Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

"When the fire rains down from the sky, you will light a cigar and pour a glass of champagne to pay tribute to your old friends. Your life is waiting for that moment full of performance art."

The vice-president paused and whispered, "But Angé, think about it carefully. You have actually reached a dead end."

"All you want is destruction. You don't care about anything else. But who do you think you are? The goddess of vengeance? Can you fight the whole world for revenge? Even if it means being the enemy of the whole world, it doesn't matter? Forget it. No one can do that."

Ange stood in front of the dark corridor. He looked up at the sky outside the window without a trace of light. He seemed to be thinking, and his back was blurry and distant.

"You are wrong," Ange said solemnly, "It is the god of revenge."

Chapter 167 Final Semester (Part )

When Yuan Zhinu opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a sea of ​​white flowers. If she covered the bed with a sheet and hung a pair of elegiac couplets on the head of the bed, the scene would probably be complete.

After she was exchanged with Yuan Zhisheng, she no longer cared whether anyone came to visit her or not, so during her rest time, people from the Lionheart Society came to visit her.

In order to show their concern for her, the senior sister and senior cadre of the Lionheart Club, they cleared out the flower shops in the college. The flowers in the flower shops were not shipped from outside, but came from the greenhouse of the Department of Genetic Science.

On that day, a greenhouse of white tulips happened to be picked, so the Lionheart Club generously bought them all. The flower language of tulips is "philanthropy, elegance, and wealth", which Vice President Lancelot thought was quite suitable. However, the effect of placing these flowers on the bedside was indeed a bit embarrassing.

So Lancelot wanted to ask someone to buy some flowers of other colors to put on the bedside, but the girl refused with a smile.

She asked the romantic Frenchman, "Where is Chu Zihang?"

"The president is currently on a mission outside. I will be in charge of the Lionheart Club for the time being." Lancelot said apologetically, "But he should be back soon to take the final exams, but the exact time is unknown. Maybe you can check the news."

Yuan Zhinv was puzzled: "News?"

Lancelot considerately handed over his phone, and saw a headline on the news that read "Cape Town Baseball Center Suffered a Terrorist Attack!"

When I clicked on it, I saw that the content said that when the Cape Town Baseball Center was preparing for the baseball finals between local professional teams, a mysterious guy suddenly appeared and blew up the whole building!

There were tens of thousands of spectators waiting outside to enter the venue and witnessed the entire process, which instantly made headlines in local news. I don’t know how many people are discussing this matter now.

Lancelot scratched his head and explained, "Looking at the situation, he should have completed his mission and is on his way back to the academy. You should be able to see him soon."

Yuan Zongnu: "..."

"How cruel." The pale girl said with disdain, "He is indeed a killer. I despise him."

Lancelot really wanted to ask her how she could say such words of contempt for others as killers without batting an eyelid. Didn't she know that she was the biggest killer in Kassel Academy?

Oh, no, that can no longer be called killing the embryo, but killing the epilepsy.

However, Lancelot did not have the courage to say this in the end. He left after the visit. Many people came soon after, many of whom Yuan Zhinv did not even know.

These people had one thing in common, that is, they were all men, and their eyes were red before they even entered the room. When they saw Genjiro lying on the bed, tears instantly fell from their eyes. They were so distressed and worried that Genjiro's hair stood on end, and she simply wanted to draw her sword and kill them all.

At the last moment, the red-haired girl appeared out of nowhere like a witch, and sent away these inexplicable people with just a few words, just like a majestic general.

Yuan Zhinu breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could thank the girl for helping her, that beautiful face suddenly came up to her. The dark red eyes on the plain and flawless face flickered, and Yuan Zhinu could even see her own reflection in it.

"You're back?" Nuonuo blinked and said slowly, "I thought I wouldn't see you this semester."

Yuan Zhinv looked at the face that suddenly came closer to her and said calmly, "I also thought you wouldn't be back this semester."

"Are you really hurt?" Nuonuo curiously wanted to take off her clothes, but Yuan Zhinv pushed her away with an expressionless face.

"Stingy!" Nuonuo muttered, and then he suddenly smiled as if he had thought of something. His eyes rolled around, and his cleverness almost overflowed. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Do you know who those people were just now?"

Yuan Zhinu shook her head honestly. To be honest, she had no impression of those people at all. She even suspected that someone had bribed them to make fun of her. But she didn't seem to have offended anyone. It couldn't be Angers who did it, right? Was that old man so boring?

"Those are all your suitors!" Nuonuo said, looking at Yuan Zhinu's puzzled expression and laughing.

"Did you know that during the time you were away from the academy, you made it onto the top list of the Cassel girls the academy most wanted to marry? Now people pass love letters to your dormitory every day!"

A question mark slowly appeared on Yuan Zhinv's forehead, and the confusion in her eyes almost overflowed.

She knew every single one of these words, but why couldn't she understand them when they were put together?

Miss Yuan has lived for more than twenty years and has never received a love letter.

There was no way out. Before leaving the town of Kanto, Yuan Zhisheng protected her so well that the boys couldn't get close to her at all. Later, she finally separated from Yuan Zhisheng, and Wang Jiang appeared, completely leading her on a path of no return.

Ever since she chopped off her first head, blood and violence have always accompanied her. No one dared to even look at her, let alone hand her a love letter, for fear that they would be beheaded if they did.

After all, for such a moody evil ghost, killing people at will is a natural thing.

Later, he finally came to Kassel College to make a new look, but within a few days, he accidentally chopped off the axle of a Ferrari and defeated two club leaders at the same time, and immediately became a person respected by everyone.

It is just like how brothers on the Chinese Dao always believe in Guan Gong. They will burn incense and worship him to show their worship, but no one would be stupid enough to give a love letter to Guan Gong.

"Everyone says you've become so gentle. Yes, they're talking about your brother."

Nono's starry eyes: "You look cold but are actually gentle and beautiful. You are a treasure in the world. The most important thing is that you have a noble bloodline! No matter what the reason is for these people to pursue you, it is only natural that the only designated S-level beauty has this honor."

Yuan Zhinu thought about it and really couldn't see how that useless brother was the most popular girl on earth, but the fact was that her brother did seem to be much more popular than her.

Yuan Zhinu couldn't help but feel a little bit unbelievable. She asked Nuonuo: "Am I not gentle? Am I not as good as him?"

Nono: "..."

Unable to answer this fatal question, Nono decisively changed the subject: "By the way, how are you preparing for the final exam? Can you still take part in it when you are so seriously injured?"

"I'm so badly injured, do I still want to participate?" Yuan Zhinv asked back.

"Of course you don't have to participate." said Nono.

"According to school rules, if you miss an exam due to special reasons, you can retake it, but it's more troublesome to retake it. Since you barely passed the retake last semester, if your results are not satisfactory in the retake this semester, you will probably be demoted or even repeat the grade."

"Demoted or retained?"

"Yes, Finkel, do you know that? Our school is famous for the king of grade retention. He will be in the eighth grade next year, and his grade has been reduced to F or G. Your grade will not be reduced so much, probably to A."

Genji: "...What if I don't take the make-up exam, but take this exam instead?"

"That's easy, just take a few random tests and guess one or two passing ones, and you'll pass!" Nuo Nuo held his face with both hands: "But you're injured so badly, and the final exam is in these two days, why don't you just take a make-up exam."

Yuan Zhinu nodded calmly, turned around and was about to get up. Nono was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"It's not a serious injury," said Yuan Zhinv. "As a good student, I have to take the exam."

……

Kassel College, Night Watchman discussion area.

Following the last post, the headline "Even with S-level serious injuries, you still have to take the exam" quietly surfaced.

Countless onlookers expressed their amazement at S-Class's love of learning. He had to go to class even in a wheelchair due to his previous leg injury, and now he is still willing to take the exam even with such a serious injury. What a spirit!

So no wonder he is S-level. His enthusiasm for learning is something they can’t catch up with even if they try their best.

At this moment even many mentors were moved and gave their most sincere blessings to this tenacious S-Class, who at this moment was drinking in the cafeteria late at night.

It was Nuonuo who suggested drinking. This quirky girl had a sudden idea and said that since the exams were over, they had to celebrate before leaving school for the holidays. Yuan Zhinu also felt that she had done well in the exam, so she readily agreed.

So the two of them hit it off and went to the empty late-night restaurant, where they ordered large portions of pork elbows and unlimited amounts of various types of alcohol.

Yuan Zhinu drank in a relatively reserved and elegant manner, but Nuonuo completely let go, drinking all kinds of drinks. By the end of the drinking, her face was flushed and her dark red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Gen Chikōnō could sense that the little witch seemed to be worried, but she was never a gossipy person, so she didn't ask too many questions and just drank her wine in silence.

Until Nuonuo suddenly said: "Liuli, Caesar confessed to me again a few days ago."

Yuan Zhinv didn't even blink and said casually, "Oh."

"But I don't like him." The little red-haired witch seemed to be completely drunk. She murmured in a low voice: "Although I don't hate him, I don't like him either. What he likes is not the real me."

"Then reject him." Yuan Zhinv said, "Let him go."

"No." Nuonuo suddenly smiled, but tears fell from her eyes: "I can't refuse."

"I've been putting it off for long enough and can't put it off any longer. I didn't think it was a big deal until I saw you. I realized there are people in this world who can do whatever they want without worrying about the consequences. They're so free."

Yuan Zhinv vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but before she could think about it, this crazy girl simply laid down on the table, closed her eyes and fell asleep. As her breathing gradually became even, her lips were moving, as if she was shouting something.

Yuan Zhinu lowered her head and leaned over to listen, and found that the girl was calling for her mother.

Frowning deeply, Yuan Zhinu realized something was wrong. Although Nuonuo's words were short, they contained a lot of meaning, as if they were hiding some secrets.

Why can't she refuse even though she doesn't like it, and why can't she drag it on any longer? Is someone forcing her?

Finally, Caesar obviously liked her so much, but she said that what Caesar liked was not the real her. So what did Caesar like? A ghost?

Celebrating the end of the exam was just an excuse. This red-haired girl had too many things on her mind and wanted to drink. As for Genjitsu, she was just dragged into it.

But before Yuan Zhinu could figure out what was going on, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw a masked figure standing in the darkness.

"Teacher." Yuan Zhinv called out with some surprise. It turned out to be Schneider, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Schneider nodded at her, his hoarse voice sounding a little eerie in the darkness.

"The test results are out. One is good news and the other is bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

Yuan Zhinv said decisively: "Good news, did I pass?"

"Unfortunately not." Schneider shook his head: "The good news is that you have performed well in many missions. Even though you still failed a single exam this time, you have not been demoted. You are still our S-rank."

Yuan Zhinu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that those crappy tasks were still somewhat useful. This was how it should be. Who would bother with theoretical knowledge when slaying a dragon? Isn't it enough to just kill the dragon?

Before she could even relax, Schneider spoke again, "But the bad news is that you've been held back. You have to repeat the first grade."

Yuan Zhinv: “?”

Yuan Zhinv blinked her eyes, suddenly pulled out a knife from her waist, turned around and walked out.

Schneider was shocked: "Kazama Ruri, what are you going to do?"

"Go kill Ange." Yuan Zhinv held the knife in her hand and said coldly, "And blow up this damn school."

Schneider: “!!!”

Chapter 168 Is the Dragon King also going on a business trip?

Outside the Prime Minister's residence, Japan.

Kozengata Heiji drank the third bottle of shochu of the day in an attempt to give himself courage. His ordinary face was flushed, but the panic in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

He couldn't help but panic, because there were three guys in black windbreakers standing behind him, two men and one woman. One of them had a weird smirk on his face and a tattoo that almost said "gangster" on it. The remaining man and woman looked very similar, and were both equally silent, like cold killing gods.

There were bulges around their waists, as if they were hiding something.

Kozengata Heiji knew what was inside because the gangster-looking guy had just put that thing against his forehead and was trying to reason with him.

Heiji Kozenigata is a third-tier politician in Japanese politics. His current position is the governor of Tokyo. He has no background and only relied on the support of political parties to climb to this position. His life can even be considered poor and he has not been able to pay off his mortgage for many years.

It can even be said that if he loses his current political position, his life will be in trouble.

But now he was doing something that might lead to his irreparable destruction, and might even implicate his only daughter, but he had to do it because the gun was pointed at his forehead.

"Mr. Xiao Qian, as an acting talent in the political arena, we believe in your ability. You can definitely convince that damn prime minister to change his mind, right?" Crow smiled slightly and his attitude could even be considered kind, but the tattoo on his body was so hideous and terrifying.

Kozengata Heiji had heard about what these gangsters did. Turning people into concrete piles was one of their common methods. But he never expected that these people were so bold that they would even dare to attack him, a government official.

No, they were more courageous than that, because their real target was the Prime Minister, the big shot who really had the say in Japan, and he was just a negotiator they had chosen.

What the hell, when he sees the Prime Minister, he usually bows and nods respectfully. Why do these people think they can convince him? Isn't this just pushing him into trouble?

Once he really opened his mouth, wouldn't it be like labeling himself as a gangster? Then his political career would be almost over.

"Mr. Xiao Qian, you don't have to be afraid. The family will ensure your safety." Yuan Zhisheng finally spoke up and said something fair. He was afraid that the idiot Crow would scare people to faint, which would be even more troublesome.

Yuan Zhisheng's face was still a little pale, but the recovery ability of the imperial blood was terrifying. After just a few weeks, his wounds that were deep enough to see the bone were reduced to only a shallow layer.

Compared to him, Genjitsu's face couldn't be described as pale anymore, it was simply pale without a trace of blood. To use Crow's words, "A Yaksha wouldn't be this pale even after being dead for three days."

Although the recovery ability of Genjiro is far superior to that of Genjiro, the damage caused by Leviathan cannot be understood by common sense, and the wound heals at an alarmingly slow speed.

It was as if in the face of such an injury, all the bloodline advantages brought by the dragon blood disappeared, and Yuan Zhinv suddenly became an ordinary person, able to rely on her own slow recovery, and her wounds were repeatedly broken because of the violence of her master.

However, after Genjitsu returned to Japan during the summer vacation, she rarely had the opportunity to take action under the strict supervision of Sakurai Kogure and others. The wound was slowly scabbing over, and at least it didn't bleed easily anymore.

The main reason for coming to see the Prime Minister this time was because Minamoto no Chijo's plan to control Japan depended on this man.

At the beginning, there was a cooperative relationship between the Prime Minister and the Snake Eight Families, and the Snake Eight Families were considered one of the most influential allies of the Snake Eight Families in the Japanese officialdom and political circles.

But Minamoto no Chijo still felt that it was not enough. If she wanted to completely control Japan, she couldn't just be an ally. She needed the prime minister to completely obey the words of the Snake Eight Families.