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They couldn't even imagine what price the vice principal had paid, but the price must have been incredibly heavy. Otherwise, why hadn't the vice principal, with his abilities, ever undertaken this task many years ago? The excited hearts of all the teachers and students couldn't help but feel uneasy. At this moment, they were truly worried about the vice principal, and they were genuinely afraid that something might happen to him.

They suddenly found the behavior of the person who had always been slacking off, and who even eagerly wanted to be the head of the referee team when female students participated in swimming competitions, to be quite endearing.

Even Manstein, the chairman of the disciplinary committee, whose expression was originally extremely cold, couldn't help but show a slight change in expression.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, at that moment he was genuinely worried that something might happen to the vice principal. He didn't know what kind of mentality this stemmed from, or perhaps it was the vice principal's heroic spirit that had saved everyone at Kassel College.

Is that all?

Manstein's inner world became complicated, and he was unaware of some of the feelings he was experiencing.

At that moment, an old hand patted his shoulder, and Manstein turned around to see his old friend Guderian.

"It will be alright, everything will be alright."

Guderian knew that this stubborn fellow possessed an indescribable tenacity and persistence, so he simply said what he wanted to say without referring to anyone specifically, but he knew Manstein would understand.

The latter sighed and nodded. His gaze seemed to pass through the Watt Alheim and look towards the man deep inside the ice cellar, but he could see nothing there, as it was blocked by thick layers of rock. He did not know whether the man was alive or dead.

……

Just when everyone was filled with anxiety, the vice principal deep inside the ice cellar became incredibly miserable.

His face was deathly pale, and he lay down directly on the bronze floor at the bottom of the cave. Due to excessive blood loss, he was extremely weak and could only lie there temporarily to see if he could barely recover some strength.

However, during this process, the alchemical equipment that was originally stored inside the ice cellar began to fluctuate violently. For some unknown reason, they all trembled and fell to the bottom of the cave.

The vice principal even saw the previously bound mummy, which was now stumbling to its feet, performing a strange mechanical dance, and then swaying as it walked towards him.

The vice principal's expression changed on the spot.

"Damn it, you, you, don't come any closer!"

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Chapter 196 Vice Principal: I'm under so much pressure! [Please subscribe]

The strongest and oldest human emotion is fear, and the strongest and oldest fear is the fear of the mysterious unknown.

In Watt Alheim, the horrific devastation emanating from Kassel College was clearly displayed on the enormous electronic screen.

The two energies, pitch black and blazing white, were constantly clashing. Each collision caused the void to twist violently like surging waves. Along the way, the already ruined land could be seen being brutally torn apart again, stretching to the horizon.

Dust storms swirled and rose, composed of fine dust particles. Swirled by the surging energy, these particles hurtled like bullets traveling at high speed. It was safe to say that even a heavy tank would be instantly pierced through, then swept away again by the steel-like dust particles, forming a new storm.

The teachers and students present swallowed hard in horror as they watched the terrifying impact from the sky. This scene completely changed their understanding of power.

Even though they were all hybrids with extraordinary worldviews, and even though their studies at Kassel College focused on dragons, including the terrifying Dragon King and the supreme Black King, all possessing unparalleled destructive power, that power only existed in textbooks. Even if such ruins truly existed, they would have occurred in ancient times.

How could there be such a strong sense of impact? Only at this moment did they truly realize their own insignificance; they were not frogs in a well, but ants at the bottom. Anyone caught in this energy turbulence would be almost instantly torn to dust.

At this moment, they were incredibly grateful to be alive under this enormous hand. It was the true hand of a god, lifting them up and protecting them from this disaster, winning this race for life for everyone.

They were equally grateful to Vice Principal Leonardo, assuming he must have paid a terrible price to activate the alchemical matrix. Many even pessimistically thought that the Vice Principal might already be in grave danger at this moment.

They clenched their fists, wishing they could rush into the ice cellar to find Vice Principal Leonardo. Many even prayed that the vice principal was safe and sound, hoping that the fat old man would once again be sleeping soundly in the clock tower, snoring loudly every day.

The girls were also eagerly anticipating seeing the vice principal as a referee in future sailing and swimming competitions. They no longer cared about anything else and only hoped that the vice principal would be safe and sound.

But what many teachers and students don't know is that the vice principal is in a terrible state right now, not just a little bit, but facing the most difficult humiliation of his life.

At this moment, deep within the ice cellar, on the entire bronze-like cavernous inner wall, the pattern of the divine hand was fully illuminated. It was from this pattern that extremely terrifying energy emanated, manifesting the divine hand in the outside world and repelling the disaster caused by the Super-Earthquake.

It can be said that this giant hand pattern is the core of the entire alchemical matrix. In order to activate this core, Vice Principal Leonardo consumed most of his own blood, so at this moment his face was pale and he could only lie on the ground. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he simply couldn't move.

If he could, he really wanted to sleep soundly here, and when everything calmed down, he hoped that when he opened his eyes, he would find himself on a bed covered with white bedding, surrounded by female students, or even female instructors, as long as they were young and beautiful.

On the other side of the table were all kinds of food and red wine, and on the huge electronic screen in front of him were playing the cheesy scenes he liked to watch. He would even invite the girls to watch with him while he was enjoying life.

The vice-principal most longed for his balding son, Manstein, to be present. He hoped the two would engage in lively conversation, clink glasses, and enjoy themselves immensely. After a hearty meal and drinks, Manstein would even be allowed to choose a girl. If Manstein took a liking to one, they would quickly get married. Of course, this was entirely the vice-principal's wishful thinking.

He dared not sleep now, for the entire ice cellar was still trembling violently, even though the Hand of God had withstood the power of the Super Planetary Explosion. The convergence and collision of these two terrifying energies caused the tremors to intensify, even causing the already extensively cracked ice cellar to undergo a new round of destruction, far more severe, with massive, spiderweb-like cracks covering the entire inner wall of the ice cellar.

It's important to understand that these inner walls weren't just excavated holes; they were also reinforced with bronze materials. You could say that even a normal magnitude 10 earthquake might not be able to cause them to be in this state. However, in this violent collision, these so-called solid inner walls looked more like they were made of paper.

And for some unknown reason, the alchemical weapons in the ice cellar began to jump wildly, as if they had been activated in an instant. For example, the ancient and mottled bronze mask was opening and closing its mouth, making a "ba-ka-ba-ka" sound. If you listened carefully, it sounded like it was singing a sacrificial song.

Similarly, in the dilapidated hourglass on the other side, the fine silver sand had already settled at the bottom. However, at this moment, it was drawn back to the top of the funnel by a mysterious force, and then began to fall down from the top of the funnel, repeating this cycle endlessly.

Beautiful music began to play, and a very old music box was opened at that moment. Tiny bumps appeared on the cylinder that recorded the sounds. The music sounded like an ancient Chinese song, giving the listener a feeling of returning to the Ming Dynasty.

The vice-principal didn't care about any of that, nor did he care about that damned organ. And now, the sound of Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 resounded from the organ once more, extremely loud and magnificent, as if Beethoven himself were playing it. That sound wasn't just choking fate; it was practically locking fate up in a room and beating it mercilessly!

However, under the same stirring music, the mummy, which had long since dried up, stumbled over at this moment, as if the other party was a mummy who loved listening to music, especially when hearing this Symphony No. 5, he was so excited that he wanted to fight for his fate even after turning into a mummy.

The vice principal's face went from deathly pale to pitch black. He thought, even if this mummy wanted to fight against fate, what the hell was he fighting for?! Why is he walking towards me?

The mummy was covered in greasy bandages, its hands even tightly bound by shackles. Its unsteady, staggering gait towards them created a chilling and unsettling atmosphere. The vice-principal remembered it; it had been preserved in formalin and kept in a cryogenically cold quartz container. The metal plaque indicated it was unearthed in 1833 from the Valley of the Kings in Egypt, likely a burial item for a pharaoh.

A clanging sound rang out as the creature approached, seemingly in a trance. Not only were its hands shackled, but its feet were also chained, preventing it from taking large strides. However, perhaps due to the rust, the shackles and chains snapped off during the mummy's unintentional struggle. Thus, the mummy, freed from its restraints, was completely unleashed.

The other person listened to the Symphony of Fate, as well as the sounds coming from the music box and the bronze mask, as if attending a concert. This mummy also served as a dancer, moving around like a robot, and crookedly approached the vice principal.

"How many times have I told you, don't come any closer! I'm under so much pressure!"

The vice principal was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his fat face trembled violently.

Especially when you see that the mummy's dry pupils reveal an extremely longing light, and the mummy even licks its already rotting lips, especially its tongue which curls up slightly as it licks its teeth that are as dry as pebbles.

One could vaguely discern some feminine features in the mummy, but that didn't mean the vice-principal could simply submit to her, even if he was once Curry Rooster and Moon Catcher in the bar. This mummy had been dead for centuries, her body withered and dry, and even her breath was enough to suffocate one with its stench.

The vice principal immediately tried to struggle and get up to run away, but because he was so weak, he could barely move a finger, so how could he possibly stand up and run?

There was no escaping it, but even knowing he couldn't escape, the vice-principal didn't give up. In this race for honor, the vice-principal seemed to have unleashed a hidden potential; his heels slammed against the bronze ground, and he actually managed to stop himself. His obese body involuntarily began to back away, inching forward like a fat worm churning on the ground.

The vice-principal transformed into a Guru, while the mummy lady behind him, accompanied by various musical tunes, slowly and unsteadily followed him. It must be said that the vice-principal was truly stubborn, even extremely defiant. Even though he could clearly see the mummy lady getting closer and closer to him, she was still desperately kicking the ground, just to make him Guru faster.

However, to the vice principal's utter dismay, no matter how much he mumbled, he could hardly escape the mummy lady's foul-smelling mouth. In truth, the vice principal wasn't afraid, but rather utterly disgusted. Just thinking about how this thing had been dead for hundreds of years and had been transformed into an alchemical creature was enough to make him feel utterly disgusted.

If things escalate too quickly, the vice principal might just explode on the spot.

However, just as he was exhausted and the mummy lady was about to pounce, a folding knife pierced through the air with extreme sharpness and finally hit the mummy's right kidney with great precision. Like a machine whose core circuit was severed, the mummy's body was frozen for a few moments before finally becoming completely still and falling heavily to the ground, landing right in the vice principal's arms.

The vice principal also saw who had made the move. The man was dressed in an elegant suit and was still in the throwing motion. The vice principal couldn't help but curse, "You old bastard, you finally decided to come and save me! Couldn't you be a little faster next time? Otherwise, I might really ruin my reputation!"

The visitor was none other than Angers.

Hearing the vice-principal's complaints and outburst, Angers couldn't help but smile wryly: "Old friend, I've been looking for you for a very, very long time. Maybe if you had been any slower, you could have ended your future single life right here. And living with a mummy lady might not be such a bad option."

Upon hearing this, the vice-principal's face darkened even further. "Angers, you old bastard, you don't need to mock me like this. I'm not stopping you from wanting to live with the Mummy Lady, but let me make this clear: you absolutely cannot let the entire faculty and students of Kassel College know about my situation just now, or you know the consequences."

The vice principal warned him sternly.

You see, although he often slacked off, he still valued his reputation highly. He was afraid Angers would reveal this, so he gave him a warning beforehand. Even if Angers was a scoundrel, he still had to give him this much face.

He also saw Angsher nod, but before he could feel relieved, the old man shook his head again.

"Angers, what do you mean by this, you old bastard? You're not trying to embarrass me on purpose, are you?!"

Angers shook his head. “You’ve misunderstood me. I can promise you I won’t tell anyone, but who can guarantee that Norma won’t? Maybe she’ll just post it on the Night Watchers forum with a title like ‘Vice Principal Leonardo heroically sacrificed himself to save the entire faculty and students of Kassel College from disaster,’ and then add a big ‘tearful’ title.”

However, as soon as Angers finished speaking, a vibration sound came from his body. Angers took out the latest model of mobile phone and directly opened the Night Watchers' forum. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "See what I told you? Norma has always been at the forefront of caring for teachers and students."

The forum page not only features posts by Norma, but also includes a series of photos of the vice principal from before, especially the scene of him being chased by a mummy.

My god! You really do target the spot that hurts!

Angers pointed his phone screen at the vice principal, who also read the contents. His face turned from black to purple and finally to a dark green, making him look like he was about to die from poisoning.

"Norma, you win!"

The vice principal hissed through gritted teeth, practically squeezing the words out between his teeth.

However, the comments from the teachers and students that followed broke his composure.

The vice principal was in tears; this time he was truly moved to tears!

Chapter 197 Totoro Finally Reunited, Danger!! [Please Subscribe]

At this moment, inside the underground ice cellar of Kassel College, although a large area of ​​the deepest part of the ice cellar has collapsed, there are still two figures here.

It was Nono and Erii.

Nono had considered persuading Erii to come along. After all, Erii was new to Kassel College, and her beloved boy, Lin Ye, was still fighting with other elite students there. Nono couldn't imagine what would happen if Erii wasn't found when the battle ended.

You should know that Nono is an expert in profiling.

She knew that Lin Ye loved Erii very much and had always been careful to protect her. She could imagine the rage in the boy's heart if he found out that his beloved girl was missing, and he might even take his anger out on the entire Kassel College.

With Lin Ye's unfathomable strength, he might actually pose a significant challenge to Kassel College.

What Nuonuo never expected was that Lin Ye had not only caused some impact on Kassel College, but he had almost destroyed it.

However, these were things that Nono could not have imagined. Although she was proficient in profiling, she could only roughly sketch out a person's personality or behavior. As for the unfathomable strength of their bloodline, that was beyond her ability to deduce.

The only thing she could guess was that Erii was very important to Lin Ye, even more important than the boy's own life. If she were lost, the consequences would be unimaginable. Lin Ye would go crazy, and someone would be in trouble.

So Nono tried several times to persuade Erii to take the girl out of the ice cellar.

To Nono's dismay, Erii simply wouldn't listen to her. This girl, who seemed gentle and weak, was incredibly stubborn when she got going. In particular, she possessed a terrifying dragon bloodline, so even Nono didn't dare to force her to persuade her, and could only try to coax her gently.

But Erii kept muttering that she wanted to find Totoro, and Nono also knew about Totoro.

That's a magical spirit that appeared in Hayao Miyazaki's Totoro movie. This little spirit can grant many people's wishes, so people often compare Totoro to a wonderful magical creature. Seeing it is like seeing Aladdin's lamp, where you can make a wish.

So Nono found another way to break through, such as asking Erii why she didn't hear Totoro.

Erii wrote in her notebook, "Because Totoro is just my own magical creature, of course you can't hear me."

Seeing Erii's serious expression, Nono almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What kind of bizarre thinking is this? Does Totoro have a master?

What's even stranger is that Totoro is clearly a fictional creation that doesn't actually exist. Yet, in Erii's mind, it seems that a Totoro truly exists in this world, and that this Totoro can grant all of her wishes.

Of course, Nono didn't directly expose the girl's so-called worldview. After all, seeing how persistent the girl was, Nono couldn't bear it. If she forcibly tore open the fairy tale world in the girl's heart, it would be a very cruel thing for her.