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

The power of words and cause and effect is not about making people forget a certain person or a certain event.

Instead, it seals the memories of a particular person or event within the Nibelungen world, keeping them separate from the real world.

— *Dragon Raja Words of Power: Identifying Words of Power in the Beginner Stage*

Having exited the Nibelungen world, the lights in the cabin came on once more!

Professor Stanlundberg looked down at the line of small characters on the bottom of the bronze box and murmured in confusion:

"Chu Tianjiao? The principal?"

"Who is Chu Tianjiao? A friend of the principal?"

Ye Sheng felt a throbbing pain in his head, so he raised his hand to rub his temples and approached Professor Stanlundberg, asking, "Professor, what's wrong?"

“Nothing much, maybe I’m just getting old and my memory is failing,” Professor Stanlundberg silently placed the bronze box on the seat behind him. “How much longer until we reach the Gattuso family?”

Ye Sheng glanced at the hands of his wristwatch. "Two hours to go."

“Okay, I’ll rest for a bit. Call me when we get there,” Professor Stanlundbergh said, then used the hem of his robe to cover the bronze box again…

Beiping, "villa".

Ye Jingchen was installing Norton on a computer, spending over ten thousand yuan to get a fairly good configuration for it.

The 1060 graphics card from that era was so outdated that even in 2025, some people were still trying to use it to compete with other graphics cards.

Ye Jingchen originally planned to equip Norton with a 580 graphics card, since playing StarCraft doesn't require much graphics card power, and the integrated graphics of the CPU would be sufficient.

"Norton, screwdriver." Ye Jingchen squatted in front of the computer case. The motherboard and other internal components were already installed. Now he was setting up the red, yellow, blue, and green LED lights and the case fans.

Norton handed the screwdriver to Ye Jingchen, saying dismissively:

"Why not just use the Word of Power: Sword Control to control the screw turning? Using a screwdriver is completely unnecessary."

“You all need to get used to using words less now. You, Constantine, and Fenrir all need to learn this from Xia Mi.”

"A subconscious reliance on the power of words can easily expose your identity as the Dragon King in human society, bringing unnecessary trouble."

"All done." After Ye Jingchen finished screwing in the screws, he patted the computer case, picked it up, and stuffed it into Norton's arms.

"Alright, Norton, go have some fun!" Ye Jingchen patted Norton on the shoulder. "The monitor upstairs is all set up. Remember to plug the DP cable into the graphics card, not into the motherboard connector. Otherwise, it will use the integrated graphics, and you'll be using it for decades while the graphics card is still practically new."

Ye Jingchen: "Also, during this period, I will call you Old Tang and your younger brother Little Tang."

"Understood." Norton maintained his aloof demeanor, leading Constantine upstairs, and the two brothers began their e-sports journey...

Xia Mi, however, made up for her lack of talent with diligence. She sat at the desk by the window, studying "Introduction to Advanced Calculus". While browsing the "Kassel College Campus Forum", she heard that Kassel College would actually test basic advanced mathematics knowledge. Startled, Xia Mi immediately began to review advanced mathematics knowledge. After playing for so long, she had forgotten many concepts and formulas.

Fenrir, on the other hand, didn't have many worries. Wearing flip-flops, he lay on the sofa, a can of soda in one hand and a bag of potato chips in the other, eating snacks and watching TV, completely untroubled.

The four Dragon Kings were thus arranged.

Ye Jingchen turned to look at Chu Zihang, who was dressed in a black cloak. Ye Jingchen had many feelings about Chu Zihang, after all, when they first met, they had personally choked Chu Zihang unconscious at the abandoned parking lot and thrown him on the ground.

"Are you going back? Your mother must be looking for you everywhere," Ye Jingchen asked Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang removed the hood of his black cloak, revealing his blue hair. Looking into Ye Jingchen's eyes, his expression remained impassive as he spoke in a flat tone:

"I can't go back."

"My father, Chu Tianjiao, and I have both been forgotten by the world."

“I’ve visited my teachers, classmates, friends, and even my mother; they’ve all forgotten me.”

"I must figure this out, solve this problem, I'm going to Kassel College!"

Ye Jingchen raised his hand and touched his chin, glancing at Chu Zihang and saying, "So, you and Chu Tianjiao went your separate ways? Didn't he write you a letter of recommendation for Kassel College?"

Chu Zihang: "No, he told me to just find you. He said you're an SSS-level executor from Kassel College, so you'll definitely have a way."

And as it turns out, my father was right; you haven't forgotten me.

Chu Zihang had vaguely sensed that something was amiss. For example, he discovered that anyone who still remembered him was a monster.

Looking into Ye Jingchen's eyes, Chu Zihang thought to himself, "Only monsters like you in human skin can have memories unaffected."

"Chu Zihang, you can come with us to Kassel College." Ye Jingchen nodded and added, "But we'll have to wait a while. In the meantime, let those mixed-race families fight amongst themselves for a bit. Once things have calmed down, it'll be easier to do anything."

Chu Zihang: "I understand, thank you!"

After speaking with Chu Zihang, Ye Jingchen turned to look at Chen Motong and Jiu Deya.

Chen Motong lay back in her chair, legs crossed, browsing the Kassel College forum on her phone. She keenly noticed that the forum's tone had changed significantly.

Recently, the forum has been filled with posts and photos about Caesar, most of which showcase his economic power and other talents he has cultivated since childhood, such as playing the violin and piano while wearing a black tailcoat, presenting him as a typical nobleman.

In any case, Caesar's posts completely crushed Ye Jingchen's previous posts.

Even Ye Jingchen's previous posts that were particularly popular were deleted, even though they had been pinned to the top.

For example, in the post titled "Biography of the First Person to Kill the Bat Dragon in Japan," the image at the time was of Ye Jingchen riding on the back of the Bat Dragon, captured by the artificial intelligence Norma.

"Ye Jingchen, those popular posts of yours on the school forum have all been deleted by someone." Chen Motong stood up and pointed her phone screen at Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen didn't think much of it when he heard this; he didn't really care about these things anyway.

However, this naturally reminded him of someone: Fingel, a person even more secretive than a professional paparazzi.

Ye Jingchen's inner monologue: "After all, I tricked him at the airport last time, so let it go."

Thinking of this, Ye Jingchen smiled and said to Chen Motong, "I know who deleted it, but there's no need to cause them any trouble."

Chen Motong stared wide-eyed at Ye Jingchen, momentarily incredulous. In her stereotypical view of Ye Jingchen, she had always thought he was a vindictive person.

Chen Motong's inner monologue: "Has Ye Jingchen undergone a gender swap?"

Ye Jingchen looked at Jiu Deya, who was writing furiously. Jiu Deya was writing a report titled "Summary of the Completion of the Kuimen Project Executor Mission".

Ye Jingchen looked at Jiu Deya, "You're already starting to write the report?"

Jiu Deya looked up at Ye Jingchen, smiled faintly, and said, "Haha, yes, Commissioner Ye, the Kassel College Executive Department has already issued a notice that the mission is over."

For executors like us, below S level and at B level, we are required to submit a task summary as soon as possible.

"Oh, I see." Ye Jingchen nodded, then continued, "So when do you plan to return to the Executive Department of Kassel College to report for duty?"

Shude Aki raised her hand and tucked her slightly messy white bangs behind her ear. "I'll follow orders, whatever you say."

Although the mission is now over, Commissioner Ye will still be my primary direct superior.

“Then let’s go to Kassel College together then. I’ve been thinking of visiting Kassel College myself,” Ye Jingchen replied to Jiu Deya.

Shude Aki nodded and continued writing her report. However, when she wrote about Chu Zihang, she suddenly felt an extremely strong resistance in the pen she was holding!

The pen suddenly stopped, and the paper report began to flutter without any wind.

The characters on it began to show gilded patterns, radiating a molten gold luster!

She saw fine bronze patterns appearing on the report paper, patterns that formed the dragon pattern that only appeared during the 3E exam for hybrids.

Each image oozes a silvery-white liquid.

The liquid flowed across the paper, outlining a floor plan of the underground ice cellar at Kassel College.

“Commissioner Ye…” She looked up, only to find that Ye Jingchen had already turned and walked towards the window.

Moonlight streamed through the glass, illuminating his profile. His face, which always wore a cynical smile, now appeared exceptionally cold and aloof.

Outside the window, a crow landed on a branch.

Its eyes gleamed with a bronze sheen, and within its scarlet pupils were slits like those of a ninja dart.

It held an ice crystal die between its beaks.

The moment Ye Jingchen locked eyes with the crow, it was as if he saw a scene deep within the Nibelung roots reflected in its pupils:

Chu Tianjiao was burning archives in front of the murals in the Bronze City, and in the firelight, fragments of pages bearing the words "Project Candle Dragon" floated by.

"Interesting," Ye Jingchen murmured to himself.

The black vortex in his left eye swirled slightly, and the crow suddenly exploded into a cloud of black mist. The ice crystal dice fell to the ground and shattered, revealing a bronze core engraved with dragon patterns on its inner layer.

Chen Motong suddenly clutched her chest.

Her golden eyes lit up uncontrollably, and the reflection of the clock tower of Kassel College appeared in her pupils.

At the top of the clock tower, Frost was inserting a bronze key into the keyhole, the dragon patterns on the key teeth identical to those on the Chronicle of Wine.

"Did you all sense it?" Ye Jingchen turned to look at everyone. "A...familiar aura."

Chu Zihang's pupils contracted slightly.

He saw his shadow twisting on the ground, turning into the shape of an ouroboros.

The feeling was like being in an abandoned parking lot—suffocating, yet it also felt as if something was about to burst forth from the depths of his memory.

“It’s the Word of Power: Causality,” Xia Mi said. She instantly recognized the method, then closed her advanced mathematics textbook. Her voice carried a serious tone. “Someone is trying to… tamper with reality. When Senior Sister Jiu Deya tried to record things about Chu Zihang, she triggered the Word of Power: Causality. Hybrids with low bloodlines are easily restricted by this Word of Power.”

Fenrir suddenly sat up from the sofa. He unconsciously clenched the bag of potato chips in his hand, scattering crumbs of the puffed food all over the floor.

The Dragon King, who always had a simple, honest smile, now had a solemn expression, and the golden eyes reflected the glow of the murals in the Bronze City.

“Brother…” Constantine’s voice came from upstairs, carrying the trembling tone of a bronze chime, “The image on the computer screen… has changed.”

Upon hearing this, Norton, who was in the bathroom, rushed out and pushed open the door.

He approached Constantine, looking into his brother's hand at the deformed mouse, the screen displaying a bizarre image:

The dome of the Hall of Heroes at Kassel College is collapsing, and the central coffin among the five bronze coffins is slowly opening, revealing a dense network of alchemical circuits inside.

Norton reached out and patted Constantine's head, reassuring him, "It's alright, this has nothing to do with us."

In the living room, Ye Jingchen's left eye suddenly flashed with a bright light.

The black vortex rotated counterclockwise, enveloping the entire room.

In the absolute darkness, the crowd heard the sound of bronze gears meshing, as if a giant armillary sphere were in operation.

"It seems our itinerary needs to be moved up," Ye Jingchen's voice rang out in the darkness. "Someone... can't wait any longer. This place seems to have been discovered by the Zhou family."

When the darkness dissipated, the scene in the room made everyone gasp.

The walls are covered with bronze patterns that form the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Era.

A 3D holographic projection of Chu Tianjiao appeared at the center of the array. He was burning files deep within the Nibelungen, and on the torn pages floating in the firelight were written:

"Project Candle Dragon: Using the power of words and causality to alter reality and recreate a world without the history of the Black King..."

“So,” Chu Zihang gripped the Murasame blade tightly, its surface gleaming with a bronze sheen, “my father has been…doing one thing.”

“That’s right, Chu Tianjiao is trying to stop this plan,” Ye Jingchen interrupted him, “but now, he needs help.”

Chen Motong suddenly let out a gasp.

On her phone screen, the Kassel College forum page was distorted, and all the posts about Caesar had turned into pictures of the Bronze City murals.

In the photograph, Frost is inserting a bronze key into the lock of Valhalla.

Upon witnessing this scene, Ye Jingchen thought to himself, "Someone is deliberately revealing secrets about the Gattuso family's operations to us! Who could it be? Which Dragon King?"

"Time is running out." Ye Jingchen walked towards the door. "Pack your things, we're leaving tonight."

Just then, the roar of a helicopter rotor suddenly came from outside the window.

The beam of the searchlight pierced through the glass, illuminating the bronze patterns in the room.

A familiar voice came through the loudspeaker:

"Ye Jingchen, this is Angers. I think we need to talk about the Kuimen Project."

Hearing the sound, Ye Jingchen rushed out onto the balcony, bent his knees slightly, and jumped onto the rooftop. He looked up at Principal Angers, who was standing in the helicopter with his hands on his hips, and said calmly:

“Talking is fine, but I didn’t expect you, Headmaster, to come in person. We were just thinking of going to Kassel College.”

Angers chuckled, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and smiled:

"Oh, so it seems I've arrived at the perfect time?"