Chu Zihang and Caesar didn't salute much, and they all pulled them by themselves. Only Lu Chen was the one with big and small bags.

There was also an oversized box, which contained a life-size panda stuffed animal, which Eriyi left for him.

The commissioners from the execution department took a series of luggage from the Japanese branch's farewell personnel, and then took Lu Chen and the other two people aboard the ship.

Commissioner Meili, who was standing at the back of the formation, looked at Lu Chen who was walking in front of the three of them, and suddenly felt that this young man had become a little strange.

It's not the way he dresses or looks, but the way he looks.

She once went on a mission with this S-class boy in Namaqualand. At that time, the boy's eyes were indescribably relaxed and unfocused, as if he was not going to fight a third-generation species, but to play a game.

At that time, she felt that this young man seemed to have a slight sense of alienation from the secret party... no, from the world. He went on a mission for the secret party just because he felt "interesting"

At that time, she could not see anything else in this young man's eyes, so now she saw the firmness and calmness in his eyes, which made her feel a little surprised.

It was the look in the eyes of a person who has made up his mind and found a firm goal.

What did he experience in Japan?

Is it because of the fight with the next generation?

The young man passed by Meili and just nodded calmly as a greeting.

He walked slowly and leisurely, past Eden's huge dragon body, to the other side of the deck, looking across the protective railing towards the boundless sea.

The sea breeze blew the broken hair on the young man's forehead, and the surrounding executive department commissioners didn't know whether they should come forward to talk to him or not.

"Commissioner Lu, it's already twelve o'clock noon, do you want to set sail?"

Finally, the captain of the Hovarpnir came over and spoke to confirm.

Lu Chen looked back at the noisy port, nodded and said, "Let's go."

He will be back, it won't be long.

With the sound of the engine starting, this sea monster left the port of Tokyo.

At the pier, Yasha threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out, sighing: "He just left like this, what will our lady do?"

"Then what do you think we should do? Do you want Lu Chen to rob someone? If he is brought to the academy, the lady will be dissected by the lunatics of the secret party."

The crow patted Yaksha on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. When the god appears, the people from the academy will come again."

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Sailing on the sea is novel at first, but it doesn't take long before it becomes boring.

At first, Lu Chen was impressed by the power of human technology, which could actually create such a huge steel beast to conquer the sea, but after getting over the novelty, he felt it was boring.

This boat is too slow.

Of course, in fact, the Howarpnir is definitely the most advanced cruise ship in the world. If it sails at full speed and does not dock midway, it will only take ten days to reach Chicago.

But Lu Chen felt that compared to flying in the sky, swimming in the water was still slower.

But there was no other way. Eden's body was too big and could only be transported by sea. No cargo plane could carry his dragon body the size of a blue whale, which was the greatest treasure in the world.

The Secret Party is the largest hybrid organization in the world, but there are definitely no other organizations that dare to covet this treasure. The value of the next-generation dragon body is too high. The alchemical value alone is enough to make a hybrid family grow rapidly, and even more

Not to mention it has scientific research value, digging into the deep secrets of dragons.

Therefore, the secret party dispatched an elite team to escort the shipment, and among them was the elite of the elite, a super hybrid named S-class.

The secret party is confident that even if it encounters a small-scale battleship group at sea, with Lu Chen at the helm, it can stabilize the situation.

The Hovarpnir, which is covered in the skin of a cruise ship, is not a real cruise ship. On both sides of the ship, under the luxurious white skin, it is equipped with advanced firepower devices.

Although there are unlikely to be pirates on their route, even if there were, they would be nothing more than bugs waiting to be crushed in front of this war beast.

Life on the ship is boring, but fortunately, Lu Chen has a lot of gaming equipment in his luggage. After being connected to the Internet, playing games with Eri Yi every day is quite fulfilling.

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In the first month, the plum blossoms are proud of the frost and snow; in the second month, the apricot trees are full of white.

It was already the end of February, and the early spring wind brought a faint fragrance of flowers, blowing through the skirts of the ladies who were not afraid of the cold and pursuing beauty, blowing across the sparkling lake, making little ripples, and also swaying the young people like

The budding heartstrings of early spring.

Kassel College is particularly lively today. Students from many clubs are busy decorating Odin Square. Many colorful flowers are hung at the school gate. Those who don’t know think that today is going to be a centenary celebration ceremony, or there is something.

The big boss is coming to inspect.

Kassel Academy is essentially a military institution, and the proud mixed-races usually don't spend their time on such boring things, but the students were full of energy today.

In particular, the members of the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union are in a tight organization. The heads of various clubs are nervously mobilizing, and some people are still preparing for the welcome ceremony.

At this time, in the Amber Hall, all the members of the Lion Heart Club were in full swing. After a fierce debate, Miranla finally stood out and won the honorable task of presenting flowers to the president.

In fact, Miranla felt that the act of laying flowers was quite stupid. The Lion Heart Club didn't like to do such fancy things.

But later they heard that the leader of the dance troupe in the student union was preparing to perform a dance to welcome the president's return. If their Lionheart Club didn't have any pomp and circumstance, it wouldn't make sense. After all, their Lionheart president was the one responsible for the massacre.

The dragon's first achievement.

But since it was a temporary decision, there was not enough time, and their Lion Heart Club did not have a dance group or anything like that. Is it possible to find people from the fitness department to perform in the bodybuilding competition?

Lancelot once proposed this, but Milan refused. Thinking about it...it just gave me a chill.

In the end, it was decided that everyone would just dress up to welcome them and present flowers to their president, which would be considered meaningful.

It was almost time, and many students who were watching the excitement gathered at the campus gate, waiting for the dragon-slaying warrior, the new legend.

Suddenly, the roar of propellers came from the sky, and the sky seemed to darken. Many students looked up and saw the huge thing being hung by a group of transport helicopters.

"Classmates, make way, students, make way!"

A team of school workers separated the crowd and asked the onlookers to move away. There was a giant flatbed truck placed in front of the open space at the school gate. It was made by the equipment department in a hurry. It was thirty meters long and eighteen meters wide.

Only such a flatbed truck is enough to carry the behemoth that is about to fall.

As the transport helicopter group slowly lowered, the flow of people also separated. All the students respectfully saluted the British-style gentleman old man. It was the principal who was here.

Angers looked up at the huge dragon body covered by a tarpaulin, his eyes calm. The students on the side could not guess what the legendary dragon slayer was thinking at this time.

With a heavy sound and the slight squeak of the cart, the next-generation dragon body was placed on the giant cart.

"Put up the sling."

The captain on the transport helicopter gave the command, and then the buttons were untied one by one, the hooks were retracted, and the helicopter group left the sky in an orderly manner.

Angers stood not far in front of the giant flatbed truck, just quietly staring at the dragon body that had been planted this time.

"Why don't you open it for everyone to see?"

An old cowboy carrying a wine bottle, wearing flip-flops and a beer belly walked up to Angers and said with a smile that he was also very interested in the next-generation dragon body in front of him. Although he was usually a little lazy, it was undeniable.

, he is still the top alchemist master among hybrids in the world.

And any master alchemist would probably find it difficult to remain calm when seeing the complete body of a second-generation dragon.

"No, this is the glory that belongs to that child."

Angers smiled and shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of friction on the rails outside the school gate. The World Python had arrived, which meant that their ace commissioner was back.

The student union's lace dance group and the Lionheart Club's flower-laying team, which had been prepared long ago, lined up outside the school gate, waiting for the heavy iron gate to open.

With the sound of frustration, the car door opened, and the leading black-haired boy was wearing a black windbreaker, holding two ancient alchemy knives on his left waist, and walked down steadily, followed by Caesar and Chu Zihang.

But when the three of them stood still, they were all stunned for a moment.

Lu Chen looked at the neatly lined up members of the Lion Heart Club, each with their bodies upright, and the Lion Heart Club badge on their chests shining brightly under the reflection of the sun. Mirala was obviously wearing makeup today, and she was wearing a brown windbreaker.

Her skin is a bit paler, her light blond hair is tied up, and she looks a bit more capable.

She walked steadily and firmly, holding flowers in her hands as she walked forward. For a moment, it made people feel that she was not here to lay flowers, but walking towards the battlefield. What she held in her hands was not flowers, but a loaded machine gun... This girl

I'm a little too nervous today.

Caesar was also stunned. He watched the lace dance troupe he was proud of dancing to the music, and loudly shouted to welcome the president's triumphant victory...

For a moment, given Caesar's temperament, he actually felt a little ashamed.

Oh, it wasn't because the dance troupe welcomed the dance in public. He had used similar methods before when recruiting new students in the student union. What he felt ashamed of was... To be fair, he didn't do anything when he went to Japan this time.

He made too much contribution, and being able to kill the next generation species basically depends on Brother Lu's unparalleled combat power.

He just gave Brother Lu some extra help in his emotional journey, and Chu Zihang still had to share half of his credit.

With Caesar's proud character, it feels a bit embarrassing to face such a scene at this time.

Damn it, why didn’t the student union notify him in advance about this?

The mission report has clearly been sent back to the college, and the students must have heard about it. Who came up with this bad idea?

Then he saw the red shadow flashing behind the lace dance group, the silver four-leaf clover earrings, and the pretty face with a wicked smile, and he instantly understood that it was the handiwork of the little witch.

Caesar winked at the current Vice President of the Student Union, and the other party immediately understood that they had stolen the limelight of the Lion Heart Club today, which they shouldn't have done, so he directed the Lace Dance Troupe in a smart way.

"Welcome the commissioner to Japan to return triumphantly."

The girls in the lace dance troupe all changed their words and finally did not embarrass Caesar.
To be continued...