Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

And Ander himself also needed to find a "marketing guru"—the old Chinese medicine doctor Crow—who could sell the Gorgon viper as a ribbonfish and even provide a recipe.

Following the address given by Finger, Ander strolled leisurely through the alleys of Minzhou. This place has gradually developed over the years, with urban villages, ancient buildings, and high-rise buildings mixed together, creating a unique charm.

A more accurate description would be that there is a chaotic beauty to it, which is a pleasure for a brass dragon like Ender, who belongs to the chaotic faction.

But if the dragons of the Lawful faction were to arrive, they would probably try every means to straighten out those winding paths.

The surroundings gradually became lively. The place Ande was going to was the suburbs of Minzhou back then, but it is now one of the main urban areas.

The past glory has become a burden. The beautiful buildings of yesteryear have now become a wound in the city's management. But it must be admitted that urban villages are still the homes of many people.

Perhaps in a few years, they will move out of the small building they built and become proud residents of the demolition site, but for now they are just living their ordinary lives.

In such places, all the house numbers are hidden among a tangled web of wires and advertisements, and Ander has to carefully discern the numbers to avoid missing them.

I walked past a bakery selling low-quality bread, a shady internet cafe hidden behind the store, and a hair salon with rather daring decor.

Ander found his target; according to the coordinates given by Fingel, it should be this shop.

I looked up at the signboard, which, like the surrounding shops, was old and worn, with some grease stains, and had stiff, computer-printed lettering on it:

"Taiwanese Braised Pork Rice"

After confirming several times that he hadn't gone to the wrong place, Ander approached the fast food restaurant with some skepticism.

Like many of his peers, the tables and chairs were greasy, the air smelled of spices, and there were piles of white plastic takeout boxes.

"We don't have any right now, come back later."

A young man with dyed blond hair, wearing a long-sleeved shirt, was sitting at the table listlessly picking vegetables, which was somewhat inconsistent with his thuggish demeanor.

His accent had the characteristics of Minzhou, and also some of the influence of Taiwan, sounding somewhat soft and lacking in strength.

As Ander walked over, the young man looked up, subtly shifted his body, and glanced towards the outside of the restaurant.

Seeing his guilty look, Ander had already made up his mind. Before the man could react, he used a charm on him.

Ander quite liked this trick; most ordinary people couldn't resist it and could only obediently submit to Ander's control, making it perfect for interrogating people for information.

"Little one, do you know what a crow is?"

The young man suddenly felt dizzy, with a blissful, floating sensation. Looking at the person in front of him, he felt an immense sense of familiarity and, without thinking, said:

"A crow? That's me."

Ander was taken aback. This crow seemed different from the despicable smuggler he had imagined. It was too ordinary and too weak.

"Do you know Qian Sichuan?"

The crow wore a disgusting smile, as if there were a naked beauty in front of it.

"Everyone knows Boss Qian; dump trucks come here every day."

Crow pointed to the construction site under development next door. The urban village where the braised meat shop was located was adjacent to a main road, and Qian Sichuan's dump trucks often passed by the shop.

"You sold him the Ghosttooth Viper?"

The crow nodded sheepishly, clearly understanding the meaning of "Ghost Tooth Dragon Viper." He raised his hand and rubbed his thumb and forefinger together a few times.

"That rich guy is so wealthy. He said he wanted to eat dragon meat and even asked me to write him a prescription. All I have is a braising liquid recipe, but he actually believed me."

Who gave you the goods?

Ander couldn't understand how a guy who ran a braised meat shop could be associated with the dragon race.

"A way to sell ice."

The crow shrugged. The ice it was referring to wasn't ice made from water, but a drug: methamphetamine. The yellow-haired crow in front of it turned out to be a drug dealer.

Ander looked at the long sleeves the crow was wearing and ordered him to roll them up. His dark skin was covered with countless needle marks of all sizes.

Clearly, the crow not only sells ice, but also smokes it himself, making him the most pathetic kind of small-time drug kingpin who supports his addiction through selling drugs.

In some places, major drug lords would divide the drugs they obtained into smaller packages and give them to lower-level drug dealers, who would then sell them and keep a cut for themselves.

It seems they used the same pattern with the Ghasttooth Viper, which is a social creature that always appears in groups of hundreds or thousands.

If Ender's guess is correct, then Raven's upstream supplier probably has quite a few Ghosttooth Dragon Vipers.

"Who was your previous employer? And how did you get that Ghost-Toothed Dragon Viper?"

Under Ander's spell, Raven, whose body was already weakened by the poison, did not hesitate to reveal everything he knew.

According to Crow, a few months ago his superiors acquired a batch of high-quality goods in Southeast Asia, along with dozens of Ghastosaurus.

"That fish is strange; it can survive even after being frozen and put back in water."

According to Crow, his organization is small, with about ten core members. The leader is codenamed One-Eye, and he himself is considered an outer member, responsible for doing the dirty and tiring work.

The eldest brother has connections and can always get his hands on good stuff, so the most dangerous task was given to him: to be in charge of offline sales.

This guy is quite clever. The local bosses in Minzhou are a bit superstitious and even keep golden arowanas in their offices. So Crow packaged these dragon vipers as dragon kings and sold them as ornamental fish.

Who would have thought that Qian Sichuan, who wanted to eat dragon meat, would come along? But all Crow had in mind was making money, and he didn't care whether the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper would kill people, so he sold the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper.

"This person was recommended by the boss, so we dare not neglect him."

According to Crow, Qian Sichuan was a trading partner that Boss One-Eye had specifically instructed him to pay close attention to. Crow thought it was a big deal, but ended up buying only two fish.

"But the boss was quite happy and rewarded me with something nice."

After hearing what the crow said, Ander knew he probably wouldn't get any more information out of it; he could find a whole bunch of these kinds of contacts anytime he wanted.

So Ander asked the crow to bring out all the poison he had hidden there. According to the crow, his best future was a peanut.

"Wait, what is this...?"

Ander looked at the small bottle in the crow's hand, which contained a thin layer of viscous black liquid that looked very familiar.

That's an evolution medicine called Dragon Vein, which also has another name: Dragon Blood Extract.

Chapter 100 The Dragon Vein Reappears

Ander never expected to see the Dragon Vein again in this small fast food restaurant, the evolution drug that the Tartar Qing Dynasty developed back then.

According to Angers later, this medicine was likely derived from the blood of dragons and was refined using a special alchemical array.

Ultimately, this thing is no different from the dragon blood crystals that the Beowulf family feeds to newborns. Ordinary people who eat it will only turn into mindless Deadpools, while hybrids who eat it may become stronger.

Judging from the crow's appearance, he probably hasn't eaten the dragon vein yet. According to him, it's a precious treasure given to him by the one-eyed boss.

Seeing the dragon vein reappear, Ander knew that this was no longer just about him having fun.

Thinking of this, Ander took out a PHS phone (these were the common types back then) from his pocket and made a call.

It's time to take advantage of home field and bring in some players.

"It's me, Ander. You guys come over from the highway tollbooth first, in plainclothes..."

Yes, about Odin.

Ander put down the phone and picked up the Dragon Vein in the glass bottle in front of him. He could see a thin layer of black liquid adhering to the wall.

Carefully opening the bottle cap, a foul, pungent smell, like petroleum, rushed into Ander's nostrils.

"The taste is slightly different."

The dragon vein I saw in Tongwan City back then had a milder smell, similar to refined glycerin, but the smell was much more pungent, probably because the refining process was not up to standard.

Logically speaking, since Nibelungen in Tongwan City has been reduced to ruins and the alchemical array within it has disappeared, this means that Ander's judgment was correct.

There is definitely a mole within the secret service.

After the Dragon Vein incident, Anders discussed with Angers that they had just set sail when they encountered an attack launched by Friedrich, which meant that there might be someone within the Secret Service who had connections with Friedrich.

Now that the Dragon Vein has reappeared, there was only one person back then who knew the Dragon Vein in detail, and that was Friedrich. He may have passed on the method of refining the Dragon Vein to someone in the Secret Society.

Half an hour later, a young man wearing a mask entered the braised meat restaurant with a friendly smile and went to the kitchen.

Ander was sitting in a chair, chatting incessantly with the crow, who was controlled by Ander and could only nod mechanically in agreement.

Although there wasn't much response, Ander still chatted with great interest.

"Lord Ander, I've arrived."

The young man removed his mask, revealing golden scales and sharp teeth on his face. He was a dragon-blooded hybrid, unlike Chu Tianjiao, whose true dragon bloodline was dominant.

Ander nodded, controlling the crow to bring a bag, stuffing all the poison into it, then carefully concealing the dragon vein close to his body, and said to the young man:

"Are all people like you coming here?"

"Yes, they are all hybrids with the majority of their bloodline being true dragon blood."

The young man responded, putting on a mask as he handed over the bag containing the evidence.

In China, some mixed-race individuals possess an excessively high level of true dragon bloodline, resulting in varying degrees of dragonification in their bodies. The young man before us is one of them.

Because of their dragonification, they were unable to study at Kassel College, which was exactly what Ander needed. He didn't know what kind of spies the Secret Party had planted around him, or whether these people were just convenient to use.

Standing up, Ander controlled the crow and followed the young man outside. Two vans were parked on the road, looking quite ordinary.

The crow was put into the car in front, while Ander and the young man rode in the car behind.

How many of you came?

Ander sat in the back of the van, where there was only the driver and the young man.

"A six-person squad: one war priest, two warlocks, and three combatants."

"I am one of the sorcerers. My name is Su Qiming, a level five dragon vein sorcerer."

The young man introduced himself, then pointed to the driver and said:

"That's our gunner, Lin Li."

The driver turned around and greeted Ander. One of his hands had transformed into a dragon claw, its powerful muscles covered in scales.

Ander nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the two men's high spirits.

This team, composed of dragon-blooded hybrids with high dragon bloodlines, is responsible for guarding the highway tollbooth and is the primary force facing Odin.

Moreover, they are also excellent in reconnaissance and other fields, and are in charge of all work related to Odin. They are a special operations team of China in Minzhou.

"I won't waste any more words, I have news about Odin here."

Ander took out the bottle of dragon vein and said solemnly: