Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

In the face of disaster, ordinary people without power are more likely to die, while those who survive in the end are definitely the hybrids who have greater power.

As the lineage continues to grow, and with people like Nicholas spreading their seed far and wide, the number of mixed-race individuals is bound to increase.

"It was through genetic tracing that I found my son, Manstein."

Well, it seems the Secret Service did do one good thing after all.

Has this news been released?

Ander asked, and Nicholas shook his head. This matter was no less than a storm for the proud hybrids, and given the sensitive nature of the brain core's origin, they could only keep the news hidden for the time being.

"But that's fine too, because it means no one can replace the brain core inside a dragon, since no one is purely human."

Nicholas lamented that since Ander arrived, the majesty of dragons had diminished considerably, both in this world and in another.

"Not necessarily. There are subtle differences. Do you understand the function of the brain nuclei?"

Nicholas shook his head. Forty years is not a short time, but it is still too difficult to glimpse the secrets of the dragon race.

"This may involve the deepest secrets of the dragon race. We only have some guesses, which are meaningless."

Nicholas sighed, then changed the subject, saying:

"If we could dissect a Dragon King, we might be able to gain a deeper understanding."

Ander, recalling Zero who was imprisoned in the ice cellar, asked:

"Isn't there one in the ice cellar?"

“That one was taken away by Angers a few years ago, and I don’t know where it went. I still want to forge two Philosopher’s Stones.”

Angers probably sensed the danger of Zero as well, so he preemptively handed over the time bomb. As for who was so unlucky, we'll have to wait until he wakes up to find out.

"Then I'll give you something new, you can try it out."

Ender pulled a white gem from his pocket. It was the authority he had obtained from Zero, from that second-generation species that had been frozen for a long time.

Over the years, Ender had not dared to devour it, as the consequences of eating things indiscriminately could be severe. Therefore, Ender decided to use this authority in another way.

“I’m wondering if there’s another way to use this authority.”

Ander tossed the white crystal to Nicholas, which was probably the first time he had been so generous in handing over the power he had acquired.

"I'm leaving this matter to you."

Chapter Ninety: The Child Who Occasionally Goes Crazy

Under the scorching sun, eleven or twelve-year-old children, dressed in military uniforms, stood motionless with serious expressions on their faces, conducting drill training.

At the back of the line, two boys stood together. One looked rather thin, while the other was quite muscular, creating a stark contrast between them.

"Damn it, what happened to the summer camp?"

Twelve-year-old Lu Mingze dared not move. The sun was shining on his body, and he felt that his clothes were completely soaked with sweat. The pungent smell of rubber shoes and military uniform made him temporarily lose his sense of smell.

"At ease! Attention!"

"rest!"

With the sound of the bell and the instructor's commands, Lu Mingze collapsed weakly to the ground, but immediately jumped up from the heat of the scorching ground.

"Brother, help me up."

Lu Mingze weakly reached out his hand to his cousin, Lu Mingfei, who was standing beside him. With Lu Mingfei's help, he got up from the ground.

"I wish I hadn't come."

"But we can't run away anymore."

Lu Mingfei looked miserable. His chubby cousin could still rely on fat pads to cushion the weight, but his own small frame couldn't take it anymore.

"Lu Mingfei, what exactly does that Uncle De do? He just sent him to our military camp."

Lu Mingfei limped to the side, picked up the water bottle, took a big gulp of water, and recalled his experiences over the past few days.

After graduating from elementary school, a strange uncle suddenly came to my house, smiling and patting my head, telling me that he was a distant relative.

This uncle named Lu Ande originally did business abroad, and his business has been doing well in recent years. So he asked his parents to take over the business, while he himself planned to return to Minzhou to recuperate for a while.

As for the poor Lu Mingfei, he will be fostered at his uncle Lu Gucheng's house for a period of time, growing up alongside Lu Mingze, who is the same age as him.

If that's the case, then so be it. After all, Uncle Lu Ande was really generous, directly giving Lu Mingfei a domestically produced GBA game console.

But at the family dinner that day, the man, with a devilish smile, told his aunt:

“I enrolled Mingfei and Mingze in a summer camp so they can get to know each other better.”

The aunt firmly believed that this relative from the United States was incredibly capable, and since the two were about to enter junior high school and had no homework this summer, she agreed.

Lu Mingfei had thought this summer camp was the kind of tourist group that takes people sightseeing, but after getting off the plane, he was taken by bus to a military camp and began a month and a half of military training.

It was only then that Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze realized they had been tricked—it was a military summer camp!

The two of them participated in the military training amidst their grumbling and cursing. Two weeks of drill training, two weeks of physical training, and two weeks of firearms training filled the summer camp schedule.

Although Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze complained a lot about military training, there were two things they really liked:

First, this summer camp allows you to play with real guns, and later you can also fire rockets and play with mortars;

Secondly, the food was really good, with large chunks of beef and mutton, and sometimes seafood. Combined with the high-intensity training, it helped the skinny Lu Mingfei gain some muscle.

Of course, the most important reason that kept these two going was

Are you two alright?

A girl with short hair walked over. Her name was Susie. She was a year older than the two of them and was currently in the first year of junior high school in Beiping. She had also come to participate in this summer camp.

For some reason, Susie was very concerned about the two of them, which caused Lu Mingze to have some kind of misunderstanding.

"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Susie, I'm perfectly fine."

Lu Mingze, the chubby boy, patted his belly, making a crisp sound to show his strength.

The most important reason is that the girls in the military training group are all quite good-looking, and the eleven or twelve-year-old boys are already experiencing the confusion of adolescence, so they naturally don't want to embarrass themselves in front of girls, especially girls they like.

Meanwhile, in a room in the military camp, a middle-aged man in military uniform was chatting with Ander.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry, I've sent my daughter to keep an eye on them, they should be fine."

"It's okay, boys can practice hard. Even that chubby kid, who isn't mixed race, can keep up."

Ander picked up his teacup and took a sip. He really liked the buckwheat tea with its grain aroma, mainly because it wasn't as bitter as other teas.

The soldier in front of me is the head of this summer camp and also Susie's father.

This person is considered a branch of the Su family and is one of Su Yu's descendants. During the battle with the Snake Clan, most of the mixed-race families in China were broken up and scattered to various places with the army or civilians.

Colonel Su comes from a military family and was once a capable officer in the relevant departments, but he was later injured and had to retire to a second-line position.

This summer camp was specially prepared for the children of officials from relevant departments. All the trainees were of mixed race, and the training subjects were varied, allowing these dragon-slaying reserves to experience the power of modern weapons in advance.

"That child is a bit timid, remember to give him more practice."

Ander emphasized.

The soldier opposite him gave a gentle smile, but a scar on his face made his smile look somewhat ferocious.

"Don't worry, this summer camp is specially prepared for dragon descendants and hybrids."

The two exchanged a knowing smile, but Lu Mingfei had no idea what awaited him next.

One month later

Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze's skin tone was noticeably several shades darker, and Lu Mingze's belly fat had also shrunk.

The two stood there straight, their spirits refreshed, and their expressions showed a hint of military bearing.

"I'm going to show you a game today!"

Hearing the instructor's powerful voice, Lu Mingfei suddenly shivered. The last time the instructor said that, he led the whole class in a 400-meter obstacle course.

That day, Lu Mingfei's legs trembled, and his whole body felt like it had been run over. He finally understood what it meant to prefer running five kilometers to running four hundred meters.

The coach led the team to a puddle, holding up a square object with a wire attached.

"I have a 500-gram piece of TNT in my hand right now!"

He energized everyone with just one sentence: the coach lit the fuse and threw the explosives into the water.

"Attention, all hands! Lie down!"

Lu Mingfei lay on the ground, thinking he was here to witness the power of explosives, but this was nothing interesting; yesterday he had driven a tank.

boom!

As the ground shook, a jet of water shot into the sky, soaking the people lying on the ground.

"stand up!"

"You've all seen its power, haven't you? We'll use it to play musical chairs in a bit!"

The instructor uttered the most terrifying words in the calmest tone, and Lu Mingfei felt a sense of absurdity and madness for the first time.

"You'll die, won't you?"

Who's whispering down there?

The instructor's gaze swept over him, and Lu Mingfei shivered, silently shutting his mouth.

"The rules are like this: the fuse can burn for thirty seconds. I have a timer here that will strike once every second."

“You thirty people form a circle and pass the explosives clockwise. The last person throws the explosives into the water. If you don’t do this, everyone will be killed by the bomb.”

"Those who receive it, remember to report the number."

"Did you understand?"

As the instructor explained the rules, Lu Mingze, who was standing to the side, couldn't sit still any longer.

"Reporting to the instructor, this could kill someone."

The instructor's face darkened, and after a pause, he said:

"The summer camp has a quota for fatalities, and this year's quota is not yet full."

These words were too heavy for an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and an eerie silence fell over the room.