I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 272 The Mysterious Fingal
In the early morning, Kassel College, the student dormitory building, Old Tang and Finger's dormitory.

"Ste, how's Li and Lai's face going? (Junior brother, how's the progress with that female tyrannosaurus)?" Fingel opened a pair of sleepy eyes, and put the toothbrush into his mouth indiscriminately on his teeth. Rubbing, mouthing indistinctly with toothpaste in his mouth.

Old Tang was a little worried that he would accidentally swallow the toothpaste in a state of severe sleepiness and unconsciousness—since they were selected into the special operations team, they had a life of going to the Norton Hall for training at 08:30 every morning Life.

"I've already said that we have nothing to do with each other, so I will treat him as my niece..." Old Tang sighed.

"Ha-pooh!" Fingel spat out the mouthwash, turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"I've said it several times," Old Tang said with a grim expression, "If you still don't believe me, then today's fighting training can only be done by the two of us."

"Don't, don't, I'm joking," Fingel waved his hands again and again, "Junior Brother, your body is like an animal, I'll fall apart with one punch."

"Come on, brother, don't fool me. Although your IQ is not very good, your muscles can't be made by taking hormones."

Living in the same bedroom, Old Tang often saw Finger "showing off" his well-developed and powerful muscles.

"No amount of muscle can stop you, you beast!" The corner of Fingel's mouth twitched, "I saw you smash eight centimeters of reinforced concrete with one punch, are you still human?"

Old Tang was silent, he really didn't know how to answer these words, after all, Fingel was right.

"Ahem, anyway, the relationship between me and Senior Sister Zhuya is so pure that I don't have the kind of relationship you imagined!" Old Tang changed the subject, "Brother, if you repeat my rumors, I will go to the night watchman Post that you have cypresses on your underwear!"

"How do I rely on you to know?!" Fingel turned pale with shock.

Since Old Tang came, he has put away the pair of underwear with the printed cypress moon color flower and the other printed with the world of Xiyuan Temple - although he is indeed thick-skinned, at least he still retains a little bit of dignity.

So how did Old Tang know?
"Brother Fei told me," Old Tang shrugged, showing a sinister expression, "Brother, you don't want the whole school to know the news, do you?"

"I understand!" Fingel nodded resolutely, then bent his knees, knelt on the ground with a crisp "plop", and assumed the posture of sitting down, "I will promise you anything! Please don't say it out !"

"Ahem, it's okay...it doesn't have to be like this..." The corner of Old Tang's mouth twitched, "As long as you don't make up rumors about me and my senior sister..."

Then, his phone rang.

Old Tang took out his mobile phone, his face suddenly became weird, the screen of the mobile phone was on, and there were only four Chinese characters on the caller ID - Senior Sister Tooth Decay.

After hesitatingly glanced at Finger on the ground, Old Tang held the phone to his ear, and carefully turned on the connection button.

"Hello? Old Tang, why are you only answering the phone now? Did you just wake up?" Zhuya's voice was unexpectedly loud, and Old Tang had already turned down the volume of the phone, but Finger on the ground still showed his extreme weakness. Weird look—obviously, he heard it.

So Old Tang looked at Fingel who was on the ground and looked up at him, his expression fully explained what it means to dare to be angry but not to speak out.

People call you early in the morning?You still say there is nothing between you?
"Hey, Senior Sister, what do you want from me?" Old Tang Xin said that I might not be able to clean up if I jumped into the Yellow River.

"Come to the student union headquarters at nine o'clock for a meeting," Zhuya said on the phone, "Caesar said that you don't need to go to the special operations team for training today, and come directly to the headquarters meeting room. You have important tasks. By the way, bring your roommate."

It seems to be clean.

"Let's go, senior brother," Old Tang picked up his mobile phone, "Sister Zhuya told us to go to the student union headquarters for a meeting, and asked me to take you there by name."

"It's over." Fingel's face turned gray.

"What's wrong? Brother, you look so ugly?" Old Tang's expression changed, "Could it be that you stole your sister-in-law during training and was discovered by the president, and now the president wants to gather us together to attack you in public? "

"Junior brother, your imagination is really rich," Fingel glanced at Old Tang, "I'm afraid the two of us will be sent to perform missions."

"What? But I just entered school!" Old Tang was taken aback, "Maybe it's something else?"

"Apart from missions, what other things need to call me?" Fingel had an expression of seeing through the vicissitudes of personnel, "The student union didn't even call me for the anniversary, so what's the good thing about calling me now?"

Old Tang:  …

You are really amazing to be able to mix like this.

……

In the general conference room of the student union, Caesar was sitting on top, and Old Tang and Finger were huddled in an inconspicuous corner—it was said to be inconspicuous, but in fact, there were not many people in the huge conference room, only the ministers and Caesar’s elite Even with the members of the department, Old Tang and Fingel couldn't find anything to cover themselves.

"Some time ago, the school discovered the Bronze City. According to the analysis of the dragon history professors, it should be a palace for one of the four dragon kings, the King of Bronze and Fire," Caesar cut to the point, "Before the executive department had Preliminary exploration was carried out in it, and a lot of useful information was returned by scanning and recording the dragon text, totem and architectural details in the Bronze City, and even a living dragon was found in it, but limited by insufficient preparation and limited manpower, It didn’t kill the dragons inside, um... To be precise, the commissioner who launched the water escaped from there due to insufficient combat preparations and a small number of people.”

"The college originally planned to develop a batch of underwater operation equipment specifically for Bronze City, and then organize personnel to enter it to eliminate dragons, but according to Norma's recent geological exploration and analysis of the Three Gorges Basin of the Yangtze River, there may be geological changes there in the near future," Kai Sa glanced at everyone, "So the plan to enter the Bronze City must be implemented in advance. This operation was personally approved by the principal, and outstanding students were selected from the whole school to form the Annihilation Team and the Exploration Team, which are respectively responsible for eliminating dragons and exploring the Bronze City."

"President, did the principal say how many people will be selected for the annihilation team and the exploration team?"

"Because we have to face high-level pure-blooded dragons, and in order to avoid being affected by dragons, the annihilation team only needs six students with the best bloodlines, and other members will be selected from the commissioners of the executive department. The exploration team will need more manpower. The students need twelve, and immediately enter the Bronze City to explore after the extermination is over."

Using the confrontation between golden pupils as a medium, high-level dragons can unleash spiritual coercion on hybrids. Hybrids with insufficient bloodlines will even be paralyzed under the dragon's power, and they cannot be used as combat power at all, what's more. They will be mentally manipulated and attack their teammates in turn, so the battle with a pure-blooded dragon is not as good as the more people you have, and the bloodline is more important than the overall strength--bloodlines are the prerequisite for participating in the battle. If your own bloodlines are not strong enough, even through other Way has great strength, and if he accidentally looks at Long during the battle, he still has to kneel immediately, and even turn against his teammates to attack.

Therefore, the annihilation team must jointly select excellent bloodlines from among the students and the commissioners of the executive department, and must ensure that the bloodlines of the participating members are high enough to resist the spiritual coercion of high-level dragons.

"The student union and the Lionheart Club will submit application lists to the principal, and other students will also submit applications. In the end, the principal personally selects six members of the annihilation team," Caesar said, "The special operations team will go back and write an application Give the form to me. Those who want to participate in this operation from the elite department should also write an application form and hand it to me. Each minister will select three applicants from his own department. These applications will be reported to the principal in the name of the student union There, it is also told that those who are not selected can apply to the principal in their own names. Does anyone have any objections?"

"President, can the special operations team not apply?" Fingel weakly raised his hand.

"I have always upheld the principle of voluntary participation..." Caesar said.

Finger and Old Tang looked happy.

"But it's the principal's intention to let all members of the special operations team apply. If you don't want to go there, you have to discuss it with the principal." Caesar said the second half of the sentence leisurely.

"In addition, don't think that you will be fine if you don't submit the application form. The principal said that even if the members of the special operations team do not submit the application form, they will be regarded as applications. Submitting the form is just a situation." Caesar reminded kindly road.

"I protest! This is power! This is independence..." Old Tang hurriedly couldn't help Fingel's mouth - there were already ministers or members of the elite department showing unkind eyes to them.

"You can protest, but I don't need to tell you where the principal's office is, right?" Caesar said indifferently, "But I have to remind you, Fingel, you are only repeating the grade for four years. If you offend the principal, then But no one knows how many years you will repeat."

Fingel's face was bleak, and his eyes were full of despair.

……

Finger and Old Tang's dormitory.

"You don't need to have such a big reaction, brother," Old Tang patted Fingel's shoulder to comfort him, "You are such a waste, even if you submit an application, it is unlikely that the principal will choose you."

"I really appreciate your comfort, Junior Brother," Fingel twitched the corner of his mouth, "My intuition tells me that I probably won't be able to avoid this encounter."

"But it doesn't matter!" Finger patted Old Tang's shoulder vigorously, "With junior brother and you with me, even if I die, I will have someone to be buried with me anyway!"

"It's a pity that I didn't expect that I, Finger, would be considered a wise man...a wise man for half a lifetime, and it was a man who was buried with him at the end of his death, not a beautiful blonde girl in white lace stockings..." Speaking of which, Finger Er's mood sank again.

"Although I probably wouldn't be able to escape if bloodlines were used as the selection criterion, but I kindly comfort you, brother, isn't it a bit too much for you to curse me to death?" Old Tang was dissatisfied.

"Oh...maybe, this is life, just like the cherry blossoms must fall from the tree at the most brilliant time, as a dragon slayer, my life is already doomed to wither at this moment..." Fingel stared out the window blankly , with melancholy and sad eyes, as if the outside is not the scorching sun in the afternoon, but the poignant dusk.

If he is willing to take care of this messy hair and shave his beard, this melancholy look might really attract a school girl or two.

Just when Old Tang was complaining in his heart, Fingel sighed again: "Forget it! Since this body is doomed to wither, at least it should drink heavily before breaking the halberd! Brother! Bring the card!"

"Take...what... card?" Old Tang didn't reflect for a while.

"Credit card, of course!" Fingel waved his hand, "Let's drink two cases of cold beer first!"

"Is this what you said for a long time?! Why use my card instead of your own card!"

"To be honest, brother, brother, all of my seventeen credit cards have been overdrawn, and now I am so poor that I don't even have a coin, and I can't even jingle."

"You should die! Even if I, Ronald Tang, die, I will not lend you money by jumping off this floor!"

……

Late at night, in the student dormitory.

"Master...junior brother, are you drunk?" Fingel threw the empty beer can in his hand into the trash can, but it was a pity that he didn't throw it in after checking a little distance—it must have been less than two meters.

"Drunk? I drink beer, how can I be drunk?" Old Tang picked up a glass bottle and blew on it.

"Junior brother, I'll just... I'll say you're... drunk," Fingel laughed, pointing at the bottle in Old Tang's hand, "We both... bought Erguotou an hour ago."

"But I drink this is the water of life, brother, if you don't believe me, look at it!" Old Tang put the bottle in front of Finger's eyes, and the cold glass body stuck to the bridge of Finger's nose, making him startled.

"Let me see what is written on it... what is written..." Fingal stared at the words on the bottle with cross-eyed eyes, and read out vaguely, "Te...Teuila (tequila)?"

"Damn!" Fingel slapped his thigh, "It's really fucking water of life!"

"Brother, right? You're the one who's drunk..." Old Tang blew on the bottle again, then fell headlong to the ground.

A few minutes later, Finger got up silently, carried Old Tang on his bed, covered him with a quilt, then avoided the beer cans all over the floor with light and nimble steps, walked to the door and opened it softly When you go out, don't forget to turn off the lights before you walk away.

As the dormitory door was gently closed, the dormitory completely returned to silence, only Old Tang's snoring sounded regularly.

Moonlight streamed in through the windows, illuminating the beer cans and glass bottles strewn all over the floor.

In the dark night, a pair of bright golden pupils quietly opened, and the black figure stood up from the bed soundlessly, walked to the window in an almost "floating" posture, lowered his head, just in time to see a sneaky figure coming from the dormitory. Come out and walk in the direction of the library.

The window was opened silently, and the black shadow floated to the ground, turning into a group of ink marks thicker and deeper than the night in mid-air. After landing, the ink marks and the black shadow dispersed together, and the invisible shadow followed quietly. Behind the people in the library.

Ling Ling · Ming Zhao.

……

In Norma's computer room, a sneaky figure pushed the door and walked in.

A transparent figure whose body temperature was infinitely close to the temperature and made no sound followed him in, even Norma could hardly detect it.

Yanling · Winter.

"You're drinking again!"

A voice of dissatisfaction rang out in the computer room, and a light blue beam of light came down, and a beautiful translucent girl like an elf in a fairy tale was suspended in the beam of light.

The girl flew in front of Finger and made a fierce expression at him, Finger smiled helplessly.

Old Tang showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

This news is much more exciting than Hinoki Ayaka!
(End of this chapter)