Chapter 11: Dragon Scales and Baby Dragons

Professor Guderian finally finished his general history of dragon slaying, and finally asked, "So do you have any questions?" ”

"Professor, can you show us some evidence?" Although Lu Mingfei had already determined the existence of the dragon clan from the coercion of that painting, he still needed some evidence.

"Evidence? There is evidence, of course. For each new student, we have prepared a testimonial! Professor Guderian clapped his hands.

A middle-aged man walked into the carriage quickly, carrying a black suitcase on his left and right hands.

He placed the two suitcases with silver metal trim and wonderful patterns on the table, bowed to Lu Mingfei and Zero, and introduced himself in Chinese:

"Hello, my name is Masashi Toyama, a counselor at the Kassel Academy. It was a pleasure to meet our S-level freshmen and A-level freshmen. Especially for the S-class, the Kassel Academy has not had an S-class freshman for more than 40 years. ”

Lu Mingfei didn't care about what happened to the S-class freshman, but looked at the two black boxes with concern after greeting him.

Masashi Toyama opened the first suitcase with a password and fingerprints, and peeled off the layers of foam. Inside is a black scale, half the size of a palm, in the shape of a perfect shield.

"Pinch it." Masashi Toyama handed the scales to the nearest Zero, but Zero shrank back as if he had a habit of cleanliness, refusing.

Masashi Fukuyama was not embarrassed, and handed the dragon scales to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei gently pinched the scales, but there was no force in his hands.

He felt that the hardness of this scale was not particularly high, at most it could only be equivalent to the hardness of the scales on the white dragon young dragon.

Masashi Toyama also wanted to hand Lu Mingfei a pistol and let him personally shoot the dragon scales for verification. But the muscles in Lu Mingfei's hands contracted rapidly, and the scales shattered in response!

"You can't have fake scales, do you?" Professor Guderian watched this scene in shock, and then asked Masashi Toyama.

"How is that possible? These are definitely four generations of scales, and they were found in the ancient city of Loulan in Xinjiang, China, and were personally identified as genuine by Menek Kassel.

It can only be said that it is the reason for the S-class. Our new S-level turned out to be a physically outstanding student! Masashi Toyama sighed, while looking at Lu Mingfei, "Don't worry, you don't need to compensate for this damaged thing." ”

Professor Guderian also accepted the reality that his student was not a research-oriented talent like him, but a violent talent. But it made him happier and felt closer to tenure.

"Okay, then let's take a look at the second piece of proof." Masashi Toyama opened the second suitcase, which contained a cylindrical glass bottle.

The glass bottle contained a yellowish formalin solution, soaked in a lizard-like animal, yellowish-white, curled up with a slender tail, a long beard around the mouth, and two membrane wings spread out behind it.

Lu Mingfei recognized it at a glance, this was a dragon.

"It's a red dragon cub that hasn't even died, it's just ......sleeping," Masashi Toyama explained the origin of the dragon cub to Lu Mingfei and Zero, and finally sighed, "It's perfect, isn't it?" ”

"Perfect?" Lu Mingfei asked rhetorically, "Is it perfect?" ”

"Isn't it perfect? Look at his details, look at the lines on his scales, what a beautiful creature! They can only be conceived by nature or gods, and exist within the limits of the human imagination! ”

"Why not human beings at the most perfect? It is precisely because human beings are imperfect that they surpass perfection! Lu Mingfei asked rhetorically.

Once when Lu Mingfei was watching anime, he saw Alexander the Great say this, and he still couldn't understand it. But in the years on the Faren Continent, Lu Mingfei completely understood this sentence.

Humanity is imperfect, without the long lives of dragons and elves, without the terrifying talents of demons and devils, without the unique expertise of the Giesyankees, without the unity of the F. F. Ant.

Human beings are imperfect, even full of flaws.

But it is precisely because of this imperfection that there are no limits to human beings. There are countless professions in the multiverse, but humans can do it. It can be said that human beings are full of infinite possibilities, isn't it the most perfect?

After listening to Lu Mingfei's words, Professor Guderian and Masashi Toyama both fell into deep thought, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Zero's eyes.

Fingal was holding the Coke and drinking it heartlessly, and when he heard this, the movements of his hands paused for a moment, and then continued to drink the Coke.

"It's S-class! It's so transparent. Although Lu Mingfei did not explain, both Professor Guderian and Masashi Toyama understood the sentence from their own direction and sighed.

"It seems that this S-class will not be like the previous S-class, who committed suicide by swallowing a gun because of the difficulty of speculation." Masashi Toyama also added.

"Do you want to take a closer look at this red dragon cub?" Masashi Toyama asked. Lu Mingfei thought in his heart why the red dragon cub was not red, and at the same time put his face close to the glass bottle.

The red dragon cub suddenly opened its eyes, golden glasses. It opened its mouth suddenly, and a mouthful of dragon flame erupted, and at the same time, it struggled to open its arms to break through the shackles of the glass bottle.

But the formalin solution poured into the red dragon cub's throat, causing it to cough in agony like a drowning man. But it then turned out that it was only the lightest pain, as a pair of iron fists came at it.

At the moment when Long Yan spewed out, Lu Mingfei subconsciously punched out. The sturdy nanomaterial container shattered in response, allowing Lu Mingfei to easily choke the cub's throat.

"Don't!" When Lu Mingfei pinched the throat of the red dragon cub and looked closely, the two shouted out.

"Lu Mingfei, be merciful, this is a precious research material, don't destroy it." Professor Guderian seemed to be afraid that Lu Mingfei would be surprised and directly pinch the red dragon cub to death, so he tried to say it to Lu Mingfei in a calm voice.

Lu Mingfei took the red dragon cub and looked at it again, and then looked at Professor Guderian: "Professor, what should he do now?" ”

"There were spare glass bottles and formalin solution in the car, and they were delivered immediately." Professor Guderian said, putting down his phone.

After a while, a new bottle arrived, and two strong men in black with guns in their hands carefully took the red dragon cub that had passed out and put it into the bottle.

Professor Masashi Toyama sealed the bottle, carefully put it back in the box, and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Whether it's an S-class injury or the death of a red dragon cub, anything that happens will cause a riot among the old professors.

When the time comes, you will be lucky to just be deducted from your salary.