Chapter 564 Angers: The Gattuso family is dead? Real secretary EVA

The next afternoon, Chicago, under the ruins of Cassel College, in the secret room of the ice cellar.

Angers' consciousness awakened from the darkness.

After just a brief trance, he immediately woke up from his coma and immediately recalled what he had experienced.

When a person is in a coma, the entire person's memory is fragmented. He has been in deep sleep for a whole year after the Summer Mourning Time, so he is very experienced in this.

He knew that he must have been attacked by a certain Supreme Being, and he had some guesses about who it was, so he was very surprised that he was still alive.

With his perception, he was naturally aware of the aura around his body the moment he woke up. The reason why he did not open his eyes immediately was to wait and see if he could overhear any information.

Although no one spoke for a while, he did not feel uneasy or flustered because of this. Calmness and self-control are the most basic qualities of a hunter. Even if the other party may have discovered that he is awake, he will not suffer any loss if he pretends for a while.

Thinking this way, he breathed as calmly as possible, like a hunter competing with a cunning fox.

Three minutes of silence passed, and just when he recognized the other party's resilience, an extremely familiar voice sounded.

"The electrocardiogram has returned to normal. Why hasn't Angers woke up yet? His expression still looks so wretched. Is he having an erotic dream?"

The moment he heard this voice, Angers opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

"Why is it you, an old pervert?"

Sure enough, in front of him was an old friend of many years.

"Did you use alchemy to revive me?"

Angers looked at the night watchman with a look of disbelief. This guy still has the ability to pull someone away from the Dragon King?

"Of course...not me!"

The night watchman shook his head and pointed to Su Mo next to the operating table.

"It was this gentleman who saved you. Although I don't understand it at all, he did use alchemy."

When he said this, the night watchman still had a toothache.

When Su Mo asked him to be an experimental assistant, he was still a little complacent, thinking that he could plagiarize... No, he learned a little bit about how to use the Alchemy Kingdom's [Life Creation].

It's not because I want to use it to improve my body and make myself more powerful, but simply because I want to experience the highest glory of the Alchemy Kingdom.

Unfortunately, Su Mo's technique was more like magic than alchemy. He didn't see anything clearly. He just saw Su Mo patting Ange's chest, and Ange's vital signs returned to normal.

It can be said that in the five-minute operation, Angers was cured in less than five seconds.

He didn't learn anything from this. Instead, he learned more about the fact that if you have talent, you can do whatever you want.

Human beings use countless wisdom and machinery to piece together experimental props. Dragons only need to use their natural instincts to achieve this. This kind of ability can only be learned with a hammer!

"Classmate Su Mo?"

Hearing what the night watchman said, Ange turned around and realized that there were two people standing on the left and right next to him. One was his most promising student, the one he thought could inherit his mantle and become the second Mei.

Nick Cassel's genius Su Mo; the other is the Russian girl Zero who has been following Su Mo.

What's shocking is that he didn't notice any breath from the two of them before. Could it be that he just woke up from a deep sleep and his senses have deteriorated?

He had heard the night watchman praise Su Mo's alchemy skills. He was not a genius, but a master who had grown up. If he had developed some new alchemy technique, it would indeed be possible to save him.

Without asking for details, he thanked him immediately.

"Thank you, classmate Su Mo, for your help. It seems that the principal's scholarship alone is not enough to reward you for your contribution. I have to apply to the school board for a scholarship specifically to thank outstanding students!"

He is very skillful in using the school board's public funds to do favors for himself. There is a reason why Frost disliked him before.

"Of course, my personal gratitude will not be less. If Su Mo likes a girl from any family, no matter who it is, as long as the other party agrees, I can help you solve the problem of bloodline reporting. As far as I know, Xia Lu

Miss Ti and Countess Laurent seem to be very interested in you. If you don't want to fight anymore, you can come to me to help you. If you have other requests, you can try to talk to me in the future and we can negotiate amicably."

Angers is a typical nepotist when he is the principal. Fairness and justice have nothing to do with him. He is an iron-fisted tyrant. As long as it is beneficial to slaying the dragon, he will not let it go. Seeing that Su Mo, a dragon-slaying genius, is also a master of alchemy.

, which is equivalent to the fusion version of Meineke and the Night Watchman, so naturally he will not let go of this opportunity to win over.

If Xia Mi were here, he would definitely say something else, but if this little scoundrel is not here, don't blame him for making other jokes. Although he keeps complaining that other people are old perverts, he himself is also a playboy.

, never a serious person.

The secret party will strictly control marriages between high-blooded members. Generally speaking, the marriage between A-level students must consider the stability of bloodlines. This is especially true for S-level students like Su Mo. Without Anger's help, Su Mo

He Xia Mi may not be able to obtain the secret party's permission.

From Ange's point of view, although his reward is not as good as the life-saving kindness, it is not less powerful. Whether the S-class is combined with the A-class or the emperor-class, the consequences will be borne by him, the one who agreed.

Hearing these words, before Su Mo could say anything, Ling, who had always been quiet next to him, spoke first.

"I'm sorry, principal. Neither Miss Charlotte nor Dame Laurent will probably agree to this kind of thing, and the school board will probably not approve your scholarship application."

After hearing the previous words, Ange raised his eyebrows with interest, and even glanced at Su Mo.

But when he heard it later, he couldn't understand it.

"What do you mean? After all, Frost is not stingy to this extent, right? Shouldn't the master of alchemy who can save me from this kind of injury be worshiped everywhere? I will offer him a favor.

Su Mo should thank me for this opportunity! Although the Gattuso family is disgusting, they are not stingy to this extent, not to mention, don’t our people have the upper hand on the school board now?"

Having said this, he remembered another thing and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the night watchman at the door of the operating room.

"Moreover, why did you call me Mr. Su Mo just now? Did he conquer you with his alchemy skills? Or did he plan to accept you as his apprentice?"

What he said was just a casual joke.

After all, with the Night Watchman's alchemy attainments, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest human being in modern times. Even if Su Mo is extremely talented and has unique research, he will not be able to serve as the Night Watchman teacher.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, the night watchman said with great resentment,

"I would like to be his apprentice, but it's a pity that this master won't accept me!"

As he spoke, he gave Su Mo a pitiful look, as if he wanted to impress the Dragon King.

"hiss!"

Seeing that the night watchman was serious, Ange couldn't help but take a breath, and finally realized that he seemed to be a little out of touch with the world.

"What's going on? What happened? Could it be that I have been in a coma for a year?"

"That's not a big deal, just about two weeks."

The night watchman shook his head.

"Two weeks? That's not bad!"

Ange breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he had been sleeping for a year and a half, and if he slept until 2012, all his plans would be ruined, and he would most likely have to wait to die.

If it's only two weeks, don't worry. Such a short time is not enough for him to take a vacation, so what big things can happen?

Seeing Ange's relieved expression, the night watchman shook his head pitifully, with a look of gloating on his face.

"They say you are the assassin of time. I didn't expect you to underestimate the power of time so much. Tsk, the purity is too low!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Angers waved his hand, not intending to argue with him, but the night watchman's words did make him a little uneasy.

"So what happened in the past two weeks? I remember that classmate Su Mo just succeeded in conquering the King of Earth and Mountain. There should be no problem, right?"

In Angers' memory, the most important thing is this.

If there was anything that should surprise him, it would probably be the appearance of another king of the earth and mountains, annihilating Su Mo and the others, and recreating the tragedy of Menike's past.

But Su Mo is standing here fine now. The worst case has obviously not happened. He doesn't think anything will shock him.

Those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can worship the general. Ange feels that his concentration is still very strong.

"Of course there is nothing wrong with the campaign to conquer Fenrir, the King of Earth and Mountains, but there are a little too many other things. I don't know which one to introduce first."

The night watchman said with a strange expression.

"Let's start with the scholarship first. Why won't the school board approve it? Why can that guy Frost still suppress us?"

Angers asked calmly.

He has seen a lot of the big world. As long as the dragon-slaying plan is okay, everything else is a trivial matter.

"cannot."

The night watchman shook his head, and before Angers continued to ask questions, he took the initiative to add.

"Frost is dead."

"Dead?! How did you die?"

Ange's eyes suddenly widened and he almost couldn't maintain his calm expression.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. That fighting sheep looked like a top disaster that could survive until the end of the world. How could he die?

After recalling it carefully, the vice-principal replied.

"You can say it's a natural disaster, or you can say it's your own fault!"

The Sword of Scourge that he fired destroyed himself. This kind of death was indeed rare.

"What riddles are you making?"
To be continued...