A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 22 My five senses are more acute than those of other mixed-race individuals

"They're still here? How many days has it been?"

"Today is Friday, they came last Sunday, you can figure out the exact time yourself."

"It's so frustrating that they're investigating us all. Who could be the culprit in the preparatory class? If you ask me, it must be the alchemy teacher's old enemies coming after us."

Chu Zihang strolled through the preparatory class campus with a blank expression. He wasn't angry or cold because of the discussions among his younger schoolmates.

I even felt a little guilty.

Chu Zihang knew that if the executive department specialists investigated for so long and found nothing, it would put a lot of pressure on his juniors.

But the mysterious attacker was too well hidden, and they couldn't find a single clue. They searched the campus for five consecutive days, and Chu Zihang could move around the campus with his eyes closed, but still found nothing.

Hmm? Chu Zihang suddenly stopped, his expression gradually becoming serious. Something was wrong. Compared to the past, the preparatory class campus seemed to have something different today.
A sense of heaviness crept into Chu Zihang's heart, as if a monster was lurking in the shadows.

The intuition brought by the hunter's potion?
Is the mysterious attacker about to slip up?

Chu Zihang quickly analyzed the situation in his mind, immediately activating his enhanced hunter senses to scout his surroundings.

Various smells became clear immediately, and countless marks appeared on the ground. In addition to footprints the size of a normal person, a huge, heavy footprint that was completely inhuman appeared in a blind spot of the roadside surveillance cameras.

While keeping an eye on the footprints, Chu Zihang took out his phone and dialed blindly, quickly contacting the captain: "Captain, I found something about 200 meters in front of the second teaching building of the preparatory class."

Since there was no sound of fighting breaking out nearby, Chu Zihang was not in a hurry to hunt alone. He notified the captain to gather the specialists before taking any action.

For some reason, one-seventh of the hunter's potion dissolved.

Chu Zihang looked at himself in surprise. This was acceptable? Was he really playing the hunter?
That's right. Tracking prey and planning before acting, it seems that playing the role of a hunter requires not only hunting skills but also a sharp mind.

"Received!" The captain acted swiftly and decisively, without any doubt or questioning.

Adopting a strategy of believing first and then questioning, they rushed towards Chu Zihang, maintaining communication while taking out another mobile phone.

After calling out to Norma and receiving a response from the artificial intelligence, he asked Norma to tell the rest of the team members to gather at Chu Zihang's location.

Every mobile phone in the execution department has a location tracking system, so even if Chu Zihang doesn't report his location, the other specialists can still arrive accurately.

The captain was the fastest, practically sprinting all the way, and soon spotted Chu Zihang standing quietly by the roadside: "What did you find?"

Chu Zihang didn't hide anything and told the team leader what he had discovered. The team leader blinked in surprise; he hadn't seen any footprints at all.

How can we still believe this?

The captain was unsure whether Chu Zihang, who was only a freshman, was too nervous or under too much psychological pressure while working with the executive department, and was experiencing hallucinations.

"Captain, believe me, I can see the footprints. After my bloodline awakened, my five senses are more acute than those of other hybrids."

……

For the alchemy class in the second year of preparatory school, Principal Meng temporarily invited an outsider to serve as the temporary alchemy teacher.

As he was writing and drawing on the podium, teaching the basic principles of alchemy, Xu Lie listened with great interest and seemed very focused.

Xia Mi seemed to be slacking off, glancing up at the blackboard every now and then, nodding thoughtfully, before looking down at the drawer again.

Her pretty face was sparkling, vaguely like the reflection of a mobile phone screen.

Of course, it only looks like she's slacking off and playing on her phone, but in reality, Xia Mi is secretly calculating the time, calculating when the fifth generation's underlings will riot.

Xia Mi barely rested at night this week, sneaking out every night to search for her dragon brothers in the suburbs.

Actually, the Kamaitachi Queen from Xia Mi's household would have been a good fit, but as the gatekeeper of Nibelungen, she was connected to the alchemy of the Nibelungen Great Labyrinth and couldn't be easily changed. Besides, she had guarded the gate for so many years; even if she hadn't made any great contributions, she had still put in the effort. So Xia Mi decided to let the Kamaitachi Queen go.

There are basically no pure-blooded dragons around the capital. Xia Mi searched further and further away, and finally caught a fifth-generation dragon sleeping underground in the desolate wilderness near Sanhe.

Dragons are a very interesting race. The original dragon, Nidhogg, did not actually reproduce. He simply used alchemy and power to create the White Dragon.

After the White King rebelled, the Black King learned his lesson and recreated the four monarchs of the original race. He then divided each monarch in two, so that each throne was occupied by a twin who would wield power and authority.

Like the Black King, the White King and the Four Sovereigns, who were created, also had the innate limitation of being unable to reproduce.

So where do the second, third, and even fourth and fifth generations of dragons come from?

It's very simple: the corruption of dragon blood, or the blessing of blood.

Animals in nature that come into contact with and absorb a sufficiently high concentration of the first-generation dragon's blood and survive are transformed into the second-generation species.

Similarly, if an animal comes into contact with the blood of a second-generation dragon and survives, it will be considered a third-generation dragon, and so on.

It is precisely because of this that a strict hierarchical system was created within the Dragon Clan. The fifth generation of Dragons dared not resist Xia Mi and could only lie on the ground and obey her orders.

So Xia Mi secretly brought the fifth generation back to the preparatory class, intending to create an outsider riot and then hand it over to the executive department specialists to resolve, thus clearing herself of suspicion.

Haha, that's her amazing wit! Only half an hour left until the class ends…

"Roar!!" A furious dragon roar rose from the bottom, echoing throughout the entire second teaching building.

The students who were concentrating on the lesson were all startled. Some trembled violently, some dropped their pens, and even the alchemy teacher on the podium couldn't hold his textbook properly.

"Did you hear that? It's a dragon, isn't it?"

"How come there's a dragon in the preparatory class?"

"Please, get moving! Whatever it is, have you forgotten everything you learned in school? Whether it's a dragon or anything else, sitting in the classroom is no different from waiting to die."

If cold water is poured into hot oil, the classroom will instantly erupt into chaos.

Before the students could discuss it further, several more dragon roars came from the bottom. Even those in the fourth-floor classrooms could clearly hear the anger in the roars.

Throughout the classroom, the surrounding classrooms, upstairs and downstairs, teachers and students all sprang into action with hurried expressions, except for Xia Mi, who remained stunned.

why?
Xia Mi knew very well that the dragon's roar just now was clearly the voice of a fifth-generation genus member, but why did it move? Hadn't they agreed on a time?

It's impossible for the fifth-generation junior brother to disobey the Dragon King's orders.

Oh no, something must have gone wrong.

Coming to her senses, Xia Mi quickly got up and tried to blend into the crowd. After taking only a few steps, she suddenly turned around and saw the sickly Xu Lie lagging behind at the very back of the line.

In this critical moment, the clone still had to maintain the persona of Xu Lie's chronic illness, appearing weak and slow in everything he did. Fortunately, no one was paying attention to him at the moment; everyone was busy running.

But suddenly, dragons appeared on the preparatory school campus. What exactly does Teacher Daye want to do?

Even if Xu Lie's clone thought for a second and couldn't produce any evidence, he could be 100% certain that the appearance of this dragon was definitely related to Teacher Da Ye.

"Xu Lie!"

Before he could grumble further, Xia Mi ran to his side, grabbed him, and forcibly dragged him away: "What time is it! And you're still so slow!"

"Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

(End of this chapter)