Dragon Clan: Starting with the Azure Dragon Fruit

"Why is the train conductor acting like a ghost? Everyone around him is ignoring him."

"Because he is a 'ghost,' which is the 37th ability in the Word of Power sequence." Nono almost subconsciously took over the conversation. As a young lady from a legitimate mixed-race family, she was intimately familiar with most of the recorded conventional Words of Power.

"This word of power can greatly reduce one's own presence, making it perfect as a crew member for the 'invisible' special train CC1000."

Since waking up in Amei's room, even Nuonuo herself didn't realize that her attention would always be on Lin Yuan, so much so that when Lin Yuan was looking at Miranda and asking a question, she subconsciously took over the conversation.

Miranda was just about to show off her knowledge when Nono beat her to it.

She awkwardly smoothed her blonde hair, trying to save face: "Ahem, junior, you seem to know quite a lot. Anyway, don't be surprised. This guy is a perfectly normal person, and he's even a Backstreet Boys fan."

As she spoke, she waved to the train conductor and led the three of them toward the ticket gate.

As the distance closed, Lin Yuan could see the other person's face clearly. Just as Miranda had said, he was an ordinary person.

At that moment, the train conductor's gaze fell on Miranda, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

"Miranda? Aren't you in rank C? Logically, your train should be in two weeks."

"You really know how to rub salt in the wound. I only benefited from these new students, okay?" Miranda rolled her eyes, her tone tinged with sourness.

The train conductor suddenly realized, and his gaze swept past Miranda, landing on Lin Yuan, Chu Zihang, and Nuonuo.

"I see. No wonder Professor Guderian made arrangements in advance. It seems this year's freshmen are extraordinary." The train conductor stepped aside to make way and gestured for them to proceed.

After passing through the ticket gate, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a simple and elegant interior platform.

The loud broadcasts and voices that were just ringing in my ears are now completely blocked out by some invisible barrier.

A red carpet stretched from the entrance of the passageway, along the platform, and down to the feet of a silver-white train.

The train's exterior reflects a dazzling metallic luster, and its bullet-shaped streamlined shell exudes a strong sense of science fiction.

Lin Yuan stepped onto the soft red carpet and couldn't help but click his tongue: "Kassel College is so rich and powerful, they even arrange a red carpet to welcome new students."

Hearing this, Miranda, who was walking beside her, immediately puffed out her cheeks, as if she had a lemon in her mouth.

"Stop trying to glorify the school. This train is just a regular deluxe sleeper in normal operation." She glared at Lin Yuan sourly.

"The reason we're rolling out the red carpet today is probably because of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the train's pneumatic door slid open with a "whoosh".

An old man with messy hair and a button on his collar that was fastened wrong jumped out of the carriage.

He was rushing so fast that his leather shoes tripped on the carpet, but that didn't stop him from opening his arms and giving Lin Yuan a big bear hug.

An intensely rich aroma, a complex blend of German sausage, sauerkraut, and beer, instantly enveloped Lin Yuan.

"We've finally waited for you!" Professor Guderian said excitedly, patting Lin Yuan's back vigorously.

"Those lunatics from the Chicago railroad union actually made our top freshman wait in this lousy place for three whole days."

He let go of Lin Yuan's hand, looked him up and down, and asked with concern, "How have you been these past three days? Are you comfortable in the hotel? Is the food good? Don't try to save the school money. When you get back, I'll help you with the reimbursement process. Even if you book the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, the college will reimburse you in full!"

Miranda, who was being ignored, was so angry at Guderian's doting attitude towards Lin Yuan that she almost ground her teeth to powder.

Back when she enrolled, not only did the professors not personally welcome her, they didn't even send her a train on time. It's truly a case of comparing people.

Lin Yuan was completely immobilized by the restraints. His nose, which had been enhanced by the Azure Dragon Fruit, had become a complete burden, with all sorts of strange smells swirling around inside it.

His arm stiffened, and after a long pause, he managed to stammer, "...Professor, it's windy outside, why don't we get in the car first and talk?"

"Yes, yes, it's windy! Get in the car, everyone get in, let's sit down and talk it over."

Guderian then released his grip, took a half step back, and looked Lin Yuan up and down. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and his face broke into a wide smile.

Chapter 57 Preschool Tutoring

Once inside the train, it was a completely different world.

The interior of the carriage is elegantly European in style, with Victorian-style patterned wallpaper on the four walls, solid wood-wrapped portholes, and gold-embroidered embroidered sofas on dark green leather sofas. Every detail is exquisite.

This isn't a train; it's a mobile classical European palace.

"Please change into your Kassel College uniforms first. Professor Guderian will give you a pre-class tutoring session later."

The train conductor, who had an extremely low profile, quietly approached.

He held three clothes covered with dust bags in his hands and handed them to the three people, pointing to the several washrooms at the end of the carriage.

Lin Yuan took his clothes and walked into the spacious washroom.

Inside the dust bag was a set of high-quality dark green uniforms. The fabric was crisp, and the school emblem of a half-decayed World Tree was delicately embroidered in silver thread on the chest.

The white shirt she paired with it had a silky smooth feel, and the collar and cuffs were trimmed with a dark silver finish.

Although the academy's tailor never measured his body, he made the clothes fit him perfectly.

Lin Yuan quickly changed his clothes and stood in front of the half-length mirror.

The body, already upright after being modified by the Azure Dragon Fruit, was further accentuated by this uniform, revealing the advantages of broad shoulders and long legs.

He touched his chin, quite satisfied with himself in the mirror. This outfit really boosted his confidence, making him feel instantly more handsome.

As I pushed open the door to go out, the door to the adjacent washroom also opened at that moment.

When Lin Yuan turned his head, the little bit of pride he had just accumulated vanished instantly.

The dark green uniform clung to Chu Zihang's body, and paired with his perpetually cold and expressionless face, he exuded a chilling, ascetic aura.

On this person, this outfit makes them look more than just one level of handsome, it makes them look at least three levels more handsome!

Lin Yuan clicked his tongue inwardly, immediately feeling that this outfit was nothing special.

At this moment, the innermost door was also pushed open.

Nono came out.

The dark green uniform, when worn by the girl, transformed into a fitted blazer paired with a knee-length pleated skirt.

A white lace scarf was tied in a knot at the neckline. The originally serious dark green color clashed with her dark red long hair, creating a strong visual impact and a bright and sophisticated feel.

Lin Yuan's gaze lingered for a moment longer.

Unfortunately, Nono's senses were extremely sharp, and she immediately felt the gaze coming from behind.

As their eyes met, Lin Yuan coughed lightly and turned his head slightly away, pretending to examine the carvings on the carriage.

Nono raised her pretty eyebrows, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Beside the long oak table at the other end of the carriage.

Miranda, holding a glass of champagne in both hands, was attentively flanking Professor Guderian. As a junior, her school uniform was still hanging in her dorm room, so she naturally skipped the process of changing.

"Professor, you see... although there were some unexpected issues on that previous mission, I really put in a lot of effort in Chicago. I brought all three junior students back safely. So, what about my 'Dragon Genealogy' credits...?"

She accepted the credit without batting an eye, acting as if she herself had been the one who had dominated the battlefield the night before.

As for the embarrassing fact that she had to crouch and cover her head the whole time when facing Conrad's dangerous Word of Power, she comfortably filtered out that.

If we were to examine her contributions in detail, it would probably be that she gave Lin Yuan a basic introduction to what "sword control" is.

Unfortunately, this small contribution didn't make much of a difference; the opposing team got ahead and was then instantly killed by Lin Yuan.

"Hahaha, no problem, no problem!" Guderian, his face flushed, picked up his wine glass and laughed heartily.

"We'll discuss the credits when we get back to school."

He turned his head and looked at Lin Yuan and the other two approaching, and immediately greeted them warmly.

"Come on, young men, and beautiful ladies. This is top-quality champagne that I specially prepared for you! Everyone, have a few drinks to relax, and we'll start the pre-class tutoring later!"

Lin Yuan walked to the table, looked at the old man's excited expression, and frowned slightly.

He's not usually very interested in alcohol, especially since it's morning.

"Isn't it inappropriate to drink so early in the morning?" Lin Yuan casually declined.

As soon as he finished speaking, Guderian's hand, which was holding a wine glass, froze in mid-air.

He paused for two seconds, then a fervent light burst forth from his eyes.

"Self-discipline! Incredible self-discipline!"

Guderian suddenly tilted his head back and downed the champagne in his glass in one gulp.

He slapped his thigh excitedly and exclaimed loudly to those around him.

"Did you hear that?! Remain unwavering in the face of temptation, and maintain peak combat readiness even when in the safe rear! This is the most precious will of our Kassel College."

Lin Yuan: (-mouth-;)

What kind of strange filter is in this old man's head? He just didn't want to drink first thing in the morning!

Before Lin Yuan could explain, Guderian slammed his empty glass on the table with a bang and waved his hand, saying, "Since you're already so enlightened, those boring preschool basic theories are a waste of your time! Let's skip them!"

Lin Yuan was startled and quickly interrupted.

Are you kidding me?

Although he slashed through the corpses and hacked and slashed at hybrids along the way, his actions were more ferocious than a tiger.

After all this trouble, he still hasn't even figured out the worldview, and this old man is trying to skip the tutorial right away.

"Professor." Lin Yuan took a deep breath and put on a serious expression.

"If the foundation is not solid, the ground will shake. I think no matter how strong your practical ability is, theoretical knowledge is the foundation. Let's start from the basics."

Guderian paused for a moment, then blinked.

"We still need to hear basic theory?"

However, faced with the "S" level requirement, the old professor immediately agreed and nodded repeatedly: "That's right. Although your combat ability is amazing, you grew up in human society and don't really understand what kind of enemy we are facing."

He stroked his stubble and pondered for a moment: "Let me think about where to begin... Miranda has already briefly mentioned the existence of hybrids to you. In that case, let's start directly from the source, which is the 'dragon' itself."

Guderian's expression gradually turned solemn.

He stood up and strode to a wall at the end of the carriage.

There hung a huge dark red velvet curtain there.

"Kassel College is a special university."

"Our existence is not to train scientists or politicians," Guderian declared emphatically, tearing down the curtain.

"Our sole research topic is—slaying dragons!"

The grotesque scene was exposed to the light.

In the scene, the sky is filled with a mixture of iron-blue and flame colors. A single giant tree stands there, its withered branches extending in all directions to form a dense net that supports the shattered sky.

The wilderness was littered with withered bones, and a black behemoth rose from the depths of the skeletal remains. Its wings were covered with skulls, and after spreading its enormous membranous wings, it looked up and spewed black flames into the sky.

The moment Lin Yuan's gaze fell upon the oil painting, an ancient roar seemed to pierce through time, exploding deep within his mind.

The voice carried a brutality and majesty that threatened to crush everything.

Chapter 58 is such a pity.

The roar deep in his mind gradually subsided.

Lin Yuan refocused his gaze. The giant beast in the painting was still ferocious, but in Guderian's words, it had a name.

"According to the Norse mythology book, the Old Ida, Nidhogg, the Dragon King, will gnaw through the roots of the World Tree Yggdrasil at Ragnarok. On that day, the world will come to an end."

Guderian's fingers swept across the neatly bound ancient books on the bookshelf in the carriage: "If you know Latin, you can understand the titles of these books: 'Dragon Genealogy,' 'Dragons and Words of Power,' 'The Key of Solomon,' 'Dragon Bloodline Theory,' 'Dragon Genetics'... This is the accumulation of thousands of years of humankind. Countless generations have searched for dragons and studied dragons, and Kassel College is the culmination of all of this."

He paused, looking directly into Lin Yuan's eyes: "You displayed unparalleled violence in Chicago, but there are much older monsters in the world that are difficult to kill completely by brute force alone. At Kassel College, you can access top-tier disciplines such as alchemical engineering, magical mechanical design, and dragon lineage theory."

Guderian placed his hands on the table, leaned slightly forward, and uttered the bloody purpose word by word: "All these seemingly dry theories and technologies have only one ultimate goal: to slay dragons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage fell silent, with only the sound of wheels rolling over the rails.

Guderian straightened up, leisurely waiting to enjoy the panicked expressions on the faces of the new students.

He started opening champagne as soon as he got in the car, just so the freshmen wouldn't be too panicked when they learned the truth.

Leaving aside Chen Motong, a young lady from a mixed-race family, Lin Yuan and Chu Zihang had just transitioned from human society.

Miranda's simple explanations led them to believe that Kassel College was a special school that taught mixed-race people.

Now the tone suddenly shifts, and they are told that the purpose of learning knowledge is to fight against the mythical dragons that destroyed the world. It's only natural to be so scared that your legs go weak.