Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 372 Negotiation (Part )

"But I want to give you more than just promises." The corners of Yuan Zhisheng's clothes moved in the wind.

The hair was also blown into a mess.

But his eyes were so bright.

"Teacher Flamel, this USB flash drive contains information about the Nibelungen Project." He took out something that could be called a treasure from his pocket. "After improvements, it can be divided into two portions."

Flamel frowned. He couldn't believe that the Nibelungen Plan would be mastered by the Snake Eight Families, and he couldn't believe that anyone could make such an improvement.

He has always hoped to get more places, but he has always failed.

Once the dilution process is carried out... the consequence will inevitably be that the bloodline of the people undergoing the plan will get out of control and they will become slaves to the dragon blood.

"This is the technology I got from Han Qiu. He promised to help us deal with the ghost issue. Although he is a dragon, he is indeed trustworthy. But I am not sure about its authenticity, so I will let you take a look at it so that we can feel at ease." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Flamel lost interest in the wine and reached for the USB drive, "Computer."

Yuan Zhisheng cooperated and handed the computer to Flamel.

This was an extremely long process, and Flamel's face was almost glued to the laptop screen.

"This..." Flamel was shocked: "How is it possible?"

"If this sincerity is not enough." Yuan Zhisheng took out another injection and said, "This is a product obtained completely according to this technology. We haven't conducted any tests yet, so I'll give it to you as a gift."

Flamel stared at the tube of serum and pondered for a long time before saying, "There is no problem following the route above. It can indeed achieve differentiation while retaining the original efficacy."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, it works in theory. After all, I am old, and maybe I was influenced by Ange. My brain is as easy to get into a dead end as this old rogue." Flamel cursed, and suddenly laughed, "Yuan Zhisheng, I dare not use this thing, but I can accept the modified technology."

Flamel pushed the injection back to Yuan Zhisheng and put the USB drive in his pocket.

"I don't know you very well, but I've heard a lot about you from Angers, and Caesar and Chu Zihang have also told me about what kind of person you are. This doesn't seem like something you can do, nor is it something that the Sheqi Eight Clan can do. You should know the value of such technology."

"Then why do you think I should take it out?"

"You didn't want to take it out." Flamel's eyes lit up, "Where is Han Qiu?"

"Why do you ask that?" Yuan Zhisheng could only express his admiration.

I admire Han Qiu's rhetoric, his posturing, and his ability to predict Flamel's reaction.

Yuan Zhisheng has already taken the lead in this conversation and is leading Flamel by the nose.

In fact, Han Qiu's calculation ability has been greatly improved after this trip to Japan.

With the existence of the prophet and a few eyes, even if the plan is not perfect, it is almost there.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is not such an important person. Flamel's importance to the world is far less outrageous than Angers.

But even so, Han Qiu used his current bloodline to spy on Flamel's corner, which also caused his "prophet" spirit to fall into a cooling period of dozens of days.

"From my intuition, your current speaking style and behavior style are very similar to his. I have read the letter he left for Ange. There is a kind of arrogance of a young man between the lines, and a bit of politeness. These are not the most important things. The most important thing is his attitude of 'you have no choice'."

"That's a good summary. The Sheqi Eight Clans were led down a path of no return by him." Yuan Zhisheng smiled bitterly, "You can't say it was led. Han Jun's thinking is very pure, so pure that no matter whether it's himself or the other party, he only considers the purpose and the bottom line. As for the things in between, he can abandon them all, and he will drag us to abandon them all."

"You haven't answered my question yet. Where is Han Qiu?" Flamel asked.

"Hokkaido, he didn't run away." Yuan Zhisheng's expression made Flamel unable to see any flaws.

This in itself is telling the truth.

How could there be any flaws in the real truth?

"You are protecting a dragon. Isn't the lesson the White King taught you enough?" Flamel thought these guys were ridiculous.

Many years ago, the Eight Clans of Sheqi were bewitched by King Bai. Many years later, the Eight Clans of Sheqi were bewitched by Han Qiu again.

"Teacher Flamel, we are doing the same thing." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Flamel understood all at once, everything.

Understand the same thing that Yuan Zhisheng said, and understand Yuan Zhisheng's intention.

"Are you crazy?" Flamel picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The spilled wine wet his chest.

"Mad, are you crazy?" Flamel repeated.

"If we are crazy, then Master Flamel, aren't you just as crazy as Principal Angers?"

Flamel knocked on the table and said, "You are facing two dragons that are difficult to control, and one of them is the king of the earth and the mountain. This is not the same thing. And don't bring me into this. Ange, the old rogue, and I are two different concepts."

"It makes no difference to me."

"The old scoundrel is right. The Japanese are just a bunch of stubborn lunatics." Flamel gave up on quibbling and persuading. He filled his glass and raised it. "Come on, let's have one. That's how I drank with those guys from CN during World War II. It was fun."

"I need to know why we drink this glass of wine." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly.

"Why are you drinking? For the sake of a rope. Damn you, old rascal. Before coming to Japan, he was full of confidence and said he would kill a few dragon kings, but in the end, he got caught and didn't kill anyone." Flamel asked, "Do you want to drink? If you drink, I will take Lu Mingfei away. I see your sincerity, or rather, Han Qiu's sincerity. Yuan Zhisheng, I advise you to be careful, you will ruin yourself sooner or later."

"Don't worry about that. I'll go to France after I finish my business in Japan."

"What do you mean? You're going to spy on the half-bloods in Europe?"

"No, I'm just going on vacation, probably for the rest of my life."

"You are crazier than the old rogue. At least he threw the mess to me because something happened to him, but you threw the mess to the Eight Snake Clan when nothing happened to you."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't care about Flamel's words. He raised his wine glass, lowered it by one centimeter than Flamel, and gently touched it with Flamel's. "This is all for the future. Let's focus on the present first. No matter what, the Sheqi Eight Clan have finally made it onto the real stage."

"I admire your ambition. It's not enough to just rebel against the academy, you also want to make a fortune."

"Pursue victory."

"When I was young and played Texas Hold'em, I also believed in this saying. But the result was often that I lost all my money and interest, and in the end I couldn't even afford a glass of wine."

"Aren't you enjoying your drink now?"

"That's because I don't play Texas Hold'em anymore." Flamel put his legs on the table and lowered the brim of his hat. "I'm going to take a nap. Remember to bring Lu Mingfei over."

"Teacher Flamel, you said verbal agreements are not trustworthy."

"Damn, you learn really fast."