Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Inside the secret safe room.

Chu Tianjiao led his son, Chu Zihang, to this place.

The hidden mechanism on the liquor shelf in front of them had been activated, and the Black King's Egg inside the secret room had disappeared.

Chu Tianjiao's face turned deathly pale instantly!

It felt like the sky had fallen.

Chu Zihang's gaze was drawn to the weapons on the wall of firearms and ammunition!

All kinds of weapons are available.

He noticed Chu Tianjiao's unusual expression and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Was a gun stolen?"

"So what if the gun was stolen!" Chu Tianjiao shook his head. "Forget it, don't get involved in this. I'll take you back."

"No!" Chu Zihang refused outright. He would not leave Chu Tianjiao until he understood everything.

Of course, once he truly understood, he was even less willing to go back to being an ordinary person.

Chu Zihang: "What exactly happened on that overpass?"

Chu Tianjiao smiled helplessly: "What happened doesn't matter anymore. Odin won't be coming to find us for the time being."

Chu Zihang: "Odin? The king of the gods in Norse mythology?"

Chu Tianjiao scoffed, "Tch, King of Gods? More like King of Rebels!"

Chu Zihang: "The King of Rebellion... whom did He betray?"

Chu Tianjiao's expression instantly turned solemn: "Black King Nidhogg!"

After saying that, Chu Tianjiao turned around and took out a mini phonograph from the bedside table.

Chu Tianjiao stared directly into Chu Zihang's eyes, as if peering into his son's soul. "Son, have you thought this through? This is a path of no return!"

Chu Zihang looked at the mini phonograph and frowned slightly for a moment, but still nodded.

Chu Tianjiao placed the mini phonograph on the table. "You have already experienced the real world. It is obviously impossible for you to return to the false world created by dragons and hybrids."

Chu Tianjiao handed Chu Zihang a pen and a blank sheet of paper. "Son, it's my turn now."

"Chu Tianjiao, an S-level executive officer from Kassel College, is conducting the 3E exam for newcomer Chu Zihang!"

Chu Zihang murmured, "Exam?"

Chu Tianjiao pressed the power button on the mini phonograph!

A bell rang out with a "dong"!

"When you hear the bell, kneel down!" — Nicolas Flamel.

"Word of Power: Emperor!"

(Sequence 0. Bloodline Origin: Black King.)

After the bell tolled, came the long, drawn-out roar of the dragon…

Chu Zihang's golden eyes, which had been flickering, suddenly lit up!

he saw...

Chu Tianjiao knew that Chu Zihang had fallen into spiritual vision. Chu Zihang's spiritual vision was very quiet and there were no strange movements.

Chu Tianjiao watched as Chu Zihang was drawing a pattern with a pen!

A pattern...

Chu Tianjiao clenched his fists and silently chanted in his heart, "I have the C-grade bloodline, keep it up!"

Two patterns...

Chu Tianjiao: "I've got a B-grade bloodline! Let's go again!"

He had only drawn half of the third pattern when Chu Zihang suddenly collapsed to the ground, dropping the pen from his hand...

"A generous gift crab! It clearly has the potential of an A-grade bloodline, so why did it stop at B.5?"

Seeing this, Chu Tianjiao pressed the switch on the mini phonograph to turn off the Dragon's Roar, quickly bent down, helped Chu Zihang up, and pinched Chu Zihang's philtrum.

Shaking Chu Zihang's head, "Son, wake up!"

Chu Zihang first felt an itch in his philtrum.

Then he heard Chu Tianjiao calling out.

Finally, he groggily opened his eyes and looked at Chu Tianjiao's face. Seeing Chu Tianjiao's anxious expression, Chu Zihang asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Did I fail the exam?"

Chu Tianjiao exclaimed excitedly, "You passed! You passed! You did very well!"

Chu Zihang is a meticulous person, which is good. Just how good is he?

Chu Zihang: "Converted to percentages, approximately how many points would that be?"

Chu Tianjiao's eyes darted around in their sockets, a barely perceptible glint flashing in them: "75 points!"

"Son, you have A-grade bloodline! Truly worthy of being my son, Chu Tianjiao's son! Fantastic!"

When a phrase like "Truly worthy of being my xx" appears, the former is often considered superior to the latter.

Chu Zihang looked at Chu Tianjiao with a serious expression, "Then what level of bloodline do you have?"

Chu Tianjiao shrugged. "I'm fine with it. Don't take things like bloodline too seriously."

Chu Zihang said impatiently, "Just say it directly, don't beat around the bush like this, I can handle it."

"S-grade bloodline," Chu Tianjiao said calmly, a rare occurrence.

Hearing this reply, Chu Zihang had no doubts and continued to ask curiously, "Is there any loss in passing on bloodlines to future generations, with each generation being worse than the last?"

“I haven’t heard of that before. I think… it might be because your mother was an ordinary person, which diluted your bloodline.” Chu Tianjiao said, raising his hand to touch his chin.

"By the way, son, what is the Word of Power you have awakened?"

"Sensing the power of words is very simple. After I completed the 3E exam, the power of words automatically appeared in my mind."

After hearing Chu Tianjiao's words, Chu Zihang closed his eyes and began to meditate. "I saw a red throne, and a red dragon sat on it."

"Coming from the heights of Babylon..."

"I can't finish reading it, I feel it's dangerous."

"It is the king's wrath..."

Upon hearing Chu Zihang's description, Chu Tianjiao instantly understood what was going on. He clapped his hands and exclaimed excitedly:

"That's wonderful, son!"

"You have awakened the high-risk Word of Power - Lord's Flame!"

"This power of words is extremely terrifying!"

"Alright, son, let's go!"

"You have awakened the power of words, you can go slay the dragon now!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

"Shouldn't we practice beforehand?"

Chu Tianjiao pulled Chu Zihang along, turned and walked towards the wall of weapons, picking up firearms and ammunition. "Practice makes perfect. Pre-training is not for us!"

Chu Tianjiao slung an AK-47 across Chu Zihang's shoulder and asked, "Have you ever played FPS games?"

Chu Zihang shook his head. "I don't play much."

Chu Tianjiao: "It's alright!"

"This thing is incredibly powerful!"

"It can launch normally even in the most extreme and adverse environments!"

As Chu Tianjiao spoke, he picked up an ammunition box. "Come on, help me carry this ammunition to the trunk of the Maybach!"

"Let's pull off a big heist!"

Chu Zihang: "You even have a rocket launcher?"

Chu Tianjiao: "That's normal. Some Deadpools are so tough that it's hard to break through their hard scales with a semi-automatic rifle."

"The rocket launcher is just the right power; it can blast them to pieces!"

Chu Zihang, carrying a green-painted wooden crate filled to the brim with hand grenades, asked curiously, "Are we going to empty this place out?"

Chu Tianjiao: "Just bring a little bit, otherwise the trunk won't be able to hold it all."

In ten minutes, the Maybach was ready...

Chu Zihang: "Are you planning to go into that overpass shrouded in black mist? Didn't you just run out of there?"

"Start the engine!" Chu Tianjiao slammed on the gas pedal, letting the wind whip his blue hair around, and laughed:

"Guess it?"