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Time ticked by, and the other person moved with ease, not even using a cable to restrain themselves as they descended the slide. They simply used one hand to slide down the slide, and in just thirty seconds, they landed gracefully and raised their head.

Schneider narrowed his eyes at that moment, because he had just seen the other person's face.

Chapter 199 Don't Move [Please Subscribe]

Once the other person had completely slid down from the spiral tunnel and landed lightly, Schneider finally saw the other person's face when he looked up.

What a stylish and handsome face it was! The face was so angular, as if it had been carved by a knife and axe. The person was wearing sunglasses, and his iron-gray hair was neatly combed back and styled with hair gel. He was wearing a black trench coat, and his muscles were clearly defined and toned, which could even be described as sexy.

For some reason, Schneider felt that the other person seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

The man had nothing in his hands and looked more like he was there for a leisurely vacation. He whistled as he strolled around the display cases in the armory, even commenting on some of the weapons.

Upon seeing some unusually shaped weapons, the man even picked them up and played with them for a while. To be honest, he really didn't need to carry any weapons on him. Clearly, his goal was to sneak directly into the armory, where all sorts of weapons were scattered everywhere, and any one of them could unleash powerful firepower.

Moreover, the other party was also equipped with these weapons. For example, he put the scattered grenades into the pockets of his trench coat, and he also put powerful weapons such as Glocks and modified Desert Eagles in his pockets. He also carried a lot of bullets. If you didn't know better, you would think that this guy came to buy goods.

As the man passed by a display case, one of the sniper rifles fell out. He seemed startled, but after seeing that it was a sniper rifle, he breathed a sigh of relief and even very gentlemanly bent down to pick it up and put it back in the display case, without even shifting the angle.

After doing all this, the man seemed somewhat relieved. He patted his pockets, finally pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter. A black eye made of flames could be seen on the lighter's casing. As he smoked, the man slowly approached the alchemical nuclear bomb.

"It is truly an incredibly powerful creation."

The man's voice was somewhat ardent, and for some reason, Schneider, hidden in the shadows, was even more moved by it. He was certain he knew this person, but he didn't react in any way. Under the influence of Winter's Word of Power, he was as if he were dead; unless he saw it with his own eyes, he would never be able to sense that there was another person in the armory.

The man approached the alchemical nuclear bomb again, examining it closely, even circling it as if admiring a woman's sensual body. Finally, as if confirming something, he finished the cigarette in one gulp, exhaling a wisp of white smoke, then tossed the butt on the ground and stubbed it out with his toe.

Then he stopped in place, twisted his neck, and stretched his body, as if about to begin some kind of exercise. Schneider stared intently at the other man, seemingly trying to figure out what tricks he was up to. After all, what lay before him was an alchemical nuclear bomb, and although it had three layers of encryption, who knew if this guy would deliberately cause some kind of destruction and forcefully self-destruct?

Even Schneider had a vivid memory of the things those guys in the equipment department made, especially alchemical nuclear bombs like this.

At the time, the entire Equipment Department named this nuclear bomb Ragnarok, which shows the high hopes they had for it.

Under these circumstances, the man in the trench coat immediately began to operate, and it was this operation that made Schneider's eyes widen in disbelief. After a simple disassembly, the man pulled out a combination lock box from the alchemical nuclear bomb. It had a very sophisticated feel to it, and the man in the trench coat began to enter the password on it with great skill.

Schneider was shocked. After all, the triple code to this nuclear bomb was in the hands of three different forces, and these three forces would keep the code safe. How could it possibly fall into the hands of someone else so easily? Perhaps this guy just wanted to try and crack the code by accident, Schneider couldn't help but think.

However, just as this idea was born, a sudden click of a mechanism rang out, sounding exceptionally loud in the otherwise silent armory.

Schneider was jolted. The code had been cracked; the first layer of the code had been broken just like that. And this layer of code was clearly in the hands of Principal Angers; there was no way anyone else could know it. Because when the three layers of code were reassembled, there was an initial level of access control. This meant that even the Minister of Equipment, Akadula, the one who personally created this alchemical nuclear bomb, didn't know the specific code.

To obtain the password, one must know how the person executing the transaction enters it. The first layer of password was entered by Angers himself, yet this man has opened it with ease. This is absolutely unbelievable, and even somewhat chilling. Why would someone else know the principal's private password? Or is there some unknown factor at play?

Schneider's mind was in turmoil, but what shocked him even more was yet to come. After the first layer of passwords was unlocked, another password box popped out on the other side of the alchemical nuclear bomb. That was the setting to unlock the second layer of passwords. As long as the correct password was entered, the third layer of passwords could be activated.

Amidst Schneider's tremor, the man in the trench coat approached the second combination lock and began a new round of input. Judging from his confident demeanor, he seemed to already know the real password!

The other person's fingers flew across the screen, and the confidence they exuded told Schneider that they were likely to enter the correct password in the next moment. However, after a series of inputs, a cold female voice came from inside the nuclear bomb.

"Secondary password failed to enter. You have one more chance to enter. If you fail on the last attempt, your account will be locked for one month."

Upon hearing this voice, Schneider breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the man in the trench coat hadn't entered the password correctly the second time, and perhaps the first password was also a fluke, or perhaps it was for some other reason.

Since the second layer of password is unknown, this alchemical nuclear bomb cannot be activated. The man in the trench coat was also stunned for a moment. He scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself somewhat awkwardly, "Oh dear, I'm getting old, and my memory is getting worse. I clearly remember this is the password. Could it be that I mixed it up? Let me try again. I still have one more chance."

The man in the trench coat spoke with a chuckle, making it sound less like he was activating the code to an alchemical nuclear bomb and more like he was opening a child's blind box, with no one knowing what strange toys might be inside.

Then the man in the trench coat started operating the combination lock on the second layer again. This time, his fingers were also clicking rapidly on the screen, showing his decisiveness.

Schneider's mind tensed up again, because normally, when someone enters the wrong password once and then faces the last chance, they will rack their brains to think for a while longer and see if they can find the correct password without entering it.

After all, once the input fails, it will take a month to input again. Obviously, this man in the trench coat did not come here openly, otherwise he would not have taken this opportunity to sneak into the armory. You know, this place is usually heavily guarded, not only by Norma but also by other teachers and students.

However, due to the terrifying disaster that Lin Ye has unleashed, all the defense systems have been completely paralyzed, and this place has also become a deserted area. However, few people are worried that something might happen here, since the biggest accident is the disaster that Lin Ye has launched. As long as Lin Ye's disaster can be stopped, the armory will be safe.

But despite all their calculations, they still miscalculated. Someone had silently infiltrated the place. Oh, no, not silently, they came whistling, whistling so casually it was like they were on vacation.

If the other person isn't wearing a full black trench coat but a swimsuit or shorts, then the vacation vibe is probably stronger.

While Schneider was feeling uneasy, the other party started manipulating the password again. Judging from how skillfully and quickly the other party entered the password, it was very likely that the other party had already mastered the real password.

Schneider held his breath. He felt that the question was no longer whether the correct password was entered or not, but why the other party was able to enter the correct password.

After the second layer of password was successfully entered, the third layer of password box popped out, which was also the last layer of password box.

Schneider's heart was gripped with unease. He suddenly felt extremely oppressed, not because the alchemical nuclear bomb was about to be activated, but because of why an unrelated person knew both of the codes. These codes represented the Angers and Gattuso families, essentially representing two major powers.

How could such a crucial code be known by the same person? What exactly happened? Or is there some other conspiracy he's unaware of?

Schneider's mind became complicated. His true nature was to slay dragons. If he could kill all the dragons, he was willing to give anything. He was also willing to follow Angers because he always believed that Angers was the one who could lead them to the end and completely wipe out all the dragons.

On the battlefield of dragon slaying, Angers will surely have the last laugh. Even if everyone perishes with the dragons in the end, Angers will still be able to watch the destruction with a smile, even if he himself faces destruction. Angers is such a man, extremely pure, and equally pure towards the dragons. He wants to completely annihilate them. But now that the same person knows the activation codes of the two major forces, it makes one feel a chilling thought.

The man continued until he reached the third layer of the coded box. The coded device for this layer was set up by the Equipment Department of Kassel College, and the person who knew the code was Minister Akadula.

While it's understandable that the top two powers had their codes discovered—after all, they were in a higher position and might have had different ideas or methods—the group of scoundrels in the Equipment Department were truly seen by all the teachers and students of Kassel College as a bunch of cowardly scoundrels. They were a group of people who were afraid of death and would only hide at the bottom of the ice cellar, that is, in Watt Alheim, spending their days and nights researching so-called equipment.

Don't assume they're so eager to develop all sorts of equipment. Their goal is the future, because they also believe that dragons exist in this world, and when dragons go berserk, they are absolutely brutal. They are also trying to protect themselves, so they keep creating powerful weapons, especially very powerful defensive weapons, which are directly aimed at pure-blooded dragons. The purpose of creating this alchemical nuclear bomb is the same.

In Minister Akadura's vision, they imagined that this alchemical nuclear bomb would eventually fly directly to the dragons' lair under the operation of the electronic system, and then detonate directly. At that moment, the whole world would be quiet, there would be no more dragons, and the threat they faced would also be gone.

Therefore, no one understood these guys' thoughts better than Schneider. They were cowards from the very beginning, so the final code of this alchemical nuclear bomb was more important than their lives. If the other side knew even this last code, Schneider couldn't even imagine what would happen.

He felt as if a terrifying and invisible hand was covering the entire sky. No one knew when this hand would strike, but if it did, everyone would be reduced to dust, even powerful beings like Lin Ye.

However, just as Schneider was deeply shocked and pondering, the man in the black trench coat whistled again and then walked to the third layer of the password box. He stretched his waist and wrists, clearly about to open the third layer, which was the last layer of the password.

Once activated, the nuclear bomb will be put into operation. It has an electronic map on it, which is also a location map. As long as it is located, the alchemical nuclear bomb can strike that location!

Even Schneider's heart leaped into his throat. This was a truly catastrophic weapon; he couldn't even imagine the terrible destruction that would occur if it exploded.

The man in the trench coat was still whistling leisurely, not like he was activating an alchemical nuclear bomb, but more like a child playing house, yet it gave people a chilling feeling, as if he didn't care about the lives of any living beings.

The other person scratched his forehead a few times, seemingly thinking about something, until finally his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of the last set of passwords. Then he placed his hands on the screen and began to operate it.

Schneider could no longer hold back. He broke free of his Word of Power state, stepped out of his concealed state, and pointed the Beretta pistol at the back of the man in the black trench coat's head, coldly saying:

"Don't move, or I'll blow your head off. This Beretta is a brand new pistol, as powerful as a hand cannon. If you don't believe me, you can try it. I'm sure your head will explode first, not the last one you successfully enter."

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"Don't shoot, I'm a law-abiding citizen, I'm a very law-abiding citizen."

The man with the gun pointed at him quickly raised his hands and said in a trembling voice, his demeanor completely lacking the nonchalant air he had just displayed when he was about to activate the alchemical nuclear bomb.

Schneider said coldly, "Throw out all the weapons you have on you, just throw them on the table over there, and then let me see your hands."

The man hurriedly threw out all the weapons he had on him, including various revolvers, grenades, miniature bombs, and even submachine guns. Who knows how many weapons this guy had just rummaged through the armory and stuffed into his clothes?

Two minutes later, the table was piled high with alchemical weapons. Even Schneider couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye; this guy alone was worth at least a regiment's worth of combat power.

The man in the trench coat was also very honest. After checking all the weapons on his body, he raised his hands high again, just as Schneider had instructed, to show his hands to ensure that he would not launch an attack immediately.

“Turn around and take off your sunglasses while you’re at it,” Schneider warned again.

The man in the trench coat was very cooperative, looking more like a seasoned thief who had been caught by the police many times before. The moment he saw the other man pull out handcuffs, the thief immediately and obediently offered his hands—that's how proactive he was. Any slower, and he might even have had his jail food arranged, the only question being what time he'd go to bed that night.

When the other person turned around and obediently took off his sunglasses, Schneider's cold, iron-gray eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and a very shocking light flowed through that slit.

"who are you?"

It was obvious that Schneider was very emotionally unstable. His breathing was rapid and heavy, like that of an elderly person with severe lung disease who was on the verge of death, and sounded more like a broken bellows.

"Professor Schneider, you ask who I am? Don't you have the answer in your heart?"

The man in the trench coat chuckled, tilting his head slightly to reveal his extremely handsome face under the light, a playful and slightly smirking expression playing on his lips.

Schneider, who was usually so decisive and ruthless, found his Glock pistol trembling. He stared at the man's face, feeling utterly incredulous, a shocking and unbelievable shock.

No wonder he had felt a sense of déjà vu about the man in the trench coat, a familiarity so profound it was as if he'd seen him somewhere before, yet upon closer reflection, he realized he'd never actually interacted with him. Because Schneider always remembered any opponent or other person he'd ever met.

However, it wasn't until he finally saw the man clearly, who had removed his mask and exposed his entire face to the light, that he realized the man's tone, mannerisms, and especially his face—it wasn't just similar, it was practically identical!

And this supposed identical resemblance was none other than Schneider himself in his past. Back then, he was middle-aged, or even just entering middle age, a dashing and debonair man. At that time, the entire faculty and students of Kassel College thought he was the most handsome, even comparable to international superstar Leonardo DiCaprio.

At that time, Schneider was the youngest professor at the entire Kassel College, handsome, stylish, witty, and humorous. Female students would even skip other professors' classes to sneak into his. Therefore, Professor Schneider's classes were always packed, with very few seats available for boys.

Schneider also had a very happy time at Kassel College, where he also had a group of very lovely students. They spent their days exchanging ideas with these students, researching topics together, and even participating in various tasks together.

In a sense, they were no longer just teacher and student, but comrades-in-arms, comrades who could entrust their backs to each other; their friendship was very deep. If the entire Kassel College was a big family, then the people surrounding Schneider were undoubtedly his family members, even his children.

However, the operation in the Greenland ice sea in 01, that mission, destroyed everything Schneider had.

Schneider could never forget the monster, both monstrous and alluring, that buried all his students in the deepest part of that coastal city. Enraged and nearly driven mad, Schneider grabbed a specially made APS underwater rifle and plunged to a depth of over 170 meters.

At that time, Schneider was as angry as a swordfish. He felt that he had to kill the monster in the sea and avenge his students, even at the cost of his own life. At that time, Schneider also felt a deep sense of guilt and remorse.

If it weren't for his misjudgment, how could his lovely students have died at the bottom of the sea? However, after Schneider rushed to the bottom of the sea at a depth of more than 170 meters, he looked around but could not find the monster.

Until one moment he suddenly turned around, and there it was—the monster had been right behind him all along. Its figure wasn't tall, even somewhat petite. Yet it appeared beside him silently. Schneider's sudden turn wasn't because he'd sensed anything; even though his Word of Power allowed him to maximize his sensory abilities, surpassing even radar, he still hadn't detected any trace of the monster behind him.

He turned around because he had a premonition that the monster was still there, but he just couldn't see it. It was very likely that the monster was lurking behind him like a demon, silently grinning at him.

Sure enough, when Schneider turned around sharply, he saw the monster standing right behind him. Schneider could easily imagine that while he was searching around in this sea, the monster was always behind him, keeping a certain distance.

No matter how he looked around, the other person always followed closely behind him. Schneider felt like he was playing a game, and he was being completely mocked by the other person.

Enraged, Schneider raised the underwater rifle and fired at the monster's face.

But then a nightmarish scene unfolded, and this nightmare lasted for many, many years. Faced with Schneider's outburst, the monster merely breathed a breath of air at him, a breath as insignificant as a wisp of warm air in winter. Yet, this breath froze the entire 170-meter stretch of sea, including the bullet fired in anger, which also solidified in the ice.

Immediately afterwards, Schneider's entire face and body were also enveloped by this cold current. His Qi-cultivating mask could be seen to shatter into pieces at a visible speed. The cold current surged directly into his entire body, and even carried a trace of dragon blood into his body, rushing into his respiratory tract, his mouth, and even his various organs, and even directly impacting the deepest part of his soul.

In that instant, Schneider felt his entire body stiffen, including his soul. The temperature in his head dropped to absolute zero, and even his blood froze. Then Schneider lost consciousness, followed by emergency treatment. Doctors performed various treatments on Schneider.

First, the injection of the strongest adrenaline was used to keep Schneider conscious. However, it was this very consciousness that made the treatment process extremely painful. He felt as if the cold, stinging injury was burning him up, a sensation of extreme contrast between ice and fire that made him suffer terribly.

He even wanted to scratch his face. Because that face was burning hot and itchy, he could completely imagine that face was dripping blood, even with the bones exposed. It was a terrifying face that anyone would have a nightmare about.

This is true.

When Schneider was finally fully recovered, it was a long recovery period. He lay in bed for three months before he could move with difficulty. During this time, no one said anything bad about him. Everyone looked at him with a sense of miracle, and even encouraged him, saying that he had survived a great calamity and was bound to have good fortune in the future, and that he would definitely overcome this crisis and become a true dragon slayer in the future.

However, Schneider didn't listen to any of this at the time; he just wanted a mirror, but no one could give it to him.

It wasn't until three months later, when Schneider was able to move on his own, that he pushed his wheelchair to the college's artificial lake, where he saw his own face clearly reflected in the water.

Even though it was a scorching summer day, Schneider was shivering and covered in cold sweat. He couldn't accept that the skin below his eyes was almost completely withered, with only a thin layer of skin clinging to the protruding bones. Even his nose and lips had shrunk considerably, making him look like a deformed monster, and his entire incisor was also exposed on his face.

In Schneider's memory, even the most disgusting movies he'd ever seen had never revealed such an ugly face. To be precise, it's no longer a face, but a deformed doll that's been hastily stitched up, but the missing parts are gone forever.

Schneider remembers sitting by the lake for a very long time that day. He didn't move, and the doctors and nurses didn't disturb him either, just kept watch nearby. They would provide emergency assistance should he have any suicidal thoughts, but they couldn't comfort Schneider either. He had to digest all the pain and suffering on his own.

Because no one could offer words of comfort in the face of such a disaster, they could only grit their teeth and move forward step by step. Perhaps Schneider's greatest motivation was to fight that dragon again in order to survive.