"Because of this perceptual ability, I only knew about the bloodline that existed in Lu Mingfei's body. And in my perception, my bloodline should be the weakest, Chu Zihang's bloodline level should be much higher than mine, and a little higher is Old Lady Chen and you. ”

Zheng Shu turned his target back to the side dishes on the table, tasted a little and felt that it tasted good, Ange saw that he liked it, so he brought the dishes in front of him to him.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is completely a scene of grandpa and grandson filial piety amiable and amiable knees, and only Chen Motong next to her knows how restless she is.

As a half-breed with writing profiles and reading as spiritual vision on the ability table, the pressure of these two people talking has already made her a little breathless, and the most terrifying thing is that these two people have no outward performance in such an atmosphere.

"Only Lu Mingfei, he is an exception, in my perception his bloodline level is more than everyone else, but there is something wrong with careful perception, if the ability of ordinary half-breeds is like being locked behind a door when they are not awakened, then Lu Mingfei is probably locked in an underground explosion-proof vault. Although the value of the contents is higher than that of a normal half-blood, it is impossible to open it unless there is a specific key. ”

"I see, I didn't expect Zheng Shu to have such ability."

Zheng Shu solved another plate of side dishes, looked up at Ange, and ignored his question.

Then I learned that Lu Mingfei's parents were still alive and would send a large sum of money to her place every month. To be honest, his situation gave me a strong sense of déjà vu......"

"Chu Zihang."

Ange didn't feel the slightest anger to be ignored, and took over very cooperatively, nodding in agreement with Zheng Shu's speculation.

"Although it doesn't look like it, the two sides are very similar in nature, so that's the case, Zheng Shu didn't expect you to have such observational powers."

"You've won the prize, Mr. Headmaster, it's just some inconsequential reason."

The words of the two sides were harmonious, and even the sense of oppression that originally existed between the two disappeared, but Chen Motong, who was sitting on the side, became more and more uneasy, and her intuition kept warning her to leave here.

Just when Chen Motong was about to lose his hand, Ange finally spoke again to break the atmosphere.

"You're right, in fact, Lu Mingfei's parents are also my students, I also saw Lu Mingfei when he was born, although they parted ways because of some things, they also asked me to help take care of Lu Mingfei."

Ange stood up and put on the hat he placed beside him.

"For some reason I haven't been able to come over to visit him, so forgive me for leaving early. By the way, Zheng Shu, the school will mail you something related to your admission in a few days, and I hope we can meet again at the Kassel Academy. ”

After speaking, Ange left the place with elegant steps, leaving only Zheng Shu and the two to sit alone at the front table.

"Slow down, Headmaster."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Shu's attitude suddenly became very eager, and even made the guests next to him look sideways.

Sitting back in his chair, Zheng Shu didn't pay attention to the strange eyes coming from him, just immersed in his own world. Joke! If these people can also let him get such a harvest, his attitude can be a little more enthusiastic.

[The impact on the world reaches a certain limit, and a small amount of impact factor is obtained]

Progress: 32.98%→40.12%

Of course, these are not only the credit of Ange, but also some of the contributions of Chen Motong and Old Lady Chen.

Looking at the progress of the growth on the panel, Zheng Shu was very happy, counting the impact factor he consumed, he had almost collected more than half of the progress.

In this way, it seems that it is still mixed into the plot to gain the most. If it weren't for the lack of strength, Zheng Shu would have been eager to fly to Japan now, and Herzog would have let him know what the reader's anger was, and by the way, he would make a lot of money on the impact factor.

Just when Zheng Shu was thinking about how to knead Herzog, Chen Motong next to him finally relieved himself.

Originally, according to her temper, even if Ange and Old Lady Chen were there, they would not be so quiet, but her spiritual vision was too strong, causing them to involuntarily fall into instinctive fear when the momentum of both sides exploded.

Especially during the period when Ange and Zheng Shu were silent at the end, although they didn't have any momentum, the strong sense of fear in their minds made Chen Motong think that he was dead.

By the time she finally came to her senses, Ange had already left the place. Looking at Zheng Shu, who was sitting next to him and cooking dry, after all, curiosity overwhelmed fear.

"You ......"

"Wait!"

As soon as Chen Motong was about to speak, Zheng Shu raised his hand to interrupt the language behind her.

Grabbing the cup next to him and pouring tons of water inside, Zheng Shu wiped the corners of his mouth, looking at Chen Motong's expression was extremely sincere.

"Look, you're going to get married in the past, I'm going to be a hostage, it's not appropriate for the two of us to communicate, so don't communicate."

Chen Motong choked on his words, but he still accurately grasped the information he said.

"What do you mean, what do you mean that I was married in the past?"

Zheng Shu asked the waiter next to him for a big bowl of rice, covered the dishes on the rice, and said vaguely while picking up the rice:

"It's very simple, if it's a hostage, I'm enough alone, if I need a main vein like you to be a hostage, then there's no point in an outsider like me going, it's better to match you with two maids."

After quickly finishing a bowl of rice bowls, Zheng Shu snapped his fingers in Chen Motong's gaze at the rice bucket, and asked the waiter for another bowl.

"So on the premise that I went to be a hostage, and they also let you go to the Kassel school, then the meaning is very obvious, what do you think is possible in this case except for marriage."

Looking at Zheng Shu, who was still cooking, Chen Motong frowned.

"Although what you say seems to be reasonable, I'm sorry, it just so happens that I'm good at this too, so while my intuition tells me that what you're saying is right, my reason tells me that your logic is full of errors. And not only this time, but even what you said when you talked to that old man just now, there are a lot of logical errors. ”

As if he felt that he had finally pulled back a game, Chen Motong showed a confident smile.

"So although you deceived the old man just now, you can't fool me......"

"Wait a minute."

Zheng Shu suddenly stretched out his hand again to interrupt her words, and he looked up at Chen Motong regardless of the rice grains sticking to his face.

"Who told you I lied to that old man?"

Looking at Chen Motong's stunned expression, Zheng Shu sighed a little helplessly, and sipped the rice grains from his mouth into his mouth with his hand.

"I advise you to get to know your future headmaster, the one just now is Ange, the strongest dragon slayer in the world, of course I can't fool him with this little trick. The reason why he was willing to be deceived by me was because he found out that I could help him slay the dragon......"