If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 668 Plan
The bell tower of the chapel was pounded by the overwhelming rain, and the bell was ringing in the wind.The door was pushed open, and a man walked in, wearing black clothes and holding a black umbrella.

"Wouldn't it be boring to always wear the same clothes?" The decadent middle-aged man in the corner of the room in front of the computer lazily asked the person who put away the black umbrella and walked in. A funeral that never ends."

"Funerals always end, but they always come one after another." Angers hung the umbrella on the doorknob and closed the door smoothly, lest the raindrops outside the door wet the cashmere blanket on the floor inside the threshold, " And in the West, the mourners and the buried have the same style of dress, and no one knows whether the protagonist of the next funeral I go to will be myself, and wearing this dress is very appropriate at any time."

"What a cool line. I don't think you will be able to find such a cool funeral protagonist in the next 100 years." The night watchman reluctantly moved his eyes away from the big breasts and fat buttocks on the computer, and looked at Uninvited Angers, "I hit a wall in the Three Gorges? So come to me for comfort?"

"I think if I need to seek comfort, I should find a younger girl." Anger picked up the bottle of low-alcohol drink on the table and glanced at it. "I heard that you are revisiting your old profession recently."

"What is revision? You won't forget that kind of thing if it's engraved in your memory." The night watchman looked at Angers who was wandering around the room, "Since when did you become interested in alchemy again? "

"Ye Sheng photographed a large number of bronze columns under the Yangtze River. The type is similar to the 'Ice Sea Fragments'. It may be related to the alchemy of the King of Bronze and Fire. We lack an excellent interpreter." Anger opened for himself A bottle of alcoholic beverage, the cap of the bottle was tapped with the thumb, and it bounced precisely amidst the sound of the airflow to the glass jar full of beverage caps on the table, and the impact made a jingle.

"The alchemy of the King of Bronze and Fire? You really found the 'study' in Baidi City?" For the first time, the night watchman had a look of energy on his face, and he sat upright on the useless swivel chair after a long time.

All the information on the 'Kuimen Project' is confidential, even the night watchman only knows superficial information, for example, the mission location is far away in the Yangtze River Basin in China, and he will not know the deeper information—if he Want to know, it won't be difficult to obtain this information, but he can't satisfy his curiosity for the risk of arousing the suspicion of the school board, and he has more important things to do during this time.

But if Ange came to the door as a requester now, he wouldn't mind listening to the briefing on this temporary upgrade to the 'S' level classified mission.

"The process was tortuous, and some people died, but the ending was considered a success, thanks to that child." Anger put one hand in his trousers pocket, and stood in the middle of the room with a drink in his right hand, his back straight.

"Your briefing is really concise. But the process is not important. Have you found the Dragon King's 'cocoon'?"

"Let's gossip, after tossing and turning for seven days, after everything calmed down, I arrived at the college at 10:[-] this morning, and I personally escorted it to the bottom of the ice cellar for safekeeping." Angers said.

"Are you sure it's the bone bottle of His Royal Highness the Dragon King?" The night watchman rarely became serious. The last time he was so serious was when he was discussing whether the Japanese sex industry was dead.

Angers took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket and threw it over. The night watchman caught it with both hands, flipped it over nimbly, nestled in the recliner and opened the screen. On it were photos that had already been clicked. The time is today.His eyes are like a scanner, scanning every detail precisely. The higher his eyebrows are raised, the deeper the shadow on that decadent face under the light of the mobile phone screen, as if there is some hidden emotion hidden inside.

"'Dedicate my bones and blood to the great Majesty Nidhogg. He is the existence of the supreme, the most powerful, and the most virtuous. He rules the whole world with destiny.'" Anger said, "With your knowledge, you should be able to read the bones. The dragon text on the bottle."

"Just like in the legend, the good words praising the authority of Molten Fire, this kind of preservation and sense of history, you actually found it and brought it back." The night watchman tirelessly flipped through the repeated pages Photo, "How are you going to preserve him until the dissection study?"

"The sterile room made of uniform prestressed glass, the storage tool of nano-materials, 24-hour perfusion liquid nitrogen cold storage in the cryogenic cabin, the quartz glass cavity isolates the inside and outside of the bone bottle, rejecting all chemicals related to adrenaline from entering, The access authority has been upgraded from a black card to a white list approved by only me." Anger said.

"No metal space, ultra-low temperature refrigeration, plus don't trust anyone. It's hard to imagine any security problems in the bone bottle." The night watchman raised his eyebrows.

"Once a mistake has been made once, it will never happen again. Facts have proved that even a single-minded researcher will commit an unforgivable crime in front of the 'beauty' of the ultimate form of creatures. The thirst for knowledge above sex and greed, the desire for mystery and greatness, the truth, the ultimate, this is a fatal temptation for those researchers, and can even surpass their dragon-slaying spirit for a while." Angers sighed softly Said, "I can't trust anyone, not even my comrades in arms."

"That's why I said that the secret party needs cold-blooded embryos like you, and only people like you can do great things! Here is a toast to you! You are the only one who has captured the four living monarchs." The night watchman raised his hand. He drank half of the alcoholic drink and cheered vigorously, at least judging by his expression, the joy of making a breakthrough for his friend's career was not fake.

"The greatest credit should be given to the crew on the Moniah and the commissioner who went deep into the dragon's lair and brought back the bone bottle for us." Anger raised the bottle slightly and put it down again.

"The 'S' boy is active in action this time?" asked the Night's Watch.

"Extremely active, and even began to really attract the attention of forces other than the secret party." Anger said lightly, "Now he has become the new 'face' of the secret party, and no one will know after these seven days his name."

"I thought he was photogenic enough that time in the Pearl Tower." The night watchman shrugged.

"The nature is different. This time he chopped off two dragon servants, the noble second-generation dragons, the ancient dragons chosen by Norton as guardians of the tomb." Anger said, "The most important thing is that he captured the Dragon King, which has never been done before. Things that people have done. An epoch-making grandeur!"

"Shouling for thousands of years will eventually hurt the vitality of those next-generation species, right? Even if you change it, you should be able to do it. After all, the Dragon King is hidden in the bone bottle, and the opponent is bluntly only the second-generation species. They are strong, but not strong enough. The Dragon King It is considered strong, but unfortunately he has no chance to become an enemy." The night watchman said.

"In any case, the school board will be very satisfied with him!"

"How satisfied? Will you marry a daughter to that kid? I remember that the one named Laurent in the school board is very beautiful, and I had the idea of ​​using her photo as a desktop wallpaper." The night watchman narrowed his eyes. Eye.

"It's not that the stronger the bloodline, the more excellent the heirs born. You know better than anyone else." Anger said lightly, "The birth of a leader requires the comparison and matching of the bloodline gene spectrum, and after a lot of There is a chance to get it through the 'womb' screening. If you want to go further and stabilize the blood, you need to cast an alchemy matrix on the formed baby after four months of pregnancy. Not everyone can accept this harsh method of breeding a leader. "

"But there are always people who are willing to do it, and there are not many."

"In the Yangtze River, I saw the 'Yue' of the 'orthodox' generation." Angers said.

"Fengyue or Frostmoon? It can't be Muyue?" the night watchman asked.

"Get the moon," Angers said.

"The 'Yue' of each generation of 'Orthodox' is a 'dry' hybrid that is against the 'S' level. The timing of birth is different and the titles are different. I remember that the title of 'Watching Moon' should be born in summer. .As far as the feng shui zodiac on the "orthodox" side is concerned, "Getting the Moon" is a lower-middle choice, right? After all, the alchemy matrix can only go to the "fire" position when you are born in summer, and the alchemy written by you is inscribed during the embryonic process. The matrix will directly affect the innate personality of the fetus, so 'Hua Yue' will be a little irritable and irritable. It's hard to control!" The night watchman scratched his scalp.

"'Shuangyue' Yuqiu has a cold temperament, suitable for being a tool but not suitable for cultivating a sense of belonging. 'Fengyue' Yudong has a cold temperament, but is easy to go his own way and die early, 'Muyue' Yuchun, has a warm temperament but is easy to fall in love. Since the previous generation of 'Muyue' eloped with someone, 'Orthodoxy' probably learned from the painful experience and will never cultivate such an emotional tool again?" Anger shook his head, "In contrast, 'Huoyue' has a violent temperament. , the candidates who are rigid and easy to break meet their needs at this stage."

"Didn't the Xiangyang Zhou family show up? They should still be 'orthodox' and go it alone, right?"

"'Kuimen Project' has the possibility of leaking. 'Orthodoxy' was used as a gun once, so they got involved first. Probably they didn't want the matter to continue to expand, so they took the initiative to hide the matter in the country. The variable is at the end. A moment is also controllable." Angers said.

"It seems that 'orthodoxy' will make another big move in the near future. Is it because we found some incredible dragon tomb and urgently need thugs?"

"I'm not sure, but the 'Huoyue' mentioned that there were problems with the ancestors of the 'Orthodox' family, Shouyuan, and it probably has something to do with this news."

"In short, it's none of our business. The interests of the two sides are not involved, and maybe we will stand on the same side with them in the future. After all, after the dragon tomb is dug, we can only make decisions on living dragons. After all, it’s still a business of slaying dragons, fighting first, and then discussing the division of interests, the general situation is exactly the same.” The night watchman said indifferently, “This time, you and the ‘S’ kid probably gave the ‘Orthodox’ a blow. ? I don't believe they are not interested in the Dragon King's bone bottle."

"The two dragon corpses from the next generation are enough to satisfy their appetite. It happens that it is difficult for us to bring the dragon corpse back. The harvest of the bone bottle is enough. This is a breakthrough of historical significance." Anger said.

"Then what are you going to do next? Carry out a step-by-step dissection and then execute? The harvest this time is that the Dragon King should have other plans, so this is why you came to me tonight?" The night watchman rubbed his hands, " Don't tell me that you are going to use alchemy to trap His Royal Highness Norton for a cross-century and cross-species negotiation, that is the Dragon King, the originator of alchemy, and I am playing alchemy in front of him.

"I'm not so arrogant yet. Alchemy naturally has other uses—remember the 'Nibelungen Project' you proposed to the school board?" Angers looked up at the night watchman and asked.

"Remember! It was because of that thing that I was able to secure the vice principal's chair, but it's also a fake thing. Not many people are willing to take resources that are not a small burden for the school board. Go invest in a 'leader'? Compared to this kind of postnatal god-making plan, those old guys who believe in blood only theory are more willing to find a 'womb' for their excellent offspring, and brainwash them from an early age to cultivate their own 'leader'." The night watchman squinted his eyes while holding the wine bottle, "The biggest problem with the 'Nibelungen Project' has never been the difficulty of breaking through the alchemy technology, but the problem of candidates. It is too difficult to find someone who can be recognized by the old guys."

"But the technology is always up to you and me, so we have the right to decide whether this matter will succeed or not." Anger held the wine bottle in his pocket with one hand and gestured to the night watchman in the corner.

"Pay attention to the wording. It's 'in me' rather than 'in you and me'. What do you know about alchemy, a violent maniac who can only chop people with a jackknife? You can pass "Magic Mechanics" and "Basic Alchemy"" A'? Liberal arts student!" The night watchman finally found the point of contempt for his friend, and snorted superiorly.

"If the final form of science students is to sit on the sofa and drink beer until they get fat, then I think it is a wise choice for me to choose liberal arts at Cambridge." Anger lightly adjusted the neckline of the suit to reveal the white shirt underneath. The night watchman's denim jacket and plaid shirt were in stark contrast.

The night watchman only showed disdain for this, "Liberal arts students are good at writing, reading, poetry, and being handsome. If we really want to play science and technology, we have to look at our science students! We gain weight because of staying up late and high calorie demand!" Thanks to my mixed race, I avoided the curse of hair loss! The only role you liberal arts students have for the 'Nibelungen Project' is to take this name?"

"But sometimes liberal arts students will also dominate the finance and appropriation. If you have alchemy technology without resource support, you can only watch the moon in the water. Turning stones into gold also requires 'stones' first." Anger tilted his head lightly, "'It's up to you and me' The wording is not wrong, because now only I have the cornerstone of turning decay into gold."

The night watchman was about to put the wine bottle in his mouth and stopped, as if he was shocked by Angers' normal and calm words.

The room was silent for a few seconds, he looked at Angers, and Angers looked at him.He understood the extremely dangerous information hidden in the plain words, and slowly put down the wine bottle and looked at Angers.

"Are you serious?" He asked in a deep voice, his voice low enough to be overwhelmed by the whirring rain outside the door.

There is no longer the joking atmosphere of friends bickering in the air, but it is replaced by a frozen solemnity, as if someone has uncovered a corner of the coffin, and any prying eyes must be silent and awed.

"He was originally the only candidate for the 'Nibelungen Project'." Anger said lightly into the calm eyes of his old friend, "Since he returned to the academy with the bone bottle, he is also the only candidate for me here."

"The school board doesn't think so."

"So I didn't tell the board what I thought."

"You are abusing your power."

"It's better than letting Chao Gang corrupt."

"What are you, a traitor?" The night watchman suddenly smiled.

The bell tower was silent for a long time, and the white dove hid under the eaves to look at the brightly lit corner of the Anbo Hall in the distance, where laughter and music played together, and ignorant boys and girls danced and talked happily.

So even the big bell in the wind hid in the shadows and stopped whimpering, for fear of disturbing this "blasphemy" conversation with him.

After being frozen for a few minutes, the night watchman suddenly slowed down his gaze, stood up and walked over to Angers who was standing still, bent over him to pick up a new bottle of alcoholic drink, pried off the cap and stuffed it in his mouth, turned around And walked back.

Angers stood there silently, he was even prepared for his old friend to suddenly run out of the clock tower, clamoring to report him to the school board, but fortunately their friendship supported the weight of this conversation .

"After the school board knows what you are going to do, it will be furious and stop you at all costs." The night watchman said leisurely, "Are you ready to face the wrath of those old guys?"

"What's the point of rage afterwards? Usually when others know about my plan, the plan has been perfectly completed. The incompetent rage will only fade away quickly because of the compromise with reality. The school managers are all smart people. After that, I will only re-plan how to gain new benefits from it, rather than entangled in past mistakes." Anger said with a nod.

"It seems that you haven't done nothing all these years. At least you have figured out their personalities very clearly. But I still have a question, did you start to have this plan when the Executive Department discovered Baidi City?" ?” The night watchman narrowed his eyes very small, holding the wine bottle, it was not clear whether he was closing his eyes to rest or hiding his inner emotions through squinting.

Anger did not answer this question, and the night watchman changed his mind and said, "Are you sure that kid can be trusted? I didn't say that there are many doubts about that kid! Quite a lot of doubts! As far as his blood sample is concerned, No one has yet figured out how that weird phenomenon appeared and how it disappeared! Let alone the phenomenon of the Philosopher's Stone shooting."

"It does not matter."

"Then what's important?" the night watchman asked in a low voice, "What gave you the confidence that he will always be on the side of humans? To be honest, from my point of view, I will not take the little friend you brought here easily As a pure 'hybrid', no one knows what he will become after the bloodline of the 'Nibelungen Project' level is purified!"

"The only weapon to defeat the Dragon King head-on? Perhaps."

"This matter is not a 'maybe' that can be perfunctory, Angers, I always need to know what your confidence in him is?" The night watchman looked at Angers, "You never told anyone about the process of discovering him , and his history."

"Is it important?" Angers asked the night watchman this time, with a flat tone.

"." After a few seconds of silence, the night watchman suddenly let go of his frowning brows, and immediately returned to a lazy look and lay down on the chair, "That's right, I'm an idiot, this really doesn't matter to you , because you're crazy."

"You can't reason with a lunatic, talk about risks and cost performance with him." Ang Hot nodded in agreement.

"It's like you can't discuss with a lunatic what type of flashlight to shoot a safe single-plank bridge." The night watchman scratched his eyebrows and sighed, "But I still need a reason, even if it's a perfunctory reason, after all, destroying the world requires A legitimate reason, right? It can’t be that the world has to be destroyed because the hamburger doesn’t taste good or something. Give me a reason to believe that he will end the war in the next ten years, not start the war.”

"Young people's hearts have no boundaries. Young people's hearts fly far away, but the higher they go, the more frightened their hearts are, so they always try to find some snares to bind them. They themselves." Angers said softly, "I have confidence in him."

The night watchman stared at Angers for a long time, then closed his eyes and hummed in dissatisfaction: "Liberal arts student"

"If you are ready, let me know at any time. Tonight's autopsy of the 'King of Bronze and Fire' will be carried out in the ice cellar. Since it is a confidential plan, the operation needs to be done as soon as possible. The information about the arrival of the bone bottle cannot be hidden from the school. It's been too long, and now they probably think that the bone bottle is wandering in the North Pacific Ocean, and when they realize that they have been tricked, they will act like a thunderbolt." Angers turned and walked towards the door.

"Even the thunderbolt is not as fast as you sneaky little thief." The night watchman murmured.

"When I do sneaky things, I always bring my watch companions." Anger smiled back, "I also hope that the alchemy you picked up when you were thinking about how to make alcoholic beverages recently can support the smooth implementation of this plan."

The night watchman rolled his eyes. He is indeed busy with this matter recently. How the hell did Angers know?
"But the monsters raised with the Dragon King's fresh flesh and blood as the nourishment of the 'Nibelungen Project' will be something that even the Dragon King himself fears?" The night watchman looked at Ange in front of the door and asked, "He will really agree The plan? Not everyone is a lunatic like you."

Angers took off the umbrella, looked back at the middle-aged man in the shadows and said, "Sictransit Gloriamundi."

The night watchman's expression was slightly stern, and the lightness in his eyes looking at Angers disappeared slightly, replaced by indifference and plainness.

"Don't worry, he will agree." He opened the door, opened the umbrella and walked into the brightly lit rainy night, "Everything he lost will come back in another way."

The black suit disappeared into the black rainy night, and the door closed, leaving only the alcoholic in the attic alone.

He drank the drink in the bottle and belched melodiously:

"Tsk, liberal arts student"

　ps: During the recovery period, the body is tired and lazy, no hard writing, and the quality and quantity are guaranteed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)