Starting from Douluo, the heavens die

Chapter 425 The Academy
"Professor, this... classmate Jack... seems to be so indifferent." Nuonuo watched Jack go away,

"Of course, my awakened bloodline will be different." Guderian shook his head: "You heard it too. His tone just now clearly shows that he will be approached by a strange organization sooner or later."

"He gave me the feeling that he is not a real person at all." Nuonuo sighed: "Maybe he sees us the same way."

"Ha." The professor laughed: "You feel this way because he completely ignores your beauty and existence?"

"When he saw us, wouldn't he be moved to tears of joy when he finally saw the same kind? Why did my intuition give me the feeling that we are all inferior creatures in front of him?"

Guderian frowned: "Really?"

Nuonuo nodded, then shook her head again. She wasn't sure if her intuition was wrong, and she didn't really want to admit that what the professor said was right.

Nuonuo's feeling is not wrong. In fact, almost all traversers have a sense of superiority when they look at the natives. No matter how well they cover it up, they will be noticed.

"Every ethnic group has a kind of lonely dead child." Guderian looked at Nuonuo's face and was happy: "Don't worry, his bloodline will make him feel that he is far from a real monster in the academy. Isn't our next goal bloodline S rank?"

"S-rank? That little kid with a dead house atmosphere?" The red-haired girl squeezed the photo: "It doesn't look very powerful, did Norma get it wrong?"

Obviously, this is the worst hero in history...

"This is something the principal instructed." Guderian suddenly took out his mobile phone: "Wait, classmate Jack made a request..."

"What request?" Looking at the strangeness on Professor Guderian's face, the red-haired girl moved forward curiously.

"I want to borrow a set of textbooks for self-study, all courseware materials are fine." Professor Guderian said with a strange expression, "This is really special."

……

The tall locomotive galloped towards the flower bed beside the road, and the young knight soared into the air during the collision, like an ace ball being hit high, flipping desperately in the air and flying to the ground.

He raised his hand and turned the camera, and the picture was fixed on the pair of golden and red pupils, sighing as if praising.The old bald man on one side spoke seriously:
"Words that is exactly the same as yours, don't you pay attention?"

"...He doesn't love that girl." The old man picked up the crystal cup on the table, with a cynical tone, a little regretful.

The bald head froze for a moment, a dozen question marks appeared on a big bald head.

"That's all you want to say?"

"Isn't that enough?" He put down the water glass, reopened the video software, and fixed on those eyes: "What else do you want me to comment on?"

However, the power of time suspension is obviously not Jack's own power. If it is explained from a scientific point of view, it is probably that after his eyes turned golden, the time flow difference from the other half of his soul affected reality.

"I haven't seen such golden pupils before." The bald head looked at the blood red in those eyes: "Mixed blood, will this phenomenon appear in pure blood dragons?"

"Is it your intuition to see so many things in the few seconds of video that happened to be taken?"

"That's right, and I don't believe you've seen less than I do." The bald head stared suspiciously at the energetic and tall old man: "His direct ancestors have no blood records, and his power seems to have appeared suddenly. , according to Norma's evaluation, his bloodline is only B-level, but he has the phenomenon of golden pupils, he seems to have appeared out of nowhere, not in any of our records, and so special... "

"You have to trust the judgment of Norma and me." The old man smiled and looked at the pair of red and gold eyes: "As for being special~ which one of us is not special in this world?"

He watched the bald head walk out of the room, took out Norma's report, and gently stirred the black tea in the cup: "This level of elemental storm, where did you come from?"

……

No one can give a proper evaluation of the strength of the golden-eyed black dragon king in the world of dragons, but the golden dragon is clearly at the top of the food chain.

It's just that the stronger the bloodline, the more difficult it is to awaken, so the life of the other twin of fate is not easy.

Lu Mingfei sat in the office blankly, his mind buzzing with the introduction of Professor Guderian just now.

Kassel College, the only college in the world that takes dragons as its research object, aims to kill dragons in the world, end the hatred between humans and dragons, and hunt down the dragon king who wants to enslave humans again.

Well, dragons are scary, have golden eyes and breathe fire.

Of course, what echoed in his head was the last sentence of the professor: it is to airlift your body back to China for free...

Ship back to China, ship back to China, ship back to China... blah, blah, blah...

Lu Mingfei walked out of the office in a daze, and then encountered the free day of the college—the day when the school rules completely expired in the year stipulated in the school rules. Under the leadership of the leader, he used an anesthesia gun to fight real CS.

Lu Mingfei looked at Nuonuo in a daze, lying in a pool of blood, with the golden eyes of the "King" of classmate Chu Zihang of Transcendent A Grade blood, and shot and killed the two bosses who were awesome. became the victor of Freedom Day.

He left the battlefield inexplicably, went back to listen to the professor mumbling a passage of Korean, and got the bad news about tomorrow's exam.

Of course, the biggest bad news is the fact that Nuonuo has a boyfriend.

"Ah! That's why such a miserable protagonist! It's better to be an ordinary person!" Jack, who was on the sidelines, yawned.

Sitting at the end of the corridor, I have been quietly observing this pig's foot, using various theories that have been used or not used before to verify the useless value of this pig's foot. In the end, I can only think that, except for the possible desperation that erupts when there is a desperate situation With his deep-rooted chicken blood personality, I really can't see that he is not like a good-for-nothing.

The Jiangnan old thief is really a bad taste. If it is placed in the Internet literature world more than ten years later, it will definitely be a street product. If you can’t eat grapes, you will complain like sour grapes. Jack just wants to shout: "Give me back my painted pears!" Clothes!"

But waste wood is a kind of creature that is incapable and dare not go all out. Those who are willing to go all out can at least be saved. Jack didn't pay attention to him, he was afraid of attracting the attention of this pig-footed goldfinger.

That's a golden thigh.

[To be continued]

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