Chapter 32 The World Tree
The night is like a silent cage, covering the vast land of the world.

It was late at night, and Kassel College was like a giant dragon entrenched in the mountains and forests, sleeping soundlessly.

The library of Kassel College stands under the starry sky, with 46 marble columns supporting its firm back, like the Parthenon in Greece, elegant and sacred.

This antique building is majestic and majestic. The light of the stars and the moon shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the mosaic glass without stagnation. The floor tiles of porcelain-like exquisite terrazzo granite cover the hall on the first floor, which is nearly ten meters high. Bright, ethereal and quiet.

In the ancient books area on the top floor of the library, which is quieter than the first floor, fine particles of dust are shaken off under the moonlight, revealing every detail.

There is a mountain of books piled up in front of Professor Guderian. He is scratching his curly gray hair, and every wrinkle on his face is stuffed with deep sorrow.

Just when he was at his wit's end, the number of the elevator suddenly lit up, jumping suddenly, and then changing every two seconds.

Clearly, someone is heading towards the top!

Professor Guderian hurriedly restored the ancient books on the desk one by one with his extraordinary memory. He held his breath and broke out in cold sweat, but it did not hinder the rapid movement of his hands.

Ding!
The elevator door opened in response, Professor Guderian was still one step too late!
He quickly put his burly body behind the bookshelf, picked up a heavy "Ancient Egyptian Law Code" and held it up high. His old eyes were fixed on the slowly opening elevator door, waiting for the man to walk out of the elevator. Give him a heavy blow in an instant!
Holding his breath, the ancient books area was eerily quiet, and Professor Guderian could even hear his own violent heartbeat.

If the people who came were those lunatics from the executive department, and he couldn't make up a reasonable excuse to explain his suspicious behavior of tossing around the ancient books area in the middle of the night within a minute, then the honor of tenured professor would probably never be with him for the rest of his life.

There was a vague black shadow behind the elevator door, and someone came out!
Professor Guderian was about to use the "Code of Ancient Egypt" in his hand to send this uninvited guest to chat with Khufu's mummy and the Sphinx in his dream. When he was about to make a move, a bright bald head suddenly appeared In the eyelids, the crystal ball-like bald head refracted the dim light in the room a bit brighter.

"Manstein?"

"Guderian?"

The scene where patients meet is always so unexpected and reasonable. Professor Guderian finally let go of his nervous heart, and patted his chest like a survivor.

"Why are you here?"

"I should ask you this question. Don't forget that I am the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee." Professor Manstein's eyes and head were shining with a serious light.

"I... Oh yes, I was hungry in the middle of the night and wanted to come out to find a snack!" Professor Guderian scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Supper? Here?" Manstein looked around, not to mention that there wasn't even a cockroach around after supper, and the entire ancient books area was filled with countless ancient books and endless dust.

"That's right, it's here! Spiritual food can make me feel more satisfied and full!" Professor Guderian shook the heavy "Ancient Egyptian Law Code" in his hand.

"Guderian, you can bluff others but you can't bluff me. I understand you better than anyone else. You scratch your head whenever you feel guilty. The back of your head is almost bald by you. Did you find it?" Manstein's eyes flashed coldly.

Professor Guderian withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and at the same time slandered, others can say that the back of his head is bald, Manstein, you have a bald head with no grass, do you have the nerve to say that?
"It's for your precious student, right? It's that 'S' grade Lu Mingfei who just entered the school today, and his sensitivity to Long Wen is 0!" Manstein pointed out.

"How do you know..." Professor Guderian was taken aback.

"This matter is well known in the school!" Manstein took out his mobile phone, opened the night watchman forum and held it in front of Professor Guderian. The post on whether Lu Mingfei could pass the "3E" exam was still overwhelming. headlines.

"Your good student Fingal opened a gamble on the night watchman forum. Nearly half of the students in the college participated. The amount in the betting pool is almost approaching one hundred thousand dollars!"

Manstein's tone was full of dissatisfaction and indignation. He was in charge of discipline, and the students gambled openly in the academy. That was his dereliction of duty as the discipline committee member!

["Disciplinary Commissioner Gerd Rudolf Manstein (Professor)" bet $1000 [Yes]. 】

Professor Guderian stared at the screen and read aloud one of the replies in the post.

"Ahem, gambling is actually not under the control of the Department of Discipline. The emperor still enjoys the fun with the people. I also do this to infiltrate the students, so that the group of students will not say that I am unsmiling and selfless!" Manstein said quickly. The screen of the mobile phone is off.

"Lu Mingfei did not have any sympathy for 'Yan Ling·Emperor', but he must be 'S' rank, because a very strange thing happened after that!" Guderian said mysteriously.

"Don't tell me that you have confessed your blood? Is he actually your illegitimate son? Or the principal's illegitimate son?" Manstein said with rounded eyes.

"He learned the dragon text I recited after hearing it just once, and then I fell into spiritual vision, deep spiritual vision during his recitation!" Guderian stared at his old friend and said seriously.

"What kind of operation is this!" Manstein was obviously also shocked by the old friend's words, "You mean, he can't resonate with Long Wen, but he can recite the 'word' in its entirety after only listening to it once. Ling·Emperor', and it is so powerful that it can make you fall into deep spiritual vision?"

"Exactly." Guderian's old face was full of seriousness.

"We all have the blood of the Black Dragon Emperor flowing through our bodies. 'Yan Ling·Emperor' should be effective for all blood descendants who submit to the Dragon Emperor. Only one blood descendant does not need to surrender to the Dragon Emperor. Guderian, what did you think of? "

"Bai... White King?" Guderian said in disbelief.

"That's right, this is mentioned in the "Dragon Clan Book of Secrets", and we have also studied this topic together." Manstein said in a low voice, "But the blood of the White King cannot possibly be able to recite the words Ling·Emperor', black and white emperors are natural enemies!"

"So it means that they are descendants of the White King!" Guderian let out a long sigh of relief, "That's it?"

"What if he's not a hybrid of dragons and humans?" Manstein said in astonishment. Being able to learn it means that he possesses supreme knowledge and wisdom, what do you think of according to this logic?"

While speaking, Manstein took down a glass jar from the bookshelf behind Guderian, which contained an ancient copper scroll, "The Ice Sea Fragment, numbered ab0001, which records..."

The two said the name in unison, and the voice echoed in the empty and silent ancient book area, lingering, as if disturbing the whole night.

"World Tree, Yggdrasil!"

(End of this chapter)

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