When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Kassel College, Lionheart Headquarters, President's Office.

"Brother, do you want me to upgrade your Murasame to a higher level?" Lu Mingfei asked, sitting in front of Chu Zihang.

"Upgrade?" Chu Zihang was a little confused, "Why upgrade?"

"Ahem, because Brother Caesar has asked me to upgrade his Dick Push Too Much. I sent him the upgraded knife yesterday," Lu Mingfei said, "He is very interested in the upgraded Dick Push Too Much." I’m very satisfied with its power, but I seem to have some complaints about its appearance.”

"Brother, the quality of your Murasame is not as good as Caesar's Dictator. Now I have recast it and upgraded it. After recasting, I roughly tested it. The upgraded version of Dictator is estimated to be between fifty and one hundred. Senior brother, your Murasame can be destroyed in just one collision. If Murasame doesn't upgrade, you will be at a huge disadvantage when facing Caesar in the future, unless you get a bloodbath."

"Is that so..." Chu Zihang nodded clearly, "How much does it cost to recast Murasame?"

"Brother Caesar, I charge higher fees. After all, he is a rich man, and it is his family that pays," Lu Mingfei said, "Brother, given our relationship, I will just charge you the cost price."

"Thank you." Chu Zihang said.

"Why are you being polite to me?" Lu Mingfei handed a list to Chu Zihang, "Brother, this is the price list, take a look at it."

Chu Zihang took the note from Lu Mingfei. Even though he was such an iceberg, his expression could not help but change slightly after seeing the content above.

"Double bacon corn pizza, a huge bucket of ice-cold Coke, a three-layer Big Mac beef cheeseburger, Portuguese egg tarts..." Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei, "Did you accidentally take it from the canteen by mistake? Place an order.”

"No," Lu Mingfei shook his head, "I made the weapon purely by hand. From the tempering of the material to the engraving of the alchemy matrix, there is almost no cost, so you only need to worry about my meal."

"No," Chu Zihang shook his head, "You will suffer too much."

"Then this is my return gift for you, senior brother, for giving me the violent blood?" Lu Mingfei said.

"But you also helped me improve violent blood." Chu Zihang shook his head.

"Then... just treat me as a member of your wedding party with Xia Mi in advance?" Lu Mingfei asked again.

"Xia Mi and I really..." Chu Zihang was interrupted by Lu Mingfei mid-sentence.

"It's really nothing, they're just ordinary friends, right?" Lu Mingfei complained, "Senior brother, you've said this 800 times, do you dare to swear to God that you don't like Xia Mi at all? "

"..."

Chu Zihang was silent.

"Maybe if I turn on your phone now, I can still see the QQ records of your early morning chat with Xia Mi." Lu Mingfei joked.

Chu Zihang's right hand moved slightly, as if subconsciously trying to cover his trouser pocket.

"I'll go! You two didn't really chat until early in the morning yesterday, right?" Lu Mingfei looked surprised.

"No, we just talked until 11:55 in the evening." Chu Zihang said.

"Hey...Senior brother, I remember that you have always slept very regularly. You have always been someone who goes to bed early and gets up early." Lu Mingfei looked Chu Zihang up and down, "You actually stayed up so late for Xia Mi, you must have adultery!" There is adultery!"

"I was tutoring Xia Mi on dragon history last night," Chu Zihang said. "We usually only talk until about 8:30 in the evening."

"Okay! Let's talk about it normally! Senior brother, you said you are not interested in Junior Sister Xia Mi!" Lu Mingfei shouted.

"Most of the time, I tutor Xia Mi in his homework." Chu Zihang's "justification" sounded feeble to Lu Mingfei.

"Senior brother, the beautiful girl didn't come to chat with you late at night just to ask you to help her with her homework," Lu Mingfei patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Senior Sister Xia Mi, this is obviously a drunkard's intention and not the wine!"

"But her grades in dragon history are indeed not very good." Chu Zihang said.

"Snapped--"

Lu Mingfei slapped himself in the face.

At the same time, Susie stood outside the door of the president's office, listening to the faint conversation inside, and silently remembered a name - Xia Mi.

…

Kassel Academy, swimming pool.

Zhuya is doing warm-up exercises with the students in the physical education department, including Lao Tang, who has just joined the physical education department.

The students wore the school's standard swimsuits, with boxer trunks for boys and one-piece swimsuits for girls. Although some girls wanted to bring their own hotter and sexier bikinis, this proposal was ruthlessly rejected by Minister Zhuya. This is the professional training of the Physical Education Department. In order to maximize the training effect, all students must wear the school's standard swimsuits, because these swimsuits made by the Equipment Department are more professional than those of professional Olympic athletes.

Although some students have expressed considerable concern that these swimsuits may explode, so far there have been no explosions in the swimsuits produced by the Equipment Department, so these concerns have been dismissed by Zhuya.

Zhuya stood in front of all the students and led them to do warm-up exercises.

She has a slender figure with well-proportioned bones. Even wearing a one-piece swimsuit is more eye-catching than many girls wearing bikinis. The only flaw is probably that it is almost as flat as the water of the swimming pool.

"Minister, I have a question!" Old Tang stood among the warm-up members and raised his hands.

He was wearing a boxer swim trunks issued by the college. His eight-pack abs were as sharp and angular as marble carvings. The muscles on his body showed a streamlined beauty and looked both coordinated and explosive.

"What's the problem? Tell me." Zhuya looked at Old Tang.

"Why have we been training swimming and diving these days? Aren't we the sports department? Don't we have other sports to train for?" Old Tang was very confused.

Several days have passed since he joined the sports department to train with others. In the past few days, they have been training in the swimming pool. The training items are either swimming or diving, and they even have to learn the basic common sense of underwater operations. Old Tang Du Some people wonder whether the real name of the Physical Education Department is the Swimming Department.

"Originally, there was, but now the situation is quite special. Swimming, deep diving and underwater operations are more important than other projects," Zhuya said. "The school issued a notice a few days ago and the selection will be held in two months. A group of students with excellent pedigrees and proficiency in underwater operations will cooperate with the elite specialists from the Executive Department to participate in an underwater ruins excavation mission. If you train hard now, maybe you will be selected by then."

Most of the members didn't take it seriously. The student union's recruitment standards are already very high. The sports department is the highest among the many departments in the student union except the elite department. The lowest pedigree of the students here is B level, and most of them are A level. They have always been They were used to being free and undisciplined, so they didn't like the task of just selecting some coolies who worked for the execution department commissioners in underwater exploration missions.

Zhuya leisurely said: "The difficulty level of this underwater excavation mission is S."

"Commander, start training quickly! I'm already warmed up!"

"Hurry up, Minister! I'm suddenly particularly interested in underwater operations!"

"Everyone, take your time and rest, I'm going into the water first!"

"Wait for me, I'll do it too!"

"And I!"

"Don't compete with me! Don't squeeze!"

"Did that bastard mess with me?!"

Old Tang stood on the edge of the swimming pool, staring blankly at the students who had been standing beside him just now, swarming into the water like ducks that had just emerged from the flock in spring.

"They...what are they doing?" Old Tang was confused.

"In order to seize the opportunity to participate in S-level missions," Zhuya crossed her arms, "S-level missions are very rare in the school. Even if you just participate in them, you can at least leave your name in the file. , this is enough for more than 95% of students, and their applications to join the executive department after graduation will basically be approved."

"Is the welfare package of the executive department very good? So attractive?" Old Tang was puzzled.

"The second most arrogant department in the school, you think it's not attractive?" Zhuya asked in return.

"That's no wonder, but which department is the largest?" Old Tang asked curiously.

Zhuya pointed at a certain part of Old Tang's body.

Old Tang looked down and quickly covered his vitals with his hands: "Isn't it right? Is there such an unorthodox department in the school?"

"What are you thinking about?" Zhuya's face was dark, "I mean the source of the swimming trunks you are wearing, the equipment department! That is the most arrogant department in the college."

"Oh," Old Tang suddenly realized, "So that's what it meant. I thought you, senior sister, had some evil thoughts towards me!"

"Do I have thoughts about you?" Zhuya sneered, "Then I might as well go see a dragon."

Old Tang's expression was slightly strange.

"It seems that young people are very energetic. It is really gratifying for me as the principal to see so many energetic students." A figure walked near Lao Tang and Zhuya at some point. At this moment, he suddenly made a sound, startling the two of them. One jump.

Old Tang and Zhuya turned their heads in the direction of the sound, and saw a handsome old man in a suit.

The old man wore tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses, a neatly groomed beard, a straight white suit, and a fresh rose pinned to his chest. He exuded the charm of a mature man in his every move.

"Principal!" Zhuya looked surprised.

"Principal!" Old Tang was horrified.

"Be careful!" Norton's voice echoed in Old Tang's mind, "Be careful of that blood-stealing... mixed-race old man, he is very dangerous to you."

Well, I know, I am in danger in this school. Old Tang complained in his heart.

Old Tang and Zhuya's exclamations alarmed the students in the swimming pool. Everyone stopped and looked at the principal.

Hilbert Jean Angers, the president of the Kassel Academy and the legendary dragon slayer of the Secret Party, is the idol of most of the new generation of European mixed-races.

The bold students climbed out of the swimming pool to say hello to Angers. Some girls even wanted to have a close hug with the principal. However, they had just given up on this as their bodies were covered with water drops just after climbing out of the swimming pool. idea.

Angers greeted the students enthusiastically, without any airs of the principal.

After chatting enthusiastically with the students for a while and encouraging them, the principal turned to look at Old Tang and said with a smile: "Are you classmate Ronald Tang?"

"Yes...yes, hello, Principal Angre! No, hello, Principal Angre!" Old Tang stood at attention, with his back straight.

"Relax, I think I am an old man who looks easy to get along with," Angers smiled kindly and patted Old Tang on the shoulder, "What an outstanding young man."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Old Tang always felt that the word "young man" in Angers' mouth seemed to be a bit too harsh - it must have been his suspicious illusion.

"Ronald, do you have time now? I would like to invite you to the principal's office for afternoon tea," Angers said with a smile, "I asked Norma to send you a message before, but you didn't reply. , I guess you must have been busy and didn’t see it, and I happen to have a lot of free time today, so I might as well come to you myself.”

"Sent a message?!"

Old Tang hurriedly walked to the shelf where things were placed, picked up his backpack, and quickly took out his mobile phone. Because the movement was so violent, a thimble came out.

Old Tang opened his cell phone to check the text messages, and did not notice that the thimble he had brought out fell to the ground and rolled all the way to Zhuya's feet.

"Huh?" Zhuya picked up the thimble in confusion, wondering why Old Tang put a thimble in his backpack.

She picked up the thimble and was about to hand it back to Old Tang. From the corner of her eye, she saw what seemed to be a line of small words engraved on the inside of the thimble. When she took a closer look, she was stunned as if she had been struck by lightning.

Old Tang opened the text message interface on his mobile phone and indeed saw a message from Norma. The content was that Principal Ange invited him to have afternoon tea in the principal's office at three o'clock this afternoon.

When the alarm clock rang in the morning, he muted his cell phone and fell asleep. After waking up, he rushed to class and forgot about muting his cell phone. Naturally, he didn't notice. News to Norma.

"I'm really sorry, principal, I didn't see the message! I have to ask you to make a trip in person, I'm really sorry!" Old Tang put the phone back into his schoolbag and apologized quickly.

"It's okay, I just forgot to read the news. I often forget to read the news from the school board. This is normal," Angers said with a smile, "Ronald, do you have time for afternoon tea now?"

"Yes! Yes! Of course!" Old Tang nodded and bowed, "Please wait while I change my clothes. Shall we go now?"

"Well, don't be too hasty. The essence of afternoon tea is leisure. Anxiety will make it difficult for people to calm down and enjoy the leisure and tranquility of afternoon tea." Angers said.

Old Tang hurriedly ran into the locker room. He ran out fully dressed in half a minute and picked up his backpack: "Principal, I'm ready! You can leave at any time!"

"Then let's go, I'll prepare a fine black tea for you." Angers walked towards the door of the swimming pool. Although he was an old man, he walked with great strides.

"Old Tang, you thimble..." Zhuya, who was in a daze, came to her senses and asked Old Tang.

"Oh! I almost forgot about this. Thank you, Senior Sister Cavity Tooth!" Old Tang took the thimble from Zhuya's hand and stuffed it into his backpack.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Zhuya wanted to call Old Tang, but Old Tang had already rushed out following Anger's footsteps, and did not notice what Zhuya was saying.

…

Old Tang came out of the principal's office in a daze and walked on the road to the dormitory, his face full of joy.

Angers really just came to him for afternoon tea, without any suspicion of his identity. It was probably because his high bloodline in school alarmed the principal, so the principal simply wanted to meet him in person.

Fortunately, the identity was not exposed.

Old Tang felt happy, but his cell phone suddenly sounded a text message notification tone. When he opened it, he saw that the sender was Mai Shutoku.

[Act tomorrow, prepare to cooperate]