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

Early morning, Kassel College, student dormitory building, Old Tang and Fingel's dormitory.

"Brother, how is the progress of the afternoon show with you? (Junior brother, how are you and the female tyrannosaurus going)?" Fingel opened his hazy sleepy eyes, put the toothbrush into his mouth and put it on his teeth. Rubbing, mouthing toothpaste and speaking vaguely.

Old Tang was a little worried that he might accidentally swallow the toothpaste when he was in a state of severe sleepiness and confusion. Ever since he was selected into the special operations team, they had been training at Norton Hall at 8:30 every morning. Life.

"I told you we have nothing, even if I treat him as my niece..." Old Tang sighed.

"Ha-poof!" Fingel spat out the mouthwash, turned around and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"I've said it several times," Old Tang said with an ugly face, "If you still don't believe it, then today's fighting training will be between the two of us."

"No, no, no, I'm just kidding," Fingel waved his hands repeatedly, "Junior brother, your body is like an animal. One punch and I will fall apart."

"Come on, senior brother, don't fool me. Although your IQ is not very good, those muscles in your body cannot be produced by taking hormones."

Living in the same bedroom, Old Tang often saw Fingel "showing off" his well-developed and powerful muscles.

"No matter how much muscle you have, I can't stop you, you beast!" Fingel's mouth twitched, "I watched you smash eight centimeters of reinforced concrete with one punch. Are you still a human?"

Old Tang was silent. He really didn't know how to answer this. After all, Fingel was right.

"Ahem, in short, the relationship between me and Senior Sister Zhuya couldn't be more pure. We don't even have the kind of relationship you think!" Old Tang changed the subject, "Senior Brother, if you spread rumors about me again, I will go to the Night Watch. Post that your underwear has hinoki flowers printed on it!”

"How the hell do you know?!" Fingel was shocked.

Since Old Tang came, he had put away the pair of underwear printed with Hinoki Moon Colored Flowers and another pair printed with the world of Saionji Temple - although he was indeed thick-skinned, at least he still retained a little bit of dignity.

So how did Old Tang know?

"Brother Fei told me," Old Tang shrugged, showing a sinister expression, "Senior brother, you don't want the whole school to know this news, right?"

"I understand!" Fingel nodded resolutely, then bent his knees and knelt on the ground neatly, assuming a sitting posture, "I will promise you anything! Please don't tell anyone. !”

"Ahem, it doesn't have to be like this..." The corner of Old Tang's mouth twitched, "As long as you stop spreading rumors about me and senior sister..."

Then, his phone rang.

Old Tang took out his cell phone and his expression suddenly became strange. The screen of the cell phone was on, and there were only four Chinese characters on the caller ID - Senior Sister Cavities.

After hesitatingly glancing at Fingel on the ground, Old Tang held the phone to his ear and carefully pressed the connect button.

"Hello? Old Tang, why did you just answer the phone now? You didn't just wake up, right?" Zhuya's voice was unexpectedly loud. Old Tang had already turned down the volume on the phone, but Fingel on the ground still showed his extreme expression. Weird look--apparently, he heard.

So Old Tang looked at Fingel who was on the ground and looked up at him, his expression fully explained what it means to dare to be angry but not to speak out.

Are people calling you so early in the morning? You still said there is nothing between you?

"Hey, senior sister, what do you want from me?" Old Tang Xin said that I might not be able to clean myself up even if I jumped into the Yellow River.

"Come to the student union headquarters for a meeting at nine o'clock," Zhuya said on the phone. "Caesar said that you don't need to go to the special operations team for training today. Come directly to the headquarters conference room. You have important tasks. By the way, bring your roommate."

It seems to be clean.

"Let's go, senior brother," Old Tang picked up his cell phone, "Senior Sister Zhuya informed us to go to the student union headquarters for a meeting, and asked me to take you there by name."

"It's over." Fingel's face turned gloomy.

"What's wrong? Senior brother, you look so ugly?" Old Tang's expression changed, "Could it be that you stole from your sister-in-law during training and were discovered by the president, and now the president wants to gather us together and stab you in public? "

"Junior brother, you have such a rich imagination," Fingel glanced at Old Tang, "I'm afraid we will be sent on a mission."

"What? But I just entered school!" Old Tang was startled, "Maybe it's something else?"

"Besides going on a mission, is there any other reason why you need to call me?" Fingel said with an expression that has seen through the vicissitudes of personnel affairs. "The student union has not even called me for its anniversary. Is there any good thing to call me now?"

Old Tang:......

You are really awesome for being able to do this.

…

In the main conference room of the Student Union, Caesar was sitting on his upper hand, and Old Tang and Fingel were huddled in an inconspicuous corner. It was said to be inconspicuous, but there were actually not many people in the huge conference room, only various ministers and Caesar's elite. With the members of the team here, Old Tang and Fingel couldn't find anything to cover themselves.

"Some time ago, the school discovered the Bronze City. According to the analysis of dragon history professors, there should be a palace of one of the four dragon kings - the King of Bronze and Fire." Caesar got straight to the point, "The executive department has already A preliminary exploration was carried out, and a lot of useful information was returned by scanning and recording the dragon inscriptions, totems and architectural details in the Bronze City, and even living dragons were found in it. However, due to lack of preparation and limited manpower, It failed to kill the dragons inside, well... to be more precise, the commissioner who went into the water escaped from there due to lack of preparation for the battle and the thin number of people."

"The college originally planned to develop a batch of underwater operation equipment specifically for Bronze City, and then organized manpower to enter it to eliminate dragons. However, according to Norma's recent geological exploration analysis under the Three Gorges Basin of the Yangtze River, geological changes may occur there in the near future," Kai Sa glanced at the crowd, "So the plan to enter the Bronze City must be implemented in advance. This operation will be personally approved by the principal. Excellent students will be selected from the entire school to form an annihilation team and an exploration team, respectively responsible for eradicating dragons and exploring the Bronze City."

"President, did the principal say how many people will be selected for the annihilation team and the exploration team?"

"Because we have to face high-level pure-blooded dragons, and in order to avoid being mentally affected by dragons, the annihilation team only needs six students with the best bloodlines. The other members will be selected from the commissioners of the executive department. The exploration team will need more manpower. Twelve students are needed to enter the Bronze City to explore immediately after the extermination."

Using the confrontation between golden eyes as a medium, higher dragons can release mental pressure on hybrids. Hybrids whose bloodline is not strong enough will even become paralyzed under the power of the dragon, and cannot be used as a fighting force at all. What's worse, Will be mentally controlled and attack teammates in turn, so the more people the better when fighting a pure-blood dragon. Bloodline is more important than overall strength - bloodline is the prerequisite for participating in the battle. If the bloodline is not strong enough, even through other The path has great strength. During the battle, if he accidentally looks at the dragon, he will immediately kneel down and even attack his teammates.

Therefore, the annihilation team must jointly select outstanding bloodlines among students and executive department specialists, and must ensure that the bloodlines of the participating members are high enough to withstand the mental pressure of advanced dragons.

"The student union and the Lionheart Club submitted application lists to the principal respectively. At the same time, other students also submitted applications. Finally, the principal personally selected six members of the annihilation team," Caesar said. "The members of the special operations team went back and wrote an application. Give me the form. Those from the elite department who want to participate in this operation should also write an application form and give it to me. Each minister will select three applicants from his own department. These applications will be reported to the principal in the name of the student union. There, we also told those who were not selected that they could apply to the principal in their own name. Does anyone have any objections?"

"President, can I not apply for the special operations team?" Fingel raised his hand weakly.

"I have always adhered to the principle of voluntary participation..." Caesar said.

Fingel and Old Tang looked happy.

"But it is the principal's wish to let all members of the special operations team apply. If you don't want to go there, you have to discuss it with the principal." Caesar said the second half of the sentence leisurely.

"Also, don't think that you will be fine if you don't submit the application form. The principal said that members of the special operations team will be regarded as applicants even if they do not submit the application form. Submitting the form is just a situation." Caesar reminded kindly. road.

"I protest! This is power! This is independence..." Old Tang quickly responded to Fingel's mouth - there were already ministers or members of the elite around him giving them unkind looks.

"It's okay to protest. You don't need me to tell you where the principal's office is, right?" Caesar looked indifferent, "But I have to remind you, Fingel, you have only repeated four years of grade. If you offend the principal, then But no one knows how many years you will repeat the grade."

Fingel's face was pale and his eyes were full of despair.

…

Fingel and Old Tang were in the dormitory.

"You don't have to be so reactive, senior brother," Old Tang patted Fingel on the shoulder and consoled him, "You are such a waste, even if you submit your application, the chance of the principal choosing you is slim."

"I really appreciate your comfort, junior brother," Fingel tugged at the corner of his mouth, "My intuition tells me that I probably won't be able to escape this time."

"But it doesn't matter!" Fingel patted Old Tang on the shoulder vigorously, "As long as you are with me, junior brother, even if I die, I will still have someone to bury with me!"

"It's a pity that I didn't expect that I, Finger, could be regarded as a wise person... I was wise for half of my life, but when I died, it was a man who was buried with me instead of a beautiful blond girl wearing white lace stockings..." At this point, Finger said My mood dropped again.

"Although if bloodline is used as the selection criterion, I probably won't be able to run away, but I kindly comfort you, senior brother. Isn't it a bit too much for you to curse me to death when you come up?" Old Tang was dissatisfied.

"Sigh... maybe, this is life, just like the cherry blossoms must fall from the trees when they are most brilliant. As a dragon slayer, my life is already destined to wither at this moment..." Fingel stared out the window blankly. , eyes full of melancholy and sadness, as if it was not the harsh afternoon sun outside, but the beautiful dusk.

If he was willing to take good care of his messy hair and shave his beard, his melancholy eyes might really attract one or two school girls.

Just when Old Tang was complaining like this in his heart, Fingel sighed again: "Forget it! Since this body is destined to wither, at least it should be drunk before dying! Junior brother! Bring me the card!"

"Take...what...card?" Old Tang didn't react for a moment.

"Of course it's a credit card!" Fingel waved his hand, "Let's drink two boxes of cold beer first!"

"So this is what you've been talking about for a long time?! Why do you want to use my card? You need to buy your own card!"

"To be honest, Junior Brother, Senior Brother, all seventeen of my credit cards have been overdrawn, and now I am so poor that I don't even have a coin, and I can't even jingle a coin."

"You must give up! Even if I, Ronald Tang, die and jump from this floor, I will not lend you money!"

…

Late at night, in the student dormitory.

"Junior...Junior brother, are you drunk?" Fingel threw the empty beer can into the trash can, but unfortunately he didn't throw it in after checking the distance - it was less than two meters.

"Drunk? I drink beer, how could I be drunk?" Old Tang picked up a glass bottle and blew into his mouth.

"Junior brother, I just...I just said you were drunk...drunk," Fingel pointed at the bottle in Old Tang's hand and laughed, "We both... bought Erguotou an hour ago."

"But this is the water of life that I drank. If you don't believe me, look at it!" Old Tang pointed the bottle in front of Fingel's eyes, and the cold glass body was pressed against the bridge of Fingel's nose, making him jump.

"Let me see what's written... on this..." Fingel stared at the words on the bottle with cross-eyed eyes and read out vaguely, "Te... Teuila (Tequila)?"

"Damn!" Fingel slapped his thigh, "It's really fucking water of life!"

"Yes, senior brother, you are the one who is drunk..." Old Tang blew on the bottle again, and then fell to the ground.

A few minutes later, Fingel stood up silently, lifted Old Tang up and put him on his bed, covered him with a quilt, then avoided the beer cans on the floor with light and agile steps, walked to the door and opened it softly. Go out and turn off the light before taking you away.

As the dormitory door was gently closed, silence completely returned to the dormitory, with only Old Tang's snoring sounding regularly.

The moonlight shines through the windows, illuminating the beer cans and glass bottles on the floor.

In the dark night, a pair of bright golden eyes quietly opened, and the black shadow stood up from the bed silently, walked to the window with an almost "drifting" attitude, lowered his head, and happened to see a sneaky figure coming from the dormitory building. Come out and walk towards the library.

The window was opened silently, and the black shadow floated to the ground, turning into a mass of ink marks in mid-air that was thicker and deeper than the night. After landing, the ink marks and the black shadow dispersed together, and the invisible shadow followed quietly. Behind the people in the library.

Yanling·Mingzhao.

…

In the Norma computer room, a sneaky figure pushed the door open and walked in.

A transparent figure whose body temperature was extremely close to the temperature and made no sound also followed him in. Even Norma could hardly detect it.

Yan Ling·Dong.

"You drank again!"

Dissatisfied voices resounded in the computer room, and a light blue light beam shot down. In the light beam, suspended in the light beam, was a beautiful translucent girl who looked like an elf in a fairy tale.

The girl flew in front of Fingel and made a fierce expression at him, and Fingel smiled helplessly.

Old Tang looked as if he had seen a ghost.

This news is much more exciting than Hinoki Ayaka!