Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

After he was defeated by Odin, he put on Odin's armor, took Gungnir, was controlled, and became Odin's 'heroic spirit'... then what was the thing that Odin released to replace Chu Tianjiao?"

"This is the seriousness of the problem, but without physical evidence at hand, everything is just speculation," said the old cowboy.

"If I were to speculate... I think it's very likely that the Heroic Spirit he previously controlled was already completely under his control after being replaced. The process of completely controlling it is to wear Odin's weapon, etc.

Help him find better heroes in the Nibelungen in the form of Odin... These hybrids who were controlled and then released to mix with humans will play an important role at the critical moment!

Over the years, no one knows how many have been released in this way... The most terrifying thing is that it is very likely that the released 'heroic spirit' himself is unaware of this, and is only activated when Odin needs it!"

"This news must not be leaked!" Angers eyes flashed.

Just imagine, if this news leaked out, it would be fine if no one believed it, just a little story and a joke, but if it was true...

Who knows whether the people around you, whether relatives or friends, may be the so-called "heroic spirits"?

Or, even yourself?

Spreading this kind of news will only do more harm than good and will only increase panic!

"Of course it won't be leaked. This matter is only known to you, me, and the people involved in this incident on Mo Qiuran's side." The old cowboy said, "However, this matter must be disclosed to the school board."

"Why did you suddenly think of paying attention to the affairs of the board of directors?" Angé was stunned.

"Nonsense, of course they want money!" The old cowboy didn't keep the secret and cursed, "Mo Qiuran doesn't respect his teacher at all. I wanted to see Odin's horse and Gungnir, but he wanted my money! But I heard that you directly agreed to let them take care of the spoils this time?"

"It's like this...Anyway, when the school board asked about it, I said that when I heard the news, I just thought it was just kids playing around, so I didn't take it seriously," Angers calmly poured himself a cup of tea, "Any normal person wouldn't think that an S-rank could kill Odin...even if it's just Odin's Heroic Spirit. It makes sense, right?"

"Why do you need to ask me about your stubborn style?" The old cowboy waved his hand. "I'm not interested in what's going on between you and the school directors. I just want to study those things! Of course, they will provide the funds. When the time comes, you can tell them about Chu Tianjiao and Ying Ling. They will definitely agree!"

"I'm really surprised that such a plan can come from your mouth...or is it a suggestion from classmate Mo Qiuran?" Angé looked at the old cowboy with a slightly scrutinizing look.

"Of course I came up with it on my own! Mo Qiuran...well, he just provided a little bit of insignificant suggestion, you know, probably just this little bit!" The old cowboy made a move that would cause him to lose the Korean market.

"As expected... Well, if that's the case, go ahead and don't worry. I'll arrange everything for you later," Ange said. "We must study the situation of the heroic spirit. It would be even better if we can find an effective screening method... Can you replicate the alchemy array you used before?"

"No, I used up half of my hard-earned fortune to make this! Otherwise, how do you think it would be so easy to restrain an S-rank? Not to mention that it targets the spiritual realm!"

The old cowboy looked at Ange as if a farmer were looking at a helpless wolf that was eyeing his sheepfold.

Valley 虺/span "..."Anger was silent for a moment. He was well aware of the old cowboy's shamelessness. Considering the old cowboy's inventory, it was definitely not half, but he estimated that there should be some amount.

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" the old cowboy couldn't help asking.

"I want to do it for myself." Ange took out a cigar from the drawer, cut it slowly, and lit it. The rising smoke dispelled the faint tea fragrance from before, and in an instant it changed from quiet and elegant to fiery and murderous.

"...You are really cruel..." said the old cowboy after a moment of silence.

"People who are not cruel to themselves have already been lying in the cemetery, but I can still sit here and smoke a cigar." Angé chuckled.

……

"So now we need to play a werewolf game... and the game targets all hybrids?" Mo Qiuran's eyes sparkled with excitement. "It sounds very interesting!"

"First of all, the scope of the game is not all hybrids. I prefer hybrids between S-level and A-level who have this possibility... and they have to be A-level closer to S-level."

Finkel corrected: "Odin can't just pick a bunch of cannon fodder to be Heroic Spirits. Whether from a theoretical analysis or from the current situation, only S-level or top-level A-level can be controlled and become Heroic Spirits to help him...

Besides, this kind of thing is meaningless and very troublesome, do you understand?"

“Strength equals status, especially in the world of mixed-bloods, and the principle of bloodline class supremacy is upheld… The higher the bloodline class, the more authority one can access, and the greater combat power and role one can exert.” Chu Tianjiao nodded.

"Now the problem comes. It is impossible to thoroughly investigate S and A, unless the detection method is so convenient that it does not infringe on personal privacy at all and anyone can do it... Just think about it, it's a very difficult thing to accomplish." Finkel frowned.

“Yes, this kind of thing will have to be left to the teacher to worry about. After all, with his attainments in alchemy, if there is no solution, he might have to ask the originator of alchemy, the King of Bronze and Fire, for help... But that is obviously impossible, right?” Chu Tianjiao said.

"Yes... Fortunately, there is the vice-principal... Senior brother! Your reasoning is really amazing!" Finkel sighed, full of admiration.

"Same, same, junior brother, you are the same! You are worthy of being the teacher's former outstanding disciple!" Chu Tianjiao also began to brag.

"Oh, there's no need to bring up things like the past at a time like this..." Finkel laughed.

The two of them started to praise each other in business.

"Okay, okay, I know that you two are good at speaking and have strong analytical skills... Now what should we do with these things?" Mo Qiu pointed his index finger at the iron mask engraved with various dragon runes and rotated it.

Although it is a mask, there are no holes on it at all, and the eyes are made of a completely different material. Mo Qiuran guessed that this should be an arrangement to make the pair of golden eyes of the person under the mask show the effect of a single-eye golden eye.

"By the way, I suddenly thought of a question that is worth exploring." Before Finkel and others could answer, Mo Qiuran continued to spin the iron mask on his finger and asked a lot of questions that at first glance gave people the feeling of "Hey, this is a question that is worth exploring."

"There are no holes on this mask. How do you solve the breathing problem, uncle? Also, have you needed to eat in the past three years? If so, what do you eat? Can you grow potatoes or something else in the Nibelung? If you can grow something, what is the yield? Oh, and if you eat, how do you deal with excretion and bathing? This armor should be difficult to take off, right?"

A lot of questions made Chu Tianjiao fall into deep thought.

How should I answer this? Should I say that three years have passed without any memory of it, that I was just driving Chu Zihang up the viaduct and then it was gone in the blink of an eye? Wouldn't that be too negative? Would it give people the impression that I am weak?

In fact, Chu Tianjiao didn't care about showing weakness in front of other people. After all, he was used to it after carrying out missions for so many years. But he was of course a little embarrassed in front of Chu Zihang. After all, he heard it said before that he had finally shown some power in front of his own son. If he was cowardly now, would the gap be so big that their relationship would deteriorate?

Comrade Chu Tianjiao didn't know that because of his black material recorder properties, his son had thought many times about putting him back and killing him as Odin, and he was still weighing the pros and cons.

Or maybe I should answer it seriously... But how should I answer this? Make up one? Why is the question raised by Mo Qiuran so weird and yet so reasonable? Isn't this train of thought a bit strange? Are you serious about growing potatoes in the Nibelung? Why not talk about Siberia?

Chu Zihang remained silent as he looked at Chu Tianjiao, who was clearly caught in a logical turmoil. This was generally the case with anyone who came into contact with Mo Qiuran. After a few more times, they would probably understand and get used to it...

……

At this time, in the senior classroom of Shilan Middle School, Lu Mingfei, who was unaware of this, was attending class.

Of course, it wasn't entirely a class... He was checking the text message repeatedly on his phone, taking a glance and then looking back at the blackboard, and after a while he couldn't help checking again.

If a sign was put up in front of him at this moment with the words "There is no silver here" written on it, it would probably be quite appropriate.

Lu Mingfei was shocked by the content of the text message at this moment… It was a text message reminder from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, reminding him that the bank card that had been crying out for money since he applied for it was completely full today.

In fact, it was almost bursting. After all, if the huge amount of wealth came from unknown sources, the relevant departments would come to inquire about it. However, the feeder handled the formalities very thoughtfully and submitted it to the relevant departments.

That was why Lu Mingfei could stay in the classroom so peacefully and check the huge sum of money he had received from time to time.

He actually doesn't have a big concept of money. After all, his biggest dream is to own some genuine game discs and a PS console of his own, and to be able to drink Coke whenever he wants... Basically, he thinks "enough is fine, more is better."

Chapter 4: The School Board Meeting is held again (k)

But now Lu Mingfei calculated the money in his bank card, and it was probably enough for him to buy a three-bedroom apartment and fill it with genuine DVDs...

So are those figurines so valuable? What kind of person is the boss's friend, who would give away such valuable goods? And what is the relationship between the girl named Eri and the boss? It seems that Sister Tang treats her like her own sister!

Lu Mingfei's thoughts were in a tizzy, and he unconsciously opened QQ to share his joy with Su Xiaoqiang... From a geographical point of view, the two of them could actually communicate by lip syncing, but there were several classmates between them, including Lu Mingfei's current deskmate Ling. It was well known that showing off affection in public might anger everyone.

Moreover, chatting on QQ in the same classroom also has a bit of "fun" meaning.

Then he saw two sentences sent by Old Tang.

The first sentence was - "Wow, hahaha! I just finished a deal and now I'm rich! It's a good time for me to take a vacation, so I can come visit you in a few days!"

The second sentence was - "Damn it, I forgot that I still owed some loans... After paying them off, I will have no money and can only eat instant noodles. Brother, let's continue to be pure online friends!"

About a minute after the two messages, an image of a poor but boastful person appeared in front of Lu Mingfei.

Lao Tang is a guy Lu Mingfei met when he was playing StarCraft. His StarCraft skills are pretty good and he was able to defeat Lu Mingfei who was using a red dot. Of course, if he connected a mouse to him, he would be slaughtered...but that would be boring, wouldn't it?

According to Lao Tang's own disclosure, he worked in the United States at a job where he would not open a business for three years but would make enough money to support himself for three years after opening it. He lived in a big mansion with a swimming pool in the yard. In short, he was a very wealthy first-generation rich. However, Lu Mingfei felt that only the first sentence in this article might be true... the first half.

After all, the first generation of rich people who live in a luxury villa with a swimming pool downstairs should not be the kind of people who are addicted to StarCraft and fried chicken and cola... right? They should be the kind of people who travel around the world every day, eating suits, steaks, and beautiful women in high-end restaurants!

Anyway, based on Lu Mingfei's imagination, this is roughly what it is like.

So after seeing the message sent by Old Tang this time, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered the huge sum of money that had been deposited into his bank card.

It's just sitting there anyway, why not use it?

"Old Tang, come over and play. I'll treat you!" Lu Mingfei sent the message.

Not long after, Old Tang sent a string of question marks: "Will you help me reimburse? Did you pick up a bank card on the road? One with a password, the kind that the card owner won't pursue? Or did you hook up with a rich woman?"

"Hey, didn't I tell you that I'm a rich second-generation? This amount of money is easy for me to earn!" said Lu Mingfei.

That’s right, Lu Mingfei doubted Lao Tang’s identity as a “first generation rich” because he himself said something similar… It’s on the Internet, and it’s not illegal to brag!

"What the hell? If you are a rich second generation, why do you still need to go to school? Don't rich second generation people travel everywhere with luxury cars and beautiful women?" Old Tang was shocked.

From some perspectives, the two are surprisingly similar, even their fantasies about the lives of rich people are the same.

“Then just think of it as me hooking up with a rich woman!” Lu Mingfei typed. In a sense, it seemed to be true?

"Damn it, I thought we were all poor bastards bragging to each other to keep our dreams alive, but I didn't expect you to be the real rich guy!" Old Tang was angry, "I won't pretend anymore, I'll buy a plane ticket tomorrow and come here! Eat the rich man's house!"

Before Lu Mingfei could reply, Old Tang sent another message: "I'll pay for the air tickets and travel expenses myself. I won't change the loan for now. At least I'm still a first-generation rich. You have to treat me when I get there!"

“Okay, okay!” Lu Mingfei responded readily. He had regretted sending the message at first. After all, from a practical point of view, their relationship was not so close that they could reimburse so much money. They were just netizens who could chat with each other. But now that Old Tang had taken the initiative to say that he didn’t need to pay for the travel expenses and only needed to treat him to a meal...it didn’t matter anymore!

……

"Something bad has happened, long-legged girl! Something bad has happened, long-legged girl!"

"Oh, go ahead." said Jude Mai.

"Why are you so calm?" Su Enxi was stunned.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself? Every time you call me, it's always a big deal? Oh, to be precise, it seems to be a bad thing." Jude Mai said.

"This time things are different, it's a huge event!" Su Enxi emphasized.

"What happened? Which dragon king was killed?" asked Jiude Mai.

"That's not true..."

"That's not a big deal." Jiude Mai was very calm.

I wouldn't be surprised if the cap is raised!

What's more, ever since seeing Mo Qiuran's methods, Jiude Mai has become more receptive to all kinds of things. She even feels that even if the Black King is resurrected, it would be just like that... Can the Black King control all the stars in the universe?

Of course not, right?

That's what the Black King is like!

Even though he is beyond my reach, I still dare to despise him, what a loser!

"But strictly speaking, this matter is likely to turn into what you said..." Su Enxi said, "The person we took great pains to contact for Lu Mingfei is planning to travel to China."

"This isn't a big deal, is it?" said Jude Mai.

"It really wouldn't be a big problem if Super Macho wasn't there," Su Enxi said with an expression that said "I'm so tired." "Did you know that Super Macho just soloed Odinnibelung? And the Dragon King who was trying to seduce Little White Rabbit No. 2 was also there, and now the Bronze and Fire King is going over there... Are they planning to get the four great monarchs together to play mahjong?"

"Wait, that Xia Mi and that Lao Tang... are Dragon Kings?" Jiude Mai was stunned, "You didn't tell me before?!"

"I thought you could figure it out before, but it turns out I overestimated you," Su Enxi once again looked down on Jiude Mai's intelligence, "Isn't this obvious?"

"How is this obvious? Even if the Dragon King can use the method of cocooning to become no different from humans, what about the arrogance and tyranny in the bones of the dragon clan? What's going on with this otaku who only knows how to take tasks and spend them instantly or get cheated, and a teenage girl who covets outstanding seniors!" Jiude Mai was shocked again.

Gu Jue/span "One has not yet awakened, and I don't know what the other one is thinking..." For the first time, Su Enxi felt that her brain was not enough.

All the plans were originally supposed to be carried out under the inference of her Word Spirit [Evolution], but now not only was Odin killed in advance, Tachibana Masamune "died" in advance, but also Lao Tang and Xia Mi, the two pure-blooded Dragon Kings, seemed to be inclined to join the protagonist group?

That's right, since yesterday Su Enxi has officially changed the name of Mo Qiuran and others from [Super Little White Rabbits and Super Macho Group] to [Protagonist Group]... She also changed herself, Jiude Mai and Zero three from [Nurse Group] to [Soy Sauce Party].

It's hard to say it's inappropriate... Before this, Su Enxi always believed that as long as she planned properly, everything would be under her control. But after Mo Qiuran began to show his strength, these things became increasingly out of control. All the plans were useless because he was able to crush her all the way.

If this isn't the protagonist, then who is?

"Do you have any way to stop it?" asked Jiude Mai.

"Why do you think I told you this?" Su Enxi asked back.

"I think it's better for us to just lie down and do nothing... Odin has been killed, and these two dragon kings, who are in human form, won't be able to cause any trouble." Jiude Mai exudes the scent of salted fish all over her body.

"Hey, hey, you are our fighter. What will happen to our future plans if you are so depressed?" Su Enxi tried hard to cheer up Jiude Mai with a fighting tone.

"It doesn't matter. I can beat those who can be defeated, and I can't beat those who can't be defeated no matter how hard I try. It has nothing to do with fighting spirit!" Jiude Mai made a lame remark.

"It's true that I really listen to your words..." Su Enxi said, "Fortunately, I don't ask you to fight this time."

"Go ahead, I'm ready." Jiude Mai said lazily.

"Go draw a tube of blood from the super hunk."

Jiude Mai: “?”

She looked at Su Enxi with a look that said, "I've known for a long time that you don't like me and want me to die."

"Don't look at me like that. You should be prepared to ask for a debt! This is the reward he promised us when we helped him last time in Japan!" Su Enxi patted Jiude Mai, "It's what you deserve! That tube of blood is simply priceless now, okay? Are you willing to not come back?"

"Of course I'd like to!" Jiude Mai nodded decisively.

"Why are you so spineless!" Su Enxi looked at him with contempt. "Have some courage. You are here to collect debts. You need to be more aggressive!"

"Aren't those who collect debts these days all grandsons? The one who owes money is the boss! Not to mention that now I, a debt collector, can't even beat this boss!" Jiude Mai retorted.