"We have brought two proofs to prove that there are indeed dragons in this world."

Masashi Toyama is pragmatic. When the atmosphere between the scene is about to develop in a direction of jokes, he will promptly remedy it.

He opened the first suitcase with his password and fingerprint, removed the layers of black foam that was blocked, and the treasured things revealed their true appearance - a piece of black scales.

The scales are about half the size of a palm, and are perfectly shield-shaped, as smooth as newly added oil, and the texture is clearly visible under the oily light.

Gu Chen raised his chin lightly.

Masashi Toyama signaled: "You can pinch it and see."

While Lu Mingfei was hesitating, Gu Chen had already pinched the scales.

The texture is a bit like steel, cool and tough, but very light.

His fingertips dripped through the texture on it little by little, as if he could see the figure of the behemoth it originally belonged to in the cold dead.

-- Under the thick and bloody sky, it was raining heavily. It stood in the dark and roared in all directions, but was swallowed by the crowds that rushed from the light. They nailed its bones and dripped its blood. They cheered and shouted loudly.

"How do you feel?" Lu Mingfei's careful voice made Gu Chen come back to his senses.

"I don't feel anything." Gu Chen handed it to him.

Lu Mingfei was relieved, but when he wanted to take it, Masashi Toyama took it first and then put it on the windowsill. Then, without waiting for Lu Mingfei to ask a question, something cold was stuffed into his palm.

Lu Mingfei is stupid, he actually has a pistol!

Masashi Toyama leisurely introduced him to the improved pistol from the equipment department and allowed him to shoot at the scales with confidence and boldness.

"Go, our S-level!" He encouraged the pale freshman, and at the same time pulled the colleagues on both sides together.

Goodrian had a black thread.

Gu Chen's suit and jacket were almost shaken off by this Japanese man. This guy is not only an action-oriented person, but also has a strong mentality.

As for Lu Mingfei, who was highly anticipated, he looked bitter, "I know this gun, 007 also uses it."

"Classic?" Toyama Masashi covered his ears, "Just shoot at the scales."

Lu Mingfei looked at Gu Chen and made the final confirmation.

Gu Chen gave him a look of peace of mind.

Then Lu Mingfei pulled the trigger. With the loud bang, the only S-level freshman in the past forty years was completely lifted by the recoil of the modified gun and fell directly into the sofa behind him, his eyes stagnant.

"It turns out that he is not the kind of student with excellent physical strength. Maybe I should come over with an ordinary revolver." Toyama Masashi was a little surprised, and then looked at Gu Chen, "Teacher Gu, you should have reminded me just now."

"...Okay." As a friend, Gu Chen should indeed remind him.

When Masashi Toyama saw his attitude, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was just now very tempted, but the people around him were not at all impatient when they were making trouble, and even very accommodating.

It seems that his relationship with Lu Mingfei is indeed very good, and it is also related to his own personality. This is the first impression of being a psychologist.

While he was analyzing his heart, Gu Chen walked over to help Lu Mingfei up.

The boy was still a little confused. When he looked at him, he seemed to have no focal length until Masashi Toyama was unscathed, and even the scales that did not leave a trace shook in front of him.

"This is the Dragon Scale, which Sven Heding discovered in the ancient city of Loulan in 1900. Although he could not recognize it, he found that burning it with fire or hammering could not damage the thing, so he brought it back to Europe. Someone in Europe recognized it, and the man was named Menek Kassel."

Masashi Toyama smiled, "This is one of the evidence. Do you believe in the existence of the dragon now?"

Lu Mingfei was still stubborn and said that this might be high-tech.

But Gu Chen's expression suddenly became a little cold, not because of this scale or Lu Akimi, but because of the name of the person Masashi Toyama just mentioned.

Menek Kassel.

The great dragon slayer, the hero of the secret party.

He took off his glasses, took out his handkerchief from his shirt pocket and wiped it gently.

Masashi Toyama couldn't help but look at him more. It was not a handkerchief with a suit, but a handkerchief sewn for any time. In short, the light blue base cloth was embroidered with white flowers, which looked a little dirt.

However, when looking at Gu Chen, he couldn't help but think that maybe it was him who was holding the handkerchief, so in this classic and elegant study, there was a calm leisure and quiet feeling. This was different from Lu Mingfei who shouted loudly, so he was inevitably a little curious about how these two people could become friends.

But Masashi Toyama has not forgotten the serious matter yet. He looked at Lu Mingfei, who had actually believed it. "Even titanium alloy made of nanotechnology can't stand such a shot, right? I have a Ph.D. in Materials from the University of Tokyo, you have to believe me."

This is a typical example of "I read more than you, and I won't lie to you." Gu Chen and Lu Mingfei looked at each other, and the two agreed to this consensus at the same time.

Not only are there madmen everywhere, but also madmen with high education.

"Okay, then the second proof." Masashi Toyama obviously got the silent communication between the two, and immediately opened the second suitcase with a snap.

"Use your eyes, don't have to think with your brain."

A large cylindrical glass bottle was placed on the desk, just like the bottle the teacher used to hold specimens in biology class.

After seeing the things inside clearly, not only Lu Mingfei opened his mouth wide as if he was struck by lightning, but even Gu Chen was stunned as if he was surprised.

Soaked in the light yellow formalin solution, it is a lizard-like animal, yellow and white, curled up with a slender tail, and the long beards on the mouth slowly fluttering in the solution, looking like a peaceful fetus with eyes.

And behind it, two mask wings are unfolded.

"This is a sleeping red dragon cub. It's hard for dragons to die. Even if you kill it, it's only a temporary moment. They will slowly recover in their sleep."

Masashi Toyama was very satisfied with the expressions of the two, "This is a rare specimen. It is usually difficult for humans to capture complete dragons because their brains can sense the activity of the human brain, so they either launch an attack before the humans approach, or they will escape.

This specimen was discovered in India in 1796. The red dragon cub was probably swallowed by the giant python when it hatched. Local farmers killed the giant python and obtained the cub from its belly."

Lu Mingfei's scalp was numb, "Isn't this really plastic?"

"Let's take a look." Masashi Toyama took the glass bottle in front of the two of them.

"Look at its details and the lines of scales." His tone was full of praise, "What kind of artist can make such a perfect plastic product?"

Gu Chen wore glasses and looked at the red dragon cub through a specimen bottle of a half centimeter thick. Its membrane wings and long beards were whispering in the solution, as if hovering in a cloud.

Such a perfect life can only be nurtured by nature or god.

Then under his gaze, the red dragon cub soaked in formalin solution suddenly opened his eyes!
Chapter completed!