"Hello Professor Guderian, is this the principal who praised Shen Zifan, a freshman with S-level potential?" The Asian man bowed slightly to Professor Guderian, speaking fluently in Chinese.

"Yes, please trouble you, Teacher Masashi Toyama." Professor Guderian nodded.

Masashi Toyama looked Shen Zifan straightforwardly, bowed and introduced himself: "My name is Masashi Toyama, I am from Japan. I am now a psychological counseling teacher at Kassel College. You can understand me as a combination of counselors and psychological counseling teachers at your university. If you have any psychological problems, please come and consult me. Of course, I hope that the fewer such situations, the better."

Instead of bowing, Shen Zifan nodded politely to the other party, and then he followed the two toward the depths of the building.

"Teacher Masashi Toyama, I ask you to borrow the two things from Norma?" Professor Guderian's voice echoed in the empty stone wall corridor.

The building was a little damp, with kerosene lamps hanging on the walls on both sides, and the candlelight flashed in the dark, as if guiding Shen Zifan and the others to another world.

A world where no one cares about it.

"I brought it, not only that, Principal Angers also specifically told me to show the newcomers this time something more shocking, so I brought a third thing, but Norma gave me a hint that there might be a little danger."

Listening to Masashi Toyama's words, Shen Zifan squinted his eyes and looked at the three boxes he was carrying. Two of the black suitcases had silver metal edges and looked quite solid and were lifted in Masashi Toyama's left hand, while the box he was carrying with his right hand was blood red all over and could not tell what material it was.

What is most concerned is that Masashi Toyama is wearing a black fiber glove with his right hand holding a red box.

“We’re here.”

After walking around the way, Masashi Toyama took them to stop.

From the outside of the building, although this building is not majestic, it is definitely tall enough. It can be imagined that the interior of the building would appear very empty if it was not divided into many areas. However, when he walked to the center, Shen Zifan discovered that the inner roof of the building was actually very low, which was so low that it made people feel depressing.

Masashi Toyama placed the box on the stone table in the center and then opened the double anti-theft system with his fingerprint and password. After lifting away the layers of foam, a toe bone lies inside, but Shen Zifan couldn't tell what species of toe bone this for a moment.

The toe bone is half a sole long, with dense small bone spurs on the surface. The front end of the toe bone has a downward twisting curve visible to the naked eye, and the front end is as sharp as a barb.

"Talk bone?" Shen Zifan was a little uncertain.

"It's the toe bone." Masashi Toyama nodded, and his tone was mysterious: "What animal do you think we know now can have such a toe bone?"

"Then I can think of only dinosaurs, a species that has been extinct for 65 million years, but their fossils cannot look so complete and brand new." Shen Zifan asked at the phalanx that was as smooth as new in front of him, "So this is a model?"

"You're thinking too much." Masashi Toyama shook his head and explained: "The owner of this toe bone was once a human, to be precise, a mixed-race species, but later it became Deadpool, or a dragon-like type. Part of the body has infinitely approached the 'dragon'. This toe bone is a good example."

"Mixed-blooded? Deadpool?" Shen Zifan heard two words that he didn't quite understand.

"This is to be studied in your future zodiac classes." Professor Guderian pressed Shen Zifan's shoulder and said to Masashi Toyama: "Continue."

Masashi Toyama nodded and opened the second box for Shen Zifan. There was a layer of glass barrier inside the box, covering a yellowed black and white photo.

In the photo, a tall man in a military uniform and wearing a military rank held a folding knife high, his military boots stepped on a huge head, and a huge body was separated by the body, looking like a masterpiece of a folding knife in a man's hand.

The photos are full of a sense of time, and the blurred vision is not even a pixel, but the huge flesh wings, thick scales and hideous head of the unknown creature can only remind people of a creature - a creature that only exists in myths, legends and fables - dragons.

"The man in the US military uniform in the photo is Hilbert Jean-Anger, the president of our Cassel College. He is the greatest educator, thinker, the first person in dragon research this century, and the strongest dragon slayer today!" Professor Guderian's tone was excited, and it can be seen that he was passionately admiring President Anger.

"The photo was taken on February 11, 1942, when Principal Angers was at his peak in his prime - for him, it was three months after Japan's attack on Pearl Harbor. The Normandy was collected by the US Department of Defense and used to deploy troops to the Hawaiian Islands. The principal killed a completely dragon-like three-generation species in the war!"

"So Principal Angers, he has lived since World War II to this day?" Shen Zifan asked.

"The principal was born a much longer time than World War II."

Shen Zifan was silent for a long time and tried his best to digest the sudden huge flow of information.

"I don't know much about the preservation and aging technology of photos. What can you do to prove that this photo has not been specially processed by you?" Shen Zifan's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Actually, I don't know much about the professional skills of photos." Masashi Toyama shook his head and then said: "But there is a third evidence. Before seeing this, you'd better adjust your views first to avoid being too scared."

"I am quite confident in my psychological quality and stress resistance." Shen Zifan said confidently.

"That's OK."

Masashi Toyama opened the third red box, and even had several complicated steps and dangerous mechanisms than the first two boxes.

With a "clang", the box opened and there was a black magnetic card inside.

"Is this the third evidence? I am frank, even if you say this is a meal card in the Dragon Clan Canteen, I can't believe it." Shen Zifan spread his hands.

"Don't be anxious first." Masashi Toyama held the black card and groped on the wall beside him. The mechanism on the stone wall was triggered to pop out a groove, and Masashi Toyama inserted the black magnetic card into it.

"Norma serves you, permission identification: Hilbert Jean Angers, the highest authority. Iris identification: Masashi Toyama. The permission granting time is 0:00:00 on October 1, 2009, whether to display the keel specimen in Area 21."

A female voice suddenly rang inside the building, scaring Shen Zifan to the point of being shocked and thought it was the ghost of the ancient tomb that had jumped out. After Masashi Toyama answered the option of "Yes", the low ceiling of the building began to shrink into the stone wall.

Shen Zifan looked up at the building dome, and his pupils suddenly shrank to a little.
Chapter completed!