In the end, Zheng Shu did not carry out his cruel plan to beat the entire school. The day after he beat the fighting coach to the hospital, he received a notice of war practice class.

Looking at the notification from Norma on his phone, Zheng Shu's eyes twitched unconsciously. Although he also wanted to start the actual battle as soon as possible, Angers might be a little too impatient.

Although Angers liked his students, he did not cultivate them as flowers in a greenhouse. Instead, he would throw the students into the furnace and quench them into swords that shone with cold light.

But the problem is, after all, this is actual combat, how can there be no deaths on the battlefield. In order to ensure the survival rate of students, under normal circumstances, the first war practice class for freshmen will be arranged in the first semester of their freshman year. At least it won't start until the newcomers have fully adapted to school life and mastered one or two life-saving methods.

But now, just over a month has passed since the start of school, and the freshmen are about to have their first war practice class.

Regarding this situation, the mixed-race students at Kassel College were not afraid, but were extremely excited. There was even a comment on the forum that Principal Angers had a higher evaluation of the mixed-race students in this class.

The most ridiculous thing is that many people actually believe this statement, and some senior students have begun to ask the school to increase the danger level of their war practice classes to show that they are not weaker than the newcomers.

"Something's wrong. Angers is acting a little too eager."

Zheng Shu touched his chin, curious about Ang Re's thoughts. No matter what the online reviews are, this sudden war practice class will inevitably cause a large number of casualties among the freshmen.

You must know that the students of Kassel College not only represent themselves, but there are various complicated forces behind them. Because of their rashness, student casualties are caused. Even Angers cannot bear such pressure.

"Unless... there is a big enough reason to suppress all the voices of dissatisfaction. In the mixed-race world, only things related to the Dragon King can have this level of effectiveness. But that's not right, even the recent Dragon King-level events in the original work , it will have to be a year later... eh?"

Zheng Shu suddenly found that he seemed to have reached a blind spot.

"In the original book, when did Kassel College start formulating a plan to find the Dragon King?"

After all, Zheng Shu doesn't have a photographic memory. After so many years, even if he is deeply impressed by the novel, some parts will seem a bit blurry.

For example, he knew that Fenrir, the King of Earth and Mountains, is now hiding in the Nibelungs underground in BJ, and that this Nibelungs still interacts with the subway system. But he had forgotten how to use the underground system to enter the Nibelung.

Otherwise, back in China, Zheng Shu would have brought potato chips and game consoles, went to BJ and entered the Nibelungen, and relied on his bloodline as the King of Earth and Mountain to deceive the most mentally retarded Dragon King. Obtain the enhanced template of the other half of the King of Earth and Mountain from him.

When the time comes, the two strengthened templates of the King of Earth and Mountain are combined into one to strengthen Hela, and then use the panel to strengthen it to the top level. He can then run to Odin's lair and force the door to open, letting Odin know what cruelty means.

In short, after realizing that he had lost some information, Zheng Shu began to reorganize the intelligence he had obtained.

"I was stupid, and there was a blind spot because I over-trusted the original information."

Zheng Shu patted his head and felt that he was indeed not suitable for this kind of intelligence analysis job.

"That's wrong! If that's the case, does that mean those old guys in Angers actually asked a group of freshmen to look for the Dragon King? Damn! I thought the young people were already crazy enough, but I didn't expect this group of older people to be even crazier."

No matter how much Zheng Shu complained about the brain circuits of these crazy people, when the specified time came, he still followed the reminder in the email and ran to the conference room of the Executive Department Building to report.

The atmosphere in the executive department conference room was solemn.

As soon as he entered the door, Zheng Shu noticed something was wrong.

A man stood in front of a huge projection screen with a serious expression, while Professor Schneider was sitting in the shadow next to him, with an unknown expression on his face under the mask.

There were dozens of seats on the long table below, and it was now full of people. As soon as Zheng Shu opened the door, he felt a lot of eyes focused on him.

As soon as Zheng Shu entered the door, he noticed that there were more than 4 A-level hybrids in this small conference room.

Don't look at the S-class hybrids and dragon kings flying all over the sky in the original work. In fact, if it weren't for the relatively high quality of the recent freshmen, in previous years, there might not have been more than 10 A-class hybrids resident in Kassel College, including teachers. .

Even if the quality of freshmen has improved in recent years, there may only be a dozen A-level hybrids commonly seen in Kassel College.

Now there are four people appearing in this conference room at once. This is basically the strongest fighting force that the school can mobilize in a short time except the principal himself.

In addition, the head of the Executive Department, Professor Schneider, also personally participated in this meeting, and it can be seen that the seriousness of this incident is obvious.

Zheng Shu quickly glanced at the people in the classroom. The most conspicuous ones were naturally the three A-level mixed-race students sitting in the middle. In addition to the president of the Lion Heart Club and Chu Zihang, there was another one whom Zheng Shu was not familiar with. people sitting there.

Her blond hair is spread over her shoulders, setting off a face like a Greek sculpture, her eyes are a rare ice blue, and her body in school uniform is sharp and angular, like a work of art.

Obviously, this is Caesar Gattuso in the original work.

Of course, what stands out most about him is...

"Damn! What beautiful pectoralis major muscles!"

Although he was not late, Zheng Shu was the last person to arrive. In addition, in this conference room, except for the A-level hybrids, the rest were the best among the B-level hybrids.

After reading the personnel information in advance, everyone was curious about Zheng Shu, a hybrid with a low bloodline rating who suddenly appeared.

Although mixed blood races are all evaluated based on their pedigree rating, everyone here is an elite. Naturally, they know that some talents are only hindered by their pedigree. And when faced with such an important matter, the people in the execution department will naturally not make mistakes.

Therefore, everyone has been looking forward to how this student with the lowest blood level can speak astonishingly.

The facts prove that it is indeed amazing.

Hearing Zheng Shu's exclamation, everyone in the room gave strange looks. Of course, there were also a few women who looked at Zheng Shu with approval from their peers.

As for the person being evaluated, Caesar was stunned for a moment and not only did he not get angry, but he generously opened his neckline to expose more of his pectoralis major muscles.

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