69novels Chapter 45 Egg
Chapter 45 Egg
Frost's face darkened, and he spoke up sharply before the others could:
"Norma, are you mistaken? Hilbert Jean Angers is unconscious and in critical condition. He is no longer able to fulfill his duties as principal."
According to the bylaws, he no longer needs to vote; the board of directors can now vote directly.
He believed that Norma must have just encountered a procedural problem temporarily, otherwise how could she have ignored such an obvious fact?
But when faced with accusations from Frost, one of the school's board members, Norma kept repeating her previous statement:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Frost, your proposal cannot be passed without a vote from the Principal of Kassel College."
Damn it! Frost cursed under his breath. Logically, as the most advanced AI on the planet, the Academy's AI secretary, Norma, shouldn't have made such a rigid and basic mistake.
He wanted to have the engineers perform a comprehensive inspection and maintenance of Norma, but their server room wasn't located here at all; it was deep underground at the Kassel College in the New World.
But the board of trustees' decision will not be put on hold because of a small piece of artificial intelligence.
Although their actions at Kassel College would be greatly slowed down without the other party's cooperation, the board of directors had considered the possibility of problems arising from the other party when Norma was first established, and therefore had already prepared countermeasures.
But all of that is contingent on at least getting their people into Kassel College.
Otherwise, it's all just empty talk.
Frost waved his hand, intending to silence the incessantly chattering Norma, but then a girl with dark green eyes suddenly spoke up on the screen:
"Norma, who is the current principal of Kassel College?"
Norma, who had been repeating mechanical words, suddenly paused, followed by a string of flattering words:
"The current principal of Kassel College is the only S-rank student at present, and a future dragon slayer..."
Mr. Lu Mingfei!
Lu Mingfei? Frost was stunned when he heard the name. He remembered that this was the new student that Angers had high hopes for.
Although he didn't know why the other party gave him such a high S-level rating, he thought at the time that he was just a freshman and what trouble he could cause, so Frost, as the rotating director, turned a blind eye.
But who would have thought that such a freshman, even if he was an S-class student, could possibly become the principal of Kassel College?
This is completely against the rules!
Frost's expression darkened, and under the watchful eyes of the board members on the screen, he questioned Norma:
"Norma, are you sure there's no problem with your database? Lu Mingfei is just an S-class freshman, how could he possibly become the principal of Kassel College?"
A moment of silence fell over the meeting room as the board members, along with Frost, waited for Norma's reply on the screen.
Finally, a mechanical female voice rang out again:
"Your Excellency Mr. Frost, the appointment of Lu Mingfei as principal is confirmed without a doubt. He was personally appointed by the previous principal, and there are no issues whatsoever."
Frost's face was as black as coal at this moment, whether it was because Lu Mingfei had suddenly usurped the position of principal or because Norma called him acting school board member, it was hard to tell.
No matter what questions he asked, or even if other board members asked the same questions, the answer was always the same: there was no problem with Lu Mingfei's status as the current principal of Kassel College.
Moreover, the remote modification commands have been locked, and if they want to unlock Lu Mingfei's permissions, they can only go to the underground computer room of Kassel College in person.
"An investigation team must be sent!" Frost's roar echoed in the conference room, reaching out the window and startling a flock of birds that had landed on the treetops.
They soared high, skimming over the incredibly luxurious manors on the ground.
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The vice-principal cupped his hands to his face, watching the pigeons fly over the church, and couldn't help but lick his lips.
Speaking of which, these pigeons are getting fatter and fatter than before.
He was pondering in his mind one hundred and eight ways to roast the pigeon.
"Vice Principal!" At that moment, a man in a white protective suit waved to him from a distance.
The vice principal could only helplessly withdraw his covetous gaze from the pigeons and turn to walk towards the man.
The two entered the elevator of the building next door, and after passing through multiple layers of security and numerous checkpoints, they finally arrived at a conference room located deep underground.
Two rows of people, all dressed in sealed protective suits, sat there, their identities and genders obscured.
Oh, it should be men, because the vice principal recalled that no woman could tolerate working with these lunatics.
The vice principal sat down casually without any hesitation, because there was absolutely no danger here.
This is Watt Alheim, the land of dwarves in Norse mythology.
Of course, this is just the name given to the Equipment Department of Kassel College. In reality, its name is much longer: Institute for Alchemy and Scientific Engineering Applications.
However, in the vice principal's opinion, these guys didn't produce anything of practical use; all they produced were dangerous explosives.
Seeing all eyes staring at him, the vice principal unabashedly put his legs up on the conference table:
"I said, have you figured out anything about that thing you brought from Bronze City?"
You should know that your dear Principal Angers almost lost his life because of this, and he's still in the emergency room.
The vice principal said casually.
Strictly speaking, he had a great time acting as principal these days, and even organized several bikini swimming competitions that required all female students to participate.
He was naturally the referee.
"In fact, we already have research results." A man whose clothes read "Deputy Director" stood up.
"Oh, Deputy Director Karl, you say it." The vice principal pulled out a silver wine jug from somewhere and took a big gulp.
"Our research has revealed that the rectangular box is a unique alchemical weapon."
Such exquisite craftsmanship, and even the mastery of alchemy, is beyond the reach of ordinary hybrids or even dragons. Therefore, we conclude that this is the masterpiece of the Bronze and Fire King, one of the Four Kings.
Deputy Director Karl talked at length about the research and discoveries his group had made on the alchemical weapon known as the Seven Deadly Sins, making the vice principal drowsy.
Only after the other party finished their enthusiastic introduction did the vice principal put the empty wine jug aside.
"And the other one?"
The equipment department staff didn't introduce the other item first, so it probably wasn't anything special. The vice principal didn't pay much attention to it and just asked casually.
"Oh, that's an egg of at least a first-generation dragon species," Deputy Director Karl said casually.
puff!
The vice principal spat out all the wine in his mouth, his eyes wide with shock:
"What did you say?!"