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

Chapter 438
"Whether bloodshed is safe and controllable, I believe this is not an issue in today's emergency meeting." Angers glanced at Frost, whose chest was gradually heaving, and glanced at the rest of the people on the table , "The phenomenon of deep dragon transformation is indeed dangerous, but I don't believe that you elders have not done one or two studies on this phenomenon. You don't seem to be the ones who will give up this kind of power, because once this kind of power is under control, it will definitely increase your strength. that power."

"We're just questioning the safety of your 'S' class student, and if I remember correctly he's only 17 this year! Exposing him to this technology early would be to spoil the seed." The old man in the black suit rang the bell and looked Angers in the eye , "It is precisely because we know what it means to be a deep dragon that we are so surprised by what you have done."

"The colleagues and comrades-in-arms of the Lionheart Society have stepped on this road with their lives, and I am going to lead future generations to continue to step on this road. How can I see the tsunami without going through the storm? It is precisely because he is 'S' That’s why I’m so optimistic about him, doing what ordinary people can’t do is what he should do.” Angers breathed out the smoke, “As you said, this is my student, and I naturally have my educational policy for him .”

Frost didn't speak, because in terms of education, at least the school board couldn't find someone who could replace this old guy. Before the title of the same 'S' super hybrid, Angers' most commonly mentioned suffix was "Principal", as an educator, his qualifications are unquestionable, at least until now in his 130-year-old education experience, he has not yet made any major mistakes that can be put on the case to be satirized and vigilant.

Looking at the violent blood document in his hand, Frost also thought about more things in silence. The old guy is impeccable and has made all preparations before he came. The paper in his hand is one of them.

This can be regarded as a self-certification by the other party, and it can also be regarded as a gesture of goodwill to the entire school board. Blood violence is a dangerous technique, and it was rejected and condemned by all the school boards the moment it appeared, but who Did the trustees really throw away the documents?They all read it quietly before opening their mouths to complain.

"Then how can we be sure that he is safe? He is an 'S' class, not an ordinary mixed race. Once something goes wrong with him, it may cause a lot of trouble." The girl rang the bell.

"If you see him with your own eyes, you will know how good he is and how safe he is. I don't think words can tell you anything about this." Angers clapped his hands with a smile.

There was a buzzing sound at the door of the room, and the door was opened.

Wearing a black windbreaker from the executive department, a winter school uniform from Kassel College, and two white scarves around his neck, the 17-year-old boy appeared in the sight of the Supreme Council of the European Secret Party in a completely natural posture. The pale black pupils swept across the faces of every secret party, and there were pale golden and burning figures flickering in candlelight.

It may be an illusion, everyone felt a feeling of "he remembers me" in their hearts the moment they looked at him.

"It's so cool!" the girl couldn't help saying when she met the boy's eyes.

In her eyes, the boy's stern and childish face reminded people of Portofino in the early winter outside. At first glance, it was a frozen flat black lake. When the other party's eyes fell on her face Only then did a wave of anger surge like a bird plundering a lake, a fresh and slightly cold breath poured into the closed room from his back and the smell of wind and snow, brushing the hair by her ear.

If this is a chance encounter on the street, then she will fall in love with this boy nine times out of ten, ask him to sit down, drink a cup of warm coffee with the snow-colored sky reflected, and watch the snowflakes in the bitter but sweet coffee liquid quietly melted.

"Miss, be reserved." The housekeeper behind her reminded her in a low voice, stretching out his hands and gently pressing on her shoulders that were aroused by the cold and faintly strong gaze.

The weight on the shoulders instantly took away the fantasies that flashed through the girl's mind in an instant, reminding her of the identity and attitude she represented at the moment. Get your emotions in order, look up and look straight ahead.

The middle-aged man in the school board smiled and nodded to the boy at the door, but he found that the other party's eyes were directly on him, which made him a little frustrated, as if he didn't make a good impression on the other party?The other two oldest school managers leaned back slightly to avoid the candlelight in front of them, hid half of their faces in the darkness, and quietly peeped at the boy with their eyes.School manager Lisa greeted him with a smile, and he just nodded slightly in response.
And Frost, the boy never looked at Frost.

Frost stared at the boy, closed his eyes and exhaled slightly, with an inexplicable irritability and silence on his face. Those who are familiar with him are very clear about this expression. Especially Angers, every time Frost sees Angers This look always appears on the face when it is hot.

On the other side of the long table, Angers suddenly let out a short but extremely piercing low laughter. The emotion in the laughter blew the candle flame towards the roof, and at the same time woke up everyone with different attitudes. School manager, remind them gently, did they make a mistake?
Is the scene that is happening right now, the 'S' class students visiting the secret party elders, or the 'S' class students inspecting the elders?

A very interesting idea appeared in the minds of every school manager. When they looked at the boy again, the sense of mystery that had always been maintained in front of the whole world couldn't be stretched.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time that students from Kassel College have stepped into the supreme meeting of the school board. Anyone sitting in this room can change the situation of the world with a gesture. The sight of looking at the fish on the chopping board is to dissect each other, but this high and low position is reversed the moment the door is pushed open.

The boy who walked in did not come with his own loyalty and respect. The first thing he did after opening the door was to look at everyone in the room, as if he was inspecting his subjects naturally.

No matter where a person in a high position appears, he will always stand in a suitable position in the eyes of the crowd. The more grand and noble he is, the higher he stands, the more people will admire him. He makes eye contact with you. Those who admire him will feel honored, while those who slander him will feel fear and avoid him.

This is the innate bloodline suppression.

He arrived at the meeting site as promised, and then, like an emperor, he was about to step into the mysterious seat of the hall.

The school directors woke up almost instantly, and put on a cold expression again, everyone quietly tensed up, their hands were lightly clasped together and the knuckle fingers were entwined, the atmosphere became tense again and again. It was so heavy that it felt like sucking air in a mud puddle, and all the sticky mud poured into the lungs.

There is no doubt that they have been oppressed by blood, but where does this feeling come from?The boy didn't even light up his golden pupils, but the horror and fear that penetrated into the bone marrow filled the entire room like candlelight, making them respect and shy away.

This is an unacceptable offense, everyone showed varying degrees of resistance, as if the majesty was offended, but this kind of anger couldn't well up, because the other party didn't even do anything and just glanced at them so simply.

People who feel offended and insulted by their sight often have low self-esteem and weakness in their hearts. Could it be that the first meaning this boy conveyed when he stepped into this door was to make all the school managers respect him?
He stepped into the house and stepped onto the high table. Every time he took a step, Angers on the other side of the long table said a word:

"North and South Memorial Hospital, Class A dangerous hybrid."

One by one, the photos were lightly thrown on the table, showing a long corridor devastated by an earthquake, with blood-red flowers blooming in the dust at the end.

"Tokyo, Japan."

The second photo was gently slid out after that. It was an overhead photo of Genji Heavy Industries. The glass on dozens of floors was all broken, and thick black smoke and flames gushed from the inside to the outside.

"Chicago Harbor."

In the third photo, ancient verses are written in Chinese on the sealed coffin, and the water droplets on the blood-red coffin are full of ominousness and crisis.

"Somali Sea, Indochina Peninsula, Wuni Opera House and the small town of Carmel."

One after another, the photos were drawn on the table and gathered crookedly together. There were about ten photos in total. Each of them represented a past event where crisis and disaster coexisted. The worst development is enough to affect the current order and security of the whole world.

"A total of 8 'A' level tasks and one 'S' level task."

Angers stopped slipping photos, sat in front of the white screen and took off the cigar in his mouth with his right hand, and tapped the pile of photos on the table with the two fingers holding the cigar in the white smoke, "One In less than a year, one person, a freshman, an 'S' mixed race." A satisfied and slightly proud smile appeared on his face, "As everyone wishes, this student is now standing on your behalf. in front of."

At the end of the long table, the boy sat down.

The sound of being seated was not loud, but there was a buzzing sound in everyone's ears, as if something heavy and huge had fallen, like hitting a log on a giant bronze bell.The two rows of candlesticks in front of the school managers shone faint light on him from far to near, and the light gathered together, casting his shadow on the entire wall behind him.

At first glance, the shadow was black and swaying, huge and majestic, almost filling almost half of the room.

"Hello, school directors." After the long-lost silence, Lin Nian raised his head in the seat, leaned back in front of the chair, glanced at everyone again, and said softly, "I heard that you want to see me ?”

　PS: 1/5.After watching a movie, I took a nap for an hour to adjust my state.

　　
　
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