Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

Since even what a simulator is cannot be explained clearly, then the things that the simulator brings are even more inexplicable, so Yuan Zhinv has never been too lazy to think too much about the rewards that are given out.

She had used the simulator experience rewards she gained through killing to raise her bloodline to its current level step by step, but Norton actually said that he felt Samson in her blood?

She ate Samson? How could she not know?

Isn't this really some new reason to find fault? Could it be that the Fire Lord is just making up an excuse to avenge his servant?

Yuan Zhinv frowned slightly, her hand subconsciously reached for the long sword at her waist, her eyes full of vigilance.

Norton didn't look at her, but he sneered as if he had fully understood her little action.

"If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't have left the Greenland Ice Sea alive."

Yuan Zhinu thought so too. It was a completely fatal situation at that time. She was ready to injure Leviathan even if it meant death. She didn't care about hurting the enemy by 800 and herself by 10,000. Even if the opponent was the Dragon King, there was no way she could escape unscathed.

If Norton had not intervened, she would probably have been reincarnated by now, if reincarnation really existed in this world.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Zhinv said, "Thank you."

The man didn't respond, as if he didn't care at all.

"Why did you save me?" Yuan Zhinv finally asked the question in her heart: "I don't think you have any reason to save me."

This was the truth. Yuan Zhinu did not think that the monarch in front of her was a fool. He was completely opposite to Old Tang, who was so simple that he was like a single-celled organism. Many years ago, when Norton incarnated as the human Li Xiong to assist Gongsun Shu, he was one of the best strategists.

When all his memories returned, how could he not realize that Genjitsu approached him with the intention of killing him? Although she stopped in the end, she brought him back to Japan, where she seemed to be providing him with good food and drink, but in fact she was imprisoning him.

Including bringing him along for the Greenland incident, there was also a strong sense of calculation.

Old Tang couldn't see these things, but Norton must be clear.

Genjitsu didn't know what kind of person the Bronze and Fire Lord was, but the Fire Lord corresponded to wrath in the Seven Deadly Sins. From these two words, we can see that Norton is more or less a tyrant.

She didn't think this guy was so broad-minded that he didn't care about being plotted against. Didn't he just mention Samson, as if he was going to settle a score?

But this question caused the man to fall into a long silence, as if even he himself did not know the answer.

But just when Genjiro thought he would not answer this question, he suddenly spoke again.

"No matter what your purpose was in approaching me, at least you did help me escape from imprisonment. Without your intervention, my situation would have become very passive."

When Yuan Zhinu heard this, she was extremely surprised, because what he said was exactly the same as the subsequent development in the original book. If she had not intervened, Old Tang would have been plotted to death.

Those members of the secret party knew for a long time who Norton's incarnation was, but they never took action. They were just waiting for an opportunity to kill him completely without letting him transform into a cocoon.

Finally, this opportunity was realized by killing Constantine in front of Old Tang, and the twins of the Bronze and Fire Kings became the first sacrifices.

But now, with her intervention, fate has become completely different. Norton woke up before Constantine. With his ability and wisdom, it would be difficult for him to make any further plans.

If we only look at this point, he should indeed thank Minamoto Chino, but she had no intention of thanking him at all. It was already a favor that he was able to save her life, and perhaps he would have to continue to settle accounts with her.

As expected, the next thing Norton said was: "Although you killed Samson, you saved Constantine, so it's even."

Yuan Zhinv raised her eyebrows and glanced at the brass jar floating quietly in front of her. "You equate Samson with Constantine? Aren't you a bit mean as a brother?"

Yuan Zhinu could see that Norton didn't want to kill her at least for the time being, otherwise there would be no need for so much nonsense, so she immediately felt like joking.

What was unexpected was that Norton actually responded to her obviously joking remark.

"Samson is indeed not as good as Constantine, so I owe you a favor. During the time you were unconscious, I have already solved the issue of your sister's bloodline."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhinu's eyes widened in surprise.

The reason why she was so anxious to find Norton was that Eiry was a very important part of the reason. The fetal blood of the King of Ocean and Water was not obtained, and it was impossible for Norton to let anyone touch Constantine even if he woke up, so she had to come to him.

The so-called minor problem of out-of-control bloodline is just a piece of cake for the monarch who controls the throne of alchemy. It is not even difficult at all. It is easy as pie.

But she didn't expect Norton to take the initiative to help.

However, before she could come to her senses, the man in the white robe finally turned his head and looked at her. An invisible flame seemed to be burning in his calm black eyes.

The man asked calmly, "Sign a contract?"

Yuan Zhinv was stunned, and suddenly realized something in her heart, but she still asked back: "What contract?"

"I need a human identity and wait for Constantine's resurrection." Norton looked at the brass jar floating in the air again, and his majestic eyes finally revealed a hint of different emotions, like waves on the calm lake.

"The four monarchs have sworn a blood oath, but someone has apparently had thoughts that they shouldn't have. The crisis is coming, and we don't have much time."

"Although humans are cunning and cowardly, you are different. If it's you, I think we can cooperate."

"Is it just like when you assisted Gongsun Shu?" Yuan Zhinu tilted her head and asked softly.

"No." Norton said, "You are far more useful than him. At least if it was you, Baidi City would not have been destroyed. Compared to a human, you are more like a dragon, whether it is bloodline or anything else."

Yuan Zhinv smiled when she heard this: "I am really flattered to have your appreciation."

"So, what is the content of the contract? How to sign the contract?"

"Until the danger is over, don't betray each other and cooperate with each other. If you betray each other, you will be retaliated." Norton said, raising his hand slightly, and a drop of blood appeared in the palm of his hand. He raised his head slightly to signal Yuan Zhinv to drop a drop of blood as well.

Yuan Zhinu stared at the drop of bright red burning blood and suddenly smiled. She pulled out a long knife and slashed her palm fiercely. In an instant, the skin was torn and the blood was dripping. However, she did not even blink, but slapped the man's hand directly.

The girl's voice was a little bit happy, and it echoed in the empty environment: "Well, happy cooperation."

The blood merged and the silent oath took effect. Norton raised his head and saw the girl with a beautiful smile in the dim light.

She looked so thin and pale, her frail body seemed like it would fall down at the slightest breeze, but her eyes burned with a daunting madness.

That was a rare sight even among the dragon race which was full of lunatics. Norton suddenly felt as if he had seen her wrong. Rather than a human or a dragon, perhaps she was more like a demon crawling out of hell.

Norton fell silent, but Yuan Zhinu didn't care. She smiled and asked, "Do you know who the prince is?"

Norton shook his head: "I have thought about it these past few days. His appearance was too abrupt. I have my suspicions about the candidate, but I am not sure yet."

"What about Odin?" Yuan Zhinv asked again: "You should know this, right?"

But this time the man fell silent, as if he was unwilling to reveal too much about the affairs between the four monarchs. He also had some considerations in his mind that he had not told Yuan Zhinv all.

For example, he had no intention of explaining why he said there was not enough time.

Yuan Zhinv didn't care when she found out that she couldn't get anything out of him. She just smiled casually and said, "It doesn't matter. No matter who he is, he will be killed anyway."

Norton frowned: "Do you know who you want to kill?"

Genji asked back: "Is this important?"

Seeing that Norton seemed stumped by the question, Yuan Zhinv yawned lazily, turned around and walked out, leaving only a few light words.

"I never care who I want to kill. It doesn't matter if it's a human, a ghost, or a god. I just need to know whether he should die and how to kill him."

"Thank you for saving Eri. The Snake Eight Clan will be your friends forever, if you don't mind us being weak."

"Good night, your majesty."

Watching the girl's thin figure gradually disappearing from his sight, the man in the darkness laughed silently.

Genjitsu saw a dark, stretched Hummer at the entrance of Paradise Hall. The old man stood silently beside the car, while his attendants followed behind tremblingly, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.

Seeing Yuan Zhinv coming out, the old man's steel-cold face immediately softened, but he frowned again after seeing Yuan Zhinv's appearance clearly.

Genji was only wearing a casual coat, and the large bandages wrapped tightly around her body were vaguely visible and were soaked with blood. Her hand was also injured at some point, and blood was still dripping from it, leaving a winding trail of blood behind her.

"What happened to your hand?" Uesugi Yue was anxious and angry: "You ran out right after waking up. The wound must have burst open! Do you know that you almost died?"

Yuan Zhinv smiled nonchalantly: "It's just a minor injury, it doesn't matter."

Uesugi Yue was furious, but before he could continue nagging, Genjiro had already changed the subject.

"How's Eri?"

Uesugi Yue had no idea what to do with this girl. He could only sigh helplessly and resigned himself to his fate: "The bloodline problem has been completely solved. She is still recuperating and should be well in two days. She is much less of a worry than you."

Gen Chi-nv turned a deaf ear to the last comment and continued to ask casually, "Nothing happened during my absence in Japan, right? Where's Gen Chi-sei?"

After she asked, she found that Uesugi Yue's expression suddenly became very strange, and she immediately realized something: "What's wrong?"

Uesugi Yue coughed, looked away and said awkwardly: "Kassel Academy suspected that you were not in Japan, so they sent your instructor to check."

"In order to deal with them, your brother disguised himself as you and went to the academy to study in your place."

Yuan Zhinv: “?”

Chapter 151 If You Don’t Listen, You Will Die

Kassel College, Illinois, USA.

Yuan Zhisheng had just said goodbye to Schneider in the academy. When he turned around, he saw the red-haired girl leaning against a tree with her arms folded, looking at him leisurely.

Gen Chisei nodded at her politely. He knew that this girl was Gen Chinuo's roommate. Because she looked too much like Eri, Gen Chinuo forcibly took her back to Japan for genetic testing.

The final test result showed that there was indeed a certain blood relationship between the three siblings, so this girl named Nuonuo was connected to the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

Uesugi Yue dared to let Minamoto Chisei pretend to be Minamoto Chinu, firstly because his former schoolmates had basically become executive department specialists flying around the world, and secondly because the girl in his dormitory promised to help cover up.

So Yuan Zhisheng was not surprised by the girl's appearance, he just wasn't very familiar with her, and even greeting her seemed a little awkward.

Nuonuo didn't care about that. She was chewing gum and blowing bubbles as she walked over. She pushed the wheelchair very calmly and said vaguely, "You don't look like Liuli at all. Will this really give you away?"

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned. He had heard so many things saying that he and Yuan Zhinu looked similar since he was a child. Almost everyone who had seen them would express such emotion.

Although after spending some time together you will discover huge differences in their personalities, and find out from the details that they are not alike, at least the similarities in appearance and outline are undeniable.

But this girl was the first one who said directly that they were not alike after just meeting each other a few times.

As if sensing Yuan Zhisheng's doubts, Nuonuo continued, "Appearance can only deceive ordinary people, but eyes and demeanor can't deceive people. I don't know about others, but if the principal comes back, you will definitely be exposed in a second."

Yuan Zhisheng thought about it after hearing this, and found that he was indeed unsure, so he asked in a low voice: "Then do you have any good suggestions?"

"It's cool." Nuonuo blew a big bubble, and the bubble burst after a moment. She shrugged and said, "You should be glad that the principal is not in school now."

"Keep a low profile, don't speak, and keep a cool expression. If you can hold on for a while, there shouldn't be any problems."

She paused here, lowered her voice and added: "The most important point is that you'd better look a little fierce and cold. Liuli is not as gentle as you."

Yuan Zhisheng's forehead was filled with black lines. Although he was tired of his previous days in the Japanese Executive Department, many people had died at his hands over the years. He didn't know how many desperate criminals had been poured into concrete piles and then thrown into the sea by him.

For a long time, when the Eight Snake Clans and the fierce ghosts were still hostile to each other, when he was still the young master, his reputation was not weak. In the eyes of those evil ghosts, he was almost a terrifying existence.

But this girl actually described me as... gentle?

As soon as these two words came out, Yuan Zhisheng felt a chill all over his body. He couldn't understand why these two words had anything to do with him.

But just as he was about to retort, a voice interrupted what he was about to say.

"Nono."

When the two of them heard the sound, they looked and saw a blond man wearing a flashy custom-made suit, leaning against a luxurious Bugatti Veyron, and the trunk of the top luxury car was full of bright roses.

All of these roses were airlifted from Damascus at great expense. Each one is in bud, and their bright colors make them seem like the aristocrats among flowers.

The world's largest rose producing area is Bulgaria, but whether in the eyes of aromatherapists or in the supply chain system, the "Damask Rose" from Damascus is the real treasure.

The superior quality of Damascus rose is determined by factors such as light, temperature, and humidity at the latitude.

As a top nobleman, Caesar always wants the best.

But Nuonuo curled her lips and said, "Besides sending flowers, can you do anything else?"

Caesar scratched his head, looking somewhat helpless: "I thought girls always like flowers, don't you like them?"

"It's meaningless." Nono said: "Flowers are already corpses the moment they are picked. No matter how beautiful they are, they are already dead."

Caesar sighed and said in a compromising manner: "Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. You are always right."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair with an expressionless face, and was very surprised: "Oh! You are back to the academy? Are you injured?"

His expression was one of surprise, just like Schneider's expression when he saw his injured leg. Neither of them could understand how anyone could hurt her with such a strong bloodline?

Yuan Zhisheng nodded indifferently, as if he was too lazy to even look at Caesar.

But in fact, if you look closely, you will find that his muscles are quietly tensed, because he recognized this blond and blue-eyed young man. They have met before, under the water of the Three Gorges.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to recognize him.

Caesar, who received no response, seemed to have long been accustomed to such an attitude. However, he felt that today's S-class seemed particularly different, a familiar yet a little strange feeling, but he couldn't tell why.

Although her expression was cold, Caesar did not feel much oppression, so he thought about it and said seriously: "Are you really not considering kicking Chu Zihang to join my student union?"

"If you come to my ballet girl troupe, the position of the troupe leader will belong to you. To be honest, you were perfect today."

This nobleman, who exuded arrogance from head to toe, gave her a thumbs-up and praised her, "Finally, you have become a little more feminine!"