Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

"But we quickly found a solution, thanks to that commissioner who was a friend of the missing persons but had not forgotten them."

"Oh, why is that?"

"Because of you, Mr. Ander, Dragonborn seem to have some resistance to this kind of mental attack. That commissioner is a Dragonborn."

Looking at Chu Tianjiao in front of him, Ander knew that his identity was no secret among the Dragon Descendants, and Chu Tianjiao, as a descendant of the Chu family, was naturally aware of this.

Chu Tianjiao lifted his clothes, revealing a few sparse scales on his chest.

"It's a pity that my bloodline was suppressed by the power of words, otherwise I wouldn't need to take a vacation."

Even in the Chu family, which is full of talented people, Chu Tianjiao is a monster. His naturally high-strength dragon bloodline suppressed the true dragon bloodline from Ander in his body, which made him obtain the same powerful Word of Power as Angers: Time Zero.

However, this also made it difficult for him, as a dragonborn, to learn magic, and his physical strength was not as good as others. It can only be said that there are gains and losses.

"My true dragon bloodline is too low. My boss was worried that something might happen to me, so he gave me leave."

Under this unpredictable mental attack, ordinary hybrids without true dragon blood or dragon descendants with lower bloodlines become unstable factors.

This time it was memory erasure and psychological suggestion; no one knows if next time it will be a mind control attack.

As a result, Chu Tianjiao, who was powerful in combat but had a low bloodline, could only go home for a vacation and take care of Chu Zihang, who was on summer vacation.

"Now all the relevant personnel in Minzhou have been replaced with people of high bloodline, the kind whose bodies have been partially transformed into dragons."

As Chu Tianjiao spoke, his expression became somewhat downcast. He had done very well over the years, but his bloodline still hindered his progress.

"After searching for more than a month, they finally found a clue to the missing person. He had gotten on the highway during the typhoon."

“Every year when a typhoon comes, the highway is closed, but he still went up there. We found his car in the suburbs, and it was covered in blood and scratches.”

Chu Tianjiao gave a wry smile and continued:

"Nobody knows what that evil god wants to do. The missing person is a hybrid, but his bloodline is very weak. He can only be a slightly better ordinary person for his whole life."

"Now those people in the relevant departments are watching the weather forecast every day, just waiting for a typhoon to give Odin a surprise."

Chu Tianjiao leaned back on the sofa with a smile on his face, as if he could see Odin's death.

"They also created some decoys, having high-level operators disguise themselves as ordinary people and drive repeatedly on the highway."

Looking at the man before him, Ander could sense the fighting spirit burning within Chu Tianjiao. He too wanted to fight alongside his companions, but Odin's strange mental abilities rendered his powerful strength useless.

“Ah Jie asked me to come and see you, after all, you are still the most outstanding junior of the Chu family.”

"Really? I haven't seen Auntie for quite a while either."

Chu Tianjiao's words carried a hint of a southwestern accent. Most of the Chu family's Word of Power were of the Bronze and Fire King lineage, but his had undergone a mutation, which made him somewhat out of place with others since childhood.

However, during his time studying in Kassel, Chu Jie took good care of this outstanding junior, so the two had a very good relationship.

"What's wrong with Auntie now?"

"She's doing very well, taking care of her grandson at the academy. She'll probably live for several more decades."

The hybrid races in this world, regardless of anything else, are definitely masters of survival. After combining with Ander's dragon blood, Chu Jie could easily live to be 150 years old.

"And this is also a treasure of your Chu family. It's no problem for you to borrow it."

Ander took out the Dingguo Sword from back then. This alchemical weapon with a transparent blade was very suitable for Chu Tianjiao, a warrior who followed the agility-based attack route.

"No, no, please take it back. I already have Murasame."

"Why are you so hung up on that broken samurai sword? All it does is squirt water. Take my advice and get a better one."

Chu Tianjiao's sword is an alchemical weapon called Murasame, which An De stole from the Japanese during the War of Resistance against Japan.

The knife itself is ordinary, but it has a very interesting property: when the weapon is swung at high speed, water droplets appear on the blade, making it look exceptionally beautiful.

In the end, Chu Tianjiao still refused Ander's kindness. For this man as free as the wind, being handsome was the only truth.

"So, has the girl named Xia Mi been found?"

Ander asked one last question.

Chapter 84 A Teapot and Several Cups

“I searched through the relevant departments’ systems for a long time, but I couldn’t find anyone who met your requirements.”

Chu Tianjiao sighed. Her name was Xia Mi, a mixed-race woman born between 1991 and 1993, with a younger brother.

He searched the entire database using the supercomputer "Wangmu" on the Chinese side, but couldn't find any hybrids that matched his criteria.

Yes, the supercomputer in China is called Wangmu. When it was named, they originally wanted to call it Tianhe or Yinhe, but considering that many of the supercomputers in the execution department have female names, someone suggested calling it Zhinu.

However, the Weaver Girl is no match for the Queen Mother of the West, so these bronze dragon descendants took the opportunity to name the supercomputer after the Queen Mother, which sounds much more impressive than the Japanese Kaguya-hime or the Americans Norma.

"If I can't find it, so be it. I don't expect to find it that easily."

The whereabouts of Jormungandr, the king of the earth and mountains, are still unknown, and his name may not even be Xia Mi. It's normal that we can't find him.

Afterwards, Ander stayed at Chu Tianjiao's house for a long time, chatting with Chu Tianjiao about everything under the sun.

Recently, Su Xiaoyan, Chu Tianjiao's wife, went on a performance tour, leaving only the father and son at home. Chu Tianjiao was on vacation and was quite bored, so he chatted with Ander for a while.

From Angers' unruly behavior in the Dragon Clan history class to Chu Jie's stern reprimand in the disciplinary office; from the development of China in recent years to the foolish decisions of a certain leader.

Chu Tianjiao discovered that Ander was indeed as talkative as rumored, and with his face that looked like he was in his thirties, he was very deceptive. Chu Tianjiao even thought he was his peer.

"Mr. Lu, let me call Zihang out so we can have a meal together."

Ander nodded. He had originally intended to go find Lu Lincheng, but seeing how enthusiastic Chu Tianjiao was, he decided to wait and see what happened with Lu Lincheng.

"Is Zihang in middle school now?"

Chu Tianjiao was taken aback, not expecting that this ancestor would suddenly show concern for his son.

"Yes, at Shilan Middle School."

"Why doesn't that private school send students to a public junior high school?"

In Minzhou, although Shilan High School has a great reputation, it still can't compare to the established public high schools.

Chu Tianjiao said nonchalantly:

"The environment at Shilan Middle School is nice, but it's just a formality. When you get to high school, you'll have to go to the affiliated high school of the Cardinal Union."

The Joint College of Yenching University and Kassel High School is a high school in China that provides basic education for people of mixed race.

Most mixed-race families choose to send their children to the Cardinal Union High School, and Chu Tianjiao is no exception.

"Yes, let's call the child out and go."

Seeing that it was getting late, and that Chu Zihang must have been bored in his room all afternoon, Ander followed Chu Tianjiao and his son through a maze of twists and turns to a Sichuan restaurant next to the residential area.

Chu Tianjiao, a man who loves spicy food, came to Minzhou, a place with milder cuisine. His wife, a member of a labor union, couldn't eat spicy food normally, and they had been craving it for days. So, they decided to take advantage of his wife's absence to have a meal together.

"Dad, don't eat too much. Mom can't stand the taste of chili peppers."

Chu Zihang sat at the dining table, trying to persuade his father. He had grown up eating super spicy duck necks since he was a child, so he had some immunity to chili peppers.

"It's okay, she won't be back for a couple of days. I'm going to indulge myself today."

"Boss, I've already ordered twice-cooked pork, boiled beef, spicy chicken, and spicy blood curd, plus some broth."

Chu Tianjiao quickly ordered four dishes and a soup, and instructed the owner to add extra chili peppers. After finishing the meal, Ander felt like he could breathe fire without needing dragon breath.

I hope I'll be fine when I go to the toilet the next day.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Ander felt much better, but the real challenge of this trip to Minzhou was what was to come next.

Some time ago, Ander checked his assets and discovered that some of his money had been misappropriated.

In fact, most of Ander's wealth was converted into gold and jewels from the dragon's lair, as well as various sculptures and handicrafts.

However, a small portion of the funds were invested in the stock market, and thanks to memories from his previous life, this portion of the funds continued to grow.

Ander rarely paid attention to this money, but recently he found that the profits had decreased significantly, so he sent someone to check the accounts and discovered that someone had dared to embezzle his funds.

Using his connections and the secret service's channels, Ander quickly identified the culprit who embezzled his money: his nominal junior, Lu Mingfei's father.

Lu Lincheng.

Having fulfilled his old friend's request, Ander was now menacingly approaching Lu Lincheng's doorstep, who was holding a bag in his hand.

This house was left by Lu Lincheng's father and it's been there for quite some time.

A woman opened the door after a knock.

"Second Uncle? What brings you here?"

"I came to see you all."

With a cold expression, Ander walked into the room and took a square box out of his bag.

"Second Uncle, what brings you here?"

Lu Lincheng came out of the inner room and saw Ande sitting on the sofa and the box on the coffee table.

"I brought you a gift. Where is Xiaomingfei?"

"They're asleep inside."

Lu Lincheng walked over and sat down on the sofa. Ander pointed at the box and said coldly:

"Aren't you going to open it and take a look?"

Lu Lincheng opened the box, inside was a tea set, a small teapot with four large cups.

“Winnie, could you excuse me for a moment? I have something to say to Lu Lincheng.”

Jovie got up and walked into the inner room. Ander stared at Lu Lincheng. If looks could kill, Lu Lincheng would have been killed by the dragon's breath by now.

"You take my money, build a chicken farm in the Arctic, and want to marry ten wives? Lu Lincheng, you have some nerve!"

"Second Uncle, that's a doomsday shelter, and biologically speaking, one man with ten wives is better able to continue the human race."

That's right. In the name of the Lu family heir, Lu Lincheng transferred Ander's money to the Arctic to build a doomsday shelter to ensure that humanity could survive in future wars.

After Lu Mingfei was born, Lu Lincheng became increasingly pessimistic about the Secret Party, so he joined the organization that opposed the Secret Party: the Doomsday Faction.

These guys argued that humans are no match for dragons and that sanctuaries should be established to ensure the continuation of the human race.

Ander pointed at the teapot in Lu Lincheng's hand and said sarcastically:

"You're over thirty, aren't you? This pot can't even fill one teacup, so having ten teacups wouldn't help."