"The ECG signal retrieval has been completed, and the school-level activity --- 'Freedom Day' jointly submitted by the student club has ended, and 23 students have been seriously injured, 11 have been slightly injured, no one has died, and a total of two students have retained consciousness and are confirmed as the winners of this activity." Grudolf Manstein stared silently at Norma's decision and reached out to pull up the winner's profile.

Two freshmen. S-class. The little old man frowned slightly, then waved his hand gently. The staff of the Discipline Committee, the school work department, and the school hospital took action at the same time, and the noise of the helicopter startled a large number of birds around the pine forest, and the squirrels shuttled through the forest with fear, trembling at the iron birds that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Doctors and nurses filled the entire 'battlefield' in an instant, carrying suitcases with insignia, taking out syringes to inject corpses, and uniformed employees who looked like heroes carried students on stretchers one by one without saying a word.

There is a black helicopter landing next to Lu Mingfei, the pilot's skill is incredible, although the pine forest is not dense, but a few open spaces are only enough to reach the limit of landing conditions, the slightest carelessness is the end of the plane crash.

The man in the iron mask stood up from the seat in the cabin, and the pair of iron-gray eyes quickly found his target and confirmed: "Lu Mingfei? ”

"Looking for me?" Schneider nodded: "Come on, your state needs timely treatment, I will send you to the school hospital, there is another freshman, in Norma's timetable, your train should arrive tomorrow, you are all special cases of evening arrival, don't add burden to Norma." Lu Mingfei looked at the girl with an inquiry in his eyes.

She nodded slightly. The boy was pulled into the helicopter by the hideous-looking professor, and as if remembering something, he turned his head and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Zero." The girl's answer was slightly Russian-accented, and with that snowy appearance, it was not difficult to guess her hometown.

"Okay." Lu Mingfei solemnly saluted: "I remember, for the friendship of our common battle." ”........

"Why?" Ange grinned, "He's great. ”

"Awesome?" Frost sneered: "His information is very transparent, it is easy to find information, a waste who can't get grades in the compulsory education of ordinary people!" Check his physical test results again, my God, he can run four and a half minutes in a thousand meters, and this is still the result of temporary training for the exam. The middle-aged man slapped his hand on the table fiercely: "S-class, this is what you think of as S-class?" ”

"Oh, don't be so harsh, Frost," Ange still smiled, "Bush Jr. has just as bad grades at Yale, and Mr. Caesar Gattuso has some flaws in the academy as well, isn't he?" ”

"A grade point of 2.7, countless tardiness records, two failed grades, and the punishment of the beer swimming competition, his review is also ghostwritten by his colleagues, I really hope you can look at the handwriting that is made, hundreds of years ago, such a person was the most valued talent of the secret party, because we want to imitate the Pope's handwriting." Ange seemed amused by his joke, and continued with a happy smile: "Frost, look, his subordinates risked punishment to make a review, no one except Norma can see the difference in handwriting, it is really amazing, Frost, you should be proud of him, this is the talent of the Academy, we can't use those cold records to determine the level of blood." Ange was probably a natural orator, and his speech was so impassioned and subdued that Frost tried to interject several times but was choked back, and by the time Ange finished speaking, he was choked up.

"That's not a reason," Frost denied again after a pause: "Caesar's qualities are above that S-level in all aspects, he is just a little ..... Rebellious, Gattuso recognizes his lineage throughout his family, watch your words. ”

"In the past, Lu Mingfei's quality was indeed not outstanding, and the school directors who got the information about this are obvious to all," Chen Mo rattled the bell to speak: "But under special circumstances, the dragon blood of some compatriots will be hidden very deeply, he just lacks an opportunity to express it, his great-grandfather and parents are genuine S-level, if there is dragon blood purification, his bloodline should be close to a pure-blooded dragon, but there is no sign at present, doesn't this just show the stability of his bloodline?" ”

"I want to warn you that it is still unknown whether his dragon blood will be expressed!" Frost said coldly.

"Maybe I had the same question a day ago, but now, it's answered." Chen Mo squinted his eyes and looked around: "I think you should know something about the carnival of Kassel's Freedom Day. ”

“.......”

"Thanks to Ange's foresight, this would have been a real-life shootout between the two major clubs of the college, using the Frigga bullet used in the non-lethal mission of the Executive Department, but Ange had anticipated the doubts of the school board, and he made a little modification to the duel." The Sichuan character on Frost's forehead gradually outlined.

"Yes," Ange snapped his fingers,

"A hunt, aiming for our S-rank, the Lionheart will compete with the Student Council, and the club that wins the game will get the precious S-Rank."

"The result?" The girl who was listening asked with interest.

"For the first time, our S-Class has proven his pedigree," Ange looked humble, but his eyebrows fluttered: "He won!" Who would have thought? I just hoped that he would be able to adapt to this environment and put on some great performances, but he was the winner! Frost and one of the school directors glanced at each other without a trace, but when they thought about it, Ange choked the words out of their mouths.

"I even doubt the authenticity of this result, but Norma is always the best secretary of the college, and the surveillance video of satellites and drones has been uploaded, and every school director has the right to inquire about it."

"........" was silent for a long time.

"I think Ange's nomination is valid," the old man shook the brass bell,

"This matter will end here, and at the same time, I also want to nominate a candidate for the Nibelungen Project, a Chinese freshman who has been promoted to the second year, Chu Zihang, who has a very good mission record in the Executive Department, has a clean background, and also has a reason to face the Dragon King."

"He's right," Frost tirelessly pointed at Angers,

"Lu Mingfei has no reason to face the Dragon King, we can't send a coward to the battlefield, even if his bloodline is outstanding."

"Can we stop talking about this?" Yin Lizabeth frowned: "The high purity of dragon blood determines that he will never be a coward, doesn't the school board have the means to control an eighteen-year-old child?" ”

"But his parents .......," Frost said as he slammed on the brakes just in time, and a strange atmosphere suddenly rose in the chamber, and everyone fell silent, as if they were afraid of something.

"His parents aren't a reason for us to stop him," Ange said, breaking the eerie atmosphere, "but let's make up our minds to support this S-class." ”

"That's it." The silver-haired girl sitting in the main seat indifferently terminated the discussion: "Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Caesar Gattuso are the candidates for the Nibelungen plan, I think this time there is no need to vote, I don't want to have a continuous vote rejection at Laurent's meeting, the scene will be ugly." No one refuted.

"Then there's the final topic." The girl sighed slightly.

"This may not be the right time, we are facing the threat of one of the four monarchs, but after all, the egg of one of the twins is in our hands, so Laurent still threw up this issue." [To tell the truth, I have been chasing more recently, switching sources, reading more timbres, .huanyuanapp, Android, and Apple are available.]

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"Preparation for a half-breed war." The girl looked at Ange on the other side of the long table: "As far as I know, the secret party has a distribution of power all over the world, we control Europe and the United States, but we can't completely control Asia, I think you are impressed by the contact process between the Chinese orthodoxy and the secret party." ”

"The recovery of the dragon king is gradually approaching," the old man clenched the Buddha beads in his palm,

"This is not the time for a large-scale civil war among half-breeds."

"I don't mean orthodoxy." The girl waved her hand, and the interface of the Nibelungen Project instantly switched to a projection of the planet, frozen somewhere in the far east of Asia.

"I have the impression that the secret party should have established a branch in Japan during that war, and the head of the Japanese branch at that time was still a student of Angers, Inuyama Ka."

"How long has it been since he and your teacher had been in touch?"

"So much so that we in the headquarters of the secret party don't know that the so-called Japanese branch has become an empty shell?"