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

The three followed the conductor onto the platform and saw the high-speed train. Behind the dazzling headlights was a streamlined black body. Dazzling silver-white vine-like patterns spread out on the black paint surface, as gorgeous as a work of art. It looked exactly like the magnetic card ticket they had in their hands before. A familiar figure was standing outside the only open door - it was the principal.

……

"Norma arranged your time after getting off the plane, and found that it only took half an hour to deal with the pure-blooded dragon... but we spent three hours in the steak house." The principal handed two cups of fragrant tea to Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang, "Try it? This is the tea my old friend in China gave me during the Chinese New Year."

Mo Qiuran, Chu Zihang and the principal sat opposite each other across an oak table. The train was speeding through the dark night, but almost no sound could be heard inside, not even the slightest vibration. The carriage was decorated in a typical European style, with a dark green sofa embroidered with gold thread and various artistic patterns on the walls, revealing luxury in its low-key style.

"Thank you, President. There is an old Chinese saying that food is the first necessity of the people." Mo Qiuran took the tea and drank it all in one gulp. He sighed, "I ate too much meat just now and I was a little sick of it. This cup of tea is just in time."

Chu Zihang took a sip of tea and nodded silently. His current personality is ____ (fill in the blank).

"I don't mean anything else. I'm just curious." The principal didn't pay attention to Chu Zihang's actions. During this period, he had fully understood the two of them through the information provided by Norma and the communication with Professor Schneider. Naturally, he already knew that Chu Zihang was a taciturn person, and Mo Qiuran...

To be honest, it was the first time that the principal heard such an evaluation from Professor Schneider.

"This is because we have excellent awareness of being workers." Mo Qiuran replied.

"Working people's consciousness?" The principal was stunned.

"Yes, as a worker, of course we hope to have a long working time and a long time off work, but as an excellent worker we cannot skip work directly, so we can only finish what we need to do as soon as possible." Mo Qiuran explained seriously, "Isn't the goal of Kassel Academy to slay dragons? Slaying a dragon means working and eating means off work, so we have to slay the dragon quickly before we can go off work!"

"...makes...sense." The principal said hesitantly. Why did these words sound fine yet seemed weird?

"That makes sense!" Mo Qiuran nodded, then asked curiously, "Principal, I heard Professor Schneider say before that this is the pure-blooded dragon clan?"

"Yes." When the principal answered, he suddenly remembered what Professor Schneider had said to him - "He always says something unexpected and shocking."

"So, it's this small?" Mo Qiuran's face showed disappointment, "Is there a bigger one? The kind that won't turn into a human?"

"Why do you ask such a question?" the principal wondered.

"Because after I heard that there are dragons in the world, I wanted to try what dragon meat tastes like. But if this dragon can turn into a human, even if it only looks like one on the surface, it would feel a bit weird, and I would have no desire." Mo Qiuran looked very melancholy.

headmaster:"……"

Chapter 76: Principal, we will follow you from now on!

Outrageous.

It’s really outrageous!

The principal felt an emotion that he hadn't experienced for a long time. He originally thought that Mo Qiuran asked "Are there any big pure-blood dragons" because the battle ended very quickly and seemed very easy, and he might have looked down on him. He asked "Can't turn into a human" because the other party had created such a big trouble by disguising themselves as humans, so was there any way to prevent it... Just when he was about to imagine Mo Qiuran as an excellent student who was extremely capable and good at thinking, he heard Mo Qiuran's answer.

So all the fantasies in my mind shattered like a dream.

It turns out that this guy was thinking about whether dragon meat is edible!

Why do you think of eating?

"So far, the college has not conducted any research in this area, but almost all case phenomena have shown that careless contact with dragon blood and dragon meat will cause mutations in the body. This is irreversible permanent damage, especially for hybrids." The principal immediately persuaded.

He didn't want his future outstanding students to die one day because of [using dragon meat and dragon blood]... That would be even more miserable than the S-class who committed suicide by shooting himself forty years ago!

"And at present, it seems that the dragon race can basically be transformed into a state that is no different from humans." The principal added when he saw that Mo Qiuran was still eager to make a move.

"Oh..." Mo Qiuran's face was full of disappointment.

So what's there to be disappointed about this kind of thing?

"Ahem... the ice crystal that contained the pure-blooded dragon has been transported back to the school. It is extremely rare to find a dragon corpse that is completely preserved, especially in its cocooned state. This is unprecedented research material," the principal changed the subject. "I have decided to give you a reward."

"Individual?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, personally, because it involves your Word Spirits." The principal nodded, and he finally became serious, because this involved one of the main purposes of his visit today, "Chu Zihang's Word Spirit is known, Word Spirit Jun Yan, serial number 89, which is a high-risk Word Spirit. According to the regulations of the academy, this needs to be filed and strictly controlled."

"Since it is a rule, there is a possibility of tampering with it?" Mo Qiuran instantly understood what the principal meant.

"That's right," the principal nodded. "Only the student's instructor and the principal have the right to view the Word Spirit Files, so we just need to have all the staff of the Executive Department sign a confidentiality agreement. Professor Schneider is the head of the Executive Department, and he does a good job. He trusts his people, and he also made a promise for the student Finkel who is still in the 'bathroom'. The actions of the Executive Department will be recorded in reports and videos, but only the head of the Executive Department and the principal have the right to view them...so this matter will be kept secret."

"It sounds like they are taking advantage of the rules within the system to collude with each other for personal gain..." Mo Qiuran said after thinking for a while.

"From a certain perspective, that's true..." The principal found that he could not refute what Mo Qiuran said. Of course, he could not directly admit it.

"So we are worried about the people above us?" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized, "I understand, Principal! We decided to follow you, and we can enjoy the good life in secret! Do we need any token of allegiance or something like that? If necessary, we only need one target..."

"Stop! We are not bandits. We don't need such professional jargon." The principal hurriedly stopped him and gave a pale explanation, "Moreover, concealment is a way to deal with unreasonable systems. Special cases should be treated specially!"

Damn, sometimes it seems like having students who are too smart isn’t a good thing!

Although what Mo Qiuran said seemed to be correct in a sense, it was still not good to say it so bluntly!

"I understand, I understand!" Mo Qiuran had an expression that said "I understand everything."

"What on earth do you understand?" The principal wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to, for fear that Mo Qiuran would see something and scare him.

"Ahem... let's not talk about this... where is my Word Spirit?" Mo Qiuran changed his topic to another one that interested him and asked, "To be honest, I still don't know what my Word Spirit is."

"Hurry up and tell me! Say one quickly, and from now on I will say that my Word Spirit is that one!" Mo Qiuran thought to himself.

"Your Word Spirit... has not yet been determined. You can condense ice crystals out of thin air, which means you can control the moisture in the air. You can also quickly create an ice shield that is so thin that it can withstand the full force of the Word Spirit Jun Yan. These already mean that your Word Spirit is definitely very powerful. The result given by Norma is very likely to be the Word Spirit Ice Emperor, whose serial number has not yet been found." The principal looked at Mo Qiuran, "And, according to Professor Schneider's description, your bloodline level may be very high, higher than A-level."

"S-level?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"It seems that you have learned a lot of information in advance," the principal was not confused. After all, according to the information, Mo Qiuran and Tang Zi were very close, and judging from the degree of control and application of the Word Spirit, it was definitely not the first time they fought. It was normal to know a lot about the Dragon Clan in advance, so he had not spent time introducing and explaining some basic knowledge about the Dragon Clan from the beginning to now. "Yes, it is very likely that bloodline class will affect the strength of the Word Spirit. This is also the reason why your ice can restrict Chu Zihang's Jun Yan... I have to say that your cooperation is exquisite."

"So are there any special rewards for S-level?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows, not worrying at all about what would happen if the Husky mixed into the wolf pack and accidentally became the wolf king.

"It's just speculation at the moment. If you are really S-level, the treatment will naturally be very high. The school hasn't had a new S-level student in forty years. After admission, there will be a 3E exam, which will determine the student's bloodline level. Since you entered school very early... I will arrange a private 3E exam for you in advance, and then wait until September for you to enter school with the same class of freshmen to take the formal 3E exam." The principal thought for a moment and said.

"Wait, Principal, I suddenly have a very serious question to ask." Mo Qiuran raised his hand.

"Please speak." The principal was ready to go.

"Does our school still have summer vacation?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course. We are a full-time boarding school, but we have holidays during winter and summer vacations as well as holidays! There is absolutely no such thing as postponed holidays like in China!" said the principal.

"...So we come here to take classes for two months and then go back, and then come back in two months? And the airfare, travel expenses, accommodation, food and so on are all included, and there is also a scholarship?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"To be precise, you don't actually have any courses," the principal corrected.

"The school is really wealthy!" Mo Qiuran gave a thumbs up.

Isn’t this a free two-month trip to the United States, with food, accommodation and travel all included, and also bonus money?

It’s like divine treatment!

"The board of directors is indeed very rich, so the school is also very rich." The principal said that it was not his own money that was spent anyway.

"Principal, you can tell at a glance that you are someone who can do great things. I will follow you. The school board does not exist for me!" Mo Qiuran immediately patted his chest and said confidently.

"In fact, I, your principal, am also a member of the school board and the nominal leader..." The principal thought to himself, is the split between himself and the other members of the secret party so obvious?

Why does this guy seem so sure?

Or did someone else tell him the news?

Chapter 77: Afternoon Tea Invitation from the Principal

"I originally wanted to give you an entrance counseling session... The purpose of this counseling session is to help students who don't know about the dragon race to accept the fact that the dragon race exists and that we are all mixed-bloods," the principal said, "Now it seems that this is no longer necessary."

"Actually, it is still necessary. We are just newbies who only found out about the existence of dragons in this world two and a half months ago." Mo Qiuran said seriously.

Chu Zihang drank his tea silently, and when he noticed the look in Mo Qiuran's eyes, he had no choice but to nod.

The principal was silent. So, did you develop and awaken the Word Spirit in just half a month and just now you killed the second generation of species?

What a liar!

"Okay, then let's talk about some serious topics, about the origin of hybrids, and the issues that high-blood students need to pay attention to the most," said the principal. "The history of hybrids can be traced back to the beginning of human history. At that time, the earth was barren and the fire of civilization had not yet been ignited. It was the dragons who taught humans how to use fire and tools. That was the beginning of human civilization, but also the beginning of endless slavery. The dragons helped humans to train them into qualified slave livestock, so as to satisfy the innate desire for tyranny and the nature of conquest in their blood."

"It sounds like humans training hunting dogs." Mo Qiuran said.

"Yes, similar, but humans are different from hounds. Humans have thoughts and wisdom. After such slavery lasted for a long time, revolution and resistance naturally emerged. It was a war with almost no hope. In order to see the dawn of victory, our ancestors tried many methods. People generally believed that the most likely way to succeed was to obtain the same strength and body as the dragons. So the offspring of humans and pure-blooded dragons were born, but they were not hybrids. They were monsters between humans and dragons, with no reason and only knowing how to kill, Deadpool." The principal said, "The appearance of Deadpool almost cut off this plan, but some people were unwilling to give up, so those people used that monster as a mating tool, and after another generation... hybrids were born."

"What a heavy history." Mo Qiuran said softly. Even he did not smile at this time. Although he was not a mixed-race, he still felt the same when he heard such things.

"Your answer is really unexpected. Everyone I've met before, including myself, had the first reaction of disgust when they learned about this little-known history," the principal was a little surprised. "In order to cover up this fact, the history textbooks of Kassel College even deleted the existence of Deadpool. Most people believe that the first generation was born with mixed blood... The darkness behind that story is so heavy and absurd that we don't even dare to release it."

"No matter what the purpose of the person who did this was, whether it was for power or for humanity to win the war... Anyway, that is already in the past. As a modern person, how many thousands of years have I lived away from that time? I don't know the truth because time has covered up everything, so I can't make any comments. If I say it's good, it means ignoring sacrifices. If I say it's bad, it means blindly criticizing from a moral high ground. I don't like to be a keyboard warrior... So I can only describe it as heavy." Mo Qiuran replied, "I care more about your intention in talking about this matter specifically, Principal."

"Yes, you are a very smart student," the principal smiled, "Then let's talk about the main purpose of my visit today, regarding the bloodline class of mixed-bloods. I believe you have already experienced the difference in treatment between the high and low classes in the academy."

"Like the difference between the nobles and serfs in the Middle Ages?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"That's a bit exaggerated... The academy treats students of all classes equally. The difference in treatment is an irrefutable fact, but there is a reason for this difference in treatment. When facing out-of-control half-bloods and pure-blooded dragons, students with higher bloodline classes also serve as the main force in combat. They are treated well because they bear greater risks." The principal explained.

"So, Principal, you want to talk to us?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows.

"While high-class bloodlines have great strength, they also face a serious problem, which is the high proportion of dragon blood in the body," said the principal. "Excessively excellent bloodlines bring powerful words and bodies, and also bring more influence from the dragon clan... The proportion of dragon blood can be increased through certain taboo means, and once it exceeds the critical limit of 50%, it will inevitably grow to a higher proportion and become a beast that only knows how to kill - Deadpool."

"That sounds bad." Mo Qiuran said.

"It's very bad. Once you become Deadpool, you can never recover. Then your former teammates will become enemies, and you may even have to kill and bury them with your own hands. That will be a complete tragedy." The principal looked at Mo Qiuran, then at Chu Zihang. "You are the best students I have ever seen as the principal. I hope I won't see that happen."

"Don't worry, Principal, you will never see that day!" Mo Qiuran said confidently. He was indeed full of confidence... Because how could he degenerate without dragon blood in his body? Degenerate into a two-dimensional game nerd?

The principal was silent.

I always feel like what Mo Qiuran said sounds a little off?

……

The strong wind brought by the speeding train blew up the fallen leaves, the whistle sounded, the train gradually slowed down, slid into the platform, the carriage opened, and Mo Qiuran, who had changed into school uniforms, Chu Zihang, and Finkel, who had gone to the toilet and didn't come back until the station was almost reached, and the principal walked out together.

"There will be no classes arranged for you in these two months. You can freely choose the courses you want to study and adapt yourself first. You can then start formal studies with your classmates next semester," said the principal.

"So it's okay not to go to class, right?" Mo Qiuran's eyes immediately lit up.

"Oh... this... is right..." The principal fell into deep thought. How about arranging some courses for them? Otherwise, it seemed like something big was going to go wrong!

"So can we go to the library?" Mo Qiuran asked, "We are very interested in the history of the dragon race!"

"Of course," the principal breathed a sigh of relief. "I will arrange a 3E test for you as soon as possible to determine your bloodline class. The academy has an artificial intelligence Norma in charge of access to many places. If you don't have a student card of the corresponding level, you can't pass...Fingal?"

"I'm here!" Finkel, who had been trying to eliminate his presence, could only answer.

"Professor Schneider has no other students under him, so you will be responsible for taking them to familiarize themselves with the campus environment first." The principal said, "Also, I may invite you to my office for afternoon tea in a few days."

"Thank...thank you, Principal!" said Finkel.

"Then let's separate here first. I need to deal with the matter of the pure-blooded dragon. Some people must be waiting anxiously." The principal smiled and got into a special car that had been waiting outside the platform for a long time and left.

"Senior, are you so happy about having afternoon tea with the principal? I feel like you are so excited that you are about to cry." Mo Qiuran asked while holding back a laugh.

"I am more than just excited," Finkel looked up at the sky, stubbornly saying, "My eyes are filled with tears! You have no idea what a legend the principal is! Every student in the school feels honored to be invited to afternoon tea by the principal!"

Chapter 3: What to do about the E exam? Mo Qiuran: King bomb!

"So should I return the 20% that I'm missing?" After Finkel took Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang to another car and drove a fairly long winding mountain road, they got off outside a cast iron carved gate and immediately chased after Mo Qiuran to ask.

"Ah? What? What 20%?" Mo Qiuran looked confused and looked at the European-style buildings inside the school gate.

"That's what we agreed on before!" said Finkel.

"Senior, you said it was already agreed upon. How can you go back on your word and change it?" Mo Qiuran patted his shoulder and said, "Besides, Senior, I am also thinking about you. In business, honesty is the foundation. If you change your mind every day, no one will do business with you in the future!"

"Junior, you are even more of a scoundrel than I am!" Finkel was in tears.

"To make money, it's not shameful!" Mo Qiuran relaxed a little, "However, if you are willing to tell me something, Liu Si seems to be acceptable..."

"What's the matter?" Finkel began to retreat with a vigilant look on his face.

"Don't be like this. Do you think I'm the kind of person who likes to make things difficult for others?" Mo Qiuran spread his hands.

"You don't look like it," Finkel shook his head, "You are!"

"Looks like there's nothing to talk about..." Mo Qiuran thought.

"No, no, no! Let's talk it over! We can discuss business!" Finkel tried to persuade him. "Brother, tell me what it is first. I am only a D-rank now and I don't have any authority!"

"It's okay, it's just a very simple question," Mo Qiuran rubbed his hands, "I have test anxiety, so what I want to know is, what exactly is this 3E test, and what does it test?"

"...That's it?" Finkel looked skeptical.

"Yes, that's it. It's very simple, right?" Mo Qiuran said, "Just tell me what the test is about. The income from subsequent portraits and news will be 60% and 40% respectively. I'll take 60% and you take 40%!"

"Once you've said it!" Finkel stretched out his strong big hand.

"It's hard to catch up with him!" Mo Qiuran high-fived him.

"Good! You've found the right person. As for who in this school knows the 3E exam best, besides the person who sets the test, it's me, Finkel!" Finkel instantly became high-spirited, and his previous depression was swept away. "A normal 3E exam is to give you a blank paper and a pencil without any hints, and then play a recording of dragon script. For mixed-bloods, dragon script will resonate with the spirit and produce clairvoyance. Dragon script is a kind of hieroglyphics. The clairvoyance you produce will allow you to 'see' some things, and then those things will be used as the basis for determining your bloodline class!"