"Do you want to experience what it's like to be a high official?"

"High official? How big are you?"

"One person is inferior to ten thousand people?"

"How to experience it?"

"Lin Aiqing, make a cup of hot food for the Ai family."

Randomly moving the black chess pieces on the chess board on the oak strip table, knocking over the white chess piece's 'bishop', the blond girl leaned happily on the train's dark green leather sofa embroidered with gold thread, her two white feet crossed.

I knocked it on the table. I don’t know why. I run around barefoot every day. The soles of my feet are white and tender without any dust. The red soles of my feet are somewhat reminiscent of a little duck poking waves.

This kind of sitting posture is a bit impolite when there is someone sitting in front of her, but if this person is Lin Nian, then she really has no intention of treating the other person as an outsider. Now Lin Nian has no intention of correcting the blond girl's sitting posture. It is more excessive than this.

She had done all kinds of things, such as sitting on Lin Nian's lap when she was so bored, lifting up her white clothes and playing tic-tac-toe on her tender thighs, no matter how excessive it was.

Outside the porthole window is Illinois in the morning, with the familiar violets and anabella flowers blooming in the sunshine, and the quiet creek meandering along with the vibrant flowers at the foot of the windmill-covered hills and merging into Lake Michigan.

The wind whistled into the cup with the bulge under the picnic cloth. The traveler held down the cup and looked sideways while exclaiming. He could only see the black bullet-like train roaring past like a dragon, and the golden train beside the porthole.

Intertwined with black shadows, they melted into the sunlight and distance in the blink of an eye.

"Um"

Beside the porthole, the sunlight fell on Lin Nian's shoulders and cheeks. Most of his attention was on chess. Perhaps due to his relationship with the blonde girl, he could see the version without the Holy Light under his skirt when he raised his head.

Scenery, but now he mainly thinks that the intricate chess game is much more interesting than Happy Together.

They were relieving their boredom. The CC1000 train ran from the Chicago station all the way to Cassel College. Since it was an 'S'-level express line, there were almost no conductors on the train. Only he and the blonde girl could be seen in the exquisitely decorated carriage.

figure, except for the slight rumble and vibration of the train.

"Well, what do I want to do? What should I do?" The blond girl across the table kindly added a thoughtful voice to her opponent. After thinking for a long time, Lin Nian raised his hand and put it down again, without moving the chess piece easily.

Because the situation has reached the endgame of the late game.

The white chess piece held by Lin Nian has a slight advantage, but the white king's situation is very dangerous. The black queen has broken into b2, a2, and 2 to intercept the white pawns. The white king on d1 is extremely risky. In this case, the return defense is almost

It's impossible. We can only attack instead of defend in a respectful manner. White's queen is g7 general. The only solution for the blonde girl is that the black king captures the white queen, but the consequence is that he will be exposed to the main force on the right side of white, forcing the dominance back to

In Lin Nian's hands.

The blond girl's chess game is very different from Lin Nian's. She uses flash tactics. According to the concept of "StarCraft 2", Lin Nian likes to control his 3721 gate first and repair the fucking bunker blond girl.

It is Taishan's attack on the top of the mountain that specializes in building bunkers for the Protoss. It is a quick-cut tactic. The base will attack you in the face and play with you. It will steal your resources and put pressure on you. It will make you lose face, but the consequences will be very easy to anger the opponent and act irrationally.

Tactical planning.

There is a saying that a reckless dog defeats a dog, a dog defeats a thief, stealing defeats stability, stability defeats humor, and humor defeats recklessness. Lin Nian studied chess under the chess king Mandy Gonzalez of Kassel Academy, also known as Mandy Gonzalez.

This guy is a bitch. What's Lin Nian's tactical style like?

"General." Lin Nian said.

Only those who have a dog among dogs can become a master among men.

"You are as timid as a dog in playing chess, but you are as mad as a dog in killing dragons. You have really learned the essence of your senior sister, and you have also drawn inferences from one instance to another. Your senior sister in heaven will laugh out loud with joy." The blond girl saw this.

Lin Nian then sold pieces on the chessboard to introduce, then flashed the general, then introduced the general, and then flashed the general again. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"You can share my memories, does this mean that you can do what I know?" Lin Nian asked as he watched the blond girl return to guard the chess pieces.

"You can't say that. It is true that memory can be read like a book when you are bored, but it is just a book. Just because you have memorized the math book does not mean that you will get full marks in the exam. Just because you remember it does not mean that you can

I can understand that if you can understand something after reading it once and remember it, then there will no longer be such a thing as a 'genius' in the world."

"Then are you considered a genius?"

"Of course I am a genius." The blond girl was lying on the sofa too lazy to move and wanted to pick up the chess pieces with her toes, but this movement was immediately restrained by Lin Nian, who grabbed her irregular little feet and moved them away expressionlessly.

Finally, he scratched the girl's soles expressionlessly, causing the latter to twist like a maggot and almost fall to the bottom of the sofa.

Although the blond girl has always been around him in the form of a spirit behind him, the signs that she has begun to interfere with reality have gradually become more frequent recently, so the impolite action of moving the chess pieces with her feet must be stopped. After all, this is not in the game.

In the dream, Lin Nian was playing in the palace of thought. This chess set was shared on the train and was provided to elite (excellent) students as a toy for their battle of wits.

"That's a genius, general." Lin Nian helped the blonde girl make the move she wanted to make, but the next moment he backhanded the blonde girl again.

"Hmph." The latter got up from the sofa and lay on the table with her eyes parallel to the table and glanced at the chess board. If she continued like this, she would be completely checkmate within three moves.

"It turns out there are things you can't do." This was Lin Nian's first time playing chess with the blonde girl. It started out boring, but the ending was unexpectedly enjoyable.

"I can only do what I can do. Chess requires a lot of computing power. Like Go, Shogi, and Backgammon, you can use huge calculations to build victory. This kind of game is not suitable for me. After all, in reality

You can never accurately calculate 'people's hearts'." The blonde girl sat on the sofa and straightened her silky white clothes, crossed her legs and picked up the only cup of hot chocolate in front of Lin Nian.

"The 'Emperor' is extremely good at calculation, but every arrangement he makes is not completely satisfactory. Is this evidence that the so-called 'computing power' cannot represent everything?" Lin Nian nodded, while the blond girl was thinking about the final part of the game.

While struggling, he turned to look at the brass jar next to him.

The brass tank covered with twisted vines stood quietly on the side of the sofa, occupying a position like a "person". There was even a dark red safety rope tied to it. As for why it was dark red

, this safety rope is said to be soaked in dragon blood. The material is not made of nanotechnology or nylon and hemp plants. It is completely made of a dragon's "tendon" and then reinforced with alchemy.

Lin Nian didn't know whether the alchemy tools made by the second generation dragons or the third generation dragons were qualified to bind the 'cocoon' of the "Four Monarchs", but using this safety rope to protect the brass jar was far away in the bell tower of the college.

The meaning of the vice-principal, from what the other party said, it sounds like this thing is also a masterpiece of his old man. The vice-principal is a suspected master of alchemy? This is a rare thing that I have never known before.

I just don’t know that the old man who does not know his surname or first name and is suspected to be Flamel (Anger accidentally revealed the information to Lin Nian), has already stolen most of Baidi City’s “Sanxi Hall” in Lin Nian’s mind.

Behind the bronze pillar inside, will he instantly betray Lin Nian's licking dog and beg for support?

It's a bit too much to speculate maliciously, but it's not necessarily true. The old guy from the vice-principal is really shameless. It is said that after he lost a bet with Angers and made a vow to abstain from drinking, this guy immediately went to the Night Watch forum to post rigorously.

Ask the elites of the Chemistry Department of Kassel College for help. Drinks with a certain alcohol content are not considered alcohol. It is said that they are now ordering drinks such as "wahahaha kvass" through cross-border mail order, which is shameless and slippery.

Only the blond girl can fully understand the dragon text on the bronze pillar. She said that those are alchemy techniques, but not necessarily all of them, but in the end, only the blond girl gained the knowledge. Although Lin Nian memorized most of them, he had no intention of translating them.

, things like alchemy are too obscure, and trying to follow another path is just a distraction.

You see, Angers and the vice-principal were both dragon-slaying elites of that generation. In the end, because of the different paths they took, the two paths of alchemy and fighting also created an old gangster with a gentlemanly demeanor and a bell tower man who eats five meals a day.

One, three meals with fried chicken.

Lin Nian doesn't want to become a fat otaku. An 'S'-level hybrid will become a fat otaku if he overeats (the great prince of Asgard can become one, and an 'S'-level hybrid will naturally become one too). Not to mention Lin Nian's wish.

No, Lin Xian would beat him on the head to urge him to lose weight after he became overweight. Studying alchemy all day long is really not suitable for him. Isn't there anyone else who can understand it now anyway?

"Don't even think about it." The blonde girl squinted at Lin Nian who was staring at her and read what he was thinking, "It's not something you can do just by 'reading' the difficulty of recreating some alchemy techniques.

It’s as difficult as replicating a photolithography machine. Do you want to treat me as a slave? I can barely tolerate being a slave on the bed, and I can count it as a poor little girl whose rent is levied by an unscrupulous landlord. But you want me to be a slave in the bed?

Sorry, working as a black slave in the alchemy workshop, we don’t have to talk about it!”

"Oh." Lin Nian said.

"And the problem to be solved now is not the study and application of alchemy. Do you think that you are done after bringing back the Dragon King's 'cocoon'?" The blond girl looked faintly at the brass jar next to Lin Nian and the light outside the porthole.

Under the sunlight, the smooth and polished tank wall is simply like a work of art at the pinnacle of modern craftsmanship. The flowers and vines formed by the pattern are reminiscent of the movement of a diving watch, and they do not look like they were created thousands of years ago.

"It's too easy." Lin Nian leaned lightly on the chessboard with his elbows, looking sideways at the legendary thing so close at hand with an unimpressed expression. If it were a dragon writer, or a historian, anyone

Sitting here, researchers at Kassel Academy would like to hold the brass jar and remember these uneven marks with their tongues.

Long Wen's 'cocoon' does have this qualification and magic power. He represents too many things. If the blood and bones of His Highness Norton are really Long Wen's bones and blood, can the hybrid be able to decipher the powerful secrets of the first generation species in it, and even take it as his own?

Is there the key to becoming a mortal and climbing the ladder of evolution?

"God" is in the jar, and "Jehovah" is beside him. Believers will kneel down to pray for the oracle and gospel, while blasphemers will sharpen their knives and cut away the whole bread and wine.

"That little 'orthodox' girl was smart enough. She sank your ship when she finally defended 'orthodoxy' by using Angers to blaspheme, forcing you to take all the necessary things to evacuate, if not the brass can

Having been transferred to Angers a long time ago, a conflict is bound to break out. Even if you kill everyone present at the time, it will be difficult to successfully return to the Academy Dragon King's 'cocoon' to be qualified enough for a war to break out between the Secret Party and the 'Orthodox'.

"The blonde girl chuckled and said,

"But at least the current peak users of 'Time Zero' and 'Sensana' are here. 'Sword Control', which can break the sound barrier in 0.1 seconds, is very strong. It is considered the strongest in this era, right? Maybe give her a little more time."

I have been able to control the 'magnetic field', the true core idea of ​​'Sword Control', but it is still useless. If you lose, you lose. This is the best that 'orthodox' can do in a hurry."

"As long as that thin layer of paper is not really pierced, then the conflict will inevitably be contained. You and Angers are doing 'nuclear deterrence'. This is not a trivial matter. If the 'orthodox' show of weakness is spread, then

The voice of Kassel College may increase by a few pounds or two in the future."

"You can see it very clearly." Lin Nian glanced at the blonde girl and said.

"Although I'm not good at calculations, at least I can passively control the situation." The blonde girl said, "Compared with this, aren't you curious about the origin of that frogman team?"

"There is nothing to be curious about. There are only two possibilities." Lin Nian said, "'Orthodox' gangsters started to attack the gang in advance, and third-party forces noticed the 'Kuimen Plan' and decided to intervene. There are two possibilities."

"But you are more inclined to believe the second one. After all, if it is the first one, the 'orthodox' will not be so stupid. If they really send their own people to attack the Monyach directly, it is despicable to start an undeclared war.

Behavior will be ostracized and accused by the entire mixed-race society. In addition to economic and trade, what is more important for 'orthodox' to have such a huge volume today is the trade of 'bones, blood, and horns'. In the mixed-race world, it has no credibility.

'But it's very important." The blonde girl said leisurely.

"So it is the person arranged by the 'Emperor'. He has previously expressed his interest in the four monarchs. He has his own plans for these monarchs who have not yet recovered, but we don't know his purpose for the time being." Lin Nian said,

"But only this time, His purpose was clear"

"The attack and death of the frogman team was like a shit bowl to the head. The person who led the frogman team to perform the mission stuffed a ball of yellow mud into the crotch of the 'legitim'. The 'legitim' didn't even know the relationship between the Monyach and the 'Kui'

In the case of the "Gate Plan", he forcefully sent "orthodox" people to attack the secret party. With you here, this group of frogmen will definitely be wiped out and no one will survive. Even if the "orthodox" arrived in time after the incident,
To be continued...