Dragon Clan: Starting with the Azure Dragon Fruit

Chapter 121 Japan's Priority is Not a Matter of Concern

“Nono is telling the truth. I saw those murals with her.” Lin Yuan thought for a moment and decided to tell her everything he knew.

After all, this concerns the White King. Following the progression of defeating monsters level by level, his next step should be to face the four first-generation monarchs, after the Azure Dragon Fruit has undergone several more upgrades.

The White King should be challenged first, and the Black King last. This kind of information, which may be related to the main quest, could cause Angers to misjudge due to information gaps, leading to a loss of control of the pace, which would be no laughing matter.

"Among the spoils I brought back this time was a scale, which was the medium He used to cast the 'Dream of Duat' curse. Nono should have already reported to you that this scale is the White King's reverse scale. Since this sub-species did indeed steal the White King's reverse scale, then the other contents recorded in the murals are probably also true. The White King's cocoon may really be sleeping in the Japanese sea area."

Ang Re nodded. At this moment, the leader of the secret party felt his temples throbbing. The White King had actually kept a secret from all the dragons and hybrids and left a cocoon in the waters of Japan.

This means that this ancient supreme being is about to return to the mortal world. In addition, the Three Gorges Dam in China, which Kassel College has been observing for a long time, is also suspected to be where an early monarch is sleeping, ready to awaken at any time.

With so many things intertwined, even Angers felt a headache coming on.

Lin Yuan saw the old principal's furrowed brows and his heart was filled with alarm.

"Principal, you haven't said anything. Are you planning to send me to Japan?" Lin Yuan asked tentatively, his body instinctively leaning back.

In fact, Lin Yuan was not opposed to going to Japan. As a veteran anime and manga fan in his previous life, he would have been more than willing to go to Akihabara for sightseeing.

But when it comes to carrying out a mission, that's a different story.

The main point is that the mural only vaguely depicts the White King leaving a cocoon in the waters off Japan.

But the exact coordinates, the depth of the trench, and the form in which it exists are all unknown.

What's the difference between searching for a cocoon of unknown size in the vast ocean and finding a needle in a haystack?

If the White King were to truly awaken, Lin Yuan wouldn't mind engaging in a fight, even if the opponent was the supreme being of the Dragon Clan. He wouldn't shirk his duty to fight.

After all, if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up, and he is currently the tallest among the mixed-race individuals.

But if he were asked to play the role of a detective, unraveling clues from a pile of leads, he would rather decline. That kind of job is much more tiring than killing a second-generation species.

Seemingly seeing through Lin Yuan's thoughts, Angers waved his hand: "There's no rush regarding the situation in Japan. The situation there is rather special. The Snake Clan is nominally affiliated with the Japanese branch of Kassel College, but in reality, they are completely autonomous, and their relationship with the Secret Party is quite delicate."

“A powerful figure like you who has crossed the river might be suppressed by those deeply entrenched local forces if you rashly go to Japan. It could even lead to conflict between the branch and the headquarters. So we need to consider this matter carefully. When you meet with the board of directors next week, I will formally put this matter on the agenda.”

Lin Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't made to be a detective right now. Seeing that they had finished discussing business, he was afraid that Angers would come up with some new task, so he quickly got up and prepared to slip away.

However, just as he touched the office doorknob, Angers' voice came from behind him.

"Didn't you ask me about the alchemy master before? Are you going to go see him again?"

Lin Yuan slapped the back of his head, somewhat annoyed. He had been so focused on preventing the old man from assigning him tasks that he had forgotten about the important matter at hand.

"I'm looking for him... but where should I look?"

Angers told Lin Yuan the location of the clock tower, and after noting down the route, Lin Yuan turned to leave.

"Wait." Angers' voice came from behind again.

But Lin Yuan had already made up his mind. Even if the sky were to fall, he would pretend he didn't hear it, and he pushed open the door and walked out.

"Don't go empty-handed. I happen to have a bottle of good wine here. Since you're asking him for a favor, bringing a bottle of wine will make him more attentive."

The old man opened the temperature-controlled wine cabinet behind him and took out a wine bottle.

“The Macallan of 1926.” Angers pushed the bottle to the corner of the table.

"Even if you don't know much about alcohol, you should have heard of the Holy Grail of this whisky. Give it to that old guy, it will definitely work."

Upon hearing that Angers was actually thinking of him, Lin Yuan's expression immediately changed. He quickly walked back and picked up the wine bottle, saying, "It has to be the principal. He's so thoughtful. He even prepared a souvenir for me."

Angers looked at him with a half-smile: "But judging from your posture just now, it seemed like you were pretending not to hear me and were preparing to leave."

"How could that be?" Lin Yuan lied through his teeth.

"I just have hearing problems. I injured my ears when we were fighting the second-generation race in Egypt. When you speak loudly, Principal, I can hear you clearly, right?"

Angers was both amused and exasperated by this lame excuse.

Lin Yuan didn't stand on ceremony: "Then thank you for the principal's 'stepping stone'."

After leaving the principal's office, he followed the directions given by Angers and walked all the way to the clock tower.

Lin Yuan knocked on the door on the second floor, and after receiving the owner's permission, he pushed the door open and went in.

As soon as he entered the room, the sight before him made him feel a little dizzy.

The room was filled with empty wine bottles and leftover takeout boxes, leaving no room to even step. It reminded him of when he first stepped into dormitory 303, when Fingel lived alone and the dormitory was exactly like this.

Behind a pile of clutter, a somewhat overweight middle-aged man was slumped on an old sofa.

He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and holding a can of Coke in his hand.

Lin Yuan's gaze lingered on the floral shirt for a while longer. He had wanted to buy two of these breathable floral shirts to wear when he was in Egypt, but he hadn't had the time. It seemed he would have to put it on his agenda soon.

Hearing the noise, the man on the sofa looked up and immediately recognized the S-class who had made a big splash in Odin Square yesterday.

"Find a place to stand, just stand anywhere." The man got up from the sofa, grinned at Lin Yuan.

“Vice Principal of Kassel College, you can also call me the Night Watchman.”

Upon hearing the introduction that he was the vice principal, Lin Yuan suddenly realized that Fingel had previously boasted that he was the vice principal's star student.

No wonder their places are both so uniquely messy; they're practically from the same lineage.

The night watchman clearly noticed the change in Lin Yuan's expression and coughed lightly: "You young people don't understand. I call this chaos a kind of order. Don't be fooled by the fact that this room is so cramped. If I want to find something, I can find it right away. Look at that old show-off Angers' office. It's so tidy that there's not a single hair on it, but if he wants to find a document from three days ago, he has to turn the drawers upside down."

Knowing he would need someone's help later, Lin Yuan didn't contradict him. Instead, he nodded in agreement, "I wholeheartedly agree."

Then he placed the bottle of 1926 Macallan on the table.

The night watchman stared wide-eyed as if he had seen a rare beauty: "Damn, that old geezer Angers really cares about you. I've been craving this wine for so many years, and he never gave it to me. But now, for you, he's willing to give it to me."

As if afraid Lin Yuan would change his mind, he stepped forward and hugged the wine bottle tightly: "Don't worry, I know why you came. For the sake of this bottle of wine, I will definitely do what I can for you, and I will also find a way to do what I can't."

The Night Watchman outwardly appeared to be an old drunkard, but inwardly he was secretly harboring doubts.

In the few steps the two had just taken, he noticed that Lin Yuan's dragon bloodline didn't seem to be very strong.

This puzzled him greatly; this S-class warrior, who was rumored to be able to tear apart the next generation of beings, seemed to have a bloodline that was inferior to his own.

Because he discovered that the power of words within Lin Yuan's body was being steadily suppressed by his "precepts".

This is very strange. If Lin Yuan's bloodline is ordinary, how could he possibly kill a second-generation species with a complete dragon body all by himself without the help of high-tech weapons?

Furthermore, he examined the body of the second-generation dragon. The white dragon's penetrating wound showed a rough, torn edge, which was not something that could be caused by alchemical swords or cold weapons.

To the Night's Watch, it looked more like a chest torn open by another dragon.

However, this thought didn't stay in the vice principal's mind for long before he put it out of his mind.

He hated trouble the most. Since Angers trusted Lin Yuan, it didn't matter what strange things he was hiding. He trusted Angers unconditionally anyway.

How that kid killed the next generation is something Angers should worry about; he has more important things to do right now.

Thinking of this, the night watchman popped the cork, poured himself a full glass of whiskey, and drank it straight without ice, letting out a long, comfortable sigh.

"Want a sip?" He smacked his lips, seemingly still wanting more. He waved the bottle at Lin Yuan with feigned politeness.

Lin Yuan shook his head. Seeing that the Night Watchman had already drunk the gift he had brought, he then made his request: "I came here mainly to discuss how to use that White King's Reverse Scale."

Upon hearing Lin Yuan mention the White King's Rebellious Scale, the Night Watchman immediately perked up, even curbing his desire to drink: "I learned from Angers that you have the White King's Rebellious Scale, and after consulting a lot of information, I now have a perfect plan."

"I plan to use that reverse scale, along with the dragon bone of the next generation, to forge a set of armor for you. This armor not only has extremely high physical defense, but can even resist the effects of Word of Power to a certain extent."

Lin Yuan showed little interest in the proposal.

For him, the physical enhancements from Armament Haki and the Azure Dragon Fruit were the best defense.

"Forget about the armor, I have other ideas."

“This reverse scale once served as the core that sustained Nibelungen. Although Nibelungen has disappeared, the reverse scale still retains spatial attributes. I would like to ask the vice principal to transform it into a spatial equipment.”

"Good lad, your idea is quite advanced. I've also read your Chinese cultivation novels, you know, the ones with storage rings, right?"

The Night Watchman hadn't considered this possibility before, but after Lin Yuan's reminder, he immediately realized that the idea was theoretically feasible.

Although it is very challenging, if successful, it will overturn the existing boundaries of alchemy.

"No problem, this is so interesting! I can give it a try. What style do you need?"

"Rings, bracelets, necklaces, anything is fine, as long as it's easy to carry. If possible, it would be best if it had some flexibility." Lin Yuan made a small request, considering that he might transform at any time, it would be best if it had some room for extension.

"No problem, I'll try my best to accommodate your requests."

After saying that, the vice principal began searching for ancient books on the bookshelf, clearly intending to start studying them.

"By the way, what about the body of that second-generation dragon? How do you plan to develop it?" He asked halfway through his sentence, then remembered something else and asked another question.

"Let's not rush this. Let's get the 'space equipment' sorted out first." Lin Yuan wanted to wait for news from Jiu De Mai before starting to forge the weapon.

This suited the Night Watchman's mind perfectly. Researching space folding technology alone would keep him busy for a while, and utilizing the dragon's body of the next generation would also be no small project.

"If there's nothing else, you should go back now and not disturb my research."

After the discussion was over, seeing that Lin Yuan still showed no sign of leaving, the night watchman took the initiative to shoo him away.

Is Chapter 122 correct?

After leaving the clock tower, seeing that it was almost lunchtime, Lin Yuan decided to go to the canteen to have dinner first, and also pack some for Fingel to take back.

As I walked to the cafeteria, my phone vibrated twice in my pocket. It was a text message from Nuonuo.

"Let's go for a barbecue tomorrow. I've invited my roommate."

Lin Yuan replied with "No problem". Since Nuonuo specifically mentioned that she would invite her roommate, it was obvious that she wanted them to integrate into each other's social circles, so he certainly couldn't go alone.

However, after thinking it over, Lin Yuan awkwardly realized that he could only call himself a friend in the academy, with a total of only two and a half people.

Miranda could be considered half a girlfriend, but bringing a pretty senior along when invited by his girlfriend would only cause him trouble, so Lin Yuan ruled out that option.

Finger is one, but his usual slovenliness is well-known, so expecting him to sit properly in front of the grill and grill skewers is simply a pipe dream.

While barbecuing may not be very lucrative, at least the ingredients need to be cooked. If you let Finger do it, you'll most likely end up with undercooked meat.

So Chu Zihang has to go too.

Although Lin Yuan had never seen him cook, given his reliability, he must have secretly taught him cooking skills in private.

Without any basis, he simply had this blind trust in Chu Zihang.

After making up his mind, Lin Yuan sent him a text message.

I received a reply quickly, which was as concise and to the point as always.

"No problem, I'll prepare the ingredients and tools. Are there any dietary restrictions for the participants?"

Looking at this reply, Lin Yuan smiled with satisfaction. This is what you call reliable.

He put his phone back in his pocket, thinking that he would be going to Europe next Monday to argue with the school board, so he decided to take advantage of the weekend to relax with Nuonuo.

By the way, I asked if she wanted to go on vacation to Europe together.

As for Fingel, Lin Yuan didn't even intend to ask for his opinion. When they got back to the dorm, all he had to do was mention that there would be barbecue and beautiful women on the weekend, and this guy would come even if his leg was broken.

......

Let's rewind to a few hours earlier.

Nuonuo pushed open the door and returned to the dormitory. A warm floor lamp was lit in the room. Her roommate had obviously just woken up and was sitting in front of the computer desk in her pajamas, busy with something in front of the screen.

Hearing the door open, she stopped what she was doing, turned her chair around, and looked over.

Susie's features are typical of classical Eastern beauty, with black hair and black eyes. At this moment, because she had just woken up, her hair was still a bit messy and lazy.

But this cannot hide her delicate and gentle features, coupled with her slender figure and fair skin, making her overall temperament look like a calm lake.

Seeing Nono's somewhat guilty look, Susie's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and she teased, "Oh, you're not coming home all night? It seems my little witch has really grown up."

Nuonuo blushed deeply after being teased and scolded, "Are you trying to kill me?!"

After saying that, she ran to her bedside and threw herself on it, burying her face in the pillow.

Susie looked at Nono's rare girlish demeanor with a smile in her eyes. They were all girls, and seeing their usually flamboyant roommate react like this, they naturally knew what was going on.

"So you've achieved your goal?"

Nono buried her face in the pillow and slowly hummed in agreement.

"You must be so happy, girl." Susie walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to tidy up Nono's slightly messy red hair.

"But that's normal. In the whole school, you two are probably the only ones who haven't realized that you're in love with each other. It's an open secret on the Night Watchers' Forum."