Jiang Xun pushed open the door of the conference room, and the first thing he saw was Professor Schneider sitting under a huge floor-to-ceiling window, even though he was bathed in golden sunlight, this man still gave people the feeling of being in the dark.

Professor von Schneider is Professor of Dragon Genealogy at the Kassel Academy, where he is also the Head of the Executive Department of the Kassel Academy.

The Enforcement Department is the largest violent institution in the Kassel Academy, and its operations range from the civilized behavior of the dragon hunters' graves, to the assassination of illegal hybrids, Kiyosato Deadpool (a monster infected by dragon blood), to the launch of missiles to kill dragons.

And as the head of this violent institution, Professor Schneider has a hard time having anything to do with the word "kindness".

He didn't look like a kind man either, and under the black mask with a breathing valve and metal tubing was a hideous face covered in scars.

But when he met Professor Schneider for the first time, Jiang Xun did not show any discomfort like the others, he calmly sat opposite Schneider and said hello, teacher.

There was not a hint of tremor in his voice, as if he was sitting across from him as an ordinary university teacher, rather than a guy who looked like a biochemical infected or Frankenstein.

"Is killing that guy on May 10th the first time you've killed someone?" An eerie voice came from under the pitch-black mask.

Having two-thirds of his trachea removed due to a dragon attack, Schneider survived on a respirator, and the sound of each breath was like forcibly pulling open a bellows, and someone heard Professor Schneider speak as if he had seen a dried corpse resuscitated.

"Yes"

"How do you feel?"

"It's kind of disgusting."

"What else?"

"Gone"

"You're in a good state of mind." Professor Schneider said with satisfaction.

"It should be okay, I've never been nervous and couldn't sleep because of exams since I was a child." Jiang Xun nodded.

"Jiang Xun, born on March 12, 1992 in Wuqian City, China, male, Wuqian City household registration, except for a trip to Sanya with his parents when he was 12 years old, he has never left Wuqian City, his parents died in a car accident at the age of 15, and the guardian is his aunt Jiang Qiaoxiang, is there a problem?"

"No problem."

"Your parents and immediate family members within three generations are ordinary people, the highest recorded mixed race of your ancestors is grade B, and your own bloodline is extremely thin, infinitely close to normal people."

Professor Schneider's voice grew faster and colder.

"I'm curious, how did you kill an out-of-control A-class half-blood, and judging from the autopsy, that guy has already shown some dragonization characteristics, even if the senior elite commissioner of the Kassel Academy wants to deal with this guy alone.

Can you tell me how you finished this guy? ”

Schneider's iron-gray pupils stared at Jiang Xun deadly, his eyes were as sharp as knives, as if he wanted to cut open the young man in front of him to see what kind of monster was hidden inside.

"Luckily, he just hit my knife." Jiang Xun replied.

"Good luck? Was it just luck? With a bit of luck alone, you can take out an out-of-control A-class hybrid? Professor Schneider continued to ask.

"Yes, it's just luck, and one more thing, since my bloodline is infinitely close to humans, I'm on the side of humans anyway, right? I'm even more like a normal person than I am to teach you. Jiang Xun looked directly into Professor Schneider's iron-gray eyes, and there was only openness in his eyes.

"That's right." Schneider nodded, and his tone softened suddenly, "I'm very satisfied with you, I don't know if Jiang Xun still has any questions about Kassel Academy?" ”

"Two questions, is there a scholarship? How much? Jiang Xun rubbed his fingers and asked.

"No," Professor Schneider shook his head, revealing a large scar on the bottom of his neck, "I'm sorry that you were able to enter the Kassel Academy as a result of the old stubborn game between the president and the school board. ”

"Okay then, I'm fine." Jiang Xun said helplessly.

It's still a little bit of a little expectation, if you can get a scholarship to study abroad in a prestigious school, it will be a lot of face, and it will be a bit of a discount at your own expense.

But he's not inferior.

He remembered that Lu Mingfei's bloodline rating was S-grade, super hybrid.

Lu Mingfei went to Kassel Academy, and others gave him a bonus of 36,000 US dollars every year, which was hundreds of thousands of yuan in four years.

Although Jiang Xun was not short of money, it would not reduce his envy for Lu Mingfei, a lucky boy.

Professor Schneider put a mobile phone on the table, turned on the speakerphone, looked at Jiang Xun and asked, "Are you sure?" Are you sure you accept the invitation from the Kassel Academy? ”

I don't know if it's Jiang Xun's delusion, he feels that Professor Schneider's tone reveals joy, he seems to be laughing, but this laughter is even worse than the crow's cry.

"I'm sure." Jiang Xun nodded, facing Professor Schneider, who looked like a biochemical maniac, and said that I am sure that three words made him feel like an ignorant teenager who had been abducted and underwent biochemical transformation.

A calm female voice rang on the phone:

"Verification passed, option on. Jiang Xun, date of birth March 12, 1992, male, number A.D.0013, class 'Z', included in the list of Kassel Academy. Database access is enabled, account is opened, and course selection tables are generated.

I'm Norma, Secretary of the Kassel Academy, and I'm happy to serve you, your ticket, passport and visa will be delivered within three weeks. Welcome, Jiang Xun. ”

Professor Schneider took out a stack of documents and handed them to Jiang Xun, "There are a few paper signatures here that you need to put down your pen, and then you can leave, and we will meet at the Kassel Academy." ”

"Are you in such a hurry? Professor, I'd like to take you on a few days in China. Jiang Xun signed his name on the pile of documents written in a mixture of Latin and English, like an illiterate deed of sale, and the English on it was mixed with a large number of professional terms that he had never seen, and he couldn't even recognize all of English, let alone Latin.

"I've delayed a lot of work to see you this time, and I'm ready to go back now." Professor Schneider said as he packed his bags.

"In this way, then I don't dare to delay your work as a professor, by the way, did you have breakfast?" Jiang Xun asked with a wink of his big deceptive eyes.

"No, I'm going to eat it on the plane." Professor Schneider said.

"Can I borrow your permission for breakfast?"

"No problem."

"Great! Thank you, Professor. ”

The hotels booked by the professor of the Kassel Academy are all presidential suites, with exquisite breakfast, Jiang Xun hummed a song and signed, thinking about what to eat for breakfast later, although the croissants and milk I ate yesterday are simple, but they taste very good, and today is a special breakfast for the presidential suite, and the taste should be even better.

Just as Jiang Xun was thinking about whether to try the hotel's salmon rolls for breakfast, a large number of data packets poured out of the supercomputer named Norma, heading to different corners of the world.

The word "Jiang Xun" appeared on many people's screens, and those who saw it could hardly believe their eyes, because following Jiang Xun's name appeared was his bloodline level - Z-level.

Z-level?

There are Z-level students at the Kassel Academy?

First surprised, then laughed, some people thought that the Kassel Academy had degenerated, and that it had fallen to the point of being a student of Z-class blood.

Others were furious, believing that this Z-class waste wood would tarnish the past glory of the Kassel Academy.

But no matter what, the name Jiang Xun is remembered by many people.

The data lock was lifted, and a few secret gateways on the earth were opened to Jiang Xun.

The Kassel Academy opened its arms to this teenager of the lowest bloodline in history.