Dragon Raja: Transform into the Immortal Dragon King

It’s simply heartbreaking!

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"Captain, do I think we shouldn't have shown off before?" one of the team members asked.

"Shut up, this is tactical! Being cool is a lifelong thing!" said the female captain, Mai Shude!

"Number 13 seems to be missing!"

"He's probably just a clown hired by the monkeys!" said Mai Shude. "Who introduced him?"

"A friend recommended him!" the team member said. "Someone said he's an expert!"

"Damn, is this introduction from an acquaintance of yours legitimate? I mean, is it reliable?"

"Maybe, perhaps, possibly, maybe it's reliable?" The team member also seemed unsure of himself.

"Mai, I've never seen you so disheveled!"

No one noticed that a person had suddenly appeared in the gap, and the voice he used to change through the voice changer sounded rather harsh!

They were small and thin, some even less than 1.6 meters tall, and wore masks and black combat uniforms just like the others.

The only difference is that it doesn't have a serial number.

"Where did this little dwarf come from?" the team member thought to himself, but didn't say it aloud.

Professional ethics taught them that they shouldn't mock their teammates, especially since this short guy dared to mock even their captain, so he must be of a high rank.

They haven't received their money yet! If he can influence things and stop them from getting their wages, that would be really ridiculous!

"When in doubt, ask potato chips!" Mai said, quickly pulling out her phone.

The familiar sound of chewing potato chips rang out. Mai said, "Potato Chip Girl, stop eating! We're trapped! Think of something!"

"Crunch~ Crunch~" Based on Mai's judgment, the person opposite her must have tilted their head back and shoved the last potato chips from the bag into their mouth.

"Okay, then let's activate Plan B!" Chip Girl remained completely calm.

"We have a Plan B? How come I didn't know that?" Mai asked, puzzled.

"If you want to keep the enemy in the dark, you have to keep your own people in the dark first!" Su Enxi said.

"Fine, I won't argue with you. Tell me, what's Plan B?"

"Of course it's the secret weapon—Number 13!" Su Enxi said. "We'll implement it after your plan is thwarted!"

"So you already guessed that my plan would be thwarted?" Mai Shude's anger level soared. "And that number 13, are you sure that idiot can handle it?"

"I think he's lost! Are you kidding me? I think you should do a Plan C, let a dog in, maybe the dog can lure the Dragon King out!"

"I'm afraid that won't work. The Dragon King has a great deal of suppression over lower-ranking races!" Su Enxi explained to her, revealing her limited knowledge.

“He was handpicked by me because he’s terrible with directions. People like that usually head for the most obvious buildings,” Su Enxi said. “So even if you get blocked, you’ll draw fire, which will just create an opportunity for Number 13!”

"So Number 13 is your trump card? We're all going to be guinea pigs?" Mai Shude had a fiery temper. "We're like cockroaches, surviving in the cracks. Do you believe that if we show our heads, dozens of guns will be pointed at our heads?"

"Don't worry! Just wait! The Night's Watch will soon loosen the 'commandments'!"

"why?"

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed," Su Enxi said. "You're not smart enough!"

Mai Shude: "Are you being polite?"

Old Tang was very excited after getting the map from the library. He touched the shotgun behind him and felt like: the enemy is hoarding food while I am hoarding guns; the enemy is my granary!

The enemy won't build us cannons?

Five million US dollars are about to be in our hands!

Just then, his phone vibrated; a message had arrived.

When you hear this message

"Congratulations, you've won the grand prize! Please take out the black card prepared for you, enter the lower level from the library, pass through the central mainframe and enter the 'Ice Cellar'. You will receive further instructions there!"

Okay! This woman always only says half of what she means. I hope she never finds her other half!

Old Tang cursed inwardly.

Inside the control room,

Professor Schneider checked the time; more than an hour had passed!

But the intruder was still not found!

"Does the school currently have anyone capable of using 'Word of Power: Serpent'?" Professor Schneider asked in a hoarse voice.

“That’s me!” Professor Manstein said, “and my scope is much larger than Ye Sheng’s!”

"Why are you asking this? Although I am 'Word Spirit Serpent,' the entire school is currently under my father's 'Word Spirit Discipline,' making it impossible for me to use Word Spirit at all!"

"Can you lift the prohibition on your father?" Professor Schneider asked. "After all, we have over seven hundred students! If we can use the power of words, our power will explode!"

"More than 700 people versus a dozen or so, the advantage is on my side!"

“It’s probably difficult; at most, he’ll only obey the principal’s orders!” Professor Manstein shook his head and said, “But I can give it a try!”

After saying that, he dialed the phone number of Vice Principal Flamel.

The other end answered the phone in less than three seconds.

"Good evening, my dear son! Is there anything I can help you with?" This was the first thing the vice principal said.

"Dad, could you do something that goes against our ancestors—I mean, against the school rules?" Professor Manstein asked cautiously. "Tonight's situation is special. There's someone here, Norma has determined that a dragon has invaded the academy! Can you break the rules?"

"Just once! I promise it'll only be for this one night, and I definitely won't come again!"

The other side was silent for a moment.

Manstein sighed softly, "I know I've overstepped my bounds, so I won't disturb your television viewing any longer!"

After saying that, he was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, my dear son! I agree to this request that goes against the family rules and school regulations!" the vice principal said affectionately. "I will make you experience the happiness of having a father!"

Principal Angers looked at the vice-principal with disdain. He had just discussed lifting the discipline with the vice-principal when Manstein called!

So the vice principal is trying to make a profit from both situations!

The vice principal blew out the candles on the table, and in an instant, the "spirit" that had enveloped the entire college dissipated!

On the screen in front of Professor Schneider, hundreds of silver-blue lights appeared, signifying that the suppressed power of the students' words had awakened!

Chapter 129 That Bastard Vice Principal

"I've always had a question: the relationship between you and your father, the vice-principal, seems rather ordinary!" Professor Schneider rarely asked, but he was quite gossipy.

Seeing that his students could use the power of words, he felt victory was assured!

Unfortunately, he didn't know the saying: "Opening champagne at the halfway point is mostly a way to celebrate!"

"Don't you think we look like father and son?" Professor Manstein said. "Indeed, he still has a full head of hair, while I started balding before I even reached middle age!"

After saying that, he touched his smooth, hard-boiled head.

Truly a barren land!

He then added, "I'm not as handsome as my father, although he's gotten quite overweight from spending so much time in the clock tower!"

"But he used to be a handsome Western cowboy with curly hair! Just like Pompeii is now, a womanizer! I didn't even inherit a tenth of his good looks! Otherwise, I wouldn't still be single!"

"Actually, your personalities aren't similar at all!" Professor Schneider said frankly.

“I know, this might be related to my experience!” Manstein nodded. “You know, Guderian and I graduated from the same mental hospital!”

"Before this, I lived with my mother and had never seen my father since I was a child."

“My mother was just an ordinary person, while my father was a super womanizer back then! He had a one-night stand with my mother, never expecting that I would end up with her!”

"I bet he would have thought if he'd known my mother was going to get pregnant!"

"He won't leave your mother?" Professor Guderian interjected.

“No!” Manstein denied. “If he knew, he would most likely regret not shooting me against the wall!”

"After all, he was a womanizer back then! He couldn't possibly give up the whole forest for my mother!"

"If that's the case, how did you later recognize him as your father?" Professor Schneider asked, puzzled.

“He recognized me! I had no idea I had a living father before!” Manstein said. “Do you remember when I came for the job interview? That’s when he recognized me!”

"The first night after Guderian and I were hired, at that party..."

"The vice principal showed off a water spout and went around toasting everyone! Actually, he wanted to drink a couple more glasses!"

“When we clinked glasses, he noticed the necklace around my neck,” Manstein said, his expression turning angry. “Do you know what he said?”

"What did you say?" At this moment, Professor Schneider was willing to play the straight man, after all, this juicy gossip was incredibly exciting!

"The first thing my bastard father said to me was: 'What's your relationship with that big-breasted, big-butt woman?' I remember this pendant should be hers!"

“That’s utterly bastard!” Schneider agreed. “And then?”

"I was completely stunned. Although I remember my mom having quite a large bust! Although my family was poor, I was never hungry when I was a child."

Professor Schneider: I think I've heard something incredible!

"I snapped out of it and said, 'She's my mother!' Then that old bastard said, 'You're her son? How old are you?'"

"I didn't think much about it at the time, and I just told him!"

After saying that, Manstein's face turned bright red! "Then he just said to me: 'Then I'm your real father. Come on, let's drink to our meeting!'"

"That guy's got some talent too, I threw a bottle of wine all over his face right then and there!"

"Well done! The fact that you refrained from using your fist shows you had a good temper!" Schneider was practically clapping.

This is hilarious! If it weren't for the fear of Manstein going berserk, it would have been a major academic paper titled "The Story I Had to Tell My Father."

I can't say it, I absolutely can't say it, otherwise my image as a cold, aloof, and furious vengeful man will collapse!

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