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He was 100% certain that if he did this, even if Cao Han didn't harm him, the Doomsday Faction wouldn't let him live.
Therefore, Constantine had no choice but to look at Cao Han with pitiful, pleading eyes.
If a beautiful woman did this, it might be somewhat effective, but for a grown man to do it is more chilling than the weather here.
How long exactly will it take?
"Two days at the earliest, three days at the latest." Constantine did not give a specific time because he could not be sure either.
What Constantine didn't notice was that while he was stating the range of two to three days, Lucy Pallas, who was silently sitting next to him, was already quietly taking notes of this crucial information under the table.
This single piece of information was enough for Norma to derive a rough range through a series of complex calculations.
Keep in mind that Constantine was just an ordinary person. Using transportation, he could not possibly travel very far in Siberia from Yekaterinburg in two to three days.
Of course, this only defines a general area; more favorable information is needed to pinpoint the exact location.
Cao Han thought for a moment and then asked further, "How about I have a helicopter take you there? That would save a lot of time."
"Um...no need to trouble yourself!"
Constantine waved his hands repeatedly in refusal. If the other side sent a helicopter to take him there, what difference would that make from directly exposing his location?
Seeing that he couldn't get any more useful information out of him, Cao Han decided to give up, since he wasn't particularly interested in the so-called doomsday prophetism or the artificial Nibelungen anyway.
To put it bluntly, it's just a bunch of cowardly hybrids hiding inside, offering no benefit and no way to gain evolution points.
If the secret society or the school board is interested, that's their business.
When the mission is over, he will write a detailed report on the events. The two sides can fight however they want afterward; it has nothing to do with Cao Han.
His only goal from beginning to end was rescue!
Even the core bronze plate of the Baidi City ruins doesn't matter. Cao Han, who has opened his "Heavenly Eye," knows that the Chen family has the key. Given his relationship with the eldest young master of the Chen family, cooperating to borrow some blood shouldn't be a big problem.
The Secret Party needed dragon slaying and dragon bodies, Cao Han needed the evolution value brought by dragon slaying, and the huge bronze city under the Three Gorges was enough to make the Chen family rich.
Bloodline evolution also carries the risk of degenerating into a Deadpool.
The study of alchemy can greatly enhance the heritage and foundation of an ancient family.
It is important to know that the "Bronze City" is known as the pinnacle of alchemy, one of the greatest masterpieces of the King of Bronze and Fire, and there are even beings within it who have mastered this forbidden art.
The spirit attached to the bronze gate falls under the category of life alchemy.
With this in mind, the core bronze disc of the Baidi City ruins naturally becomes something dispensable.
"The task is simple. You need to pass on a message to the leader of the Doomsday Faction: our Kassel College principal, Hilbert Jean Angers, wishes to have a private conversation with him. Got it?"
"I...I've remembered it."
"I also have a small request," Cao Han said, feigning nonchalance.
However, Constantine saw only terror in his demeanor, fearing that something despairing might slip out of his mouth.
Being at the mercy of others is truly a helpless situation.
Before Constantine could speak, Cao Han continued, "The sentence above was what our principal asked us to say, and what follows is what I want to say."
Could you please pass a message to the leader of the doomsday faction for me...?
I don't care if they're a doomsday proponent or a survivalist, as long as Senior Bear, that is, Novsky, has any problems, I will spend 365 days a year in Siberia doing nothing but blocking their people and killing them!
This is what I, Cao Han, said, and I mean it!
Beads of cold sweat slowly trickled down Constantine's forehead. He could clearly sense a strong killing intent in Cao Han's words.
Seeing the other person's serious expression, which didn't seem like a joke, Constantine silently prayed that the guy named Novsky would be alright.
He didn't want to see this terrifying guy lurking in this area every day.
Outsiders may not realize that Constantine, as someone qualified to enter the artificial Nibelungen world, still has some say in this matter.
The situation inside is far more severe than people imagine.
The limited land available for cultivation is no longer enough to guarantee even the most basic survival; otherwise, the North family wouldn't have been chosen for support many years ago.
The purpose was precisely to secretly and continuously supply Nibelungen with various basic resources through the Noster family.
If Cao Han really did what he said...
Constantine shuddered involuntarily, completely unable to imagine the scene.
Chapter 161 The Scheming Frog, Keeps Touching Your Belly
"Come, come, Commissioner Cao Han, let me introduce you to this smoked deer leg. It is definitely one of our local specialties."
"And this braised bear paw in abalone sauce, you need a bit of luck to get your hands on it."
"Then there are the more common sturgeon dumplings, as salmon and sturgeon are relatively common meats here."
"..."
Cao Han believes that he has done everything he should and shouldn't have done at this stage, and all that is left is to hope that the "middleman" Constantine will keep his promise and take the message to the Doomsday Faction.
He then returned with Lucy Pallas to the Kassel College’s residence in Yekaterinburg.
Knowing his future was uncertain, Anselm Valencia could only hope that Cao Han would be lenient and arranged a meal full of local delicacies for them as soon as they put down their luggage.
Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.
Cao Han's attitude towards this was to avoid trouble and he didn't have much of an opinion about these smooth-talking "slick guys" who were keen on playing both sides.
Even ordinary people have their own way of surviving.
Not every mixed-race person harbors a lion within them!
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will stay here for a maximum of three more days. Once he can confirm that Novsky's death in the hands of the Doomsday Faction will not pose a immediate threat to his life, he can then withdraw and focus on Leviathan, the king of the ocean and water.
What are your thoughts on doomsday ideologies?
"Emmm......"
Anselm Valencia didn't rush to answer the question, but instead fell into careful thought. To be honest, most of his doomsday beliefs came from his uncle Croba Noster's accounts, which may not be entirely accurate.
But one thing is beyond doubt!
"Time has proven that the Doomsday Faction's ideology and choices were flawed; otherwise, the Noster family wouldn't have existed, right, Commissioner Cao Han?"
Times have changed!
Cao Han's assessment of the doomsday faction's outrageous actions can be summed up in just four words.
The "Summer Mourning" incident that year almost wiped out the elite forces of the Secret Party, so it is only natural for the Doomsday Faction to have such thoughts.
What is puzzling is the decision to completely "close the country off" and retreat into Nibelungen.
The simplest truth: When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken!
If humanity were to lose the war against the dragons, would the Doomsday Faction hiding in Nibelungen truly be able to escape unscathed?
Or is it that you've decided to turn back the clock of history, preparing to lower yourself to the status of a slave or servant, kneeling and groveling before the dragon race?
"Senior, what's the professor's opinion? Do they have any suggestions for the upcoming rescue mission?"
The topic suddenly shifted to herself. Lucy Pallas stopped eating, elegantly wiped her mouth, and then calmly began to speak:
"The teacher said that he didn't know much about the Doomsday faction either, and most of his knowledge came from the records of the former Secret Society."
"They've hidden it quite well."
Cao Han suddenly sighed, feeling that the murky waters of mixed-race people were far more unfathomable than he had imagined.
Numerous board member families, the long-established Beowulf family, and suddenly emerging organizations such as the half-blood monarch and the Doomsday Faction...
I increasingly feel that this world of dragons is becoming more and more unfamiliar.
"If it weren't for a twist of fate, I really wouldn't have known that our Secret Party had split off into such a powerful organization," Cao Han said with a slightly self-deprecating tone.
As for the claim of having the ability...
The fact that they were able to take down Novsky and others, one of the top agents in the Executive Department, in such a short time is the best proof of this.
Furthermore, their ability to command pure-blooded dragons for their own use, whether through mutual benefit or one-sided enslavement, is a testament to their skill.
Before this, the Doomsday Faction had kept a completely low profile.
"The executive team's strategists have come to a conclusion through analysis."
"What conclusion?"
"Since the Doomsday Faction has chosen to take action, they may not give Principal Angers any face. This matter may not be resolved so smoothly. We two need to be mentally prepared and think of countermeasures in advance."
"I don't think so," Cao Han shook his head.
An organization that can survive and thrive for over a century has its own way of doing things, especially in terms of being adept at assessing the situation and making decisions.
The advantages and disadvantages of hiding in the Nibelungen are very clear.
As the saying goes, the person who understands you best is not necessarily your teammate, but your opponent.
As a split within the Secret Party, the Doomsday Faction understood the terrifying strength and foundation of the Secret Party better than any other hybrid faction.
Therefore, if possible, they would not choose to antagonize the Secret Party and end up being cornered at their doorstep.
Especially in recent years, with resources becoming increasingly strained within the Nibelungen region and morale no longer being monolithic, any leader of the doomsday faction who isn't stupid would know what to choose.
Let’s take a step back.
Given the relationship between Lu Lincheng, the Jovies, and Principal Angers, it's not impossible that they could communicate and clear up the misunderstanding.
"The teacher also told me that you should take the lead in the task."
"Alright, then let's wait for good news."
……
at the same time.
The entire Siberian snowfield was covered in a layer of white, but a tiny black dot, no bigger than an ant, braved the howling storm and made its way forward.
For an ordinary person, simply surviving in such a harsh environment is hellish, let alone moving forward.
But once you get closer, you'll find that the blizzard that stings your skin disappears as if it's met with an invisible protective shield when it gets close to Constantine.
A faint, dim light emanated from the bronze lamp in his hand.