Chapter 93: The Big Hand of Capital

Li Ang's refusal clearly exceeded Anghe's expectations.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Can you tell me why?"

Li Ang could not possibly reveal to the head of the Cassel Institute the true reason he refused to join the Executive Department.

After all, if he entered the Executive Department, it would become very difficult for him to approach Norten later.

But given the current situation, Li Ang couldn't completely sever ties with the Cassel Institute and go it alone.

So he'd have to use their resources to his advantage.

"I'm sorry, Headmaster Anghe," Li Ang did not answer directly, "but in gratitude for Master Flamels' generosity, if the Executive Department needs assistance during this time, I am willing to help."

Li Ang's plan was sound: this way, he could maintain his autonomy while using the Cassel Institute's platform to gather intelligence on high-risk half-breeds and pure-blood dragons, thereby rapidly advancing his Half-Breed rank.

Upon hearing Li Ang's words, Anghe let out a dry laugh, stood up, and said, "Then it's settled."

Although the old man was surprised that Li Ang refused to join the Executive Department, since Li Ang had offered to assist from the sidelines, he saw no need to press further.

For him, as long as dragons could be slain, it was no problem.

Besides, with the Executive Department watching, how could this young man possibly turn the tide?

"I'll have someone deliver your identification documents."

According to Cassel Institute's intelligence, Li Ang had no legal identity in the United States.

Yet just as Anghe was about to leave, Li Ang suddenly spoke up: "Headmaster Anghe, could the Institute provide some materials for alchemy?"

Fearing refusal, Li Ang quickly added, "I'll hand over all finished products to the Cassel Institute."

Li Ang only needed the experience points gained from alchemy; as for the Alchemical items produced during the process,

he couldn't possibly use that much himself.

Upon hearing this, Anghe shook his head slightly, then stood and walked toward the door.

Just as Li Ang thought he would be refused, a voice suddenly reached his ears: "Afterward, contact the Executive Department liaison in New York directly—I'll inform them."

With those words, the old man pushed open the door and stepped out.

Seeing this, Li Ang quietly exhaled in relief:

'Success.'

'Now I just need to raise my rank, then wait for the right moment to find Norten.'

'But I must first prevent Konstantin's egg from falling into the Cassel Institute's hands.'

'But how should I do it?'

Konstantin is Norten's brother; his egg still lies within the Bronze City, which is submerged beneath Kui Sect's waters in Shenzhou. Li Ang alone could never retrieve it.

After brief thought, Li Ang immediately devised a plan.

'I need to notify the half-breed families of Shenzhou—no matter what, it's absurd that a European half-breed faction like the Party of Secrets could go to Kui Sect and blow up a dam. They certainly wouldn't allow such a thing to happen without acting.'

When reading the original Dragon Clan novel, Li Ang had already wondered this: the destruction caused by the dam's explosion far exceeded that of a single Long Wang—how on earth had Jiangnan thought this through?

And yet the Shenzhou half-breed factions had simply watched it all unfold.

Li Ang could only guess they might not know the truth.

Just as he was pondering how to proceed, an Executive Department liaison entered the presidential suite and placed a set of identification documents before Li Ang.

At that moment, Li Ang suddenly called out to him: "Could you please arrange to send some metal?"

"How much?"

"As much as possible."

Hearing this, the liaison paused in surprise, then remembered the headmaster's final instructions, and replied, "I'll make arrangements—please wait a moment."

"Thank you."

The liaison waved dismissively, signaling Li Ang not to worry, then exited the room.

The presidential suite was now empty except for Li Ang.

He exhaled softly and began flipping through Flamels' notes.

During his initial glance, Li Ang had already noticed the method for crafting alchemical bullets.

Perhaps to half-breeds in the Dragon Clan world, ordinary alchemical bullets were items too mundane to notice.

But for Li Ang, they were extremely useful.

Because back in the Frontier City, he had never seen any such items—meaning he might profit from them.

'I can sell alchemical bullets to the Public Security Bureau or City Guard, and alchemical weapons to practitioners—perfect.'

'Now the only issue is production.'

If production can't keep up, everything is pointless.

After all, if Li Ang could only produce a few hundred bullets a day, it would be useless against the vast scale of the Frontier City.

'I hope Heaven and Earth as Furnace will deliver.'