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

Although the final outcome was a close call, it still caught the attention of those old foxes on the school board. It wasn't mentioned in the original novel, but Tang Yu knew that those old guys would definitely plant countless "eyes" around Chu Zihang!

If things really come to that point, then the relationship between the expressionless senior brother and Little Dragon Girl might be discovered, and the same tragedy might be repeated in a different way.

Therefore... Tang Yu had to think of another way!

"Senior brother, look how much effort your junior brother has put into helping you here. It's not too much to treat him to a super luxurious seafood meal, is it?" Tang Yu thought to himself.

The reason he thought this way was because he had already devised a plan to deal with the Board of Trustees' observation team.

The most insidious kind!

Thinking of his "kind and pure" plan, Tang Yu couldn't help but grin. He gently leaned close to the driver's ear and whispered his plan.

"We'll do this and that... Believe me, those guys are absolutely unstoppable!"

After hearing Tang Yu's "kind and pure" plan, the driver was first slightly stunned, then his expression twisted as if he had put on a mask of pain.

Then, he exhaled a deep breath, revealed a hearty smile, gave Tang Yu a thumbs up, and spoke with undisguised admiration.

"Good lad! You've got the flair I had in my youth! Alright, we'll do it your way!"

Faced with the driver's praise, Tang Yu simply smiled and remained silent.

You must show sufficient respect to your seniors and never be impolite!

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91 Angers: I am the vengeful god!

Yes, this is the elusive vice-principal of the academy, the Night Watchman who possesses the power of words and discipline.

To be honest, Tang Yu was indeed fooled by the Night Watchman's disguise when he first boarded the plane, but when he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he discovered many flaws in the Night Watchman's disguise!

According to the regulations of Kassel College, all drivers of vehicles on campus must be professionals. The so-called "professionals" refer to retired soldiers from certain special forces. For example, most of the members of the college's public relations department are retired Navy SEALs.

And this greasy middle-aged man... doesn't look like someone who has experienced military life at all!

While chatting with the driver, Tang Yu looked at him more and more and felt that the guy looked like someone he knew.

Yes, that's right! The driver's face and eyes look exactly like Manstein's!

Based on this, and combined with the image of the "Night Watchmen" that Tang Yu learned from the original work, he finally confirmed that the driver in front of him was the vice principal of the academy.

Telling him your plan means that Angers will also know about it, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Principal Angers will definitely adopt it! And then... when the Board of Trustees' investigation team visits the college, they will experience what "the beauty of life" truly means.

Half an hour later, the helicopter landed on the helipad of Kassel College.

After saying goodbye to the night watchman disguised as a driver, Tang Yu dragged his luggage back to his dormitory.

Behind him, the Night Watchman leaned calmly against the helicopter, his eyes, which were sunken from staying up all night, gleaming with a sharp light.

The Night Watchman watched Tang Yu's departing figure, a smile playing on his lips.

"What a perceptive little fellow! He must have already discovered my identity. So what if he did? It's not a big deal! As for his plans, hehe..." The Night Watchman revealed a hearty (lewd) smile.

When the Night Watchman told Angers about Tang Yu's plan, the flamboyant old man with a full head of white hair showed a rare look of shock.

He sat on the leather sofa in his office, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself, "My Kassel College is a place for teaching and nurturing, how could it... produce such vicious people! If this plan succeeds, those guys will be ashamed to face the world!"

The Night's Watchman patted his old friend on the shoulder. "Take it easy, old friend. This era belongs to the young people now. You and I are already outdated."

Hearing the night watchman's somber words, Angers dropped his mocking expression.

The perpetually angry old man took a sip of red wine, then gently stroked the folding knife hidden in his sleeve; his voice was as hard as steel.

"I will not be outdated until I have avenged Menek and the others."

"Huh???" The Night Watchman picked at his ear with his little finger, his eyes wide as big as saucers. He looked at his old friend, who was blinded by his desire for revenge, and couldn't help but growl in a low voice.

“Angers! Who do you think you are, a vengeful goddess? That incident happened over a hundred years ago, haven’t you let it go yet! When people get old, they should be like me, looking at beautiful women every day, looking at beautiful women, looking at beautiful women… Retirement is such a wonderful time, why are you so obsessed with revenge, you…”

The watchman fell silent. Angers was sitting on the sofa, staring at him; the old man's pupils gleamed with a fierce, sword-like gold, his face expressionless.

After a long silence, Angers finally spoke softly: "Old friend, you're mistaken. I'm not a vengeful goddess; if you prefer, you can call me a vengeful god!"

"Heh... I'm defeated by you." The Night's Watch sighed and rubbed his forehead. He didn't have Angers's wildfire-like desire, so he was old!

If judged solely by age, the Night Watchman is even younger than Angers, but the older Angers is still handsome. This old guy is still dashing and charming; if he went to a nightclub, he could still seduce lonely girls.

But the Night's Watchman has gone from being a famous handsome man in the West to this pathetic, overweight figure...

All I can say is that time is a cruel mistress!

……

That evening, at Kassel College, in the student dormitory.

The three roommates, who had been separated for almost a month, reunited. In front of them was a German-style braised pork knuckle that Tang Yu had packed from the cafeteria.

With a large pork knuckle in his mouth, Tang Yu mumbled, "Hey, you know what! I haven't had this for a month, and I'm actually starting to miss it!"

"Don't even mention it... I'm getting sick of watching you eat!" Lu Mingfei was sitting opposite Tang Yu, holding a bottle of soda in his hand, his eyes full of disgust as he looked at the pork knuckle in Tang Yu's hand.

Fingal, sandwiched between the two, was not as pretentious as Lu Mingfei!

For the useless senior brother, anything that humans can digest is within his diet.

"By the way, senior brother, when are you going back to the academy?" Tang Yu asked.

“About two weeks earlier than you,” Fingel answered the question while stuffing mashed potatoes into his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei immediately became interested.

"Speaking of which, useless senior brother, how did you manage to survive in the capital with your meager assets?"

“Of course, I’ll sell my good looks!” Fingel said calmly. “I’ll throw a broken guitar into the trash heap and then busk near the overpass. When I see any older women or pretty girls walking by, I’ll give them a couple of flirty winks…”

Tang Yu and Lu Mingfei both said that they really couldn't learn Fingel's survival experience in Beijing!

Amidst the conversation of the three, a large table of food was quickly devoured.

Fingel wiped his mouth, casually shoved all the trash on the table into the trash can, picked up a toothpick, put on his coat, and walked toward the door.

"I'm going out to pick up some pretty girls, so don't wait for me tonight! You two single dogs can have fun by yourselves!" Fingel's voice was full of smugness.

"Flirting with you my foot! If you keep acting like this, believe me, I'll become your third wheel!" Lu Mingfei said with a laugh.

After Fingel left, the two idle men exchanged a glance, and they both saw the longing in each other's eyes...

Don't get the wrong idea, it's just playing StarCraft!

Of course, Tang Yu's skills were still terrible, so that night, the entire dormitory building was filled with Lu Mingfei's somewhat frantic shouts.

Half an hour later, in the basement of Kassel College, near Norma's central computer room.

A weathered man stood before a high-tech steel gate. He looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar gate, and after a long while, he sighed softly.

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92 The arrival of the investigation team

After sighing, the young man took out a silver card from his pocket and then swiped it lightly on a hidden card slot by the door.

Beep...

After a crisp sound, the tightly sealed steel gate trembled slightly and a long crack appeared.

The young man peeked through the crack in the door, but there was nothing inside; he only saw endless darkness.

He had no intention of turning on the light, but instead groped his way into the darkness...

After walking for an unknown amount of time in the pitch-black darkness, a somewhat blurry light finally appeared in the distance.

He knew that wasn't the exit... it was just a few servers and hosts flashing red and green lights.

"Are you settling in well here?" The young man gently stroked one of the servers. It hadn't been turned on for a long time, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the server's steel cover.

The thought of his little girl living in this dark and gloomy place for so long made his heart ache like it was being stabbed with needles...

"You shouldn't have come here..."

Above the server, several projectors slowly turned on, and wisps of blue light converged in the air, eventually forming the image of a graceful young girl.

The girl looked at him with pity. She reached out and gently stroked the young man's somewhat weathered face, her tone inexplicably sad: "You've changed. You used to be so spirited... I still prefer the old you to the current you."

"Then I'll try my best to become the same as before! I'm willing to do anything for you." The young man gently held the girl's small hand. Although the girl was just an illusion created by light reflecting in the air, he still stroked her hand very carefully, as if he were playing with some rare treasure.

The girl didn't speak, but simply let the young man hold her hand, because she saw... she saw the deep longing and passionate love in the young man's gray eyes!

"I will resurrect you all..." After a long while, the young man released the girl's small hand and said in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"The investigation is progressing well. That bastard called 'Crown Prince' was originally just a low-purity mixed-blood, until one day, he obtained a forbidden secret technique..."

The young man's voice was deep, his tone revealing an undisguised murderous intent.

"After that, that guy disappeared from his companions' sight until he reappeared three years later, by which time his bloodline had reached S-rank."

After listening to the young man's story, the girl remained silent for a moment, then slowly uttered a few syllables: "The path to godhood!"

"That's right, it's this thing! I'm a little curious now, isn't this thing called 'Path to Godhood' just the Lionheart Society's secret technique 'Blood Rage'? Why doesn't that guy lose control!"

The young man paused for a moment, then continued, "According to what I've heard, that guy's power has reached a non-human level... I'm wondering if he has evolved into a pure-blooded dragon?"

Seeing her lover's somewhat depressed mood, the girl was about to offer some words of comfort when she discovered that the dejected young man had somehow ignited his golden eyes.

In the dim light, the wisps of gold flickered gently like will-o'-the-wisps, inspiring awe and fear.

With the help of the pale blue light emitted by the projector, the girl could barely make out the expression on the young man's face.

That's... fighting spirit!!!

The girl guessed wrong! This seemingly dejected young man not only did not become discouraged, but instead became even more determined.

His voice, hard as steel, brought a sense of reassurance to the girl: "It would be best if that guy were a pure-blooded dragon! I was just worried about not finding a suitable sacrifice... Don't worry, no matter the cost, I will resurrect you!"

The girl didn't speak; she simply stroked the young man's cheek gently, her eyes filled with tenderness. In her heart, whether he was resurrected or not wasn't important; as long as her lover was alive and happy, that was enough…

……

Two days after Tang Yu returned to the academy, the board of directors' investigation team also arrived at the academy.

As the provider of the "Sniper Investigation Team Plan," Tang Yu was also conscripted by the vice principal's watchman to welcome the investigation team.

In the words of the Night's Watch: "Since you came up with the idea, you should be the one to oversee its implementation!"

As the investigation team filed out of the CC1000 train, a faint sense of doubt arose in Tang Yu's heart.

In his memory, the investigation team wanted to bring down Angers in the original work because some members of the board of directors wanted to seize the dragon bone cross left by Constantine.