Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 331 Wang Yi's European Trip

1936, mid-July, King's Cross Station, London.

Flamel Isaac Taber, who had long been recognized as the number one in the Western alien circle and the then president of Flamel Academy, the number one academy in the Western alien circle, was standing in front of the platform looking forward to it, and behind him were the students who were preparing to enter Flamel Academy at the beginning of the school year.

These teachers naturally understood who their dean was waiting for, so they did not say much. However, the student teams they brought with them were all extremely curious.

They have witnessed the ability of their dean. Every year when new students enter the school and old students graduate, their dean will show his little skills to make them understand why he is given the name Flamel.

Because of his family background, his status, and his abilities, all the nobles and royal families in Europe had to give him face.

For a person as well-connected as his own dean, is there anyone worthy of him coming here in person to greet him?

Just as these students were thinking this, the whistle of the train was heard before it entered the station. A moment later, the train entered the station, steam rose, and the door of the first-class carriage opened. They also recognized the people who got off first.

It was Senior Talbert, who had graduated from the college a long time ago and was later rehired back to the college as a tutor, but it was obvious that this was not the person the dean was waiting for.

But they soon saw it.

An invisible gust of wind blew up in the platform, instantly dispersing the steaming mist. Footsteps were heard, and Wang Yi in a black Zhongshan suit and Mr. Lan in a white suit walked out.

The moment Isaac Taber saw Wang Yi, his eyes lit up.

"Wang Yi, old friend, long time no see!"

With a hearty laugh, he gave Wang Yi a big hug.

Wang Yi also took it calmly. As the two of them hugged and patted each other on the back, an invisible air shock wave was released from the two of them, shocking the students and teachers who were watching the excitement around them back.

"Taber, it seems that you benefited a lot in Egypt."

"After seeing the scenery on the top of the mountain, you will always gain something. You are not bad either, Wang Yi."

"Don't praise me. I can't concentrate on studying in such a good environment like you. But what are you doing?"

Wang Yi was not surprised to feel that the extraordinary strength of this Western stranger had also improved. He also noticed the children aged between 7 and 12 behind Isaac Taber.

"Oh, old friend, you've come at a good time. In addition to the Alien Olympics in August in the West, it's also the enrollment season for Flamel College. These are all students who are about to enter school. How about it, are you interested in visiting Flamel College?"

"Is this an academy that specializes in teaching superhuman knowledge and methods? I'm very interested. My friend is with me. Can he go too?"

"Since you are my friend, then it's fine. Well, Talbot, it's almost time. Take the children and prepare to board the bus."

"Okay, teacher."

Talbert, who had been beaten by Wang Yiyi on the Embassy Street in Beijing, also began to call on his colleagues to lead the children to the platform for boarding.

Wang Yi and Mr. Lan followed Isaac Taber. Both of them looked at everything in front of them with a sightseeing attitude, but in different ways.

Although Mr. Lan was a progressive person in the national government and wanted the country to be strong and prosperous and on par with the European and American powers, as a person of that era, while he had this desire, he also had a sense of inferiority.

After all, this is not his first time to come to Europe. Looking at the buildings in front of him and comparing them with the infrastructure in the Republic of China, his eyes and expression are revealing a message: can the Republic of China really be as good as the European and American powers?
It's not his fault. After a hundred years of humiliation, the backbone of the Chinese people has been broken. It is extremely difficult to reconnect them. Otherwise, how could there be so many exquisite and sophisticated products in this era.

Because they saw the world outside the Republic of China, and the moment they saw it, they were filled with despair and fell to their knees.

Wang Yi was a different story. He was also curious, but his eyes were fixed on the platform numbers, one after another, and on the students in front of him who turned back from time to time to look at him curiously. He was not as cautious as Chinese people of this era when going abroad.

I just don't fit in among the crowd.

Just like the jokes left on the social software "Music Note" in later generations.

When visiting the U.S. military base in South Korea, the locals did not need to check their identities and could enter as they pleased. However, before Liuzi even reached the door, he was stopped by the U.S. military and asked to show his Chinese ID.

Liuzi was puzzled and asked how they knew I was Chinese.
The US troops stationed in South Korea replied: "Because only the Chinese see us this way."

Wang Yi's current attitude is probably the same as that of the group of overseas Chinese in the 21st century. He has nothing to feel inferior about. Instead, he looks at this building that frequently appears in public intellectuals' reading materials like a certain Lin, wondering what he is thinking.

"Wang, what are you looking at?"

Isaac Taber noticed Wang Yi's expression and asked with interest.

"Oh, I was just watching how you send these kids to your school, a school that only accepts mutants. There has to be some magical operation, right? You know, like your Norse mythology Nibelungenlied or King Arthur's Legend of the Lake Fairy, find an ordinary platform and then bump into it, and then, welcome to the real world or something..."

"Hahaha, Wang, you really should become a writer with your imagination. You do have some skills in space, but if you say you use space to create a small world, that's just taking it for granted, just like when we found the legendary ancient Egyptian city of Hamunaptra in Egypt. It has always been there, but we just lacked a way to find it. The same is true for Flamel College. It's just not open to the public, but that doesn't mean it can be hidden. Okay, the car is coming."

Just as Taber was explaining to Wang Yi, they also arrived at Platform 9. Wang Yi also noticed that they seemed to be the only ones waiting for the bus near this platform. The passengers around them were gradually walking away. From a distance, it seemed as if there was a layer of unclear fog between them and where Wang Yi and his friends were.

A train drove into the platform silently and stopped in front of everyone.

The freshmen who were yearning for this highest institution in the European alien circle also began to board the bus in batches under the guidance of their teachers, and their voices reached Wang Yi's ears one by one.

"Fingal von Frings, Class A, please go to the first class carriage."

"Alexander Vitovich Popov, Class A, First Class..."

Following the sound, I saw that the children assigned to the A-class first-class carriage, and the B- and C-class second-class carriages were generally in a good mood. However, the children assigned to the D-class, E-class, and F-class third-class carriages had depressed expressions, dull eyes, and boarded the train dejectedly.

Were we divided into different classes right from the time we entered school? Is this how it works?
Wang Yi frowned and turned to look at Isaac Taber. Obviously, he also did not approve of the way of boarding the bus according to classes before entering school, but he could only remain as he was and pretend that he saw nothing.

After everyone was on board, the train started, carrying the descendants of aliens from various European families to Flamel College.

The train left London. In the special carriage where Wang Yi and his companions were, Wang Yi ate his food and looked at Isaac Tubber, who was sitting opposite him, without saying a word. Tubber was also uncomfortable with Wang Yi's stare.

Wang Yi didn't know much about Isaac Taber, the top figure in the Western supernatural circle, but he knew Zhang Zhiwei. A guy who could be recognized by Zhang Zhiwei was naturally a man of great virtue. A respected elder could not fail to see the problems brought about by the class division of new students.

So he was waiting for Isaac Taber to speak and tell him the real purpose of inviting Wang Yi to visit the Western Inhuman Circle Olympics.

"King, is it necessary to keep staring at me like this?"

"I'm waiting for you to tell me the reason. I don't think the visit of a special guest like me should be free."

"Alas, I really can't hide anything from you."

When Isaac Taber spoke, Mr. Lan, who was in the same carriage, left his seat and went to the connection between the carriages to smoke and enjoy the scenery. Only Wang Yi and Isaac Taber were left in the special carriage. He also told Wang Yi the real purpose of inviting Wang Yi this time.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is still a problem between extraordinary people and ordinary people, that is, the population red line of extraordinary people.

The number of extraordinary people is generally smaller than that of ordinary people. This is a consensus from ancient times to the present, both in China and abroad. Moreover, the union of extraordinary people does not mean that the offspring born will definitely be extraordinary people. They can also be ordinary people. The probability is 50-50.

But this probability is not impossible to break. As long as there are enough aliens gathered, even forming a country or a social group, the probability of aliens combining with each other to give birth to alien offspring will be greatly increased. Therefore, whenever such signs appear in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, the regime at the time will take a series of repressive actions.

For example, there was the witch-hunting movement in medieval Europe and the Three Wus and One Zong anti-Buddhist incident in China.

In these years of struggle and coexistence, a consensus was reached that foreigners could establish political power but could not regard themselves as foreigners, like Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu, a fortune-teller, or King Arthur of Great Britain, who was surrounded by all kinds of mysterious legends but could not be linked to foreigners.

It's not so bad in China. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's saying "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species?" and Huang Chao's trampling on the bones of officials and ministers in the streets at the end of the Tang Dynasty have put the theory of bloodline created by the aristocratic families to rest. The circle of extraordinary people is more based on the inheritance of sects, and there are very few aristocratic families, just a few of them.

But it's different in Europe. The new head of state in Germany is a guy who advocates bloodline theory and Aryan supremacy. This has caused some concerns for the alien families in Europe.

Since the German leader can advocate the supremacy of the Aryans, why can't he go a step further and advocate the supremacy of the Inhumans? Who says that we, the Inhuman family, can't be Aryans? Honorary Aryans are also Aryans!
Under this undercurrent, the first to suffer was Flamel College, where Isaac Taber was the president.

When this academy was first established, it enrolled not only the descendants of alien families, but also young aliens whose parents were ordinary people but who had the talent for cultivation. This provided them with a path to cultivation instead of being monopolized by the alien families in Europe. Even Isaac Taber himself achieved what he has today because of the educational policy of Flamel Academy.

"But aren't you named Flamel?" Wang Yi asked.

"It was later that the old men from the academy traced my family's origins and found that we were distant relatives of Flamel. The blood relationship was so shallow that even I suspected that they were fooling me. But that's how it is in Europe. If you really want to look for it, it's hard not to find someone who is not related, so I was stuck."

When Isaac Taber talked about this, his expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.

Continuing from the above, because the German leader openly advocated the theory of bloodline, the old stubborn people in Flamel College had some ideas. They began to exclude those students whose parents were ordinary people but they themselves were extraordinary people. The first to suffer was the class division that Wang Yi had just seen.

At the beginning, the grade division was based on the students' talents and personal abilities, but there was no first, second, or third grade distinction between carriages and the like. After entering the academy, Isaac Taber would assign tutors based on the student rating files and teach them according to their aptitude.

And this grade rating is not impossible to improve. The assessments every academic year and some tasks assigned by the college can improve the students' grades, and then there will be corresponding welfare subsidies.

But now, the rating of the first, second and third class carriages has changed from talent and personal ability to family background, and the number of places for annual assessments to upgrade students' grades is very limited, almost to the point of non-existence.

"Why would I, as the dean of a college, who is not only very busy but also has a lot of things to do, come to the station to pick you up? If I'm not here to watch over them personally, they will keep me in the dark about the assignment of tutors. But this won't work. If we continue like this, the college will definitely have big problems. I can't watch the college become a school controlled by the alien family. This goes against the original intention of the great tutor Flamel to establish this school. So, Wang, I need your help. I need you to help me break the impasse!"

"reason."

"First, you are a Chinese, a Chinese they look down upon. Second, you are strong enough, so strong that I don't think I can defeat you, let alone those old men in the academy. Third, the information shows that you are not a student of one of those alien families or similar schools in China. Your teacher is a guy who is defined as a sorcerer here, and his level is not very high.

Only you can shut up those old men in the academy and allow me to get the academy back on track. They have no reason to stop me from doing so! I can't do that myself, because I have been given the name Flamel, and they can use it to attack me whether they want to or not."

Wang nodded. This was indeed a way out of the impasse. Flamel had no control over political affairs, and it was not his responsibility, but he had to stop the trend of bloodline theory in Flamel College.

"I knew this trip abroad wouldn't be so easy. You can ask me to do something, but you have to give me some benefits. Being a guest also requires an appearance fee, right?"

"Of course, Wang. I know you have a big business in your country. With the help of the Behemoth Consortium and the Continental Group, your tentacles reach far, but there are always places you can't reach, such as Hong Kong Island."

"Do you have any idea?"

"The current Governor of Hong Kong is my friend. To be precise, he became the Governor of Hong Kong because of my recommendation. If you can help me get it done, I will take care of his side. But let's make it clear first, we will only do business and don't worry about other things."

"The conditions are very tempting, but you know that verbal agreements are not binding."

"So I prepared a written agreement. If I fail to do so, it will be a major blow to me at Flamel College. Those alien families will not swallow this so easily."

Isaac Taber was well prepared. He took out a paper agreement written in both Chinese and English, on which he had already written his name and his own scent.

With this agreement, Wang Yi was indeed tempted.

Although he couldn't reach Hong Kong Island now, there would still be a way later even without Isaac Taber's help, it was just a matter of starting sooner or later.

But if it could be early, he didn't want to be late.

After realizing this, Wang Yi also signed his name on it, attached his own true Qi, and put it in his arms, not giving Taber any chance to regret.

"Okay, now let's talk about how to help you break the impasse."

"I already have a plan. To tell you the truth, we haven't finalized the list of candidates for the Western Inhuman Olympics this time. The old men in the academy and I have different opinions. This time, I'm here to ask you to help me and the old men in the academy to check it out~"

Hearing this, Wang Yi looked at Isaac Taber, and Taber looked at Wang Yi, and the two smiled at each other.

"You, you, every time I see you, you always come up with something new for me~"

(End of this chapter)