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Starting From The Dragon Clan Breake Through The World

A youth with extraordinary strength arrived in the world of the Dragon Clan. Faced with the enrollment guidance of the Cassell Academy, Lu Chen felt out of place amidst the plethora of dragonkin; he was the only pure human. How will he pass the 3E exam? Waiting online, quite urgent!... Thus begins the tale of a youth gradually rising to become the leader of Cassell Academy...

gilbert_gilbert · Fantasy
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64 Chs

Chapter 56: Sara

"This is Team A, Number Three. We have a local girl intruding here. I'll send her away now, and the outside specialist will escort her out."

Bob put down the walkie-talkie and spoke to the little girl in the Koikoi language, "Go home quickly, or the monsters will come out and eat you!"

Sara was driven away by the scary-looking uncle, feeling frightened, she ran off towards the village.

Bob shook his head and chuckled, then radioed the outside specialist, "She's gone, keep an eye out."

"Over."

This was just a trivial incident during the boring exploration night. Bob once again focused on operating the equipment. This device, modified by the Equipment Department of the Academy, was a life detector using UWB technology.

The high-power device could scan a radius of fifty meters, detecting signs of life within ten meters underground.

Such a device was usually used for post-earthquake rescue operations, so using it for geological exploration seemed a bit mismatched. However, they weren't here for geological exploration; they were here to find a certain creature, not to rescue it from underground, but to eliminate it.

Bob was very careful when operating the device, especially since it was a product of the Equipment Department. Every time he used equipment from the department, he would meticulously read the user manual. As expected, this time he found the warning sign with a red skull symbol on it.

Hmm, this device contained an explosive function, and the explosive power was considerable. It could easily blow him to pieces.

He looked at the slightly undulating lines on the device, reporting on the screen, "Zone A76 sweep completed, no signs detected."

...

Sara ran far away in one breath, then stopped and took a breath, a cunning smile appearing on her face.

She was just pretending to be scared because she knew that the uncle looked fierce but was actually a good person. They even bought cows and sheep from her family, and her parents had been very happy these days, saying they were preparing to send her to school.

She looked at the beautiful sea of flowers, listening attentively to the sounds of nature, wondering if she could still hear the wonderful singing tonight.

This was her not-so-secret secret. These days, she would often wander around the sea of flowers at night and always hear strange singing, hidden in the waves stirred up by the evening breeze. She believed it was the voice of the god of nature. Perhaps she had the talent of a wizard.

But when she told her fellow tribesmen about this, they all laughed at her, saying she was lying. Even if she said something so magical, it was false, just her wish to become a wizard in the tribe.

They also mocked her, saying she danced so poorly, like a clumsy duck, how could she ever become a wizard in the future?

The Koikoi people held the belief that all things have spirits, worshipping the forces of nature and ancestors, believing in witchcraft. They regarded wizards as the most magical people, with great powers beyond ordinary people. They possessed special magic, not only able to perform magic in the human world, but also able to communicate with ghosts and gods in the underworld.

Wizards were the most admired identity for Sara since childhood. She had seen a wizard from a major tribe once, and he was truly majestic. Everyone treated the wizard with utmost respect. Whenever they performed sacrifices, the wizard would dance to commune with the gods. It was believed that the next year's grazing season would be much better as a result.

Sara was very angry that her friends didn't believe her. She hadn't lied; she really had heard it, and she even shouted into the sea of flowers, and the owner of that singing voice responded to her.

She believed she had the talent to become a wizard. Otherwise, how could she hear the song of the god of nature?

The god of nature responded to her, so could it be considered that the god of nature also had high hopes for her?

So Sara didn't want to leave. Her parents said they would send her to school, but she heard that the children at the school looked down on people from their pastoral tribe. Instead of being cold-shouldered at school, she preferred to run on the prairie with her parents and grow up to become a respected wizard.

But what her parents decided couldn't be changed. The people in the tribe also agreed to the demands of the outsiders, happily selling their cattle and sheep, preparing to leave this land.

They were leaving tomorrow, and she wanted to bid farewell to the god of nature. But tonight, she didn't hear the song of the god of nature.

Was it because the god of nature was saddened by the tribe's abandonment of this land? Was it because the arrival of outsiders disturbed the tranquility of the god of nature? Was it because their exploration of this land aroused the anger of the god of nature?

Sara didn't know, but she was very disappointed. She had wanted to communicate with the god of nature one more time.

...

"Anomaly detected, anomaly detected! This is Zone C78!"

A specialist reported on the public screen, and all the specialists, whether they were conducting surveys or "standing guard" outside, instantly became alert.

Prime Executor Putiel stood up in the command room and said, "Send the waveform frequency band over, and let Norma perform a comparative analysis!"

At the same time, he also mobilized most of the A-grade elites to the C78 area to prevent any potential sudden battles.

Norma's analysis was quick, and the combat specialists of the execution department had just raised their guns. Before they had even walked a hundred meters, they reached a conclusion.

Putiel sighed inwardly. He had been too nervous himself. With some experience in using instruments, he should have been able to draw conclusions directly from the waveform situation.

After sitting down, he lit a cigarette. Originally, with the modus operandi of their execution department, there was no need to risk slowly exploring. They could have just waited until the local tribe moved away tomorrow and then used bunker-buster missiles to clear the area. He didn't believe that the still-dormant Third Generation would be able to resist.

But this time, the academy actually wanted to study samples, and absurdly, they even demanded live capture!

Capturing a pure-blooded Third Generation dragon? Was it because the recent growth of the clandestine party had made them too confident in themselves, or were they too confident in that new S-class ace specialist?

He had never worked with an S-class before, but he had heard about the person's deeds. Indeed, he was an outstanding young man, perhaps excessively so. He didn't doubt that he could subdue the Third Generation dragon with the cooperation of the specialists.

But to capture it alive? That would require pure blade combat! And in such a level of combat, ordinary hybrids couldn't even get involved. In other words, they were just here as a vanguard. While having a large number of A-grade elite specialists in this mission was said to be safe, according to the intentions of those directors, they were just there as cannon fodder. They were just the exploration team.

This made Putiel somewhat unhappy, but he always obeyed orders, and he also understood the significance of a pure-blooded Third Generation dragon sample for the academy's research, provided that the S-class ace specialist could really suppress the Third Generation.

"This is Zone A81, anomaly detected, anomaly detected!"

A thunderous voice suddenly sounded on the public screen, and Putiel looked at the wavelength segment sent over. It was obviously not something like a rabbit.