Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 183 Pompeii Gattuso

"It seems that the two chatted a lot before I came." Angers smiled, "Did Your Excellency come here just to find Leonardo?"

"Yes." The priest said meaningfully with a delicate expression, "Sometimes after watching a play for a long time, I forget the end. Fortunately, the only thing I have learned over the years is to learn from it in time."

Angers took a deep look at the priest, then turned to face Pompey.

This person obviously has something to say, but it's a pity that it's not suitable to ask in-depth questions at the moment, so let's leave it to some guy with relatives and relatives.

"Stop talking nonsense, I lost your son, what do you want?" Angers spread his hands.

"Ann, I didn't come to find fault with you. The main reason is that Frost is in a state of collapse. If he came, he might point a gun at your head."

Pompey shrugged, "The family wants to control the situation, so I personally act.

"The current situation is that the entire Japanese branch has rebelled, and the reason for the rebellion lies in the ancient city of the Dragon Clan under the deep sea. Caesar should still be alive, but he is currently wanted by the Japanese government."

Angers succinctly referred to the current situation.

"Ange, you know that I personally trust you a lot. Your abilities are top-notch. No one can manage this academy well except you." Pompey said sincerely, "So with your iron fist ruling, how could Let the entire Japanese branch get out of control? I really don't understand."

"I expected to explain this matter to Gattuso's family. I have prepared the documents." Anger raised a heavy box from under the desk.

This thing looks to be hundreds of years old, wrapped in dark green lizard skin, brass buckle, slightly rusty.

The "half-decayed world tree" school emblem was branded on the surface of the box, and it looked like an antique even if it was placed in Kassel College.

Angers pushed the box in front of Pompeii: "Some of the documents inside are almost 100 years old. Be careful when you look through them. They are all originals. Don't let me break them. The Gattuso family has no ownership over these documents." , so you can't take it away."

"Isn't our family the biggest trustee of the college? Being generous and enthusiastic to the trustees will be rewarded." Pompeii carefully opened the box.

"In fact, the Japanese branch has nothing to do with the school board. It is independent!" Anger said every word.

"Independent?" Pompey was stunned, blinking and staring at Angers.

"There is no affiliation between us and the Japanese branch, but an alliance. This alliance can be traced back to when the Lionheart was established more than 100 years ago."

"At that time, Lord Mayek of the Presbyterian Church of the Secret Party set off from the Port of Hamburg, floated on the sea for six months on a steam ship, arrived in Kyoto, Japan, and signed this covenant."

Angers said slowly,

"It's a pity that the ideologies of the two sides are too different, and the covenant only has the part of jointly fighting the Dragon Clan."

"And there was no Kassel College at that time, and there was no so-called school board."

"Until the end of World War II, I went to Tokyo as a representative of the secret party to meet with the Saki Hachi for a second time, and signed an education agreement on the basis of the original alliance."

"According to the education agreement, the Snake Eight Schools will select outstanding descendants to study at the headquarters of the American Academy. These Japanese students will form the Japanese branch of Kassel College after returning to China. This is the origin of the Japanese branch. The signing of the education agreement means that The Sheqi Eight Families are officially subordinate to the Secret Party, but they have great autonomy."

"It's a legacy of history."

Angers ended his introduction to the origin of the Japanese branch with this sentence.

Pompeii scratched his head: "May I ask how you persuaded the Japanese branch to sign an education agreement?"

"Fist, of course." Angers said lightly, "After the end of World War II, most of the Sheqi Eight Families withered, and a large part of the members of various ethnic groups participated in the siege of European mixed races. We did not hold back, and the Sheqi Eight Families lost It was terrible. I supported the Inuyama family among them and rebuilt the order of the Japanese mixed-race world."

"Oh! It really sounds like your style." Pompei gave a thumbs up. "So you are the godfather of the new generation of Japanese mixed race?"

"It can be said that, but depending on the situation, my generation of godfathers has become history." Angers shrugged.

"What do you mean? In the hearts of the Japanese, you are dead?" Pompeii was stunned.

"The so-called snakes and eight families are just gangsters. The nature of gangsters is to fight among themselves. They eat the territory of enemies and allies to strengthen themselves. They have never been united and harmonious. In addition, they also have enemies called fierce ghosts. With internal troubles, I never worried that they would rebel."

Anger paused,

"But now, they suddenly fought side by side and openly broke with the headquarters. This proves that an iron fist has finally been born between them, a powerful existence that tightly holds all the families together."

"Understood." Pompeii suddenly realized, and then raised his eyebrows, "It seems that behind those bastards in Japan, there is a mastermind behind all this. He is provoking you, how can you bear it?"

"I'm not prepared to bear it." Angers lit a cigar, and the smoke from the cigar rose. "In a few hours, I will set off for Japan."

"Great!" Pompeii applauded, his eyes shining brightly, "I knew I was right about you! You are the best! You are such a vengeful person, can you not take revenge when the Japanese bite you? Tell me Tell me, how are you going to beat those Japanese down?""

"Don't keep using this kind of coaxing tone to try to follow my words. I'm not your little kid." Ange said with a hand on his forehead, "There is indeed a plan, but I won't tell you."

"Okay, okay, anyway, I understand this matter, so I can explain to the elders in the family." Pompeii sighed,

"You also know that I am just like a pig in the family. Frost speaks louder than me. I have to bring some news back to let them calm down. It is my son who is missing. What are they worried about? As the old Chinese saying goes, 'the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry'?"

Ange lowered his head and held his forehead.

No wonder the Gattuso family always kept the head of the family well hidden and prevented him from casually attending official events...

Sometimes he really pollutes the environment.

"Then Ange, would you like to listen to my latest research report?" Pompeii suddenly smiled.

Ange's gaze sharpened instantly.

He could feel Pompeii's aura suddenly changed, and this guy became serious.

Speaking of knowing this nonsensical guy for so long, he has hardly seen Pompey's serious side a few times.

"Let's hear it, it sounds like you didn't come here specially to talk to me today."

"Oh! Of course not. I'm serious. Your words really make me sad." Pompei covered his heart with a sad face, and then turned his head to look at the priest. "Mr. Bishop, do you have any research on continental plates?"

The middle-aged man smiled warmly and said, "I'm just an ordinary Buddhist researcher, how can you put such strict demands on me."

"Is that so?" Pompeii patted the back of his head and said innocently, "But I always feel that you, Bishop, are very similar to a professor I met when I was studying at ETH Zurich."

"There are always a few similar people in the world. These are similar flowers. It is a fate, but it is not a fate. Donors don't have to look at each other."

His Excellency the bishop clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, which seemed to be a bit like an old monk's Zen.

"If God is still alive, he will definitely kick your ass!" Pompey exclaimed with two thumbs up.

"He did kick a lot when he was alive." His Excellency the bishop felt sincerely, and even subconsciously raised his hand to touch his buttocks, as if reminiscing about the "great love" in his memory.

Ange crossed his hands in front of his eyebrows, and lowered his head weakly.

Two psychopaths were singing and dancing in front of him at the moment.

It is hard to imagine that the person who has signed a covenant with Flamel for hundreds of years is actually such an existence.

Pompey opened the back of his suit, pulled out a chip box from the back waist, and slid it towards Angers along the table.

"The stuff in it is too professional for you to understand. Let Dr. Pompeii Gattuso, the No.1 geophysics major at ETH Zurich, explain it to you!"

"I really can't think of someone like you who would choose geophysics. Wouldn't it be more helpful for you to study art and painting?"

"Because the geophysics major is the trump card major of our university, it is the most difficult. The family motto of our Gattuso family is to ride the fastest horse, chase the most beautiful woman, and kill the most ferocious dragon... For the most difficult major, everything must be top-notch.”

Pompey glanced at the priest at the side, took out the chip and inserted it into the notebook.

The priest smiled and said, "It's a lie."

Pompeii's hand inserting the chip froze, and immediately turned on the screen projection while humming a song as if nothing had happened.

"What's your opinion, Your Excellency the Bishop?" Angers asked with a smile.

"Humans are very complicated creatures. They always use various reasons to cover up their true selves, and never easily expose their true selves to others." The priest said slowly, "They will even use this' Authenticity as a secret weapon, inadvertently revealing unsullied cunning."

"of course."

"These have nothing to do with scum-like men."

The priest shrugged, "Some people just like to be handsome. They pretend to be jerks all their lives, maybe just to be handsome at the last critical moment."

Pompeii dissatisfied: "Hey hey, how could I do such a thing? Isn't it something you do every day to be handsome?"

The priest ignored him, and said slowly: "How much does Principal Angers think he knows the planet under his feet?"

"...you mean the earth?" Angers was stunned.

"Exactly." The priest said lightly, "There is a saying in China called a leaf that blocks the eyes. If you hold a leaf to cover your eyes, you will not be able to see the world in front of you. It can be seen that most people in the world have narrow and limited eyesight. Just as human beings think they have Walked out of the earth and stepped into the starry sky, but in fact..."

He raised his finger to the top of his head and said meaningfully: "Humans look up and see the vast starry sky, thinking that it is the reality of the world, but forget where their feet are."

"The reality within reach, but not as far away as the illusion, this is the advantage of human beings, but also one of the limitations of human beings."

Ange frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What does Your Excellency mean?"

"If you want to defeat an ethnic group, or even a civilization, you must fully understand them. History will not disappear with the ancient books being burned, and all the secrets are hidden on this planet. Know this planet, and you can find it from it. A secret belonging to the Dragon Clan."

Anger understood what this person meant. Pompeii chose geophysics not because it was the most difficult subject, but because he was trying to find the secrets belonging to the dragon clan from the changes in the earth's structure!

As for the other hidden meanings in the words, he was temporarily unable to decipher them.

"Ahem." Pompeii cleared his throat, "Please pay attention to class discipline! Next is Pompeii's teaching time."

Angers frowned and said, "Long story short."

Pompeii scratched his head and said, "Then I'll tell you the conclusion directly. Maybe 1 years ago, or thousands of years ago, a dragon king woke up in Japan, and he released some kind of ultimate word spirit. From Kyushu Island to Honshu Island, all dormant volcanoes erupted with magma, turning the night into day. A super tsunami nearly one kilometer high hit, the ground cracked, seawater entered the crust and mixed with the magma. So far, an ancient city has been removed from Japan The territory was peeled off, and it slowly slid down the steep slope to the depths of the trench. That is the ancient dragon city you saw under the sea."

Ange's eyebrows couldn't help but jump.

This is really... an astonishing conclusion.

"What about the Dragon King? He also died in the disaster he caused?"

"Yes, Gao Tianyuan is its burial place. But such a great dragon king will not really die, it just fell into a deep sleep until 1 years later, the icebreaker descended from the sky, the cabin was full of fresh fetal blood, and the dragon king sucked the fetus Blood resurrection. The Trieste witnessed the most solemn blood sacrifice in the world in the depths of the abyss, but did not find the victim. If the sacrifice alone required an ancient dragon embryo, then the victim should What level is it?"

"...God?" Angers whispered.

"Yes, the word 'king' is not enough to describe his greatness, we should call him a god!" Pompei said in a rare serious way, "compared with the Bajia of Sheqi, slaughtering gods is our urgent task, that is not bronze and A great existence comparable to fire, earth, and mountains!"

Pompey suddenly became agitated, grabbed Ange's shoulder and shouted:

"Brother, hurry up! Otherwise, we will forever say goodbye to cherry blossoms, sake, Wagyu, Yusheng... and the obedient Yamato Nadeko! Once God wakes up, there may be no Japan in this world from now on La!"

Angers subconsciously turned to look at the priest.

Is the awakening of the "god" that Pompeii said was the grand ceremony that the priest mentioned earlier?

To celebrate his return by burying an entire country...

Truly worthy of God's handwriting!

Angers shuddered.

"Why did you tell me? You should discuss it with Frost." Anger stared into Pompey's eyes.

"Can I trust that psychotic brother in such a big matter? I would rather trust a professional. When it comes to slaying dragons, you are a professional. It doesn't matter if Japan sinks, my precious son is still in Japan."

"By the way, have you found any clues about the icebreaker?" Angers asked suddenly.

"No." Pompey scratched his head and said, "Frost is investigating this, but there are no clues. The clues have long been buried with the sinking of the Lenin."

"Didn't the Gattuso family investigate why the Lenin left alone?"

"Our relationship with Russia is not very good, let alone the former Soviet Union."

"So when did you start investigating the plate movement in Japan? These research conclusions can't be formed overnight"

"My graduation thesis was on the subject of Japan's topographical changes." Pompei said innocently.

Angers smiled and didn't continue to ask.

As the priest said earlier, some people really never reveal their true side to others.

Pompeii Gattuso, this seemingly dissolute and unreliable man who inherited the name of "Pompeii", under the disguise of his playboy, is actually a "magnificent wave" that no one knows.

Had he really just indulged in the endless "stallion" life all these years?
In fact, this man who claims to be a stallion has only one son, Caesar Gattuso, so far.

But why on earth did this man delegate power to his younger brother and pretend to be a libertine?He can be a wise and mighty Patriarch!

Even Pompey's disguise had fooled him, and Frost couldn't possibly be the guy's match.

Angers was lost in thought.

He suddenly felt that the water of the Gattuso family might really be as deep and unfathomable as the vice-principal said.

(End of this chapter)