Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 327 The Yellow-haired Man Coveting Cabbages

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When the first rays of morning sun fell on the Cloud Island at the highest point of the Cloud Sea Secret Realm, the melodious and heavy bell sounds had spread to all the Cloud Island, waking up every dragon immersed in their dreams.

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When the second bell rang, the young children who had opened their eyes in a daze quickly regained consciousness. Even if they closed their eyes, they could not fall asleep now and forced themselves to stay awake.

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When the third bell rang, even the laziest dragon felt full of energy, his blood boiling, and he was eager to try.

After the three bells rang, melodious and pleasant music that could soothe the mind and calm the soul also spread throughout the secret realm of the sea of ​​clouds. In this extremely beautiful music, which was a masterpiece of a master, all the young dragons reluctantly left their dragon nests and went to the meditation room.

No matter how pleasant the music is, even if it is a masterpiece that a master has spent his entire life on, once it becomes the warning bell for class after the mandatory computer turn-on in the morning, it will be deeply disgusting, even for dragons.

"Every day it's the call of the times, can't we just change the song?"

A little silver dragon flapped its wings and headed for the meditation room, listening to the musical notes echoing everywhere around it, with a look of complete disgust.

"No matter what song you play, if it's played in the morning when you just wake up, you'll feel sick."

At the side, a silver dragon with a body shape similar to her responded,
"It's not the song you hate, it's the morning meditation class."

"Ah, indeed. Why do we dragons have to attend morning classes? And they are meditation classes. This doesn't make sense at all!"

"Not only do we have morning classes, but in a few years, we'll also have evening self-study classes. How's that going? Are you happy?"

A little golden dragon came over after hearing the silver dragon's complaints and spoke in a mean voice.

"Why should I be happy? This schedule is totally unreasonable."

Meilin complained loudly,

"This is clearly a curriculum designed for short-lived species, why is it being applied to us dragons?"

"It is said that this is the curriculum schedule personally drawn up by the principal. If you have any objections, you can write a letter to the principal's office to complain."

The little golden dragon gave advice with malicious intent.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Meilin glanced at the bad boy next to her.
"It sounds like a stupid idea to complain to the principal about the curriculum he has set."

"You can send an anonymous letter."

"Then go and vote!"

Merlin snorted.

"I won't do such meaningless things. I want to be a strong dragon who can formulate school rules and regulations. When that time comes, I will cancel all unreasonable systems."

The little golden dragon raised his head proudly and told his life goals.

"Change the school rules? Do you know how to change the school rules?"

Meilin asked in surprise.

"Of course, you have to become a legendary ancient dragon. No, becoming a legendary ancient dragon is not enough. You have to at least become a near-saint ancient dragon to have the opportunity to challenge the rules set by the principal."

The little golden dragon lowered his voice, and said in a mysterious and boastful tone,
"I want to become such a dragon!"

"But you already have such power, what's the point of changing the curriculum and school rules?"

Murphy on the side couldn't help but complain.

"Because the current curriculum is so bad, we, the outstanding young dragons, should strive for a better future for the next generation of dragons. This is the mission and responsibility given to us by history."

The little golden dragon held his head high and spoke in a sonorous and powerful tone.

"Isn't this what the teacher taught in history class? You are just plagiarizing."

"What do you mean by plagiarism? This is called applying what you have learned. It means that I remember what the teacher taught me."

"But you didn't change a single word. You're just repeating it."

"But I'm still a student. How can a student's work be called repeating? This is reciting!"

"You like to brag too much. When you become an ancient dragon, it will be at least a thousand years later. You still want to challenge the principal and change the school rules. This is simply impossible."

Meilin glanced at the little golden dragon and mercilessly pierced through the little golden dragon's dream with the sharp sword of reality.

"Brother, let's go. Don't go with him."

"Hey, why am I bragging? The principal can't be the principal forever, can't I just take over the position when the time comes? Why do you want to challenge the principal?"

The little golden dragon yelled unconvinced.

Nowadays in the Cloud Sea Secret Realm, even the youngest dragons know that their principal is the most powerful dragon in the world.

Although it is unknown where this argument came from, most of the ancient dragons in the academy agree with this view. A certain consensus has been reached and it is becoming common sense.

It is for this reason that any attempt to challenge the headmaster, even by a young dragonling, will not be considered courageous by other dragons, but will only be considered foolish.

"Scatilo!"

However, the little silver dragon Merlin had ignored the little golden dragon behind her. Among the many dragon shadows flying in the sky, she saw an unusual figure that was completely different from the other dragons. While shouting enthusiastically, she also pulled her brother over.

"Merlin, Murphy, good morning!"

The little girl was walking in the air with ice flowers under her feet, her speed no slower than any flying young dragon. She politely greeted the two silver dragons that came up to her.

"I envy you, Scardillo."

Merlin couldn't help but sigh when he saw the girl whose face was as bright and colorful as a flower bud in early spring.

Amid the music that spread throughout the secret realm of the sea of ​​clouds, almost no dragons among the group of dragons that were forcibly awakened could feel joy and excitement. After being forcibly awakened, their brains were forcibly awakened again, and then they were forced to go to class. Who could be happy?
The only difference was the girl in front of him. She was like a short-lived creature. She greeted the beginning of every day with an optimistic, cheerful and positive attitude. Even if the course schedule was so miserable, she would accept it with joy.

"Envy me? Why?"

Scardillo asked, confused.

"Because the curriculum you set up with the principal fits in perfectly!"

Murphy also spoke up and agreed. Even though he could understand the boring knowledge taught by Gu Long, he couldn't stand the learning courses that were probably customized according to the standards of short-lived species.

Who can stand getting up every morning, meditating within the specified time, followed by a big class in the morning, a big class in the afternoon, and a self-study session in the evening? Finally, there are weekly tests, monthly tests, and midterm and final exams every once in a while.

As for holidays? What kind of holidays? Only dragons who don't make progress will think about holidays every day. The truly excellent dragons can regulate their words and deeds and take the initiative to expand their learning.

Although there are scheduled holidays, the Dragon Clan's holidays are very short. The weekends are not enough for sleeping, and the winter and summer vacations are merely for visiting relatives. There is basically no extra time to do anything.

This is the hellish teaching method implemented since the president arrived, expelled seven ancient dragon professors, and carried out many reforms in the college.

There are only four things that all dragons can do in the academy: eating, sleeping, practicing and studying. There is no fifth thing.

There have been complaints from the young students, small-scale protests, and even some of the students' parents have expressed opposition.

But all the objections eventually came to nothing. The harsh teaching order continued to loom over the Cloud Sea Secret Realm, and all the youngsters suffered greatly from it, except for the dragons who could enjoy this learning atmosphere. "I think it's okay."

Scartilo didn’t think the academy’s curriculum was anything special. She was very happy to be able to spend time with so many people of the same race every day.

"Where's the good?"

Meilin couldn't help but scream.

"Are you Scardilo? Nice to meet you. My name is Theodosius."

The little golden dragon, who had been lagging behind, also came up. Even though the two silver dragons ignored him, he didn't care. Instead, he took this opportunity to greet Scardilo enthusiastically.
"One of the most likely successors to the second principal of Dragon Academy in the future."

"How dare you come bragging in front of my friend."

Meilin was immediately annoyed when she heard the guy in front of her introduce himself in such a shameless way.

"How could I brag? I'm a golden dragon. When I grow up, are you so sure that I won't be eligible to run for the next principal?"

"How old are you?"

Merlin curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"But the current principal is also very young."

Theodosius said unconcerned.

"Hello, future principal."

Seeing the young dragon introducing himself in this way, Scatillo's eyes curved like crescent moons and he smiled.
"You know me?"

"I've heard of you a long time ago. I've admired you for a long time. Today I finally have the chance to meet you."

Theodosius said carelessly.

"Why do you want to know me?"

Scardiello was confused.

"Because you are special!"

Skadilo's unique performance has attracted the attention of dragons. Dragons who can enter this academy basically know each other well. After all, their parents are all working under the Holy Dragon Noah. They don't know their origins and backgrounds clearly, but as long as they want to check, they can find out.

However, no dragon could find out the identity of this silver dragon who was the last to enroll in school in human form. All they knew was that on the third day after she enrolled, the academy began a comprehensive reorganization, and even the ancient dragons could not escape it, or rather, they were the first to be affected.

Such a change, coupled with the fact that even the identity and background could not be found out, the two major doubts combined together naturally attracted the attention of certain dragons. The identities of all the dragons in the academy are clear, but there is only one dragon that is unclear. Isn't this equivalent to exposing the cards directly?

"I think you are my most threatening opponent in the election for the next principal."

Theodosius did not explain the reason directly. Although he vaguely guessed the other party's identity, if he said it directly, it would seem that the purpose was too obvious, so he came up with a better reason.

“But I don’t want to be a principal.”

"This is your current thinking, and it does not represent the future."

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"Yeah, I may not be able to stick to my beliefs, so can you make a promise with me?"

"What agreement?"

"If you run for president in the future, can you please smash the big bell?"

“Why did you smash the bell?”

Scardiello was confused.

"Don't you think that bell is really abominable?"

Theodosius gnashed his teeth and said,
"The three bells in the morning have different effects, and the bell at night forces us to sleep. The bell deprives us of all our freedom."

"Morning class has begun!"

Skatilo did not respond, but instead alerted several little dragons around him that were filled with resentment.

At the same time, on the highest central cloud island, the first principal of the Dragon Academy, Noah, who was known as the Holy Dragon, turned his head and looked at the dragon fairy beside him.

"Whose child is that young golden dragon?"

"Your Majesty, he is a child of the Gonzalez family."

"The Gonzalez family's children are not bad."

Noah nodded. Apart from his partner, there was no golden dragon under his command. Golden dragons were so arrogant that they were unwilling to bow their heads even to the ancestral dragons.

However, although not many golden dragons were willing to follow him, there were many golden dragons willing to interact with him, such as sending their descendants to the Dragon Academy.

"This is a very ambitious little fellow. He wants to inherit my position. In this case, satisfy him, arrange more courses for him, and take care of him as much as possible in the practical training classes."

As a young dragon who admires his juniors very much, Noah gave these instructions to his followers.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The dragon fairy following Noah glanced down and understood the master's order.

A male golden dragon who was deliberately trying to get close to Her Royal Highness the Princess. Although he was still young, he was a dragon after all. The fairy could guess some of his master's thoughts.

This noble being was completely unabashed in his love for his youngest daughter, treating her like his most precious jewel, and dragons would often go to any lengths to protect their treasures.

"In the academy, just call me by my title, no need to call me by anything else."

Noah corrected.

"Okay, Dean."

After making sure that the dragon fairy understood his intention, Noah slowly turned around and left.

As for whether the other parent would come to him as the principal to complain, Noah had already prepared a set of excuses. In fact, he had already used this set of excuses before, and it had always worked.

When he was changing the school curriculum, the dragon lords under his command gave collective feedback, hoping to reduce the burden on their children.

"How do you think I became an ancestor dragon? Or do you think I was born an ancestor?"

"Some of you dragons may think that I was blessed by a certain dragon god, which allowed me to complete the promotion, but before that, I was already an atavistic dragon."

"Why did His Majesty's favor fall upon me and not upon you?"

"That's because I studied as hard as the short-lived species, practicing diligently all day long, completing my return to my ancestral state, and was blessed."

"I have summarized all my experiences and used them to teach your offspring? What else are you dissatisfied with?"

(End of this chapter)