"The teacher is unfortunate, the teacher is unfortunate! I am so noble, how could I bring out students like you? It's a great humiliation!"

The vice principal's tone of emotion sounded completely like a true expression, almost all of which made people think of his heartache at this moment.

Unfortunately, except for the cute Huiliyi in the room, who is not a human spirit?

You Dao is that birds of feathers gather together. If you think about it, you will know that a personality like Chu Tianjiao Finger is definitely passed down from generation to generation... As for whom it was passed down, the result is not quite obvious now?

There is only one truth!

"Teacher, you finally remember me!" Chu Tianjiao was in tears.

"Who are you?" The vice principal instantly returned to his plain tone.

"Teacher, I am a genius! You asked me to..."

"Stop, okay, needless to say!" The vice principal gritted his teeth, "I didn't remember it, but I have left a deep impression on you now... When I arrive in China, I will have a good exchange with you!"

"Vice Principal, are you coming here?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course I have to come here. Nibelungen alone is worth my trip, not to mention that there are now Gangniel and Odin's horses!"

The vice principal excitedly pulled out his body, which had become a potato-shaped body from the chair. The eight-pack abs and pectoral muscles that could be lifted up in the bar, which caused a lot of girls to exclaim, could not help but touch, had long disappeared. Time and vodka hid them under the thick fat.

"Is Odin's horse dead?" the vice principal asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

"I controlled a little bit of strength while freezing it, and I can breathe at the moment. As for the others... do I need to feed it some grass or something?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"There is no need for such a thing!" The vice principal quickly stopped it. Although eating grass is a common sense, this is Odin's horse, at least it can be considered a second-generation species level, right?!

Such existence, eating grass, will not die of indigestion or completely unable to digest it, but...it is very likely to be pissed to death.

After all, it's Odin's horse!

The vice principal was already eager to grow a pair of small wings and flew directly to China to study the horse. The last time he studied the next generation was the last time...

It was said that Mo Qiuran caught it last time, but after Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran's [Frozen Flame Explosion] and [Thermal Swelling and Cold Contraction], the frozen first species was directly shattered from the cell level.

So how can the name of this combination technique be so strange? It’s okay to just get second place, but the feeling of one in front and one in the back is completely different, okay?

"I want money." Mo Qiuran's words made the potato, who had just taken off the air, stagnated in the air and then fell heavily.

"What?" The vice principal suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Vice Principal, you also know that as a student, I don't have much money. It's hard to make money these days!" Mo Qiuran looked sad.

"So before this action, I risked my life and applied to Principal Angers for help without using the school's resources... In this action, both direct and indirect, the participants were only here to see the people in the room!"

"Can I share one too? Oh, I'm so embarrassed, but since..." Chu Tianjiao's eyes lit up, and he was about to blurt out the words, and was interrupted by a glass of water handed to the mouth by Chu Zihang... Of course, what really stopped him was not that glass of water but Chu Zihang's expression, "If you don't shut up, I'll consider stuffing you back as this has never happened."

"What? There is such a thing?!" The vice president was shocked. The next moment, his tone became righteous. "Since this is the case, all the ownership rights of the spoils this time will naturally belong to you. Even as the vice president, I should pay for these spoils. In this case, as a vice president and the director of the Alchemy Science and Engineering Department of Kassel College, it is completely reasonable to ask the school director to pay for my research funds, right?"

"So that's it! That's great!" Mo Qiuran said with a "very sure" expression that seemed to be surprised at the fact that there was such an operation.

Although the vice principal spoke in a righteous and reasonable tone, he also had a satisfied smile.

After confirming that they were all like a thousand-year-old fox.

This wave has reached a consensus on cheating money from the school board of directors!

...

Principal's Office.

On the office chair, Angers was slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap in the afternoon. A cup of hot tea in front of him was like a fluttering golden silk gauze under the sunlight. It was so quiet that there was no cicadas chirping around, and it could even make people hear his heartbeat.

At this moment, someone suddenly slapped the door open. Strictly speaking, the force of the door could even be considered to be smashed open.

Angers didn't even shake his eyelids: "It's rare that you will take the initiative to walk out of your hut."

"Hmm? You have discovered this? I thought my stealth skills were not unfamiliar with it. I was ready to be steadily caught by you with a flying knife." The old cowboy's voice was a pity, and she strode towards her desk directly.

Anger, who had no reaction at first, heard this sentence and twitched slightly: "If it were you many years ago, maybe I would have to cheer up a little bit, now... do you hope that you can still do something like stealth with your potato-shaped figure? It's as outrageous as an elephant trying to hide in the grass!"

"Sigh~ah!" The old cowboy ignored Angers's words full of teasing, but went straight to the desk and took the cup of tea without hesitation. The next second he said, "It's so bitter! Just drink this thing? As a principal, it's too expensive!"

"The price-decreased goods you mentioned are sold by grams..." Anger sighed, not having the desire to communicate with the old cowboy in front of him who seemed to have been modified by alcohol and laziness in this way. "So, what is your purpose this time?"

"I'm going out for a trip!" The old cowboy lifted the huge travel bag on her body. "Don't this look very obvious? I think the advertisements on the Internet seem to be like this!"

Gu Bi

"It can be clearly seen that the bag you bought seems to be a little smaller." Angers glanced at the bust that was very tight and looked at the travel bag that was about to die in the next second, and persuaded him tactfully.

"Recently, the equipment department has developed a new suitcase, which has very strong loading capacity and defense. It happened to have a test piece. If you need it, I can ask them to send it to you later."

"The equipment department makes suitcases? Why does it sound so strange?" The old cowboy suddenly looked alert, "I have nothing to let you down!"

"How could it be? The school equipment department is still quite reliable in terms of manufacturing. For example, this time the special suitcase adopts a very advanced detonation method. As long as you enter the correct password through the password lock, it will detonate when the lock is unlocked for the first time! The security performance is simply full." Anger said with a smile.

"Is this kind of suitcase used for disposable products? Is it sure that this is used to transport luggage instead of being a self-destructive infantry?" The old cowboy was shocked.

"You only need to enter the wrong one first and then enter the correct one. Of course, if you make the wrong two consecutive times and then enter the correct one, it will explode. If you make the wrong one three consecutive times, it will explode..." Angers said.

"Although I know that the things developed by the guys in the Equipment Department have always been anti-human, I never knew that their anti-human design has begun to extend to the detonation mechanism!" The old cowboy said that she could not understand.

"This is why I just looked at their experimental items and then didn't approve the batch replacement of the suitcase used by the mission specialist..." Angers said, "It's really impossible to imagine that our specialist must always be careful not to be killed by his suitcase when he is on the mission."

"Isn't the point that you are planning to use it for me even though you know the problem with this box?!" The old cowboy knocked on the table angrily.

"After all, you're missing a suitcase...Okay, let's talk about seriousness." Anger chuckled and said seriously, "What happened?"

"...You must not be surprised what I want to say next." The old cowboy said in a deliberate voice.

"You can rest assured that I haven't seen anything in so many years..." Angers said.

"Odin's horse is gone!" The old cowboy's eyes flashed with excitement.

"...what?" Anger was stunned, probably because he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Odin's horse is gone!" the old cowboy repeated.

"Odin's mother does not seem to be particularly detailed in myths, but I think that those who can give birth to descendants of the Gods should also be quite powerful." Anger nodded thoughtfully.

"So what progress has happened to Mo Qiuran and the others? They found not Odin but Odin's mother... and then they killed her?"

"It's not Odin's mother, it's Odin's horse, the legendary eight-legged horse! It's gone! Mo Qiuran and the others are directly rubbed back!" The old cowboy slapped the forehead because of the unfavorable dialogue between the two, and then explained.

"They entered Nibelungen and met Odin. To be precise, they should be Odin's heroic spirit! The heroic spirit of Odin was wearing armor, holding Gangniel, pedaling horses, and countless Deadpool brothers, but they still brushed it. Then, the eight-legged horses, Gangniel, and even the "heroic spirits" were brought back!"

"...Although I had expected and expected a long time ago, I couldn't help but sigh when I heard such news..." Anger was silent for a while, and after sighing, he soon noticed the key information in the old cowboy's words, "That heroic spirit of Odin..."

"The problem is here. Odin's hero... is a person, to be precise, a mixed-race species, a mixed-race species that you and I know... Chu Tianjiao!" said the old cowboy excitedly.

"Chu Tianjiao?" Angre frowned.

"Don't you remember? That's right. Even if I used the Sword Stone to purify my bloodline, I just left a little superficial impression. I naturally don't remember the S-level like you..." The old cowboy said in a light tone.

"...If possible, I don't mind having a fight with the alchemist who is closest to the pure blood dragon clan." Anger said.

"Hey, what do you think? I'm a civilian! Do civilians understand? Don't fight! Fighting is something that only martial artists like you do!" The old cowboy hurriedly refused.

"So that Chu Tianjiao..." Anger said in silence.

"Do you still remember the so-called S-class student who committed suicide by swallowing a gun decades ago?" said the old cowboy.

"... Of course I remember, in fact, he died of gun swallowing three years ago." Anger frowned. The old cowboy suddenly talked about this matter for no reason, but what does that S-class has to do with this Chu Tianjiao?

"That S-level, whether it is the admission grade, student number, or position, experience, is exactly the same as Chu Tianjiao, or in other words, it is exactly the same as Chu Tianjiao who appeared in my memory." The old cowboy whispered.

"..." Anger was silent. When he heard the old cowboy say this, his pupils dilated for a moment. It is conceivable how shocked he was, but he did not say anything "this is impossible."

He knew the old cowboy very well, and this kind of thing could never be a joke at this time. However, if it were in the dragon clan, which was dominated by the blood class... there was no doubt that the old cowboy's words were much more credible than his.

"Chu Tianjiao, I am my student. Can you imagine that feeling? Just overnight, the student you have known for more than 20 years suddenly became a stranger, and his name, appearance, and even his skin color changed.

Everything you remembered before turned into something that happened to him, but you can still see the shadow of a man named Chu Tianjiao. There is a voice telling you that Chu Tianjiao does not exist, but the memories in your mind tell you that he really exists."

"If someone else comes, I might suggest him to go to the psychiatric department for a good look, old friend," Anger came back from the scene described by the old cowboy and breathed a sigh of relief, "But you said this, I think it might be that I should go to the psychiatric department for a look."

"It is useless to go to psychiatrics. The memories of most people in the world were modified at that moment, and even various materials were modified at the same time, whether electronic or paper," said the old cowboy, "it was like a god waving a spear to break the connection between the man and the world, and then transferring the line of fate to another person.

In that case, even if I do, I can only convince you at most, but I have no evidence in my hands. After all, I can't let you see my memory, so I chose another more direct way."

"That S-class." Anger knew it.

"Yes, that S-level, Odin had a reason to connect Chu Tianjiao's fate line to him, so I spent a little experience to build a huge alchemy formation, suppressing all his bloodline and spirit, and using the power of the formation to force him to "remind" his original identity.

I can guarantee that if he had no problem, the formation would never have any other impact... But after a few seconds, he suddenly took out his gun and swallowed it and committed suicide.
Chapter completed!