"I want to look at the dragons in this world, they are not like Odin and Deadpool."

After a long time, Lu Mingfei stated his request.

Kassel Academy said it was established to slay dragons, but he had never seen a dragon in this world in a real sense.

Odin and the others are all aliens mixed with dragon blood.

Perhaps because he was sure that Lu Mingfei would not regret it, Professor Guderian agreed to him.

"Well, for some stubborn new students, we have to show them evidence."

He picked up the phone and spoke to someone.

Soon after, the study door opened.

A middle-aged man with "I am Japanese" written all over his face walked in quickly.

Each of his left and right hands was carrying a black suitcase, which looked quite sturdy.

He put the suitcase on the table and introduced himself in fluent Chinese: "My name is Toyama Masashi, a psychological counseling teacher at Kassel College. I am very happy to meet our S-class freshmen."

"You are all pretty good at Chinese," Lu Mingfei joked.

“At Kassel College, everyone basically communicates in Chinese.”

Masashi Toyama said a message that shocked Lu Mingfei.

The two and a half months of hard practice in speaking English were all in vain!

"I told you earlier, I told you what else I should learn in English!"

Guderian apologized: "This is my dereliction of duty. I should have explained it when I got together with your family last time."

Lu Mingfei is quite generous.

Just wave your hand and just go ahead and learn. When you are away from home, you won’t be at a disadvantage if you master another foreign language.

Guderian gave a thumbs up and praised Lu Mingfei for his excellent temperament and for being a talented person.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed by his boast.

"We brought two certificates, both of which are high-level cultural relics and were specially loaned from the ice cellar."

On the other hand, Masashi Toyama opened the first suitcase with his fingerprint and password.

Lu Mingfei saw a black scale, about half the size of a hand.

He sees this thing every day in other worlds.

"Dragon scales?"

"You are very knowledgeable, classmate Mingfei."

Masashi Toyama was slightly surprised, then nodded.

"That's right, this is a dragon scale. It was discovered by Sven Hedin in the ancient Loulan area of ​​XJ, China in 1900. At that time, he tried his best and couldn't figure out what it was. Finally, he brought it back to Europe and was recognized by others. That thing

The man's name is Meneke Cassel, and this is one of the evidences."

He carefully closed the suitcase, as if protecting some rare treasure.

Lu Mingfei said nothing, and silently stretched out his palm. There were scales of various colors on it, and their shapes were similar to the dragon scales in the suitcase.

"How about I give you a few more slices."

Guderian: "..."

Toyama Masashi: "..."

"Nani! Search Naha Shinai (how is this possible)"

The beautiful hometown dialect burst out from Toyama Masashi's mouth, and he tremblingly picked up the scales in Lu Mingfei's hand.

I can't believe it's a dragon scale.

"Mingfei, is this also the power of your speech spirit?" Guderian's round eyes widened.

"Yes, they are all conjured by the spirit of words."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and told lies.

In fact, these dragon scales were cut off from those ancient dragons, and he kept them in the warehouse after making the remaining weapons and equipment.

Nowadays, if there are no dragon craftsmen, it is basically useless.

It is better to send it to professionals to study the differences between dragons in other worlds and dragons in this world.

Masashi Toyama obviously still cannot accept the facts in front of him.

He took a deep breath.

"I need verification, can you give me these dragon scales for now?"

"Of course, it's just a welcome gift, unshaven Ogi-san."

After Toyama Masashi received the consent, he carefully put a pile of dragon scales into his storage box.

As a psychological counseling specialist in Kassel, he is also a dragon research enthusiast. The significance of these dragon scales to him is no less than winning 100 million in the lottery.

"Put the dragon scales aside for now, let's move on to the second piece of proof."

Guderian asked Masashi Toyama to open the second suitcase.

A cylindrical glass bottle.

Soaked in light yellow formalin is an animal that looks like a lizard.

It is yellow-white, with film-like wings and a curled tail, like a fetus in the womb, with long whiskers floating up and down around its mouth with the solution.

"This is a dragon's cub, in a sleeping state."

Masashi Toyama explained: "Dragons are difficult to kill, especially the noble first-generation and second-generation species. Even if you destroy their bodies, you cannot destroy their souls. After a long time, they will wake up again."

Lu Mingfei touched his chin and lowered his head in thought.

After hearing what Ogissan said, he suddenly felt that the dragons in this world were much more powerful.

As immortal beings, those dragon kings might be more powerful than the black dragons.

The impure Odin he met was probably not even a dragon pawn in this world.

Thinking this way, Lu Mingfei was in awe.

Those dragon-slaying warriors of the past were truly great, being able to destroy generations of powerful dragon kings.

"This red dragon baby was swallowed by a giant python before it hatched. The local farmer killed the giant python and took out the baby from its belly, so it could not self-destruct."

Guderian asked with emotion: "Such a perfect specimen, isn't it?"

"Perfect."

Lu Mingfei said while staring at the red dragon cub.

Although a little small, this is indeed a perfect red dragon image.

He also hunted red dragons in other worlds.

Yanwanglong.

An aloof ancient dragon species, a terrifying guy known as the "Fire Emperor" and the "Lord of Purgatory".

It is also a red dragon.

It's just that it doesn't look like Lu Mingfei's ideal red dragon.

Lu Mingfei's ideal red dragon is like Alexstrasza, the red dragon queen in World of Warcraft.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he said "I bring life and hope" with a domineering attitude.

Yanwanglong is different. Yanwanglong is not so much a dragon as it is a big lion with two wings.

Many old hunters will affectionately call the Yanwang dragon Yanmiao. Lu Mingfei has hunted the Yanwang dragon a lot, and he is used to calling it that.

Among the dragon scales given to Toyama Masashi, there were scales from the battle-stricken king Yanmiao.

Compared to Yanmiao, Lu Mingfei prefers the red mini dragon in front of him.

That slippery, small body and wings will definitely feel great if you chop them off with one knife.

He licked his dry lips.

The red dragon cub suddenly trembled like a convulsion, as if something terrible had happened, and its wings began to vibrate wildly, struggling, trying to break through the shackles of the glass bottle.

The scorching dragon flames were ignited deep in its throat and spurted out.

"Yeah, it can also breathe fire!"

Lu Mingfei smiled even more. He turned to look at the stunned Toyama Masashi and Guderian, and asked, "Can I take it home to raise it?"

A beautiful little red dragon will definitely be more majestic than a pterosaur if it grows up.

When the time comes, the hook and claw are hung at the feet of the domineering red dragon, flying over the thousands of rivers and mountains in the beautiful world, that is what many hunters dream of.

In the glass bottle, flames spurted out crazily.

Feeling that the human in front of him had no good intentions towards his body, the red dragon cub struggled harder.


Chapter completed!