LRAB Chapter 41 The Helpless Elite
Chapter 41 The Helpless Elite
As the text on the blue dome was continuously deciphered, Su An felt that something vague and unclear was gradually becoming clearer.
Every second, a dragon rune would be inscribed into his body, and Su An's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"I need a complete photo of the bronze dome."
Su Anquan rummaged around on his body and finally pulled out his student card from the back pocket, swiping it through the card slot.
His screen lit up as well. Since he had never configured his own interface before, it was different from others. A tutorial page appeared, with a realistic 3D image of a girl on one side. She wore a white gauze dress that looked like pajamas, and her long hair flowed as if it were swirling in the air. She bowed lightly to Su An.
"The beginner's guide is quite thoughtful..." Su An muttered.
"Hello, Su An, it's a pleasure to assist you. Please configure your system." The girl's voice came through the earpiece.
"Do I need a complete photo of the bronze dome?" Su An stared at the bronze sculpture transmitted via satellite communication. "I need the details of the dragon runes."
"You need to configure the system first," the girl smiled on the screen. "If you don't know how to configure it, I can configure it for you using the most common method, okay?"
"No problem! Please keep the system configuration as simple as possible."
Su An said awkwardly that ever since he transmigrated, he had been in a cycle of fighting, enjoying the thrill, fighting, and enjoying the thrill.
Operating complex instruments might be possible in the future, but it's a bit beyond Su An's current capabilities.
Right now, all he probably does is spew out killing spells and swing his giant hammer.
The windows on the screen flashed rapidly. To Su An's surprise, this system was about the same difficulty as the Connect Four game and was easy to master.
He could open, move, and close files at will by simply tapping the screen with his finger. All the icons that needed his attention were highlighted by EVA. He followed EVA's guidance and naturally brought up a map.
As soon as the map came into view, the alchemical patterns within Su An's body instantly surged, cheering and meticulously recording the dragon runes.
Su An stared at the map's patterns, his lips pursed in excitement: "Yes, this is exactly what I've been looking for!"
His blue eyes grew brighter and brighter.
..............
On the Moniach, Mans stared at the monitor with a serious expression.
"This is a map we compiled based on the route Ye Sheng took when he entered. Is there really anyone who can decipher it?"
"But the map keeps changing, and all the original routes are locked. What's the point of getting an answer if it's outdated?"
"Ye Sheng's 'Snake' can still maintain communication, but we don't know how long it can last. The Word of Power 'Snake' will drain his strength, and his oxygen consumption will also increase." Selma's face was pale. "Time is running out, they can't hold on much longer."
"I heard that a high-ranking S-class has arrived this year. We can only place our hopes on him." The first mate took off his headphones and cast his hopeful gaze into the distance.
"Yes, the principal has ordered all the elites to begin deciphering the Dragon Rune... Now all we can do is wait. S-rank Su An, he might be our only hope." Selma prayed with her hands crossed.
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Kassel College, in front of the big screen.
Su An looked around; everyone's faces were grave, seemingly lacking the "Dragon Script Automatic Translation Function" within him.
These elites gathered together to ponder the secrets of the dragon runes that humanity has been unable to unravel for centuries, in order to save two people who were about to die in twenty minutes. It really felt like a tortoise carrying an elephant on a long journey.
Su An subconsciously wanted to pour a glass of water for these thoughtful elites to quench their thirst, and he would have been happy to do so, but unfortunately, none of them seemed to want a drink.
Su An felt that he was quite kind, and if he had any ability, he would be willing to help the two people underwater.
However, the United States is separated from the Three Gorges by the Pacific Ocean. Even if he wanted to rescue them and flew there in a fifth-generation fighter jet at supersonic speed, it would be too late. By the time he arrived, Ye Shengya would have already died.
Those A-level students don't think that way.
Some people stared intently at the map on their own monitors, while many others stared wide-eyed at the 'trees' on the big screen as if they were looking at a 3D stereoscopic painting.
Nono was rapidly sketching on a blank sheet of paper, trying to decipher the dragon script, probably hoping to unlock its grammatical rules.
Caesar and Chu Zihang were both staring at the big screen. Their golden eyes shone like incandescent bulbs, but their faces remained gloomy and terrifying, as if they had encountered a major crisis.
Kigexin held his forehead in his hands, closed his eyes, and pondered. He breathed heavily as he thought, as if he were doing some kind of physical labor rather than thinking.
The professors lowered their voices and argued fiercely. Their bloodlines were not as pure as those of the students, and their direct understanding of dragon runes was much weaker.
But they were unwilling to give up. They had studied the Dragon Script grammar for decades, trying to bring together this knowledge in those twenty minutes—to create a miracle.
These people are the elite of Kassel, different from others, because their superior intelligence sets them apart from humans, and they experience a loneliness akin to the "sorrow of blood." For them, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, giving up is shameful.
Moreover, these elites all harbored a hidden thought: "If we can solve the problem before Su An, then we can practically consider it a victory over an S-rank."
"We can't afford to lose to Su An again," Nuonuo, Caesar, and Chu Zihang silently repeated the same words in their hearts.
This is similar to what Spider-Man's uncle said to Spider-Man before he died: with great power comes great responsibility. They want their abilities to be recognized, rather than appearing dim and insignificant under Su An's spotlight.
Just like Kakuzu, he lost a kunai to Hashirama 800 miles away, and from then on he became the man who defeated the First Hokage!
Even though it has a touch of self-deception, this implicit expectation is very important to these elites.
However, Su An was different; he had infiltrated this place.
The elites were shocked when they heard about the dragon patterns. When they saw the dragon patterns, they felt as if the patterns had come alive, blooming flowers and growing branches and leaves. They couldn't understand it at all.
Su An found the dragon script annoying, but at the same time, the Philosopher's Stone within his body would automatically begin to analyze the power within the dragon language.
He got into the foreign language major through trickery and deception, knowing absolutely nothing and relying entirely on machine translation to get through the ordeal, but ended up becoming the top student in his grade by accident.
The patterns of the bronze dome were drawn into Su An's body, and an ancient aura flowed through Su An's blood vessels. After converging, a desire for flames rose within Su An's body.
He had a vague intuition that from now on, the scorching heat of the flames would hardly harm him, but would instead help him.
Why is this? Could this be the authority of the King of Bronze and Fire?
Su An scratched his head in confusion. Could one read the fire-avoidance incantation from the dragon script?
Su An could only frown and pretend to think. This was a big deal to save lives, and he didn't want to be seen as a cold-blooded animal for being bored and lazy.
Time ticked by, and although Long Wen had already analyzed most of it, it was still too late.
He sighed inwardly. This cross-sea rescue using satellite communication was simply unrealistic; some things are just too cruel.
"How could it be too late?"
Su An was stunned for a moment. A tall, white-haired man appeared in front of him. He pulled down his blindfold, revealing his bright blue eyes, and stared at the map on the screen.
"While I am merely an illusion unable to transcend reality, granting you X-ray vision is not difficult."
With a gentle touch, Su An felt he could see everything in the world clearly, from Manstein's nose hairs to the map of Bronze City.