I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

　　 "Do you mean that there is an increase in the quality of elements worldwide?"

　　 Across the electronic screen, the old man in a white suit is as hard as cast-iron.

"To be precise, in places such as China, the United States, Egypt, the United Kingdom, Australia, the Pacific, the Arctic Ocean, Antarctica, and even Brazil, the alchemists I arranged have all detected elemental changes." The principal of Zheng relaxed, "Considering the scope and influence of these countries or regions, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a global change."

　　 "Wait, if I remember correctly, you are the only person in the Alchemy Principles Department in our school. Where is the alchemist of your polished commander deliberately arranging to go all over the world?"

　　Ange was puzzled.

"The reason why I am the only person in the Alchemy Principles Department is that other alchemists are not skilled enough to lay hands on me. Leading a group of mediocrities is quite painful, especially mentally, it will be tortured, so my department should not waste it. "The vice-principal said, "But this doesn't mean that no one under me is available. There are only a handful of alchemists in this world who don't want to cheat on me."

　　 "Well, maybe I can consider setting up a subordinate department for you, such as an alchemy production department, so that you don't have to worry about the ‘mediocre’ or ‘crap’ in your mouth making you..."

"I don't think it's any different from going directly to my alchemy department, unless the alchemists you find are fair-skinned, beautiful girls with big buttocks who love to wear swimsuits," the vice principal said. "It's a pity that no alchemist in the world has wrinkles on his face."

　　 "I think most alchemists don't mind going to Thailand in order to be able to study by your side, and get a full body beauty treatment by the way."

　　Anger seems to be seriously considering the feasibility.

　　 "I would rather die by drinking the blood of the Dragon King," the vice principal picked up a handful of Colt six-ring revolvers with wooden handles commonly used by cowboys and gestured, "Or this thing can give me a good time."

"My old friend, you can't fail to imagine that if you die, human and mixed-race civilization will lose a pillar of development," Angers looked sincere, "Or you can at least find someone to pass on your knowledge before you die. Give it to him?"

　　 "Or I can shoot this thing on your forehead."

　　 The vice-principal gestured the revolver in his hand and then put it down.

　　 "Okay, let's get back to the point. In fact, I have recently felt that the elements in the air have become stronger and more active than before," Anger sighed, "I thought this was a normal cyclical change."

"At present, the intensity of this change does not exceed the range of normal periodic changes," the vice principal said, "but you must understand that the so-called periodic changes actually contain both periodicity and regionality. The elements are like climate. Not only will there be changes at different times, but also in different places. At the same time, one place may be rising while another place is falling..."

"There will be no uniform changes in the intensity of the elements in the world, and different regions will separate them," Angers continued. "I admit that in the realm of alchemy, I am like an ignorant child in front of you. , But I also got a perfect score for the course of Elemental Basics."

"It's a pity that it happened one hundred and eighty years ago, and there is no such subject anymore. It has been merged with the basics of Linguistics," said the vice-principal. "But since you know this common sense, you should understand it. How unreasonable is this kind of global change."

　　 "Global," Anger said in a deep voice, "I have never seen a similar record in any book or inscription."

"Because if nothing happens, this kind of thing has never happened before," the vice principal said, "Pure blood dragons, or very few mixed species can manipulate the elements in a macroscopic way, making the elemental environment in a certain area earth-shaking. Change, but this so-called macro, the limit will not exceed one Europe, in fact, even the Dragon King in its heyday may not set off the elemental changes that will overwhelm half of Europe, let alone spread to the world."

"Of course the Dragon King can't do this, otherwise our dragon slaying since ancient times is a joke. If the Dragon King can affect the global elemental changes, then they probably have the power to surpass nuclear explosions in their breath," Anger was silent. After a while, his tone was solemn, "Then, do you think it is possible...that he was not completely killed in the past and is now recovering?"

"He?" the vice-principal snorted, "I admit that he may be the greatest and most powerful creature in the history of this planet, but even he would never be able to do so, otherwise the dragon kings and those who rebelled The first generation seed was crushed to death by a claw at the beginning of the jump. It would be idiotic to end him, oh no, idiot said dream!"

　　 "Then what do you think this change is because of?"

　　 Ange asked.

"How the **** did I know?" The vice principal swears, "I am also looking for the reason, although I have no clue now. But at least it is certain that this is by no means caused by the resurrection of a certain dragon king, even if it is done by the power of the dragon king. Not to this point."

　　 "It is good news that it is not the dragon king's recovery," Angers worried, "but will this elemental change speed up the dragon king's recovery?"

"No," the vice-principal shook his head. "The enhancement of the elements will not help the Dragon King to recover their spirit or body faster, but it will make them stronger in speech. I hope this change can be stopped as soon as possible, and it is best to retract. ."

　　 "I hope so," Angers shook his head, "but good luck will not always look after us."

　　 "We don't rely on good luck either."

　　The vice principal stroked the wooden handle of the cowboy's revolver.

　　……

　　 "Lu Mingfei," Su Xiaoyao walked to Lu Mingfei during class, "Are you free from school tomorrow afternoon?"

　　 "School will be over tomorrow afternoon?" Lu Mingfei nodded, "I'm free, what's the matter?"

　　 "That...that..." Su Xiaoyan pursed his lips, "My parents want to invite you to my house for dinner."

　　 "Oh, dinner," Lu Mingfei nodded calmly, and then frightened, "Wait! You say it again! Who invites?!"

　　 "My parents..."

　　 Su Xiaoyao lowered his head.

　　 "Damn! What do your parents ask me to eat?"

　　 Lu Mingfei almost jumped up from his chair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Su Xiaoyao told Lu Mingfei about the cram school and the dog keeping permit.

　　 Lu Mingfei:...

　　 "So... I have to go there for both reasons and emotions?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "After all, I owe my uncle several favors."

　　 "This is called Uncle? If you have this familiarity tomorrow night, I won't have to worry about you."

　　 Su Xiaoxiao said.

　　 "I haven't said to go," Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "I don't know why, I always have the illusion that this is Xiang Yu's invitation to Liu Bang."

　　 "Please go to my house for a meal, it's not a Hongmen Banquet! Uh...probably not..."

　　 Su Xiaoyao is a little bit embarrassed.

"Don't make a guess!" Lu Mingfei glared, "If your dad ambushes three hundred axemen in the backyard by the time, as soon as he throws a cup as a sign, he will hug me and unload me, then who can I talk to? "

　　 "What are you afraid of, isn't there me?" Su Xiaoyao slapped his chest, "With me, let alone three hundred swordsmen, even five hundred school swordsmen, I can keep you from killing seven in and seven out!"

　　 "I am A Dou with me?" Lu Mingfei twitched, "Besides, the school swordsman is Guan Erye's soldier!"

　　 "That's what it means, so don't worry about the details," Su Xiaoyao waved a small hand, "Of course you don't want to go, but there should be a parent meeting within two weeks..."

　　 "I will go tomorrow!"

　　 "Then...what do you like to eat?"

"what?"

　　 "Oh... you are a guest at my house after all. Isn't it a joke for others to see my house if the hospitality is not good? What do you like to eat, say, I'll go back and let the house be ready tomorrow!"