Not long after, they came to a study room, or it could also be said to be a psychological research room.
Area A of the teaching building is where Masashi Toyama usually works and conducts some research.
"Formal introduction, my name is Toyama Masashi. I am a psychological counselor at Kassel College. I am very happy to meet our S-level freshmen." After saying this, he bowed respectfully to Fu Nian.
"Japanese?" Fu Nian glanced at the other party in surprise. Then he nodded politely.
"That's right." Chen Xiaoxiao explained from the side.
"Actually, our college didn't have a dedicated psychology instructor at the beginning. We didn't have this position until forty years ago. So do you know why we set up a position specifically for this?" Masashi Toyama looked at Fu Nian with a smile.
"Why? It can't be because of me." Fu Nian said casually.
Masashi Toyama looked up in surprise and nodded.
"Because there has been a precedent of S-level students committing suicide. This huge loss forced the college to start paying attention to the psychological quality of students."
"Then no student has committed suicide since then?"
"No."
"No?"
"No!" Toyama Masashi's tone was firm.
"Why?"
Chen Xiaoxiao also looked at Masashi Toyama curiously.
"Because ordinary mixed-race species cannot reach the level of being able to get into trouble and fall into misunderstandings. To put it simply, their IQ is too low and their strength does not allow it."
Chen Xiaoxiao curled his mouth, why did he feel like he was cursing?
"so?"
"That's right, the college's psychological counselor is specially set up for S-level students.
But because there have been too few S-level students over the years, our psychological counselors have also changed from initial consultation to a research office. We not only deal with some investigation tasks arranged by the college, but also deal with some trivial matters of students. Strictly speaking, those basic
It’s not included in the scope of our work.”
Fu Nian automatically ignored Toyama Masashi's work complaints.
"There are very few S-levels in our academy?"
"rare?"
"How many?"
"From the time when the last one committed suicide until now, you are the only one."
Fu Nian:(⊙o⊙).
He could suddenly understand the meaning of Manstein's eyes when he saw him for the first time. And Chen Xiaoxiao and Raymond were surprised when they heard about S-class.
This is not a question of less or less, it is a question of whether or not!
"So you have to understand how much our college values you!" Manstein appeared in front of Fu Nian from behind. He looked into his eyes and said, "You have to believe that our college will do its best to cultivate your growth."
Fu Nian nodded, feeling deeply that the other party was so great.
Seeing Fu Nian nodding, Manstein changed the subject and continued,
"Although you have experienced Deadpool, this thing does not belong to a real dragon. He can only be regarded as a servant of the dragon clan. A real dragon is much stronger than Deadpool."
Fu Nian nodded again in agreement.
"We have loaned you two items from the academy's archives. These two items will prove to you the real evidence of the existence of the Dragon Clan!"
Fu Nian looked at Manstein with interest, then looked down at the two safes placed on the table.
He really wanted to see the evidence that other dragons stayed in this world. Although he himself was the biggest evidence.
Manstein nodded towards Masashi Toyama.
Masashi Toyama walked up to the safe, first entered the password, then pressed his fingerprint to open the safe.
After peeling off the top layer of foam, Fu Nian saw a piece of black scale, about half the size of a palm, in the shape of a perfect shield. The surface was as smooth as if it had been newly oiled. The exquisite and delicate texture was illuminated under the light.
Clearly discernible.
Chen Xiaoxiao had seen this thing before, but when he saw it again, he couldn't help but come up and look at the black scales, looking like a curious baby.
With the consent of Professor Manstein, Fu Nian stretched out his hand towards the scales in the suitcase. It was slightly cool, with a texture like steel, cold and tough, but very light in weight, as if it was made of some new technology composite material.
, there is a thin layer of light black keratin on the edge, so sharp that it seems that if you apply a little force, your fingers will be cut.
But Fu Nian knew clearly that this was not a composite material, nor was it steel.
But real dragon scales.
He is very aware of the existence of this thing, and it is growing on his body.
"This thing is indeed stronger than the scales on Deadpool. Where did you find this?" Fu Nian rubbed the black scales and looked at Masashi Toyama.
Dragons generally don't put their scales anywhere alone, and they don't have the habit of losing their hair regularly like humans. There are only two situations where you can get scales from a dragon, one is if he actively donates them, and the other is if he obtains them violently.
As for the origin of the scales in his hands, Fu Nian had no way of verifying it, but he really couldn't think of the possibility of a powerful and violent dragon actively donating its scales to humans.
"This is a real dragon scale. It was discovered by Sven Hedin in the ancient city of Loulan in Xinjiang, China in 1900. He did not recognize it at the time, but he found that it could not be damaged by burning or hammering.
, so he brought it back to Europe from China. Someone in Europe recognized it, and that person was named Meineke Cassel." Masashi Toyama said.
"Loulan." Fu Nian nodded. He was sure of one thing. This dragon scale was not his. Because according to his experience, if this thing had something to do with him, it would definitely leave an impression in his memory, but
No matter when he touched the scales or heard the description, no memories buried by time emerged in his mind.
So this thing doesn't belong to him. It belongs to him or to other dragons. But it has nothing to do with him.
Because apart from its ornamental and commemorative value, a piece of dragon scale has no substantial use.
"Do you need to truly feel the powerful defense of dragon scales again?" Masashi Toyama said, taking out a Walter PPK pistol and pointing to the dragon scales in Fu Nian's hand.
"It's not necessary." Fu Nian shook his head, "This Walter ppk can't even break through Deadpool's defense, let alone a real dragon scale. This is an experiment without any operational significance."
"Uh." Masashi Toyama was stunned. It was the first time he met a student with such a loud voice, even though the opponent was a rare S-class hybrid.
"He killed a Deadpool head-on before coming to the academy. Our normal process sequence can be omitted." Manstein patted Masashi Toyama on the shoulder and said.
"Have you ever killed Deadpool head-on?!!" Masashi Toyama's ears suddenly pricked. Although facing Deadpool head-on has little to do with his work, it does not affect his understanding of Deadpool's terror.
On the contrary, as a psychology teacher with a doctorate degree from the University of Tokyo, being knowledgeable is the basic quality and basis of work.
"I'm at the scene." Chen Xiaoxiao quickly stepped forward as a witness.
Masashi Toyama opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Look up at the sky.
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