Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 117 Kuimen Plan and Mance's Cold Joke

"Kuimen Project, and then let us go?"

Caesar pointed at himself and said, "Although I am very curious about what this plan is, I want to ask if there is anyone in the execution department."

Ange smiled and said, "It is a dangerous place, and the only way to enter that place is through bloodline."

"It is a very coincidental coincidence that you have a very high-ranking bloodline and are rich in combat capabilities."

"Caesar, as a member of the Gattuso family, I believe you will not miss the opportunity to explore the hometown of a dragon king."

Caesar:.
You may not believe it, Mr. Principal.

The cold-faced man standing next to you has a dragon king living in his body. This so-called glorious opportunity is really dispensable to us.

Lu Zao remembered that the Kuimen Plan seemed to be about finding the Bronze City under the Yangtze River.

It seemed that the little devil's key had opened a temporary hole in the dam for the boat to pass through, and finally used this hole to cut off the dragon servant guarding Constantine in one breath.

I can only say that the plot is still a little too magical. After all, the importance of the dam is self-evident.

Anyone who rushes forward without a pass will be treated as a hostile force, and we will first launch a round of firepower strikes to test their strength.

Ange was a little confused: "You don't look very excited?"

Chu Zihang: "Principal, is there a possibility that you only told us a code name and told us that it is related to the Dragon King?"

"So our goal this time is to slay the dragon, right? Kill the Dragon King?"

"Kuimen seems to be on the other side of my motherland. Can the school apply to the authorities for strong firepower support?"

Fire support is not necessary, but it is convenient.

If they come across a pure-blooded dragon or a large lizard that is worth studying, Caesar can set fire to it when the artillery fire is heavy, and Lao Lu can find a way to take away the spoils of war directly.

After all, it is impossible for such an action plan to be carried out without real-time observation equipment, and it is quite difficult to fish in troubled waters.

It's impossible for Lu Mingfei to use time zero to knock out all the participating members in an instant and destroy all the electronic equipment. To say that it was done by a dragon would be an insult to other people's intelligence.

Angé held his forehead with his hand: "Don't follow your instructor. There have indeed been too many lawless killers in the academy in recent years."

Chu Zihang added: "Principal, you don't need to pay special attention to the mental health of us students. My instructor told me that it is impossible for a lawless killer to become the head of the executive department."

Angers was silent. It seemed that the academy should focus on the mental health of teachers and not bring unnecessary things into the daily teaching process.

Lu Zao asked: "Principal, where did this information come from, a local hybrid?"

Ange came back to his senses: "It is indeed a local hybrid, but it is from North America. After we lost the last exercise, Henkel gave me this information and said that the location recorded on it may be related to the secret of the Dragon King."

Chu Zihang slowly typed a question mark.

Do North American hybrids know that there is such a place in their country?
Ange smiled and said, "Many people came here back then, including some mixed-bloods from your area. After dealing with them for a while, it became like this."

"It is said that there is a legend passed down from generation to generation by those who often went underground. It is said that there is a large tomb in the water, but it is ominous to disturb it. Even if you go down, you will be scared to death at the door."

"The mixed-blood forces guessed that it was actually the dragon's territory, but you all know what happened later. After the mixed-bloods divided up the spoils of the war, that place became a water conservancy restricted area. The timing was just wrong."

Angers said: "As for the legend of 'if it is moved, it will be bad luck', it is probably because the place was built directly on what is called a 'feng shui location' in Eastern culture. If it is moved, the entire river will be in trouble, and the underwater palace is difficult to explore."

"Of course there is another possibility, that is, the ancestors of the tomb-robbing family once caught a glimpse of dragon activities in that place."

Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other. This was indeed an opportunity.

Lu Zao rubbed his hands and said, "I'll go, count me in as part of the Kuimen Project."

What kind of food can be produced in the Bronze City?
Or maybe because of the power wielded by the King of Bronze and Fire, Bronze City will develop into a special food area like the Winery Islands.

After all, the world has shown signs of "growth". Constantine, that little fool, may not know what to eat, but he definitely knows. Angers couldn't help but smile after seeing the three people finish their discussion.

"I'll give you one day to prepare. If the plan goes well, Chu Zihang and Ming Fei can go back and reminisce with their classmates."

A day later, the helicopter fleet directly under the college landed on time.

A black-haired Latin beauty stood next to the helicopter at the front of the line and raised her hand to signal the four men who had weapons on their shoulders and swords on their waists.

"Hello everyone. I'm Selma, the liaison specialist for this visit. Thank you for your guidance."

Lu Mingfei touched his chin.

After confirming through eye contact, I found out that this person was also one of the specialists who died in the Kuimen Project.

But did Constantine know that they were going to pry open his hometown? The Dragon King, who didn't care about anything except eating, probably didn't even know the address of his own home.

Chu Zihang asked: "Take a helicopter?"

Selma laughed and said, "Of course not. It's just that our airport is special this time, so we have to take a helicopter first."

"Professor Mans is already waiting for us at the airport. Everyone, for the next period of time, your electronic devices will be monitored by Norma."

"The Kuimen Project has officially begun."

"I thought I was on a primitive plane."

Professor Mance Rundstedt was also a cigar fanatic. After killing a dragon servant, he held a key in his arms, biting a cigar and waiting to die quietly because the poisonous dragon fangs had already sunk into his abdomen.

Just like Carlos in the Resident Evil movie, lighting the bomb fuse and taking his last puff of cigarette in his life.

The "nearly one-ton big sword" that once went viral in the academy, and its wielder, Lu Mingfei.

Chu Zihang and Caesar are able to transform into human-shaped natural disasters. The former seems to have become the president of the Lionheart Club with the abdication of the former president.

And Lu Zao of the Gourmet Club, to be honest, Mans thinks it should be called the Gourmet Research Department, just like the high school student club in that small country in the Far East.

"Student Lu Zao, first time meeting you."

Mans shook hands with Lu Zao. "You obviously never attended class, but you got full marks in the Magic Mechanical Design course."

Lu Zao smiled: "Xiaolu's sword was forged by me."

Mans' eyes lit up. "Are you interested in teaching part-time? I've always felt that a course like Magic Mechanical Design needs a young person to teach. After all, the age gap is also a problem in teaching."

Lu Zao: "This shouldn't work. I know how to do it, but I can't teach."

Caesar held back his laughter. It was indeed impossible to teach someone. This kind of operation of forging weapons with one's hands was probably something only Chu Zihang, who used the dragon arm, could learn.

Mance glanced over and said, "Caesar, this planned action will be difficult for you."

Caesar frowned: "Those old guys in the family?"

How about we talk to Old Lu and destroy the family first, drag out those old immortals hibernating in the hibernation chamber and drown them in the cesspool?

Mance spoke horrible words in a gentle tone, horrible at least to Caesar.

"No, it's about how I describe you in action to my students."

Caesar surrendered decisively and offered the cigar with both hands.

"The professor smokes."

(End of this chapter)