He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

"I see." Everyone exclaimed in unison. Although Tang Yu's Word of Power was not particularly powerful, it had multiple strategic uses, which greatly increased its value.

"Then let's not delay, let's start training right away." Tang Yu was also eager to try it out; he couldn't wait to experience what the special training at Kassel College was like.

"I'll take him to change his clothes first, you guys get ready." Ye Sheng pulled Tang Yu into the dressing room.

After changing into his swimsuit and shorts in the locker room, Tang Yu once again appeared before everyone.

Only now did Tang Yu have time to examine the swimming pool closely.

Unlike typical swimming pools, the water in this pool was slightly murky. Beneath the murky surface, something strange seemed to be slowly moving, creating slight ripples on the water.

"Is there something down there?" Tang Yu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and had a very ominous premonition.

"Junior, let me tell you." Nono patted Tang Yu's head, a mischievous grin on her face.

"Professor Mans borrowed these little gadgets specifically from the principal's ecology museum. Alligators, piranhas... basically all sorts of random carnivorous aquatic creatures. How about that? Did you guess something?"

"Are you telling me to go down and train? You're committing a crime!"

For a moment, Tang Yu even considered turning back! Swimming in this pool wasn't training; it was suicidal!

"Of course not..." Nuonuo's lips parted slightly, giving Tang Yu a glimmer of hope, only to plunge him into despair again.

"This pool isn't for your training; it's just a testing ground."

"That won't work either!" Tang Yu said with a long face, feeling that his life was bleak.

Mans walked over to him and patted him on the shoulder. “We believe in you. As a dragon slayer, you can’t stop here! In the next two days, learn to swim, then gun shooting, close combat, and word manipulation.”

Mans looked around and said in a very serious tone, "Everyone here is either a participant or a reserve member of the Kuimen Project, so I'm not afraid for you to know! In recent days, more and more anomalies have appeared near the Three Gorges Dam. Preliminary estimates suggest that at least one noble second-generation species has awakened this time, and we absolutely cannot let our guard down!"

At this point, Mans turned around, looked at Tang Yu with a very serious expression, and spoke in a cold and hard voice, with an air of authority that left no room for argument.

"Tang Yu, two months is our final deadline! If you can't pass the assessment by then, I absolutely will not take you on any risky trip. This is for your safety, and also for the safety of our team."

“I understand,” Tang Yu replied calmly.

He didn't feel much being looked down upon; in the war against dragons, every mission was like dancing on the edge of a knife.

If you're unlucky enough to have a bad teammate, it will most likely lead to total defeat.

Tang Yu didn't want to be looked down upon, nor did he want to be the legendary "pig teammate," so he could only do what he could within his capabilities.

"Then let's start training now!" Tang Yu said this with great confidence, words that he would later deeply regret in the following hours.

The next few hours were like hell for Tang Yu, a shut-in who didn't like exercise!

These guys, who were called "instructors," seemed friendly on the surface, but they didn't treat Tang Yu like a human being at all.

Even the gentlest of them all, Shuto Aki, showed no sign of protest against the inhumane training.

In thousands of years of war with dragons, hybrids learned a lesson through bloodshed and sacrifice.

"A single act of kindness towards oneself will be repaid with one's life on the battlefield!"

……

Five hours later.

Tang Yu clung to the wall of the swimming pool and struggled to climb up.

For a fleeting moment, Tang Yu felt as if a white spirit was floating out of his mouth, and he was just centimeters away from dying on the spot.

After soaking in the pool for so long, Tang Yu's skin had turned white and wrinkled. His once handsome face now looked dry and brittle, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

He had a long face and glared at the others with a mournful expression. Coupled with his soaking wet appearance, he looked just like Sadako crawling out of a TV set.

"Is that all? Young man, you still need more practice!" Mans took off his microphone headphones, took a puff of his cigar, and teased Tang Yu.

"You're the one who's no good! You shameless old man," Tang Yu muttered under his breath.

"Alright, don't blame us, it's all for your own good!" Mans glanced at his watch. "It's getting late, let's call it a day! Kid, this is just an appetizer. The training ahead will be much tougher. For world peace, you have to persevere!"

"Please, have mercy and let me go home. I'm just not cut out to slay dragons!" Tang Yu almost cried when he heard that the training ahead would be even harder.

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20 The Red-Haired Shrine Maiden's Invitation

“That won’t do.” Mans grinned, revealing a set of neat white teeth that gleamed with a chilling light. That smile… how to put it? It was sinister, and had a bit of a villainous feel to it.

Mans, seemingly oblivious to his own terrifying smile, continued speaking to Tang Yu: "In your Chinese parlance, you're already on the pirate ship. If you want to get off, you'll have to join us on the road to final victory!"

"And if you want to live and march toward victory, then train hard, my children! The future belongs to you, and you must live to witness it!"

After saying that, Mans didn't give Tang Yu a chance to speak again. He threw down his cigar, turned around, and left without looking back.

It slipped away faster than a rabbit...

"Sigh... why did I have such a brain fart and get on this pirate ship?" Tang Yu sighed, sitting on the ground, utterly despondent.

Suddenly, a white invitation card with gold foil flew in front of him, emitting a faint fragrance, clearly indicating its high value.

"Who dared to ambush us with a hidden weapon?!"

Tang Yu was instinctively startled. He looked up and saw Nuonuo standing in front of him, arms crossed, looking at him with great interest.

With her red hair, red clothes, and red eyes, she looked exceptionally beautiful amidst the misty steam of the swimming pool. Tang Yu now understood why Lu Ming in the book was so devoted to following Nuonuo.

Just kidding, with her stunning beauty, coupled with her quirky, goofy, and domineering personality, it's hard not to fall in love with this red-haired priestess...

"Senior sister, is there something you need? This invitation is..."

"The student council is having a dance tonight, and I'm inviting you on behalf of President Caesar. It's at 8 PM, please dress formally." The red-haired shrine maiden's style was as sharp as ever, with no unnecessary words, getting straight to the point.

"Is this an invitation from the student council?" Tang Yu asked with a burning gaze.

"I suppose so." Nuonuo smiled slightly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her forehead. In that instant, her red hair cascaded down like a waterfall, leaving Tang Yu momentarily stunned.

As expected of a woman with the title of "Red-Haired Priestess"! Tang Yu wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace.

After greeting the other people in the swimming pool, Tang Yu dragged his tired body back to his dormitory.

Unexpectedly, Fingel wasn't in the dorm at that moment.

Tang Yu tossed the invitation onto the table, tossed a bag of toast from Fingel's pigsty, quickly ate a couple of bites, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Although he had been in the pool all day, that didn't mean Tang Yu was clean.

Anyone who has ever swum knows that after swimming, there's always an indescribable feeling on your body... Tang Yu now feels sticky and has a faint, strange smell.

Hot water poured down from the top of my head, down my shoulders, and slowly flowed throughout my body.

A warm feeling enveloped Tang Yu, bringing him an indescribable sense of comfort and peace of mind.

……

"Phew, a hot shower is so refreshing!" Half an hour later, Tang Yu, wrapped in a bath towel and drying his hair with a towel, walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw the invitation card placed on the table. Under the warm yellow light, the gold foil on the invitation card was shimmering with a faint glow.

"The student council's recruitment? That's really tempting!" Tang Yu muttered to himself, then chuckled silently.

"Student council and stuff... let Lu Mingfei join. My goal should be the Lionheart Club."

Tang Yu carefully recalled what he had read in novels in his previous life. If nothing unexpected happened, there should be a very terrifying secret hidden in the Lionheart Society's secret archives.

The forbidden bloodline refining technique—Blood Rage—can increase the proportion of dragon blood in a hybrid's body in a short period of time, thereby enhancing physical attributes and the power of words.

If Tang Yu wants to change the tragedies in the book, then he needs this technology!

Regardless of the power of words, in terms of bloodline alone, Tang Yu is just a weakling who barely meets the threshold of "A" grade. There are dozens of people with this level of bloodline in Kassel College.

In a world teeming with overpowered characters, this level of power is at best only enough to allow one to protect oneself.

If you want to change something, you have to become stronger!

And a blood rush is actually a very good choice...

According to the descriptions in the novels of my previous life, if it is just a one-time blood loss, it will not have a big impact on the body.

This is also why Tang Yu is not afraid of eventually becoming a Deadpool.

Just as Tang Yu was pondering the path he should choose for the future, a cheerful shout suddenly came from outside the dormitory door.

Judging from that cheeky voice, it's definitely Fingel!

"Rich junior brother, are you back?"

"Seriously, how can this guy live such a happy life every day?" Tang Yu sighed, rubbing his forehead. "And what's with that weird nickname?!"

Ever since Fingel started mooching a few lavish meals at Tang Yu's place, Tang Yu has earned this nickname that exudes the air of a nouveau riche.

However, Tang Yu didn't object...

Outside the door, before anyone could be seen, Fingel's voice could be heard as he cheerfully pushed it open, humming an unknown country tune.

He had a garlic-flavored sandwich in his mouth and was carrying two large bags in his hands.

"Useless senior brother, did you find some money? And you even bought clothes." Tang Yu dried his hair and asked casually.

The two black bags Fingel was carrying were clearly outlines of clothes; this guy usually wore the same clothes for three years straight.

I got new clothes today; it's either like finding money or seeing a ghost!

"How could I possibly be so lucky? Even if I found money, I'd go out for a big meal. Is this useless stuff even worth my money?" Fingel curled his lip, his distinctive brown-gray eyes full of disdain.

“This is a suit I borrowed from the drama club. Didn’t you say you were going to the ball at Norton Hall today? You can’t go to an occasion like this without a suit.”

"Senior brother is so thoughtful!" Tang Yu immediately became interested. He threw down the bath towel, put on the formal attire that Fingel had borrowed from the drama club, and began to show off in front of the mirror.

Tang Yu has never worn anything like this before in all his years!

The clothes fit Tang Yu perfectly, in size and shape, as if they were tailor-made for him.

"Don't be surprised, your senior brother's eyes... are the famous divine eyes of Kassel College, even more accurate than the Word Spirit Heavenly Eye!" Seemingly noticing Tang Yu's surprise, Fingel chewed on his sandwich and mumbled indistinctly.

From Fingel's lewd smile, Tang Yu was pretty sure how he had developed those sharp eyes...

Having this pervert at Kassel College is truly a great misfortune.

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21 Caesar's Recruitment

That evening, at Norton House.

The massive Norton Pavilion was packed with people. Countless fragrant flowers were casually displayed, and luxury cars came and went—it was a grand feast for the senses.