Chapter 188 Uninvited Guest

"The sky is blue waiting for smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you~The smoke from the kitchen is rising thousands of miles across the river~"

Ronald Tang hummed a song and returned to the Holy Blood Pavilion happily carrying the meals packed from the canteen.

Today's dinner is a little late - mainly because a master who calls himself the "Insect King" suddenly appeared today and defeated a series of interstellar players on the battle platform. The shameless self-proclaimed "Human King" couldn't help but go into battle to fight with the opponent. More than a dozen rounds ended in a "lucky defeat".

"It's a pity that the leader will not go to the interstellar to slay the dragon, otherwise China's interstellar will have another rising star in the future!"

Old Tang couldn't help but feel a little regretful. In his opinion, it was like: "Slaying the dragon, that's all! How important can it be compared with CN Interstellar!"

"It always feels so peaceful. There's not a single pretty girl on the road. It's completely different from usual... Didn't you mean that even if it's a holiday, there will always be people from the equipment department staying behind?"

The cold whistled across the cold road, and the lifelike gargoyle sculptures on the lampposts drew terrifying black shadows under the pale light. After the students who were determined to slay dragons returned home for the holidays, this hidden college showed It has the aspect of an ancient castle in the mountains.

Old Tang couldn't help but shudder and accelerated his pace back to the Holy Blood Hall.

He didn't dwell too much on his suspected identity as the "lost alchemy genius of the Dragon Family", and he didn't bother to get to the bottom of it.

Just like when he was a bounty hunter, he would fight with his boss to become a mascot. He would not wonder why he had such good luck, nor would he wonder about others who did not.

Anyway, now I live in a classic finely decorated suite in the Holy Blood Pavilion. I play on PS3 with a large LCD screen and a high-speed computer. I take the leader's black card and eat casually in the cafeteria. If I have such leisure and curiosity, it is better to finish the leader's tasks quickly. Open two Star Wars or Call of Duty.

While he was thinking about the alchemy technology of "Spiritual Forging" in his mind, he unknowingly returned to the spacious and quiet Holy Blood Pavilion.

The high-hanging red lanterns cast a scarlet light at the gate. Seeing this scene, Old Tang shuddered again. As a German, Fingel only knew that red during the Spring Festival represented happiness but had no idea what "Chinese horror" was.

After silently reciting in his mind, "Your Majesty, the Emperor, the demons and monsters, leave quickly." He quickly opened the door and went in to turn on the light.

The "Picture of Angels Leading the Army" was hung from the second floor of the hall. Looking at the holy angel leading an entire legion of tall and mighty warriors wearing orange heavy armor, Old Tang thought of his captain as soon as possible to use Alchemy technology was used to research the power armor on the painting and then mass-produce it.

"After delivering the food to the little girl, go upstairs and study it carefully... Although he is very handsome, as a Star Wars fan, I still get a set that costs 50 yuan for my good friends..."

Old Tang walked to a small door in the corner at the end of the hall with his lunch box in hand and entered the password "ditti di".

"The password is correct."

Old Tang hummed to the tune of "Blue and White Porcelain", opened the door and walked down the stairs. He closed the door and the sound of slamming echoed in the spacious hall, and then it became quiet.

About a minute later, ghostly figures emerged from the darkness outside the Holy Blood Hall and sneaked into the hall silently.

The light that had just been turned on turned off again.

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Several venues in Kassel College have independent underground storage warehouses. Different student organizations store different things. For example, the Amber Hall of the Student Union stores red wine and champagne, and the Lion Heart Club stores a lot of top-secret books. and documents;

As for the Holy Blood Pavilion...the underground floor is full of weapons.

Most of them are bolters and explosive bombs produced by the Equipment Department during this period, and are carefully wrapped in oil paper for preservation; explosive rockets such as refined sulfur grenades and special alchemy pump core armor-piercing shells for RPG rocket launchers are neatly packed He was put aside, and a chain-blade chainsaw-shaped weapon hung on the wall. The bright red blood drop embossing on the handle was quite eye-catching...

If Professor Manstein, the disciplinary committee member, had seen this scene, he would have fainted on the spot due to elevated blood pressure. After waking up, he would have yelled:

"We are at Kassel Academy, not Gaddafi Academy! We are cultivating dragon-slaying elites, not counter-terrorists! These high-power and high-destruction live ammunition weapons together are enough to arm a company!"

However, Professor Manstein generally would not come to the Holy Blood Hall, because Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang could tell at a glance that he was the kind of rigorous ascetic rather than a certain student union president who held parties every day.

"I'm sorry, little girl, it's a little late to play games today..."

With an apologetic smile on his face, Old Tang brought today's dinner to Yuan Zhennu, who was alone on the second floor underground.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang. It's okay, I'm not very hungry today."

Yuan Zhennu took the lunch box with both hands and thanked her softly.

Their voices echoed in the spacious second underground floor.

There is only one collection here - a dragon bone cross, belonging to the "white emperor" who started a great rebellion in the history of the dragon clan and almost dragged the "black emperor" off the throne.

Not many people know that it is the Dragon Bone of the White King. Except for the head of the Sheqi Eighth Family in Japan, there are only a few official members of the Weeping Angel;

From the perspective of Angers and the school board, it is a "dragon bone cross" of the next generation of dragons. No one would associate it with the white emperor - just like someone told a medical student that your classroom It's as nonsense as the gross physique teacher in it is actually the remains of Qin Shihuang.

But despite this, the Dragon Bone Cross of the next generation is also a big gold mine worth digging, and the wealth and knowledge that can be extracted from it is immeasurable. However, because of Lu Mingfei's ability to "single kill the next generation" and Frost's experience, the remaining school directors did not act too rashly.

"Don't you feel bored just staying here by yourself? Do you want me to move the PS3 down?"

Old Tang glanced around. There were only two incandescent lights on in this huge underground warehouse, one above their heads and one at the end dozens of meters away——

A silver-white cross skeleton wrapped in linen cloth with blood-colored scriptures and a simple bronze chain was bathed in the light, as if it were an evil holy object at the bottom of an evil religion's box.

Beyond that there is only darkness.

"No need, Mr. Tang, you also have things you should complete."

Yuan Jingnu said softly, holding the rice ball in her hand and eating it in small bites.

"Indeed, the leader wants me to build a battle armor..." Old Tang glanced at this handsome girl, who was even more beautiful than a girl, with a strange look on her face:

"To be honest, your level of strength is equivalent to that of a high-level soldier in the interstellar world like Bigfoot. A fifty-dollar brother's armor will only drag you down..."

"The chapter leader has his own considerations, we just need to trust him." Yuan Zhennu said.

"Well...it's true, I'm still trying to be the Chapter Leader. When school starts, I'll find a girl whose spirit is not so dangerous. I have to start experimenting with the 'spiritual casting' technology as soon as possible..."

Old Tang had a headache.

"Um."

"Speaking of which, do you also plan to follow the chapter leader for the rest of your life? I feel like there will definitely be a lot of fights to be fought in the future."

"I am just a redeemer now, Mr. Tang," Yuan Zhennu put down the rice ball in her hand and said seriously, "I used to be a murderous evil ghost and committed too many murders and crimes. Is it Mr. Lu?" Pulled me out of the abyss and gave me a chance to atone.”

"It's not you who did this, it was your other evil personality who did it...what did you call Feng..."

"Brother said that this is not an excuse to forgive sins. People should always bear responsibility for what they do. For example, someone killed your relatives one day, and he used this double personality excuse in front of the court to avoid trial. …Do you think this is fair to you and your loved ones?”

"Ah, to be honest, I'm just an orphan with no relatives..."

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Tang."

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize to me, haha... I feel like you're pretty good, and you should be popular with girls when you go out." Old Tang scratched his head and chuckled.

Ke Yuan's young girl's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she changed from a weak and effeminate boy to an extremely evil ghost with a fierce weapon in his hand.

"What...what's wrong?" Old Tang was a little panicked. Could it be that he said the wrong thing? In fact, Yuan Zhennu didn't like to attract girls to herself?

"somebody is coming."

"Someone is here? Who? Could it be the COS enthusiasts from the equipment department who sent equipment?" Old Tang was stunned.

"I'll go up and take a look. I'll leave this to you, Mr. Tang."

Yuan Jingnu took out a bamboo sword from under the table and stood up on the tatami floor.

"Me? I... can't fight..." Old Tang said weakly.

"It should be fine, I can sort it out soon."

Yuan Zhennu consoled him, and then took out a rough firearm from under the table and stuffed it into Old Tang's hand. It was a bolter specially designed for the Weeping Angel.

"I...are you sure you didn't grab the wrong weapon? Don't you grab a gun?"

"No. I don't want to kill anyone anymore."

Yuan Zhennu held the bamboo sword and blended into the darkness outside the light.

At 18:00 on February 17, 2023, F91 Sun Yifeng lost to Tossgirl again on his birthday, a 2-0 defeat in 28 minutes, and alarm bells were ringing.