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Their development processes all share similarities.
For example, it all starts with the president inviting a few like-minded partners, gradually recruiting heroes from all over the world, and continuously growing bigger and stronger.
As for the alleged hunting incident Paul Fisher mentioned, he had not seen any record of it.
Only a few vague words record that the Freemasons seemed to have vanished overnight.
Upon seeing the description of "disappearing overnight," Cao Han felt for some reason that it was very similar to the "Summer Mourning" incident that the Lionheart Society had experienced.
It's just a gut feeling, without any evidence.
Cao Han originally thought that was all the information he had, but he didn't expect there to be a "surprise" waiting for him at the end.
It was a personal information form with yellowed paper and blurry handwriting, but after some image processing, the content could still be roughly identified.
Name: Paul Fisher
Age: 99
Date of birth: ■■■
Birthplace: ■■■
Bloodline Rank: Γ
Word of Power: Boiling
......"
Pretty!
After reading the above content, Cao Han praised Norma from the bottom of his heart.
This kind of historical record search must be done with artificial intelligence and big data retrieval, leaving no stone unturned, while saving time, effort and worry.
This should be the personal information file that Paul Fisher filled out when he joined the Freemasons.
To be honest, 99 years old is the perfect age for hard work and striving!
This so-called Freemasonry is a bunch of bastards who don't discriminate, they even prey on centenarians.
Next, look at the "Γ" symbol above the column representing Paul Fisher's bloodline rank.
This is such a small matter that there's no need to bother Norma with a big fuss. Cao Han simply opened his browser and easily found the answer he wanted with a quick online search.
"Alpha... Beta... Gamma... Gamma!!!"
If Alpha is comparable to the S-class, then Gamma is comparable to the B-class.
The problem is that, judging from Paul Fisher's previous performances and his own statements, he is undoubtedly an S-level player.
Doesn't that seem contradictory?
Once Cao Han understood the mystery, he reached out and patted Principal Angers on the shoulder to slightly interrupt the questioning process.
Under the puzzled gaze of Principal Angers, he handed the phone to the other person, pointed to the "pedigree rating" section on the screen, and then gave Paul Fisher a meaningful look.
Facial expressions can be faked, but the instinctive reactions of muscles cannot be faked.
He could sense that the other person's muscles contracted slightly the moment his finger touched the phone screen; it was a sign of tension.
It seems that the conclusion that he and Angers had previously suspected was indeed true.
With Cao Han's reminder, Angers immediately noticed the clues behind such an obvious "blind spot," saying, "Your discovery is very helpful!"
I can roughly guess what secret they're hiding.
To be fair, Angers is the kind of person who could move the world if given a fulcrum.
It can only be said that the strange changes in Paul Fisher's bloodline further confirmed his thoughts.
For any mixed-race individual, lineage level is a very sensitive matter.
For some reason, after Cao Han interrupted and reminded him, Paul Fisher, who was bound to the chair, felt like he had a thorn in his back, a fishbone stuck in his throat, or sitting on pins and needles.
"Paul Fisher—I guess your choice to come to Portofino, this port town, to live in anonymity is related to your bloodline level increase, isn't it?"
"What!?" X2
Cao Han was not surprised, or rather, Angers's guess was quite reasonable.
However, Elizabeth and Harris had no idea about this. Upon hearing the words "bloodline level upgrade," it was as if their bodies had been triggered by a key word. They turned their heads in unison and looked at Angers with shocked and expectant eyes.
Not to mention Elizabeth and her husband, even Paul Fisher couldn't remain calm after hearing it. However, his expression didn't show the panic of having his secret exposed; instead, it seemed like a sense of relief and relaxation.
Paul Fisher believes that Cao Han was right at the beginning.
Ever since he accidentally fell into Cao Han's hands, he had no other choice.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the gauze bandaging his severed arm had turned from white to dark red, and time was not on his side either.
"To die with a secret" or "Better to live a wretched life than to die a good death"?
He might deny it verbally, but his actions betrayed him. Paul figured Angers had basically guessed it, and after a slight sigh, he stopped hiding it. "You're right!"
The reason I'm living in seclusion here is to improve my bloodline level.
Upon hearing this, the three people present, apart from Cao Han who had "Brother Tongzi", all changed color.
bang-
Harris reacted particularly agitatedly, and when he stood up, he accidentally knocked over a chair and fell to the ground.
But at that moment, no one cared about his loss of composure.
This is the normal reaction a mixed-race person should have when they hear the words "bloodline level upgrade". On the contrary, Cao Han is the most abnormal one.
Heavy breathing came from Harris. As an elite hybrid of "A-level" and "S-level", he dreamed of crossing that threshold to enter "S-level", but his hard pursuit had always been fruitless.
The family that chose to join the Board of Trustees instead of the Executive Department after graduating from Kassel College was driven by this ambition.
The old monk promised to give him a spot as long as there was a safe way to improve one's bloodline.
But after all these years, the promise made back then seems more like a pie in the sky that a leader was painting for his subordinates—something they could see but couldn't actually get their hands on!
But unexpectedly, "after the darkest hour comes the dawn," and when the old monk sent him to assist the principal of Angers, he heard such astonishing news.
And they acted as if it were something very serious.
After openly admitting his guilt, Paul Fisher seemed to have completely let down his guard, focusing solely on survival.
Seeing the burning desire in the eyes of the people opposite him, he knew that the bait he had thrown out had been hooked: "Heal me first, then reattach my hand, otherwise I won't reveal anything to even one more person, even if it means death!"
Although the arm has been severed for some time, with the regenerative abilities of the Alpha bloodline, there should still be a chance to salvage the situation if the arm is successfully reattached.
Let Yang Guo be the only one to play the role of the one-armed swordsman.
“Okay,” Harris said first.
With his mind completely focused on improving his bloodline level, he no longer cared that his actions were completely overstepping his bounds.
He turned and left the room without giving anyone else a chance to speak.
First, they immediately mobilized medical personnel from the castle to treat Paul Fisher, and then, out of a sense of duty, they informed the monks and school board.
The board members can cooperate closely on the big picture of "slaying the dragon," but they still don't forget to seek their own interests on smaller matters.
Upon hearing Harris's report, the monks on the school board were initially incredulous, and then became conflicted.
According to Harris's account, the man was captured during the assassination attempt on Cao Han.
In other words, this "person" is also among Cao Han's spoils of war. If there really is a way to improve bloodline level, how can he get a share of it?
"Harris, this is an opportunity we can't afford to miss."
"Yes."
"No matter what, you must stay by Angers' side the whole time. If all of this is true, I will get it from Angers no matter what it takes."
“Understood!” Harris replied in a deep voice.
Even if the monks and school board hadn't given such instructions, he would have done it anyway.
at the same time.
After Harris, this "outsider," left.
Angers also pulled Cao Han aside to whisper something to Elizabeth...
Chapter 134 Hiding a Dragon in a Golden House
"You little rascal... I don't even know what to say to you anymore."
"It was clearly a hired assassination attempt, but the one who came was an S-class hybrid, and he was also hiding such a big secret."
"I don't know whether to say you're lucky or unlucky."
Angers almost burst out laughing, while Elizabeth covered her mouth, but her arched eyebrows revealed her amusement.
“Outstanding people are attractive no matter where they are.” Cao Han shrugged and spread his hands in a bear-like gesture.
Harris was very efficient and didn't keep everyone, especially Paul Fisher, waiting for long before a team of medical personnel arrived at the castle to begin surgery.
When the castle was chosen as the venue for the board meeting, the issue of what to do if a board member was injured and needed medical treatment had already been thoughtfully considered.
Therefore, there is a sterile operating room inside the castle, which can be used for on-the-spot surgery.
Money can be a powerful motivator, and who can say that the secrets of Paul Fisher are not a great treasure?
Even through the heavy metal doors, the wailing sounds coming from inside could be clearly heard.
anaesthetization?
Having excellent physical fitness isn't all good; for example, an anesthetic that works on an average person would require an astonishing dose on them.
The three people standing side by side outside the door understood each other without saying a word.
Even Cao Han, who felt that he might not be able to use this method of improving bloodline level, thought that if it was confirmed to be safe and effective, he could also bring some benefits to the members of the association.
The instrument beeped.
Paul Fisher appeared completely weakened after completing his treatment, and every drop of blood he lost required special handling.
"It's time to give us an answer!"
“Okay, it all started 80 years ago.” Paul Fisher was lost in reminiscence. “I remember when our Freemasons were at the height of their power…”
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