"It's enough for you to take for three months, and if you get addicted to smoking, it's okay to smoke once or twice, as long as you don't smoke too much." Jiang Xun took out a box and handed it to Professor Schneider.

There are 30 potions in the chest, these 30 potions are diluted with 3 bottles of life potion, it costs him 150 gold coins, he kills the canyon pioneer once a week, and he can explode 500 gold coins at a time, which he can still afford to spend.

Professor Schneider didn't accept the potion box directly, he looked at Jiang Xun, his expression was a little struggling, although taking the potion just now gave him the feeling of being in heaven, slightly exaggerated, this box of potions was like the temptation of air to a drowning person to him, he hadn't breathed so freely for a long, long time.

But he understood the value of this box of potions, and he didn't think it was credible that Jiang Xun said that the Chinese medicine was boiled, and as a researcher of dragon civilization, he guessed that it might be some kind of alchemy potion.

"Professor, in our Chinese students, the apprenticeship is to give the teacher an apprenticeship, you should take it as my apprenticeship, not a precious thing, just a student's heart, please be sure to accept it." Jiang Xun pushed the box in the direction of Professor Schneider.

"Thank you." To put it succinctly, Professor Schneider didn't pretend anymore and accepted the potion box.

"No thanks, teacher, can you borrow some equipment from the Executive Department? It's not a high-risk weapon, it's just some self-defense gadgets," Jiang Xun rubbed his hands, revealing that deceptive and honest smile, and handed Professor Schneider a list.

Professor Schneider took the list and looked at it, and found that there were indeed no dangerous weapons on it, not even firearms, just a large number of non-irritating smoke grenades and a small amount of tear gas.

Although he didn't know what Jiang Xun wanted these things for, he still nodded and signed his name on them.

……

In the admission counseling just now, Lu Mingfei learned that he is not a person, his parents are not human, and most of the students and teachers in this school are not human.

They are all descendants of reptiles.

This has greatly impacted the life level established by Lu Mingfei in the past 18 years.

Fortunately, his nerves are still quite big, and he didn't fall into a trap like the former S-class senior 40 years ago and committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

He had gradually accepted the idea of the Kassel Academy, where there were indeed dragons in this world, and he was just about to ask his mentor, Professor Guderian, about the news of his father.

Grim sirens suddenly swept through the sky and echoed around the campus like roaring ghosts.

Lu Mingfei was stunned, and the faces of Professor Guderian and Masashi Toyama instantly became grim, which obviously indicated that the situation was serious.

Before Lu Mingfei could figure out the situation, he was dragged into the narrow passage by Guderian and Masashi Toyama, one left and one right.

Soon after they took refuge, the empty campus was covered in a thick blue smoke.

In the smoke, I suddenly remembered the sound of gunshots, the fire of the muzzle strafing was extinguished, the exclamation sounded with the panicked footsteps quickly disappeared, the rich smell of blood was permeated, and in a very short time, there were screams in the completely opposite direction, one after another, the fog was dyed red, and I don't know how many hunters were hiding in the fog in the crazy hunt.

Lu Mingfei feels like he's watching a horror movie, is this the invasion of the dragon clan?

It turns out that dragons are such terrible monsters.

However, he didn't know why he had the feeling that there was only one monster to cause this massacre instead of a group, but when he thought about it, it was unlikely.

The screams are far apart from each other, if it's a monster, unless the guy can teleport.

However, since dragons exist, it is not impossible for teleportation to exist.

"What the hell is the student council president doing? What's his name? Guderian whispered to Masashi Toyama, not wanting to draw attention to the guys fighting in the blue smoke.

"His name is Caesar Gattuso, the dumb guy who drove the Bugatti Veyron, but it's strange," Masashi Toyama cautiously stuck his head out to look outside, almost being concentrated by a stray bullet, the bullet pierced the wall brick, and in a second later, it could make his head bloom, he quickly shrank back, and patted his chest with some fear.

"What's weird?" Guderian asked.

"It doesn't feel like it's the work of the student council or the Lionhearts, at least on the previous day of freedom, they didn't use smoke bombs, the only good news is that there are no irritants in these smoke bombs, otherwise we might have suffocated with so many smoke bombs." Masashi Toyama said.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what they meant by Lionheart, a day of freedom, he was swinging, he felt that his head was now full of paste, if the monster in the blue smoke pried open his skull, he would probably leave disappointed, unless this monster likes to eat liquid food.

"Attention, attention, there is a third party involved in the battlefield, everyone pay attention to concealment, beware of sneak attacks, blowers, hurry up on the blowers, ah! Here he is—" The sound in the loudspeaker stopped abruptly, leaving only the sizzle of electricity.

It seemed that the brave comrade had died, but before he died, he had completed his mission, passed on the information, and could rest in peace.

Huge blowers were erected on the rooftops, large fan blades swirling and cutting through the air making loud noise, and the smoke was blown away by the wild wind current.

A figure like a demon god holding a blood-dripping long knife appeared next to the blower, it was Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was staring at him with horror on his face in the corridor downstairs, made a silent gesture at him, and wiped his blood-stained long knife on the corpse that fell to the ground.

This blood would be very troublesome if it got on the skin, and it was not real human blood, but fake blood mixed with anesthetic, which could easily bring down an A-class half-blood, and he didn't want to experience it for himself as a scum of Z-class blood.

The student council and the lionheart club wore red and black combat uniforms, which were high-tech products specially prepared for a day of freedom after the equipment department was transformed.

If a special part of the suit, such as the neck or heart, is hit hard, the blood pack inside the suit will explode, creating the bloody illusion of blood splattering.

Although the blower stopped, most of the smoke had been blown away.

The lawn and aisles were full of corpses, and various weapons including grenades, grenadiers, and shoulder-fired rocket launchers were scattered all over the ground, but the wounds on the corpses basically had nothing to do with these weapons.

In this case, even comedian Kogoro Mori can guess who the murderer is.

Jiang Xun jumped off the roof and walked over to the only two living people standing in the parking lot with a knife.