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

Then, the picture on the big screen automatically switched. It was still the silver-haired old man who gave people the feeling of a young lion. This time he was not wearing casual home clothes, but a straight black suit with a bright red rose in his breast pocket. He looked like he was going to attend a high-end social dance.

"Principal Ange." said Professor Schneider.

"I just learned about the situation from Norma. In order not to disturb you from making a decision, I did not join the chat channel and did not pay attention to the process. I did not expect that this would make me miss what may be the most exciting action scene in recent years." The principal showed a slightly regretful expression. At this time, he joined the chat channel, so his words could be directly transmitted to the ears of Mo Qiuran and others. "Are Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang here?"

"Husky got it!" Mo Qiuran responded quickly, "Yes, yes!"

"...Giant Wolf received it." Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes."

"... a very good code name, it sounds very youthful and energetic." A trace of surprise flashed across the principal's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "I will be there soon, and look forward to meeting you in person."

Chapter 71: One Ha and One Wolf, Schneider's Epiphany

Schneider's ominous premonition became stronger.

Based on his current understanding of Mo Qiuran, this was just an appetizer and the real thing should be yet to come.

Chu Zihang stood there calmly waiting for Mo Qiuran to speak. This kind of thing couldn't be stopped anyway, he had long been accustomed to it.

In order to live up to their expectations, Mo Qiuran spoke.

"Principal, if that's the case, why don't we meet at the steak buffet?" Mo Qiuran said seriously.

"Steak buffet?" The principal was stunned again.

"Yes, we took this route just to get something to eat and then encountered this little episode! Although it didn't delay us too much time, we still had to go to Chicago Train Station to catch the train, so we had to reserve enough time to make up for the cost of eating." Mo Qiuran spoke with reason and evidence, giving people the impression that what he said made a lot of sense.

Professor Schneider slapped his forehead.

Although he was mentally prepared enough, Mo Qiuran still showed his acceptable range with this move!

As expected, normal people shouldn't try to understand and predict the thinking of someone like Mo Qiuran...

"And if you come, Principal, I can treat you!" Mo Qiuran continued, "Because Professor Schneider just promised to apply for scholarships for us and rewards for full credits and grade points in the war practice course!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Schneider fell into deep self-doubt.

Who am I? Where am I? What have I done?

Why does this guy distrust me so much! Have I ever done anything treacherous before?

Just to implement the scholarship and credit point rewards, you went through so much trouble to present it to the principal?

I really am not the kind of scum who withholds students’ bonus credits and GPA!

After careful self-reflection and thinking about life, Schneider understood a truth.

He realized it.

It's not your own problem.

Then the one with the problem is Mo Qiuran.

Judging from his train of thought... No, maybe this guy has no train of thought at all!

Anyway, Professor Schneider now understands that this guy absolutely cannot be judged with normal thinking!

Because you never know what he will say or do next!

hiss!

Thinking of this, Schneider took a breath.

He thought again of the spiritual power of words that Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang had just displayed.

Then...

Didn't Fingel's words come true? He really invited two super time bombs in? ? !

Think about the code name again.

A [Husky] and a [Giant Wolf], and the wolf is led by the Husky...

Thinking about it!

Schneider suddenly felt that after they entered the school, the future of the entire school would move towards an unknown direction...

Regardless of the fact that Professor Schneider was caught in a series of processes of self-doubt - understanding the truth - predicting the future, the principal was stunned for several seconds after hearing what Mo Qiuran said.

The older you get, the more you see through things, not to mention that Mo Qiuran didn't hide anything at all.

So what the hell is going on?

The principal, who had just come into contact with Mo Qiuran, felt that this matter was not simple, so he smiled and said, "Okay, let's meet at the steak buffet you mentioned later."

"Okay, Principal, goodbye, Principal!" Mo Qiuran was satisfied, leaving the executive department staff and specialists on the ground with their jaws dropped.

"Are we going to walk there?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"There's a car here!" an executive department specialist said immediately. They are now full of respect for Mo Qiuran.

Regardless of whether there is something wrong with his brain, his strength is strong enough!

……

"...Norma, I want a copy of Mo Qiuran's information, the most detailed one," said the principal.

The principal trusts Professor Schneider and would never withhold rewards from him.

Then it can only be Mo Qiuran.

Soon, the principal finished reading the information.

"Tang Zi..." The principal frowned slightly and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

Kassel College attaches great importance to admissions. Basically, even if the students themselves cannot remember what they have done and the people they have come into contact with since childhood, Kassel College will still investigate.

Naturally, he suffered a setback when investigating Tang Zi.

This is an extremely rare event, especially when it is recorded in the documents. There is only one possibility for this to happen, and that is that the background involved is too large, so large that even Kassel College cannot obtain the information.

The principal had an impression of this name. He remembered hearing this name when he went to China to meet old friends a few years ago. If he remembered correctly, it seemed to come from that ancient family?

But shouldn't that be a way to stay away from the world? Why would you open a barber shop in a small city?

Is he guarding that city just for Mo Qiuran?

But if this is the case...

It seems that I still can’t explain why Mo Qiuran is so concerned about scholarships and GPA?

Could it be a quirk exclusive to geniuses?

Yes, from the information I saw before, Mo Qiuran got full marks in almost all of his grades, and won all the scholarships!

The principal nodded thoughtfully, feeling that he had found the crux of the problem.

……

Ten minutes later, the roar of helicopter blades came closer and closer, and then stopped in the middle of an open space that had been cleared long ago. The principal walked down from the helicopter. There was not a single wrinkle on his suit, and he was as elegant as a gentleman attending a banquet.

"Hello, Principal!" The executive department specialists who were busy handling the scene, that is, transporting those who had fainted in the square and then handling the follow-up matters, said hurriedly.

At this time, there were not only the executive department specialists in the square, but also people from Kassel College's student affairs department, medical department, etc.

After all, there are so many people who need examination, treatment, and hypnosis to test their memory that it would take more than a dozen specialists until the day after tomorrow to move all the people.

This was a huge project, but fortunately no one was injured, so the cost of covering up this matter completely must have been much less than expected.

"Hello, let's continue." The principal nodded slightly, and then, led by the leader of the special team of this operation, came to the huge ice crystal that was still standing in the same place.

Inside the ice crystal was a giant grayish-white cocoon that represented death. The cocoon broke apart, and an equally grayish-white dragon-scale arm stretched out. The hideous bone spurs and bulging muscles on the arm represented the monster's immense power... but an even more powerful power "fixed" it at this moment.

The principal could feel that the guy inside was completely dead. It had already been annihilated and there was no chance of it forming a cocoon and being reborn.

A pure-blooded dragon of at least three generations or even second generation died in the process of breaking out of the cocoon. It took advantage of the information gap in Kassel College and turned the cemetery designed for it by the college into an altar for its resurrection. However, two guys who passed by and were on their way to a steak buffet easily smashed his altar, turning it into a cemetery, and then waved their goodbyes and left, rushing to eat the buffet... As if killing a second generation was not as important as the buffet.

"It's really ironic, but also artistic." The principal smiled, "Ship this thing back to school intact. Something inside will make someone ecstatic. And, gentlemen, can anyone tell me where I can find our two new students...who are about to enroll early?"

Chapter 72 Transaction

"Professor Schneider said that we met on the battlefield and asked me to teach you how to use a sword," Finkel said vaguely, "Now it seems that there is no need to teach you how to use a sword, because you have your own cannons!"

"Thank you for your praise, Senior. We still have a lot to learn," Mo Qiuran said seriously, "For example, your ability to collect intelligence..."

"This is my skill for guarding the house!" Finger immediately became alert, like a dog guarding its food.

"How much extra?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Oh, how embarrassing! Do you think I am the kind of person who would do anything for profit?" Finkel's expression instantly changed to a smiling one.

"Yes, it's you!" Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran thought.

"Ahem... Junior brothers, you just need to grant me some rights... such as the right to portrait and the right to news..." Finkel continued to speak vaguely, stretching out his right hand and opening his palm, "We will split all profits 70% to 30%! Only in this way can I confidently and boldly pass on my lifelong learning to you!"

"Seventy-three is too much." Mo Qiuran said with a cold expression.

"Six or four?" Finkel tried, and when he saw that Mo Qiuran's face didn't change, he made up his mind and said, "Fifty-five, fifty-five is fine!"

"Fifty-fifty is fine. I like fifty-fifty." Mo Qiuran smiled instantly, "Then it's settled!"

"Deal!" Finkel looked painful.

Chu Zihang didn't say a word during the whole process, even though the deal between Mo Qiuran and Finkel also included his portrait rights and press rights... But he didn't care about such things anyway. Mo Qiuran always had more plans than him, so he would just ask him when he had the chance later.

Now his persona is a wallet that fries steak and eats beef.

The rising hot air turned into a cloud of white mist under the bright yellow light, and was then drawn away bit by bit like a winding snake. The red and white beef was placed on the hot stone slab, and it immediately sizzled. Soon the hot oil flowed down along the plump texture, emitting an enticing aroma.

Then it was quickly forked away, cut, dipped in black pepper sauce, stuffed into the mouth, and swallowed voraciously.

The same situation happened to Mo Qiuran and Finkel at the same time. The speed at which they baked could not keep up with the speed at which they ate. It was as if they were competing to see who could eat more and faster. Fortunately, this was a self-service model where customers could bake their own food, otherwise the other guests would have to wait.

"It only costs fifty dollars to eat as much as you want. Isn't this much better than those steaks that cost thousands of dollars a piece?" Finkel said proudly.

"It's really delicious!" Mo Qiuran swallowed the beef in his mouth. His hunger had been relieved a lot, but he was still far from being full.

This is an aftereffect of using the projection, but the difference is that this time Mo Qiuran was not as sleepy as last time.

"Is it because there is no strenuous activity?" Mo Qiuran pondered while eating, "Last time, I used the temporary projection of the sword-wielding man to fight Jiude Mai, and this time I only used the power of ice, so I won't feel sleepy?"

Since there was no detailed explanation of his cheat code and no artificial intelligence, Mo Qiuran could only guess everything on his own.

Look at other people's golden fingers, and then look at you! Mo Qiuran always spit on his own golden fingers in his heart.

Just then, a slightly noisy sound brought Mo Qiuran back to his senses. He looked in the direction where the sound came from and found that a silver-haired old man in a suit walked in accompanied by several bodybuilders who looked like "Schwarzenegger".

The old man looked very old, but his upright figure, leisurely steps and sharp eyes made him look like a young lion.

The old man looked around, then walked straight towards them and came in front of them.

"KFC Grandpa?" Mo Qiuran.

The old man was stunned when he heard this.

What the hell is this opening line!

"Oh my god, this is the principal!" Finkel said as he quickly swallowed the beef in his mouth.

"Oh, come and sit down! Would you like a piece, Principal?" Mo Qiuran reluctantly gave up a piece of steak he was grilling.

"Student Mo Qiuran, right? Thank you. I had just eaten when I came here." The principal said hesitantly as he looked at the steak pushed in front of him.

The hesitation was not because he was considering whether to eat or not, but because he was thinking - is Mo Qiuran a foodie?

At this time, the principal still didn't understand Mo Qiuran's personality.

But it didn't take long for him to understand.

Mo Qiuran forked the steak back the next second and said righteously, "Yes, it's me. Let me take care of it. We can't waste food!"

"..." The principal didn't know how to answer at first. Since he became the principal, he had never met such a student, so...unrestrained?

"Hello, principal." Wallet, who was frying steak nearby, said, "Please take a seat. He is just like that. You'll get used to it."

"Okay, Chu Zihang, right?" The principal sat down and praised, "You are very capable."

"Not strong enough." Chu Zihang replied. His flat tone and voice made his words sound not like modesty but a statement of fact.

headmaster:"……"

So are all freshmen these days like this?

"Principal, how is the situation over there resolved?" Finkel spoke, probably because he finally couldn't bear to watch any more.