Dragon Clan: Avoid the College Entrance Examination to Slay the Dragon

Chapter 60 Nibelungen
The golden October sunlight slanted through the stained glass windows, casting tiny specks of light on the library's oak floor. The administrator adjusted his glasses and used a handheld scanner to check the code for "Basics of Alchemy: Twenty-Two Principles of Elemental Substitution." Dust particles floating between the shelves slowly settled in the beam of light.

There was a sudden, muffled thud of a book falling from behind bookshelf BS-35. He checked his watch—18:47 PM. It was Friday, and the library closed early. There were only thirteen minutes left. Who would be there at this hour? Even stranger, that row of bookshelves belonged to the ancient books section, requiring a high level of authorization to enter.

He walked along the aisle of bookshelves that had been touched by years. When he turned the third archway, he saw a black-haired boy sitting on his knees at a long walnut table, with large books such as "Norse Rune Research" and "The Secret Record of Human Mythology" scattered around him.

"Student? The museum is about to close. What are you doing here?" asked the administrator.

The boy turned around, "Hello, I guess I'm looking for some books."

"How did you get in?"

"I swiped my card to get in." The boy was stunned.

"Impossible!" The administrator gripped the alarm button. "I've been guarding the entrance all afternoon."

"But I did swipe it." The boy handed over a black card.

The administrator took one look and his eyes widened. "Gu Yi? Are you the S-rank freshman?"

"Yes." The boy took back the card.

"Sorry, someone's been sneaking in here playing pranks lately." The administrator wiped the sweat from his forehead. "What are you looking for?"

"I've been researching Norse mythology lately, but the official literature is limited to superficial legends. I can't find the answers I need, so I'm looking for a book about the Nibelungen."

The administrator suddenly clapped his hands. "Top floor of BS-28! There's Master Flamel's manuscript on the Nibelungensis, numbered BS-375-7X."

"Can I borrow it?"

"Of course. S-level permissions allow you to access any information in the library." The administrator looked at the crumbling stack of books. "Where do you need them delivered to?"

"Deliver? Do you also offer delivery service?"

"Of course, these ancient books are so precious, so we usually deliver them to designated locations."

Gu Yi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Send them all to my dormitory, Area 1, Room 303. Thank you very much."

"No problem, I'll arrange it now."

As he turned toward the archway, the administrator suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, these ancient books can only be borrowed for one day..." His words abruptly stopped. The young man was long gone, leaving only the bronze chandelier swaying slightly in the air.

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The only light in the dormitory came from the flickering computer screen, blue and white light dancing in Finger's wide-open eyes. He slumped in his seat, potato chip crumbs falling from the corners of his mouth with his rapid breathing.

At this moment, the rusty iron chain on the screen is slowly tightening as the winch turns, and the killer wearing a pig head mask is about to activate a new death mechanism.

"You actually like watching this kind of blood-thirsty film?"

"Ah!!!" Finkel screamed and jumped up from his seat. He turned around and saw Gu Yi standing behind him holding a five-centimeter-thick book.

"When did you come in!" Finkel covered his pounding heart.

"Just now, why were you shouting so loudly?" Gu Yi looked innocent.

Finger was furious. After Gu Yi was released from the hospital, he became obsessed with it. He used Time Zero to play Flash every day, sometimes disappearing from the classroom as soon as the bell rang. You can say he uses it, but he also likes to scare people, especially himself.

"I'm not saying anything bad about your junior brother!" Finger grabbed the mouse and paused the bloody scene. "Can you please not set the time to zero every time you return to the dormitory? Have you forgotten how you suddenly flashed in the bathroom mirror last week and scratched my chin?" Gu Yi had already slumped into the single sofa, a book spread across his knees. "Think about it."

Finger stared at him, suddenly remembering the scene in the cafeteria three days ago, when this S-ranker finished his pumpkin soup in less than a second and disappeared right in front of him. "Junior brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but college is a time to enjoy your youth. Why are you running to the library every day? You should learn from Caesar. He ran off with his girlfriend the moment get out of class was over. He's probably on the Chicago Ferris wheel, hugging Nuonuo, watching the night view."

Gu Yi raised his left hand from between the pages of the book, his palm suspended in mid-air.

"What do you mean?"

"Give me money. If you give me money, I will go and enjoy my youth."

Finger turned and faced him with the back of his head. The LCD screen rang out the sound of a chainsaw tearing through flesh. "You'd better die!" He bit the last potato chip viciously.

Gu Yi suddenly turned his head to look at the screen, "Fingal, do you know Nibelungen?"

Finkel pressed the spacebar hard with his thumb, and the picture froze on the killer's distorted mask. "I know, why are you saying this suddenly?"

Gu Yi snapped the book shut. "So every dragon can create the Nibelungen?"

"Not really." Finkel's swivel chair leaned back, making a dangerous creaking sound. "It's at least three generations old. The Nibelungen that the Executive Bureau took down mid-year was hidden in an abandoned high-rise in New York, probably as big as the Empire State Building."

"Is the limit of the third generation species that great?"

Fingel sat up straight. "That's about right. Maintaining the Nibelungen is much harder than creating it. It's only this big if its bloodline isn't high."

"If there is a Nibelungen that covers the entire city, what level of dragon can do that?"

Finger slammed his hand on the table, shaking the monitor. "Oh my god, you know something, don't you? A dragon king has been resurrected?"

"No, it's just an assumption."

Finkel breathed a sigh of relief. "That must be the first generation level. This is too exaggerated. If I remember correctly, the Executive Bureau has never faced a Nibelungen as big as a city, not even in history."

"That's it."

The wheels of the swivel chair scraped against the ground, and Finkel turned around to face Gu Yi: "Why are you suddenly so interested in the Nibelungen?"

“Because I was arrested.”

"I see..." Finger suddenly realized, "Where were you taken to? School?"

"I've been arrested twice," Gu Yi held up two fingers. "The first time was on the elevated road when Deadpool attacked the bus. The second time was at a convenience store near my high school when Nibelungen suddenly appeared and Deadpool attacked me again."

"That's interesting. There are usually three ways to enter the Nibelungen. The first is through certain specific circumstances, such as a sudden rainstorm, where you might accidentally enter in the rain." Fingel raised a finger with each sentence. "The second is that a dragon has marked you and actively invited you in..."

"Then can we humans enter on our own initiative?" Gu Yi asked.

"This is the third method I'm talking about. This method is Tianji's technology." Finkel hummed and shook his head. "We all know that if the Nibelungen isn't actively opened by the dragons, then we have almost no way to deal with it. But when the dragons actively allow the Nibelungenen to cover a certain area, the gap between the Nibelungenen and reality will suddenly decrease, creating the possibility for us to use alchemy to open a channel and force our way in."

Gu Yi understood, "So that's how it is. Commander Li and his men used this technique back then."

"Yes, this technology usually works on newly created Nibelungen and Nibelungen with frequent activities."

(End of this chapter)