"I'm in the Dragon Clan, what the heck is the Naruto Counterattack System?"

Chapter 71 Kunlun Mountain Death Valley, the Real Battlefield (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

A somber atmosphere should have permeated the crowd, but only the girl sitting in the high seat remained unmoved.

The voice from the phone, "What is a bond?", broke through the simmering tension.

Does it matter whether it's because they don't want to or because they can't?

Faced with Chen Shan's blunt questioning, Wan Zhou simply smiled, glanced at Zhou Zhen behind Zhou Zheng, and saw his old man nod helplessly. Only then did Zhou Zheng take out several documents from the brown paper bag in his hand and respectfully hand one to each of the people present.

After flipping it open and glancing at it briefly, although their facial expressions didn't change, their eyes subtly shifted.

"As you can see," Wanzhou began, "the person is dead, but the materials remain—detailed experimental data and some experimental equipment."

"Does Japan's mixed-race population also have access to this banned drug?" the bald old man asked as his first question was uttered.

"Yes," Wanzhou replied. "Conservatively speaking, there are over a hundred controlled Dead Servants, as well as one successful experimental subject capable of using the Word of Power: Blaze. There are even more Dead Servant experimental subjects in a slumber on the fourth floor."

"Although they were just some low-blooded trash, it still proves how critical the situation was at the time. Even if a company of soldiers were sent, there would be no way they could hold back in that narrow underground environment."

Chen Shan didn't even glance at the document, and upon hearing this, he simply snorted coldly, "But as far as I know, the Imperial Guards could have sealed off the area before those mixed-race individuals entered."

"There are over a hundred crazed Deadpools hiding there. If we alert them and they escape, will you bear the consequences?" Wan Zhou asked calmly.

"Or is it that some people were acting on his orders, either by instigating the killings of those who participated in the illegal assembly, or even by organizing the assembly itself? Is this a case of someone using his position to settle personal scores and take advantage of the situation?"

As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, and he chuckled, "I'm wondering if it's because I've been too good-tempered all these years that some people dare to lay their hands on my Linhai Wan family."

"Perhaps I should also investigate those treacherous little beasts in my family?"

Chen Shan tightened his grip on his cane, and his face twitched slightly.

There were no fools among those present. The Chen family was a rising star among the Five Clans and Seven Noble Families, a prominent family of high-ranking talents in modern times, and its core business was medical care.

In the old days, it was called "medicine making"; in modern terms, it's called biotechnology.

Moreover, although the experimental equipment left behind by Kazuo Miyamoto appears to be of various models, it is clear that the Chen family is involved. It would be strange if the Chen family did not provide support behind the scenes.

They just did it so cleanly that no evidence could be found.

"It seems that Patriarch Chen has no objections."

Ignoring Chen Shan's gloomy face, Wan Zhou looked at everyone present and smiled, "He's only 15 years old. It's his first time participating in an operation, so it's understandable that he might act impulsively."

"Aside from the death of a few insignificant people, I think this outcome is perfect. What do you think?"

The elderly people present remained silent, showing no intention of standing up for Chen Shan.

Wanzhou shared the results of the "evolution medicine" without any intention of keeping it all to themselves. As for the deaths of a few unimportant peripheral figures within the clan, so be it.

They also knew that Chen Shan was definitely not heartbroken about his own dead third son, but was just annoyed because he had put in a lot of effort but got nothing in return, while the Wan family reaped the benefits instead.

"Now that there are no problems, let's get down to business."

This time, it was Zhou Zheng who spoke. Everyone present looked over, and he spoke expressionlessly: "As you all should know, Death Valley, Shennongjia, Fengmen Village, Shentang Bay—"

"The commotion in these restricted areas is getting bigger and bigger, which means that the dragon race is gradually recovering. Even with several military regions suppressing it, the casualties are getting more and more serious. When the prince or even the dragon king awakens, our current strength will be difficult to deal with."

"The proposal regarding the joint training of a new generation of dragon-slaying leaders by the aristocratic families had been shelved for some reason, but I believe we now have a very suitable candidate."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa, who had been keeping her head down and operating the device, looked up. Apparently, she had lost the regular competition and angrily turned off her phone with her cheeks puffed out and her arms crossed. The people below also subconsciously looked up.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me?" Meeting everyone's gaze, the girl frowned and muttered, "You guys go ahead and talk. Someone reported me for feeding, so my reputation score dropped, and they won't let me play ranked games anymore."

The group didn't take these words seriously at all, swallowing back what they were about to say. They squinted at Zhou Zheng and the steady Wan Zhou, each with their own thoughts.

Although Nuwa looked like an innocent little girl, no one present dared to treat her like a child.

Although she seemed childlike and didn't like to get involved in the affairs of aristocratic families, no one could ignore the attitude she displayed.

To some extent, it was precisely because of her existence that these aristocratic families were able to sit here safely, compromising and coexisting instead of fighting to the death.

"You mean that young man named Qi Xiuyuan is qualified for us to jointly train?" someone asked meaningfully. "I remember he's from Linhai and has connections with the Wan family, right?"

Wanzhou's smile faltered, and he finally couldn't help but sneer, "Of course I want to keep this super hybrid hidden away, and I even want to marry my great-great-granddaughter to him, but blame my brainless great-great-grandson."

"When that kid was discovered, he wasn't reported; instead, he was sent to participate in the operation and caused a major incident."

The Zhou family head called me with just one phone call, so now there's no way I can hide it anymore.

Upon hearing these words, the group of people subtly changed their expressions, their eyes becoming more subtle.

Faced with the resentment in Wanzhou's tone, Zhou Zheng remained calm and said indifferently, "I've checked. The child's background is clean. I've done a DNA test and confirmed that his ancestors didn't have any special background."

As they spoke, everyone flipped through the documents in their hands and saw the boy's photo, which meticulously recorded everything the boy had done from birth to the present.

Seeing the photos taken during the operation, the rather eerie corpses, and the photo of the fire dragon soaring into the sky, the group couldn't help but squint.

"Could it be a prince disguised as a half-blood?" someone asked.

"We found his parents who abandoned him, but they were already corpses, ruling out the possibility that he was a dragon," Wanzhou said calmly.

Looking at the documents and intelligence in their hands, the group knew they could easily trace anyone's origins, their ancestors for eighteen generations, and even their relatives and friends. They could even analyze their XP (external sex drive).

However, apart from the word "orphan," there were no other secrets in Qi Xiuyuan's file. He seemed to be just a child abandoned because of the tragedy of bloodshed.

In other words, did a monster really emerge from among the common people, or a phoenix really fly out of a chicken coop?

Although they dared not believe it, or even did not want to believe it, the facts were right in front of them, and they had no choice but to believe it.

"Atavism? I've only heard of it, this is the first time I've seen it." The oldest man said in a hoarse voice, "And this Word of Power, even I have never seen it recorded in ancient books before."

Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively looked at Nuwa, who was sitting on the high seat with her chin resting on her hand. She paused for a moment, pondered, and then said, "Hmm, does she possess the abilities of perception, wind manipulation, and wind gathering?"

"This Word of Power seems somewhat similar to the Dragon Sparrow, and can be considered an upgrade of that Blood-Drinking True Scythe."

The dragon sparrow, also known as the dragon sparrow in the phrase "dragon sparrow coils, heavenly horse halfway up the sky," is also the wind god "Feilian" in ancient mythology. In fact, it is a type of dragon, and a second-generation species of the king of the sky and wind.

As a juvenile, it resembles an ordinary waterbird. As an adult, it spreads its overwhelming black wings, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars. Once it takes flight, it never falls. It is an extremely fierce and solitary bird, possessing the miraculous ability to summon and control the wind.

"The superior version of the Word of Power: Blood-Drinking True Scythe, the Word of Power: Dragon Sparrow?" The old man in the Taoist robe stroked his white beard thoughtfully. "Which is stronger, the Word of Power: Eye of the Wind King?"

The Word of Power: Blood-Drinking True Scythe, also known as the Word of Power: Vampire Scythe, is located at Sequence 71, with a medium level of danger. It is the superior to Sequence 59 Word of Power: Kamaitachi.

The caster's control over the wind has been further enhanced, turning the air into rapidly spinning fragments, as if countless invisible wind demons were flying within the domain, emanating whirlwinds with invisible blades centered on the caster.

The range is moderate; it cannot create tornado-level rotating airflow and cannot penetrate heavy protection.

Moreover, it is difficult to control the flight angle of air debris.

Qi Xiuyuan's Word of Power is clearly as easy as wielding an arm or finger. It can not only achieve a similar effect of instantaneous acceleration, but also transform into a wind blade with increasing power the longer it is charged. It is highly functional.

"Are you sure he's S-rank?" the bald old man asked again.

"We're preparing for the test, but I have a suggestion." Zhou Zheng tapped the armrest of his chair and said expressionlessly, "The training for the Third Military Region of the Internal Security is about to begin. Why don't we send him to the 'front lines' as well?"

"We can also invite people from Kassel College along. They always say we're closed off from the world, so it's good for us old folks to connect with the international community for once," Wan Zhou added with a smile.

Watching the two of them sing in unison, the other five frowned.

"Are you two old geezers getting senile?"

The bald old man, unable to contain his impatience, frowned and said, "He's only halfway into the Dragon Clan's world. The Third Military Region is suppressing the Kunlun Mountain Death Valley. Don't you know what's inside...?"

"I agree with their proposal."

The first to speak was Chen Shan, who sneered, "Dangerous hybrids are just hybrids, and the Lieshi are nothing but a bunch of trash. When they truly face dragons, even a third or fourth generation one..."

"Only when he enters the small world constructed by the dragons and sees their countless subordinates will he understand how fragile everything he possesses is in the face of true power."

As he spoke, he looked at Wanzhou beside him and said coldly, "Since you think he is qualified to be a leader and a hero, then let him prove himself."

"The brutal battlefield between dragons and humans is right there. A piece of trash who doesn't even dare to go to the battlefield, even if he really has S-class blood, doesn't deserve our attention."

To everyone's surprise, Chen Shan was the first to agree with Wanzhou's proposal, and they couldn't help but frown and cast strange glances at him.

Seeing the curve of Chen Shan's lips, which seemed to be mocking and playful, as if he was certain that the kid was not qualified.

"Judging from that kid's style of doing things, he is indeed still very green," the old man said in a hoarse voice. "When problems arise, just kill them all. It's clean, efficient, and saves trouble. It is indeed an efficient method."

"However, throughout history, we have faced countless problems, and the world today is still plagued by them."

Since humanity itself is the root of the problem, should we destroy humanity?

"What we need is stability and harmony. Good and evil are irrelevant. What causes its collapse is often extreme methods. Its methods are too extreme. If we were to deal with all problems in this way, we might as well have a killer group."

Zhou Zheng nodded, his face expressionless, and said, "A person can live because many innocent lives have been sacrificed for him. On this cruel land, those who live must be worthy of such sacrifices."

"In any case, he needs to see it for himself, to see the real battlefield."

When history describes a person or an event, it often only takes a few dozen or a few hundred words.

Hybrids who haven't personally experienced the battlefields between dragons and humans can't truly grasp the intense bloodshed in the history books of dragons and humans; they'll only treat those events as so-called stories and fables.

But for them, those years, times, and names will be etched into their minds like a knife.

In an era before humanity had mastered scientific power, what methods did the descendants of the Dragon-Slaying Family use to repeatedly and successfully prevent the dragon race from rising again?

Those who could leave behind a few dozen words often paid the price of countless lives, and their lives burned brilliantly like fireworks, unseen by anyone.

"You've already said everything, what else can I say?" The bald old man's tone softened. "However,"

Regarding the invitation to Kassel College—…

"Angers has already agreed," Wanzhou interrupted directly. "I bet they're on their way."

Upon hearing this, apart from him, Chen Shan, and Zhou Zheng, the other four old men were all taken aback, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in their eyes.

"Act first, report later?" the bald old man said coldly. "Isn't this going a bit too far?"

"This is what I promised."

Before anyone else could ask a question, a clear voice rang out.

The group looked up in surprise. Nuwa's white tail swayed, and she smiled with great interest: "Since we've decided to promote him as a figurehead, we should at least show him to others."

"Furthermore, it's a head-to-head competition. If that kid can really do it and have the arrogant Secret Service witness it firsthand, don't you think that would be very interesting?"

Her gaze swept over the people present, and each of them read the word "joy" in her eyes, and saw their own reflection in that joy.