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

"Alright, Tang Yu, you should go back and rest. You have training tomorrow! Professor West and I need to talk about something here."

Mans lowered his eyes, gently patted Tang Yu's shoulder, and said softly.

This time, he seemed to have intentionally controlled his strength, avoiding leaving Tang Yu paralyzed.

"Okay, then I'll head back now." Tang Yu responded softly, then picked up the scabbard of the Tianxi Ruibao from the other side of the experimental table, and carrying his precious straight sword, left the explosion maniac gathering center called "Heimdall".

Once Tang Yu's figure had completely disappeared from their sight, Mans turned around, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from the eyes hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

He exuded a menacing aura, like a true thug in a suit. This mysterious and profound aura could only be accumulated by walking on the edge of life and death many times.

After a long silence, Mans finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

"If I remember correctly, this thing should be sealed at the bottom of the 'ice cellar,' forever sealed... Who gave you the audacity to give that ominous blade to the students?"

Mans seemed to recall some unpleasant memories; his muscles tensed, and his face gradually became somewhat ferocious.

“The Heavenly Seal and Auspicious Treasure? Heh, isn’t that the wicked blade that defied the gods? I’ll tell Schneider about this. I’m sure he’ll be very interested. His students were all buried there during that mission!” Mans’s tone was chilling, filled with an icy aura.

"No way! You're my senior brother! You can't sell me out! Besides, I have no choice in this matter," West wailed, spreading his hands helplessly and saying through gritted teeth.

"It was all because of that guy Angers who put a folding knife to my neck and forced me to modify it! He's the principal, he's incredibly powerful, and he's also our teacher. If a fight really breaks out... it won't be easy."

At this point, West suddenly remembered something and added another sentence.

"Don't worry, my weapon forging skills are unmatched in the academy! I've added another layer of secret crystal to the outside of the Blade of Evil. Unless it's a battle at the level of a Dragon King, there shouldn't be any problems."

"What if we encounter the Dragon King?" Mans asked again.

“Well, there’s nothing we can do about it. Good luck! That’s when the college’s insurance for airlifting bodies comes in.” West put away the forms in his hand, took off his white coat, hung it on the hanger, and then turned around, his back to Mans.

“I understand that this violates the party charter of the Secret Party, but Angers forced me to do it. If you have the guts, go find Angers!”

"I've been fed up with that old guy for a long time. He's over 130 years old, why doesn't he just die!" West's tone was somewhat hurried. He was very angry, but also somewhat sad.

No matter what... that crazy old man was his teacher. Watching his teacher gradually being consumed by the desire for revenge, West couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

“In recent years, that old guy has become increasingly aggressive, and I can feel it... the murderous intent burning within him is growing stronger and stronger. If this continues, I feel he will go completely insane.”

Mans remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly, "Yes, he's over 130 years old. Even among mixed-race people, that's a sad age!"

“Angers carries a hatred that spans a century, and he has to do something before the flames of hatred consume him.”

Mans paused for a moment, his voice becoming even lower, filled with an indescribable meaning.

“I remember Principal Angers once said something to me. It was a cloudy afternoon, and Principal Angers was standing in front of the huge French window in his office, watching the fine rain falling from the sky outside, and he spoke to me in a weathered voice.”

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The 25th plan is approaching.

At this point, Mans paused, seemingly recalling the scene and the emotions conveyed in Angers' voice.

The headmaster said, "Mance, human abilities have limits. I've learned one thing from my short life: be a bad person. Good people have no future; all they do is cry and recount their pain."

This sentence is permeated with a strange sadness, like the bitter taste of grass in the mountains after the rain, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Upon careful reflection, one can still vaguely sense the old man's state of mind at that time.

“How desperate a person must be to understand the emotions contained in those words,” West exclaimed.

“This feeling, Principal Angers has carried for a century! Sometimes I wonder if he’s gone mad?” Mans took out two cigars from his pocket, tossed one to West, and then lit the other for himself.

Amidst the thick white smoke, a single, murky tear rolled down Mans's sharply defined eyes.

"Don't worry about these things too much, senior! If Principal Angers really has gone mad, that would be a good thing, at least he wouldn't have to suffer so much anymore. Isn't that right?"

West lit his cigar and took a deep drag.

"Besides, that old guy is no weakling; he's the greatest dragon slayer of the last two centuries!"

……

A week later.

It was another moonlit night with few stars. Tang Yu walked along the path of Kassel College under the stars and moon, surrounded by a dark forest, giving it a feeling reminiscent of a ghost story.

However, Tang Yu was not in the mood for fear at all. His attention was completely focused on the pain in his body, and he had no time to pay attention to his surroundings.

A full week has passed since training began, and for Tang Yu, this week has been nothing short of hell!

Tang Yu trained intensely for eight or nine hours every day, and after training, he couldn't even sit down.

That muscle soreness felt so good!!

After finally dragging his exhausted body back to the dormitory, Tang Yu carefully lay down on the bed, trying his best not to touch his extremely sensitive muscles.

"So, junior, what do you think of the swimsuit beauties?" Fingel sidled up to him with his signature sly grin.

This is the seventh time he has asked this question!

Every evening after training, Fingel would start with this question before beginning his work.

Speaking of which, it must be mentioned that Tang Yu's training during this period was truly a mix of pain and joy.

After all, Mans, who has a muscular physique, is not in charge of his training, and three of the remaining four "instructors" are stunningly beautiful women.

Beautiful women in swimsuits are simply the most pleasing thing to the eye in the world...

"Ouch, senior brother, be gentle, it hurts!" Just as Tang Yu was savoring the swimsuit-clad beauty, Fingel had already started groping him, causing Tang Yu to groan.

Don't get the wrong idea, both of them are sexually normal, Fingel is just giving his poor junior a massage.

If Fingel hadn't volunteered to massage Tang Yu's muscles, Tang Yu wouldn't have even known that his useless senior brother had such good massage skills.

“If I were to open a shop, I would definitely make a profit by selling this kind of skill for a thousand yuan a time! Senior brother, where did you learn this skill?” Tang Yu grumbled as he chatted casually with Fingel.

"This one……"

Tang Yu didn't notice that when he asked the question, Fingel's hand movements froze for a moment, and his brown-grey eyes, characteristic of the Aryan race, revealed a deep sorrow.

This expression, appearing on the usually carefree Finger, was as terrifying as if Sadako had crawled out of the television.

Fingel didn't let Tang Yu notice anything amiss. He quickly reverted to his usual cheeky demeanor and continued to focus intently on the massage.

However, he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

Fingel's world was shattered six years ago in the Greenland incident.

After that incident, Fingel was devastated and never recovered, becoming the student with the lowest bloodline in the history of Kassel College.

The "bloodline class" here does not replace Fingel's bloodline. In essence, his bloodline is still A-level. It's just that the academy lowered his grade because he has been absent from various cultural classes for many years.

It's currently rated E, but it probably won't be long before it drops to F.

……

In the days that followed, through Tang Yu's tireless efforts, he finally managed to pass the swimming test set by Mans.

For the entire special training program, this is just the "simple" first step! Apart from swimming, which is a training program that emphasizes both skill and physical strength, the rest is basically all about skill training.

Tang Yu wasn't too worried about shooting.

The bloodline of the dragon race has a very powerful effect; dragon blood enhances the eyesight of hybrids and also strengthens their physical attributes.

So theoretically speaking, with enough practice, every hybrid can be a natural sharpshooter!

As for close combat and such... with only two months, Mans didn't expect Tang Yu to reach a level where he could take on a hundred people. He only hoped that Tang Yu could stay steady on the constantly rocking ship.

Another seven days filled with a packed schedule, tedious and boring.

As the execution date of the Kuimen Plan drew closer, Tang Yu felt an increasing sense of urgency, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

These past few days, he's even skipped going back to his dorm and stayed at the Amber House instead, spending his days eating, sleeping, and training.

I'm exhausted every day!

During this time, Wan Boqian visited Tang Yu once, and Feichai Finger also brought him a few pieces of fried pork chops from the cafeteria, which made him feel flattered.

For a period of time afterward, Tang Yu unleashed his inner strength, putting in 1000% of his willpower to complete his training.

Swimming, combat, and shooting—the tests were passed one after another. Now, only the last one remains.

The most difficult and also the most mysterious training—the manipulation of words.

Due to certain special reasons, the entire Kassel College is shrouded in the Words of Power and Commandments of the Night Watchers. Under the suppression of these Words of Power, ordinary hybrids are unable to freely unleash the power within their bloodline within the college.

Therefore, the last training session was held off-campus.

Moreover, it's a scenic tourist destination, Hawaii Island!

Thanks to Tang Yu, before the Kuimen Project officially began, all members of the team received this opportunity for a publicly funded trip, including Mans, the suit-wearing thug.

Of course, while others were enjoying a vacation in Hawaii, Tang Yu still had to diligently complete his training.

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26 Meditation Training

After all, Tang Yu didn't want to risk his life.

That's a real battle against reptilian dragons; one wrong move and you could end up as dragon poop...

Two days later, on the coast of Hawaii.

The brilliant golden sunlight shone on the beach, gilding the entire sandy area with a beautiful, shimmering gold.

Bathed in the warm sunshine, a tour group from Kassel College walked across this land.

The entire tour group was filled with laughter and joy, creating a happy atmosphere, except for one person...

Oh, poor Tang Yu!

At this moment, Tang Yu was looking out the window with a resentful, dead fish-like expression.

Outside the window, the beach gleams like gold, where swimsuit-clad beauties and muscular men embark on a legendary BBQ adventure!

The lamb skewers on the barbecue grill sizzled and dripped with oil, the aroma of burning fruitwood slowly wafting through the air, and Tang Yu could almost still faintly smell the unique fragrance of animal fat.

While his teammates were enjoying themselves outside, Tang Yu, this poor guy, could only stay in a huge swimming pool with Mans, who was dozing off.

"I quit!"

The cheerful sounds outside the window constantly tempted Tang Yu and distracted him.

Heaven has mercy! Tang Yu is still a child. How could he resist the temptation of BBQ and swimsuit beauties?

"You'd better focus on your training. You're not leaving this room today without my permission."