Dragon Clan: Starting with the Azure Dragon Fruit

In less than half an hour, the Maserati Quattroporte came to a smooth stop at the main campus of the Kassel College.

Lin Yuan pushed open the car door, wishing he could transform into a blue dragon and fly over immediately, not wanting to wait even a minute longer: "Principal, where is the private jet parked? I'm coming over right now."

"Don't be so impatient." Angers rolled down the car window and called out to Lin Yuan.

"You can't expect Chen Motong to wear this dress and go with you to the Egyptian desert, can you?"

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment. Looking at Nuonuo's elegant white dress and then glancing down at her custom-made suit, he realized that he had indeed been a bit hasty just now.

I need to go back to my dorm later to change into some lighter clothes.

“I know you’re in a hurry, but there’s an old Chinese saying: ‘If you want to do a good job, you must first have the right tools.’”

With his hands resting on the steering wheel, he spoke calmly, "Go to the Execution Department first. The professors are waiting for you there. Let them help you sort out the intelligence. It's better to brainstorm than to rush into the desert like a headless fly, which will only waste more time."

After saying that, Angers turned his head to look at the red-haired girl who was about to get off the car: "Chen Motong, you should go to the medical department first and get a check-up. After all, for the next period of time, you may have to fight against the physiological instinct of humans to need sleep at a high intensity."

Nuonuo and Lin Yuan exchanged a glance, lifted their skirts, and turned to walk towards the medical department.

After explaining all this, Angers sent Sleipnir's access permissions to Lin Yuan's phone, then shifted gears again: "I have to get to Chicago Airport to fly to European headquarters. Good luck, my ace."

The underground command center of the Kassel Executive Department was brightly lit in the early hours of the morning.

This sudden emergency meeting alarmed all the professors who remained on campus.

After all, Elizabeth Laurent was a legitimate and powerful member of the Board of Trustees, and the threat to her life put the entire college into a state of emergency.

The circular conference table was packed, with not only key figures like Guderian, Manstein, Mans, and Schneider, but also the old professors who usually only taught classes.

When Lin Yuan arrived at the conference room, the group had already been discussing for a while. He casually found an empty seat and prepared to listen to their opinions.

One of the executive members pointed to the holographic map and said, "Since it's an alchemical item related to ancient Egypt, we should definitely start with the pyramid complex."

"I suggest that after arriving in Cairo, the S-level commissioners should first go to the Giza Plateau and explore the three largest pyramids: Khufu, Khafre, and Menkaure."

Across the long table, an archaeology professor immediately retorted: "That's inappropriate."

"The Giza Plateau is open to the public year-round, and even the surrounding groundwater system has been thoroughly investigated by detection instruments from various countries. If alchemical artifacts were truly hidden there, they would have been discovered long ago."

"In my opinion, we should focus on the Dehshul or Fayoum region, where there are mostly small tombs that have received little attention from the archaeological community, making it more likely that we will find alchemical artifacts there."

"If we follow this line of thought, we need to first mobilize the geological team to map the west bank of the Nile, and then work backwards from the elemental turbulence peaks beneath the reservoir..."

Lin Yuan listened to their discussion for a while and realized they were completely missing the point. Continuing would be a waste of time, so he interrupted them directly:

“Through my own intelligence channels, I learned that the key to lifting the curse of ‘Duat’s Dream’ is to find and destroy an alchemical item called ‘Mayat’s Feather’,” Lin Yuan shared the information that Shude Mai had given him.

Seeing Lin Yuan's certainty, everyone present was stunned.

Several professors on either side of the long table exchanged glances.

Kassel College, with its super AI Norma and an intelligence network that is almost all-encompassing, still lacks such crucial intelligence. How did Lin Yuan know about it?

However, they didn't ask, as now was clearly not the time to inquire about the source of the information.

The executive member who had suggested going to the Giza Plateau frowned: "'The Feather of Mayat'? You mean the feather in ancient Egyptian mythology used by Anubis, the god of death, to weigh the hearts of the dead? Is that reliable? There's no evidence in archaeology or history to prove its existence..."

Lin Yuan looked in Professor Guderian's direction: "Professor Guderian once taught in his 'Dragon Genealogy' that the vast majority of myths in human history are essentially played by dragons."

Professor Guderian, who was suddenly called upon, was taken aback for a moment, then clapped his hands excitedly and echoed:

"Perfect theory! Lin Yuan is absolutely right. Myths are often a reflection of the history of the dragon race."

The old professor was very excited, as his S-class students had indeed listened attentively to his lectures.

Manstein, standing nearby, kindly tugged at his old friend's sleeve, signaling him to control his emotions.

Guderian calmed down, but at the same time had a question: "The theory is valid, but the question is, where do you plan to look for the 'Wing of Mayat'?"

"It's most likely in one of the Nibelungen, and the Nibelungen in Egypt should all be related to the pyramids. All the existing famous pyramids have been explored, so it's basically ruled out as a possibility," Lin Yuan reported the specific coordinates.

"Therefore, I think there is a high probability that it is the Step Pyramid of Saqqara, or those undiscovered pharaoh tombs in the Valley of the Kings."

"The next discussion can mainly focus on these two locations. By the way, could the academy use satellites or existing methods to help me narrow down the scope further?"

The professors on either side of the long table looked at each other, unable to help Lin Yuan narrow down the possibilities.

That's no wonder they didn't do anything.

For the past decade, the Peruvian Party has placed all its strategic focus on the East. In order to deal with the first generation of the East, which is very likely to resurface, Kassel has even made Chinese a compulsory subject.

As for the land of Egypt, with its endless yellow sands, the Secret Party had previously conducted a study suggesting that it was inhabited at most by dormant second-generation races.

Compared to the first generation of beings about to awaken, that place naturally wouldn't receive many resources.

This has resulted in them knowing almost as much about the two places Lin Yuan mentioned as they do about the local tour guides.

The professors and executive officers lowered their voices and began arguing over the holographic map.

Lin Yuan felt a sense of helplessness as he listened to these pointless arguments.

After more than ten minutes of debate, Schneider made the final decision.

"Let's go to the Step Pyramid at Saqqara first. The unexplored area of ​​the Valley of the Kings is too large and the geological structure is complex. At least the Step Pyramid has specific coordinates. The Academy will try to access the satellite data as soon as possible. Norma will contact you immediately if there are any new developments."

Lin Yuan stood up and politely ended the late-night meeting: "Thank you all for your assistance."

Chapter 96 God of the Underworld

After the meeting ended, Lin Yuan rushed back to his dormitory, intending to pack a few clothes.

Pushing open the door, I found Fingel still awake, sitting in front of his computer screen wearing headphones, his hands flying across the keyboard.

Hearing the door open, he turned and saw Lin Yuan. As if he already knew what Lin Yuan was going to do, he took off his headphones and, abandoning his usual carefree demeanor, earnestly gave him instructions.

"Junior brother, be extra careful on this trip."

However, after saying that, he immediately changed his mind: "Hehe, junior brother, you're so strong, you should be careful of your enemies."

As Lin Yuan tidied his clothes, he replied, "You know what happened?"

“Of course, something this big can’t be hidden.” Fingel pointed to the computer screen. “The pinned post on the Night Watchers forum is warning students not to open unknown text messages and emails.”

"Six or seven people in the academy have already been infected, and there must be many more mixed-race people outside who have been infected. If you can solve the Dream of Duat on this trip, junior brother, it will be a great deed."

Lin Yuan keenly noticed that Fingel only mentioned hybrids.

"You just mentioned mixed-race people outside. Is this incident only targeting mixed-race people? Have ordinary people not been affected?"

"Yes, there are no statistics on information delivery to ordinary people so far. The other party seems to have mastered some kind of powerful incantation or alchemical array, which can accurately deliver information to hybrids in various places."

"Can electronic products be affected by incantations or alchemical arrays? I thought it was the work of hackers." Lin Yuan was somewhat surprised. Nuonuo had said that the text message was automatically deleted after being read, and he had thought it was due to powerful hacking techniques. He never expected it to be incantations or alchemical arrays.

"No matter how skilled a hacker is, can they be as powerful as Norma? That's a super AI that's two or three decades ahead of the rest of the world. But Norma still hasn't found the source of the information." Fingel scratched his head. He himself was a top-notch hacker, so he naturally knew how powerful the means were to accomplish all this.

"Therefore, we can only speculate that all of this was caused by some unknown incantation or alchemical array."

How did they get together, one scientific and the other magical?

Lin Yuan was a little confused, and his assessment of the danger level of this matter was raised again.

"Then you should be careful too. Who knows what new tricks those guys hiding in the shadows might come up with later?"

“I know what I'm doing, junior brother, don’t worry.” Fingel nodded repeatedly.

He looked at Lin Yuan, who was packing his clothes, and wondered if there was anything he could do to help.

“Junior brother, if you encounter anything you can’t handle in Egypt, remember to video call me.” Fingel pointed to his head.

"I wouldn't dare boast about anything else, but I'm quite adept at deciphering ancient texts. Whether it's Old Norse or some obscure alchemical array, I should be able to offer some assistance."

Lin Yuan glanced at Fingel. Ever since he had shown his strength in front of him last time, his useless senior brother had become increasingly lazy in pretending.

"Okay, then thank you in advance, senior brother. I'll call you anytime if I need anything, don't silence your phone." Lin Yuan nodded in agreement.

He wasn't one to show off. Even if Fingel's combat ability was average, his research on dragons was definitely much deeper than his and Nono's.

Besides, the main purpose of this trip to Egypt was to find the Nibelungen in the ruins, so there must be a use for it. If it weren't for the potential danger, he would have liked to take Fingel with him.

While packing his clothes, Lin Yuan happened to feel his campus card in his pocket. He took out the card, flicked his wrist, and sent it flying towards Fingel.

"I can just use my card to order takeout normally, no need to save money." He has a considerable balance in his account now, so treating someone to a few late-night snacks is nothing to him.

Holding his campus card, Fingel exaggeratedly sniffed and pretended to pounce on Lin Yuan's legs: "Junior brother, you're practically raising a suicide squad! For the sake of midnight snacks, I'd go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Lin Yuan gave Fingel a light kick to calm him down, then waved and walked out of the dormitory.

The equipment department had already received the notification and had sent people to wait downstairs in the dormitory for quite some time.

Lin Yuan spotted the Guan Dao he had his eye on at the Equipment Department last time.

He had his eye on this weapon when he went to Germany on his last mission, but unfortunately his destination was a modern small town. Carrying such an eye-catching thing would easily attract trouble, so he chose Jingzhe instead.

However, in his half-dragon state, the Awakening of Insects was too small for him, and he couldn't use it once he transformed.

This is great! Riding on the principal's private plane, there's no need for customs checks, and I don't have to worry about my melee weapon being too conspicuous in the desert. The key is that the weapon is the right size, and I can use it even in my half-dragon form.

Next to the Guan Dao (a type of Chinese dagger), there was a tactical backpack containing two Beretta pistols, as well as a large quantity of Frigga ammunition and live ammunition—weapons for Nono's self-defense.

Considering that the Nibelungen might be the underworld in Egyptian legend, Lin Yuan didn't want to let Nono go down with him. She would need some weapons to protect herself if she were alone outside.

He carried his weapons all the way to the helipad. The Kassel College was surprisingly large, and there was even a private runway inside the college.

Angers' personal aircraft, the "Sleipnir," is parked on the runway. This jet, a modified Gulfstream G550, has a long body and a T-shaped tail, making it look like a whale from a distance.

The mechanic sitting nearby watched Lin Yuan approach and proudly introduced the plane to him: "The principal's planes have modified engines, making them much faster than commercial airliners. A normal flight to Cairo takes 12 hours, but the Sleipnir only takes six or seven hours."

Just then, Nono arrived. She had changed into a dark-colored tracksuit that was easy to move in, and her hair was tied into a simple high ponytail, looking neat and tidy.

"How are the medical department's examinations going?" Lin Yuan asked as he stepped forward.

Nono raised her hand and made an "OK" gesture, her tone relaxed: "Everything is fine. I think I can go two weeks without sleep without any problem in my current state."

Lin Yuan realized she was trying to comfort him, and went along with her words: "That's good."

He handed over a tactical bag full of ammunition: "Here, this contains your self-defense weapons."

Nono took the backpack and prepared to board the plane when Masashi Tomiyama arrived carrying two silver suitcases.

"This is a specially made adrenaline supplement, rushed out by the medical department. There are six vials in total. You each take half, in case they break during the battle."

Masashi Tomiyama handed them the medicine: "Remember the dosage. The first dose will keep you awake for 24 hours. The second dose will be half as effective, only 12 hours. The third dose will be 6 hours. You can only inject a maximum of three doses. Injecting more than that will cause irreversible damage to your body."

Lin Yuan did some mental calculations and concluded that, combined with the potions and Nono's A-grade hybrid physique, they should be able to last for two weeks.

Last time, we dealt with the third generation of the species in Germany, which took less than three days. As long as there are no major problems with intelligence, we should have plenty of time.

The cabin of the principal's private jet is decorated in a very luxurious manner, and the constant temperature system keeps the cabin at the most comfortable temperature at all times.

The two had barely settled in when the plane took off, and with a tremendous push, the Sleipnir tore through the night.

This modified steel behemoth was extremely powerful, and it soon broke through the clouds and entered the stratosphere.

As the reminder to unfasten seatbelts sounded, the slight turbulence in the cabin subsided, and it felt as if we were on the ground, with no jolts whatsoever.

Nono unbuckled her seatbelt, got up and walked to the bar, brought over a glass of hot milk, and placed it on the low table next to Lin Yuan: "Why don't you go to the bedroom in the back and lie down for a while? There are still six hours of flight time. You need to be well-rested to solve problems better."

Lin Yuan shook his head: "I'm not sleepy."

His gaze fell on the girl's feignedly relaxed face. He actually wanted Nuonuo to close her eyes and rest, but what came out of his mouth was: "Do you have coffee? Have a cup with me."

Nono didn't point out her thoughtfulness, and soon returned with two more cups of black coffee.

The two sat facing each other across a low table, each holding a porcelain cup, and neither spoke again.

The night outside the porthole was deep, and nothing could be seen except for the rolling clouds.

Inside the cabin, only the occasional soft sound of a porcelain cup tapping against the table could be heard.

Feeling a bit bored, Lin Yuan started rummaging through the cabin. Before long, he pulled out a sandalwood chess box from a compartment next to the liquor cabinet.

“Sitting around doing nothing is a waste of time,” Lin Yuan suggested as he walked over with the chess set.

"Let's play some chess."

Nono was a little surprised. Lin Yuan didn't seem to have anything to do with music, chess, calligraphy, or painting at all: "You can actually play Go?"

"Of course not." Lin Yuan said confidently, opening the basket containing the black pieces, picking one up with two fingers, and placing it in the center of the board at the tengen position.

"I mean, playing Connect Four."

Nono chuckled: "How old are you, still playing Connect Four? You're really something."

She pursed her lips, feigning disdain, but still grabbed the basket containing the white chess pieces.

The two sat in their private jet, worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and childishly played Gomoku with a priceless antique Go set.