If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

"Paco, I need you to do something."

Paco looked up high. On the third floor of the huge honeycomb-shaped study room, the 'Emperor' was standing on the bookcase ladder. A few leaves were scattered on the dome window, and the sunlight dimly illuminated his side face. He held a long-dusted ancient book in his hand, and his golden eyes read line after line of secrets that could overthrow the hypocritical history of mixed races, with a calm face without any waves.

"Your wish is my direction." Paco said.

There was a faint whimpering sound outside the study door behind her. The wooden floor next to the bookcase ladder was stained red by a pool of blood. The body of the librarian fell sideways on the desk. At the last moment, he slapped his hand on the red warning button. superior.

The secret manor on the Hebrides Islands on the west coast of Scotland was shrouded in shrill sirens. At the moment when the button was clicked, the mechanism was triggered, and the two-meter-thick and 25-ton explosion-proof iron door fell heavily, shaking many books worth tens of thousands of dollars on the shelves. fell to the ground. The last place with such security measures was the US military base located 2,000 meters deep in the Cheyenne Mountains. Even artillery shells could not open their doors. Many people speculated that regularly maintained nuclear warheads were stored inside, and some speculated that nuclear warheads were assembled inside. The computer room that successfully realized super AI.

The security force of the study room where the 'Emperor' and Paco are now is no less than that of a military base. Behind the wall where the bookshelf is leaning is 100 meters of granite, and steel partitions are poured into the underground soil. As for what looks the most The dome like a breach has three laser-sensitive aircraft guns on the outside. Anything beyond the horizontal line of the dome will be destroyed by fire.

Strict security measures mean that the things inside are of sufficient value. There are no nuclear warheads or supercomputers hidden in the study. There are only books in the study, hardcover collections of old books. Each book has no title, only a number, which constitutes They are numbered with initials representing the snow storage area and their own chronological number.

For example, B0003-0010 means that this book records deeds from 3 to 10 AD. When you open them, you will find that each page has been vacuum-preserved and finally put together. The pages inside are filled with old... The yellow color of the sheepskin records some horrific truths that would be as destructive as nuclear bomb wars and AI rebellions once revealed.

But most of the books in the study are not all so horrifying. There are still some relatively 'normal' books. Most of the contents are about disasters that happened during that period, or a piece of long-lost knowledge that was accidentally passed down during that period. , this knowledge has never been out of date even today, and is even far beyond the reach of modern human wisdom. Provided that someone can interpret them.

The 'Emperor' came here for this 'knowledge'. Perhaps this study is the only place in the world that retains this 'knowledge'. The owner of the island manor hid this obscure and undecipherable 'knowledge' secretly. , such actions are tantamount to casting pearls into dust, making those who truly understand the importance of 'knowledge' sigh with regret. So the 'Emperor' heard the news and came, like a thousand-mile horse in search of Bole, he did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to come.

But a place like this should be impossible to infiltrate by any means, but the 'Emperor' and Paco still appeared here. It's not that their infiltration skills are superior - they never had any intention of infiltrating from the beginning. , came in through an open and honest attack.

To be more specific, it was the 'Emperor' who stormed in. Paco followed him, stepping on the corpses and blood flowing along the road. Neither of them had the slightest smell of gunpowder on their bodies. Because their enemies didn't even have time to shoot, leaving one or two bullet holes on the walls or floors that showed traces of battle. Everyone died when they saw the 'Emperor', and died with a smile and sincerity, from the seven orifices. The blood of joy flows out, adding a brighter color to the smile.

Thinking about it from another angle, this can be regarded as a perfect "infiltration", because everyone who has seen the "Emperor" is dead, and there are no witnesses. It is not a perfect sneak.

But now the island's alarm still sounded, and the matter was exposed at the last step. The moment the 'Emperor' and Paco entered the study, the librarian took the alarm. There will be no one in this study for the next ten years. After making a reservation, only intruders can appear here. The librarian completed his duty before dying and issued an alarm to the entire island of foreign invasion, turning this 'infiltration' into a 'forced attack' .

So the entire study was sealed, and heavily armed personnel with live ammunition came to the manor in the center of the island with helicopters and off-road Humvees. All ports were closed, and the coastal blockade was connected in a circle to surround the entire island. Mines were activated and air defenses were activated. The cannon began to operate, and satellites in the sky, underground, in the sea, and even in the universe began to monitor every moment of the island's movements when the alarm was triggered. Hundreds of satellite photos were generated every second. Nothing moving could escape surveillance, not even a moment. Innocent seagulls that accidentally enter the island will be imprisoned, their hair will be plucked, and their feet will be tied with iron chains.

"Area B, third floor." The 'Emperor' in the study said as he put the books in his hands back into the bookshelf.

Paco walked to the bookcase ladder and pushed the pulley ladder to another corner of the study. The 'Emperor' on the ladder stretched out his hand to consider it, then took out his favorite book and started reading again.

No one of the two wanted to escape. It would have been an ordinary visiting thief who would have probably started to show off his or her own skills to get out of the blockade on the island. However, until the encirclement narrowed to the entire manor, The two of them were still staying quietly in the study, as if they were the owners of the study.

The 'Emperor' read a book at an astonishing speed. It was as if he was turning the pages of a book. His thumb gently stroked the pages. After hundreds of pages flew by, he inserted the book back into the shelf and picked up another one. He asked Paco to move again. Using the bookcase ladder, I came to another corner of the study room and climbed up and down to read the books. Paco didn’t say anything and obeyed the emperor’s instructions. The master and servant kept wandering in the study room and could only hear the turning of the pages. The sound of sunlight flowing through my fingertips.

"Now the last production threshold of 'Leech' no longer exists." The 'Emperor' put down the last book and breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on his face. It is a kind of knowledge gained by those who are thirsty for knowledge. After the climax of satisfaction, Paco is no stranger to the look of the 'Emperor'. Whenever she sees this expression on the other person's face, within ten and a half days, there will be a violent change in the world due to a 'mutation' change.

These changes are sometimes good and sometimes bad. At best, they even bring further improvements to the genetic excellence of all descendants of the mixed race. At bad times, they are a little worse for some specific races or the indigenous people of a small country or region. It would have to be wiped out, perhaps by a plague or by an unknown natural phenomenon.

These changes are all brought about by this 'person' on the bookshelf, just like a real emperor issuing decrees on a whim, which may bring good fortune to one side or ruin to the whole life.

In the research and development of leeches, Paco is the leader of the project. She knows that once this product is born and given some precise control, it will have a huge impact on mixed-race society.

"So what you need me to do is deliver 'leeches' to specific experimental subjects?" Paco asked.

"She is indeed the smartest girl under my command. But she is still not smart enough." The 'Emperor' chuckled and said, "The last word was wrong."

"I am a 'lucky one' rather than an 'experiment'." He said with a smile, "How could something go wrong in the final work that comes out of my hands? Even if there are occasional flaws in the process, I will make use of them. Let it become the indispensable broken arm of the goddess."

"You seem to be in a good mood." Paco slightly raised his head and looked at the face of the person he was serving.

"Did you know that during the filming of "Ashes of Time", in order to raise funds, a comedy film was made called "The Last Day"?" the 'Emperor' suddenly asked confusedly.

"I don't know. Maybe she will know if '007' is here." Paco said.

"Oh, I like that girl, she always catches all the topics I throw out." When mentioning 007 'Emperor', a smile couldn't help but overflow on his face. Paco under the bookcase ladder silently lowered his head for people to see. Missing her expression and eyes.

“Sometimes, accidents and mistakes occur in the process of completing a masterpiece, but it does not mean that your work will be ruined. If you are smart enough, you will know how to use this accident and use this flaw to achieve something better than the original. Better results." 'Emperor' said with a smile.

"Yes." Paco nodded. The 'Emperor' is her boss. When the boss says great things, the people below must nod in agreement even if they don't understand.

"The appearance of 'Leech' will attract the attention of many people. I decided to put the stage where it will appear in that coastal city. Maybe it can attract some interesting people." The 'Emperor' looked up at the glass window of the dome and loomed outside. Flying over the drone, the camera shot his face through the glass and displayed it on the big screen in the combat conference room where hundreds of people gathered. Everyone's face was filled with unbelievable shock and they stared blankly. The person on the screen was speechless.

"Do you want to start infiltrating those reclusive families among the hybrids?" Paco nodded slightly, already planning the organization's spread plan in the next few years.

Leeches are magical. They can give people youth and life. They will also tie a chain on those who are blessed. The end of the chain will be controlled by the 'Emperor'. Once the chains spread all over the world, it will naturally mean that ' The emperor's power is gradually spreading throughout the world. When the emperor takes control of the aristocratic families, it is equivalent to the power of the entire mixed-race social discourse falling into their hands.

Anyone who accepts the blessing of the 'Emperor' should offer their allegiance devoutly. Leeches are a brand new contract. Everyone who uses leeches will owe a debt to the 'Emperor' and can be used by him.

"So, I hope that the first 'leech' can fall into the hands of the right people, those who really desire it, and those who really need it." The 'Emperor' said with a smile.

"I heard that one of the 'ancestors' of the Chen family is approaching his end." Paco suddenly said as if he understood something.

Aren’t the people who crave and expect ‘leeches’ the most the elderly who value bloodline and lifespan more than anything else? Paco couldn't think of anyone who wanted more from the cologne serum and bloodline recasting than they did.

Paco stared at the emperor, trying to observe the other person's reaction in her answer, but she was still disappointed as always. She did not see any expression of approval on the other person's face. She had guessed this person's heart countless times, but Every time the answer she got was just a hair's breadth away from the truth, and the result was naturally far from the truth.

"Did I say something wrong?" Paco asked.

"Maybe." The 'Emperor' smiled without comment, and gave Paco another puzzle as usual, and would not reveal the answer easily until the end.

At this time, the guards with guns and ammunition also gathered at the door of the study, and murderous intentions were evident in the sky and on the ground.

"It seems that I did guess wrong." Paco sighed, and she realized that she had made a mistake in her guess.

The dome exploded, sending strong winds and bright light.

On the second floor of the VIP room of the Opera House, the wind blew Paco's black hair. She looked at the 'Prince' who was looking at her on the stage of the Opera House and silently performed a court etiquette and put on her smile again.

That's true, who could be more eager and suitable to own a 'leech' than the current 'Prince'? After all, when they truly desire and expect something, their purpose is often not for themselves.

ps①: There are also

ps②: Jiao arrived late, the ‘Emperor’ appeared for the first time, and it contained a lot of information.