Chapter 90: Planning

Li Ang had initially considered using the Death Servants to slip out of the Cassell College's sight, then go search for Nodens.

But in the end, he decided to continue engaging with the college.

The main reason was that Li Ang only knew the amnesiac Bronze and Fire King resided in Brooklyn, but had no idea of the exact location.

Moreover, with his current strength, rushing to awaken Long Wang Nodens was still somewhat risky, even if the latter was barely better than a cripple after failing to devour his brother.

And if Li Ang wanted to level up quickly, using Cassell College's resources was undoubtedly the fastest method.

Whether it was 【Apprentice Artisan (Alchemy)】 or 【Half-Blood】.

Li Ang had indeed considered the possibility of cooperating with Odin, since Odin's ability to alter everyone's memories might help him fulfill the second transformation condition of 【Immortal】.

But after careful thought, he still chose to abandon it.

First, the transformation condition for 【Immortal】 was: 【Participate in and lead a super-large-scale (planetary-standard) ritual whose element is 'Truth and Falsehood' (x)】.

Note: it must be leadership.

Clearly, if Odin acted, this condition could not be satisfied.

Second, this King of Sky and Wind had spent his entire existence pursuing power; if he learned of a capability capable of surpassing Nidhogg without being influenced by it, he would likely go mad.

Although Li Ang thought it unrealistic for Odin to become a 【Qi Refiner】 without a profession panel.

'Let me think—by now, Odin's brother Li Wuyue is definitely dead, and hasn't had time to devour Fenrir or Bai Wang, so he probably isn't that strong.'

'If I can complete my transformation and reach the second energy level, and then get Nodens or Grand Master Da Mi as allies, I might actually be able to kill Him.'

Thinking of this, Li Ang's gaze flickered.

For him, killing a Long Wang would bring immense rewards—whether the foreseeable flood of experience points, or Odin himself.

Besides, if Odin struck first, he couldn't possibly forbid Li Ang from retaliating.

'Tsk, if only I could summon spirits and command ghosts, I could directly obtain detailed information about the Seven Alchemical Kingdoms from Odin.'

The however-manyth day of missing the Eight Marvelous Techniques.

'Now I just wait for the college to send someone to contact me again—I wonder who it'll be this time.'

'And if I tell Chu Chu Zihang about Chu Chu Tianjiao's situation, he'll probably help me fight Odin.'

'But after I'm ready, how do I find Odin?'

Li Ang stroked his chin, sinking into thought.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.

'Herrzog! That old bastard has ties to Odin—just go straight to him.'

Li Ang believed Odin wouldn't sit idly by while he destroyed His planned pawn; He would inevitably reveal Himself.

'But ultimately, I still need to strengthen myself first—Cassell College should be sending new personnel to contact me soon.'

After such a major incident, Li Ang didn't believe Cassell College would remain passive—he just didn't know who would come in the end.

As Li Ang had anticipated, due to the large-scale Death Servant attacks in New York, Cassell College convened an emergency Xiaodong Society meeting overnight.

Ange looked at the intelligence in his hands and said half-jokingly: 'Ha, now I truly believe the kid really has a Long Wang's legacy.'

'Though it looks like he stole it.'

Upon hearing this, Flamel beside him nodded in agreement.

They both now believed the alchemy data in Li Ang's possession had likely been stolen from the tomb of that Long Wang, or at the very least from the tomb of a second-generation or third-generation pure-blood dragon.

Otherwise, how else would a normal person be hunted by Death Servants?

But the most crucial point was:

'The Zhou family has replied—they've never seen this kid.'

As soon as the words were spoken, Ange's face broke into a wry smile—he was genuinely intrigued by Li Ang now.

Meanwhile, Flamel leaned lazily back in his chair: 'Are you planning to meet the boy yourself?'

Having spent so many years with Ange, Flamel knew him better than anyone.

Ange put down the intelligence and looked at Flamel: 'Come with me? Flamel, you must also be interested in the alchemy data he holds.'

'Skip it—he's not a beauty,' said the old man in a floral shirt, waving his hand, then pulling out a dossier from behind him, 'Here's the alchemy for exchange—take it to him for me.'

Though he didn't get the answer he wanted, Ange didn't mind.

He merely took the alchemy Flamel handed him and flipped through a few pages: 'You didn't try to fool the kid with common trash.'

'He's not stupid—common trash is freely posted on Hunter Network with plenty of bounties,' Flamel rolled his eyes, 'These are about all I can spare—figure it out yourself.'

After witnessing 【Gallus Scale】 (Youth Edition), this Alchemical Master of the Secret Party knew Li Ang had basic knowledge of alchemy.

Trying to appease this young man with common trash was clearly unrealistic.

At that moment, an elderly man with pale skin and densely covered scales suddenly spoke: 'Ange.'

'How long are you going to keep playing your childish dragon-hunting games?'

As soon as he spoke, the room fell silent.

The speaker was Beowulf, the current heir of the 【Blood-Drinking Dragon Hunters】.

He had opposed the founding of Cassell College from the very beginning.

'Since the Zhou family says they've never seen this half-blood, just capture him and interrogate him.'

'I'm curious which tomb he stole it from.'

Beowulf's tone was cold.

He wasn't interested in alchemy—he was only interested in pure-blood dragons.

Hearing this, Ange slowly erased the smile from his face: 'Beowulf, your thinking is outdated.'

'The Secret Party needs fresh blood—haven't you noticed how old you are?'

Beowulf sneered at Ange's words: 'You old bastard—you're about my age, and you dare say that?'

'Forget it—you shouldn't have called me today.'

With those words, the one-hundred-and-thirty-year-old Dragonblood Aficionado ended his video call.

And with his departure, the room fell silent.

After a long while, Angre spoke again:

"That's it, everyone may go."

After dropping that line, he likewise left the scene.

Seeing this, Flamel could not help but shake his head:

"Those two fellows—"

The next Yizhang Society chapter will be posted later.