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

The following morning, the abandoned factory was cordoned off by specialists from the Logistics Department of the Executive Division for post-mission cleanup.

Angers and Schneider crossed the cordon and entered the warehouse.

"Are you sure your star student isn't a hidden pure-blooded dragon?"

Schneider looked up at the warehouse door that had been torn apart by the force, then turned to Angers beside him and said.

Angers shifted his gaze from the crack in the door, smiled, and stepped into the warehouse. He covered his mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief from his suit's breast pocket, then turned to Schneider and said, "Cheng Sui is hiding many secrets yet to be discovered, but one thing I can confirm."

Angers looked into Schneider's eyes and said calmly, "This child is definitely not a dragon. The Night's Watch checked his bloodline, and there was nothing wrong with it."

Upon hearing the name of the Night's Watchman, Schneider nodded slightly and did not continue the topic of Cheng Sui's bloodline.

Both the people who hate dragons the most and the most authoritative alchemy masters believe that Cheng Sui's bloodline is without problem.

With these two people's endorsement, all doubts seem pale and powerless.

Yesterday, after Cheng Sui killed the dangerous hybrid, the execution department's specialists immediately cleaned up the scene, so the pile of corpses that was originally there was no longer any, only some dark red on the ground.

Schneider surveyed the devastated state of the factory warehouse and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Our assessment of that dangerous hybrid was flawed. Nobody expected it to degenerate into a Deadpool in battle. If any student from the main campus could accomplish the feat of single-handedly killing a Deadpool during their four years of university, their admission to the Executive Department would almost be a sure thing. But for you, it was just an interview."

"Schneider's Chinese is pretty good; he can even use idioms now." Angers smiled at Schneider. "The fact that the mission target mutated into Deadpool was indeed beyond our expectations, so I had the research department examine Deadpool's body last night."

Angers stared at the dark red ground not far away, his tone gradually hardening: "We found a special chemical reagent in his blood. This reagent catalyzed the dragon blood gene in his body to some extent, which led to its eventual fall into the form of a dead servant."

Schneider's iron-gray eyes remained impassive: "Have you identified the source of the reagents?"

"We investigated his computer and found that the reagent was purchased from the 'Hunter website.' The shipping address was hidden and kept redirecting to multiple IP addresses. Norma can only decipher that the origin of the shipment was Japan, and we can't get any more information than that."

Schneider frowned. "So this has something to do with those mixed-race people in Japan?"

"Do you know Yintai Dumela?" Angers suddenly changed the subject.

"That legendary lion king?" Although he didn't know why Angers suddenly brought this up, Schneider still answered Angers' question.

"That's right, Yintai Dumela is a legendary lion king in the Bosu region of Africa. He is known as the 'Hyena Killer' and has killed more than 50 hyenas in his lifetime. He even twice ventured into hyena packs alone and bit the hyena queen to death."

"Whether or not this matter is related to the group in the Japanese branch, lions don't need to explain to hyenas. When the male lion patrols the territory, these hyenas will naturally slink away."

Schneider crouched down, extending his scarred hand to stroke the circular crater in the ground created by the Rasengan: "So what are you planning to do? Go to Japan again?"

Angers' lips curled into a smile as he rolled up his suit sleeves, revealing his thick, muscular forearms, with tattoos of a tiger and a demon locked in battle faintly visible through the cuffs.

"Sixty years ago, I landed in Japan and tamed all the hybrids with swords, but now it's a new era. We need a young man to re-establish authority in Japan, otherwise wouldn't those Japanese hyenas think we have no successors?"

"I suppose you already have someone in mind." Schneider's face, hidden behind his mask, revealed a rare smile.

Angers looked up and gestured for Schneider to look at the warehouse ceiling, where there were two human footprint-shaped indentations.

"It was certainly unexpected that our mission target would degenerate into Deadpool, but Cheng Sui's performance was even more beyond everyone's expectations, wasn't it?"

Angers lowered his sleeves, turned and walked out of the warehouse.

"Our young lion king has already shown his talent; once he returns from Egypt, he should be sent to hunt hyenas."

……

"Senior Brother Ye, are you sure you can do it? If not, let me do it."

In Cheng Sui's dormitory, Nuonuo watched Ye Sheng's clumsy gameplay on the PS2 screen and couldn't resist grabbing the controller.

"Hey, don't interfere with my gameplay. I'm just getting used to the controls. Let me play a little longer."

Shudeya smiled as she watched the two playfully bickering, then peeled another lychee and placed it in the bowl by Cheng Sui's bedside.

"Hey you two, didn't you say you were coming to visit me? Why are you playing my Street Fighter as soon as you arrive? Can't you learn from Aki-senpai and do something practical?"

Jiu Deya covered her mouth and chuckled, while Nuonuo turned around and rolled her eyes at Cheng Sui:

"Originally, everyone was worried about you because you were from the same school, so they rushed over to check on you early this morning. But when they saw you playing Street Fighter so intently, who cared about you anymore? Hey, Senior Brother Ye, break his throw!"

Cheng Sui picked up a lychee from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth, somewhat helplessly.

After finishing my usual morning workout, I wanted to play a couple of rounds of Street Fighter to kill time. Luckily, that Japanese office worker uncle was online, which was a rare occurrence. I had only played a couple of rounds with 'Eri no duck' when Nono burst through the door.

Soon, Ye Sheng was caught off guard and taken down by a combo.

Nono looked at the big "KO" on the screen and mercilessly mocked Ye Sheng: "Senior, you're too bad. Even the snotty-nosed boys who followed me around in elementary school were better at games than you."

Ye Sheng's forehead veins bulged, and Nuonuo quickly hid behind Jiu Deyaji.

Eriyi's duck：どうしたの? Tired?

Nono stood behind Shudeya and pointed at the screen: "Senior Cheng, your friend sent you a message, and it's in Japanese. You didn't hook up with some Japanese beauty, did you?"

Cheng Sui also looked at the screen, but unfortunately he didn't understand Japanese: "What beautiful girl? She's probably just an old man trying to squeeze in a couple of rounds of Street Fighter from his corporate life. I can't understand the Japanese he sent me, and I've never studied Japanese."

"He's asking if you're tired, maybe he senses your skill level has suddenly dropped, but his tone doesn't sound like an older man, more like a child." Shudeya also noticed the text on the screen and translated it from the side.

Cheng Sui slapped his forehead. Oh right, Senior Sister Aki is Japanese. There's a ready-made translator right here.

Cheng Sui rubbed his hands together: "Senior Sister Yaji, please reply for me. Just say that someone else was playing just now, and praise him for his amazing skills."