I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 145 Red Hair? Nono's Meal Replacement?

After leaving the Night Watchman's attic, Cheng went straight to the dormitory area.

The breeze from the mountainside carried a slight chill, which cleared Cheng Sui's mind considerably.

Although he already knew about the Nibelungen Project and the Baptism of Dragonblood, his conversation with the Night's Watch was not entirely useless.

At least he learned more details about the plan and received the Night's Watch's promised alchemical support.

There is no doubt that the Night Watchers' alchemy skills are unparalleled among hybrids.

However, Cheng Sui also knew that in the faraway Brooklyn of New York, there was a true master of alchemy.

But now, Old Tang is probably still struggling to survive in that small rented room, worrying about making a living.

Even if I were to look for him, it would have to be after I returned from the capital.

As for Schneider, Principal Angers said that he had already made arrangements for him.

Tomorrow I can go directly to Professor Schneider's office to collect the permit for this operation.

I wonder what kind of interesting expression this iron-fisted executive director will have when he learns that he is going to take his most precious student to the capital to teach.

The campus paths were quiet under the night sky. Cheng Sui took out his phone as he walked back to his dormitory.

The screen lit up, and he skillfully clicked on the Night Watchers forum icon.

During his time in Japan, he never once opened the Night Watchers forum.

On the one hand, the schedule was indeed too tight, and even getting enough sleep became a luxury, let alone browsing forums for entertainment.

On the other hand, during the days when he was wanted by the Japanese branch, Cheng Sui was worried that his login behavior would be locked by Kaguya-hime and thus expose his whereabouts, so he did not dare to surf the forum.

In this age of information overload, you feel out of touch with the times if you don't go online for two days.

He hadn't looked at any posts on the forum for over two weeks and felt somewhat unfamiliar with Kassel College.

However, it seems that most of the popular posts on the forum are also related to the same few people.

It was either Chu Zihang displaying superhuman strength in some mission, or Caesar hosting some lavish party, or gossip about some well-known figures in the academy.

Cheng Sui still remembers that two years ago, Fingel somehow got hold of a photo of the vice principal when he was young.

The photo caused quite a stir in the college.

The Flamer in the photo was as handsome as a Greek sculpture, a stark contrast to his current image as a little potato embedded in a chair.

Countless female fans lamented in the comments section of the post, sighing that time is truly a cruel butcher's knife.

However, to Cheng Sui's surprise, the hottest post on the Night Watchers forum today had nothing to do with Caesar and Chu Zihang.

Shocking! The academy's newly promoted A-level students went to Japan for this very reason!

Looking at this headline, which sounded like something out of a marketing account, Cheng Sui immediately had a bad feeling.

He clicked on it.

What immediately caught my eye was a photo of him and Erii.

The locations of the photos range from Tokyo Tower all the way to Meiji Shrine, showing that the photographer clearly put in a lot of effort.

Interspersed among them are some images that appear extremely ambiguous due to their misalignment.

In one photo, he is turning his head to say something to Erii, while Erii is tilting her head slightly up, making it look from a certain angle as if the two are about to kiss.

On Cheng Sui's forehead, a vein throbbed almost imperceptibly twice.

"Fingal————"

However, Fingel did know his limits.

He thoughtfully blurred Erii's face to protect the girl's privacy.

Erii's signature dark red long hair is highly recognizable.

It must be said that Fingel was indeed a genius at creating public opinion.

Just minutes before posting these photos, he had posted several pictures of Nono and Caesar at a ball.

The photos he chose all highlighted Nono's dazzling dark red hair.

The two posts were posted one after the other, only a few minutes apart.

This deliberate guidance naturally ignited everyone's desire to discuss.

Even Nuonuo herself personally commented on the post about Cheng Sui.

Nono: "I solemnly promise that I have not been to Japan in the past two years. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Also, my hair is not dyed, but if you like, I can share the hair color code with your girlfriend."

Cheng Sui's lips twitched slightly.

One Finger was disgusting enough, and now another troublemaker has popped up, seemingly eager to stir up trouble.

Nono's comment instantly escalated the discussion in the comments section.

Many people have already begun to have heated discussions about the so-called "meal replacement literature".

Some sentimental men and women have begun to feel sorry for the girl whose face has been blurred in the photo, and have denounced Cheng Sui as a scumbag who plays with people's feelings and treats an innocent girl as someone else's shadow.

Looking at those indignant comments, Cheng Sui frowned deeply.

Just then, his phone started vibrating.

Private messages kept pouring in.

Without exception, they all came to inquire about this matter.

Ye Sheng: "Junior brother, you—sigh, I never expected you to have such feelings for Nuonuo."

Shuto Aki: "Japanese girls are very sensitive, junior brother, you need to learn to be nice to them. Our Mans lineage can't tolerate scumbags who play with girls' feelings."

Cheng Sui turned off his phone screen expressionlessly.

His murderous intent toward Finnish dogs reached its peak at this moment.

The slight feeling of gratitude I had felt earlier because of Fingel's help had completely vanished.

He could even imagine that after Fingel posted this message, he was hiding in his dorm room, hugging a KFC family bucket and chuckling to himself in a sly way.

After briefly replying to Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya, explaining that Erii's red hair was just a coincidence, Cheng Sui unknowingly found himself already at the dormitory entrance.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my Indian roommate Sanjay looking at me with an extremely complicated expression.

"Ah Sui—" Sanjay looked hesitant, his eyes a mixture of sympathy, gossip, and a hint of reproach.

Don't listen to the nonsense those people on the forum spout.

Cheng Sui could tell what Sangay wanted to say just by looking at his expression.

So he interrupted Sanjay before he could even ask a question.

"It's just a coincidence that the girl has the same hair as Nono. I don't have any romantic feelings for Nono."

Sanjay was taken aback, clearly not expecting Cheng Sui to be so direct.

He blinked, processing the information, then asked curiously, "So—which girl is it?"

"Finger wasn't wrong about that," Cheng Sui said, tossing his backpack onto his bed. "She is indeed my girlfriend."

Sanjay's face immediately showed an "I knew it" expression.

He leaned closer to Cheng Sui mysteriously and whispered, "I've heard that Japanese girls are all submissive and compliant. I never expected you, Sui, to like that type."

Cheng Sui rolled her eyes at him.

"Can you please stop thinking of me in such a despicable way?"

His gaze fell on the table in the dormitory, where some sophisticated equipment parts and scattered blueprints were laid out.

It's likely that during the few days I was away, Sanjay took his graduation project to his dorm room to assemble it.

"By the way, Sanjay," Cheng Sui suddenly spoke up. "As a specialist in the execution department, could I order some equipment from the equipment department?"

Sanjay scratched his thick, curly hair.

"It's possible, but—many of the executive department's specialists are not very willing to use weapons customized by the equipment department."

"The reason is that it's too dangerous; it might self-destruct one day."

He added, "Moreover, the cost of custom-made equipment is very high, and if an executive specialist wants to make a custom order, they need Professor Schneider's approval."

Sanjay looked at Cheng Sui curiously: "Sui, what kind of equipment do you want to customize?"

Cheng nodded, without giving a direct answer.

He lay on the table, picked up a blank sheet of paper and a pen, and began to doodle on it.

Sanjay curiously came closer.

Cheng Sui's pen moved swiftly across the paper, producing smooth and precise lines.

Soon a clear pattern appeared on the paper.

It was a wide, long robe printed with several eerie red cloud patterns.

Beside the robe was a swirling orange mask, with only one eye hole visible.

"What is this??" Sanjay looked at the drawing, his face full of doubt.

This design style is neither like the standard equipment of the Executive Department nor does it conform to any known alchemical weapon style. Instead, it exudes an indescribable coolness and mystery.

Cheng Sui looked at his painting with satisfaction, then raised his head and gave Sanjie a mysterious smile.

He put his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"Shh, don't ask any more questions."

His voice was very low, with a hint of suspense.

"You know, the principal needs some people to help him do some shady things."

Sanjay's expression instantly turned serious, and he nodded solemnly, saying, "Don't worry, Asui, I will absolutely not tell anyone about this."