Dragon: I am writing your destiny

This room is a very elegant library, unlike a control center that can accommodate dozens of people.There are bookshelves on all four walls, and hardcover books with cowhide covers stand on the bookshelves.

"There are 13 students, including 12 from A-level and 1 from S-level. There are also 28 professors. They are all here." Manstein whispered to von Schneider.

"There's not much time, let's start right away." Von Schneider dragged his gas cylinder trolley to the wall, scanning every young face with his eyes.

His breathing was low and rapid, and the hideous face half covered by the black mask made the surroundings quickly quiet down.

There are many kinds of auras, and this kind of self-explanation is undoubtedly the best weapon. Even Gu Chen sat upright a little bit. After all, he is so outstanding that he would feel shy if he was stared at all the time.

"Students, we need your help, right now."

Von Schneider was very fast, anxious, "The situation is that we have two members of the executive department who are trapped in a dragon ruin, and we have just obtained important information from it, but we don't know what kind of mechanism Triggered, the way in and out is blocked, the oxygen is decreasing every second, and we have to find a way out for them."

Lu Mingfei twisted his body, the gene of trash talk was restless, but before he could raise his hand, he heard a moderate cough. He heard the sound, and saw that it was Gu, who had a serious expression like a librarian. prophecy.

Gu Chen obviously understood him, but talking nonsense at this time was too clever.

Lu Mingfei scratched his neck with his half-raised hand. He also realized it later. If he really said such stupid words as "I want to find the way, use Google", it would be so dead. .No, he suspected that the stern professor would kill him.

Von Schneider clapped his hands violently, and the two sides of the teak bookshelf on the top wall moved away, revealing a huge screen with a size of one hundred inches. A huge three-dimensional simulated image appeared on the screen, and there were rulers in the corners.At the same time, the desktops sitting in front of everyone are automatically opened, revealing individual monitors one after another.

And everyone couldn't help staring at the three-dimensional simulation image in front of them, it was a small city made of bronze!

Gu Chen's gaze was also attracted, even if it was just a simulated image, it was shocking enough, and the pictures buried deep in the memory were unexpectedly revealed.

--Among the flames soaring into the sky, the dark red dragon fluttered its wings, pierced through the smoke and dust, and let out a fierce roar, while a majestic giant city was rising from behind it, with continuous and majestic roars The black shadows seemed to gather an army.

He rested his fingers on his forehead, the blood vessels in his neck were throbbing vigorously, and hot blood was rising up.

The venue became very quiet, so quiet that Gu Chen thought that everyone was staring at him, yes, they all have the blood of rebels, and of course they wished to drink their flesh and blood.

But his abnormality was only in the blink of an eye, and everyone in the field hadn't recovered from the shocking image on the screen.

Von Schneider said in a low voice: "The palace of Norton, the king of bronze and fire, is an ancient ruin. Each of you has dragon blood, and some of you have blood from him. I have a member of the executive department, Jiu De Yaji, in the water. We believe that it is actually a stele about the casting of this bronze city.

I want you to concentrate on reading it, pondering, reminiscing, and seeing if it can provide some help in unraveling the maze of the Bronze City.Please as soon as possible, as soon as possible!Our people all over the world are trying to help, and their oxygen tanks won't last more than 20 minutes! "

It's hard to say so many words for him at once, his deep and hoarse voice is the only one in the library where needles can be heard, and everyone's heart is tugged.

"You want some of us to resonate with it and have spiritual vision?" Caesar said calmly.

"That's right." Von Schneider gave him an appreciative look.

Immediately afterwards, everyone including the freshmen quickly took out their student magnetic cards and swiped them across the card slots. Norma checked their identities very quickly, and everyone in the 'control room' switched to their respective operation interfaces.

At the same time, a huge cyan dome made up of photos spliced ​​together appeared on the big screen, it was completely a big tree!This is what von Schneider just said about the 'monuments'.

Gu Chen also swiped the magnetic card, stared at the personal computer, took a deep breath, and tried to interpret it.But in just a few seconds, the originally deep eyes were blank.

Damn, he really isn't good at foreign languages.

Those reptiles do have a wonderful side that ordinary people can't understand, just like the young people who claim to be literary and artistic in modern times.To create a language that does not make rhetoric simpler, but uses pictures to express content is really a bit irrelevant.

Everyone stared at the painting with heavy faces and meditated, and sketched on the paper casually when they had a little inspiration, and the nibs rustled on the paper.

Nuonuo was imitating those dragon texts, probably hoping to unravel its grammatical rules; Kaiser and Chu Zihang were staring at the big screen with gloomy faces; the petite girl was sitting like a sculpture, motionless.

In Gu Chen's eyes, everyone seemed to be staring blankly.

The professors lowered their voices and argued fiercely. They are not as pure as these students in terms of blood, and their direct perception of Longwen is much weaker, so they cannot expect 'spiritual vision'.But they have studied Long Wen for decades, and they tried to gather this knowledge in these 10 minutes, and a miracle broke out.

"Teacher Gu, do you have any ideas?" Toyama Masashi asked in a low voice.

"I have no idea." Gu Chen shook his head regretfully.

Toyama Masashi raised his hand to cover his mouth and whispered, "Me too."

"..." Gu Chen.

In the group of professors, Lao Fu may be the only one who has nothing to do with Long Wen's research. It's okay for him to analyze the psychology of people or mixed races, but it's too difficult to analyze the "ghost painting talisman".

So this very self-aware Japanese adhered to the principle of not talking and doing less, sitting there with a heavy face, and when each professor put forward his opinion, he would nod with a thoughtful expression to express his agreement.

Then soon he was kicked out of the group chat.

Therefore, Toyama Masashi could only chat with Gu Chen, who was also paddling, and had to chat in a low voice, lest he would be discovered by a group of extremely irritable old guys at the moment.

"I thought you've been fascinated, at least you understand a little bit." Gu Chen said.

"There is a specialization in art, and I'm not good at it." Toyama Masashi shook his head, "I thought you would understand, I'm afraid that's why Norma called you here."

"At first, I thought I understood." Gu Chen sighed a little, "It turned out that I was thinking too much."

Toyama Masashi's lips moved, and he couldn't help wondering if he was playing with him.

Gu Chen looked at Manstein and the others whose faces were like lead, and those students who were obviously young but not neglected, and who were all concentrating on doing the same thing at the moment, something in his heart suddenly moved.

"Do you think there is hope?" he asked.

Toyama Masashi was silent for a while, then nodded heavily, "Yes!"

He was sure, even if the confidence was groundless.

It is indeed an impossible task to read a map from a painting that is intricately drawn like ghosts in 20 minutes.But the people present are all elites, born different, because of the loneliness of Blood Sorrow, so for them, even if there is still a glimmer of hope, it is shameful to give up.

Gu Chen helped the mirror frame, his voice was like a murmur, only he could hear it.

"Will you help them?"

"Of course I will, this is a good opportunity for my brother to show off."

Over there, the wandering Lu Mingfei didn't understand why Gu Chen suddenly looked at him, still with that inexplicable look in his eyes.

His thieves' black eyes were helpless for the current environment, but it didn't prevent him from showing a bright smile, hoping to relieve the pressure on Gu Chen who was ordered to sneak into the big boss group when he was in danger.