I am blowing happily in Tokyo

Chapter 427 The Strongest S Rank

Morikawa Yu waved his hand and took out the equipment and backpack he had taken from Old Tang from the Yuzhuyin account.

"These things you bring with you are all yours."

Old Tang took the backpack.

He looked at the brass pot in Morikawa Yu's hand: "Then it...?"

Morikawa Yu: "I'll take it with me."

"Just be careful with yourself."

"En." Old Tang thought of Morikawa Yu's strength and what he had just said, and nodded.

Suddenly, Old Tang thought of another thing.

"Then, boss, where are we going after we leave here?"

Morikawa Yu: "Go to Japan."

Old Tang was stunned for a moment: "To Japan?"

"Well, let's go to Tokyo, Japan." Morikawa Yu: "That is the weakest place in the academy, and I want to go there to do something."

Old Tang nodded, and tidied up his backpack and equipment.

Morikawa Yu glanced at the phone.

Time 08:30 am.

"It's too conspicuous during the day, and it's inconvenient for you to move around."

"Wait until night, when I make a big fuss, you can sneak in among the students chasing me and take the opportunity to leave."

On the other side, the college, the principal's office building.

In the lobby on the first floor, a huge oak conference table is placed among the bookshelves.

Surrounding the table were old faces, each wearing an old-fashioned black tuxedo, with an ancient silver ring on the little finger of the left hand.

Young professors could only stand and attend, and hundreds of people filled the space on the first floor of the principal's office.

The so-called "young professor" refers to Guderian.

He was squeezed into a corner silently, pinching his empty little finger.

Every "young professor" longs for that ancient silver ring, which is the honor mark of "tenured professor" at Kassel College.

The so-called "tenured professors" usually need to work in this college for more than half a century. If these old scientists were normal humans... they would have suffered from Alzheimer's disease long ago.

"Doug Jones, Jean Gruss" Professor Guderian whispered their names.

The former is a milestone figure in the history of nuclear physics. He presided over the construction of the first atomic bomb and ended World War II. The latter is the founder of manned spaceflight technology and helped the United States land on the moon ahead of the Soviet Union.

More people also have outstanding achievements, such as Mr. Alan Turing and Mr. Blair Bitner who are sitting not far from him.

One of them is called "the father of computer and artificial intelligence", and the other is called "King Solomon of mathematics".

However, they were all silent at the moment, looking at the empty seats at the end of the conference table from time to time.

It was the chair that belonged to the principal, Hilbert Jean Angers.

He is the dean of Kassel College, the longest active elder and leader of the Secret Party, and the last member of the Lionheart Society a hundred years ago.

With his amazing energy, strong fighting spirit and iron wrist, he created the "academic age" of the secret party, and he was invincible on the battlefield of dragon slaying.

But now he is lying unconscious in the emergency operating room of the Academy's medical department.

"Is everyone here?"

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a guy with a fat middle-aged belly walked in, wearing a checkered denim shirt that had been washed out of shape, and ripped jeans.

Vice-Chancellor, Nicholas Flamel.

This surname is hardly known inside Kassel College. The students only know that it is the vice principal. The IDs in the night watchman discussion area are "Midnight Sweetheart" and "Great Flight Era". The biggest hobby is drinking, and the second is Chat with an ID who looks like a girl, and ask for a photo when the chat is hot...

But his real identity is "Flamel the Terrible," Flamel's mentor everyone has to pay homage to.

The Flamel mentors of all generations are the chief alchemists in the secret party.

Instructor Flamel said that he knew a little bit about alchemy, and other alchemy masters could only kneel down and say, "What is alchemy is so small that I don't know it."

A simple example can illustrate the achievements of Flamel's mentor in alchemy.

There is a huge alchemy matrix buried in the ground of this academy, which is in operation all the time. Its function is to amplify the "commandment" of Flamel's mentor.

Within the scope of the precepts, other mixed races cannot use the spirit of speech, and even the targets of the Dragon King level will be affected.

The same is true for Principal Ange and Professor Morikawa, who had just had a fight not long ago.

"Everyone who can be in the academy has arrived." Mr. Turing said, "There are still people who have passed away, or are too old to move, and cannot participate in this meeting."

"That's it, understandable."

The vice-principal shrugged.

"After all, what happened this time was a bit sudden. No one would have thought that a dragon would suddenly invade the academy, snatch the egg of the Dragon King that the academy had just obtained, and wound the old guy Ange."

He sat down on the seat at the end, looking a little dazed.

Anger called him half an hour ago and asked him to cooperate, increase the power of the alchemy matrix to the maximum, suppress the entire academy, and then forcibly kill the "Land Dragon" who stole the Dragon King's egg.

But who knew that "Land Dragon" actually released part of its speech spirit under the full-power alchemy matrix and "Speaking Spirit Commandment", which severely damaged Angers.

But now the college has lost even EVA, and can't find the location of "Lanlong".

He looked at Mr. Turing.

"Mr. Turing, the backup host that provides technical support for the academy, can you help find 'Lanlong'?"

Mr. Turing shook his head: "It's hard."

"It is at the same level as the current supercomputers in various countries in the world, and it is nearly a generation behind EVA, and its logic programs and calculation models are far inferior to EVA."

"It's not easy to use it to find Professor Morikawa."

The vice-principal sighed: "So we can only sit here now, staring at each other, right?"

Mr. Turing is known as the "father of computers and artificial intelligence", and he has been responsible for researching supercomputers and maintaining the mainframe of the college in the college.

He is the most computer-savvy person in the world.

Even he said that it was difficult to find "Lanlong", so he probably couldn't find it.

"Not necessarily." Mr. Turing shook his head.

"5 minutes ago, we received a report from the library."

"Professor Morikawa left the underground passage and disappeared near the library."

"And all the monitoring around the academy did not show him, which means that he is still hiding in the academy."

"We could broadcast across the school, negotiate with him, find a settlement and possibly redeem EVA."

"Is there a peace talk?"

The vice principal was lost in thought.

"We still have the possibility of peace talks with Professor Morikawa?"

"Why not?" Professor Turing tapped a few times on his phone, and a pale white projection quickly appeared on the conference table.

That is the projection of the standby host, although the fineness is far inferior to EVA, it can still be used.

"About Professor Morikawa, I found a lot of information, including the records of him snatching the Dragon King's egg last night and when he appeared today, and read them all."

"To be honest, I don't think he is a dragon."

"He should be of the same mixed race as us, and have the same emotions as us. We can communicate with him, understand his demands, and reach peace talks."

Hearing this, Professor Schneider, who was standing not far behind Mr. Turing, was startled.

His student Chu Zihang also said the same thing.

"Peace talk?"

Suddenly, a cold and majestic voice came.

"I disagree!"

The direction from which the voice came was the seat of the school council and the elders of the secret party.

Unlike the tenured professors who work in the college and devote themselves to research, the board of directors is the investor of the college and the pillar to maintain the existence of the college, and the elders are the core of the secret party.

If the academy is a sacred academic hall admired by mixed races, then the Secret Party is the true face of Kassel Academy.

Thousands of years ago, the hybrid families who were most hostile to dragons and resolutely fought against dragons finally signed a covenant and formed it to fight against dragons.

Up to now, the secret party is still fighting against the dragons, and still maintains a considerable family, forming the school board.

Among these families, some are the Emperor of the Night in Italy, some are one of the largest "Syndicates" in Europe, and some are even more mysterious, even their names have never been revealed.

There are also some elders who are purely violent, and have personally solved many revived ancient dragons.

The Dragon King's egg was robbed last night, and the principal only had time to hold a meeting with the tenured professors, ordinary professors, and student representatives, but did not have time to communicate with the school board and the elders of the secret party.

Now that "Land Dragon" appeared again, time was still running short, so the school directors and veterans attended the meeting as holographic projections.

And the one who spoke just now was a figure among the elders.

He glared at Mr. Turing who proposed the "peace talks", as if he saw a shameful traitor.

Mr. Turing was not angry, and looked at him neither humble nor overbearing: "Of course you can express your dissatisfaction, but can you express your opinion? The venerable 'Dragon Bloodthirsty' Mr. Beowulf?"

Hearing this name, some people who didn't see the elder clearly could not help but be surprised.

"Dragon Bloodthirsty", this name is not well-known among the new generation, but it is enough to arouse awe among the veterans of the secret party of Angers and the vice-principal.

Before the Industrial Revolution, dragon slaying was an extremely dangerous thing, and the Secret Party could only rely on its own blood, alchemy, and the dragon-slaying sword passed down from its ancestors.

It was a tragic and glorious era. Members of the Secret Party wore black robes that reached to their feet, held candlesticks, and met in the fortified bunker, where blood-stained dragon remains were hidden deep in the bunker.

And Beowulf was one of the most prominent surnames of that era.

The prototype of the long poem "Beowulf" in Norse mythology is the history of this family.

In the 3000-line long poem, the hero Beowulf breaks the arm of the man-eating monster Corondo with amazing courage, and cuts off the head of Corondo's mother with a mysterious giant sword.

His last feat was to slay a dragon.

Beowulf and the Elder Dragon fought each other, and each ended up killing the other with a fatal blow.The ancient dragon was beheaded, but he was also bitten by the dragon, and the deadly venom flowed into his body, and he died on the battlefield.

But according to the "true history" recorded by the secret party, Beowulf is not a person, but an ancient dragon-slaying family.

It is not one Beowulf who accomplished those three great feats, but three Beowulfs from grandfather to grandson. Their opponents are all dragons and deadpools who destroy humanity.

And more than one dragon died under the sword of Beowulf.

"My opinion?"

"My opinion is to gather the strength of the academy and kill this dragon who dared to invade the academy and snatch the egg of the Dragon King!"

Beowulf stared at Mr Turing.

Mr. Turing frowned: "I respect your opinion, but your opinion is not realistic."

"Without EVA, it is extremely difficult for us to even find Professor Morikawa, let alone catch him."

"Only peace talks can resolve this matter."

"I disagree!"

Beowulf raised the volume.

"Peace talks are appeasement! It's submission! It's a betrayal of the secret party's history of fighting against dragons for thousands of years!"

"I will absolutely not allow this shameful act to happen before my eyes."

"And compared to this, I would like to know, what kind of mentality do you have, and you still call it a professor? And who recruited it into the academy and made a dragon become a professor of the academy!?"

Mr. Turing was silent for a while.

He shook his head: "I still say that, I don't think Professor Morikawa is a dragon."

"He should be the same hybrid as us, but he can become that non-human appearance."

"This is also the reason why I suggested that the vice president invite tenured professors. I hope that the directors of each department will analyze the true identity of Professor Morikawa."

"Do you still need analysis?" Beowulf looked at Mr. Turing mockingly.

"Its true identity is an ancient dragon! It only sneaked into the academy to seriously damage the academy one day."

"Like it took EVA today!"

"And you are still trying to justify it, even though it looks like a dragon monarch in human form."

Mr. Turing narrowed his eyes.

"Is that so? If looks speak for themselves, how can you justify yourself, Mr. Beowulf?"

He looked at Beowulf.

This "Dragon Bloodthirsty", who bears the title of the legendary dragon slaying hero, is not as tall and strong as the myth says, with blood-red skin, but unexpectedly pale, sitting there like a thick limestone tombstone .

And on his hands, the surface of the skin was actually covered with fine white scales!

"I don't need to defend myself. The history of my family is enough to prove my position and identity. Beowulf will never betray mankind!"

Beowulf stared at Mr Turing.

For thousands of years, the Beowulf family has been the most determined, brave and cruel dragon slayers.

Although the blood of the descendants of the Beowulf family is so pure that it already has the appearance of a dragon, there are very few deadpools out of control, and even a few cases have been eliminated by the family itself.

Beowulf, the hero of generations, will never do anything to betray mankind!

"enough."

The vice-principal finally spoke.

He had had enough of Beowulf's loud voices for the sake of publicity.

"Since Mr. Beowulf, you have proved yourself with your family history, please let the tenured professors analyze the 'Land Dragon'. Professors who think he is a dragon rather than a hybrid please raise your hand."

The vice-principal looked at the seats belonging to the tenured professors on the other side.

They are both Heads of Departments at Kassel College.

For the vast majority of students, they only know that they belong to a certain department, and they don't even know that there is a "director".

Time passed little by little, and few tenured professors raised their hands.

More people are still looking at the materials in their hands, as well as the projections released by the backup host.

"Interesting." Suddenly, Director Doug Jones raised the report in his hand.

He is the head of the physics department of the college and also serves as a tenured professor.

"You are all questioning whether Professor Morikawa is a dragon, but don't you all wonder how Professor Morikawa took away the EVA?"

"The mainframe of EVA has a volume of more than [-] cubic meters! And according to the report of the students who arrived at the hub area, the hub area including all the lines and cabinets was also emptied by Professor Morikawa!"

"Does he have the spirit of the space system? And to what extent can it affect the physical space?"

"With all due respect, this question is more important than whether he is a dragon!"

"On the list of speech spirits, the space line of speech spirits has always been blank! And the only thing that is connected to space is the 'temple' of the dragons, the Nibelungen that only the dragon monarchs can open up!"

After Director Doug Jones finished speaking, he looked at the vice principal.

"Mr. Flamel, what's your opinion?"

The vice-principal was silent for a moment.

Nibelungen, the legendary "land of the dead" and the "temple" of dragons. According to legend, there are treasures everywhere, and there are rich "fifth elements" that can be refined into "sage stones". .

To every alchemist, it's more desirable than the vaults of the World Bank.

Because the "Sage's Stone" of equal weight can be exchanged for an unknown amount of gold, and they are not short of money, but they can't find this element.

Even he, the chief alchemist in the secret party, mentor Flamel, is not immune.

"Looking at your eyes, I think I may have found the wrong allies."

Director Doug Jones sighed.

"I want to explore the significance of the space language to space physics, but you are probably thinking about the treasures in the Nibelung."

The vice principal raised his eyebrows: "So you know this too."

"I am an alchemist, and I have never had any academic common language with you who are engaged in science."

He said, shaking his head again.

"Forget it, these are not important."

"The important thing is that we couldn't find Professor Morikawa."

"After he knocked down Anger, snatched EVA, and stunned a group of students, he couldn't find anyone."

"It's really a pity for that old guy Angers."

"Although he has always disagreed with my proposal to hold the Cassel Academy Women's Naked Swimming Championships, I have always considered him to be my best friend."

The Deputy Headmaster looked at Beowulf.

"You want to catch 'Lanlong', is there any way?"

Beowulf: "Of course there is a way, but you must first give me the command of the executive department, and then let me reform these weak guys."

"Don't fool around."

The vice principal frowned.

In the early days of the Academy, Beowulf strongly opposed it.

At that time, he was the head of the secret party "Operation Team", responsible for hunting dragons and dead servants all over the world.

But in the end, most of the elders agreed to establish an academy to train new dragon-slaying forces, and changed the action team into the executive department of the academy, and at the same time hoped that Beowulf would be the head of the executive department.

Beowulf was very dissatisfied with this.

He believes that "the so-called dragon slayers trained by the academy can only be people who are greedy for life and fear of death, and the real dragon slayers can only be baptized on the battlefield."

Fortunately, he did not accept this position.

Otherwise, with his lifespan, if he takes over the executive department, today's executive department may still be the cold "action team" at the beginning.

Everyone in Kassel College said that the executive department was a bunch of cold-blooded lunatics.

But compared with the action team back then, the executive department is simply a charity organization that does good deeds without leaving a name.

"Hmph, kindness of a woman." Beowulf sneered.

The vice-principal narrowed his eyes.

For a moment, the atmosphere in Nuo Da's conference room fell into ice-cold.

Mr. Turing finally found the opportunity to interject: "So, why don't you try to talk to Professor Morikawa?"

"He can even defeat Principal Angers. Regardless of whether Mr. Beowulf reforms the young people in the Executive Department, it will be difficult to take advantage of him, right?"

"What do you mean?" Beowulf glared at Mr. Turing.

"Are you trying to say that he is the strongest S-rank hybrid? Even me and Ange are not as good as him?"

Principal Ange's pedigree is S-rank, and the spirit of speech is time zero. As the last member of the first generation of the Lionheart Society a hundred years ago, he can also use the taboo technique "explosive blood".

This technique can activate the dragon blood in a short period of time. Although it has a huge side effect, it may degenerate the mixed race into a dead waiter, but it also greatly increases the strength.

Moreover, Ange can perform a three-degree blood explosion on top of the blood explosion and the second-degree explosion!

He had seen Angers burst into blood three times. It was not human at all, but a fierce beast with a horny head. Not only was the whole body covered with blue-gray scales, and the bone spurs broke through the skin, but also his face was covered with a bronze mask.

This appearance is not inferior to the power of "Lanlong".

It's just that "Lanlong"'s wind and sparks surrounding the whole body cannot be achieved by bursting blood.

Therefore, he judged that Morikawa Yu was not a hybrid who used "explosive blood", but an ancient dragon that reshaped its body and disguised itself as a human.

"Why not?"

Mr. Turing shrugged.

"Look at the consolidated report in your hand."

"Is it hard to admit the truth?"

The tenured professors in the seats, the school directors and seniors in the projection fell silent.

There was no seat, no comprehensive report, and the ordinary professors who could only sit in could not help but look at each other in blank dismay.

But soon a tenured professor gave his comprehensive report to the ordinary professors behind him, and the professors passed it on to read it.

There are many surveillance screenshots on the integrated report, and the photos show the long street in front of the college restaurant.

And this street completely lost its clean and wide appearance in the past, as if it had been baptized by a terrible storm, even more exaggerated than the real storm, and the buildings connected to the roadside were also destroyed.

Looking at this miserable scene, they thought of the East Coast of the United States after being hit by hurricanes every year.

The only difference is that the hurricane, which hits the entire East Coast, only destroyed one street and the buildings on both sides.

But under the monitoring, there is also the wind element monitoring table given by EVA at that time.

Surveillance data showed that under the suppression of the Word Spirit and Discipline, Morikawa Yu still gathered a large range of wind elements in a short period of time and launched this Word Spirit attack.

Without the suppression of the Spirit of Words and Commandments, it is hard to imagine how terrifying its power would be.

In contrast, although the headmaster's Time Zero has a supernatural effect, it is more like an assassin, and its destructive power is far less than this word spirit.

In addition to Yan Ling, there is Morikawa Yu's reaction speed and physical strength.

Surveillance shows that he can continuously chop off subsonic and supersonic rifle armor-piercing bullets without using Lingling, and the large-caliber mercury-core blunt gold armor-piercing bullets cannot directly penetrate his skin.

This is a rather horrifying discovery.

Because the mercury core blunt gold armor-piercing projectile has a very strong penetrating effect on the body of the dragon, it is difficult for the scale armor of the dragon below the next generation to effectively resist its shooting.

And some veterans who know the blood explosion technology have deeper considerations.

They clearly understand that blood explosion technology strengthens the physique of mixed races, but that requires high-level hybrids to have such defensive power after being transformed into a dragon with more than three blood bursts, and he can do this under a human body a little.

Is he really human?
In the hearts of the professors, this idea arose in unison.

"You have all seen it too." Professor Turing tapped the button of the conference table in front of him, zooming in on the stereoscopic projection in the middle of the conference table.

"Whether Professor Morikawa is a pure-blooded dragon or not, there is no doubt about his strength."

"Facing such 'monsters', our students are just dying."

"I admit that he is indeed powerful, like a 'monster'." Beowulf still sneered.

"But there are too many 'monsters' that can be called 'monsters' in this world, and the secret party has buried these 'monsters' more than once! The methods we can use are by no means the only students who are like flowers in the greenhouse!"

"You talk about peace talks, but I don't agree!"

Mr. Turing: "That's what I want to say, Mr. Beowulf."

"Any existence beyond common sense can be called a 'monster', but for a person like Professor Morikawa who has a bottom line and knows how to restrain himself, those 'monsters' are simply incomparable."

"I would rather call him the strongest S-rank, rather than some "monster"."

"I even think he's more human than you."

"Because he still has compassion for those students who are his enemies, but you don't care if the one in front of you is an enemy or not, you will execute them directly and drink up their blood."

"That's because superfluous emotions are not allowed on the battlefield."

Beowulf yelled.

"As long as there is suspicion, even if it is a baby in front of you, you must be executed!"

Mr. Turing frowned again: "Mr. Beowulf, I respect the name you bear, and I have no intention of arguing with you."

"I just want to state my proposal."

"Both EVA and Dragon King's Egg are in the hands of Professor Morikawa, we must get EVA again."

"She is the most advanced artificial intelligence and supercomputer in the world. Even the academy can't rebuild her as it is. We also need to get the egg of the Dragon King."

"It is the first generation monarch of the Dragon Clan, and its value to the secret party is even greater than that of EVA."

Beowulf: "Since you know this, you still want the dragon to return these to the academy? It's just a dream!"

He smiled, a smile full of undisguised sarcasm.

Mr. Turing ignored him and looked at the other tenured professors, department heads, school trustees and veterans.

"Everyone, at the back of the comprehensive report is the last evaluation of Professor Morikawa's character left by EVA half an hour ago, you can take a look."

"He is different from the dragons we know. He has a bottom line and has compassion for the weak, but when he is really threatened, he will not be soft, and he dares to do anything to hit his opponent."

"This kind of restraint and decisiveness are rare among us mixed races."

"Of course, I know that the evaluation on paper cannot give you an intuitive feeling."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Professor Guderian and Professor Schneider standing behind him: "Professor Guderian, you are friends with Professor Morikawa, what do you think of Professor Morikawa?"

"what?"

Professor Guderian froze for a moment: "Me?"

He found the tenured professors, deans of departments, school trustees and veterans at the conference table looking at him, feeling pressured and sweaty palms.

In the projections of the school managers, a blond middle-aged man frowned even more.

He is acting head of the Gattuso family on the school board.

The Gattuso family is the largest mixed-race family in Italy, covering the sky with only one hand in Italy. Half an hour ago, the heir of the family, Caesar Gattuso, was affected by a storm by Morikawa Yu and was still in first aid.

"Professor Guderian, please think deeply before expressing your thoughts."

He said lightly.

Professor Guderian's heart tightened suddenly.

He thought for a while, but still nodded to Mr. Turing: "My opinion. Well, it's the same as Mr. Turing."

The blond middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, calm down." The vice principal said lazily.

"After all, this incident was too sudden. You all came here with emotions. It is inevitable that you will be a little angry. I can understand."

"But even if you win the quarrel, it won't help the matter."

"The most important thing now is to discuss a solution."

He finally sat up straight and looked at all the professors, deans of departments, school directors and seniors in the projection: "Show your hands and vote, the backup host will leave the minutes of the meeting."

"Those who agree with the peace talks and communicate with Professor Morikawa, please raise your hands."

Mr. Turing, as well as several tenured professors around Professor Turing, all raised their hands.

"Then, those who agree to search for the 'Land Dragon', start a war with it, and take back EVA and the Dragon King's egg, raise your hand."

Beowulf, the acting head of the Gattuso family, and several tenured professors and veterans raised their hands.

The vice-principal raised an eyebrow.

Most of the tenured professors, including Director Doug Jones, several members of the school board, and many elders did not show their hands and remained silent.

They believed in Mr. Turing's analysis, but they couldn't accept what Morikawa Yu had done.

The vice principal looked at them: "Or, a compromise?"

"Try peace talks with him first, see the situation, and then decide whether to go to war?"

The remaining tenured professors, as well as the trustees and veterans finally raised their hands.

"Then let's do it first."

"Discuss the bottom line of redemption compensation that the academy can accept, and then talk to Professor Morikawa. If you can't agree, prepare to go to war."

The vice principal stood up and walked outside.

At night, at nine o'clock.

Morikawa Yu sat up from the grass in the field.

　Tomorrow morning, the second update, how about a ticket?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)