Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 46 046. The sorrow of the world is always conserved (4)

"Speaking of it, my students Ye Sheng and Yaji, I watched them enter Kassel College and then grow up little by little." Professor Mans held the cut cigar in his mouth, and the strong aroma of coffee filled the air. Between his arms, the old guy suddenly lost his mind. "It's wonderful," he said.

Amidst the wild rain outside the porthole window, a huge curtain was supported by winding and barren keels and placed on the deck, casting a mountain-like shadow towards here. These were the remains of some of the dragon servants who had not had time to be transported and mailed to Kassel.

Any bones of the next generation species have high research value, and of course they can't just let it stay here.

Thelma was holding a cup of hot coffee, and she cast her dark eyes into the white water. Over at the bar, a crew member was playing Green Sleeves on an old-fashioned gramophone, and the melodious tunes slowly filled the air. The whole space made her feel inexplicably at ease.

It seemed that Professor Manns was going to tell some stories about his two outstanding students, and Thelma was happy to be the audience.

"It was about three years ago. At that time, Ye Sheng was an 18-year-old young man. He took United Airlines to Chicago during the summer vacation, and then sailed a sailboat from Chicago across Lake Michigan to the sailboat port in Kassel. The guy has two thick black eyebrows and he smiles like someone everyone knows. He is very friendly. I asked Aki to pick her up." Professor Mance slowly blew out a smoke ring, and he I really fell into the long and beautiful memories, "This is the best decision I have ever made in my life. I even kept a quill ready and was always ready to use this pen to sign their marriage application." "

"At the beginning, Junior Ye Sheng and Junior Sister Ya Ji thought that their relationship was developing without anyone noticing, but in fact, only the first-year students in Kassel didn't know about it. Maybe even the principal knew about it." Sel. Ma covered her mouth and chuckled.

Neither Ye Sheng nor Shude Aki seemed like people who could hide secrets.

Professor Mance chuckled. "I always remember that Ye Sheng's swimming skills were almost the best in his class. In the second year, he became the leader of the sailing team and won back from the University of Chicago after a ten-year absence from Cassel College. The 'Golden Fleece Cup' attracted the attention of the girls in the class."

"He often laughs at Yaji. As their instructor, I will participate in every swimming class they have. When Yaji is still in the middle of the one-thousand-meter warm-up, Ye Sheng has already swam the one-thousand meters and also had a UV ray. . He was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, exposing his upper body with broad shoulders and long arms. He patted his butt at Aki and said something mean like, "Is it because Japanese people have shorter legs that they can't swim fast?" Hehe. Laughing." Mance glanced at the corridor at the end of the activity room, which was the crew lounge. Ye Sheng and Ya Ji's rooms were close to each other. He knocked his cigar on the edge of the table, knocking out the flying ashes. "I would always give Ye Sheng a hard kick on the butt and push him from the shore into the water again. At this time, he would circle around Aji, and Aji would chase him angrily, but she would not do anything. There is no doubt that he is no match for Ye Sheng. Every time he is exhausted, he lies on Ye Sheng’s back and is taken back to the shore.”

"Sounds like a childhood sweetheart story," Thelma said.

Professor Mance was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Well, I think so too. In fact, at that time, I really thought that Ye Sheng didn't want Yaji to be his partner, because it might hinder him. I I thought about splitting them up.”

"It's a good thing you didn't do that, Professor." Thelma said, "Those who break up people who love each other have never had a good ending since ancient times."

Mance leaned back and made a surprised expression.

"For example, there was a bald man who trapped his wife under a tower, but was so frightened that she hid in a crab shell." Thelma pouted, "Professor, you don't want to become a crab, right?"

Professor Mance was indeed shocked, and then he covered his face, "Are you talking about Fa Hai?"

In The Legend of White Snake, Fa Hai imprisoned White Snake in Leifeng Pagoda because of personal grudges, used magic to break up an eternal love, used so-called justice to kill a love between man and demon and was condemned by the world, and finally in order to escape the censure of heaven and earth. Gotta hide in the crab shell.

"Actually, I am relatively slow to notice these things. It was only when the principal told me about the two of them that I realized what happened," Professor Manns said.

"I think of Yaji's birthday last year. Ye Sheng is very popular in the sailing team and the swimming team. The young guys disguised the banquet as a social dance of modern Chinese upper class, and invited young people from Kassel. Young people People were wearing ancient Chinese tunic suits or Tang suits, and the girls were wearing cheongsams with thigh-high slits or plain horse-faced skirts. They were circling around each other, chirping, but everyone was leaving the real center of the dance floor vaguely." When Si said this, the smile on his face was hard to wipe off, "A new student named Isabella appeared with Aki on her arm. The young people were shocked. They never thought that Shude Aki, who rarely wears makeup, The Japanese girl is so beautiful, her beauty is dancing, as if there is light flowing on her skin, she looks around the audience, and the boys and girls applaud her."

"Actually, Ye Sheng also invited me to attend this party, but an old guy like me is no longer suitable to participate in that kind of occasion. It should be the home court of young people." Mansi took a sip of coffee and relaxed his brows, "It's still instant Coffee suits me, I really don’t like the freshly ground coffee served in school.”

"Then, then, Professor, and then?" Thelma couldn't wait to know what would happen next.

"Then Yaji invited Ye Sheng to dance. They stuck together and stared at each other. Schubert's "Rosamond" was played repeatedly on the ancient upright gramophone. When the dance music cycled for the third time, they were passionate They hugged each other and everyone was applauding, and that’s when I found out that the principal was among them.”

"Principal?" Thelma was shocked.

"Yes, he said that he can only feel alive when he is with young people, so he often hides himself to participate in some interesting student activities. If the students find him, he will take it from his collection Old spirits are brought out to share with the students, who then hold hands and dance tap and samba around the campfire or on the dance floor," Professor Manns said.

"It sounds like my undergraduate life was really dull and boring. Not only did I have no such thing as a boyfriend, I rarely participated in dances, and I had no chance to dance samba with the principal." Selma was a little disappointed. Her family didn't really count. She is wealthy, and she is not a combat-oriented person. Her family hopes that she can join a multinational company after graduate school, or go back to politics. The academic atmosphere in Kassel is actually very strict, and it is very difficult to graduate as a graduate student. Selma works harder than anyone else.

"You will have all these things, Thelma, you are still very young." Professor Mance patted his student on the head.

"But I feel a little strange now..." Thelma glanced at the corridor at the end of the activity room, "Aki and Ye Sheng seem to have had conflicts in the past two days. They rarely appear together anymore."

"It's normal for young people to be noisy." Professor Mance said, "But if they can't get together, then I won't believe in love in the future."

"So Professor, have you really believed in love before?" Thelma opened her mouth wide.

"Of course I have believed in love. When I was young, I studied at Harvard. Guderian and Manstein were my alumni. We were handsome and unrestrained at that time. I loved playing the cello on the east bank of the Charles River. Humanities and Social Sciences The girls can see me after class, and my girlfriend is among the crowd cheering for me." There was a look of memory in Mance's pupils.

He looked out the window again. The visibility in the entire Three Gorges was extremely poor. The raindrops were so dense that they seemed to smash into each other in the air, and the water foam burst on the Monyach.

The low sky was as dark as ink. Deep on both sides of the bank, lighthouses turned on their huge spotlights, leaving huge spots of light on the black clouds. Occasionally, lightning would hit the water directly, like ancient gods descending in anger. Divine punishment.

"The weather is really weird." Thelma followed Mance's eyes and said, "We shouldn't have this kind of weather in this season."

At this time, the original melodious music in the upright gramophone was suddenly stopped, replaced by some kind of harsh noise, like a guy with red and hot steel stuffed in his throat making a sharp laugh, or like a child The noise made by the wizened Head of Year as he viciously scribbled chalk on the blackboard during his politics class.

It was clearly so sharp and harsh, but it sounded so solemn and great to Mance's ears, making him suddenly recall the dragon text that once awakened his spiritual vision for him.

The low-blooded crewman frantically tried to turn off the gramophone, but no matter what he did, he could not stop the noise from spreading throughout the cabin of the Monyach.

"This thing is too old, it must be malfunctioning!" A crew member complained loudly, but violent gunfire sounded behind him, and the noise was immediately stopped, and the huge vertical gramophone was rotated and spit out The bullet shattered, and the middle-aged man looked back tremblingly, only to see Professor Mance holding a pair of Desert Eagles in both hands. These were weapons that Lu Mingfei had temporarily stored with him.

This old guy with excellent pedigree showed a devilish expression at this time. Blue blood vessels jumped from the corners of his eyes like restless snakes. The wrinkled facial skin was tightened again, as hard as pig iron. Mance's fingers were still pressing On the trigger, as if ready to fire again at any moment.

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the porthole window.

"Who is outside?" Although Thelma was startled by Professor Mance who suddenly went berserk, she still subconsciously reached out to open the porthole.

But Professor Mance suddenly grabbed Thelma's wrist. His eyes were cold and stern, and a faint golden light lit up the depths of his pupils. "All our crew members are in the cabin. The thing that will appear on the deck of Monyach and knock on our portholes at this time is definitely not a human being!" The old guy said Suddenly two Glock pistols were pulled out from under the table in front of her and pushed towards Thelma from the table.

A varying number of weapons are fixed under each long table in the activity room, waiting to be activated at any time. At this time, intensive knocking sounds came from all directions of the Monyach, as if countless people were climbing on the surface of the tugboat, violently hitting the metal on the surface of the hull with the joints of their index and middle fingers.

"No one is allowed to open the portholes. The Monyach was designed by the equipment department. Even the weakest armor can withstand frontal fire from mountain guns. All the glass is thickened double-layer bulletproof glass. We are Safe!" Professor Mance was sent to perform the mission. His pedigree was excellent, and his tactical skills were equally excellent.

No one knows what is outside. The best solution is to defend in place and wait for support. They have twenty-three people and ammunition that is difficult to squander. This is an unbreakable fortress.

Norma immediately sent a signal for help to the Kassel headquarters. Support from the Chinese branch was gathering dozens of kilometers away. They only needed to hold on for a few dozen minutes.

At this time, the knocking sound became rapid, like huge hail falling on the metal baffle.

"Take those swords and hide them!" Mance growled at Thelma in a stern tone. He also helped his student pull the safeties of two Glock pistols.

They were being surrounded by something at the moment. Something inhuman had boarded the Monyach, and an inevitable fight was imminent. Thelma's teeth were chattering. She looked out the window and saw dense black shadows that had appeared in the rain. They were long, narrow and twisted, with their heads lowered, standing in clusters on the deck. On top, the moment she cast her gaze, those black shadows raised their heads.

Dozens and hundreds of pairs of blazing golden pupils lit up with a bang, and then they made an intrusive sound like a baby crying.

"What the hell is that? Professor, I'm a little scared. You have to give me extra points this time when I go back..." Thelma hugged the seven deadly sins tightly. When she became nervous, she would be a bit babbled and at a loss, and she wouldn't even open her mouth. Being controlled by her brain, what she was thinking immediately came out, but she still followed Professor Mance's instructions and ran towards the depths of the cabin.

To be honest, her results in fighting class, shooting class and physical fitness class were not very good. At this time, Selma's tactical level can't really help.

A piercing alarm sounded in the cabin of the Monyach. The crew and the commissioners of the executive department gathered at an alarming speed. Everyone was loaded with guns. They were obviously aware of what had happened.

These people are all mixed breeds with very low blood purity. They have never carried out dangerous missions above D level alone. Now their calves are trembling, and they are trembling and want to fold their bodies in half and let them lie down like dead dogs. On the ground, Cassel College is a truly violent institution. Every student and employee of the college is a hero who dares to fight with a knife.

On the battlefield of dragon slaying, they never retreated until their blood was drained.

People gathered in the activity room, and Professor Mann dropped his cigar viciously on the table. He glanced at everyone present with a stern gaze.

"Except for the frogmen employed by the U.S. Marine Corps, the only thing I can think of that can silently sneak into the Monyach in the middle of the Three Gorges in this weather is——" Mance The faint golden color in the depths of the professor's pupils became brighter and hotter. He completely ignited his bloodline, and the silent realm was slowly unfolded around his body. It was the word spirit called the Dustless Land, which could isolate all tangible or Invisible harm.

The ancient name came out from between his clenched teeth. "dragon!"

When that taboo species was mentioned, everyone's golden eyes were ignited.

"Go to the fish launch room, remove the primer, and convert everything we can explode into series time bombs." Professor Manns calmly gave the order to the third officer.

There are a large number of high-risk weapons placed in the torpedo room at the bottom of the ship, including a huge amount of explosives. The equivalent of these explosives is hundreds of kilograms of TNT. A simultaneous explosion can tear the entire Monyach into pieces, and with it All life on this ship will be blown to ashes.

The third officer ran away.

He is a heroic Scotsman, with an unyielding determination flowing in his veins. The Anglo-Saxons and Germans could not make him surrender, and neither could the dragon!

"We died embracing each other, and the war continued until hell." The third officer drew a clumsy cross on his chest. He did not believe in Catholicism, but he believed in heaven and hell. "I guess you devils are not qualified to go to heaven, so I won't go either." Our fight will never end!" He spat at the two disgusting black figures clinging to a porthole next to him, his golden eyes burning dimly but firmly.

The expressions of the others did not change at all. Every mixed race who graduated from Kassel had already reserved a cemetery for themselves, and always prepared carved tombstones at home. When they stepped onto the battlefield, life had already begun. Countdown.

This is their destiny.

"We all need to manpower the cockpit, activity room, and crew lounge." Professor Mans said, "We just need to hold on until Lu Mingfei's team completes their dive mission and returns to the ship. Hold on until Support from the Chinese branch not far away has arrived!"

He recognized what was outside, it was Deadpool, a large group of Deadpool.

This form of Deadpool is very dangerous even if it appears alone. It requires the dispatch of no less than five senior specialists to deal with it. Now their number seems to be endless.

But suddenly, the world became dead silent, leaving only the sound of raging rain.

The sound of those finger bones hitting metal seemed to subside in an instant, but soon, Mance's face became even more ugly.

He heard the crisp sound of horse hooves ringing from above their heads, and the heavy and heart-wrenching sound of metal shattering coming from the top of the activity room.

What kind of hooves can tear metal?

All the crew members still in the activity room looked up in horror.

They saw that the solid alloy welded ceiling was dented by something stepping on it at this time. Those metal dents were arranged in four in front and four in back, with a huge span.

The thing stopped right above Mance, and the breathing sound of a huge creature was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

A huge, heavy sigh came from top to bottom, like a punishment from heaven. Thunder and bright light tore through the metal. The eight-legged horse with green iron scales on its body looked down at the cabin with its pair of golden eyes that flowed like lava. Everyone, but what is really disturbing and shocking is the majestic figure sitting on the back of this beast.

"Odin..." Mance's voice weakened, almost pleading, but he raised the Desert Eagle belonging to Lu Mingfei.

The ancient god didn't even lower his head to look at these humble humans. He just slowly raised the twisted spear in his hand. The thunder fell on the end of the spear at this moment, with a terrifying majesty.

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