Descent of the Demon Master - Chapter 927: Welcoming the Guest (2)

I became a heroine who dies during the protagonist’s awakening event.

During the Second World War, Kyle looked at Captain America standing straight and proud before him. Suddenly, a series of skill cards appeared.

「Pistol Master」

「Martial Arts Master」

「Shield Defense Master」

「Super Soldier Serum」

Which skill card do you wish to extract?

“Wait… what? This golden finger… you must be pulling my leg! Not only skill cards but I can also extract super-powered skills like the Super Soldier Serum? Mother of God… what is this?!”

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This is a story about exploring technology in a wizarding world.Probability, electromagnetic induction, nuclear physics and theory of relativity—all of this can be mastered through scientific exploration and learning.Richard had always thought so… until he transmigrates to a world similar to the Middle Ages and becomes a prince. In this world of wizard and magic, he embarks on a journey to explain magic with science. One day, a dragon takes him away.“This is not in line with aerodynamics? It does not satisfy the Kutta condition, Circulation Theory of Lift and Bernoulli's principle either? How can it fly? Is there a special power source in its body?” Richard could not help saying as he glances down at the huge dragon he was riding on. “Well, I need to research this.”“By the way, you said you kidnapped me to find a playmate for your daughter. That doesn't sound like a good reason, right?”“Roar!” the dragon hollers furiously and waves its wings, soaring into the sky.Will Richard be able to continue on his journey of exploration and unravel the mystery of the wizarding world?

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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