Chapter 237: Enrollment in Kassel, the Alternative Golden Eyes
After calming down, Luo Hao asked, "Were you sent by Pompeii to pick me up?"

Finkel blinked, looking confused: "I don't know?"

"It was our president, Caesar, who asked me to pick you up."

"Okay!" Luo Hao nodded to show that he understood. Pompey asked Caesar to pick him up, and Caesar outsourced it to Finkel.

After leaving the airport, Finkel took Luo Hao to the subway with ease. Luo Hao's mouth twitched and he asked, "No, they said they were welcoming the Second Prince, so they took me to this."

I have to say that Finngo is definitely very cost-effective. He would never take the subway instead of a taxi, and would never walk instead of taking the bus. The fare was perfectly compressed to less than two US dollars per person!

"Not driving a car or anything." Luo Hao asked.

"High-speed rail, this is a foreign specialty that you must try. Senior brother specially brought you here for a tour." Finkel tried to argue, saying that high-speed rail is the crystallization of human wisdom, from subways to financial systems, and from financial systems to world peace.

It seems like the world will be destroyed if you don’t take the high-speed rail when you go to a foreign country.

"Why? Are you here to see the special toilets and high-speed railway?" Luo Hao rolled his eyes and interrupted him, fearing that if he continued, he would be confused: "Just because you came to pick someone up, Caesar didn't give you any funds?"

"This is not like the Gattuso family." Although Luo Hao also disliked the Gattuso family, he had to admit that they were really rich.

A few years ago, when he built the supercomputer Xiao Ai, he needed the world's top technological equipment.

The Gattuso family sent research equipment worth tens of billions without saying a word, and didn't even ask what it was used for.

He definitely looks like a nouveau riche.

Finkel said confidently: "Yes, but I used it all to pay off my debts."

Luo Hao was not surprised that Fen Gou misappropriated student union funds.

But when he paid back his debt, he was shocked: "You will pay back your debt."

Finkel seemed to be greatly insulted: "What kind of words are these? My creditors took the trouble to come to my room and greet me so kindly."

"I will definitely pay it back!"

Luo Hao nodded. This made sense. It was the Finger he remembered. "Oh, so the door was blocked."

Finkel said suspiciously: "Why do I feel like you know me very well, Junior Brother?"

Luo Hao asked: "Is there?"

"I don't think so!"

Soon, they arrived at the legendary Chicago Railway Station. Luo Hao looked up at the church-like dome of the Chicago Railway Station.

Finkel led them through the VIP channel. A man in a dark green conductor uniform stood in front of the ticket gate. He was holding a card machine in his hand and looked at them with a smile.

"Mr. Luo Hao, the train has arrived at the station and has been waiting for a long time." The conductor called out Luo Hao's name. It seemed that what Finkel said was right. This train was indeed specially sent to pick him up.

Luo Hao asked: "Senior from Cassel?"

"Graduate of Kassel College, Class of 98, Department of History." said the conductor with a smile.

Then he turned his head to look at Finkel and said, "Fingel, why are you so slow when I asked you to pick someone up?"

Finkel explained: "Isn't this taking the Second Prince to appreciate the unique scenery of America?"

The conductor watched as Finkel swiped his ticket. The card reader lit up green and made a beep.

I couldn't help but say, "Can you accumulate enough GPA to graduate successfully this year? I heard that the college is considering downgrading your grade again."

"I've reached 'E' level. Isn't 'E' level the lowest level in the academy? Can I still drill through the floor?" Finkel said with a bitter face.

"The Equipment Department can drill through the Well of Oblivion, so you may be able to drill through the floor. I heard that they are planning to add a new 'F' class. You should be proud to be the one who refreshes the lower limit of the rating every time and makes history." The conductor said, "After all, being able to achieve this level among mixed-bloods is an unprecedented achievement."

"I really want to thank those guys. I don't want to graduate. Is it my problem? Who made these credits so difficult to complete?" Finkel shouted in dissatisfaction.

Luo Hao walked forward and swiped his ticket. The green light came on and the sound was cheerful music.

"S-level!"

"This must be a lie!" Finkel and the conductor were shocked at the same time.

"'S'?" Finkel's eyes widened. "Isn't the principal the only one with 'S'?"

"More than that, it should be that the members of the director's family are given special treatment."

Directors are basically all S-level, but that doesn’t mean they have S-level bloodline, such as Caesar’s uncle.

Finkel looked at Luo Hao deeply and said, "But Caesar is not an S-level person!"

The conductor took the two of them to the platform, and the dark high-speed train stopped on the tracks, with silvery-white vine-like patterns extending backward from the front of the train.

Normal trains will not have these patterns. The decorations seem to have been processed by young people who love street art in the city of Chicago. However, the person who processed the decoration of the 1000th express train is a master-level figure.

As gorgeous as a work of art. Outside the only door that slid open stood an old figure.

"This is Professor Manstein!"

"Hello Luo Hao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as he got on the train, Professor Manstein handed Luo Hao a package of clothes. After he opened it, the World Tree school emblem was particularly eye-catching, and Luo Hao quickly changed into the school uniform.

Professor Manstein's eyes lit up at the sight of him. He was wearing a white shirt, a dark green suit with a silver trim, a dark rose-red scarf, and the Kassel College's World Tree emblem embroidered on his chest pocket. He looked elegant and handsome.
"Not bad, it fits very well." Manstein nodded and commented, "The new school uniforms are made of brand-new fabrics. Recently, the Equipment Department has developed a new type of spider silk and added it to the fabric interlayer, which can play a bulletproof role."

"You mean this school uniform is bulletproof?" Luo Hao was stunned for a moment, tugged at the cuffs and tried to tear it off. Sure enough, it was very willful, but it was obviously a school uniform and not a combat uniform.

However, considering how dangerous Kassel Academy is in the original book, it is normal to regard combat suits as school uniforms.

"As expected of Kassel, the martial virtues are abundant." "It's better to take precautions before they happen. There have been many shootings on campus recently." Manstein hesitated and said, "Come, sit here. Let's discuss some formalities for admission. After we have settled the formalities, I can tell you more about the college."

Luo Hao and Professor Manstein sat opposite each other across an oak table.

The carriage is in an elegant European style, with the walls decorated with Victorian-style patterned wallpaper, the portholes wrapped in solid wood, and the dark green leather sofas embroidered with gold threads. There is no detail that is not exquisite.

"Coffee or hot chocolate?" Professor Manstein asked, leaning against the wall with his back to a huge painting covered by a canvas.

"Hot chocolate." Fingel raised his hand.

"You don't get any." Professor Manstein looked at Luo Hao and said, "What do you want to drink?"

"Just an ice cola!" Luo Hao replied.

Professor Manstein on the other side said, "You should understand some of the truth about the world."

"I know something about it!" Luo Hao nodded in response.

"However, we still have to go through the admissions counseling process again." Professor Manstein clapped his hands.

Finkel's hand trembled, and he suddenly lifted up the canvas on the drawing board beside him!
Luo Hao instantly saw the hideous creature hiding in the shadows, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably, not because of fear, but as he was preparing for a battle.

The pressure from the painting put Luo Hao into combat mode.

In the picture, the sky is iron blue mixed with the color of fire. A single giant tree stands, its dead branches extending in all directions, weaving a dense net to support the cracked sky. The wasteland is full of dead bones, and a black giant beast is rising from the depths of the bone pile, its wings full of skulls, spreading its huge membrane wings, and spitting black flames towards the sky.

Dragon.

This word popped into his mind the first time he saw the creature in the painting.

He could vaguely hear something roaring and screaming, and the angry emotions were flowing on the painting like magma. The golden color in the dragon's eyes was as dazzling as wet ink illuminated by direct sunlight, giving people the illusion that the painting was alive.

"Dragon King Nidhogg, the culprit who gnawed down the World Tree in Norse mythology, the end of all things, the destroyer of the world." Professor Manstein stood in front of the scroll, holding a red wine glass and staring at it: "For thousands of years, countless generations of us have been looking for the target. They are hidden in the shadow of human history. They were once the creators, pioneers, and kings of this world. They wrote the true history, and we humans played the role of fire thieves and slaves at most."

"I understand!" Luo Hao lowered his eyes, as if trying to suppress his anger so as not to tear up the painting himself.

"Well, this way I don't have to bother explaining the concept of hybrids to you."

"Lest they think I'm having a relapse of mental illness."

As he spoke, Professor Manstein gave Finkel a fierce look, as if he had a criminal record.

"Ahem, didn't the professor just tell me a few facts before? There's no need to remember them for so long."

"What facts... Damn it, that's slander. Do you know that irresponsible remarks like that will ruin the freshmen's first impression of our college? Freshman orientation is difficult enough already."

"And last time, we almost got locked up again because people thought we were a bunch of psychopaths."

Luo Hao shrugged helplessly and watched the teacher and student playing together.

"Although our college is a formal university registered with the U.S. Department of Education, we all use self-compiled textbooks." Manstein took out a small booklet and placed it in front of Luo Hao.

"This is a future subject, you can learn about it now."

"By the way, have you ever studied Latin?"

Luo Hao nodded. He had previously collected alchemy knowledge from around the world through Xiao Ai and also learned various languages.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to understand the alchemical knowledge.

"Our textbooks are usually written in Latin, which is helpful for understanding the language of dragons."

Luo Hao opened the booklet and saw a series of directories, including alchemical engineering, dragon genealogy, magic mechanical design, dragon lineage theory and other different subjects.

Professor Manstein patiently explained to Luo Hao.

Finally, Professor Manstein handed over a contract written entirely in Latin.

Luo Hao picked it up and scanned it roughly: "Is this the contract?"

Luo Hao didn't care at all. A contract was no more useful than a fist. When the fist was big, the contract was extremely sacred. When the fist was small, this thing was no more useful than a piece of toilet paper.

Professor Manstein corrected him: "It is the Abrahamic blood contract."

"Ah, yes, that's the contract to join the secret party."

Luo Hao signed the contract.

Professor Manstein then began to introduce the rules and regulations of Kassel College to Luo Hao.

……

Professor Manstein said, "We are here!"

Luo Hao's face suddenly brightened up under the light from the car window.

It turned out that the No. 1000 express train rushed out of the long red pine forest, and bright sunlight suddenly shone into the carriage, just falling on the sharp painting, making the black dragon shine brightly, and the golden pupils seemed lifelike as if they were alive.

Luo Hao turned his head to look out the window, and his vision into the distance suddenly widened. He saw a low evergreen mountain in the coniferous forest in the distance, and the castle-like academy buildings were vaguely visible in the mountains. Everything was like a mythological fable shrouded in mist, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Soon the vehicle stopped, the strong wind blew up the dead leaves, and the roar came from far away. When approaching the platform, the train had quietly slowed down and slid into the platform like a shuttle.

Luo Hao arrived at Kassel College.

The second stage of my life is about to begin.

"Dragons and Gods, a new era is about to begin!" Luo Hao walked to the front of the car door. Under the shadow, there was a pair of unique golden eyes, which added a bit of mystery to the original majesty.

(End of this chapter)