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

As soon as Mo Qiuran finished speaking, the door of the bell tower was pushed open with a "dong" sound, and an old man dressed as a cowboy leaned against the door that had suddenly opened and said so.

Mo Qiuran thought seriously for a while and then said with a shocked expression, "Has the internal factional struggle in the school become so serious? It's really terrible. In fact, Vice Principal, we are all people who can give up the dark and join the light, but the conditions you offer don't seem to be very tempting."

Chu Zihang remained silent, his eyes fixed on the half-empty bottle of whiskey in the old cowboy's hand... In fact, one could tell that the old cowboy was drinking heavily without this, because the smell of alcohol was overwhelming even from five meters away, which made Chu Zihang inevitably worried whether the vice-president in this state could still carry out the dragon research that the principal had mentioned before.

"What? Isn't this attractive enough? Lifeguards are the ones who can legitimately come into contact with the most beautiful women in the swimsuit competition!" said the old cowboy.

"But we can do this even if we're not lifeguards..." Mo Qiuran spread his hands, "Besides, we all already have someone we like, so we have no chance of being in the vast forest."

"It's not a good idea for a young man to hang himself on a tree so early! You haven't seen the beauty of the lush forests in this world!" The old cowboy advised with the tone of an experienced person.

"There's nothing I can do. The tree I found probably only has widows who haven't divorced..." Mo Qiuran laughed, then pointed at Chu Zihang, "As for him, with your experience as Vice Principal, you can probably tell how difficult it is for a man like him to fall in love with a girl!"

"Indeed, I wonder what kind of extraordinary woman can make such a piece of wood fall in love..." The principal nodded and expressed his agreement. It was obviously the first time they met, but they started chatting so familiarly... However, it didn't seem very strange to Chu Zihang.

And this vice-principal gives people a feeling... why does he look so familiar?

"Oh, it looks like I can only slowly wait for that old bitch to die..." the old cowboy sighed.

"Vice Principal, aren't you older than the principal?" Mo Qiuran gave a friendly reminder.

"You don't understand this. Just because I'm older than him doesn't necessarily mean I'll die before him. After all, I... grunt... pay a lot of attention to health!" The vice-president said as he took a big gulp of whiskey.

Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang both looked at the extremely obvious number 46 marked on the bottle of whiskey.

Although it is still a big gap compared to the 96-degree Russian specialty "Water of Life", it is still considered a strong liquor. The way you drink it doesn't seem to have much to do with health! The two thought.

"But now I still have to work for him... burp... let's go! I'll take you to the ice cellar!" said the old cowboy with a hearty burp.

Chapter 108: Mo Qiuran: I heard this thing is very strong?

"The ice cellar is the collective name for the underground facilities of Kassel College, where the experimental sites of the Equipment Department and the Research Department are gathered, as well as the marine and terrestrial biological samples, as well as the alchemy equipment manufacturing, storage, and shelter."

The old cowboy brought Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang to the church and introduced them to the church. When it came to explaining such useful knowledge, the old cowboy seemed surprisingly reliable.

The colorfully painted glass in the church appears dreamy and bright in the sunlight. The sunlight presents paths of light in the air, and there is an ancient sacredness in the silence.

"Then why are we here in the church?" Mo Qiuran asked, his voice echoing in the empty church, "Is it because we need to go through some sacred baptism ceremony before going to a place like the ice cellar?"

"Oh, that's not the case. There are basically no devout believers in Kassel College. After all, God won't show up to help you when you slay a dragon. At most, he'll do it for fun when necessary, for outsiders to see," the old cowboy said, taking another sip of wine. "But if you talk about the baptism ceremony, if you run into those people from the research department, they should use all kinds of disinfection equipment on you... I think that counts?"

"Are they mysophobic?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"It's mysophobia, but it's not mysophobia," said the old cowboy.

"You said it, but you didn't say it." Mo Qiuran has always been very experienced in giving people a taste of their own medicine.

"To be precise, their cleanliness obsession needs to be put in quotation marks, because this cleanliness obsession is towards other people." The old cowboy poured the last bit of wine into his mouth, swallowed it, and then tossed his hand casually. The bottle drew a graceful curve in the air and entered the uniquely shaped trash can. The unique thing was that it had the shape of a lion's head.

To be honest, having such an artistic trash can in a place like a church always makes people feel that it is somewhat out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere. But after the bottle flew into the trash can and made a crisp sound of glass collision, Mo Qiuran understood that it turned out that the old cowboy had done this more than once or twice.

Maybe when the trash can didn't exist originally, the old cowboy just threw it randomly, and then glass shards and wine splashed everywhere. After trying to persuade him in vain, the school had no choice but to install a trash can here, and in order to encourage the vice-principal to throw things there, they even made it in the shape of an animal's head... Maybe it's because they thought cowboys would like to throw lassoes at animals' heads?

"For example, if you want to go to their place, you need to go through the most stringent disinfection and wear a biochemical protective suit. The reason is that you need to prevent contamination from bacteria you carry on your body. And their place is full of hamburgers, chicken wings, cola and garbage thrown everywhere... and they bought them from outside. I remember they once tried to write a paper to prove that these are not junk food, but traditional food."

The old cowboy led them to the side of the church. Once they entered here, the simple and solemn atmosphere before was instantly dissipated. Because there is no natural light here, under the cold light is a white tile floor and a metal elevator door. Next to it is a card reader instead of a button. There are many such situations in Kassel College. Once it appears, it means that permission is required to enter.

"Our school is really full of talented people." Mo Qiuran sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"No one who can come to this school is normal. The more normal he looks to you, the more abnormal he is!" The old cowboy laughed and took out a black card and swiped it across the card reader.

"The surveillance camera detected that you had been drinking before. According to school rules, you are not allowed to enter the ice cellar within 24 hours..." The elevator door did not open with a bang, but Norma's voice was heard.

"Yes, I made that school rule, but I added a parenthesis at the end saying that the vice-principal is exempt from this rule." The old cowboy patted the elevator door. "Okay Norma, I designed and built the ice cellar. I know how to get around here even with my eyes closed!"

The elevator beeped twice and opened, and it seemed as if Norma was convinced.

"The vice principal is so domineering!" Mo Qiuran praised.

"Of course! I'm the vice principal!" the old cowboy said proudly.

After a while...

"Vice Principal, are we lost?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course not, I'm just showing you around the ice cellar! That way you don't have to worry about going the wrong way in the future!" The vice principal said with a wave of his hand, "With your class you can enter most places in the ice cellar, especially you, Mo Qiuran. S-class people have the same power as the principal to some extent, so in order to prevent you from going the wrong way and getting into trouble in the future, I'm showing you around more in advance!"

"So that's how it is!" Mo Qiuran said to himself, "Go on, I won't refute you."

Chu Zihang remained silent. He finally figured out that this kind of trait of wandering between being reliable and unreliable, and being able to keep up with the rhythm of interaction with Mo Qiuran in terms of words...

It's you! Fingle!

……

"This is where the pure-blooded dragon you caught is stored. We should have started research on it on the first day it arrived here. After all, the pure-blooded dragon sample that is in the process of cocooning is most likely the first one captured by the hybrids since they started researching dragons. The research is of great significance..." said the old cowboy, "But the ice cannot be melted, so we can only seal it up and isolate it."

Finally they found the way. With the help of Norma, the most reliable person in Kassel Academy, an important location like the ice cellar was naturally equipped with surveillance cameras and loudspeakers everywhere.

As for the old cowboy's excuses like "They actually changed the decoration style", "If the mark I left back then hadn't been covered up, I wouldn't have lost it", "I rarely go to the ice house through the church route"...

Just listen.

"We used space rocket insulation materials to make isolation measures! We made three layers in total!" The researcher next to him, who was covered in white protective clothing and even had a reflective mask, proudly introduced, "Even if we pack up this entire laboratory and drop it from space like a return capsule, there is no possibility of damage!"

"So are we going to start researching inside the return capsule next?" Mo Qiuran started to get excited. "Is this thing really that strong?!"

"Well... its strength lies mainly in heat insulation. As there is no rigid requirement for strength, we did not reinforce it. If it is really dropped from space, it will not be burned but will break into a giant discus." The researcher suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and hurriedly explained.

"Oh..." Mo Qiuran instantly lost interest.

Chapter 109 Mo Qiuran: Small problem, not a big problem, big problem... Bah, inferior goods!

"So this time we are here as thaw workers?" Mo Qiuran said.

"From a factual point of view, it is indeed correct," the old cowboy said, "If you are willing, you can also participate in the research. You only need to complete the "Dragon Physiology", "Alchemy Principles" and "Dragon Clan Genealogy Theory" first, and then undergo at least three months of teaching and operation of various experimental equipment..."

"Stop!" Mo Qiuran interrupted the old cowboy, "I understand the principle, why are there "Alchemy Principles" and "Dragon Family Genealogy Theory"? "

"It's very simple, because the textbooks for these two courses were written by me and that old bitch respectively, so they are equivalent to compulsory courses in our school! Before you complete them, you can't participate in any actions unless you have special approval!" The old cowboy proudly said Mo Qiuran's irrefutable statement.

"Then we should just thaw it," Mo Qiuran made the decision without hesitation, and then extended his index finger, "But before we start, there is one preparation we need to do!"

"Don't worry, our research department is always the most prepared! Whether you have considered it or not, we have already considered it all," the researcher next to him, whose body did not reveal any personal features, said proudly, and he also stepped on the equipment department next door, "We are different from those crazy people in the equipment department who only pursue equivalent and explosion. We are rational and cultured researchers!"

"So that's how it is. The research department is so powerful?" Mo Qiuran clapped his hands in admiration, not sparing his praise.

"Hahaha, not bad!" The researcher laughed heartily. Although his expression could not be seen through the mask, one could imagine the pride on this man's face at this moment.

Chu Zihang couldn't bear it and turned away slightly.

According to Mo Qiuran's habit, the next sentence...

"Then let's remove all the thermal insulation coatings you installed first!" Mo Qiuran said with a smile.

The researcher's hearty laughter came to an abrupt halt. Although his face could not be seen, one could imagine the frozen expression on his face. If one had to make a metaphor, it was probably similar to Zhen Guanxi in front of Lu Zhishen?

……

"Even though I can't see them, I feel like they're planning to kill you..." The old cowboy leaned close to Mo Qiuran and whispered, "Not many people would have their masterpieces dismantled the first time they arrived at the Ice Cellar Research Department! No, to be precise, none! They're worthy of being S-rank!"

"But the reasons I gave were very sufficient." Mo Qiuran said that he was innocent.

"The problem is that the reasons you gave are too convincing. The polar ice needs to absorb a lot of heat to melt, so it must be in a sufficiently open space and also needs to cope with possible impacts... For these researchers, not considering this is equivalent to having their intelligence crushed. They have always claimed to be the smartest," the old cowboy raised his eyebrows, "but this was originally their mistake. What really makes them unhappy is that now they can only transport this thing to the equipment department to thaw because there is no suitable place!"

"Extreme ice?" Mo Qiuran noticed the term used by the old cowboy.

"Yes, extreme ice, as the name suggests, is the extreme of ice. It is recorded in the field of alchemy as being hard, yet warm to the touch, a creation of divine power." The old cowboy's expression was more serious than ever before. "You are a well-deserved pervert for being able to directly use the Word Spirit to create extreme ice, and such a large piece at that.!"

"...Although I can understand what you want to say, Vice Principal, I always feel that this is more like scolding me..." Mo Qiuran was silent for a moment, "Would it be more appropriate to change the word to genius?"

"No! Geniuses can be included in ordinary people, but perverts cannot! Those who can come to this academy are perverts, and you are the pervert among perverts!" The old cowboy patted Mo Qiuran's shoulder with an expression that said, "Boy, I'm very optimistic about you."

"...Thank you for the compliment?" Mo Qiuran tried hard to say these four words.

"You're welcome!" The old cowboy waved his hand, "Let's go to the equipment department! After I dissolve this today, I won't have to bother you to come here again!"

So, after dismantling a laboratory that had just been renovated at great cost in the research department, leaving the place in a mess, the old cowboy brought Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang to the equipment department.

Although there are occasional frictions between the Equipment Department and the Research Department, they are still very cooperative when doing serious work... To be precise, the Equipment Department is extremely cooperative, and the Research Department has to cooperate under the tyranny of the Vice President.

What? How do you know that the Equipment Department is so cooperative? Didn’t you see that the people in the Equipment Department were almost laughing to their ears?

"At times like this, the protective clothing and masks that come standard with the research department members come into play. No matter what expression they show behind their backs, no one else can see it!" Mo Qiuran muttered in a low voice.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward. It was obvious that the movements of the research staff wrapped in protective clothing all froze for a moment... probably because Mo Qiuran had told the truth.

"...That old bitch was right about you!" The old cowboy said to Mo Qiuran after pondering for a moment.

It's really not surprising what he says or does!

……

"I'm Akadullah Ahmed Muhammad Faruq, the Minister of Equipment. You must be the S-ranked freshman Mo Qiuran who has just gone viral on the Night Watch forum, right? Nice to meet you! Hahaha, this is the first time in all these years that I've seen someone from the Research Department get humiliated! I'm so happy!"

The Minister of Equipment Department was an Arab who looked very Arab, with a bright smile on his face that fully blossomed after the people from the Research Department left without wanting to stay for a moment.

"It's Minister Akadullah! Nice to meet you!" Mo Qiuran said seriously, "May I ask how the Equipment Department developed equipment like X-ray Eyes? Can you provide me with one? The price is negotiable!"

"What? X-ray vision?" Minister Akadullah was stunned. "We haven't researched it yet?"

"What? So they haven't figured it out? Then how did you see the people in the research department being frustrated?" Mo Qiuran was shocked. "Could it be that your words are perspective?"

"Uh... not really!" Minister Akadullah was a little confused by Mo Qiuran. Why did he suddenly jump to this topic?

"Let's get started quickly!" The old cowboy couldn't bear to watch it anymore, mainly because he was already extremely hungry for the cocooned dragon wrapped in extreme ice.

So everyone came to a slightly wide experimental well. On the walls around the well were various obvious traces of the explosion. In the center was the huge ice crystal that was transported here. On top was a closable circular arc top, but it was open at this time, and the afternoon sun slanted down.

"What we make is much stronger and more durable than what those people in the research department make!" Akadula said proudly, "It is made of the latest high-strength alloy, which has excellent ductility, corrosion resistance, etc., and its high temperature resistance is top-notch! Because the vice-president said that a large space is needed, we directly opened the shielding cover to connect to the outside world, which is equivalent to having unlimited space!"

"Is it so powerful?" Mo Qiuran became interested again, "Does it mean that I can release the Word Spirit at will?"

"Of course you can. The experimental wells here can only be destroyed by a bomb as powerful as a nuclear warhead!" Minister Akadullah was very confident.

So, after the old cowboy told Mo Qiuran to what extent he should be thawed, and everyone evacuated to the observation room leaving only Mo Qiuran, Mo Qiuran began.

He closed his eyes and released his domain, and the elements obeyed his orders. The giant ice crystal that the research department had used all kinds of methods to melt or destroy but had failed instantly began to vaporize. Countless amounts of heat were absorbed, and endless cold was released, spreading rapidly along the wellhead of the experimental well. The water vapor in the air instantly condensed into ice chips, and was then swept into the sky by the sudden cold and hot cyclone!

An ice tornado that looked particularly bright in the light due to the tiny ice crystals it contained erupted upward from the wellhead, even causing a violent explosion that shook the glass windows of many buildings!

But even with such a loud noise, most people in Kassel Academy had basically no reaction. The students inside the room at most rolled over or cursed, saying that the equipment department was testing some new weapons... and then they were chilled by a sudden gust of cold wind. Those outside were also attacked by a few cold raindrops, but when they looked up, they found the sky was clear.

Experimental well.

Thick frost covers the walls of the well, and a thick ice cover has even accumulated at the bottom of the well, which is extremely smooth. Above the wellhead, the ground around the wellhead is radiated with a layer of silvery white from the center, refracting dazzling colors in the sunlight.

Mo Qiuran, who was a little out of breath, gave a thumbs up in the direction of the observation window that was also covered with frost. If he just vaporized the ice crystal, it would not consume his physical strength and would not create such a spectacular scene. But Mo Qiuran just heard what Minister Akadula said, and he just wanted to try his current limit... This time he can actually be said to be doing his best!

And this experimental well has completely withstood it, without any problems!It seems that the Haikou Minister Alkadullah boasted is actually true!

Just as he was thinking this, Mo Qiuran suddenly heard a slight cracking sound.

His eyes suddenly became deep.

Coming to the direction where the sound came from, Mo Qiuran took a careful look and could see through the thick ice wall that there seemed to be... a crack that was so tiny that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye?

Did it already exist?

Or...frozen?

It's just a small crack like this, it should be a minor problem at most, right? Mo Qiuran thought.

"Crack! Bang!"

Just as I was thinking this, another sound of metal cracking was heard. Because there was a thick layer of ice between them, the sound sounded quite strange and a bit unsettling...

Mo Qiuran went to the direction of the sound again and found that it was just another equally small crack. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there were only two cracks and it was not a big problem.

Article 3... This is a big problem...

Article 4... Damn it!

Article 5...Do I have to pay compensation?

Article n... Pooh, false propaganda, inferior goods!It has nothing to do with me, I, Mo Qiuran, are innocent!I'm S class, I sweat for school!

A series of rattling sounds sounded, and Mo Qiuran looked up at the sky, thinking of a famous poem - "Qiaocao, miscellaneous bombs, big pearls and small pearls falling on the jade plate."

This is probably the sound...

On the afternoon of May 2007, 5, Mo Qiuran, an S-level special recruit, came to the ice cellar for the first time. In just one hour, he demolished a laboratory in the Kassel Research Department and scrapped an experimental well in the Kassel Equipment Department, thus ending his trip to the ice cellar ahead of schedule.