r18novel Chapter 49 3rd generation breeding
Chapter 49 3rd generation breeding
The mountain road is rugged and uneven; this winding mountain road, built in the last century, seems to have been neglected for many years.
Wearing an expensive, bespoke suit, Anthony gripped the railing tightly, fearing that the next bump would throw him to the floor like before.
He now has reason to suspect that this is all a scheme devised by the academy to obstruct him, to give him a hard time, and to make him back down.
You think you can make me submit to these things? No way!
Anthony gritted his teeth and gripped the railing in front of him.
He vowed that once he got to the academy, he would teach those bastards a lesson!
What kind of hall of mixed races? What kind of cradle of elites? He is about to represent the board of directors and expose the true, ugly faces of these guys.
After navigating several hairpin bends, the old minibus, which was on the verge of breaking down at any moment, finally arrived at the school gate before sunrise.
Finger, who had been driving all night, didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he jumped out of the open driver's seat with great energy.
He shouted loudly at the dejected members of the investigation team who had just gotten off the bus:
"Welcome to Kassel Sect. I am Fingel, the sect's protector."
Despite not having slept all night and with his mind already somewhat muddled, Anthony quickly caught the error in his words.
"Kasselzon? Isn't that Kassel College? Are you even from the college? Where did you take us?"
"Of course I'm from the academy, no doubt about it." Fingel didn't resist when the other person grabbed his collar. He just said with a wronged look, "We recently started an Eastern-themed cultural month. To fit the style, we specially chose this name."
Fingel explained what had happened to the other party, and Anthony slowly released him. He then winked at his secretary.
For some reason, he always felt that this place was eerie, and he felt uneasy all over.
Seeing that the other party had released him, Fingel straightened his collar, informed the gatekeeper, and then led the others inside with him.
After a long and arduous journey, the members of the review team were exhausted and eager to check into the hotel inside the academy to rest.
So, after getting Anthony's approval with a glance, they followed Finger one by one into the Kassel College campus, which was shrouded in the morning mist.
Anthony remained where he was, and after a secret discussion with his secretary, he finally caught up with the rest of the group.
But at that moment, no one noticed that one person was missing from the team.
The secretary, who had been keeping her head down and whose face was hidden under her hair, had already disappeared into the morning mist.
Anthony caught up with Fingel, who was leading the way, and Fingel seemed to be leading him around in the morning mist.
Are you sure the hotel faces this way?
He was already considering whether to call his companions to arrest this unreliable guy and interrogate him.
"Almost there, almost there, it's over here." Fingel scratched his head, looking somewhat bewildered.
He wasn't actually leading the investigation team in circles; he genuinely couldn't find the way to the hotel inside the academy.
Because of the Cultural Month, the campus has undergone a complete transformation.
The paths and even the lawns he used to know have now been transformed into artificial hills and ponds.
As time passed, a ray of light seemed to appear on the distant horizon, and the morning mist gradually dissipated.
The visiting group, walking through the vast garden inside Kassel College, stared wide-eyed, like country bumpkins entering a grand garden.
How could such an exquisite and classical scene be found in a mixed-race dragon-slaying academy on the outskirts of Chicago?
This even made them feel that they must still be on that minibus that was traveling to Kassel College, but they were still asleep and had not yet woken up.
Anthony also instinctively pinched his cheek; it hurt.
The pain made him realize that everything in front of him was real.
But he remembered that he hadn't seen these things in the materials he had prepared before coming here.
A sudden realization dawned on him, and he finally understood why the academy had been like a bottomless pit, draining the family's vast wealth over the years.
He had previously assumed that all the funds were used for education and scientific research, but who would have thought that the campus environment would be altered so drastically for a mere cultural month?
Absolutely!
He cursed under his breath, vowing to write this down and take it to court.
However, just as he turned around to observe the specific details of the garden further, he suddenly slipped and stepped into the pond.
then……
He saw a huge shadow slowly emerging from the water.
What is that...?
At that moment, Anthony's composure, cultivated through his years on Wall Street, vanished instantly. He scrambled to Fingel's side, shouting anxiously, "There's something in the water!"
But Fingel only glanced at it before looking away: "It's nothing, just a 1:1 replica of a dragon statue."
He spoke of it so casually, as if it were just a toy that could be found anywhere in a shopping mall.
A statue model? Anthony looked over in disbelief. He saw that the dragon statue, which should have been hidden underwater and would only be activated under specific time and conditions, slowly emerged from the pond because he had triggered the mechanism.
The moment Anthony saw it, he covered his mouth, because this thing was not some common toy.
It was an extremely rare specimen of a third-generation dragon that should have been kept in the private museum of a wealthy mixed-race individual.
Under such environmental conditions, the cost of maintaining it would be quite substantial.
Anthony felt he needed to calm down.
Where did these bastards spend their money?!
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"We have plenty of money, Principal Lu, you don't need to worry."
Deputy Director Karl of the Equipment Department rubbed his hands together and said to Lu Mingfei with a big smile.
The Equipment Department was the first department to accept Lu Mingfei's changes because, to them, the new principal was very generous, allocating funds at a rate several times faster than that old geezer in Angers... no, that old guy.
"Okay." Lu Mingfei nodded. "If it's not enough, just tell Norma. I've already granted it a certain amount."
Those who can craft weapons and create talismans are in high demand everywhere. Similarly, the bomb fanatics in the Equipment Department are among the core forces he needs to win over first.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Deputy Director Karl nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then eagerly extended his hand, "Principal, I'll show you the way. The vice principal and the director have been waiting for you for a long time. We're going to open this copper pot completely this morning."
There was only one reason why the vice-principal had no time to attend to the visiting delegation from the Board of Trustees: the egg of this mysterious dragon king was about to be born.