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

Sanjay sat on the bed, wolfing down the pork knuckle that Cheng Sui had just ordered, his eyes filled with tears.

"Ah Sui, you have no idea what I've been living in the equipment department for the past two weeks. I've been sleeping in a sleeping bag, eating compressed biscuits, and spending all my time in front of that construction platform."

Cheng Sui looked at Sang Jie, feeling both amused and exasperated.

This means the child hasn't been given a proper meal.

Sanjay suddenly changed the subject, raising a pork knuckle and pointing it at Cheng Sui.

"During my time in the Equipment Department, I also checked out the Night Watchers forum."

"I knew you were no ordinary person, Asui, from the very first day of school. Sure enough, chicken scales are no ordinary food; they fester and turn to pus when exposed to strong winds."

"That's called 'Golden carp are no ordinary fish in a pond,' for it transforms into a dragon when it encounters wind and rain. Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to bed."

After finishing his sentence, Cheng Sui lay down on the lower bunk, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

Sangjie wanted to ask Cheng Sui who won today between him and Chu Zihang, but seeing that Cheng Sui was already lying down, he took back what he wanted to say and continued to gnaw on his pork knuckle.

Cheng Sui opened one eye and glanced at Sang Jie. Seeing the kid engrossed in gnawing on the pork knuckle, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

At 1:30 p.m., Cheng woke up in bed, greeted Sangjie, quickly washed his face, and headed towards the teaching building.

Kassel College has a course taught by the principal himself—Dragon Family Genealogy, which is essentially the history of the dragon race.

Dragon family genealogy is not on the curriculum, but Kassel College requires every student to take this course before graduation.

Therefore, in the Dragon Clan Genealogy class, you can see students from freshman to senior year, and the scene is very lively.

Cheng Sui has completed all other courses except for Dragon Clan Genealogy.

It's not that he was slacking off, but rather that Angers was so popular at the school that a large number of people chose his classes, and some even deliberately failed them just to attend Angers' class again.

There were too many people and too few seats, so a lottery system had to be used.

Cheng Sui was the unlucky one; he wasn't selected for three consecutive years, and only got a backup in his senior year.

Cheng Sui arrived relatively early, and there were many empty seats in the classroom. In the past, Cheng Sui would have definitely found a seat at the back to slack off.

But this was Angers' classroom, and the old man's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's; no small movement could escape his notice.

In a dragon family genealogy class, there's not much difference between sitting in the last row and the first row.

Cheng casually found an empty spot to sit down, took out his phone, and planned to browse the Night Watchers forum to kill time.

Suddenly, a commotion arose at the door. Cheng Sui looked towards the classroom door and saw a large crowd gathered there, seemingly centered around a particular person.

Caesar was the first to step into the classroom, his smooth blond hair attracting everyone's attention.

He walked through the aisle of the lecture hall and headed straight for the first row, just like an ancient king's coronation ceremony.

The crowd in the classroom stirred, after all, Caesar's recent challenge to Cheng Sui had caused quite a stir in the academy, and many people were looking forward to the match.

Cheng Sui ignored all of this and remained seated.

After his battle with Chu Zihang, he had a better understanding of his own fighting strength and was not worried about fighting Caesar.

However, he has been quite busy lately, with physical tests and the 3E exam in a couple of days, so he wants to postpone the competition for now.

Soon, the school bell rang.

An elderly man with neatly combed silver-white hair walked into the classroom. His tall figure was accentuated by a sharp black suit, and a dark red rose was pinned to his chest.

As soon as the old man entered the classroom, the crowd fell silent instantly.

Kassel College is an elite institution where most students consider themselves exceptional, believing themselves to be chosen ones.

Therefore, classroom discipline has become a headache for all teachers, as there are always a few troublemakers in a class.

But this problem clearly didn't exist in Angers' class.

This 130-year-old man won over everyone with his magnanimity and ability.

"Alright, let's begin the lesson."

Angers took out his textbook and began today's lesson.

……

Ramses II, a highly influential pharaoh during the New Kingdom of ancient Egypt, is known as "Ramses the Great" and his reign is considered one of the golden ages of the Egyptian Empire.

Angers strolled through the classroom, his left hand in his pocket and a textbook in his right.

"During his reign, he built a large number of religious buildings, including the city of Ramses, the temples of Abu Simbel, and the temples of Karnak. Ramses II was appointed regent at the age of fourteen and then reigned for 67 years."

"Our research found that the buildings constructed in the early part of his reign were normal buildings, while the buildings constructed in the later part contained a large number of dragon patterns."

Caesar, who was sitting in the first row, raised his hand.

"Principal Angers, as far as I know, Ramses II had eight queens and over 100 children. His first wife was Nefertari, and he built a temple for her next to the Abu Simbel temple to express his love. Do you think it's possible for dragons and humans to fall in love?"

Angers put down his book and leaned against the lectern: "A very good question, but it seems irrelevant to teaching. However, I can understand that you young people like this kind of topic. I heard you're pursuing a freshman recently. I wish you success, Caesar."

Good-natured laughter filled the classroom. Caesar slowly lowered his hand and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"However, I'm happy to answer this question. The mainstream view of the Secret Party is that the awakening of the Dragon King is a process. Before that, the Dragon King is no different from an ordinary person," Angers pushed up his glasses and continued, "During this period, the Dragon King's emotions are the same as those of humans. They can fall in love with someone. But when the memories awaken, decades of human emotions will be instantly wiped away by tens of thousands of years of dragon memories, and the dragon's memories will dominate their thinking."

"Of course, this is just the mainstream view. Nefertari died around the 24th year of Ramses II's reign. Grief-stricken by the loss of his beloved wife, Ramses II built her a magnificent mausoleum. The murals in the tomb depicted her journey to the underworld and her communion with the gods. Although Ramses II had other queens afterward, Nefertari's position remained irreplaceable. He continued to mention her name in his architecture throughout his life. Isn't that romantic?"

Laughter and a drawn-out "Oh~" echoed from inside the classroom.

Angers walked back to the podium and continued to smile:

"However, these are all legends. The true historical facts are impossible to verify. Let the romantic legends remain in people's imaginations."

Angers' smile faded, and something seemed to burn deep within his eyes.

"What I want to say is that since the establishment of Kassel College, countless predecessors have used their blood to tell us that the conflict between dragons and hybrids is irreconcilable. No matter how beautiful the legend is, we must not forget the reality we have experienced. Slaying dragons is the best way to pay tribute to those heroic spirits."