Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Kassel College, USA.

In the large conference room, Angers sat in the main seat, and with a slight gesture, several projections appeared in his seat.

"Angers, why are you holding an emergency online meeting? You'd better have something really urgent to say," the hunched old man said somberly, his voice hoarse.

"In fact, I wasn't the one who convened this meeting." Angers shrugged and pointed to a certain projection.

"Frost?" The old man looked in the direction Angers was pointing, somewhat surprised. "It was you who convened the meeting. What happened?"

Frost Gattuso, the surrogate patriarch of the Gattuso family, and also the acting school board member.

"I have breaking news: beneath the Greenland ice sea lies the embryo of a dragon king," Frost said succinctly. "The mission level must be upgraded."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere fell into a deathly silence, and everyone's expressions were incredibly varied.

"The Dragon King's embryo?" The old man frowned. "Is the news reliable? Where did you get this information?"

"It's highly likely to be reliable. As for the source of the information, you'll find out later," Frost said, looking at Angers, his voice leaving no room for doubt: "We must get this embryo."

The Dragon King's embryo was of immense value, so much so that even these school board members couldn't remain unmoved. Angers, however, merely smiled and said casually:

"No one can be certain that this is the Dragon King's embryo, can they? Since there's doubt, let's observe it further."

"No!" Frost firmly refused him. "The longer we delay, the more likely it is to hatch. We must take immediate action."

"If this embryo truly belongs to the Dragon King, then this is undoubtedly the time when she is at her weakest. We must act quickly."

"So what do you want?" a beautiful young girl asked.

"The dive plan remains unchanged, but we need to send more personnel to ensure the mission's success!"

The board members fell into a deep silence, but in the end, they nodded.

……

Meanwhile, in Greenland, at a temporary camp.

Schneider put down the satellite communication and turned to the diving team, saying, "The diving time remains the same, but the mission level has been upgraded, logistical support has been increased, and the Board of Trustees has sent an agent to lead the team personally. They are already on their way."

"It really is the Dragon King's embryo?" Fingel glanced at the girl beside him, still somewhat incredulous. "How did they do that?"

Not only him, but everyone else was also very curious. For a moment, everyone was observing the girl, but she didn't even lift her eyelids.

"One of my abilities is profiling," Chen Motong said calmly. "I can deduce past events by using certain anchor points."

"That's incredible..."

EVA's delicate face was filled with surprise: "I've only seen this ability in movies and TV shows; it sounds incredibly unbelievable."

"No, you're really capable!" Fingel exclaimed in amazement. "I underestimated you."

Chen Motong glanced at him, a half-smile playing on her lips: "No one says a 13-year-old can't be capable, right?"

After saying that, she didn't bother with any more words and looked directly at Schneider: "Professor, with the mission level upgraded, I suggest that the diving team start preparing for the dive from now on."

Schneider thought for a moment, and since the dive wasn't far off anyway, he nodded and asked, "What preparations do you want to make?"

"For example, conducting drills in advance, prohibiting unauthorized actions, requiring reporting before going out, and..." Chen Motong paused here, "...prohibiting drinking alcohol."

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes turned to Fingel.

Fingel: "?"

Fingel was taken aback for a moment, then laughed angrily: "Nobody here drinks at all, except me. You might as well just call me out directly. Why all this beating around the bush?"

"Yes, I'm specifically calling you out." Chen Motong readily admitted, "The mission is about to begin, and from now until the mission is over, you cannot drink any more alcohol."

After this brief interaction, Chen Motong discovered that Fingel was full of vigor and spirits, completely unlike the loser image in the original work.

After all, he is now an A-level hybrid, with top grades, and is one of the most prominent figures in the academy.

Although he is often unserious and loves to joke, he is not someone who is easily persuaded by others; he has his own pride.

Chen Motong had thought about how to stop him from drinking this round of alcohol.

If they try to persuade each other with kind words, the relationship between the two parties hasn't reached that point yet, and revealing the future would easily expose their own shortcomings. After thinking it over, the most convenient option seems to be to use power to suppress others.

"Why should I?" Fingel sneered. "I never let drinking ruin my job; it's just my way of relaxing."

EVA reached out to tug at his sleeve to try to stop him, but this time she was refused by Fingel, a burly, young, and impetuous temporary commissioner who glared at Chen Motong with a face full of dissatisfaction.

"Fingal!" Schneider said with some displeasure, "Drinking is not allowed during missions, so no disrespect is permitted."

Everyone looked at Fingel immediately. The man scratched his head in frustration and said resignedly, "Fine, fine, I won't drink anymore."

He left grumbling, seemingly not wanting to see Chen Motong again.

Seeing this, EVA sighed and went to Chen Motong's side, saying apologetically, "I'm so sorry, he's just a bit stubborn, but he doesn't have any bad intentions."

Chen Motong shrugged and didn't say anything.

EVA seemed to want to say something more; this gentle girl wanted to say a few more words on behalf of her boyfriend, but before she could open her mouth, she suddenly heard Fingel's angry roar from outside:

"Chen Motong, where the hell is my wine? You threw it all away?!"

"I didn't throw it away. It would be such a waste to throw it away; it was all used as fuel." Chen Motong replied with a smile, "Do you think I'm discussing this with you? I'm informing you."

"So, there isn't a single drop of alcohol left in the entire base now."

"You son of a bitch!"

As Fingel screamed, the electronic voice of the system in Chen Motong's mind rang out at the opportune moment—

[Last wish fulfilled, belongings inherited, new urn will be available in one day]

Hearing Fingel's wailing, Chen Motong raised the corners of his mouth with a smug look.

She knew Fingel would never listen to her, so she chose to act without wasting words.

All the alcohol has been destroyed, let's see how you drink it now!

As it turned out, he indeed had no more to drink, and his last wish was fulfilled.

That is wisdom!

As Chen Motong smugly examined the Word of Power he had acquired, he was immediately stunned.

Chen Motong naturally hoped that the Word of Power she was about to acquire would be as strong as possible. Judgment would be the best, but if that wasn't possible, Time Zero and Monarch Flame would be acceptable...

But no, there was nothing.

The will clearly stated that the new incantation she had acquired was—

Word of Power: Bronze Throne

Chen Motong: "?"

If she remembered correctly, this thing seemed to be Fingel's Word of Power?

Fingel's wailing continued in his ears, his misery as if his own mother had died. Chen Motong looked at this newly acquired Word of Power, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Is he using the same spell as this idiot?

Well, it's better than nothing.