"So that's how it was handled..." Mo Qiuran kept muttering while walking on the road.

"What to deal with?" Chu Zihang couldn't help asking.

"Of course I'm dealing with dragon meat!" Mo Qiuran replied without hesitation.

Chu Zihang was silent.

So what did this guy see?

At this time, Mo Qiuran was recalling the information that Atres told him in the spiritual vision before. With the blessing of this heroic hero, Mo Qiuran could finally have some understanding of his golden fingers.

...

"This is just a mark of my power, to be precise, a kind of copy, but I have never experienced it in the memory I have, so it should be some kind of existence beyond the limits I can understand," Atres said to Mo Qiuran while barbecuing. "After hearing the chanting of the dragon language hidden in the singing, the will to fight made me wake up from Henggu's sleep. At this moment, I suddenly realized that you seemed to have opened a door to me, so I attached it and built this illusion to meet and talk with you."

"Spiritual vision?" Mo Qiuran thought, "According to what they said, it seems that the dragon's blood is needed to occur... Is there dragon blood in my body?"

"Nonsense! Dragon text is just a kind of text, and the power of dragons is just an application of real energy. As long as you train yourself in constant battles, even mortals like us can control equal and stronger power!" Atres disdained this remark and flipped the spear with dragon flesh in his arms.

"Can ordinary people... also master such powerful power?" Mo Qiuran was stunned. He thought of the spear that pierced the sky before Atres and the Great Wilderness Starfall falling along the light path. It was a power like a god. The legendary Black King Niedhog fell down just a few times!

Of course, Mo Qiuran had also heard of the meme of heavy punches in CG, but of course he wouldn't say it out now.

"Why can't?" Atres asked, "The power that people cry and ask for has actually existed in their hearts!"

"I... don't understand very much." Mo Qiuran felt that Atres seemed to really want to teach him something, something very important, but at this moment he just couldn't understand it, so he could only remember these words.

"It's normal, because you haven't experienced enough things, my fellow countrymen," said Atreth. "You need to keep grinding to find your own strength, and of course, before that, I, and this unknown creature or existence, are also your strength."

"But, don't be addicted to it, don't take it as all your support. The power I can attach to you is limited. The purpose of this creation or existence is unknown. You need to find your own power, my fellow countrymen." Atres looked at Mo Qiuran, with a scorching fighting spirit and fanaticism in his eyes. He handed over a piece of roasted dragon ridge, "In the battle, you will be reborn!"

...

"It's really...it's a headache..." Mo Qiuran rubbed her temples.

The time for Spirit Vision is not very long, and we don’t have much time to meet and communicate with Atres, but the amount of information contained is too large and there are many problems.

At that level, is he really an ordinary person?

What path should you take for your future?

Who are you fighting for?

How to master the power that truly belongs to ordinary people without relying on the system?

So many questions lingered in Mo Qiuran's heart, making his whole mind messy at this moment.

But how could Mo Qiuran be trapped in such a problem?

Since you can't figure it out, just don't think about it!

Mo Qiuran put all these problems aside in a very free and easy way, because this was not the issue he should consider at this stage.

Atres reminded Mo Qiuran that these things were because his strength had reached that level. The things that could be seen at different levels were naturally different, and Mo Qiuran's own strength was naturally far inferior... So you only need to keep these issues in mind and wait until your strength is strong enough before considering them.

After relaxing, Mo Qiuran became calm in an instant. This calmness was like the calmness that was about to take the exam next month but there was still one month left to waste... He even began to recall the piece of barbecue dragon spine he had eaten in his spiritual vision.

There is no salt or other seasonings, pure original flavor, but the taste and taste are definitely the best barbecue Mo Qiuran has ever eaten in his lifetime!

"The dragon spine is like this, so the others..." Mo Qiuran murmured, "Fried dragon liver, braised dragon intestines, roasted dragon wings with honey sauce, fried dragon palm treasure..."

Mo Qiuran said a series of parts of the dragon's body, and they also brought different types of cooking methods automatically. In just a moment, I felt that I was about to get a full dragon banquet... As a native of the foodie country who has been a two-lifetime life, this is a passive skill!

Chu Zihang on the side couldn't help but look at him again... What is this guy's spiritual vision? Is it really a cooking dragon meat?

Wait, the saliva that flows out after falling asleep is not just pure greed!

Chu Zihang felt that he understood everything.

...

"Where is something, let me see!"

The old cowboy couldn't wait to say after opening the door to the principal.

"I remember this dialogue happened the day before yesterday." The principal handed over two kraft paper file bags.

"Just an illusion. When people get old, their memory is not very good. I think what you should do is to step down as soon as possible and let me take the position." The old denim took the file bag, opened it carefully, and took out the two test papers from it.

"And let you hold campus swimsuit competitions every day?" The principal glanced at the TV and frowned, "Why are you still watching "Noon"?"

"You asked this sentence the day before yesterday." The old cowboy looked at the A4 paper and took a breath, "It's really Odin!"

"Confirm?" The principal's face became serious.

"100% sure! Who else is riding the eight-legged Tenma and Gangniel besides Odin?" The old cowboy squinted, "The dragon text hidden above is basically correct, but there is still a little mistake. It seems that it is indeed A..."

The principal did not question the old cowboy's words because he knew that all the mixed-race species in the world knew from the deciphering of the old cowboy in front of him, so it is absolutely impossible to make mistakes, because the old cowboy is the questioner, and the old cowboy represents the ceiling of the mixed-race species' research on the dragon text!

The name of the old cowboy is Nicholas Flammel, the legendary existence, the first person in alchemy, the "fifth element", and the creator of "the Stone of the Sage"!

He is also the night watchman, vice president, and director of the Alchemy Principle Department of Cassel College.
Chapter completed!