A Maybach on a rainy night? Talk to my Levadin!

This little bastard may not say it, but he's secretly thrilled.

"Yes."

Chu Zihang nodded in agreement with a serious expression.

"I am not a little girl," Ling strongly refuted Zhao Zizhan's remarks.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zizhan immediately bowed exaggeratedly, putting on an "I'm so sorry" expression: "Your Excellency is actually a top-tier character from the world of anime, a legal loli? My apologies!"

After saying that, he secretly leaned close to Lu Mingfei's ear and whispered, "You've really struck gold, kid. Make the most of this opportunity. It's hard to find such a beautiful legal loli. You won't get another chance like this!"

In fact, from Chen Wenwen to Nuonuo and then to Erii, one thing becomes very clear: Lu Mingfei belongs to Xiao Leiyin Temple.

Every girl this guy has his eye on is a Xiao Lei, and now Ling is right in his good zone, but he just won't admit it.

"Don't...don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Mingfei's face turned even redder. He quickly pushed Zhao Zizhan away, still trying to maintain his composure, but his body honestly moved closer to Zero and obediently followed behind him.

"Xia, can you stay for a moment? I need to talk to you about something."

After being teased for so long, Lu Mingfei finally got his chance: "Hey, big brother, how come you're abusing your power to seek personal gain? We just started pouring our hearts out to each other, and you're already making these kinds of mistakes?"

"You dark-skinned scoundrel, how dare you ruin my good deed?"

Zhao Zizhan feigned anger, then immediately raised his chin: "Don't mess around, I have important matters to discuss with Xia Mi."

"Really? I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not!"

Zhao Zizhan was too lazy to waste words with him, and waved his hand at Ling: "Ling, hurry up and take your Lu Mingfei away! If he keeps causing trouble here, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist beating him up!"

Ling glanced at Lu Mingfei, a hint of a smile flashing in her cool eyes. She nodded, gave Zhao Zizhan and Xia Mi a slight nod, and then turned to walk out.

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something more, but Ling gently tugged at his arm, so he had no choice but to shut his mouth and follow Ling. Chu Zihang also went out in a dashing manner. Before leaving, Zhao Zizhan bumped shoulders with him, indicating that he could contact him anytime if needed.

The noisy group finally left, leaving only Zhao Zizhan and Xia Mi in the room.

Zhao Zizhan cleared his throat, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and carefully began, "Xia, there's something I actually want to ask you. I was thinking..."

He was interrupted by Xia Mi before he could finish speaking.

"Old Zhao..."

Xia Mi looked up, her eyes filled with complicated emotions. She bit her lip and said, seemingly with some difficulty, "I think we still need to get to know each other better."

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"You didn't want to be with me..."

"What I actually meant was that I want some of the Dragon King's blood for research. What are you talking about?"

"Ah...so you wanted blood, huh? I misunderstood. I thought you wanted the Dragon King's egg. Look at the mess this has made, hahaha...ahahaha..."

PS: Here's an extra chapter!

Chapter 164 Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

"What do you want the Dragon King's blood for? To increase the concentration of your bloodline?"

Xia Mi asked curiously.

She did have a fairly good impression of Zhao Zizhan; after all, he always brought her various delicious desserts whenever they met. If it were just about giving him some blood, it wouldn't be so unacceptable. But the blood of the Dragon King was different; it was the primordial power flowing within a pure-blooded Dragon King, a secret concerning the entire dragon race. She still had to explain the risks involved to him clearly.

"The blood of the Dragon King is vastly different from that of ordinary dragons. The energy it contains is incomparable. If you rashly merge with your own blood, your body may not be able to withstand that power and will produce a very strong rejection reaction. You will be directly devoured by the power and may not even be able to save your life. You should think it over carefully."

"I plan to use it for research."

"Research?"

Xia Mi's eyes widened suddenly, and she subconsciously tilted her head.

"What are you researching?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly realize something terrible, and jumped up from the carpet, waving her hands in front of her. Her voice was urgent and a little panicked: "You're not planning to use my blood for some kind of alchemical research, are you? I advise you not to! This is no joke! Alchemy is inherently unstable, and with the blood of the Dragon King, it's practically a time bomb!"

"First of all, let's not even talk about the consciousness erosion caused by the Dragon King's blood. Can you, as a B-level hybrid, withstand it? Moreover, if the research goes wrong, the primal fluctuations in the Dragon King's blood could spread out. That would not only attract the attention of other dragons, but could even cause the entire dragon race to awaken prematurely. That's no joke. One wrong move and it could lead to a catastrophe. In that case, we'd all be finished."

"I plan to give this blood sample to my teacher in the other world for research. I want to see what the differences are between the Dragon King's blood and the dragon blood from another world, and whether there's any way to stabilize my bloodline structure so I won't be controlled by others anymore."

"That's it..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Mi's tense shoulders instantly relaxed. She patted her chest and smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "Oh dear, I almost forgot you can go to another world! Researching there certainly isn't much to do, huh?"

But just as she was relieved, a new curiosity arose. Xia Mi leaned close to Zhao Zizhan, her eyes sparkling, and asked like a curious child, "But does another world also have dragons? What are they like? Can they transform into human form like us, or do they always remain in their enormous dragon form? Do they also have their own territories and clans? Do they also have Nibelungen..."

Zhao Zizhan glanced at her: "Curious? Why don't you go see for yourself? I'll take you over there to have some blood drawn."

"No, no, no, no..."

Xia Mi backed away repeatedly: "Let's forget about drawing...drawing blood, I'm afraid of the pain! Um...well, weren't you planning to take Fenrir over there? Let's draw blood from him! He's big, strong, and resilient! Besides, once he gets there, he'll definitely eat your food and use your things, so having him draw some blood is like paying your rent!"

"It's better for me to die than for my fellow Daoist."

Looking at her self-righteous manner, Zhao Zizhan couldn't help but complain, "You really are a good little sister."

"Thank you for the compliment. I also think I'm a good younger sister. At such a crucial moment, he, as the older brother, should still shoulder his responsibilities."

Zhao Zizhan shook his head, ignoring the siblings' feigned brotherly love: "I'm not going to joke with you anymore, let's talk about serious matters. How do we send your brother out? He's in Beijing right now, and to send him to another world, I need to at least make contact with him. That means we might have to go to Beijing, and we can't alert anyone else. We have to sneak into the village, avoid firing shots, and keep a low profile. Do you have any methods for fast travel? Like some dragon clan secret techniques, something that would allow us to get there silently?"

"what?"

Zhao Zizhan looked into the undisguised, clear foolishness in her eyes and immediately realized what was going on. He rubbed his forehead and said, "That's right, I shouldn't have asked you... If you were that capable, you wouldn't need to pretend to be a model student."

"Zhao! Zi! Zhan!"

Xia Mi instantly bristled, hands on her hips, glaring at Zhao Zizhan, her tone full of dissatisfaction, "What do you mean! Are you discriminating against me!?"

Zhao Zizhan raised an eyebrow and asked her in return, "You have a way?"

Xia Mi opened her mouth, wanting to refute but unable to find a reason, so she could only turn her face away angrily and mutter softly, "No..."

"Isn't it over then?"

Zhao Zizhan shrugged, "Since you can't do it, then we'll have to think of another way."

"It's easy to find an excuse. Now that we're working for the government, we can make a quick trip to Beijing to meet with the big shots and discuss the progress of the new project. We can also take a stroll around Beijing and easily find a subway station."

"Are you still planning to run around everywhere...? Isn't that safe? After this trip, I feel like half the world's mixed-race people probably know your name now. There are quite a few lunatics among them, always shouting for violence..."

"And I reckon there will be a lot of hybrids wanting to meet you, to find out about you... What if some of the Black King's retinue gets mixed in with them? I'm afraid..."

"I anticipated all of this. Since we've taken this step, this situation was bound to happen. But don't worry, I'm not made of clay. I can handle Odin, so why can't I handle a bunch of scum?"

As we were chatting, my dad suddenly called: "Hey son, I just got an invitation from some prestigious foreign university, something like Kassel or something. The president heard about your award and came all this way to meet you. He wants to invite you to study there. I've never heard of this school before. Son, what do you think? Do you have any plans to study abroad? If you don't want to, I'll just refuse him."

Zhao Zizhan laughed: "See, speak of the devil, and he appears."

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Based on what he had learned from his own bloodline, Zhao Zizhan believed that Principal Angers had probably already arrived in the country. He was grateful that the old man had been so patient and had only now come forward to meet him.

"No need, Dad. Leave it to me. I'll go and explain things to him."

PS: This is the second update today. I'll take a little more sleep before posting the new one.

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Chapter 165 The Meeting.

Zhao Zizhan agreed to the other party's request for a meeting. This meeting was inevitable sooner or later. Compared to those members of the Secret Party, Angers, the principal of the Kassel College, was at least someone willing to sit down and reason things out.

The country today is far less powerful than it was in his future generations. The military reforms have only been going on for a short time, and there are only a few naval ships. The motorized infantry system that Zhao Zizhan joined the army with was still in place and has not yet been abolished. The modernization reforms have not yet been fully completed. Of course, he believes that the country is determined to do whatever it takes to protect them, but he is also unwilling to let those lovely people sacrifice their lives because of him.

Zhao Zizhan, a man in his thirties, was not some teenager who could be easily fooled by a few words; he had his own pace.

After letting Xia Mi leave first, Zhao Zizhan stepped out of his villa. A gleaming black Cadillac came into view and came to a smooth stop right in front of the gate. Standing beside the car was a girl in a long black trench coat. Her short blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her blue eyes were like sapphires submerged in water. Despite her foreign appearance, she exuded a sharp and heroic air.

"I thought schools in these hidden worlds would be like Hogwarts, sending owls or something to deliver messages to me. I didn't expect them to be so down-to-earth?"

The woman didn't pay much attention to Zhao Zizhan's teasing. She simply bent down to open the car door, adopting a respectful demeanor, but her words came out in a genuine old Beijing accent: "The owl and I aren't that different. The only difference is that the owl eats mice, and I earn credits. That's all."

She straightened up, made a "please" gesture, and spoke in a more formal tone, "Mr. Zhao Zizhan, on behalf of Kassel College, I would like to invite you to a meeting with the college's leaders. We look forward to your presence."

The car door opened, and Zhao Zizhan discovered that Chu Zihang was also sitting inside.

He got into the car, nudged Chu Zihang's arm lightly with his elbow as a greeting, then turned to the girl next to the driver's seat and asked with a smile, "You guys are pretty quick. The way you opened the car door was quite efficient. Does your Kassel College handle military training?"

The girl was already in the driver's seat, skillfully shifting gears and starting the engine. Hearing this, she turned her head and smiled: "Kassel was originally a military base, and later it was converted into a school for training special talents. Since it involves slaying dragons, necessary military training is definitely indispensable. We can't exactly have textbooks fighting dragons, can we?"

She stepped on the gas, and the car drove off smoothly. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Viola, a third-year student at Kassel College. You can just call me Viola."

So it's you, Piltover Enforcer. My apologies for not recognizing you.

Zhao Zizhan raised an eyebrow: "Nice to meet you. But I'm a little curious. As far as I know, Kassel College should be in Chicago. Would the principal really fly all the way from Chicago to see me in person? I'm truly flattered by this gesture."

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"Because you are all exceptionally talented."

As Wei turned the steering wheel, he glanced at the two people in the rearview mirror, his expression becoming more complicated. "I was just transferred here, and I don't know too much about the inside story, but I heard that as soon as the principal learned about you, he booked a plane ticket and rushed over that same day."

“You know a lot,” Chu Zihang suddenly said.

The word the other person used was "excellent," not "good." The difference between these two words is subtle.

This means that Kassel College already knows all their information, even their capabilities.

"**It's pretty close..."

As Wei turned the steering wheel, he said, "Don't worry, all the investigation methods are perfectly legitimate. Luckily, we acted quickly. If we had been any slower, we probably wouldn't have found anything at all."

“Those more in-depth topics are not something I, as a student, can discuss with you for free. How about we talk about something else? For example, what kind of girl do you like? Or what are my criteria for choosing a partner? I would be happy to answer you.”

Zhao Zizhan chuckled softly: "The DPS will probably be no less than 10,000."

……

The Cadillac came to a smooth stop in front of the Regent Hotel.

As soon as Zhao Zizhan got out of the car, he couldn't hold back anymore: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to entertain me in my family's property? You should ask the kitchen to add a couple more of my favorite dishes, otherwise I'll feel like I'm losing out."

"We shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders," Wei smiled. These mixed-race students not only knew Chinese well, but they were also very familiar with Chinese drinking culture.

Zhao Zizhan didn't reply, but simply raised his head to the doorman. The young man in the navy blue suit immediately bowed and led the way, skipping the identity verification process. Everyone in the Regent Hotel, from the manager to the cleaners, knew this young master. Led by the Piltover Enforcer, the group arrived at the restaurant on the third floor.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, the corridor leading to the restaurant on the third floor was covered with a wine-red velvet carpet, and the light from the wall lamps resembled melting amber. At the end of the carpet, an old man was standing there, leaning on his cane.

It was hard for anyone not to notice him immediately. His silver-gray hair was meticulously styled, each strand seemingly bathed in moonlight, shimmering softly under the lamplight; his suit was a custom-made Italian wool suit, and the shirt collar pin peeking out from the cuff was a small silver World Tree; even the walnut handle of his cane was engraved with intricate scroll patterns.

What's even more special is his temperament—like a century-old Burgundy wine, possessing both the composure and gentleness of an old gentleman, and a subtle, almost imperceptible sharpness, as if he could see right through people's hearts just by looking up.

"Thank you very much, Viola."

The old man bowed slightly to Wei, "Thank you for bringing them. Did it take too long on the way?"

Angers bowed slightly to the girl, then slowly walked towards Zhao Zizhan and his companion.

“Hilbert Jean Angers,” Angers extended his hand from afar and shook hands firmly with Zhao Zizhan, “If you may, you can call me Principal Angers.”

His attitude was as warm and friendly as if he were seeing his own beloved grandson.

Please forgive my intrusion.

Angers released his grip and gestured with his chin toward the private room at the end of the corridor. "It's too crowded here to talk. I've booked a private room upstairs with a view of the river at night. Why don't we eat and chat?"

Angers led the two to a private room with better privacy. As soon as they entered, Chu Zihang tensed up.

Because in the private room, he met an unexpected person—Chu Tianjiao.

He rested his elbows on the table, his fingers interlaced in front of him, his hair neatly combed, his sideburns meticulously trimmed, and even his posture exuded the composure of someone who had long held a high position, like an old aristocrat who had been immersed in castles and crystal chandeliers for many years, with every gesture exuding refinement and elegance.

Chu Tianjiao, who used to seem like a loser, has actually reappeared in front of them in this manner!

P.S.: I overslept! I'll post one chapter first to give you guys some breathing room, there's more to come!

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