Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Someone on the campus forum commented on this phenomenon, believing that the vice-president, who had lived in the bell tower for a long time, did not set a good example for everyone.

As the saying goes, "A bad soldier brings a bad general to the pack." The vice-principal is a role model for the students. The poster believes that Sunshine Canteen should blacklist the vice-principal and refuse to provide him with services.

This will force the night watchman to change his lifestyle and set an example for the students.

Unfortunately, the final result of this incident was that the administrator of the Night Watchman Forum deleted the post and permanently banned the poster.

The vice-principal said that he seldom brought back meals from the Sunshine Canteen, and posted a photo of the kitchen piled with food, which caused a stir among the students at the time.

But soon, sharp-eyed people discovered that the production date and production area were marked on the bottom of the vegetables. The so-called ingredients were clearly plastic toys.

However, the boys' noise has nothing to do with the girls. Every girl in Kassel Academy has received the best education. They are keen on cooking by themselves in the kitchen, which is also a kind of cultivation for girls.

Chinese food, French food, Italian food, sushi...all cuisines in the world can be found in the girls' dormitory of the dining academy.

Xia Mi often came to Lu Mingfei and Fang Ge'er's dormitory to help with cooking.

While Lu Mingfei was away, this loser Finkel patted his chest and promised Xia Mi that he would help the girl to pursue his junior brother.

However, this promise soon vanished under Nuonuo's other food offensive. Under Susie's patient teaching, Nuonuo also made some achievements in cooking.

What's more, Susie is always a staunch supporter of Nuonuo. In terms of looks, they can compete with Xia Mi, but in terms of body shape, they can really ruthlessly press the little junior sister to the ground and rub her.

So Finkel rebelled without hesitation.

"My junior called me and said that he and Chu Zihang would come back to school later and asked us to get them some food." Nono said as he took out the ingredients from the back seat of the red Ferrari. Constantine frowned and looked pitiful as he carried a plastic bag that was bigger than he was.

The scattered sunlight fell on his body through the leaves of the redwood, mottled and beautiful, warm and soft.

Dragons are creatures that are supposed to be ferocious and brutal. The higher their rank, the fewer weaknesses they have in their character and personality.

But the four monarchs were all descendants created by the Black King from his own bones and blood. They were born to be kings who rule over all dragons.

The Black Emperor would certainly not allow his children to be so perfect; they helped him rule the world, not ruled the world on his behalf.

The four monarchs themselves have the power to overthrow the Black King's rule when they unite. If they truly possess perfect personalities that match their rank, then the emperor's crown will one day be taken away.

This is why every king has some fatal flaw.

This defect is not only reflected in the body, but also in the spirit.

For example, Xia Mi, her original form is the giant serpent Jörmungandr, and although she has a strong learning ability and is the smartest of all the kings, she is too much like a human, with such strong empathy that she even falls in love with a species completely different from herself. The cold and cruel part of her genes belonging to dragons is completely suppressed, and replaced by the sentimentality of humans.

Perhaps in the predetermined fate written by the Black King, Jörmungandr's ending was to be killed by her damn sentimentality.

This is indeed the case. In the previous period of time, Xia Mi was killed by her senior brother because Chu Zihang took advantage of the girl's love.

Or the love of a little female dragon.

As for the Dragon King Fenrir, who is said to possess the greatest power and authority, his wisdom seems to have been completely taken away by Jörmungandr. After thousands and tens of thousands of years, he still looks like a child, just like a puppy raised by Jörmungandr.

Constantine's character flaw is cowardice. This cowardice even suppresses the violence and cruelty that is unique to dragon kings, making him look like a human teenager. It is precisely because of this flaw that the fate of the Bronze and Fire Kings has always been intertwined with the fate of humans throughout the long history, and only a few ancient dragons are willing to submit to such a cowardly monarch.

As abandoned people, Norton and Constantine can only slightly offset the strong blood sorrow by integrating themselves into the human group.

At this time, Constantine had completely unloaded the burden of being a king, and he really became a cowardly boy.

He no longer had to pretend to be strong in front of his subjects, and make that weak face appear as hard as steel.

Constantine had never felt so free as at this moment. He had completely broken free from the fate written by the Black King.

But the price was his brother's life and the power he possessed.

Since you have paid such a huge price, how can you not completely release your true self?

"Junior brother said that he originally wanted to dine with Chu Zihang in Chicago, but the principal was with them. He was too embarrassed to invite the principal to eat street food with them, so he decided to eat after returning to the academy in the evening." Nuo Nuo was also carrying a lot of bags in her hands. She shrugged at Xia Mi, "Susie has been on a mission in France recently and is not in the dormitory. I am worried that my cooking skills are not good enough to satisfy the tastes of the two young masters, so I have to trouble you, junior sister."

Xia Mi nodded, "It's okay, it's okay. Chu Zihang and Senior Brother are also my good friends. Chu Zihang was very nice to me before, and he even paid for Senior Brother and I to go to the movies together."

"Come on, Xiaokang. I've prepared your favorite vanilla ice cream for you in the refrigerator in the dormitory!" Nuonuo turned around and waved to Constantine who was far behind them.

Nuonuo, Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi all know Constantine's true identity.

In the previous period of time, the senior sister had actually met Constantine.

However, the King of Bronze and Fire that time was as majestic as a god descended from the sky. He was completely different from the boy with eyes as timid as a deer in this period of time and space.

So at the beginning, Nuonuo actually didn't associate the two people together at all.

It was Lu Mingfei who revealed this secret to his senior sister, because Nuonuo and he were both the same time travellers, or rebirthers.

They all come from a future that has not yet happened, and have witnessed a predetermined fate. Their common goal at this time must also include changing the so-called destiny.

So in Lu Mingfei's opinion, senior sister is a trustworthy person.

In comparison, even Angers' importance in his heart is not as great as Nono's.

Lu Mingfei can share almost any secret with his senior sister, and Nuonuo can also share any of her secrets with Lu Mingfei.

They are honest with each other and act like lovers.

The three of them soon arrived at Nuonuo's dormitory, which was surprisingly not far from Lu Mingfei's dormitory. There was even a path between their balconies. Below the balcony were lush fir trees. The migratory birds resting here had messy feathers, and their hairstyle was very similar to Fingel's. Constantine stared at it curiously, and it also tilted its neck to stare at Constantine.

Xia Mi walked to the boy and looked at the migratory bird. She actually saw the rare vulgar temperament in such an animal.

Constantine made a face at the stupid bird, and the migratory bird flew away cursing.

Nuonuo and Xia Mi were preparing the ingredients in the kitchen in an unusually harmonious manner. They seemed to be talking and laughing, but Constantine was a little trembling. He was actually a very sensitive child, and he always felt that the small room seemed to be filled with a cold wind.

Even the cartoons playing on the huge TV screen hanging on the wall in the dormitory could not make Constantine feel at ease.

Fortunately, someone was knocking on the door outside at this time.

"Who is it?" Xia Mi jumped over and opened the door. She also breathed a sigh of relief. Nuo Nuo's aura was actually quite strong, and in this state, she was just a soft girl. The two were not heavyweight opponents at all.

The black eyes and ice-blue pupils met the moment the door opened. The handsome blond boy had a gentle smile on his face and was holding a box of high-quality ingredients in his hands, such as matsutake mushrooms, salmon, and premium wagyu beef.

Xia Mi suddenly retreated tactically.

"Junior Sister Xia Mi, long time no see. The shot and the truth on the last day of freedom are still fresh in my memory." There was a smile in Caesar's eyes as deep as the trench. He was wearing a very tight white shirt, and his chest muscles were very big, which made Xia Mi inexplicably sad.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Caesar." Xia Mi stuck out her tongue and made room for him. "Please come in, I didn't know Sister Nuonuo invited you here."

There was a "swoosh" sound coming from the kitchen; it was clearly the sound of some sharp blade that could kill people being unsheathed.

Constantine shuddered with fear, and Caesar's eyes twitched.

"It was Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei invited me here. He said he would be back from Chicago today, but he probably won't have time to attend the banquet at Amber Hall. Why not just have a meal with Chu Zihang or something." Caesar explained quickly, raising his voice noticeably.

There was another clanging sound in the kitchen, and the steel knife returned to where it belonged.

"This must be the younger brother that Lu Mingfei often mentioned to me. He said that when he sees you, he can just call you Xiaokang." Caesar noticed the slender boy hiding timidly behind Xia Mi, and the smile on his face became more gentle, "Do you mind if I call you Xiaokang?"

Constantine stared into Caesar's eyes for a long time before nodding slightly.

He knows this man.

The bullet that actually killed Norton came from this man's hand.

He had to do whatever his brother told him to do, so he couldn't be angry, hateful, or retaliate.

But he was still unhappy and didn't want to say more to Caesar.

"He is very timid and seldom interacts with outsiders. Brother Caesar, please don't tease him." Xia Mi touched Constantine's hair.

Fortunately, the girls' dormitory is much larger than the boys' dormitory. In addition to the bedrooms, there is also a small living room. It is a bit difficult to squeeze five or six people in, but it is not a problem.

At this time, there was a tapping sound coming from the kitchen.

Caesar and Xia Mi looked over at the same time, and saw Nuonuo twisting his fingers and holding the knife handle with his right hand, shaking his wrist rapidly. He seemed to be cutting steadily and powerfully, and each cut landed precisely on the potato in front of him...

But it's only this time.

The flying potato chunks shot out like bullets made of starch, and Nono snorted to express his dissatisfaction.

Caesar scratched his head. "It seems that I am not very popular..."

The prince was embarrassed, but Caesar did not feel embarrassed.

He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, but soon a pair of slender legs came into his sight.

The slender and taut calves are white and soft, seeming to emit fluorescence, and the feet in cork slippers restlessly stretch out two shell-like toes, which are delicate and beautiful.

Caesar vaguely saw the silver four-leaf clover pendant dangling on Nono's earlobe. He was a little dazed for a moment, thinking that he might have lost something very important inadvertently.

"You are just chatting here, why don't you come in and help?" Nuonuo looked at Xia Mi and Caesar with sidelong eyes. Both the boy and the girl became a little flustered.

"What can you cook? I mean, meals other than baking croissants and mixing salads." Nono asked Caesar without even looking up.

Now he was a little embarrassed.

Of course, nobles must know some cooking skills, but these cooking skills are limited to milk pudding and pasta. Of course, everyone can barbecue and so on.

This is because when making milk pudding, the gentleman can hold the girl's hand and teach her how to stir the milk. When making pasta, he can stand behind the girl and play four-hand kneading with her. This kind of cooking skill is very sexy and can also create opportunities for physical contact.

A qualified noble should capture the girl's heart in such a short encounter, and maybe at night they can discuss life in simple terms.

As for the rest...

Caesar had grilled chicken wings before. It was the student union's first bonfire party. He was surrounded by brothers who were hungry and had green eyes like wolves. Before he could sprinkle cumin on the chicken wings in his hand, they were snatched away by a dozen pairs of hands that stretched out to him.

That being said, Caesar thought he was pretty good at grilling chicken wings.

So he said, "I can grill chicken wings."

Chapter 89 Yu

"Now they have been returned to their rightful owners." Frost looked at Pride and Greed from afar. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two crossed swords. The mythical alchemical weapons were emitting a slight dragon roar.

Among the seven deadly sins created by Norton, pride and greed are by no means the most powerful weapons.

The rage he prepared for himself was the truly dangerous weapon that could even threaten the Supreme.

But the seven deadly sins are not seven swords, but one weapon.

Only when they are all held in the hands of the same person can one unleash the feat of mortal slaughtering gods.

Only in this way can the great alchemical realm of sin and punishment be stimulated.

The so-called crime and punishment is the king's funeral and eulogy, an eye for an eye, blood for blood, heart for heart, bone for bone. Perhaps in Norton's original design, this alchemical realm that is powerful enough to slaughter kings and kill gods was actually prepared for his great father.

The Black King is writing his destiny, and Norton is also writing his destiny.

The difference is that the fate written by the former is full of oppressive constraints, and no one can break free.

The fate that Norton envisioned was filled with hardship and death.