Bai Hang continued to flip down, and there were various pictures in the admission brochure.

It looks like a luxurious design that is a mix of medieval and modern design, an open-air swimming pool, a library, a sports field, and a concert hall. At the end of the admissions brochure is a group photo of the University of Chicago in Cassel College. The bottom corner of the photo reads on July 2, 2005, which happened to be taken last year.

Ye Sheng said that they were brother schools with the University of Chicago and the two places often had friendships.

There are several documents at the end of the admission brochure, all of which are from the US Department of Education. Anything related to the Department of Education will not arouse his interest. Bai Hang did not read it down, so he pushed the documents back and waited for Goodrian's following.

However, Professor Guderian did not have the following text. It was still the filing cabinet just now, but this time it was not the files, but a square box containing a mobile phone.

Bai Hang saw a black phone in the box. It was a coincidence that he really knew this phone. Dopuda D900 was an absolute magic machine on Apple. This is the phone he used in elementary school. The flip touch screen is just flipped from the side. The screen can be rotated by 360, and the buttons are 26 letter input.

At that time, smart phones were not as popular as they are now. The main reason was that they were always bad and their touch was not very sensitive. Most people still like button presses.

Bai Hang took out the phone from the box. He didn't know how good the piece sent by the college was. He didn't last for two months when he used it in elementary school. Since he accidentally dropped the phone to the ground, the touch screen has not worked well.

Goodrian said: "Speak whatever you want, it needs to be activated."

Activate? "Can you say anything?"

As soon as the words finished, a slightly mechanical female voice came from the microphone of the phone.

"The voiceprint verification has been passed, the authorization process does not match the established process, and has been corrected... The process has been restarted, Baihang, number A.C.0111, connected to Kassel Academy, I am Norma, I am very happy to serve you."

"Okay, it belongs to you now." Goodrian said: "The next is our admission tutoring. Considering that what you need to know in a few minutes may be too shocking, the aircraft's cabin door has been locked, and we only prepared two parachutes. It is impossible to regret jumping the plane halfway, because you are not on our initial enrollment list, so many things have not been processed this time, but it is not important now. Ye Sheng, take out the things."

"Ba—!" Ye Sheng slapped a square box on the table. He seemed to have tried harder to make his movements look more imposing.

Ye Sheng slowly took his palm away. The lid of the box was glass and was rubbed very brightly. There was a half-crescent-shaped ornament inside. The end was yellow and the tip was sharp, looking like the paws of some kind of animal.

"This is?"

"Dragon Claw!" said Guderian: "To be precise, a subspecies dragon called Alves died in 1975."

Bai Hang looked at the dragon claw on the table. One day in 1975, a brother and sister whom he had never met was brutally killed by the Dragon Slayer Party. Bai Hang wanted to take away the dragon claw and erect a monument in Nibelon.

Guderian began to tell the 75-year dark history, how many people the Secret Party lost in that war, and how many touching stories left between the hybrid and hybrid species. Cassel Academy is actually not a pure school. They are a mysterious organization that confronts the dragons. The purpose of their existence is to prevent the dragons who once ruled the earth from destroying the world.

This is true, but it is not necessarily true that the world is destroyed. In fact, this is often forced to do something. It has nightmares from birth. The nightmares of human beings will not stop. If you are the ones, you probably won’t be able to stand it. Maybe it’s better to feed the dragon babies more sleep-enhancing tea soup to help the dragon babies.

We must solve the problem from the root and don’t fight and kill every time.

During the period when Guderian told the secret history of the dragon clan, Bai Hang had already lost his mind.

He was thinking about the dragon egg in his Nibelon root. He didn't know if the dragon cub would have nightmares like him when he was born. If the dragon cub was well educated in the same year, would he still be as cold-blooded and ruthless as other reptiles?

Goodrian seemed to have talked about a key point. He slapped the table suddenly, and suddenly a black curtain covered the plane's porthole. The cabin suddenly turned black, and two pairs of breathtaking golden eyes lit up from the darkness.

"I fucked me so scared (tactical backwards)" Bai Hang put it on the back of the chair and patted his chest.

He thought that these two guys found out that he was not just planning to attack him, but after a while, the two guys didn't move. They just opened their eyes and looked at each other for a while, as if wondering why Bai Hang didn't react.

Isn't it just golden eyes? It's not a rare thing. Should he be scared to faint on the back of the chair and then break the normal reaction? He doesn't have these eyes.

Bai Hang blinked, and the darkness formed by the curtains blocking the sun seemed to be darker. The entire cabin began to shake violently for some reason. All the extinguished lights were jumping and flickering, and the cabin became bright and dark. Guderian and Ye Sheng felt that they had angered something, or, in other words, something they awakened.

In the strange darkness that suddenly descended, they saw Bai Hang's golden eyes, and they looked at each other for a short time, but their brains seemed to be burned by flames.

Guderian quickly pressed the button under the table, and the curtains covering the porthole rebounded immediately, and the light in the cabin was restored.

The captain's voice came from the broadcast: "I just passed a small upward airflow, and the cabin part may feel slightly shaken. Professor, are you okay?"

Guderian didn't say anything, but his eyes changed when he looked at Bai Hang.

Is he really a mixed race? Why did he just now have the illusion of looking at the first generation?

Few freshmen can open their golden eyes so skillfully before entering school, and it is even more impossible to emit such strong pressure through the golden eyes. Moreover, Bai Hang seemed to have not deliberately shown his eyes at all. He just blinked his eyes very normally.

He and Ye Sheng were actually defeated. The trick he used to deal with freshmen in the past was useless to Bai Hang, which made Guderian a little embarrassed. He was the professor in charge of Bai Hang. Now, and in the future, he can only hope in his heart that this kid should not hold too much revenge.

"It turned out to be an upward airflow, which scared me so much. I thought the three of us were going to start grabbing parachutes." Bai Hang patted his chest and said.

It seems that he doesn't care about the "lights" just now.
Chapter completed!