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These old guys understood better than the inexperienced trainees that slaying a dragon was not something that could be accomplished with just enthusiasm.
Outnumbered by pure-blooded dragons...
It's a joke!
Compared to how to educate students, he, who bore the title of the strongest alchemist of the era, "Flameme," was more concerned about how to deal with that sub-genus dragon body. "A complete sub-genus dragon body, that's a good thing!"
Angers, of course, understood his old friend's thoughts and agreed, "Indeed! Who knows what they would do to the dragon's body if they gave it to them."
It can only reach its greatest value in your hands!
"A complete secondary dragon body, especially one that has just died and whose spirit has not yet completely dissipated, can be used to refine a considerable number of Philosopher's Stones."
In addition, the Nibelungen Project...
After much hesitation, the vice principal still chose to bring up the old issue again at this time, because he did not want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
The so-called Nibelungen Project combines alchemy and biotechnology, using serum purified from dragon blood to awaken the dragon blood within hybrids, helping them maintain self-awareness while breaking through critical blood limits.
In theory, this technology could create a super hybrid like the Emperor (Uesugi Koshi).
However, even a skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice.
The biggest challenge of this project lies in obtaining dragon blood, as the amount of dragon blood needed to purify serum to meet the required standards is enormous.
The long-established Secret Society has obtained dragon corpses of the next generation before, but those corpses were truly just corpses; their muscle cells had lost their activity, and their blood had long since dried up.
It was either badly damaged or not a dragon's body at all.
In any case, due to the lack of practical conditions, this plan has been shelved ever since it was proposed by Nicholas Flamel.
His initial idea was to purify the blood of the four monarch-level dragon kings, which was obviously a bit unrealistic. Now it seems that the complete dragon body of the next generation is the most suitable practical target.
For a moment, all that remained inside the lighthouse was the sound of the vice principal drinking heartily.
It must be said that the "Nibelungen Project" touched Angers deeply, causing him to fall into deep thought.
"Are you sure about this?"
Are you questioning me or Flamel?
"If we succeed, what will we gain by sacrificing a next-generation dragon body?"
Faced with this question, the vice principal shrugged and vaguely replied, "This is my first time too, who knows?"
"And who should we choose?" The fact that Angers was asking this question clearly showed that he was already somewhat interested.
The body of the next generation dragon...
Planned candidates...
The only time Vice Principal Nicholas Flamel is truly serious is when it comes to alchemy!
"I will recommend the worthy regardless of personal relationships. My former student, Fingel, is the most suitable. Whether it is physical endurance or mental resilience, this power of becoming stronger may be able to awaken the lion of the past."
In terms of lineage, Fingel is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of A-rank, and his Word of Power: Bronze Throne also has an extremely high ceiling in the Dragon Slaying Campaign.
If the Nibelungen Plan succeeds.
Fingel's bloodline level has a very high chance of crossing the S-level threshold.
An improvement in bloodline will naturally lead to a qualitative leap in strength!
"Okay, you get ready first, I'll take care of the rest."
The two have worked together for many years and understand each other's thoughts without needing to say a word.
at the same time.
On the other side of the vast sea, Cao Han finally received the first batch of rescue troops. The sound of the armed helicopter rotors was hard to ignore.
"This is... a suicide squad?!"
Looking at the observers who were rapidly descending from the helicopter and looking up, their physiques were exaggeratedly large, almost like those of bodybuilders.
"Commissioner Cao Han, this is Lan Bo from the college's administrative affairs department."
"Uh... I can do it myself."
Lanbo, who had just descended to the sea, wanted to personally tie a rescue rope to Cao Han, but Cao Han refused without hesitation.
A sticker for muscular men?
Just thinking about it made Cao Han feel a chill, and given his strength, there was absolutely no need for such a fancy display.
With one hand gripping the rope, he easily entered the helicopter in three quick movements.
The staff of the Kassel College are all former Navy SEALs and mixed-race individuals, but their bloodlines are generally not very pure; however, their physiques still look somewhat intimidating.
"Where are we going?"
Cao Han had just sat down when he noticed that the flight direction was a bit off. With his exaggerated eyesight, he could see the United States across the ocean in mid-air, and it wasn't heading in this direction.
"The United States Navy's Seventh Fleet."
Not long after Rimbaud finished speaking, countless grains of rice gradually appeared on the distant horizon.
As the distance closed, it became clear that this was no mere grain of rice, but a fully-fledged modern fleet, with an aircraft carrier, known as the "nuclear weapon of the sea," surrounding it like a star.
This shows just how incredibly important the academy was to that second-generation dragon body!
Just at this time.
The phone in my pocket rang, and when I looked at the caller ID, it was clearly my teacher, von Schneider, calling.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
"Have you reached the Seventh Fleet yet?"
"immediately."
"The Seventh Fleet will be tasked with salvaging and transporting that dragon's body. Your teacher hopes you will accompany them throughout the entire operation in case of any unforeseen circumstances!"
"piece of cake."
Cao Han agreed without hesitation. After all, this second-generation dragon body was his spoils of war. He might not care, but that didn't mean others could lay a finger on it.
How can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed?
The sudden mobilization of an entire modern fleet has triggered sensitive reactions in countless countries around the world, and even with the intervention of the Kassel College, it is not advisable to delay for too long.
However, the passage of the next two days made Cao Han realize that he had underestimated the situation.
Retrieving a dragon's body is not as simple as just pulling the corpse out of the seabed.
The work of dealing with marine life affected by dragon blood within a certain range and purifying the dragon blood pollution in the ocean is incredibly tedious.
Originally, these tasks were supposed to last 3-5 days, but under Cao Han's strong insistence, the captain of the Seventh Fleet had to "compromise" and split the entire fleet in two.
A small portion stayed behind to continue working, while the main force began the most crucial task of transporting the dragon's body.
There is simply no ship in this world that can accommodate a massive dragon weighing nearly a thousand tons, so the only option is to place the dragon's body on the deck of the aircraft carrier.
"Holy shit!"
"WTF!"
"……%￥&*"
God knows how horrified everyone in the Seventh Fleet was when the professionals pulled the complete dragon body from the seabed.
Many people even began to have deep doubts at that moment...
Is this truly something that human beings can match?!
The enormous, ferocious-looking dragon head next to the dragon's body is the best answer!
Unfortunately, these ordinary people were blind to the true value of a gem. With Kassel College intentionally concealing information, no one in the entire Seventh Fleet knew who had slain the dragon...
It was that seemingly ordinary young man who spent most of his time fiddling with his phone.
After the Seventh Fleet arrived at the shore closest to Chicago, four of the world's most powerful transport helicopters were positioned at the four corners, hoisting the dragon's body and flying towards Kassel College under the cover of the night.
Chapter 57 A Stylish Debut: Not Just a Perk for the Protagonist
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"All teachers and students, please assemble at Odin Square in five minutes!" x3
First came three heart-pounding war drumbeats, followed by Norma's timely and important broadcast announcement, which had to be repeated three times.
A sudden school-wide broadcast woke up Kassel College from its slumber at three in the morning.
As a school with military-style management, some traditions are ingrained in its very being.
For example... the ability to take action!
One moment she was still asleep, but upon waking, she remained calm and composed, completing everything efficiently and quickly heading towards Odin Square.
Normal students: Quickly descend the stairs, one floor at a time.
Mixed-race students: If there's a window, jump out the window; if there's a balcony, jump off the balcony—whatever's most efficient!
Anyway, with the physical abilities of hybrids, landing from two or three stories is no big deal. Even if it's a little higher, they can just find an obstacle to cushion the impact and be fine as usual.
Principal Hilbert Jean Angers.
Vice Principal Nicholas Flamel.
Two prominent figures from Kassel College appeared together and stood side by side.
This led the first group of students who arrived at Odin Square to stand behind the two without hesitation, gradually forming a star-studded formation as more and more people arrived.
Although it appears to be packed with students in layers, careful observation reveals a kind of pleasing, staggered beauty.
This should be considered the first time since the establishment of Kassel College that all faculty and students have gathered together.
Thousands of people stood solemnly and motionless in the darkness, creating a scene that, from a distance, exuded a chilling atmosphere.
After three days of fermentation, the news that the strongest S-class freshman had killed the next generation of the species, along with others who were also involved, returned to the campus. The news spread throughout the entire academy.
Everyone knows it. Everyone knows it.
Discussions on the Night Watchers forums have never ceased.
In at least a third of these discussions, a name that cannot be ignored at the College of Kassel is repeatedly mentioned—