Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

Tian paused slightly, turned to look at him, and said in a detached tone, "I don't need to have much interaction with academy life."

“But,” Lu Mingfei frowned and continued, “we are, after all, part of the academy. It’s always a good thing to get along well with everyone, right? Don’t you feel lonely always being so alone?”

Tian didn't answer immediately, but narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the distant teaching building. His voice remained calm, yet carried a subtle sense of detachment, "I'm used to being alone, and I don't need to change."

Lu Mingfei wanted to continue persuading Tian, ​​but found that every time he tried to touch Tian's heart, he was blocked by a layer of icy defense. He scratched his head helplessly, thinking: This guy is even colder than Chu Zihang.

Just then, Caesar and Chu Zihang walked over from the other end of the academy. Caesar remained as elegant and confident as ever, his blond hair gleaming in the sunlight, a faint smile playing on his lips. Chu Zihang, on the other hand, appeared even more aloof, his sharp eyes seemingly constantly alert to any movement around him.

"What are you doing wandering around here?" Caesar stepped forward and said jokingly, "It's rare to see Lu Mingfei and Tian walking together. I thought you two didn't get along."

Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly, "I can't help it, I have to try to fit in. Otherwise, I'll really become a burden to you guys."

Caesar chuckled softly, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing, "It's good to have self-awareness."

"But speaking of which, Tian," Caesar turned his gaze to Tian, ​​a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes, "you've been at the academy for a while now, don't you really have any interest in participating in other academy activities? Or perhaps you want to maintain your mystique?"

Tian's gaze remained indifferent. He looked up at Caesar and said calmly, "I don't need to prove anything through these activities."

Caesar raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly. "That's true. However, some relaxation might be good for you."

Chu Zihang stood aside, his gaze calmly sweeping over the group, and said indifferently, "No matter what Tian chooses, his decision should be respected. Everyone in the academy has their own way of doing things."

Lu Mingfei sensed a slight stiffness in the air and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Caesar, have there been any new missions at the academy lately? I've been a little worried that something big might happen."

Caesar shrugged, his tone relaxed. "The academy has indeed been observing the dragons' movements recently, but there are no new missions for the time being. We can relax for a few days and enjoy some rare peace."

"Easier said than done." Lu Mingfei smiled helplessly. "I always feel that calm is just the calm before the storm."

Caesar chuckled softly, "Perhaps, but in any case, learning to enjoy life before a crisis arrives is a kind of wisdom."

The group slowly walked towards the college cafeteria, surrounded by students coming and going, and occasionally their laughter could be heard.

When they entered the dining hall, Caesar, as always, chose a seat closest to the window, where the sunlight bathed him, as if gilding him with gold. He elegantly picked up his knife and fork, his movements practiced and skillful, as if even while eating, he would not lose his aristocratic air.

Lu Mingfei casually picked up a plate, sat down opposite Caesar, and said casually, "Caesar, aren't you tired of being so particular about your meals?"

Caesar smiled slightly, a hint of smugness in his eyes. "Elegance is a habit, Lu Mingfei. You should give it a try."

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, then lowered his head and began to wolf down his food. "I'd better feed myself first."

Chu Zihang remained calm and composed, his plate of food neatly arranged, his movements swift and methodical as he ate. He never spoke much, but his steady demeanor instilled a sense of security in those around him.

Tian sat quietly to one side, his gaze not lingering on anyone, simply eating the food in front of him casually. Although he didn't participate in the conversation, his presence was still extremely strong, as if he were always ready to face the next unpredictable battle.

"Oh, right, Tian," Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered something and turned to ask, "What are your hobbies? Like reading, listening to music, or something?"

Tian raised his head, looked calmly at Lu Mingfei, and said in a detached voice, "I don't need those."

"Ah... that's true. Someone like you who deals with dragons every day probably doesn't have time for this kind of thing." Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly, feeling a pang of regret for Tian's loneliness.

Caesar suddenly interjected with interest, "However, some people may seem cold and ruthless, but they may still have their own preferences, right? I've always felt that Tian is a complex person."

Ignoring Caesar's teasing, the heavens simply said, "My preferences are none of your business."

Chu Zihang glanced at the sky and said softly, "Everyone has their own way. You don't need to integrate into the academy's life, but you can relax occasionally."

Although brief, the sentence carried an undeniable concern. Lu Mingfei noticed that Tian's expression shifted slightly; though the change was subtle, he knew that Chu Zihang's words might have touched a hidden corner of Tian's heart.

Sunlight streamed onto the lawn at Kassel College. Although the college bore the responsibility of fighting against the dragons, the students' daily lives were filled with the atmosphere of an ordinary campus. In the classrooms, students struggled with exams, while on the playground, students could often be seen conducting physical training and spirit word tests.

Tian stood on the second floor of the academy's library, looking out the window at the scene outside. Although he was in this academy, he always felt out of place in its atmosphere. He had no friends, nor did he need to fit in—his heart had long been occupied by the shadow of the dragon race, and the academy was merely a stop on his journey.

"Tian! Are you up there?" Lu Mingfei's shout came from downstairs, breaking Tian's brief reverie.

Tian frowned slightly, but still turned and walked downstairs. He soon saw Lu Mingfei running towards him, followed by Chu Zihang and Caesar.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Mingfei asked breathlessly.

"It's nothing," Tian replied casually.

Lu Mingfei shrugged helplessly. "You really have always been this cold."

Caesar approached with a smile, his tone teasing, "Hey, even though you always go it alone, this time we really have to do something together."

"What is it?" Tian asked coldly.

Chu Zihang replied, "The academy has prepared a battle simulation to improve our strength against the dragons through Word of Power training. Our group of four has been assigned together."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei looked at Tian with some unease, worried that Tian would refuse to cooperate. After all, this person's involvement in academy life was far too low.

"A mission is a mission, I have no objection," Tian replied calmly.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest. "Great! With the four of us together, I doubt anyone can beat us."

Caesar chuckled softly. "Don't get too excited yet. The simulation training is no simple matter. Moreover, this simulation will incorporate residual dragon energy as interference."

The preparation area for the simulation training is located in the academy's underground training base.

As the four stood at the entrance to the training room, the air was filled with a sense of oppression. The high walls of the training base were covered with runes, which could suppress the energy of the dragons and at the same time provide a better environment for the release of incantations.

Holding the training equipment the academy had given him, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask, "This training... it's not much like real combat, is it?"

Chu Zihang gave him a cold look. "This is the most realistic training we've ever conducted to fight against the dragons. You'd better concentrate."

Caesar shrugged. "This mission is indeed more difficult than the usual simulations, but with Tian here, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Training begins.

In the center of the arena, the light dimmed, and the simulation device began to operate. A dragon-like aura permeated the air, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"This is the residual energy of the dragon race." Tian's voice remained calm, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He was extremely familiar with this aura; it was as if every time he came into contact with it, it would awaken some kind of power deep within him.

The opponents in the training are simulated dragon combat puppets. Although these puppets do not possess the true power of dragons, they can mimic the attack methods and aura of dragons. This makes each confrontation feel like a real battle.