"Odin? Dragon King?"

Chu Zihang was stunned.

"Of course, I'm just guessing."

"These aliens have so many identities in human history, like the Whip of God...there should also be those myths and stories."

"Maybe Zeus, Hela...the gods in these stories are actually aliens."

Lu Mingfei said softly.

Chu Zihang was silent.

"That section of the viaduct we entered that night...you should know what it is."

Lu Mingfei said softly.

"Origined from Nordic myths and legends, the Nibelungen is the land of the dead that countless alchemists want to enter."

Chu Zihang's expression changed slightly and he replied in a low voice.

"Although the book says it's mysterious, it's actually an independent space created by aliens."

"It's just that there is a restriction. Only with the permission of its owner, other living beings can enter this Nibelung."

"If that life can still survive, then there will be a 'key'-like mark on his body."

"You can enter again without the owner's permission next time."

Lu Mingfei took a pen and sketched on a white textbook, and soon drew an exquisite gate with flowing whirlpools and two little people with keys hanging on their bodies.

"In other words, if we go back there again, even if we bring a whole battle group, only the two of us will be able to go in -"

"Unless that false god is willing to take the initiative to let others in."

Lu Mingfei said softly.

"Then we can... drive a troop carrier in."

Chu Zihang thought for a moment and then said.

"Ahem... If possible, I would also like to ride in the troop carrier you drive."

"But now I still hope your attention can return to the course, classmates Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang."

Principal Angers coughed twice, interrupting their discussion.

But he didn't mean to blame, the smile on his face was just a little helpless.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang had no choice but to sit down first, planning to discuss the matter of entering the Nibelungs after class.

"...Although Attila died in 453 AD, these noble monarchs are not so easy to disappear with history."

"When they have a premonition that they are about to die, they will make a bone bottle in advance and hide their remains in it."

"After a long time, they will break out of the coffin again and usher in their own new life."

Angers continued to teach.

…

The bell rang on time, and the students walked down from the lecture theater one by one, politely bidding farewell to Angers on the podium.

Angers also smiled and waved goodbye to each student.

But three people were left behind.

Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang...and Caesar Gattuso.

"Dear principal, I think I was very serious in your class today."

Caesar scratched his long, golden hair, with a helpless smile on his handsome face.

"Don't worry, I didn't keep you here just because you were idle in class or chatting and talking."

Angers smiled and said, "I have other things to keep you here. Of course, you should come one by one."

"First of all, it is your business, Caesar Gattuso."

His eyes stayed on Caesar, "Yesterday I received a greeting from your uncle Frost."

Upon hearing this name, Caesar frowned, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he clearly showed disgust:

"Really? I haven't paid attention to him for a while."

"His greeting did not begin with 'Dear Principal Hilbert Jean Angers - our beloved dragon-slaying leader', but started with 'Son of a bitch Angers'."

"I knew he was still dissatisfied with me for letting you take part in such a dangerous war practice class - although this was Schneider's request, as the principal I can only help him shoulder this responsibility."

"As an educator, I need to build good relationships with students and parents and serve as a bridge of communication... Do you have any thoughts on this, Caesar?"

Angers rubbed his forehead.

"This is my own decision and has nothing to do with the Gattuso family, and my uncle cannot represent the entire Gattuso family."

Caesar said coldly, glancing imperceptibly at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang who were sitting on the seats a few steps below.

"Well, it seems that I can only reply to Frost like this, and hope that when I receive your uncle's reply again, I can get a more friendly title."

Angers smiled and nodded.

"Principal, you can also add one more sentence - it is not the family's turn to make decisions about my affairs at Cassel College. I don't care about the surname Gattuso as much as they think."

"If possible, I don't mind changing my surname to Gullweger until I am kicked out of the academy."

Caesar said coldly.

"You can come and weep for the angels. We are still short of people here."

Lu Mingfei smiled and extended an invitation to Caesar.

"If that time comes, I will consider it."

Caesar's cold expression softened a lot, and he nodded to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei made an "ok" gesture.

"I will consider adding this sentence to the letter, but then I am afraid that the bridge of communication between me and Frost will be broken."

Angers smiled and nodded, "You can leave now, Caesar."

…

"Chu Zihang, your speaking spirit...is Jun Yan, right?"

Angre's eyes stayed on Chu Zihang, and the smile on his face faded a little.

"Yes."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"To be honest, your word spirit is by far the most aggressive and high-risk word spirit in the entire academy."

"But this is also accompanied by the instability of the dragon blood in the mixed race. The school board requires me to closely monitor you and even imprison you if necessary."

Angers said.

Lu Mingfei frowned, what kind of background did this school board come from, and it wanted to imprison his brother right away?

"Of course, I am not their puppet, and I also believe that you will not turn into an out-of-control human-shaped petrol bomb launcher."

Angre smiled and said, "Tell me, Chu Zihang."

"Are you confident that you can suppress the dragon blood in your body that may one day riot?"

Chu Zihang turned his head and glanced at Lu Mingfei, his eyes as clear and calm as water:

"Under the Emperor's glorious blessing, the alien blood can never control my loyal soul."

“Very good answer.”

Angers clapped softly, "In that case, then I will ignore those people on the school board."

"You can go too."

Chu Zihang stood up, bowed slightly and said to Lu Mingfei in a low voice:

"I'll wait for you outside."

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly.

When leaving the lecture theater, Chu Zihang closed the door and the classroom suddenly fell silent.

"Are you interested in going to an auction with me in a few days?"

After a while, Angers spoke, the smile on his face unchanged.

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