Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 111 Mo Qiuran: I heard that this thing is very strong?
"The ice cellar is the collective name for the underground facilities of Kassel College, where the experimental sites of the Equipment Department and the Research Department are gathered, as well as the marine and terrestrial biological samples, as well as the alchemy equipment manufacturing, storage, and shelter."

The old cowboy brought Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang to the church, and while introducing them, the old cowboy seemed surprisingly reliable in explaining such useful knowledge.

The glass with multicolored paintings in the church shows bright colors in the dream under the sunlight, the sunlight presents light paths in the air, and the tranquility carries the simplicity and sanctity.

"Then what are we doing in the church?" Mo Qiuran asked, his voice echoing in the empty church, "Is it because there is a sacred baptism ceremony before going to a place like the ice cellar?"

"Oh, that's not true. Kassel College basically doesn't have any pious believers. After all, God won't show up to help you when you slay a dragon. At most, it's interesting for others to see if necessary." The old cowboy took another sip of wine as he spoke, "However, if we talk about the baptism ceremony, if we bump into the group of people in the research department, they should use various disinfection instruments at you... It seems to be counted?"

"Are they obsessed with cleanliness?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"It's cleanliness, but it's not cleanliness." The old cowboy said.

"You said it, but you didn't say it." Mo Qiuran has always been experienced in dealing with others in his own way.

"To be precise, their cleanliness needs a quotation mark, because this cleanliness is for other people." The old cowboy poured the last bit of wine into his mouth and swallowed it, then waved his hand smartly, and the bottle drew a graceful curve in the air Entered the trash can with a unique shape, which is unique in the shape of a lion's head.

To be honest, there is such an artistic trash can in a place like a church, it always makes people feel a little out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere, but after the bottle flew into the trash can and the crisp sound of glass colliding, Mo Qiuran understood, the old feelings The Cowboys don't do this once or twice.

Maybe the old cowboy just threw it away when there was no such trash can, and then the glass shards and liquor splashed everywhere. After trying to persuade and found nothing, the school had to install an additional trash can here, in order to let the vice principal Adults are interested in throwing it there, and they specially made it into the shape of an animal's head... maybe because they think cowboys like to throw lassoes at animal heads?
"For example, if you want to go to their site, you need to go through the most stringent disinfection process and wear a biohazard suit, because you need to prevent bacterial contamination on your body, and their place is full of hamburger chicken wings and cola garbage. Throwing it around... or buying it from outside, I remember them trying to write a paper proving that it wasn't junk food traditional food was."

The old cowboy led them into the side of the church. Once they entered here, most of the quaint and solemn atmosphere dissipated in an instant, because there was no natural lighting here. A swipe card instead of a button, as is often the case at Kassel College, once it appears - it needs permission to enter.

"Our school is full of talents." Mo Qiuran sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"There is no normal person who can come to this school. The more normal you look, the more abnormal he is!" The old cowboy laughed, took out a black card and swiped it over the card reader.

"The monitoring has detected that you have been drinking before. According to the school regulations, you are not allowed to enter the ice cellar within 24 hours..." The elevator door did not slam open, but Norma's voice came out.

"That's right, I made the school rules, but I added a parenthesis at the end saying that the vice principal was excluded." The old cowboy patted the elevator door, "Okay, Norma, I designed and built the ice cellar, and I closed it here." Eyes know where to go!"

The elevator opened with two beeps, and it looked as if Norma had been persuaded.

"The vice principal is really domineering!" Mo Qiuran praised.

"That's right! I'm the vice principal!" The old cowboy was triumphant.

After a while...

"Vice principal, are we lost?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course not, I'm just showing you the ice cellar! Then you don't have to worry about going wrong in the future!" The vice-principal said with a big wave of his hand, "With your class, you can enter most places in the ice cellar, especially you, Mo Qiu. Ran, the S-class has the same power as the principal to some extent, so in order to prevent you from going wrong and causing trouble in the future, I will take you for a walk in advance!"

"So that's how it is!" Mo Qiuran said in his heart, you continue to make up, and I will never refute.

Chu Zihang was silent on the side, he finally thought of this feature of wandering back and forth between reliable and unreliable, and being able to keep up with the rhythm of interaction with Mo Qiuran in terms of words...

It's you!Fingal!

……

"This is the place where the pure-blooded dragon that you guys took care of was stored. The research work should have started on the first day this thing arrived here. After all, the sample of the pure-blooded dragon that is in the process of cocooning is very likely to be a mixed-race pair." This is the first time the Dragon Clan has been caught since the research began, and the research is of great significance..." said the old cowboy, "but this ice cannot be melted, so it can only be sealed and isolated."

In the end, they found their way. With the help of Norma, the most reliable presence in Kassel College, surveillance cameras and loudspeakers were everywhere in such an important location as the ice cellar.

As for what the old cowboys are yelling about, "They actually changed the decoration style", "If the mark I left was not covered, I wouldn't be able to find it", "In fact, I rarely go to the ice cellar by the way of the church. " and other excuses...

Just listen to it.

"We used space rocket heat insulation materials to make isolation measures! A total of three layers were made!" The researcher on the side who was covered in white protective clothing and even the mask was made of reflective coating proudly introduced, " Even if we pack up the entire laboratory and throw it down from space like a return capsule, there will be no possibility of damage at all!"

"So are we going to start research in the reentry capsule?" Mo Qiuran became excited, "Is this thing really that strong?!"

"Uh... this strength is mainly in terms of temperature insulation. In terms of strength, we have not reinforced it because there is no rigid requirement. If it is really thrown from space, although it will not be burned, it will be broken into a giant discus." The researcher said. For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in my heart, and I quickly explained.

"Oh..." Mo Qiuran instantly lost interest.

　I went...yesterday hungover...headache...started typing!Go!The husky is about to do something again!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)