Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

Kassel Academy Library, Ground Floor, Watt-Algem.

Wat Alheim means "the land of dwarves" in Norse mythology, where the world's top dwarf craftsmen live, and the weapons of the gods are made by them.

The Equipment Department named their underground base after this name, showing full pride and pride.

In fact, the "Equipment Department" is just an abbreviation. Their full name is the "Alchemy and Science Engineering Application Research Center." However, most of the elites in the Alchemy Department don't like to engage in theoretical research. Their favorite job is to study scientific research. and alchemical theory into practical applications... although 90% of these applications involve various types of explosives.

From this perspective, the people in the equipment department are not like dwarfs at all, but more like goblins.

However, although they are bomb maniacs, these guys in the Equipment Department pay great attention to their own safety protection. The water they drink must be distilled and purified through thirteen filtrations, the air they breathe must be purified and humidified by dust removal, ionization, and the food they eat ...Oh, they only eat junk food.

There are a total of nine different isolation layers above Watt Alheim's head, including a three-meter-thick concrete wall, a fifty-centimeter-thick high-strength armor plate, a lead-zirconium alloy plate to restrain nuclear weapons attack, and between the isolation layers. A large amount of graphite powder is also used for filling.

According to the professional calculations of the Equipment Department, even the most advanced ground-penetrating missiles of the US military at this stage cannot break through their isolation layer. Even a sunspot burst will not affect this place, and biological weapons will be completely purified by the graphite layer.

Even if a dragon king-level super enemy comes, unless a super word spirit of the "Shiva Karma Dance" level is activated, there is no way to do anything to Watt Alheim.

Under such layers of protection, Angers closed his notebook and glanced at the men on both sides of the conference table.

To his right, it was Schneider and the vice-principal who were still arguing fiercely in the forum. They were still sitting in their seats in unique attire. Schneider just sat quietly on the chair with his eyes closed, while the vice-principal took a bottle of beer and sat down on the chair, drinking it while looking at the people across from him.

Next to them was Professor Mance, who had just been extradited. At this time, he was smoking his cigar with his eyes lowered. It seems that he has been living a pretty good life in China in the past few months, without any difficulties, and he has even gained a lot of weight.

The other professors were temporarily unable to attend this secret meeting because they had their own tasks, but the three people present were considered Angers' confidants and right-hand assistants. Although the number was a little smaller, it was enough.

And on the other side of the conference table... To be honest, Angers actually didn't want to have a meeting with these guys. Angers just wanted to get up and leave because of their clothes.

Speaking of which, these people's clothes are neat and uniform, and they can be regarded as a bunch of uniformed men... But what is going on with their all-enclosed biochemical protective suits?

Moreover, rubber boots, protective glasses, respirators, and portable oxygen tanks are all available. The entire conference room echoes the heavy sound of the respirator "hoo...chi...hoo...chi", and more than a dozen pairs of eyes look through the protection The glasses looked at Angers.

Their biochemical protective suits and their eyes made Angers feel that they were some kind of virus carriers, and these goblins didn't even want to breathe the air in the same room with him.

"Gentlemen, I have a question. Why do you wear biochemical protective suits every time you have a meeting with me? This makes me feel humiliated, as if I am a dirty pathogen." Angers frowned.

Although the expressions of Schneider and the vice-principal next to him could not be seen, their inner unhappiness could be seen from the expressions of Professor Mance.

"Please don't mind Principal, of course you are not a pathogen. Pathogens refer to microorganisms and parasites that can cause disease. They are not the same biological category as you." A certain goblin wearing a biochemical protective suit said very enthusiastically Corrected the principal's scientific ignorance.

"Okay, since I'm not a pathogen, why do you still have to wear such strict protection?" The veins on Ange's forehead have visibly bulged.

"Please don't worry, we are just allergic to your body odor, principal. To be honest, you and the others are now equivalent to a source of pollution in Watt Alheim. Every time you come for a meeting, we need to purify the ionized air. Turn the machine on to maximum power..." Another goblin explained to Angers very enthusiastically.

Angers has now begun to regret his choice to come to Walter Alheim for meetings. Every time he comes here, he feels like he has fallen into a sea of ​​neurosis. Neurosis is the mainstream here, and you cannot survive without neurosis.

"Okay, I understand what you are thinking. The last question, you are not invited to this meeting, why are you still here?" Angers was silent for a long time before he could bear it.

The goblins looked at each other and seemed to find Angers question very strange. After a long time, one of the goblins finally came out and answered empathetically: "Because we are curious."

While he was saying this, other goblins were looking at Angers and the others, just like humans looking at a group of smelly orangutans.

Hearing this, even Ange's upbringing couldn't help it. He took out a folding knife from his suit and made a gesture of killing everyone.

This group of goblins was indeed the most fearful of death in Kassel Academy. As soon as they saw that Angers was in a bad mood, they immediately fled like frightened birds, and soon escaped from the scene through various secret rooms and secret passages.

Ange was originally just posing like this to scare them, but when he saw that all the annoying people had run away, he sighed, put back his folding knife and sat back in his seat.

Beside him, Professor Schneider and Professor Mance silently removed their hands from the guns at their waists, and the vice-principal also took up the hands that had been hidden under the table.

"Okay, now that the obstructive person has left, we can start this meeting." Angers adjusted his suit, as if nothing happened just now.

"Schneider." Angers turned to look at his executive director, "Are there any results from the search for Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire?"

Facing Angers eyes, even the cold-hearted head of the execution department couldn't help but become nervous. He straightened his waist silently, took out a report from the car next to him and handed it to Angers.

"I'm very sorry. In the past six months, Norma has checked all the surveillance and information. The execution departments around the world have also dispatched additional manpower and are constantly searching locally, but no clues related to the target have been found. It is as if the other party has never appeared. Live the same life.”

"But you and I both know that the other party does exist, and we all saw it before." Angers looked at the report in his hand and fell into deep thought, "Then what do you think?"

Schneider already had an idea of ​​this: "Actually, we have been given the answer without being able to find anything. In this world, there are only two countries that Norma can't search."

"I see." Angers tapped the table with his hand, "What you said makes sense. The only two Asian countries that Norma's strength cannot penetrate."

As he said that, Angers looked up and looked at Professor Mance at the back: "Mance, you just came back from that country, did you notice anything?"

"I have been under house arrest there, and I have been unable to obtain effective information at all." Professor Mance shook his head, "Even if I exchanged information with people from the local execution department before leaving, they did not find any relevant actions. "

"Norma has not discovered any relevant actions through military satellites. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a crusade target of Dragon King's level to require military power to hide from satellite detection." Schneider also added next to him, "So it is basically certain. The Lord of Bronze and Fire did not land in that country.”

"Hmm...not a bad inference." Angers adjusted his monocle.

In this world, the power of the Secret Party is almost spread across the entire planet, and most of the top national officials are controlled by families like the Secret Party that have been passed down from ancient times.

Because the intelligence and physical strength of mixed-races are far superior to ordinary people, even in a fair competition, most ordinary people cannot compete with mixed-races, not to mention that every mixed-race has its own family to provide them with resources after preparation. Even in a new country like the United States, its leader is a mixed race who was exiled by his family.

However, there are two countries in the world that have not yet been controlled by the secret party.

Let’s not talk about the ancient Eastern country that was reborn from the flames of war. After all, since ancient times, there have been a large number of dragon kings and super hybrids appearing in that country, and their proportion and number are far more than other countries.

It is no exaggeration to say that the reason why that country fell into war was because the government it led at that time had been continuously weakening its own strength and abolishing its martial arts for hundreds of years, so that other countries could find opportunities.

But after the other party rose from the ashes, he adopted an unprecedented leadership method - ordinary people and mixed races governed the country together. In a sense, most of the mixed-race families in this country are restricted by ordinary people and do not dare to do anything illegal.

And relying on a large enough population, even if the proportion of geniuses among ordinary people is lower than that of mixed races, they still have enough talents to continuously suppress the mixed race forces in the entire country.

Therefore, this country has formed the most bizarre system on the planet.

But even the oldest family of the Secret Party has to admit that the power that the opponent's system can unleash far exceeds the traditional plan. Whether it is the control of the bottom layer or the ability to mobilize high-end combat power, the Secret Party's The party salivates.