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

Chapter 67 Power
The morning light penetrated the mist and streamed through the window lattice, diluting the halo of the table lamp that had been left on all night to a grayish-white. Finger suddenly threw away his pen, his trembling fingers wandering over the parchment. "What the hell is this! What kind of forbidden thing has the Lionheart Society sent us?"

Chu Zihang looked at the parchment scroll, "Bloodline refining technology, they actually sealed this technology."

"Release the Lion's Heart?" Finkel almost buried his face in the paper. "That's elegant, but isn't this just forcibly breaking through the critical health limit? What a bunch of lunatics!"

Gu Yi turned over and jumped onto the bed, "Now I know why the secret party was so secretive about the Lionheart Society back then." He looked up at the ceiling, and the morning light cast a golden edge on his face.

"This thing is more dangerous than the equipment in the Equipment Department!" Finkel climbed up to the bed opposite him using his hands and feet. "How dare the principal allow you to come into contact with this kind of technology?"

"Brother." Gu Yi suddenly turned sideways to look at Chu Zihang below. The young man in the morning light still maintained an upright sitting posture. "Did you know that Lionheart would have such a legacy?"

"I don't know," Chu Zihang shook his head, "Maybe only the previous presidents know."

"Is this the time to discuss this?" Finkel suddenly leaned half of his body forward. "The point is, do you really want to try it? This isn't some fucking trick, it's a direct cheek-to-cheek dance with Deadpool!"

Gu Yi rested his head on his arms and looked at the gradually brightening sky: "Why not? It also says that the power of the dragon race can be controlled by human will."

"What if I turn into a scaly monster? The scroll says to control power with will? Ha! Every corrupted half-blood thinks they're special!"

"I believe in myself."

"I'm not saying you..."

"Wait a minute!" Chu Zihang interrupted them. "I still don't understand the core principle. How can human will break through the 50% blood limit?"

Finkel slumped against the bedpost, the metal frame creaking with his movements. "Although its method is crazy, it does make sense. It comes down to the genetic level. Human genes are like sampans in a storm compared to dragon genes. The only reason we didn't capsize is because our brains acted as an anchor, holding onto the ropes. And the bloodline refining technique is to proactively cut the ropes, letting the dragon blood rush in like a tsunami. Then, with 'will'... for lack of a better word, let's call it will. Using will to control dragon genes. Even using will to calm the dragon blood that's boiling because you relaxed control."

Gu Yi frowned, "But according to this statement, shouldn't the dominant gene be completely dominant?"

"Humans are indeed vulnerable to dragons, but we're also strong." Finkel snorted. "Let me give you an example. If you crush a breadcrumb with your fingers, it's indeed very fragile under the force of your two fingers, but can your two fingers completely destroy it? No, right? No matter how hard you try, there will always be a breadcrumb at your fingertips. The same goes for genes. Dragon genes are indeed powerful, but human genes are not completely defenseless."

Chu Zihang nodded, "I understand. So the key is to induce the dragon blood to form a new balance at a certain threshold."

"That's about right," Finkel said. "So the scroll about 'releasing the lion's heart and harnessing it' is a bit vague, but if you think about it carefully, it does make some sense."

Gu Yi glanced at the parchment on the table. "The training methods attached are all in the field of psychology, such as mindfulness meditation and pain tolerance."

"Nonsense!" Finkel turned over. "If you don't fully control your own brain, how can you trick it into releasing the dragon blood?"

"What a terrifying technology." Gu Yi sighed.

"It's more than horrifying! It's absolutely horrifying!" Fingle suddenly curled up into a ball, like a mouse meeting a cat. "It's basically a deal with the devil! This power is more corrosive than heroin—after the first taste of sweetness, you'll be tempted to activate it again, three times, four times, until your rationality is completely overwhelmed by the desire for power. In my opinion, nine out of ten people who practice this become Deadpool, and the rest are on the road to becoming Deadpool."

"Then I have a question, what is the end of Deadpool? Will he transform into a real dragon?" Gu Yi asked.

"Of course not! I've said before that human genes are like weeds that can never be completely burned. Even if dragon blood accounts for 99.999%, the remaining bit will always exist. If it exists, it will not become a dragon, but a more powerful Deadpool. We divide Deadpool into three levels: human, snake, and dragon. The ultimate Deadpool is Dragon Deadpool, and he will never reach the level of a pure-blooded dragon."

"Then it's quite pathetic to look at Deadpool this way." "Yeah..." Finkel sighed, "He always wants to be whole, always craves power, but he can never reach it. Even if he sees the other side is very close, the distance between them seems like a world away."

Chu Zihang slowly rolled up the scroll, as if he had made up his mind, "I will also train this."

"Crazy! All crazy! Why are you crazy too, you paralyzed junior brother?" Finkel jumped up. "I've already thought of the headline for Kassel's annual news: 'Shocking! The story of two tough guys falling into the abyss together'!"

Gu Yi stood up and stared at the lower bunk: "Don't try to persuade Finkel. Senior Brother is an Avenger, and Avengers always crave power. This is his choice, and we can't interfere."

Finger's gaze suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and the sly temperament on his body disappeared instantly. "So that's how it is. You and the principal are both Avengers, just like... "

"The principal is also an Avenger?" Gu Yi caught the other party's momentary hesitation.

"Yes..." Finkel turned over and faced the wall, "His revenge lasted for more than a hundred years."

"More than a hundred years? Who is the principal's enemy?"

"The dragon clan, all dragon clans, his revenge will not be over until the last dragon is killed. If you want to know the truth, I suggest you choose a sunny afternoon and ask him yourself." Finkel said quietly.

"I will." Gu Yi nodded.

"Junior brother, since Junior Brother with facial paralysis is seeking revenge, what is your motivation?"

"You know what's happening around me. I feel like I'm in the center of the storm, so I must gain stronger power." Gu Yi lowered his eyebrows.

"That's it..."

"Fingal, would you consider practicing this?" Gu Yi suddenly asked.

Finkel instantly sat up, his exaggerated tone mixed with the creaking of the bed frame: "No, I won't! I won't get mad at you two. I just want to graduate one day and go to a stable branch, with sunshine, beaches and beautiful women, and live like this for the rest of my life."

Gu Yi looked at the flickering light on the ceiling and chuckled, "It suits you very well."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Finger grabbed the corner of the quilt and covered half of his face. "My suddenly affectionate junior brother is more terrifying than the Dragon King! Use your usual attitude to scold me!"

"Get lost!" Gu Yi picked up a pillow and threw it at him, "You fucking deserve it!"

Finger caught the pillow and placed it behind his head. His eyes, suddenly serious, moved between the two of them. "Listen, I won't stop you from practicing Blood Rage, but I have a suggestion for you."

"What?" Gu Yi asked, and Chu Zihang also raised his head and looked at Finkel.

“Don’t forget who you are, even if the whole world forgets.”

(End of this chapter)