Dragon Raja: Starting with Deadpool, Evolving Through Devouring

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The fact that Cao Han, the new junior who was unhesitatingly rated as "S" level by von Schneider, made everyone on the plane except Schneider very interested.

The difference is that they aren't as shameless as Finger.

"By using this senior as a benchmark..."

As he spoke, Cao Han hesitated, pondering what words would be both accurate and gentle enough to avoid offending anyone. After much thought, he couldn't come up with a suitable one.

"It's all a waste of money, no matter how many come."

As soon as the words were spoken, some people were happy while others were sad.

The one who suffered the most was Raymond, who was described as "a waste of time no matter how many come," his face turning a deep, liver-colored red with embarrassment, while also feeling a hint of resentment.

Those who successfully enter Kassel College as students are basically elites among mixed-race individuals; who doesn't have a bit of arrogance?

Raymond admitted that his strength was indeed not enough in front of the "killers" in the Execution Department, but it couldn't be that bad in front of a freshman who hadn't even enrolled yet, could it?

Seeing that the S-level freshman didn't seem to shy away from discussing his strength, Wan Boqian turned around, knelt down on her seat, looked at Cao Han in the back row, and asked him the same question with a look of curiosity.

"Junior, what about me, your senior?"

"Emmm......I thought you were an office worker, senior."

"Pfft-"

Everyone could see the subtext of this high-EQ statement. Raymond, who was a little unwilling just a second ago, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the more he thought about it, the more exaggerated it became.

Wan Boqian raised her beautiful eyebrows and glared fiercely at the witty junior. Remembering Fingel's reputation as a good-for-nothing who had failed to graduate this year and had been demoted, she stubbornly pressed on with another question:

"And what about the bear next to you?"

"In terms of strength, Senior Fingel is probably the strongest among all of you! (Waaaaah~)"

Just as Cao Han was about to tell the truth, Fingel's sneak attack covered his mouth, leaving him only able to make indistinct sounds.

Turning his head, he saw Fingel looking at him with a pleading expression.

He immediately realized that the other party did not want to reveal their strength in front of others, and Cao Han, who did not like to gossip about other people's strength, chose to keep quiet.

Fingel secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally planned to dig up a big story and make a fortune on the Night Watchers forum, but he hadn't expected to almost get himself involved. He could only quickly change the subject:

"Then let me ask you a different question. Junior, are you confident in passing the 3E exam?"

Such a small problem was naturally no challenge for him, the Minister of Information of Kassel and the King of Paparazzi. He immediately came up with a better idea with a quick glance.

"The 3E exam? What is that?"

"It's a pedigree rating test for admission."

"I'm not sure."

Cao Han was unsure how his bloodline, spanning three generations, would fare in the bloodline evaluation test. Perhaps before the test was even over, his pure-blooded dragon identity would be completely exposed, and he would be surrounded by people in layers.

"It's okay, I believe the teacher wouldn't make things up without reason!"

Based on Fingel's understanding of his teacher, von Schneider, he was very confident in this initial S-level assessment.

Thinking about this, he sensed a strong "business opportunity".

Without saying a word, he pulled out his laptop and his hands flew across the keyboard.

It didn't take long.

The Night Watchers forum, which was already buzzing with activity because of his post yesterday, has now seen another fresh and hot post.

However, this post is a bit special because it allows betting.

"[Prediction Post] Will the strongest freshman's final bloodline evaluation result be S-rank?"

Below are two options: "Yes" and "No". You can also enter the betting amount while making your selection.

Cao Han: "......"

When I read the original book, I knew that Fingel was a bit shameless, but after actually getting to know him, I realized that I had underestimated him.

How can this guy do something as natural as opening a betting pool in front of the person in question?

"Isn't internet access not allowed on airplanes?"

However, Cao Han's focus was clearly different from that of ordinary people, and he didn't mind Fingel's approach.

"Regular network signals certainly don't allow it, but I'm connected to a satellite network right now!"

"Satellite network? That's amazing."

"Of course..."

Fingel was all smiles, ready to boast, when in the blink of an eye, the webpage on his screen redirected to the familiar "404 NOT FOUND!"

Before Fingel could even use his hacking skills to find out what was going on, the captain's slightly panicked voice suddenly came over the plane's intercom:

"This is Captain Jess Scott. A large thunderstorm cloud has suddenly appeared ahead of our flight path. Everyone, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts."

It is quite common for airplanes to encounter thunderstorms during flight.

The captain in charge of piloting their flight had previously flown fighter jets in the military and also had ample experience flying civilian aircraft.

Under normal circumstances, it would certainly not be enough to make him sound so panicked.

Sitting in the front row, von Schneider frowned, instinctively sensing that something was amiss.

However, before he could react or ask for further details...

The entire aircraft was violently shaking and vibrating, giving people a sense of panic that it might fall apart and disintegrate at any moment.

This is tens of thousands of meters in the air!

If a hybrid were to fall from this height, the immense gravitational acceleration would turn it into a bloody mess upon impact with the sea!

Inside the cockpit of the aircraft.

Captain Jess Scott, who secretly worships a man stared at on a cross, makes prayer gestures with his right hand, moving it up, down, left, and right, while muttering something unintelligible.

The co-pilot slumped in his seat, looking utterly hopeless.

It's hard to believe, but such a large area of ​​thunderstorm clouds suddenly appeared right in front of the two of them.

By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late to change course; the plane could only crash headlong into the endless thunderstorm clouds.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

fifteen minutes.

The shaking and trembling of the plane did not lessen as perceived by the passengers; on the contrary, it intensified.

The threat of death immediately gripped everyone's mind.

"Don't panic! Everyone put on your parachutes immediately, just in case."

At this moment, von Schneider, as the head of the executive department, was the anchor of the team. He quickly stood up to calm everyone down while taking firm steps toward the driver's seat.

"Professor Schneider, the captain would like to have you come over to discuss this matter."

Seeing the flight attendant's still panicked expression, Schneider's expression became extremely serious. It seemed that things were far more complicated than he had thought.

Cao Han, sitting in his seat, appeared calm on the surface, but he had a strong premonition.

This sudden change is very likely aimed at me.

"Whose people could they be working for?"

"Little devil?"

"Or is it... Xia Mi?!"

Chapter 54 Sit tight, this is my C

"Professor Schneider, we're lost!"

Captain Jess Scott looked as if he had lost a family member.

Death is the greatest fairness in this world; it makes no distinction between you, me, or anyone else.

Five minutes ago, Jess was certain he wouldn't have acted this way. God knows how many times his emotions had gone on a rollercoaster in those fifteen minutes.

The sudden thunderstorm clouds that loomed over their flight path were not a natural phenomenon at all.

After the plane crashed into it, all the mechanical instruments became ineffective due to the violent electric ions, and it could only switch to manual flight mode.

Emotions are contagious.

Even for von Schneider, who had narrowly escaped death, such a scene could not move him.

It was this composure—unwavering even in the face of imminent collapse—that gradually calmed the others down after he entered the cockpit.

Can you pinpoint our current location?

"No! But I estimate that it should still be over the Pacific Ocean."

"Can you get in touch with Norma?"

"No! All electronic devices have completely crashed and become unusable."

"Based on your experience, how long do you think we can hold out?"

"I don't know! Anything can happen in a thunderstorm cloud. The worst-case scenario is that you could be struck by lightning in the next second, and the best-case scenario is that you can hold out until the plane runs out of fuel."

The more Schneider learned, the more he realized the severity of the current situation!

According to Captain Jess, they got lost, but based on his experience...

They seem to be trapped by something!

The only creature that meets the requirements and has the capability is a pure-blooded dragon!

The more concentrated the bloodline of a pure-blooded dragon, the more likely it is to cause widespread elemental upheavals and celestial changes when it is reborn from its cocoon or awakens.

"That's not right either. If a large-scale elemental upheaval and celestial phenomenon were caused by the unconscious awakening of a second-generation or third-generation species, it shouldn't have the effect of trapping people!"

The archives of Kassel College contain records of past exterminations of awakened second-generation and third-generation species, but there has never been a case like theirs.

"Only a Nibelungen prototype, something akin to a domain, could produce such an effect."

The answer was already obvious to von Schneider.