Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 86 085. Frost Gattuso

Few people will notice that ancient path hidden in the city of Chicago. It is as inconspicuous as a tree thorn hidden among flowers, surrounded by equally ancient buildings on both sides.

This is a group of buildings left over from the golden age of Chicago sixty years ago. The limestone surface has completely peeled off, giving off a desolate afterglow of an empire. The upper part of the building completely reveals the color of granite, and the bottom part is densely covered with graffiti by street artists. Filled, the graffiti faded over time, but before it completely disappeared, it was quickly covered by new graffiti, layer by layer, reminiscent of some flashy and exaggerated dreams or the wild paintings of Van Gogh. .

The name of this road is Pennsylvania Road, which was once the city center of Chicago. Sixty years ago, the most distinguished people in the United States once stepped on every inch of this street. At that time, people gathered here every night. The big capitalists and big bankers who were the most influential people in the business world came here with their young modern girls to discuss cooperation at the invitation of some important politicians. Many deals that later changed the world were concluded on this street.

Today Pennsylvania Road is completely in decline.

Young people will no longer come to such old haunted places, and street artists rarely set foot here anymore. As the golden age passes, this street will probably pass away as well.

This is a tomb that has been eroded by time and covered with vicissitudes of life. Nostalgic old people should die with this tomb.

At the end of the road stands a huge square building. There are no windows on the tall walls, only a row of large exhaust fans slowly rotating near the top.

But it is well maintained, and it is incompatible with other buildings that have almost completely lost their new color. It seems that the golden age of sixty years ago is about to be repeated here. Even the sewer mouth is still overflowing with white steam. Standing in it People can't help but become cautious in front of you.

Because the name of this building is...

Chicago Civic Opera!

The Gattuso family's residence in Chicago is located here. This emerging family from Sicily, Italy, spent a huge sum of money to buy this useless and flashy building from the hands of the North American mixed race.

Frost Gattuso considers himself a remnant of the old era, and he is also keen to cross time and space in Chicago to integrate into the glitz and glamor of 50 years ago.

In recent days, the opera house is often bustling with people, and one masterpiece after another is performed on the stage.

As the new owner here, Frost Gattuso invited many big figures who had business dealings or political exchanges with the Gattuso family to visit here.

But today it was quiet here. Frost refused all visitors. The distinguished guests who came to visit were politely led to the back door of the opera house. Various high-end cars were parked there in turn, with red taillights flashing. The heavy car door is opened, the engine roars, waiting for the waiter to take the rejected guest to the most luxurious restaurant or hotel nearby.

The old man who was as hard as a carving knife sat at the end of the long table, and the tall young man stood respectfully behind him.

Frost dismissed all the waiters except Patsy.

The huge columns surrounding the entire space are painted a gorgeous crimson, and the ancient and majestic phoenix totem climbs on the surface of each column. It is the totem of the Gattuso family, and their family emblem is the soaring phoenix.

Those pillars are solemn and majestic, reminiscent of ancient Roman temples. The bronze pillars are actually meant to hold up the sky.

The dome-shaped ceiling is painted with a magnificent mural, which is "Exodus". Moses holds a scepter and parts the Red Sea. For a while, people can't tell whether he is a human or a god.

Huge crystal chandeliers cluster together to form huge and gorgeous flowers, spreading golden light in all directions, dispelling all the darkness in such a huge space.

Laying on the ground is a dark, hand-woven pure wool carpet. The texture of the carpet is like the layers of dragon scales, and also like the ocean tide. It is so luxurious that it makes people dizzy.

"Sir, I don't understand why we have to spend so much money to buy a second-generation embryo. If we get him, we can only kill him." Patsy filled Frost's glass of red wine. His blond hair hung down, covering his beautiful and strange eyes.

It was obvious that they had just finished a certain topic, and Frost still had some unfinished thoughts.

The old man's eyes narrowed. The pair of mythical swords were still crossed and embedded at the end of the long table as they were three months ago. He seemed to feel the gaze, the hum of the blades of arrogance and greed, and they were indeed living things.

"If it is a seriously injured adult second-generation species, its value to us is nothing more than academic research and the tempering of the Philosopher's Stone. If it is the corpse of a second-generation species, its role is limited to this. It can appear in What is in that auction is an embryo, which is gestating a great life, and that life was once named God in some legends." Frost said slowly, and he began to shake the cup. The liquid is like shaking bloody holy medicine,

"In ancient alchemy legends, there is blood called golden holy plasma in the body of a newborn god. It is the greatest evolutionary medicine and can even create a super hybrid that is comparable to a pure-blood dragon."

"Super hybrid means..."

"As you can imagine, a hybrid with a bloodline that has exceeded the critical blood limit." Frost said calmly, "We have already seen a precedent. His name is Lu Mingfei. His blood samples have been analyzed and tested dozens of times. So far, nothing has been found that is different from us, and the genes are even far more stable than those of ordinary hybrids. There is almost no possibility of degenerating into Deadpool. He is either a miracle, or a descendant of the lost White King."

Patsy stood respectfully behind Frost, "Evolution medicines have side effects and the success rate will be very low. Can the Golden Holy Serum change this situation?"

"It may be possible, it may not be possible. So far, this kind of thing only exists in legends, because humans have never captured the larvae or embryos of pure-blooded dragons above the second generation before." Frost placed the cup in the cup. The strong drink was drained in one gulp.

Percy's eyes flickered, which was a sign that the golden eyes were ignited and then extinguished instantly. Frost seemed to realize something. He looked up at his secretary and smiled silently.

"From a common sense point of view, pure dragon blood can only be extremely poisonous. In history, only one in ten thousand people can survive the baptism of dragon blood. Even an old man like Beowulf, who is known as a dragon bloodthirsty, is just using They used dragon blood reagents for baptism, but even so, most of their descendants became deadpools after being baptized and had to be disposed of." Frost said,

"But there is also a successful case, his name is...

Siegfried. "

Patsy's breathing became heavier for a moment, but returned to normal immediately.

"But the blood of the gods when they were first born was pure magic medicine and the ladder for humans to reach gods. The dragon blood at that time was very weak in toxicity and extremely active. It could promote the evolution of hybrids and break through the critical blood limit. The dragon's blood at this time was called golden holy liquid in alchemy. In ancient China, the emperors called it golden elixir."

Frost seemed to be thinking of himself and said that Patsy is a trustworthy person. Such a person is a very useful weapon. He is tough, flexible, loyal and reliable. "We have joined other school directors to spend huge sums of money just to Get the embryo in your hands and prompt the things inside to hatch out. A new-born ancient dragon, with mysterious golden holy fluid surging in his body, and the fresh and blazing dragon blood is more attractive than anything in the world. He can help us and the Gattuso family create an emperor, an emperor who can compete with that child."

"You mean...Master Caesar?" Percy asked cautiously.

"In the history of the family, Caesar's bloodline is by no means the best. Over the past few hundred years, there were many people among our ancestors who were far better than him, but the names of those people have been erased, even in the You are not allowed to bear the surname Gattuso after your death. But do you know why we believe that after waiting hundreds of years, Caesar must be the destined emperor we are waiting for?" Frost reflected light through the smooth tabletop Look into Patsy's eyes.

Patsy hesitated, "I'm sorry, I have no way of knowing the secrets of these families."

"Because, Caesar's will is purely human will." Frost let out a long sigh, which was the admiration vomited from the old man's heart and lungs.

Patsy's pupils suddenly shrank to needles, "You mean, Master Caesar..."

"As long as the genes do not produce irreversible changes, Caesar can use the evolutionary medicine unscrupulously and embark on the road to becoming a god unscrupulously. The Golden Holy Serum and the Nibelung Plan will have the most perfect effect on him. ." Frost's eyes were a little blurry. He seemed to have seen a great and glorious future.

"He was unique and destined. If it hadn't been for that child..."

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"Pride and greed, when those two swords return to the Seven Deadly Sins, that's when they are truly complete. Now they are here, and Frost is here." Angers added ice to the Lincoln co-pilot slot He picked up the whiskey, looked at Lu Mingfei through the rearview mirror, toasted each other, and drank it all.

Brother Killer didn't look sideways, and the Lincoln stopped smoothly at the gate of the Chicago Municipal Opera House.

The Lionhearts is the oldest fraternity in Cassel College, so it will definitely equip its leader with an equally old-school car to reflect the organization's heritage.

The imposing manner of this stretched Lincoln immediately attracted the attention of the waiters in black who had been waiting at the door. Two tall girls walked down the steps and waited on both sides of the car.

The driver's window slowly lowered, and Chu Zihang took off his sunglasses.

"Kassel Academy, the principal is in our car," he said.

The girls looked shocked, and Chu Zihang suddenly realized that he was not wearing contact lenses when he went out this time.

Last night, the principal said that he actually took a picture of the embryo and invited him and his junior brother to go to a restaurant to celebrate.

The three of them went to Alinea together, which is the first three-star Michelin restaurant in Chicago. It is quite famous and quite luxurious. A certain school director reserved an executive chef menu for them, and they had black truffle dumplings and tomato buffalo cheese salad, but It’s just that these things are definitely not very filling, so after the show, at Lu Mingfei’s suggestion, we went to the roadside to try Chicago hot dogs and drank a lot of beer.

Facts have proved that drinking is really about talent. Although he doesn't want to admit it, Chu Zihang is indeed a Muggle in this matter.

He had some fragmentation, felt a little dizzy when he woke up in the morning, and even forgot to put on contact lenses.

Lu Mingfei's eyelids jumped when he saw Chu Zihang pull out the knife with a noise, and he quickly reached over to the driver's seat and took hold of his senior brother's arm, "Senior brother, please don't commit murder, brother! The principal is still here. In the car! Restraint, restraint!"

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, "I want to knock them out and put them in the trunk and take them back to school, and let Teacher Masashi Toyama give them some psychological hints or something."

"No, Zihang, we don't need to be so rigorous!" Angers was also quite surprised. He even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his educational philosophy.

Because this is the residence of the Gattuso family, even ordinary people in this kind of place should have a vague understanding of the Dragon Clan.

It would be too extreme if the waiters had to be packed away in this situation.

Murasame returned the scabbard.

"Please come with us. Dear gentlemen, Mr. Gattuso has been waiting for you for a long time." The trembling girls bowed deeply to the men who pushed the door open. Lu Mingfei bent his right hand in front of the sun. The shed shape covers the top of the eyebrows.

"Which Gattuso?" he asked.

"Mr. Frost Gattuso, our acting head," the girl replied.

Lu Mingfei nodded and said no more.

He originally had some slim hope that Caesar might appear here, after all, the name of this city was Chicago.

Chicago is only 21 minutes away from Cassel College by taking the CC 1000 train. If it is known that Principal Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang may arrive together, Caesar may really rush over from the college. Give them a good reception.

However, considering the contradictions and conflicts between Caesar and his family, he would not be willing to meet Frost.

In the three months after killing Norton, Lu Mingfei received invitations from Caesar more than once to talk with him at night by candlelight.

As the saying goes, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

The poor second generation has its own troubles, and the rich second generation has its own troubles. Even a noble son like Caesar will have his own troubles.

The dark passage was filled with a strange but not unpleasant smell.

The fragrance is salty and wet, like some kind of tropical fruit mixed with the sea breeze.

Angers' face showed a rare trace of nostalgia, "Although I sometimes don't like Frost, he is indeed a person who likes to live in the past. He moved to Sicily wherever he was. Smell the smell here , I remembered the first time I landed on that island decades ago, to take the eighteen-year-old Frost to Kassel College for further study.

It was a summer many years ago, when the warm wind from the African continent blew towards Trapani, and then the whole island of Sicily became warm, dry and cheerful, filled with the aroma of hot and humid corals and wild oranges. "

The next-generation species that will appear in the Dragon Clan prequel is the girl who followed Li Wuyue to Cassel Academy. However, in the original book, she is not a second-generation species. She used something similar to Burning Bloodline when she was the enemy of Meineke Cassel. means.

In this book, her life experience will be perfected, and the dragon world will be patched.

In addition, through this girl, we can bring some impact to Angers, psychologically or spiritually. He is a person who hates the dragon family. I really can’t imagine how to make him accept the existence of Constantine and Xia Mi. In this case, let’s start from the source of his wildfire hatred.