"Before starting, you need to sign this confidential document." Schneider handed the two documents to Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran, which were written in Latin mixed with English.

"Isn't the school implementing the Chinese teaching system?" Mo Qiuran did not rush to sign but asked a question.

"It's the Chinese teaching system." Schneider replied.

"Then why do we have to write it in Latin and English when signing a confidentiality agreement?" Mo Qiuran looked over and over again, and then whispered to Chu Zihang, "Can you understand? Will they hide any unfavorable clauses in it? They have to be wary of their sinister heart!"

Schneider: "…"

There are only three people in this room, you don’t want to give to anyone you want to hear!

Besides, you didn’t go anywhere in a low voice, I heard it, I heard it!

"This is because the school's Chinese teaching system has been reformed in recent years... So the confidentiality agreement is still in accordance with the original standard," Schneider thinks it is better to explain it to prevent Mo Qiuran from misunderstandings with the school. "In fact, this confidentiality agreement means that the relevant information must be kept confidential to ordinary people. If you want to withdraw, you must undergo 'memory cleaning', which is just some conventional terms."

"Is it really good to say things like memory cleaning so calmly?" Mo Qiuran said, "It sounds like a mysterious organization that kills people without blinking!"

"We generally don't kill people." Schneider corrected after thinking seriously.

"So the others are directly accused?" Mo Qiuran looked shocked.

But in Schneider's opinion, he was more like... in an impromptu performance, because Mo Qiuran was signing the agreement when he said this, and so was Chu Zihang.

Schneider finally understood a truth. If you pay too much attention to what Mo Qiuran said, you will consume a lot of brain cells for no reason. In the end, you will find that Mo Qiuran might just say it casually.

"We won't kill people," Schneider felt that he could not continue like this. His majesty as executive minister seemed to have not been emitted in front of these two young men who were about to become newborns. Instead, he was always taken over. So he took over the confidentiality agreement between the two people who signed their names, operated the computer to call out a document, and projected it on the screen, "We kill the dragon."

It was a picture, and the clarity of the projector did not affect the hideous picture at all. The sky was covered with the color of iron-green mixed with flames. The only giant tree stood, and the dead branches extended in all directions, woven into a dense net to support the cracked sky of columns. The giant tree stood on the wasteland full of dead bones. The black giant beast stood up from the depths of the bones, with its wings hanging over its skeletons, spreading its huge membrane wings, and spitting out black flames to the sky, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

"Dragon Emperor Niedhog, according to the Nordic myth "Old Ida Sutra", at dusk, it will bite off the roots of the tree of the world, Igdrashu, and that day, the world will be destroyed." Schneider moved his eyes from the projection of the pressure from the depths of his blood even if he only saw the picture. He turned around and planned to see what Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang were doing now.

He even felt that he had guessed the expression on Mo Qiuran's face, and he would have been extremely shocked, extremely solemn, and had the kind of speechlessness at all...

Then--

"Western Dragon? It looks cool!" Mo Qiuran exclaimed, "How do you usually cook?"

"...Cooking?" Schneider couldn't help but hesitate. Although he was a foreigner, his Chinese learning achievements were still good. For example, cooking had two meanings. He also knew that the next moment he asked, he couldn't help but feel a little upset that he asked a stupid question. Obviously, what Mo Qiuran said was definitely not the real meaning of the cuisine!

I must have wanted to ask them how they deal with such a powerful dragon clan!

Just as Schneider was about to explain the dragon-slaying method, he heard Mo Qiuran's next words.

"It's just how to cook." Mo Qiuran was still looking at the picture, with her eyes very focused.

But Schneider didn't feel that he was shocked.

simply……

It's like looking at which part of the dragon's body is delicious?

What a terrible idea! Schneider couldn't help but be shocked by his own thoughts, and even began to wonder if he had heard Mo Qiuran's words wrongly: "Cook...Cook?"

"Yes, it looks big!" Mo Qiuran opened his hands and gestured, "Dragon, such a big dragon! Since the school's mission has always been to slay dragons, wouldn't it taste like the dragon meat after slaying dragons? Is the dragon meat delicious? Is it definitely a summary of the cooking methods by the way, right? For example, "Taste of Eighteen Methods of Dragon Meat"?"

"Maybe it poisonous, or it may not taste good." Chu Zihang said on the side.

"Ah... that's true, so black, there may be toxins or something... And if it's too big, the meat may taste very dirty..." Mo Qiuran seemed to be thinking seriously.

"If there is no poison, it's just that the meat is old, you can try it with baking soda, as long as the protein of the dragon meat is acidic," Chu Zihang also looked very serious and provided suggestions, "or multiple pounding and high-pressure stewing can also have the effect."

Schneider was silent. The supposedly serious admission training began to go off the wrong way. This was actually not surprising, because Schneider had experienced many times in just half an hour, which may have been more than he had experienced in a year before, but Schneider was really unacceptable to the direction he went off this time. They were really serious about cooking...how to use dragon meat to cook!

Shouldn't it be shocked? Suddenly, I heard that a normal person like Long would only think that creatures that exist in legends appeared in reality and were about to destroy the world! Shouldn't normal people completely disbelief or be afraid of being speechless?

For a moment, Schneider even began to wonder if it was a dragon. In fact, some people used it as a food in ancient Chinese legend and left a delicious review.

Otherwise, why would you think of how to eat it at the first time?

And it’s okay that Mo Qiuran went astrayed, but why did Chu Zihang, who seemed to be very reliable, also began to go astrayed?

Can you only say that the two of them are worthy of being good friends? Can they go to the same brain circuit at any time?

Schneider fell into doubt about his life, and suddenly he began to regret taking them off because he saw their bloodlines...

"Everything of dragons is extremely corrosive. This corrosiveness refers to the corrosion of bloodline. If you contact it rashly, it will cause the proportion of dragon blood in the mixed-race species to increase. Once the proportion exceeds 50%, the mixed-race species will irresistibly switch to dragons, and eventually become a deadpool who is irrational and can only kill and swallow flesh and blood." In the end, Schneider, who recovered, chose to speak and control the field.
Chapter completed!