meal." Ding, a member of the equipment department, expressed his regret that the rotten wood could not be withered.

Ange began to regret coming to Walt Alheim for a meeting, and every time he came here he felt like he was caught in a sea of neuropathy, where neurosis is the mainstream, and without nerves it cannot survive.

Together, these neurotics are called the Equipment Department.

Watt Alheim, in Norse mythology, means the country of dwarves.

It is inhabited by some of the world's best gnome craftsmen, who have crafted the weapons of the gods. The armament department named their underground base Wata Alheim, showing great pride and pride.

Ange sighed, "Okay, okay, I promise you that I'll try to come here for meetings as little as possible in the future, so as not to pollute everyone's air. Now that the meeting has officially begun, let's get down to business, what the hell happened, and you made me fly back from Paris overnight?"

"I was supposed to be on vacation, and Director Akadulla spoke earnestly...... It should be said that it was a threatening email, and to be honest, when I read it, I felt that you were urging me to come back and make a will."

Angers likes to go on holiday to Paris, attend the latest fashion shows, taste fresh Périger black truffles in familiar restaurants, stay at the century-old Hôtel Royal Monceau, then gaze out at the Eiffel Tower in the rooftop bar and finally chat with the aging bartender about this year's sturgeon caviar.

Almost thunderbolt-on, the old bartender prepares in advance the mint liqueur that Angers likes. Waiting for a rainy day, Ange suddenly walked into the bar, leaned his umbrella aside, sat down in the window seat, and said with a smile, "How are old friends doing this year?"

Especially at this time when the king of the earth and the mountain was confirmed to be killed, the trip was full of memorial significance, and Ange could relax and experience every scenery without worrying about the dragon king who might awaken......

There is absolutely no news from the Lord of the Sea and Water and the Lord of the Sky and the Wind.

But his private jet was only halfway over the Atlantic, and Ange had to make a temporary stop, and the email from Director Akadulla urging him to return for a meeting began: Death is approaching you......

If it weren't for the fact that Ange knew Akadulla too well and knew that he never meant what he meant, he would have interpreted the email as a death threat.

However, he still ordered a change in the flight to return to the academy, because there were only two scenarios for Director Akadulla to find Angers, either Watt Alheim would have to increase the budget again, or the crisis was beyond the control of the Equipment Department and had to be decided by Angers.

The conference room was instantly silent, and the neurologists looked at me, and I looked at you, with a serious expression.

"Can anyone speak? You're going to scare me if you're so serious." "Seeing the word serious on your face is as disturbing as seeing the word thinking on the face of an Argentine sloth," Ange said.

"I'll report back." Deputy Director Karl stood up, "Let's listen to an audio before we begin."

The sound of the sea breeze swept through the conference room, and if you closed your eyes, you would mistake it for a small boat standing in the middle of the sea at the moment, Ange frowned slightly, it sounded like it was just an ordinary sea breeze recording.

"Listen closely, this is the audio recorded by the Moniach in Japanese waters, and Deputy Director Karl said, "It's not just the sea breeze."

Ange's eyes widened.

Indeed, if you listen carefully, there is a Shen Xiong's voice mixed in the sea breeze, Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong...... Its rhythm is so strong and so distinct.

Ange was attracted to him as soon as he parsed this strong rhythm from the sound of the wind, and the sound of the sea breeze gradually faded away, and the voice of Shen Xiong became more and more obvious.

Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong, like on an ancient battlefield, tattooed barbarians beat the drum of declaring war.

"It's the sound of a heartbeat," said Ange, who holds an M.D. degree from Cambridge University and is familiar with the rhythm of a heartbeat, but he has never heard such a strong heartbeat.

"It's the heartbeat of a dragon, and it's hidden in the depths of the Trench of Japan." Deputy Director Carl said, "Headmaster, do you remember the shipwreck you asked us to search? We used sonar to scan the bottom of the sea in an attempt to search for the wreck, and accidentally recorded the heartbeat."

"It's obviously some kind of large creature, although it can't be judged in size, but the depth of the Japan Trench is more than eight kilometers, and its heartbeat sound can penetrate eight kilometers of water, you can imagine its enormity, and this heartbeat signal is neither shark's nor whale's, but has the heartbeat characteristics of reptiles."

Ange's hand playing with the folding knife suddenly clenched, and the back of his hand was bruised, like a warrior hearing the clarion call of war.

"Luckily, it's not an adult dragon, it's an embryo of a dragon, so it won't suddenly surface and attack humans for the time being. But its heartbeat is slowly getting stronger, and the hatching level is getting higher and higher, and it is only a matter of time before it bursts its shell."

"Can you predict how long it will take to hatch?" Ange asked.

"I'm not sure. Generally speaking, the larger the animal, the longer the gestational period, and the pregnancy of dragons is much longer than that of humans. This embryo should still be in the early stages of hatching," Deputy Director Carl thought for a moment, "and it will be safe for a year, at least a year."

"Can you determine the level of the target? Primary or secondary? Or is it something that will be four or five generations later?"

"It can't be done yet, and it can only be confirmed after successful hatching."

"That is to say, it is an unknown, and Unocal is a high-risk target of the ancient dragon level."

"That's true, that's why I ask you to return to the headquarters for a meeting at once," said Deputy Director Karl, "What so?" It's bad news, but the good thing is that we know it in advance."

"It's like your doctor told you you had early stage lung cancer." A researcher added.

Deputy Director Karl used a lethal look to intimidate the psychopath and shut him up.

"We're searching for a shipwreck, but we're finding a dragon embryo, so there's supposed to be some connection between the two?"

"The most reasonable push

"While it is interesting to track down the person who lost the embryo, we must deal with the embryo first, and it is developing, but it will not develop into a bumpy girl, but it will become a tricky monster."

Ang nodded: "I love talking to you in Watt Alheim, Deputy Director Karl, because you are the most logical person in this mental hospital."

Deputy Director Carl had a proud expression.

"Do you have any opinion on this?" Ange asked, "The Iwaliu Research Institute under the Japanese branch is comparable in strength to the equipment department, so they can be responsible for monitoring that sea area."

"How can those people in the Rock Flow Research Institute be comparable to the Equipment Department," Deputy Director Karl was disdainful, "It is true that they have been making breakthroughs in the study of alchemy recently, but we have received help from the God of Alchemy, and we are not at the same level as the Rock Flow Research Institute."

"The Rock Flow Institute is just a bunch of hard-working fools who compete with us by staying up late and working tirelessly, we do one operation and they repeat it ten times, we try a recipe and they try a hundred."

"It's not a big achievement, when the Japanese stay up late with red eyes, we read books, eat supper, and get together every night to discuss science and philosophy."

"Okay, let's talk about it, have you communicated with the Japanese branch?" Ange said helplessly.

"The Rock Flow Institute has taken over the Moniach and is exploring that area, and they are hungry for that embryo."

"Are you sure you mean to say you're hungry?"

"It's really and thirsty, and the Japanese are like crazy people who send faxes day and night asking us for data and analysis results, and everyone senses that they care about the embryo as if it is their illegitimate child."

"Your level of rhetoric is truly high...... Ange said.

"Anyway, the opinion of the equipment department is to deal with the embryo as soon as possible, but the guys in the Japanese branch are still hesitant, saying that further analysis is needed to determine that it is a dragon embryo."

Ange nodded slightly: "The opinion of the Japanese branch is not unreasonable, to attack a dragon hidden in the depths of the trench, even if it is just an embryo, it will take a huge risk."

"You've ruled out sharks or cetaceans, but how can you be sure that the dragon embryo could be some unknown deep-sea animal?"

"Not a deep-sea animal." "I think you'll remember, headmaster, that this isn't the first time we've heard heartbeats in the deep ocean."

Ange looked solemn.

"We compared this heartbeat with the previously saved heartbeat and it matched perfectly, so we were sure it was a dragon embryo."

Ange was silent for a full minute, "Do we have a safe way to kill the embryo?"

"There is no such thing as a safe way to be absolutely safe," an equipment officer stood up, "but we already have a few ideas for the headmaster to consider."

Ange gave a rare look of joy, "Is there a reference plan? To my surprise, you've always thrown me a bomb and told the Executive Department to send a commissioner to blow it up."

"Ah...... This one...... It's a bit of a pity that our tentative option A still blows it up. But we don't need to send a commissioner, we can blast it remotely." A cadre of a certain equipment department said.

"Introduction, this is a researcher from the Indian Institute of Technology, who specializes in underwater explosives." Deputy Director Carl said.

"What's the difference? All of you are bomb maniacs." Ange muttered in a voice that no one else could hear.

Researcher Matur has a squinting expression, and he is clearly a leader in underwater blasting, "At the moment we can only observe the target through sonar, and it is impossible to locate it accurately, and its possible location is within a large circle with a diameter of 12 kilometers. So it's not feasible to blast accurately."

"The only way...... Researcher Matur waved his hand vigorously, "and that's to blow up that seabed!"

"I'm glad that embryo didn't choose New York as its hatchery, or you'd have sunk Manhattan Island with a wave of your hand." Ange teased, "But I'm not against blowing up in the deep sea, keep talking."

"Wait......" Ange suddenly remembered, "Are there any bad consequences for the explosion you are talking about?"

"The equivalent is definitely enough to destroy the embryonic stage of the ancient dragon!" Researcher Matur is confident, "In terms of adverse consequences...... If it is not done properly, Japan will sink."

"How so?" Ange was taken aback.

"You know that Japan's foundations are quite unstable, and geologically speaking, it sits at the junction of the Asian and Pacific plates, with frequent volcanic eruptions and earthquakes," he said.

Ange took a deep breath, "Thank you very much, Researcher Matur, it is a great honor to have you join the Kassel Academy, and I now understand that the Academy has the initial ability to destroy the world."

"Now please sit back, let's change our minds, how long will it take us to build an underwater robot capable of detecting embryos? Is three months enough?"

The men in the armament department shrugged their shoulders again, and finally it was Director Akadullah who knocked on the table to indicate that he had something to say.