TTW Chapter 182: Courses (Patreon)

At the same time, inside the study.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei is only half a centimeter away from the young red dragon, separated by a glass wall. They are face to face, clearly seeing the long whiskers and membranous wings of the red dragon moving in the liquid. It's as if they can feel each other's breath.

"Perfect, isn't it?" Masashi Toyama spoke in an entranced tone.

"Perfect," Lu Mingfei nodded in agreement, murmuring to himself. Just at that moment, the hard membrane covering the dragon's eye seemed to quiver. Lu Mingfei stepped back in terror and sat down on the leather sofa, "Did you all see that? It moved."

"Heh heh... You must have seen something wrong," Masashi Toyama shook his head, thinking that Lu Mingfei was just too scared. "According to the archives, the awakening time for this young dragon should be in 2077."

"Yes, its awakening date was calculated by Professor Manstein and me; there should be no mistake," Professor Goodrian nodded with a smile, patting Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "You must be too nervous."

"I hope so," Lu Mingfei nodded, a bit bewildered. What he had just seen did not seem like an illusion.

But the moment Lin Yi returned to the real world, the young red dragon did indeed wake up suddenly, trembling violently in solution, as if it were a drowning person or a frightened child, constantly banging against the glass container.

Everyone, including Goodrian, was startled.

"My God, how is this possible?"

"Yes, its awakening date is supposed to be far off. What on earth happened? It looks like it went through something terrible."

Masashi Toyama also nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, the strength of this glass container had been tested. The young red dragon couldn't possibly break it.

"I understand now. It's your noble lineage. When you got close to the young red dragon, it triggered a blood resonance, hastening its awakening date," Goodrian smacked his forehead as if he'd grasped the crux of the matter. He excitedly held Lu Mingfei's hand, unwilling to let go. But Lu Mingfei, still scared, collapsed to the floor, listening to Goodrian's words, looking bewildered.

Am I that amazing?

The young red dragon struggled for a while, seemed to have choked on too much of the solution, and fell back into unconsciousness.

"Phew…"

Looking at the finally calmed red dragon hatchling, Goodrian breathed a sigh of relief, "Thankfully, nothing serious happened."

"Okay, do you believe in the matter of dragons now?" Masashi Toyama carefully put the glass jar back, although this half-centimeter-thick glass is even stronger than bulletproof glass, and can't be broken even with a hammer.

"Now let's talk about you." Goodrian regained his spirit and continued, the joy of seeing a holy child evident in his eyes, "Being able to enter this school proves your uniqueness, because you possess the abilities of the next generation of dragon-blooded!"

"What mixed blood! Both my parents are human, you've watched too many sci-fi films, thinking that all of us in China are the offspring of humans and dragons?" Lu Mingfei couldn't stand the kind of burning gaze, making him very uncomfortable.

"Have you forgotten our 'S' rating for you?"

Goodrian chuckled, "Perhaps your ancestors were indeed human at the beginning, but their previous generation or ancestors were indeed dragon-blooded. The bloodline has been passed down from generation to generation, just like genes. In fact, almost everyone in this academy is dragon-blooded. You know about priority levels, right? Besides performance and potential, the most important thing determining priority level is the stage of the bloodline!"

"You don't have to be too resistant, because we're all monsters!"

When Goodrian spoke the last sentence, he became serious, changing from his usual frivolity, his voice growing solemn.

Lu Mingfei shivered, feeling that the Goodrian in front of him now looked more like an aged old dragon, ready to spit out a fatal dragon flame on his face at any time. What is this? The entire academy is full of dragons?

"Okay, now you have a general understanding of this school," Goodrian nodded and slowly said to both of them, "Now, shall we start selecting courses? My suggestion is..."

"I choose Alchemy. I'm not interested in anything else, won't learn it, and don't need to," Lin Yi interrupted the old man's long-windedness and said. Compared to those dragon family genealogies, ancient languages, or even Tai Chi classes, he was not interested at all. What could pique his interest were only Linguistics and Alchemy, and Linguistics can only be learned in the second term, so he only had Alchemy as an option.

More importantly, he currently has no dragon bloodline and cannot perform Linguistics.

He remembered in the original story, the first dragon king to appear, Dragon King Norton, was known as the immortal monster but was killed by the protagonist wielding the so-called Seven Deadly Sins, an alchemical weapon.

It wasn't death in the physical sense, but complete obliteration from both body and soul.

"So, the alchemical weapons of this world do have some potential."

"Where did you learn about alchemy, and are you sure about this? You'll only earn one credit for the semester, and you'll definitely fail," Professor Goodrian said seriously. "You should know that credits are crucial for your graduation."

"Oh, then I'll retake the exam... As for alchemy, each book on the shelf mentions it a bit," Lin Yi waved his hand casually, not caring at all. He stood up, dusted himself off, and said lightly, "Alright, course selection is done. I'm going to visit the Dragon Slayer Academy."

Professor Goodrian opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words.

This Lin Yi seemed to do as he pleased.

"Then... then I'll also..." Lu Mingfei wanted to follow Lin Yi's choice, but before he could speak,

Professor Goodrian hastily advised.

"Alchemy is known as the most difficult subject. As far as I know, you barely passed physics and chemistry in high school. If you don't earn credits, you won't get a scholarship."

Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that even in a monster academy full of dragons, he couldn't escape the fate of being a poor student.

However, he also knew that he truly had no right to compare himself to Lin Yi.

"Then I'll choose two normal subjects."

Under Professor Goodrian's recommendation, Lu Mingfei chose two relatively easy subjects.

With course selection settled, the two were officially enrolled.

As they opened the office door and walked along the corridor decorated in a classical style, Lin Yi saw many security personnel hidden in the dark. Each one had physical abilities almost reaching the limits of ordinary people, all being experienced special forces.

The academy's security seemed very sufficient.

Lu Mingfei walked with a lofty spirit, contemplating his future days. Perhaps his spring was about to come? After all, he was a once-in-forty-years S-level talent.