The Dragon Clan starts with poaching the corner of Kassel

Chapter 187 The story belonging to the "students" (two in one)

There is no need to go into details about taking the assembled Kassel students to the core area of ​​Gray Capital.

Bu Shun, who has the authority to control the "Rainbow Bridge" in the real copy, can do even more incredible things, let alone such trivial matters as just taking hundreds of people across dozens of kilometers.

However, now it is better to let these students cultivate themselves instead of introducing them to jobs.

Central tower.

Holding the expensive black tea Deng Luxi brewed for him in his hand, Bu Shun gently sniffed the floating tea fragrance and said with a smile: "I found some atmosphere groups for you, Mr. Coin, how about it?"

Still sitting on the huge and narrow mechanical seat, the gray-haired old man also chuckled, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed: "They are all very good children. In our time, there was no such thing. A batch of outstanding and organized young people.”

"In their world, it can be said that the future is bright."

Bu Shun took a sip of tea and tutted: "It's a pity that the time left for them is only a few years. The successive awakenings of the four dragon kings are already on the agenda. If they don't seize every opportunity to struggle, they will only end up with nothing." Becoming a victim of ‘war’.”

"That kind of thing... is really cruel."

Coin sighed thoughtfully, "Mr. Bu Shun, do you think it is a very luxurious thing to be able to live an ordinary and happy life in this world?"

"Just living a 'happy' life is something that many people cannot do." Bu Shun shook his head and put the black tea on the saucer on his left hand, "And human beings' pursuit of 'happiness' will never be achieved." Endless.”

"——Yes, so humans will suffer forever."

"Until they find something that truly satisfies them."

Coyne thought in his mind.

Staring at the handsome and elegant man in front of him, this old man who had spent a long time alone on this dead planet suddenly had a thought in his mind:

"So Mr. Bu Shun, have you found the 'happiness' you want to pursue?"

"of course."

Bu Shun answered immediately without any hesitation.

Coin thought of the mechanical angel he saw summoned by Bu Shun, and he understood something in his heart.

"Then I wish you can move forward smoothly on the road to pursuing your own happiness." The old man gently wished: "I hope that you and I, who are similar, can find the ending we want in our own world."

"I usually tell my students the same thing." Bu Shun shook his head with a smile and changed the subject: "How much time are you going to give those students to recover? Yalisi should be there to take care of them now. "

Now it is natural that Coyne, the host, provides supplies to the students in Kassel.

Although everyone in Kassel has only been in this world for less than an hour or two, after experiencing successive battles, they are naturally tired and hungry.

Not to mention filling food, at least enough water.

Otherwise, letting these students fight the infected bodies would just be a waste of their lives.

In this world that is engulfed by the red tide and is about to completely collapse, only "Coyne Hiss" has the resources to provide supplies for so many of them.

Although some supplies have experienced far beyond their normal shelf life, Coyne created an alchemical formula that can be used to store supplies when he was young, so even if the supplies stored in "Coyne Hiss" have experienced A hundred years of consumption can still replenish the consumption of Kassel's group of people for several months.

"But it won't take that long. It can be as long as three days or as short as half a day. The final moment is coming."

There was a complex look in Coyne's eyes that was difficult to describe in words, but it was quickly covered up by himself.

He immediately said: "I asked Yaris to distribute as much food as possible to these children. This is a small measure of care for them... I hope they will not die in the aftermath of this red tide."

Bu Shun picked up the tea cup again, took a sip, and said calmly: "At this time, being a weak person is lucky, because there are kind and strong people who will take care of them."

For ordinary Kassel students, what they are facing may be an unspeakable horror disaster.

But for people like Lu Mingfei and Ange, who are "strong" people, this is a test that allows them to stretch their muscles... People like Susie and Fingel, who have just gained new powers, It is precisely this kind of Colosseum that allows them to show off their talents with confidence.

"——Anyway, it's the students' turn next."

"What do you think? My friend."

……

……

The air filled with the smell of rust condensed in the huge laboratory, and the silent wailing penetrated the soul.

But the inhuman being wearing a black suit and using only this strange feature as his name was unmoved by this.

"When it comes to making monsters, I think it would be better if the master and Golconda come here, right? Especially the master, when he sees his current teacher, he will definitely tremble because he has found a fellow traveler who can understand his art..."

Standing in front of the huge "boiler", with cold blue-white flames emerging from the dark cracks on his body, the black suit murmured to himself.

"Master" and "Golconda" are the other two members of the organization "Number Secrets" where the black server originally belonged.

The former's research direction tends to "art", while the latter's research direction tends to "literature" and "weird stories". He and the black suit each perform their own duties, and each is responsible for exploring different directions of "mystery" and "sublime".

The black server, who is more rational personally, is actually not very good at embodying a certain mystery into a concrete form. That is what Golconda is good at.

However, the "Secret Technique of Numbers" as an organization, the teacher chose him at a glance, and he had to live up to the "recognition" and "trust" that Qi Shun had given to him.

Therefore, since joining Faos, the black server has been very conscientious.

The black server even helped with the accounting work of Faos. Although Faos Academy, which is located in a different space in Bu Shun's body, currently does not need to keep accounts...

However, the cold numbers and rational work itself are his personal interests, and he really enjoys doing them.

The topic has gone a little far, so let’s get back to the topic.

In this top-secret area in the central tower of the Gray City, known as the "Smelting Room", what the black suit is doing is the most common thing in the "Secret Technique" where he once worked.

——Transform the "mystery" and move towards the "sublime".

Inspire the essence of humble things so that they can be turned into the cornerstone of "greatness".

The "boiler" in the "smelting room" contains all the demons captured by Coin in the world. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, these demons are so weak that they have almost no ability to struggle, except for the mixed ominous aura. Nothing noteworthy...

But in the eyes of Hei Fu, it's just the opposite.

"Mystery" does have a fundamental difference in strength and weakness. For example, the "root demon" is far stronger than ordinary demons, and the power represented by the name is also very different.

But these demons have become so weak due to the loss of fear and remembrance. Their essence has not changed, and they cannot be simply described as "weak".

That’s why the black server lamented that if a master “artist” who is good at recreating and reconstructing mysteries was here, he would definitely be ecstatic about this excellent material - what could be better than a pile of inexhaustible materials? How can the endless supply of excellent materials stimulate an artist's desire to create?

But if he were dressed in black, he might end up with a work that has no beauty or art at all.

A cold fluorescent blue fire came out of the huge hole at the left eye. The black suit stretched out his left hand with a black glove, and at the same time, some flames of the same color as his own eyes floated in the palm of his hand.

Little by little, he put the thoughts, ideas, and goals in his mind into the flame of this spirit, making it more radiant.

Then, he threw it into the swirling demon fusion body in the huge "boiler" and watched the flames merge with the flesh and blood that made no sound.

It's a bit like typing lines of code into a computer to piece together a precise running program.

What the black server is doing at this moment is precisely using his own unique method as a member of the "Number Secret Technique" to write the [Contract] and [Regulations] he set into this insane demon fusion. .

A floating gray-white cube buzzed around him, and Coin's voice suddenly came from it: "Mr. Black Suit, how much time does it take to complete the debugging of the 'Felting Furnace'?"

A tiny icy fire light was gathered unhurriedly, and the black suit threw it in the direction of the boiler, and a voice came from the crack of a smile on his mouth: "It will probably take about three hours."

"One hundred and eighty minutes? Thank you for your help. I understand."

Coin's calm voice sounded: "I will inform Mr. Bu Shun and those people from foreign lands to prepare for the next battle. I will leave this hundred-faced devil to you, Mr. Black Suit."

The black-suited man waved his hand indifferently, "After all, it is also the teacher's request, so I will naturally go all out... And we are all explorers and seekers, and I also want to see where your design will ultimately lead. It’s possible.”

"It will definitely be an excellent work that will surprise you and Mr. Bu Shun." Coyne said with a smile: "In that case, I will resign first. I will need to spend more energy there, and I will probably not be able to continue working there. We are all paying attention to your progress."

"Well, see you later."

The black-suited man politely made a gesture of invitation, and said in a smiling voice: "Those students from Kassel College will surely be shocked by your shocking design!"

"Lend your blessings."

Coyne's laughter gradually died down, and the gray-white cube suspended next to the black suit slowly fell to the ground, blending into the ground of the "smelting room" silently like an inconspicuous drop of water. .

The black suit withdrew his gaze from the gray tower that looked like a giant's body, and once again focused his gaze on the chaotic crucible in front of him.

At this time, several beeping sounds suddenly came from his pocket.

Taking out the contact device from his pocket with one hand, the black suit elegantly connected the communication, and put the phone to his ear: "Miss Norma, do you have anything to talk to me about?"

The voice of Norma, the new [Cross God Name] and the [Resuscitator] who represents [Understanding], came from the silver-white communicator:

"We have completed the deconstruction of the red tide tendency of the entire planet. To put it simply, it is clear from which direction the red tide will attack next..."

"In addition, the little guys I created have gained a certain advantage in the battle with the red tide. They have already attracted some of the red tide's attention. Everything is going according to my master's plan."

Her steady voice paused, and then suddenly turned into a naughty girlish voice: "I have done all the work that I should do, can I do some of the things I want to do next?"

The black-suited man paused for a moment, and then said politely: "You are free to do whatever you want. The only people in the academy who can interfere with your will are the other [Cross God Name], and the teacher, who is your It’s just a recognized ‘Lord’.”

"That's good. I don't want my master to see me looking so naughty..." Norma's voice seemed to be flying and became slightly distorted: "Then I will go and join sister Alice. Goodbye to this unique world exploration game~~"

Before the black server could answer, Norma had already hung up the communication.

The black suit stood there in silence for a few seconds, then silently put the communicator back into his pocket.

"Everything is as expected by the teacher... The teacher said to let this prophet, who has just escaped from the shackles of the place where he was born, to develop freely, then do whatever she likes and make a fuss in this world that is about to collapse. Bar."

"As for the 'Princess of the Nameless Gods'...does the teacher just want her to live in the beautiful cradle he created?"

"But since it is the teacher's idea, there is no need for me to interfere."

——Next, it’s the students’ turn.

Before parting, Bu Shun's words to him echoed in Hei Fu's mind again.

Everything is in Bu Shun's plan, everything is moving forward according to the destiny prepared by the teacher for everyone, and under Bu Shun's gaze, they are moving towards the world they each expected.

They are both "adults", but their methods are different.

The black-suited man could only sigh in his heart. The fellow traveler he acknowledged was indeed more awe-inspiring than before.

"——And the students the teacher is referring to are only students from Faos? Or do they include those from Kassel that he favors?"

The black suit smiled slightly, with a little more expectation in his heart.

Those students with new and mysterious bloodlines that he was not familiar with were indeed a very good target for observation. Maybe he can get some new inspiration from these children, which he can use to create a greater "sublime" existence with his teacher.

With such expectations, he devoted himself to his current work again.

It is necessary to complete the tasks assigned by the teacher first.

PS: Black server, my good brother, for you! I want to play Granblue Files!

PS2: In the past few days, the copy is almost over, but now I see that this volume is not even halfway through... It’s really confusing.