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

"Speaking of which, Principal, who set that record? Was it you?"

"No, I never participate in any tests." Although Angers was puzzled as to why Cheng Sui would ask this, he still answered patiently.

Why?

Angers stared at the numbers scrolling across the electronic screen, stroking the counter: "Because I'm afraid."

"Afraid? I didn't expect there was something you, Principal, were afraid of."

"I'm afraid of knowing my limits, afraid of knowing that there are things I can't do. I am the undertaker of the dragon race, I can't be someone with limits."

"Principal, you remind me of Neo from The Matrix. When he believes he can do something, he can do it. He can even stop bullets."

"Stop the bullets?" Angers laughed. He hadn't seen The Matrix, but in the realm of time zero, even bullets would move as slowly as snails.

Cheng Sui shrugged: "In the Matrix setting, most of the people around Neo are data simulated by the Matrix. If you were Neo's 'Hello,' Principal, I might be a string of data too."

"I'm too old. The protagonist of the story will be you or Caesar, or even Chu Zihang, but it won't be me."

Angers snapped his fingers, and three or four burly men pushed a machine out of the side gate of the stadium.

Cheng Sui looked at the several burly men in front of him, whose arms were almost as thick as his thighs, and asked with some confusion, "What are these guys, who look like WWE champions, doing? Is wrestling part of the physical fitness test?"

"They're from the school's public relations department. Most of them are retired special forces soldiers who were recruited by Kassel College after their retirement to handle various miscellaneous matters on campus," Angers waved to the burly men.

"Former British Royal Special Naval Officer, Niverd Stafford, reporting for duty." The burly man at the head of the group saluted Angers, his biceps bulging like a football.

"Alright, let's get to the test. I have to catch a flight to London this afternoon." Angers nodded in response to Nivard's salute.

"Yes, Principal."

Nivard directed the group to move the instrument in front of Cheng Sui.

This is an instrument about one cubic meter in size. Through the brass frame on the outside of the instrument, you can see the intricate gears and complex alchemical array inside. At the top is a stand for holding an arm.

"What is this?" Cheng Sui asked, looking at the strange instrument in front of him that seemed to have traveled from the steam age.

"The blood-drawing device that Kassel developed was initially designed to preserve dragon blood. As you know, dragon blood is extremely unstable. Once it leaves the body, it reacts violently with the air. This reaction is not only chemical but also involves changes in the elements and even the spiritual realm," Angers patted the device. "So the equipment department developed this device to extract and preserve dragon blood samples."

"Has it been used before?"

"No, you are the first user."

Cheng Suixin had a bad feeling and subconsciously took two steps back to keep a safe distance from the machine.

"I hope the equipment department didn't do anything weird to this thing, like stuffing in a gold bomb or something."

"Probably not. Although they often make dangerous modifications to weapons, they're still quite reliable when it comes to scientific research equipment." Angers stroked his chin. "Hmm, they should be reliable."

Could you please stop saying such dangerous things in such an uncertain tone?

Cheng complained inwardly, but after a fierce internal struggle, he still decided to walk towards the testing equipment.

When Niwad and the other members of the school's administrative department saw Cheng Sui walk toward the testing equipment, they all took a few steps back, their eyes filled with admiration as they watched Cheng Sui go off like a soldier who knew he could not survive but still went to the front line.

Angers' expression turned serious as he watched Cheng Sui walk toward the testing equipment.

If he really is the Dragon King, what should I do?

Angers felt the folding knife in his sleeve and was somewhat dazed.

He hadn't encountered a student like Cheng Sui for many years, and he saw the shadows of many people in Cheng Sui.

Menek, Lushan Yan—the shadows of these old friends all appeared in this boy.

Angers gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Angers, you're really getting old. You're actually thinking about these kinds of things now, and even hesitating about them.

Angers stroked the folding knife in his sleeve, his gaze gradually sharpening.

If Cheng Sui were truly a dragon, he would personally slit his throat without hesitation!

Cheng Sui was unaware that Angers had already "killed" him in his mind once, and nervously placed his hand on the instrument.

"Click!"

The sound of the precision instrument spinning was clearly audible. The moment Cheng Sui placed his hand on the instrument, two alloy devices popped out and fixed Cheng Sui's arm in place.

Is this really a blood draw? It feels like an execution.

If Cheng Sui hadn't been certain that the system had given him a favorable rating, he would have suspected that Angers had set a trap for him, with the aim of controlling him.

A sharp pain shot through Cheng Sui's wrist, and a thin needle popped out and pierced his wrist.

Bright red blood was drawn out and entered the domain constructed by the alchemical array the moment it left the body. The blood flowed through the pipes and eventually gathered in a quartz glass tube the size of a little finger.

Angers looked at the bright red blood in the test tube and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was the most senior dragon slayer, and in his experience, such gentle blood was not something that dragons could possess.

However, these are all his personal inferences at the moment, and the final result will only be determined after specific tests.

The blood draw was very slow. Each drop of blood was precisely delivered into a specific alchemical field, then transported through multiple layers before finally being collected in a container.

"Principal, if blood samples can test lineage, then why do we still need to take the 3E exam?" Cheng Sui asked Angers as he watched his blood drip into the glass tube.

"It seems your dragon biology grades aren't very good."

Cheng Sui scratched his head. He had almost failed his dragon biology course, and it was all thanks to his professor's help.

"Blood tests can indeed detect the amount of dragon genes, but this has nothing to do with bloodline rating. It's a matter of quantity and quality. Bloodline rating represents purity more," Angers explained. "To give a typical example, out-of-control hybrids have more dragon genes than human genes, but their bloodline rating will not change. Therefore, out-of-control hybrids are also divided into A, B, and C grades."

A similar situation exists in Japan, where the descendants of the White King possess dragon blood imbued with spiritual energy. This allows them to harness more dragon blood, but it doesn't necessarily mean they are stronger; their dragon blood might simply be of low purity.

Cheng Sui nodded, then he must belong to the type with low content and low purity.