Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

"Because of this perception ability, I know the bloodline existing in Lu Mingfei's body. And in my perception, my bloodline should be the weakest. Chu Zihang's bloodline level should be much higher than mine, and a little higher. It’s Mrs. Chen and you who are here.”

Zheng Shu turned his attention back to the side dishes on the table. After tasting a little, he felt they tasted pretty good. Anger saw that he liked them and brought the dishes in front of him to him.

To outsiders, this was a scene of a loving father and a grandson Xiao, who was amiable and enjoying themselves. Only Chen Motong next to her knew how restless she was.

As a mixed race with writing profile and psychic vision on the ability list, the pressure of the two people talking has made her a little breathless. The most frightening thing is that in such an atmosphere, the two people did not show any outward signs. In performance.

"Only Lu Mingfei is an exception. In my perception, his blood level is higher than everyone else, but when I sense it carefully, something is wrong. If an ordinary mixed-race person has not yet awakened, his ability is like being locked in a door. Behind the door, Lu Mingfei is probably locked in an underground explosion-proof vault. Although the value of the things inside is higher than that of ordinary hybrids, it is impossible to open it unless there is a specific key."

"I see, I didn't expect that classmate Zheng Shu has such ability."

Zheng Shu finished another plate of side dishes, looked up at Ange, and ignored his question.

"Then I learned that Lu Mingfei's parents are still alive, and they give him a large sum of money every month for the place where he lives. To be honest, his situation gave me a strong sense of deja vu... …”

"Chu Zihang."

Ange didn't feel angry at being ignored at all. He took the words very cooperatively and nodded in agreement with Zheng Shu's speculation.

"Although they look very different, the two sides are very similar in nature. I see, classmate Zheng Shu didn't expect you to have such powers of observation."

"You've given me the award. Mr. Principal, it's just some irrelevant reasons."

The words of both parties were harmonious, and even the sense of oppression that originally existed between the two disappeared. However, Chen Motong, who was sitting next to her, became increasingly uneasy. Her intuition kept warning her to leave here.

Just when Chen Motong was about to lose his hold, Ange finally spoke again to break the atmosphere.

"You are right. In fact, Lu Mingfei's parents were also my students. I met Lu Mingfei when he was born. Although they parted ways due to some things, they also asked me to help take care of Lu Mingfei."

Angers stood up and put on the hat lying beside him.

"For some reason, I haven't come to visit him, so please forgive me for leaving early. By the way, the school will mail you Zheng Shuqian's admission-related information in a few days. I hope we can meet again at Kassel College. .”

After speaking, Ange left the place with elegant steps, leaving only Zheng Shu and Zheng Shu sitting alone at the front table.

"Walk slowly, Principal."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Shu's attitude suddenly became very enthusiastic, which even made the guests next to him look at him with suspicion.

Sitting back on the chair, Zheng Shu ignored the strange looks from around him and just immersed himself in his own world. joke! If these people can also allow him to obtain such gains, it will be no problem for him to be enthusiastic at all.

[The impact on the world reaches a certain limit and a small amount of influence factors are obtained]

Progress: 32.98%→40.12%

Of course, these are not only the contributions of Ange, but also part of the contribution of Chen Motong and Mrs. Chen.

Looking at the increasing progress on the panel, Zheng Shu was very happy. Counting the influence factors he consumed, he had almost collected more than half of the progress.

From this point of view, the most rewarding thing is to get involved in the plot. If it weren't for his lack of strength, Zheng Shu would like to fly to Japan right now, drive Herzog on the spot to let him know what readers' anger is, and earn a lot of impact factor by the way.

Just as Zheng Shu was thinking about how to knead Herzog, Chen Motong next to him finally took his breath away.

Originally, according to her temper, she would not be so quiet even with Ange and Mrs. Chen around, but her spiritual vision was too strong, causing her to involuntarily fall into instinctive fear when the momentum of both parties exploded.

Especially during the last period of silence between Angre and Zheng Shu, although there was no momentum, the strong sense of fear in his mind made Chen Motong think that he was dead.

By the time she finally recovered, Angers had already left here. Looking at Zheng Shu, who was sitting next to him and cooking, his curiosity overcame his fear after all.

"you……"

"Wait!"

Just as Chen Motong was about to speak, Zheng Shu raised his hand and interrupted her words.

He grabbed the cup next to him and drank tons of water in it. Zheng Shu wiped the corners of his mouth and looked at Chen Motong with an unusually sincere expression.

"Look, you are going to get married, and I am going to be a hostage. It is not appropriate for the two of us to communicate, so let's stop communicating."

Chen Motong was choked by his words and her head hurt, but she still accurately grasped the information he said.

"What do you mean, I was married in the past?"

Zheng Shu asked the waiter next to him for a large bowl of rice, put the vegetables on top of the rice, and while picking up the rice, he said vaguely:

"It's very simple. If it's a hostage, I'm enough. If a mainline like you is needed to be a hostage, then there's no point for an outsider like me to go. It's better to provide you with two maids to accompany you."

After quickly finishing a bowl of rice bowl, Zheng Shu snapped his fingers while Chen Motong looked at the rice bucket and asked the waiter for another bowl.

"So under the premise that I am going to be a hostage, they also let you go to Kassel School, then the meaning is very obvious. Do you think there is any possibility other than marriage in this situation?"

Looking at Zheng Shu who was still eating, Chen Motong frowned.

"Although what you said seems to be reasonable, sorry, I happen to be good at this aspect, so although my intuition tells me that what you said is right, my reason tells me that your logic is full of errors. And not only this time, but also what you said when you talked to that old man just now, there are a lot of logical errors."

As if she felt that she had finally won the game, Chen Motong showed a confident smile.

"So although you deceived the old man just now, you can't deceive me..."

"Wait a moment."

Zheng Shu suddenly stretched out his hand to interrupt her. He ignored the rice grains stuck to his face and looked up at Chen Motong.

"Who told you that I just deceived that old man?"

Seeing Chen Motong's stunned expression, Zheng Shu sighed helplessly and sipped the rice grains from his mouth with his hands.

"I advise you to get to know your future principal well. The one just now is Angers, the strongest dragon slayer in the world. Of course, I can't deceive him with this little trick. The reason why he is willing to be deceived by me is because He found out that I could help him slay the dragon..."

To put it bluntly, Chen Motong's ability is definitely not a profile. Anyone who has participated in running groups knows that it is the phenomenon of spiritual vision caused by excessive spiritual vision.