Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 23 The Night Watchman's Sleepless Night

"It's okay, I'll find another way."

Lu Mingfei rejected his offer.

He knew that Chu Zihang didn't want his mother to worry, and asking for more living expenses might arouse his mother's suspicion.

Although with Su Xiaoyan's IQ, this possibility is infinitely close to zero.

But past experience told him that as long as the occurrence rate of bad things is not zero, it is [-]%.

When encountering some weird enemies, this chance will drop by another 20.00%.

Fenrir looked at the two of them, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He cleared his throat and continued on to the second prize.

"'Academy Star' is a beauty pageant. Principal Ange personally acts as a judge and dances with young and beautiful freshmen. Every night, the academy has a variety of parties. The students fill the basement with soap bubbles and jump in to dance Latin in swimsuits. dance."

As Fingel talked, his saliva was about to flow down.

"It appears there is only one prize for this 'Free Day'."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and said to Chu Zihang.

"That's right, including the usage fee, it's actually only half."

The latter nodded in agreement.

"Hey, hey, it's fine with Lu Mingfei, Junior Brother Chu, aren't you interested in the youthful body?"

Fingel expressed strong dissatisfaction.

"I'm only interested in the flesh of a dragon, preferably the dead one."

Chu Zihang said coldly, revealing his murderous aura.

"It's over, my four years of life will be spent surrounded by two perverted shark-maniacs."

Fingel wailed and expressed deep hatred for the black hands behind the scenes who secretly manipulated the allocated dormitories.

Professor Guderian, who was enjoying the nurse feeding service in the infirmary, sneezed.

"So you have to repeat at least four more times?"

Chu Zihang ended the conversation with a sharp knife.

After having dinner with Finger, Lu Mingfei took out the brass statue of the emperor and placed it on the coffee table, ready to pray.

"Junior brother, do you actually believe in religion? Which god is this?"

Fingal asked curiously.

Mixed races generally have no beliefs. After all, when you understand the history of the dragon race, it is difficult for you to believe in the myths fabricated by mortals.

Therefore, believers like Lu Mingfei are very rare in Kassel College.

"This is the great Lord of Men, the Merciful and Holy Emperor."

Lu Mingfei carefully adjusted the position of the emperor's statue. This is the most satisfactory one among the fifty emperor's statues he made, so it must not fall down.

"Emperor? Which religion's god is this? I've never heard of it."

Finger wondered.

Regardless of his appearance, he still has a good understanding of the myths of various countries. After all, the deeds of many dragons are hidden in these myths.

"Do you want to know?"

Lu Mingfei asked lightly.

This is a good opportunity, as long as Fingel is included under the glory of the emperor, he can drastically transform this waste material that affects the reputation of mixed races.

"No, I don't want to."

Fingel was keenly aware of the risk, and returned to his room as quickly as possible.

"Do you want to recruit him to join us?"

Chu Zihang saw through his thoughts.

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei did not deny it.

"Wouldn't that be a little bold?"

Chu Zihang considered his choice of words.

He's not good at talking badly about people behind their backs.

"Don't be fooled by appearances, brother. Leaving aside Fingal's personality, his body is indeed a warrior's body."

Lu Mingfei pointed out.

"The body of a warrior?"

Chu Zihang didn't see it.

Although the figure is quite burly, it looks loose and even has a small belly.

"That's just the appearance. His muscle contours and the way he exerts force all show traces of long-term training."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Is that going to expose him?"

Chu Zihang asked.

He felt a little uncomfortable living under the same roof with such a deeply hidden person.

"No. Everyone can keep their secrets, as long as they don't betray humans and the Emperor."

Lu Mingfei said gently.

On this point, the Inquisition Chamber and the First Legion had a double standard. They asked everyone to confess everything to them, but they themselves refused to say anything.

He had clashed with them several times for this reason. If it wasn't for his identity as an elder and the strength of the Scarlet Star, I'm afraid it would have caused a confrontation.

"I understand."

Chu Zihang nodded.

At the same time, he was a little curious, how many secrets did this person who claimed to have fought in another world for thousands of years keep?
Of course, as long as Lu Mingfei didn't take the initiative to speak up, he wouldn't ask.

This is also one of the things Lu Mingfei appreciates about him.

After the chat was over, Lu Mingfei began to pray.

"You are the beacon that guides us, and the tower of hope for mankind in this dark galaxy."

"We serve you, and you are our greatest public servant."

"We pray to you, you think only for us."

"In this momentary darkness, you are with us."

Amidst the pious prayers, Lu Mingfei's downcast eyes gradually radiated a holy golden light.

And in the eyes of Chu Zihang, who was repeating in a low voice, the scorching light that symbolized the blood of the dragon gradually became colder.

In the middle of the night, everything is quiet.

During the day, Kassel Academy, which was full of gunpowder, also regained its tranquility, just like the classical atmosphere of this ancient castle.

However, the night watchman forum at the school is in full swing.

"Shocked! It was an S-rank freshman who defeated the Lionheart president and the student president at the same time! And his identity turned out to be"

A theme post with a huge title quickly defeated the cafeteria complaints and confession posts, occupying the top spot on the list of hot posts.

Countless Kassel students who were cultivating immortals clicked on this post, and found that there was nothing in it.

After seeing that the person who posted the post was Finger, everyone responded angrily and said that if they didn't come up with dry goods, they would go straight to the dormitory Mortal Kombat.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the big ones need force."

Seeing the turmoil in the crowd, Fingel quickly sent a sentence to appease the people who eat melons, and then quickly sent a large number of messages.

The Internet-addicted teenager who lives in his aunt's house, who cheats his cousin with a female number, suddenly awakens a muscular man with strange attributes
This kind of thing, which is similar to Finger, is actually an S-level genius, a sharpshooter who defeated two clubs by himself?
"Absolutely true! If there is a little fake, I buy elbows with only bones!"

Faced with doubts, Fingel swears.

Considering that this product has always been just a headline party plus playing with words, and the repeated revelations are more true, everyone reluctantly believed him.

"Then here comes the question, such a collection of contradictions, can he officially become an S-class after this 3E exam?"

After Fingel questioned his soul, he immediately opened the market.

Yes and no, an easy choice.

Under Finger's selective revelations, most people tend to say no.

After all, not everyone saw the process of "Freedom Day", and even if they saw it, they were skeptical because of the defeat without a fight by the two presidents.

The number of people who choose no and the amount of money skyrocketed, while the replies who choose yes are as pitiful as a husky caught in a pack of wolves.

Until a conspicuous reply stopped the scene.

(End of this chapter)