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

"Anyway, I like this son-in-law very much." Luan Qingzi muttered as she let go of his hand.

“It’s not decided yet…” Tang Tian was just like the cabbage owner who watched helplessly as his cabbages were about to be taken away but refused to believe it.

"Xiao Zi's personality is like mine," Luan Qingzi's eyes became dangerous again, staring at Tang Tian, ​​"If I fall in love with someone, I won't change it even if I die. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand... Can we not say such unlucky things?" Tang Tian hugged her carefully.

"Hmph!" Luan Qingzi rolled her eyes and snorted coldly.

But he didn't get rid of him.

……

Although Mo Qiuran said good night to Tang Zi, he hadn't gone to bed yet, because he wasn't sleepy and had other things to do, so he sat down at the desk as soon as he finished washing up.

Chu Zihang was not in a hurry to sleep. After washing up, he sat at another desk and started reading the book "Advanced Latin".

The only sounds left in the dormitory were the rustling of Mo Qiuran's pencil on the sketch paper and the occasional flipping of pages from Chu Zihang. Given the looks of these two people... at this moment the scene was as beautiful as a painting, but it was a pity that no one could appreciate it.

Not long after, Mo Qiuran finished the sketch. He picked it up, compared it with the projection in his mind, then took a photo and sent it to Lu Mingfei.

Qiufengranjin: [Look, my new work! ]

After a while.

Mingming: [Oh my god, boss, so cool! Is this Yuri from Red Alert 2? It's a perfect replica!]

Mo Qiuran nodded with satisfaction.

The tool man is quite self-conscious!

Qiu Feng Ran Jin: [Hahaha, it’s okay, it’s okay. By the way, how are you and Su Xiaoqiang doing? ]

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat.

Mingming: [Not bad...grinning.]

In fact, to be precise, it was very good, especially after he wished her happy birthday with roses that day and then met her parents unexpectedly, the relationship between Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang can be said to have reached a milestone.

But every time Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang got close, the girl as white as ice and snow would always subconsciously flash through his mind... He knew it must be a fantasy because if he had seen that girl before, he would definitely not forget it, but inexplicably Lu Mingfei always felt that it seemed like a real person.

Since that day, the strange little boy has never appeared again, as if he had disappeared, but Lu Mingfei always felt that he was like a poisonous snake, hiding in a corner where he could not find him, and would jump out and bite him when he relaxed his attention.

Like a devil from hell, he will not rest until he sees himself fall into depravity and death.

Whenever he thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and then he remembered what Mo Qiuran had told him, that if he saw someone with glowing eyes, he must tell him, but... does what he saw in a dream count?

Chapter 91: Fingel's Ultimate Whitewashing Service

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [Oh, you're still shy? Okay, I won't ask you anymore. I've just arrived at school not long ago and I've been dealing with a lot of things. I'm so tired, I'm going to bed right away.]

Mingming: [Boss, you've caused so many things that it sounds a bit fanciful... Did you blow up the school? ]

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [??? Why? Do I often bomb the school?]

Mingming: [No, of course not, I just feel that this kind of thing is very consistent with your temperament, Boss!]

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [I didn’t blow up the school, but it was almost the same. I just dealt with a… school bully? ]

Caesar, who had just answered a call from Percy, sneezed for no apparent reason and looked down at the swimming pool with a puzzled look on his face. With his golden hair and ice-blue eyes, he actually looked a little... cute?

Do I have a cold?

Can mixed-bloods catch colds?

"A powerful family that can make the Gattuso family jealous...it's becoming more and more interesting, but that's what makes it more interesting." Caesar shook his head, picked up the bath towel and put it on himself and walked towards the villa. Kassel College has student dormitories, but there are also single-family villas for rent, but... it costs money.

Mingming: [I heard there are a lot of bullies in American schools! Boss, are you okay? ]

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [Of course it’s okay, who am I, your boss? I’m just a school bully! Your boss is now a big shot in the whole school! ]

Mingming: [Boss is brave, invincible, mighty and wise! ]

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [Alright, alright, no more talking. I’ll conquer the land here first, and you can enjoy it next year when you come here... Wait, why does it sound a little weird? Who is the boss, you or me? ]

Mingming: [Boss, your generosity towards me is so touching that I want to bow down to you and devote myself to you until my death... But are you really sure about my going to that school? You're making me panic!]

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [Of course I’m not sure. My bets are always 50-50. Don’t worry!]

Mingming: [Boss, do you believe what you said...]

Qiu Feng Jian Ran: [Ahahaha… Of course I believe it, this is my sense of ritual! Okay, no more chatting, I’m going to sleep. ]

Mingming: [Goodbye, Boss.]

Autumn Wind Dyeing: [Bye bye bye! Come on, take down the little goddess as soon as possible! ]

After sending this sentence, Mo Qiuran’s QQ avatar turned gray. Lu Mingfei typed three periods and sent it, then scratched his head, lay back and exhaled.

In the end, he still didn't tell Mo Qiuran about the little boy, maybe because he thought Mo Qiuran wouldn't believe it, or maybe because of a mysterious premonition from his heart... It was as if that was something only he should know, and once it was told, it would lead to some unimaginable changes.

Bad changes.

……

White doves danced in the early morning sunshine accompanied by the melodious morning bells, and sometimes landed on the dewy Bermuda lawn and jumped a few steps. Handsome men and beautiful women in dark green school uniforms similar to suits were already walking around the campus. Their faces and figures that were very different from those of Asians reminded Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang all the time that they were already in a foreign country.

But it was obvious that this would not cause any trouble to Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang. At this moment, they were walking on the red cobblestone path in the campus. Chu Zihang looked straight ahead and Mo Qiuran looked around with appreciation. Considering their looks, this was undoubtedly a nice scenery. It was a pity that there was a person who spoiled the scenery around them. It looked like a piece of dirt mixed in the poetic and picturesque scene.

Finkel, no matter how good his foundation is, can't stand his messy hair and unshaven face, paired with clothes that look like they haven't been changed for a week. He is also breathing heavily and has a hollow look in his eyes. His whole body exudes an aura called "decadence".

Norma sent a message early in the morning, saying that Professor Schneider asked Finkel to take them to the executive department.

"So many beautiful young ladies greeted me. It seems that my appearance has reached the point where it can shock the world and make ghosts cry." After nodding and smiling at a blonde beauty, Mo Qiuran said self-indulgently.

"Ha... Junior, look carefully, the eyes of those pretty ladies are full of murderous intent..." Finkel yawned, then stretched his arms hard. The loose clothes could not hide the bulging muscles. After a crackling sound, he finally became much more sober.

"It turns out that my appearance is so good that I can't exist in this world? Oh, what a shame." Mo Qiuran sighed.

"Junior, they want to kill you just because they are all members of the student union's ballet troupe," Finkel pointed out mercilessly, "They can also be said to be Caesar's number one fan club... Although with the huge power of the Gattuso family, Caesar's bride is probably already decided, but even if she is just a lover, she is still a phoenix flying up the tree. At this time, you suddenly jumped out and killed Caesar. They can't wait to kill you to please Caesar."

"Damn it, is that really how it is? Things change over time, don't look down on the young and poor!" Mo Qiuran looked sad and angry.

"Given that you just defeated someone, isn't it inappropriate to say this..." Finkel said weakly.

"It's not important. What's important is that I'm in a weak position now, so this kind of protagonist speech is very suitable for me," Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "By the way, senior, why are you so weak and look like you haven't woken up yet?"

"It's all for you, my junior fellow student!" Finkel immediately perked up, and it was obvious that he had been waiting for Mo Qiuran to say this for a long time.

"How should I put it?" Mo Qiuran cooperated.

"Of course it's to protect your reputation, junior brother!" Finkel said with a righteous look on his face. "After you defeated Caesar last night, a bunch of people on the Night Watch forum said that you won unfairly and were just a clever guy. As a senior, how could I tolerate such a thing? Of course, I immediately started arguing with them!"

"Then senior, you must be the final winner, right?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course. As the president of the news agency, I am best at deceiving people...arguing with people!" Finkel quickly changed his words halfway through his speech, "After spending time, energy, and the damage to my body caused by staying up late, I successfully convinced them all! Now they are all convinced that you won, and they dare not say anything back!"

"Senior, are you afraid that you will just put them on the silent ban plan?"

"How did you know?" Finkel was surprised.

"No wonder they are so angry!" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized.

"Small problems, all small problems!" Finkel said hurriedly, "As the president of a news agency, I have mastered the art of controlling public opinion. As long as you need it, I can arrange the ultimate whitewashing service for you!"

"Then do you have to ask for some compensation? Otherwise it would be so embarrassing?" Mo Qiuran said.

"Well, as a senior, it's my duty to do this!" Finkel rubbed his hands with anticipation, "Of course, if you are kind enough to give me a share, it's not impossible..."

Chapter 92: The Madman in the Execution Department and the Goblin in the Equipment Department

"The executive department has an independent training building, and when commanding operations, it is usually in the general command room on the top floor of the library, because Norma's computer room is located below the library... Norma is a super artificial intelligence computer, which is considered to be the world's top one." Finkel introduced it with great enthusiasm, and all the sleepiness disappeared.

All this was because Mo Qiuran redistributed the benefits to him back to 73.

Although only 20% is to be returned, based on the popularity of topics related to Mo Qiuran now... that is also a considerable amount of money.

"Top in the world... not number one?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"I'm not sure. Just like Russia has Dawasili, China has Hongmeng, Britain has Elizabeth, and Japan has Kaguya-hime... every country that is strong enough has its own artificial intelligence supercomputer, but ordinary people don't know about it. There has never been a real fight between the supercomputers. If we have to say which one is stronger, Norma is definitely stronger. After all, it is the origin of computers... but the gap is getting smaller with the passage of time," Finkel said. "Oh, by the way, let me correct you. Japan's Kaguya-hime was established with the help of the United States... but now the Japanese branch seems to have no connection with the headquarters."

"I once heard a saying that the technologies that ordinary people in the world can access were developed ten years ago," Mo Qiuran sighed, "It seems to be true."

"Yes, the era of big data has actually arrived a long time ago, but it will take ten years for ordinary people to be exposed to this term... but in fact, there is a price to pay for being exposed to all this in advance," Finkel shrugged and said, "Being selected is not a good thing, junior brother, especially since you are an S, that is, a genius among geniuses, and a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Do you need a little advice from me, a senior?"

"Compared to that, I'm more curious about why you are so sure that I am S." Mo Qiuran thought that if he wanted to make a suggestion to Finkel, he would have to start talking about the profit sharing again.

In fact, Mo Qiuran knew that Finkel didn't care about the money, and neither did he, but they both pretended to take the share very seriously, so this originally useless thing became useful... This is how demand determines value.

"It's very simple. I, your senior, have studied in this school for six years and will soon be in my seventh year. Some things can be judged even with experience!" Finkel said proudly, "According to the records in the Dragon Bloodline Theory, hybrids can only come from hybrids. It is impossible for pure humans to give birth to hybrids. Therefore, basically most hybrids are registered in Norma from the moment they are born. There are very few exceptions. However, you appeared, and there are two of you at once, and your bloodline level is so high, which means that you are special enough."

"What's the relationship between special and S-level?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"There is no direct connection between them, but it is precisely because you suddenly appeared and are so special that you deserve careful observation. This is the intuition of my news agency president!" Finkel said proudly, "Perhaps you don't understand what it means for two freshmen to team up to solve a second-generation species before they even enter the school. We generally call such guys... perverts!"

"It sounds like cursing." Mo Qiuran commented.

"Use derogatory words in a positive way," Finkel said, "Although that second-generation creature is ridiculously stupid... but it is definitely not something that A can actually solve. Do you think you can just meet the principal casually? He is S-level, a well-deserved legend, the number one half-blood! You can imagine what it means for someone of his status to be specially dispatched, so I decided to take a gamble! I have already opened a handicap on whether you are S-level on the Night Watcher forum, and I am just waiting to make a fortune in the 3E exam that the principal will arrange for you tomorrow. You better do your best!"

"Senior, I like people like you who are frank!" Mo Qiuran smiled happily.

"…This is just the opening. We are not using your news to make money, so we will not participate in the profit sharing!" Finkel reacted immediately.

"It seems to make sense. If I operate secretly, the loss will be even greater..." Mo Qiuran seemed to be thinking about something.

"We're here!" Finkel quickly interrupted Mo Qiuran and changed the subject.

The training building of the executive department also looks like a medieval European building from the outside, but the style inside is completely different. The cold white light pours down on the black tile floor, and the walls are painted white without a trace of other colors. They are sharp-edged and look sunny and romantic from the outside, but the inside is rigid and cold, and you can't even hear any sound.

Dead silence and coldness, this is the feeling you get after entering this building.

"This is the style of the Execution Department. The only people who can enter the Execution Department and survive are either training maniacs or lunatics," Finkel said to Mo Qiuran mysteriously, and then showed a hint of regret. "It's a pity that you were chosen by Professor Schneider. As his student, you will definitely enter the Execution Department in the future... I will miss you, my junior brother!"

"It sounds like a dangerous place...what does that anti-radiation sign mean?!" Mo Qiuran asked in shock, pointing at the warning sign on the wall.

"Be careful of the fissionable material. Aren't there Chinese and English words written on it? Junior, are you nearsighted? This situation is relatively rare among mixed-bloods... Junior, you are really special!" said Finkel.

"I'm not nearsighted, I'm just shocked!" Mo Qiuran was confused, "Why would you put this in the training building? Are you conducting nuclear tests here?"

"Sometimes, the things made by the goblins in the Equipment Department are stored here... Isn't it normal for the Executive Department's training building to have some conventional weapons depots? We can't run to the ice cellar to get them every time, that would be too troublesome." Finkel said.

"Since when are nuclear bombs considered conventional weapons!" Mo Qiuran was shocked again.

"Don't worry, even though the things made by the Equipment Department have explosive functions, they are still very safe. Just follow their instructions," Finkel patted Mo Qiuran on the shoulder to calm him down. "The Equipment Department usually conducts nuclear tests in the desert, so don't worry!"

"So the school can actually make nuclear bombs?" Mo Qiuran stood in awe. "Your school has the potential to become a top terrorist organization in the world!"

"It will be our school soon." Finkel kindly reminded.

"What a surprising piece of good news..." said Mo Qiuran.

"You are here." A hoarse voice sounded. Several people looked and saw that it was Professor Schneider. He appeared at the stairs at some point and it seemed like he had been there for quite a while.

"Come with me."

Before Mo Qiuran could start the "you come, I come" joke between Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng, Professor Schneider finished speaking and turned around.

Chapter 93: Equipment Technology, Shocking! "Xiang"-style Production Products

"Then can I leave first?" Finkel raised his hand and asked.

"Come together. I can't say much, so you introduce them to the junior classmate." Professor Schneider said.

Upon hearing this, Finkel's face suddenly fell.

"New students usually have a centralized basic physical fitness test, and the entire gymnasium will be cleared for the test. But this time, since there are only two of you, I will arrange your test here." Professor Schneider led them to an iron-gray alloy door and swiped their card on a card reader. After Norma's prompt of "Identity verified, welcome, Professor Schneider", the heavy door automatically slid open to both sides, revealing the scene inside.

"Oh my god...it looks very expensive!" Mo Qiuran exclaimed, "How much can it sell for if it's stolen?"

"The things here are really expensive, but if you steal them, you can only sell them as scrap metal, because these things are not designed for ordinary people to use." Finkel seemed to have finally accepted the reality, taking over the role of Professor Schneider and began to explain to Mo Qiuran, "For example, this Smith machine, doesn't it look different from ordinary ones?"

"The counterweights on both sides are wrapped, and the alloy rod in the middle is very thick." Mo Qiuran said.

"Yes, because the physical fitness of hybrids is far superior to that of ordinary people. Even without activating the Word Spirit, most people in the academy can easily break the world record. This situation is even more obvious for some hybrids with body-enhancing Word Spirits, especially after activating the Word Spirit. It's like going from martial arts to fantasy." Finkel said.

"Senior, you know a lot about novels!" said Mo Qiuran.

"It's okay, I can be considered half an insider!" Finkel said proudly.

"Ahem!" Professor Schneider coughed twice, interrupting the topic that was already beginning to deviate. Now he had mastered the method of dealing with students like Mo Qiuran, which was to let people who could chat with him talk to him. In this way, he only needed to pay attention to whether the topic deviated and did not need to think about how to answer according to Mo Qiuran's ideas. It was simply perfect!

"So, in view of this situation, the academy had to make some special equipment for training and testing purposes," Finkel patted the Smith machine that looked particularly large, bloated and weird. "For example, this Smith machine was customized by the Executive Department and manufactured by the Equipment Department. It can be said to be one of the few products without an explosive function. What has been modified is the counterweights on both sides... It's not like the ordinary barbell plates. It's bilateral hydraulic power! The minimum is zero and the maximum can reach 60 tons!"