Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 123 The Nibelungen Project
In the academy headquarters, in the small office opposite the central control room, three people stood in a circle around the table.

On the long table was a metal airtight box with an air freight label from China.

Schneider turned on the flashlight and illuminated the distance of the sealed box, and a pattern similar to the anti-counterfeiting mark of banknotes appeared.

"The sealed box is not broken, and the contents inside are intact."

"This is what the school entrusted to Chu Zihang to send back? Just send it to the school board, why let him give it to us first?" Manstein frowned.

"I'm not worried. It's safer to open it first." Schneider went ahead, grabbed the portable hydraulic pliers, and snapped off the lock.

"Hey, hey! Forcibly opening it violates the school rules?!" Manstein yelled to stop, but it was too late, he said angrily, "You are simply a robber who broke the door, can't you use the key?"

"It's that simple." Schneider said lightly.

Sometimes Manstein had to suspect that Chu Zihang's straightforward behavior was learned from his violent mentor.

Make a sealed paper bag in the metal box, and the sealing strip on the paper bag is complete.

Schneider tore open the bag and dumped the contents on the table.

He flipped through the documents very quickly, his hands suddenly became extremely flexible, and he didn't look like a half-century old man at all.

Documents slid through his fingers, his eyes flicked like scanners.

Rarely has Manstein seen Schneider so serious.

"Are you crazy?!"

Manstein reacted and roared.

Schneider wasn't checking the integrity of the documents at all.

He was going to peek at the files before they were taken away!
Peek at the top-secret SS-level information of the school board!
But Schneider turned a deaf ear to his voice. He said with a blank expression: "This is the confidential file of the Chinese police on 'unknown type of crime' in the past five years. They will also use this file to track individuals who may have superpowers. Many of them are of mixed race, the file is like the US Air Force's 'Project Blue Book' on ufos. Do you know what that means?"

"They know the existence of the Dragon Clan!?" Guderian was shocked.

"Not sure, but they definitely know that these things are beyond the scope of normal human beings, such as this."

Schneider puts a film on the table.

"On July 2004, 7, a typhoon landed on the southeast coast of China, causing three days of torrential rain. In the torrential rain, there was an unconclusive accident. A Maybach disappeared forever on the viaduct, together with the driver in the car. disappeared too."

Schneider said slowly, "That driver is Chu Zihang's father."

"But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is... Chu Zihang's father, after five years of disappearance, returned to China intact..."

He seemed to be telling a dark horror story, and both Guderian and Manstein were stunned.

"Is Chu Zihang's biological father the executive officer of our school's executive department?" Guderian asked.

"He should be of mixed race, but he's not from the executive department. It's also possible that his status is higher than mine. We can't get in touch with his level."

As the head of the executive department, Schneider can clearly name most of the executive officers under him.

However, the name Chu Tianjiao had never appeared in the executive department's list.

Guderian turned pale with fright, he turned around and stepped back, away from the long table.

"Schneider, I can't stop you from protecting your students, but I have nothing to do with this matter. If you want to be punished by school rules, don't drag me."

"No, you have something to do with this matter." Without raising his head, Schneider handed the prepared documents to Guderian, "Look for yourself."

Guderian opened the envelope, and inside were student resumes, each with a special red lacquer stamp.

The inscription on the lacquer is "Nibelungen Project".

"Project Nibelung?"

Guderian's face suddenly changed. He flipped through several resumes and saw Lu Mingfei's name.

Schneider is right, his students are also included here, and he cannot escape the responsibility.

"The Nibelungen Plan, the bloodline screening plan led by the school board, was supposed to be discussed in a few months, but for some reason, it was formulated in advance by those in the school board."

Schneider explained word by word.

"This plan is nominally to select elites from students above A level and then conduct special training. In fact, their purpose is to cleanse us of suspicious blood, including your student Lu Mingfei."

He pointed to Guderian and said.

"Impossible! Lu Mingfei is the future star of our school. He killed Kang not long ago..."

Just halfway through Guderian's defense, he suddenly realized something, his pupils gradually shrank, and his eyes widened.

"That's right, it's because his performance far exceeds that of ordinary mixed-races that he attracted the attention of those people." Schneider said, "He is the only S-level student among the students, and the school managers are also S-level. He and the school manager's The class is the same, but the strength can match the principal, or even surpass the principal, do you think this... is normal?"

"I think..." Guderian couldn't continue.

After Schneider woke up for a while, he also discovered that Lu Mingfei surpassed the ordinary S-class.

Generally speaking, hybrids who have never been in contact with the world of dragons basically do basic studies in the first year of school to learn some knowledge about dragons.

It is not until the second and third years that some simple tasks can be performed.

Even if it is S rank, without effective development of speech and physical training, it is impossible to kill the dragon servant and single out the dragon king as soon as he comes to school.

To forcefully explain that Lu Mingfei is a genius in this area, it would be better to say that he himself... is like a dragon.

"The proportion of dragon blood is the main criterion for detecting the potential of a hybrid. If the blood of the dragon exceeds the blood of the human, the hybrid is closer to the dragon, and he will no longer be one of us. But dragon blood may also be genetically expressed It is recessive, this recessive gene is not easy to detect, but it will slowly awaken. This will cause the high-level hybrid to gradually become a dragon, and when it exceeds a certain threshold, he will become an enemy."

Schneider's expression was extremely serious.

"Lu Mingfei, Chen Motong, Chu Zihang, they are all from China, and the school board is investigating them."

"Mingfei won't be a problem, right? He said...behavior is normal, he is also a good student in school...he never misses my class, how could he be dangerous~" Guderian stammered.

"The same goes for Chen Motong. Although she is Chinese, she has basically never lived in China."

"These things are beyond our knowledge." Manstein signaled him to shut up, and turned to look at Schneider.

"If the school board thinks their blood is dangerous, the result is... what?"

"The school board is just a cover. They are responsible to the elders. You should know the style of the elders as well as I do."

Schneider looked up at Manstein, his steel-gray eyes had a cold gleam.

Manstein was silent for two seconds, then whispered.

"The Iron Fist Rule."

"Kill...kill them?" Guderian's voice trembled, "It's not necessary...buy a small island in the Pacific Ocean, build a villa, send them there, and donate them regularly?"

"Don't imagine idiots, do you think you are going to Hawaii for vacation?" Manstein sneered, "If there is such a treatment, everyone may not rush to become a dangerous bloodline."

"Don't worry, it's not that exaggerated. Will the elders kill people, but in history they used 'lobotomy' to cleanse people with dangerous bloodlines." Schneider said lightly.

"Lobotomy? What do you mean?"

Guderian was stunned, he had never heard of this term.

Schneider hesitated for a moment, then said.

"Lobotomy is a brain surgery invented by the Portuguese physician Antonio Egas Moniz."

"He studied how the ancient Egyptians treated epilepsy and found traces of perforation in their skulls."

"He thought it was the Egyptians using brain surgery to treat epilepsy."

"In the future, he perfected his theory that removing the white matter of the brain can treat various mental diseases, including depression, hyperactivity, tension, paranoia, etc."

"Since 1930, this kind of operation has been popularized. In just 20 years, it has been performed tens of thousands of times around the world. The patients after the operation are indeed more docile and easy to be controlled, but they often act like fools all day long." Sitting somewhere and muttering to myself."

"Antonio won the Nobel Prize in Medicine for it."

"There is such a miraculous operation?" Guderian was surprised.

Schneider sneered.

"magic?"

"This is the most disgraceful Nobel Prize in history because Antonio completely misunderstood the purpose of the Egyptians using this technology."

"Actually, in that era, this operation was used to control hybrids. After the brain lobe was removed, the most important 'spiritual resonance' of dragon blood would also be cut off."

"They will no longer be able to live as humans of normal intelligence."

"But the elders will know the true effect of this operation. They send suspected dangerous hybrids to mental institutions." Manstein answered.

"And then, by the way, tout how well the technology works."

"FUCK!" Guderian muttered.

"Both of you should understand now that this is the difference between us and the Elders." Schneider's voice under the respirator was hoarse like the breath of a wild animal.

"We all recognize ourselves as professors and teachers. We are people who teach and educate people. No matter how strange our students are, we will not give up on them until it is impossible to save them."

"But the Council of Elders is different. The secret party has lasted for thousands of years. They have gone from the ancient times where blood sacrifices prevailed to the dark middle ages and then to the radical industrial age. Their thoughts are wildness that neither you nor I can imagine."

Schneider strikes a match.

"But I don't care about the old fellows of the school council or the council of elders. If they dare to investigate my students, I dare to confront them."

The match touched the paper, and the document about Chu Zihang was lit, turning into ashes and flying in the dark space.

(End of this chapter)