Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"It's just a little accident, don't worry, and it's not our problem..."

The vice-principal stood behind the door, blocking Frost who was angrily trying to rush into the laboratory, and spoke plausibly.

How can life be without accidents? Fortunately, he was a prudent and sophisticated person, leaving himself with a backup plan. The meteorite fragments were not obtained by Angers in Egypt, but were sent by Pompeii specifically entrusted by Passi...

So the Gattuso family has to take the blame for this matter!

He said a few words at the door. Calculating the time, Patsy should have run more than 500 meters away. With a straight look on his face, he closed the door selflessly and said:

"Okay, next I will personally implant the alchemical matrix into Caesar. Family members are strictly prohibited from making trouble, otherwise they will bear the consequences!"

As soon as the iron door was closed, the vice-principal let out a long breath, feeling that he had dealt with it, and immediately returned to the experimental table.

Caesar's condition was much better at this time, his expression was still ferocious, but he no longer looked crazy, and the red-gold color in his eyes was slowly fading away.

The vice-principal looked serious, and the next step was to implant an improved version of the alchemical matrix into Caesar's body.

According to Lu Mingfei's suggestion, the improved alchemical matrix is ​​no longer for suppression, but for warming and nourishing the dragon's blood.

This is an unprecedented attempt. He has only done similar experiments on Fingel over the years. The implanted alchemical matrix was also suppressed. Afterwards, Fingel found a way to the abyss through the serum.

"I'm about to start, Mingfei, please help me hold the line." The vice-principal whispered, and the researchers from the Equipment Department on the side started taking 360-degree shots without blind spots.

They were here just to learn something secretly from the alchemist master Vice-Principal. The Vice-Principal himself had no objections to this. These idiots couldn't learn the key anyway, but it would be great to learn something superficial and apply it to weapon manufacturing.

Seeing the vice-principal's method of implanting the alchemical matrix, Lu Mingfei inexplicably thought of Erye's bone scraping tattoo... ah no, it was bone scraping for healing!

Very fittingly, the vice-principal implanted a total of nine alchemical matrices. In the process, the boiling dragon's blood gradually stabilized, and Caesar's breathing became steady and long.

Although the last experiment was eight years ago, the vice-principal's hands were obviously not unfamiliar, and at this moment they showed agility and stability that belied their appearance.

Because the methods of the nine alchemy matrices were almost the same, during the boring and long wait, Lu Mingfei formed a circle with the members of the equipment department and started fighting the landlord.

When the experiment was over, the vice-principal wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and took a look. He suddenly lost his temper and kicked the nearest researcher on the butt.

"What about your ethics as scientific researchers?"

The researcher who was kicked felt aggrieved. He was on the sidelines and didn’t even touch the cards!

Although there were some minor disturbances in the process of the Nibelungen Plan, overall the progress was very smooth. After the vice-principal walked out of the laboratory arrogantly, the family members who had been waiting outside the door quickly stepped forward and grabbed his leather coat. If something happens to Caesar today, I will drag you into the water with me.

The vice-principal slapped his hand away contemptuously and pointed behind him: "The family members can go visit now, but don't blame me for not reminding you. Don't disturb him and let him wake up naturally. The integration of the alchemy matrix and the body will take some time."

Frost exclaimed, "Success?"

The vice-principal immediately said dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Can I still fail?"

When he thought of the roaring and roaring sounds that came from the laboratory not long ago, Frost's face darkened, but he had to suppress his dissatisfaction, put on a grateful face and said: "Thank you, Master Flamel. !”

The vice-principal curled his lips, passed by him, and muttered in a low voice without hesitation: "There is no sincerity at all."

Frost strode into the laboratory. When he saw Lu Mingfei next to Caesar, he was shocked and alert and said: "Lu Mingfei, why are you here?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the mysterious old man who died in his previous life.

"I am the deputy in this experiment." Lu Mingfei knew that it was not time to wait for the boss to wake up and chat with him. He and the researchers from the equipment department hooked up and walked past Frost.

Frost frowned and looked at Lu Mingfei's leaving figure, and after a long time he came to Caesar's side.

After carefully confirming Caesar's vital signs, Frost officially breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at Caesar's sleeping face for a long time, put his right hand into his pants pocket, and pressed the send button that he had prepared. A text message as simple as only three words was sent instantly.

When the text message was sent successfully, Frost pulled up a chair a little tiredly and waited beside Caesar.

Unknowingly, that naughty child really grew up. He grew taller than himself, and his golden hair was as dazzling as the mane of a lion. He also sat in the position expected by himself and his family, becoming He killed the leader of the secret party, but he still had not let go of his family and himself.

Although Caesar was no longer so resistant to the family's assistance in this morning's meeting, there is no one in the world who knows Caesar better than Frost. He can see that there are still seeds of hatred hidden in Caesar's heart, but It is no longer as pure as it once was, and a lot of complexity has been added.

He firmly believes that as long as Caesar is given a little more time, he will eventually return to the embrace of his family. Maybe Caesar just lacks some opportunities to realize that family is the opportunity for those who love him in the world.

But time is running out; they don't have much time left.

The return of "Caesar's Star" confirmed the predictions of the senators, but it also marked that there was not much time left for Caesar. The bride plan had failed. How could they convince Caesar to give up Chen Motong?

Or as the head of the Chen family said, the so-called love is just the joint secretion of several hormones. It doesn't matter if they can create a noble new emperor and a girl who is obsessed with Caesar and willing to sacrifice herself for Caesar. What?

Frost sighed.

If they wanted to put Caesar on the throne, they still lacked several crucial steps.

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On the outskirts of Rome, in the vast alfalfa fields, there is an ancient monastery, with ancient trees in front of the door.

This is an ancient and elegant monastery. The inside and outside reveal ancient elegance, but somehow it gives people a gloomy feeling, like a shady corner where the sun cannot shine.

In the hall, twelve old people who had come out of their slumber and were sitting on twelve chairs were having a simple meeting.

"Frost has sent news that the Nibelungen Plan has been successful, and Caesar has obtained the most precious inheritance of the Flamel lineage." The leader of the old man slowly glanced at everyone present.

"To be honest, this all went too smoothly." The old man sitting next to him shook his head slowly, "It went so smoothly that I was a little surprised. Angers and the others shouldn't be so cooperative. They have already fainted. Sensing something unusual about the Gattuso family."

"Yes, maybe they want to use their tactics to see what we want to do." An old man chuckled.

"That's as they wish." Alpha, the leader, sighed, "I'm very sad because we are about to lose an important family member, but this is a sacrifice that we have to make for our great plan. I suggest that we collectively pay tribute to Frost. Dedicate three minutes of silence.”

"I agree, we live and die for our family. Everyone named Gattuso should have this awareness."

Three minutes of silence is neither short nor long, but if it is labeled as hypocritical condolences, it can't help but make people sick and contemptuous, just like vultures guarding the old and weak body of a lion, waiting for his death with silent gaze, cruel and yet cruel. Divide his remains politely.

"Frost's sacrifice will further bring Caesar back to his heart, but how should we advance the bride plan? Frost can't do it, and Pompeii can't hope."

"Perhaps we should consider the proposal of the head of the Chen family." Someone suggested.

"His proposal can only be used as a backup plan. Love is a very mysterious thing, not a simple secretion of hormones. Everyone here should understand that we were like Pompeii back then, looking for beautiful girls all over the world, but the accumulation of money can't When it comes to true love, hormone secretion is the same."

"If things come to a head, we may have to take a gamble." Alpha said silently, "We have always thought about absolute stability and strive to eliminate every unstable factor, but the development of the situation often does not go as we wish. The prince is in a hostile family, and the bride we chose has disappeared, and I started to wonder if what we were doing was meaningful."

A long silence prevailed in the monastery.

These old people looked thoughtful, as if they were thinking of something.

"Perhaps... we can no longer take things step by step, we must take advantage at the most critical moment."

"But the appearance of Odin has disrupted our plan, and how credible is the plan provided by the woman who calls herself Ouroboros?" An old man questioned, "Pompei has been restless recently. We are facing The situation is far worse than expected, and we must move forward with caution."

"The appearance of Odin is not necessarily a bad thing." Alpha said in a low voice, "His minions have already found us, and we may be able to achieve a win-win situation."

"A win-win situation? Impossible! There can only be one new emperor in this era!"

"Before everything settles, we still have countless opportunities to choose." Alpha looked around at everyone, "I forgot to tell you that the person responsible for attacking Angers openly this time, but actually killing Frost, was Odin's clone. , only he can ensure a one-hit kill."

"What?! You have reached an alliance with Odin?" an old man exclaimed.

"It's just a temporary covenant. Everyone gets what they want. We can give up at any time." Alpha said softly, "What we should be worried about now is if we find a sacrifice like Chen Motong."

The elders fell into silence. This was indeed the most important thing at the moment.

Only by finding a sacrifice who loves Caesar deeply and is willing to sacrifice himself for Caesar can Caesar successfully pass the final ceremony and usurp the status and power of the king.

"The plan to find Chen Motong cannot be interrupted. Maybe the situation is not as bad as we thought. Finding Chen Motong will also help improve our relationship with Caesar and let him understand the family's love for him." An old man suddenly suggested.

The people on the side nodded slowly to express their approval of this statement.

"Then keep looking, and you may get unexpected results." Alpha said with a deep look, "The Greenland Ice Sea, this sea area is far more mysterious than we thought."

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A beach that does not exist on the most accurate map in the world welcomed two uninvited guests today.

The girl jumped out of the sea in a vigorous manner, her dazzling blond hair shining in the sunlight, and she was holding a young man in her hand.

She is clearly Freya, and the man in her hands is naturally Fingel.

Wearing a tight, custom-made swimsuit, she casually dumped Fingal on the beach.

A tired and dissatisfied voice came from Fingel's mouth: "Be gentle, little girl, why haven't you learned basic etiquette after all these years?"

Freya rolled her eyes and ignored the stubborn old man.

Among the few Dragon High Priests, Horus was notoriously stubborn and unselfish.

Freya picked up Fingel and walked towards the depths of the jungle behind the beach.

"Where is this place, your secret base?" Horus raised his head and asked. With his vision, he could naturally see the alchemy circle covering the entire island. If he guessed correctly, its function should be shielding.

"Yeah." Freya replied casually, looking worried.

"What's wrong? You look worried?" Horus frowned.

"Didn't you see? Frisius was turned into a zombie by that bitch." Freya said angrily, "This guy has more and more trump cards."

Horus narrowed his eyes and said, "Have you been struggling with her all these years?"

"It can't be called entanglement, it's just harassment at best. Those girls are so weird!" Freya said angrily, "The physical strength alone is superior to mine, and there is also the method of ignoring the spirit of speech. There is also Li Wu beside me. That idiot Yue."

"Who is this woman?" Horus asked in confusion.

He had no idea when and where this person appeared. Judging from the battle just now, she obviously knew a lot about the Dragon Clan, and she was also suspected to be involved with Odin back then.

Otherwise, where did she get the bones of Frixis?

"I don't know!" the little girl said in a bad tone, "I only know that if I hadn't run so fast back then, I would have become one of the White King's sacrifices like my brother!"

Horus was speechless, thinking that Freya helped them probably because of the mentality that the enemy of their enemy is their friend. After all, their relationship back then was far from harmonious.

After saying that, the little girl looked at Horus strangely: "Speaking of which, this child is your illegitimate son? Otherwise, why would you fight so hard for him? You didn't even hesitate to set your soul on fire. You lost at least half your life this time, right?" "

Horus shook his head and said: "This is your Majesty's friend in this life. I will help take care of him. How can I allow him to have an accident in my hands?"

Freya's eyes widened, and she subconsciously threw Fingel out. As if she had picked up a hot potato, she chased the guest away fiercely:

"You two, please leave my house quickly and don't retaliate for kindness! I saved your life after all! If I don't ask you to repay the kindness, just don't attract him here. Even if I thank you!"

I'm probably a sheep...