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

"The day after tomorrow..." Mans suddenly felt that he was about to ruin his reputation in his later years!

"Doesn't that coincide with our operation? What about... what about the championship we promised Tang Yu?"

"What should we do? I'd love to know the answer to that too!" Angers exhaled a smoke ring, his voice slightly melancholy.

“I’m thinking about whether we should organize a disciplinary committee to investigate them and then pin the blame on Manstein. After all, he’s the disciplinary committee member, so he should take the fall.”

"The idea is a bit bad, but there's no other way right now," Mans commented succinctly.

Compared to ruining one's reputation by deceiving students, betraying teammates and sacrificing one's integrity is definitely less important.

Tang Yu, fast asleep in the lounge, will never know that someone was secretly helping him win the Freedom Day championship.

Angers and Mans, two elderly men whose combined age is nearly two hundred, sacrificed their integrity.

……

That evening, a giant Gulfstream airliner landed at an airport in the Hawaiian Islands.

In order to quickly recall the entire dragon-slaying team back to the academy, Angers specially dispatched his beloved Gulfstream airliner.

This large passenger plane, which resembles a roc, makes a terrifying noise when it starts up. Even through thick soundproof walls, people in the cabin can still clearly hear the roar of the engine.

Therefore, this passenger plane was affectionately called "Stallion" by the people at the academy...

Sitting on this passenger plane, there was no point in thinking about sleeping or resting. Tang Yu could only play games and listen to music to pass the time.

Of course, this "stallion" isn't all bad; at least... its speed is extremely fast, unparalleled in its speed.

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28. A gathering place for bomb enthusiasts

After being taken over and modified by that group of madmen in the Equipment Department, this large passenger plane with a wingspan of sixty meters can even break the sound barrier at full speed.

Of course, the passenger experience inside the cabin won't be that comfortable...

……

Thanks to God and all the gods, the speeding passenger plane finally made a shaky landing at Kassel College after experiencing countless bumps.

Before the flight attendants could lower the ladder, Tang Yu leaped off the cabin door.

After experiencing the weightlessness that only astronauts can feel, Tang Yu rolled forward to dissipate the force and squatted down on the ground in a very cool way.

However, this dashing demeanor didn't even last half a minute. Tang Yu's face turned deathly pale, and he quickly ran to the trash can by the aisle, where he began to vomit violently.

"Ugh..."

During the time it took to empty his stomach, Tang Yu used his mouth to have sex with all the female relatives in the family tree, radiating outwards from the driver and extending inwards for eighteen generations.

As for the reason... that damned pilot actually flew the passenger plane like a fighter jet! And after being modified by that group of lunatics in the equipment department, the passenger plane still has that capability.

……

Several minutes later, Tang Yu struggled to get out of the trash can with her weak arms, then squatted down by the aisle and began to question her life.

At this time, other passengers also gradually came down the stairs.

Without exception, everyone looked like their legs were weak and their faces were pale.

Not far from Tang Yu, Ye Sheng was helping Mans walk slowly forward.

As it turns out, muscles aren't useful in every situation.

Mans stared fiercely at the cockpit of the plane, his voice weak but full of anger.

"Go find me the driver! I'm taking him to Ohio to feed the alligators!"

"It can't be that bad, can it? While the technique is indeed a bit over the top, feeding it to crocodiles... that's a bit too much," one of the members of the dragon-slaying team said.

“Is it excessive? I don’t think it’s excessive at all!” Mans’s eyes flashed with fire. “What’s wrong with being a crocodile keeper? So what if the salary is a little low, the work is a little dangerous, and the location is a little remote? He’s getting off easy!” Mans grumbled.

"So that's what they feed the crocodiles!" Everyone present sighed in unison, and for some reason, a little disappointment suddenly welled up in their hearts.

After squatting on the ground for a long time to recover, Mans regained his strong voice.

With a wave of his hand, he once again gave the entire Dragon Slaying Team a break.

"Alright, everyone go and rest! Get plenty of rest today, we'll set off tomorrow, our destination is the Three Gorges Dam! Oh, and remember to come to the Equipment Department tonight, I heard those crazy guys there have prepared a lot of good stuff for us."

Upon hearing the words "Equipment Department," everyone wore a strange expression.

This name is almost taboo at Kassel College!

The reason is simple: they bring disaster to the academy! Whenever that group of pale-faced science geeks appears, it is always accompanied by a deafening explosion.

It not only disturbs the residents, but also seriously damages public safety.

Accidents in the equipment department generally do not cause casualties, but the fact that they can cause explosions wherever they go still makes ordinary trainees keep their distance from them.

……

At Mans's behest, the dragon-slaying squad was disbanded on the spot.

Tang Yu, a reclusive shut-in, felt he had nothing to do, so he naturally settled into his dorm room, pulled up the covers, and prepared to go to sleep to discuss chess skills.

When Tang Yu opened his eyes again, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Still half asleep, Tang Yu reached out and turned off the incessantly ringing alarm clock. After waking up for a moment, he used all his strength to break free of the blankets.

After getting up, Tang Yu subconsciously glanced at the bed next to him.

The room was still like a pigsty, with blankets piled up haphazardly and smelly socks that hadn't been washed in ages seemingly fermenting, emitting a strange, mysterious "fragrance".

"Finger isn't here? That's really strange!" Tang Yu muttered to himself.

After cleaning himself up in the bathroom, Tang Yu set off for the Equipment Department.

Kassel College, Heimdall.

When Tang Yu last came here, the interior of this building, known as "Heimdall," was still empty.

But now, this place has become like a vegetable market!

A group of science geeks who usually stay in underground research institutes suddenly erupted today, flooding into the equipment department's building on the ground.

Not only that, these pale-faced guys also skillfully set up a small table and filled it with their so-called "works".

Each "work" also has a small tag attached, which shows a price that would raise the blood pressure of an ordinary person.

"This..." Looking at the crowd coming and going, Tang Yu was speechless for a moment.

"Do we have to pay for equipment here? This school is so greedy!" Tang Yu muttered, criticizing the evils of capitalism.

"No need! The academy will reimburse you for these expenses. It seems you're not very familiar with the academy's rules and regulations, Tang Yu."

Behind him, a familiar voice came. Tang Yu turned around and saw a head of blond hair... oops! It was the student council president.

"President Caesar, you're here too!" Tang Yu greeted him with a smile.

"Hmm." Caesar put down the broom-like gun in his hand, nodded slightly, and said with a smile.

"This is one of the few large-scale equipment expos that the Equipment Department holds. It would be a real shame to miss it! So, did you find any equipment you needed?"

"This... I haven't chosen one yet." Tang Yu chuckled awkwardly. "I just arrived, and I don't know much about alchemy equipment."

"What kind of alchemical equipment?" Caesar curled his lip in disdain. "Just treat these things like bombs. If needed, just throw them out! Trust me, these things are quite powerful."

Tang Yu: "..."

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the eighth time Tang Yu has heard the complaint that "the weapons in the equipment department are all bombs" since he came to Kassel College.

But despite the complaints, we still have to choose the equipment.

Similar to Tang Yu's bewildered expression, Caesar, with his blond hair, clearly didn't know much about this either.

Now that we can't rely on our seniors, we can only pin our hopes on whether these bomb-crazy people have any conscience at all.

After all, these things usually come with an instruction manual, which records some usage methods to some extent.

However, it's not very reliable.

The equipment department at Kassel College doesn't operate like a factory, using assembly lines to manufacture equipment.

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29. The equipment produced by the Explosives Maniac really does explode.

This place is more like a small workshop, with each member of the equipment department having their own small cubicle and a set of supporting equipment.

A thousand people have a thousand ideas, which greatly enriches the variety of equipment, but also leads to a wide range of quality among the equipment.

Therefore, having a discerning eye is the key to finding good items here.

After wandering around a row of mobile stalls, Tang Yu finally stood in front of a very inconspicuous small long table.

The owner of this stall is a pale-faced, seemingly perpetually gloomy young man who appears to have never seen the sun. His stall is filled with oddly shaped firearms.

These cold metal blocks are a man's romance!

After some careful selection, Tang Yu took the two alchemy devices and filled out the forms, and these items officially became his.

"Hey, what's this?"

Tang Yu carried a bag containing his equipment in one hand, while using the other hand to rummage through the vast array of weapons on the table, trying to find another weapon that suited his taste.

Just then, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something extraordinary out of the corner of his eye.

It was a CD. On the front of the disc was a flesh-colored area that wouldn't pass censorship, with a string of Japanese characters printed on it.

The stall owner, who had been quite indifferent, merely raised his head and glanced at Tang Yu with a faint expression when he heard Tang Yu's somewhat puzzled voice.

However, when he saw the disc in Tang Yu's hand, he could no longer maintain his composure.

It's hard to imagine that a scientist who rarely exercises could use such power!

The young man did a somersault, flipping from one side of the table to the other, and then snatched the disc from Tang Yu's hand with lightning speed, stuffing it into his pocket.

The entire set of movements was performed in one smooth motion, so skillful it was almost heartbreaking.

“We’re all men, I understand! But you still need to take care of your health.” Tang Yu gave the science geek a thumbs up, then left Heimdall with a warm smile.

……

When Tang Yu returned to the dormitory, Fingel was already in bed.

After glancing at the pitch-black sky outside, Tang Yu put down the alchemy equipment in his hand and crawled into his bed.