Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Ange looked at the two report cards on the table, frowned, and decided to have a cigar before thinking about these things.

The smoke was everywhere, but was blown away by the wind coming in through the window.

He finally picked up the one that belonged to Lu Mingfei.

If it weren't for the Bronze Plan, with Lu Mingfei's current grades in various subjects, it would be difficult for him to pass the assessment standards for this half semester.

However, I heard from several professors that since the Bronze Program, Lu Mingfei has paid more attention to various courses and worked much harder.

He put it down with satisfaction and picked up another one - Han Qiu.

It's hard to tell whether it's because his bloodline was awakened a long time ago, or if there's something wrong with his own rating, but his performance in all subjects is not like that of a freshman of 'C' grade, except in fighting.

Judging from the results of the 3E exam, it is indeed a 'C', but there are times when mistakes can be made in the 3E exam.

Angers did not dare to rule out this possibility.

"Norma, are there any abnormalities in Han Qiu's records over the past six months?"

Norma's voice came from the computer: "Principal Ange, there has been no abnormality with Han Qiu in the past six months. He has asked for leave from school twice, once to go out for fun and once to go out for shopping. There are no problems with the relevant monitoring."

"It seems that I worry too much." Angers pondered, then put down the report card, "Please help me call Han Qiu, thank you."

……

"What's going on? The principal actually called me for tea." Han Qiu hung up the phone in confusion.

"This is an honor. Caesar had tea with the principal and was sent to kill the King of Bronze and Fire." Chen Runxi said.

"Come on, let me fight the Dragon King. It's a 37- chance at best." Han Qiu took the key. "In three seconds, he's % full."

"You are too thin. It is impossible for you to be 70% full."

"Then I'll take you with me." Han Qiu closed the door and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Han, I need your help. The principal is looking for me most likely because of my grades, which may involve my bloodline."

"I know." Mr. Han kept an eye on Han Qiu's movements all the time. "Just have a normal chat. Don't worry."

"But my bloodline is different now than when I first entered school."

"If this is really a problem, I will solve it. Don't worry, just show off your excellence."

"Will nothing really happen?" Han Qiu was still a little worried.

"No, Finkel's 'A' grade bloodline is of a very low level. There is no shortage of students in Kassel Academy whose grades are higher than their bloodline ratings. The better you perform, the higher your grade will be. In the future, you will be assigned with very difficult tasks and be able to participate in those things."

"Why can't I just do it like last time?"

“…Not every mission is in the United States.”

"Yes."

After some communication, Han Qiu unknowingly arrived outside the principal's office.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when Angers voice came from the office: "Come in directly."

Han Qiu turned the hand that was knocking on the door and turned the handle, then pushed the door open.

"Principal," he said politely.

The office is decorated very simply. There is only a computer, an ashtray and a photo frame on the large desk.

With such a small amount of stuff, you need a desk that can accommodate four or five computers.

It is a bit of a waste, but think about it, the principal should also have the status of a principal.

With his back to the computer, there was an empty chair next to the desk, as if prepared for him.

Ange sat in front of the computer and smiled at him, "Sit down."

"Okay, Principal." Han Qiu sat down safely. "Um... Principal, didn't you say we wanted some tea?"

"That's just a vague way of expressing myself. I'm here to talk to you about something else." Angers pushed the transcript in front of Han Qiu. "You must have seen your transcript, right?"

"Yeah." Han Qiu nodded.

"How do you think of your performance?"

Han Qiu hesitated, "Do you want to hear the truth, Principal?"

"You said."

"I think I am an 'S' grade. I did better than Lu Mingfei."

Ange was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are quite good at joking. Okay, let me tell you directly, your performance is not at the level of a 'C' grade. At present, it is impossible to tell whether it is because of the wrong judgment of bloodline level or you have developed your own abilities very well."

"Hmm... I'm not sure. Maybe I work harder than usual."

"It's a good thing to work hard." Ange took out a tape recorder from a drawer, "but it should be rewarded."

"I think it's necessary to conduct another bloodline assessment on you." He took out another pair of earplugs, some white paper and a pen.

Han Qiu understood what Ange meant, "Principal, are you going to supervise the exam yourself?"

"Yes, this is simpler and won't waste each other's time. If it weren't for the bloodline rating issue, I would consider raising your level in the academy. Of course, not now."

"I understand." Han Qiu picked up the pen, "Principal, let's start."

"Let's start." Ange put on his earphones and pressed the button on the recorder.

As the dragon characters came out one after another, Han Qiu closed his eyes, held the pen and began to draw strange symbols on the paper.

Han Qiu was not the one doing all this, he handed over the control of his body and let Mr. Han deal with the current situation.

As long as he wants, he can interrupt his current behavior at any time.

This is what I learned from my interactions with Mr. Han. In order for Mr. Han to control this body, he needs Han Qiu's cooperation. The dominant party is still Han Qiu, not Mr. Han.

The time when he sneaked to wake up Constantine, Han Qiu was not familiar with these things, so he did whatever Mr. Han said.

Ange suddenly pressed the pause button and took off his earplugs at the same time, and the tip of the pen in Han Qiu's hand broke.

Han Qiu's forehead was covered with sweat, and he managed a smile: "I fainted during the 3E exam. I'm sorry, principal, I broke your pen."

"Listen more and you will naturally adapt." Angers took the papers, squinted his eyes and read through them, then said, "There is no problem with the previous bloodline rating."

"Then... can my level in the academy be adjusted?" Han Qiu asked.

"I told you, not now. Are you clear about the relationship between the academy level and the bloodline rating?"

"I've talked about it in class." Han Qiu said, "Generally speaking, the higher the bloodline rating, the stronger the corresponding abilities, which will make the college level higher. However, there are also people with high bloodline ratings who cannot exert the corresponding abilities, such as...Fingal. There are also people who can exert extraordinary levels, such as some non-combatants. Although their bloodlines are not very high and their physical strength is relatively low, they are very good at research. For this reason, their college level will also be adjusted upward."

"Yes, it seems that you are really serious in class. Everyone has different talents, and slaying a dragon is not just about fighting, but also about logistics and research." Ange took out another document from the drawer, "Based on your performance, my current assessment of you can raise your level in the academy to 'B'. But the specific implementation requires a mission test."

"Task?"

"Yes, there has been a serial murder case that lasted for several months in Stockholm, Sweden. From the information we have, it is very likely that the murderer is a mixed-race person, not an ordinary person, so the local police have not been able to solve the case."

"It turns out that we have to act as the world's police."

"We have to take care of the disasters brought by the hybrids. Otherwise, these secrets will be discovered by ordinary people sooner or later."

"I understand, Principal." Han Qiu's eyes stayed on the file bag. "If I complete this task, can I become a 'B' grade?"

"Correct."

"I accept the mission, Headmaster."

"Very good. I admire your decisiveness." Angers pushed the file bag in front of Han Qiu. "I also like the way you talk. You are very smart. You even understand what I mean without me having to finish speaking."

"I can't help it, Principal. I have lived alone for many years. If I hadn't learned to be smarter, I might not be alive today."

"This mission is B-level. Considering that we don't know the murderer's bloodline information, the exact mission rating will not be determined until the mission is completed. So, for safety reasons, I have also arranged another classmate. In other words, you are actually participating in this mission as an auxiliary personnel. After all, your words are also very suitable for searching." Angé said.

"Another one? Since it's for safety, he should be a very powerful being, right, Caesar?"

"You guessed half right. It's Chu Zihang."

Senior brother!

Han Qiu was ecstatic.

"Thank you, principal!"

"Thank you for your efforts, no need to thank me."