"Under pressure, we purchased the most advanced diving bell from Germany at the time, an all-metal diving rig that was a Faraday cage, and we wanted to use electrostatic shielding to weaken the impact of the embryonic field. Everyone in the dive group donned a special metal-mesh wetsuit and took neuro-sedative medication orally. They are undoubtedly the best hybrids, and we feel that they should be able to withstand the interference of the embryonic realm when fully armed."

"There are six people in the diving team, and if one person is in trouble, the other five can forcibly evacuate him. In order to destroy that dangerous embryo, we also equipped the dive team with special underwater rifles, using bullets sharpened from the Philosopher's Stone. Anyway we did everything we could think of," Schneider said, sighing, "but now that we think about it, we're still losing out on the lack of information, but who can know the prophet?"

"Although it was a dangerous mission, the trainees were very excited, the young people were usually fearless, and they were all excited to have the opportunity to be exposed to such a big scene, which was the embryo of a dragon after all."

"It was unexpectedly good weather on the day of the dive, and the six members of the dive team sank on three diving bells, and I was responsible for providing support on the ice. At first everything went smoothly, the currents were calm, and there was no marine life to interfere with them, until the depth of the dive reached 170 meters, and the leader of the diving team suddenly shouted in surprise on the communication channel, saying that they had seen a door. It's quite strange, because the depth of 170 meters is far from reaching the seabed, and if they see the door in that place, is it suspended in the water?"

"I already felt that something was wrong, worried that they had strayed into the realm of the embryo and were starting to hallucinate. Because they were excitedly discussing the door in the communication channel, which was completely against the rules of communication, their mental state was not right, and the underwater communication should be short and clear to avoid misunderstandings. I shouted orders them not to go near the door, I don't know if it was their hallucination or if it was real, but my gut told me it couldn't be opened. But they didn't respond to my calls at all, and the only sounds of their rapid breathing and a strange murmur could be heard in the communication channel."

"It's a very peculiar noise, like someone reciting some kind of scripture over and over again, sighing as they go, and the sound has a heavy echo, as if it came from a very deep well. Then the group leader said in amazement, "The door is open! The door is open!" , but suddenly the team leader said, "No! Don't go in!" Then I heard gunshots, then paddling and breathing apparatus, which meant that the dive team had left the dive bell and were fighting something, and it was very chaotic, and there were people shouting in the channel, but I couldn't hear it because of the electrical interference."

"I told them again and again before diving that they should never leave the diving bell, they are good boys who obey orders, but I don't know why they disobeyed my orders that time, and there is still no perfect explanation for this problem. After five minutes, the communication was cut off, and we could no longer receive a signal from the depths of the ice, so I immediately decided to forcibly retrieve the diving bells, which were connected to the icebreaker by a safety cable, but when we took back the safety cable, we found that the safety cable was cut, judging by the fibers at the fracture, it was cut by the diving knife configured by the diving team, and they cut the safety line themselves."

"I was crazy, I decided to dive down to rescue them myself, because I was their insurance, I could dive 300 meters deep without protective gear, I dived to a depth of 170 meters in one breath, and reached the water area where the accident occurred, but we didn't see any doors or any corpses, even the sea water was very clean, there was no trace of blood, obviously in the communication channel I clearly heard the fierce gunshots, at that time the surrounding water temperature was abnormally low, and soon dropped below freezing, as long as the sea water in this state was slightly agitated, it would quickly freeze, That's when I noticed something right behind me, and it kept swimming silently with me!"

"The predator that was so cautious as it was would not have been detected by me, but the super-cold water was stirred by me, and it froze very quickly, and within a few seconds I saw a thin film of ice open in front of me, and I saw a reflection of a black shadow in the thin ice, it was like a ghost, and its slender tail was slowly swinging in the sea, and then the spotlight on the diving helmet stopped working due to the low temperature, and it became pitch black all around, and I thought I was going to die, because the embryo suddenly hatched

It's killing my students! It's right behind me, I'm so close to it, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"I suddenly felt very angry, people can become extra bold in desperate situations, I suddenly remembered that I also had an underwater rifle, it was a Russian-made APS, although it was only loaded with ordinary bullets, I did not hesitate to shoot blindly into the darkness, this dying struggle actually worked, through the oxygen mask I smelled a strong smell of blood!"

"How could APS possibly hurt a dragon? At most, that thing can deal with frogmen, and it can't even kill a big shark." Manstein said.

"I don't know, but I came to the conclusion that it had a wound on its body, and the bullet I fired happened to tear its wound." "I felt it right in front of me, and I followed the wounded dragon face to face in the dark, very close, but I couldn't see it."

"It spat at me, my oxygen mask shattered in an instant, the cold current rushed into my respiratory tract with dragon blood, I lost consciousness directly, my companions on the ice realized that they had lost my contact, and directly activated the recovery system, the safety rope lifted me out of the water, and when I came out of the water, I was frozen in a piece of sea ice weighing several tons."

"It stands to reason that I should have died, in fact, the doctor later told me that my survival rate was only 1 in 1,000, but I survived after all, and the price I paid was half of my face and my respiratory tract, I had to wear an oxygen mask at all times, and replace my plastic respiratory tract every two or three years, otherwise I would die of respiratory failure."

"I used to love hand-rolled cigarettes, but this box of tobacco is leftover from 10 years ago, and I haven't finished smoking it yet, I only occasionally roll one and smoke it when I recall that time, because the pain of the cigarette entering my respiratory tract can help me remember the past more clearly." Schneider said.

"I'm sure every detail you said is true." Manstein said.

"We were unable to capture or kill the dragon, it is still alive, hiding in the depths of the ocean somewhere in the world. Within a few hours of the incident, we used the diving robot to explore, and there was nothing in the ice sea except seawater, even the fish disappeared, and we could not find the slightest trace, and we searched the seabed carefully and found no embryos or copper pillars, everything we experienced seemed to be just a nightmare, and the dream dissipated when we woke up. A few years later, an offshore mining company discovered the abundance of manganese nodules on the seabed and set up an offshore mining platform where thousands of marine miners still work. Everything was sealed in the dust, and it wasn't until a while ago that we observed the exact same heartbeat signal in the depths of the Japanese Trench."

"Now that the story is over, there's a document here that I think will be of interest to you." Schneider pulled out a dusty document bag from under the table and pushed it towards Manstein.

"You knew I was coming?" Manstein asked.

"I knew that the school board would send someone to stop Long Yuan's plan, but I didn't know that it would be you, so I took this document out of the archives in advance, I didn't plan to show it to anyone, but since it's you, then read it, don't care about the "SS" red seal it is sealed, I will print another one after you read it."

"How did you get this thing?" Manstein's face changed slightly, "Even if you are the head of the executive department, you will be removed by the school board if you do this!"

"Of course I can't, the nerves in the equipment department don't like me," Schneider said, "but someone can get it, and if that person doesn't care about the school board's recall, why should I care?"

"This may be your only chance to uncover the truth of the past, and it's too late to give up." Schneider's tone carried a hint of sarcasm, "After reading this document, you won't even have a chance to be a wallworm, and if the Gattuso family knew that you had read these documents, they would have closed the door to you forever to cooperate with them, and they would treat you as another lackey of the principal, a lackey like me."

Manstein didn't say anything, he picked open the seal with his thumb, read the documents of that year page by page, the signatures of the parties were vivid, the more he looked at his face, the more ugly it became, the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"These bastards! What did they do?" Manstein roared angrily.

"The reason why top secret is top secret,

Of course, there are reasons for it." "As you can see, the school board is well aware of the risks of approaching the Elder Dragon Embryo, and the top brass of the Secret Party have always known that dragons are still aggressive in the embryonic stage, but they are so eager to get the embryo that they risk their lives, and even 'too late' to disclose this information to our task force," Schneider said.

Schneider accented "too late," and his anger was palpable.

"They were eager to cover up the truth of the matter, replaced most of the school administrators, and the original school administrators were sent to branches around the world, and they also compromised with the principal and handed over greater management to the principal, who was not as careless as he is now before that incident."

"The school board is not qualified to issue a document asking me to terminate the Dragon Yuan Project, what I am doing now is a copy of what they did ten years ago, the only reason why they are panicking is that the heirs of the Gattuso family are also in the diving group, they can use other people's lives as bargaining chips, but they value their own lives too much, they are all bastards, beasts, beasts, and parasites." Schneider made no secret of his disgust.

"The embryo from ten years ago suddenly hatched, will this one also suddenly hatch?" Manstein asked, looking up.

"I don't know, we don't know much about the dragon's hatching process, maybe it can hatch at any time, or maybe it won't hatch when the time comes."

"Do they know about Caesar's group?"

"They don't need to know, knowing this will only increase fear, we are just borrowing their bloodline, and only the best ones can resist the interference of the embryonic realm."

"And what's the difference between you and those bastards on the school board? Caesar's group is like a group of lambs that go to the altar on their own! And you are the shepherd who leads this group of lambs to the sacrifice!" Manstein couldn't help it, "They don't know what kind of future they are facing! You've deprived them of their choice!"

"Choice? My dear Professor Manstein, many times the so-called right to choose is a burden, because to choose between one bad outcome and another bad outcome is really no choice, we have to choose the one that does not seem so bad." Schneider said quietly, "You've heard about the tram problem, right? If it were you, who would you choose to save?"

Manstein looked at Schneider and couldn't say a word.

"I'll choose to pull the trigger and save a hundred people." Schneider said to himself, "I'm a sinner, I've killed a man, but I've saved a hundred, I've saved a hundred, but I'm a sinner. That's the original sin of us dragon slayers, do you understand?"

"You want to say that there is no one who cannot be sacrificed in order to slay dragons?" Manstein said, "You're quibbling! If you choose to sacrifice anyone, why don't you get into the submersible yourself?"

Schneider didn't say anything, just glanced at Manstein, and then suddenly took out a short knife from his pocket and stabbed himself in the heart with his backhand!

Manstein was stunned by the sudden unfolding, but Schneider just smoked silently and stared into Manstein's eyes, and a minute later, Schneider pulled the short knife out of the wound, because the wound had begun to heal, and when Schneider pulled out the short knife, the knife was tightly jammed by the muscles, and Schneider was expressionless the whole time, as if he had lost his sense of pain.

"You're polluted!" Manstein is incredibly authentic.

Schneider pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the dagger, the wound had stopped, and the muscles were growing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye: "Don't confuse me with the school board's double-standard bed bugs. It's the same to sacrifice everyone, including me and you, but not everyone is qualified to sacrifice, we don't make senseless sacrifices, I have been polluted by dragon blood, and the rest of the time is unknown, and your bloodline is not enough to resist the realm of the ancient dragon, so we can only sit here and have no qualifications to sacrifice."

"What cruel reason." Professor Manstein sighed, "But that's not enough to convince me."

"You told me a story, and I have a story here, do you want to hear me?"