Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

The border was desolate and the autumn season when the horses were fat had long passed. The strong wind at this time made people's cheeks hurt.

The red and black painted locomotive blew its whistle and pulled seven carriages along the K3 line like an iron dragon. The front and rear carriages were both heavily armed carriages carrying supersonic shells.

Several military satellites escorted this special train throughout the journey, and the entire train was bulletproof and able to withstand direct artillery fire.

Any attack from foreign forces will be regarded as an invasion of sovereignty, and any obstruction from within the country will be regarded as a premeditated subversive act by terrorist organizations and will result in terrible military annihilation.

But what is really shocking is that the entire special train only needs to escort four or five passengers.

Not long ago, Lord Wa sent Lu Mingfei and his companions to the border area directly through the signposts left by Xirang in Hohhot. Lu Mingfei originally thought that it would be a rather arduous journey of hiking across the Gobi Desert, and he even prepared warm clothes and emergency food early. However, Lord Wa actually led them on a rather luxurious special train.

The passports have been processed long ago, and with the support of the government, Wazhu will escort her all the way. With the army around, there is no need to worry that the secret party will be so cruel and courageous as to dare to challenge the world's largest violent organization.

Lu Mingfei could even imagine Pompey watching his every move through the Sky Eye but unable to mobilize even a bullet to attack him right under the nose of the military district. He could also imagine the frustration and rage on that guy's face.

As soon as this train leaves the border, it will be picked up immediately. The Romanov family represented by Her Royal Highness the Princess has more than just wealth in Moscow. There are many people in Moscow willing to support her. The Far Eastern troops have already received orders and are ready to pick her up.

Lu Mingfei pulled open the old velvet curtains and looked out. There was a vast expanse of desolate land. The cold wind wrapped in tiny snow crystals crackled against the resin glass. Looking into the distance, one could only see a vast expanse of white mixed with a pale yellow hue.

"The best I can do is take you to Ulaanbaatar. You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself." Wazhu sipped hot tea across the expensive oak table. The white mist hung in front of her eyes, making it difficult for Lu Mingfei to see the girl's expression.

It was only eight or nine in the morning. Lu Mingfei had originally intended to find something to eat in the dining car to fill his stomach, but he did not expect to run into Lord Wa who seemed to have gotten up long ago.

"I heard that if you look up at night on the grassland, you can see a starry sky that is much wider than in Hefei." Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at the monotonous scenery outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I was looking forward to it before...but I didn't expect that the first time I went there I would be on the run."

Even in Moscow, the political power of the Secret Party should not be underestimated. They have no way to take action against Lu Mingfei for the time being because Ling and Wazhu are more tough in the government, but Pompey is making greater concessions in order to gain more support.

Perhaps it won’t be long before the Far Eastern troops responsible for guarding this special train after entering Mongolia will turn their guns and point their weapons at Lu Mingfei.

“It can’t be called an escape. If you encounter any trouble that you can’t solve, you can ask me for help.” Lord Wa smiled.

"Siberia is vast and boundless. By the time you find me, I might have been reduced to ashes." Lu Mingfei joked.

In fact, it was not a joke. After settling Su Xiaoqiang, Ling and Eri in Moscow, he was ready to embark on the journey to the Far North Fudo Port alone.

Some people say that after death, people will walk the same path they walked in their lifetime, so that they can re-enter the afterlife. Lu Mingfei has never been to Russia, let alone walked through Siberia. But from the moment he stepped on the train, he felt like he was on his way home, as if his soul couldn't wait to walk the same path he walked in the past, while his body was still chasing after him in confusion.

Lord Wa hummed and puffed out her cheeks, hooking her finger at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward obediently, supporting himself on the table with both hands and moved closer to the girl opposite him.

"In fact, for the sake of the overall situation, I shouldn't have met you at this time... The beautiful dream woven by the unwilling abandoned tribe with lies can only make him fall into a deep sleep temporarily. Those lies are so fragile that just a little fluctuation may puncture them, but we have waited for many years and have not met for many years... Maybe I am too willful." Wazhu slowly approached Lu Mingfei. Her cute little face with a little baby fat was as red as blood-colored jade, flowing with fluorescence.

"After so many years, I am the only one who still remembers the promise we made. Enemies and old friends have all withered away one by one in the bell of fate. When I realized that you returned to that city, I thought this might be our last chance to see each other again. Even if I can't tell you the truth, wouldn't it be too cruel for me to miss it?"

Lu Mingfei saw his own helpless self reflected in those clear eyes. His fingers trembled, but he had no way to escape and could not muster the courage to refuse. When Lord Wa only vaguely mentioned those ancient events, great sorrow arose in his heart, as if something had pierced his heart.

"Does this world really have past lives and present lives?" Lu Mingfei asked softly. He thought that maybe Lord Wa was talking about another him, another him who had some unforgettable experience.

Lord Wa burst out laughing.

When she stopped laughing, her eyes were red. "What a weird thing! Why am I telling you all this?" The little girl wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

Lu Mingfei let out a long sigh, and it was unclear whether it was a sigh or a feeling of relief as if he had been pardoned.

But before the sigh ended, two white arms as thick as lotus roots wrapped around Lu Mingfei's neck, and Lord Wa pressed her smooth forehead against Lu Mingfei's. The two people were suddenly so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

For a split second, Lu Mingfei felt as if he had been electrocuted. The sound of the record playing in the corner disappeared at this moment, leaving only the howling north wind outside the window.

"What a pity, little brat, if only I could grow up with you then." Wa said softly, her arms wrapped tightly around him, her breath as sweet as orchid.

"This is our fate. The only way to survive the Ragnarok is to use lies as a shield. Otherwise, no one can escape."

Lu Mingfei couldn't move and didn't dare to move, but secretly memorized every word that Lord Wa said.

"You said we are far apart. Even if you were crushed to dust, I couldn't rush to your side. But you are wrong." Wa said softly. She almost whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear. The breath she exhaled was like a cloud falling to the ground, stirring people's heartstrings. "You call me, I will always be there."

Lu Mingfei sensed something taking shape on his wrist. He looked over and saw a faint golden glow seeping out from the gap in his sleeve. "A sign?"

"What Jörmungandr can do, I can do too." Wa said. She and Lu Mingfei looked into each other's eyes. The hazy confession grew wildly like a vine. Lu Mingfei's Adam's apple rolled. The girl's face was getting closer and closer.
"This is not a flight to the grave, but a chase for the truth... I know it's important for you to find out what you are and who you are."

Lu Mingfei could already see clearly every eyelash of the girl's drooping eyes, and his heartbeat gradually became disordered.

"How long will it take us to reach Ulaanbaatar?" Jiang Wanzhi's voice came from outside the door.

The two of them let go at the same time and sat back in their seats. By the time Lu Mingfei had straightened his collar, Wa had already taken the hot tea in her hands and was sipping it.

At this time, the waiter's voice came from outside the door at the same time, "About six hours, the weather conditions are not optimistic, the train is moving at idle speed."

Lord Wa gave Lu Mingfei a look, and Lu Mingfei understood. The two of them immediately adjusted their postures again and pretended as if nothing had happened.

"After leaving Mongolia, this train will pass by Lake Baikal, where Su Wu grazed sheep two thousand years ago. The scenery is beautiful before it freezes and you can get off the train for a walk." Jiang Wanzhi sat down next to Lord Wa. She didn't seem to notice anything unusual, but Lu Mingfei saw that the girl's earlobes were a little red, just like Lord Wa at this moment.

"Does Miss Jiang come to Russia often?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Jiang Wanzhi smiled, her long eyebrows curved like willow leaves, "Not often, I also traveled around Europe in my spare time when I was studying in London. I have been to Paris, Moscow, Berlin, Rome, and Athens." She said, "Russia is an extremely cold place, and it is extremely cold in January. However, this country is not within the sphere of influence of the college. It is indeed a good decision for you to settle down in Moscow."

Lu Mingfei nodded without explaining anything. Jiang Jiang Wanzhi was a mixed-race with superior bloodline. Even though she had left the Temple of Solomon and chose to live in seclusion in the city as an ordinary person, she could not avoid the information from various channels.

The school board issued a wanted order for Lu Mingfei to all mixed-race organizations and executive departments around the world. This matter actually caused a sensation even among invisible people like them who were on the fringe of the dark society.

The Bronze City incident, the Chicago Six Flags incident, the CC1000 express attack incident, the Earth and Mountain King incident, and the Tokyo incident. Lu Mingfei's shadow can be seen in all the academy's battles against resurrected dragons in recent years, and he always played an indispensable core role in these battles.

It was not just the old and stubborn elders who expressed opposition and dissatisfaction with the arrest warrant that Pompey Gattuso insisted on issuing. The world was divided on this matter.

Some people believe what they see, some people believe what they hear, and in the end Lu Mingfei becomes a hero or a sinner.

Perhaps in Jiang Wanzhi's eyes, Lu Mingfei was a hero, so she was neither afraid nor nervous, but looked at him with eyes full of curiosity and awe.

"I have contacted Mr. Bunin and secured a seat for you at this year's Bunin dinner." Jiang Wanzhi looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Struggled for a seat?" Lu Mingfei frowned, not quite understanding the various things these upper class people were talking about.

"Alexander Bunin, this name may be just an insignificant little character in the eyes of Kassel Academy, but he is deafening in the powerful circles of Moscow." Jiang Wanzhi held his chin and looked at Lu Mingfei, "Lord Wa may have heard of his name. He resold fighter parts to us before the disintegration of the Soviet Union."

Wazhu nodded. "The reason why the secret party doesn't care about this person is that he is engaged in arms trafficking, while the academy's industries in Moscow are mostly concentrated in the financial industry. These two industries are completely unrelated and will almost never cause conflict or cooperation."

"Except for truly solid partners and his closest people, there is only one way to integrate into their circle and get a chance to meet Bunin face to face, and that is the charity sale held in the Kalominsk Manor." Jiang Wanzhi knows everything that happens in the Moscow business circle. It seems that he has made a lot of money in Kunshan over the years, and even got in touch with the Bai family and expanded his business to Russia.
"It was a fundraising gala for the Russian Children's Fund. On the day of the gala, all the important people in Moscow would attend. Those who spent enough money at the gala would have the opportunity to receive an invitation sent by Alexander Bunin."

Just from Jiang Wanzhi's few words, Lu Mingfei realized how huge the family power was behind the little girl he met at the 3E exam.

At the same time, he once again intuitively realized how enormous the energy of the native hybrids was.

Even a mixed-blood family that might not even be considered orthodox could easily ask Bunin to add another chair to his dinner party, or even hold another banquet just for Lu Mingfei.

"But you have to be careful. Although Alexander Bunin is an ordinary person, there seems to be an evil force behind him." Lord Wa tapped the table with his knuckles. "At the end of every year, he takes a special car to Siberia, but no one knows where he goes... But every time he returns from Siberia, billions of dollars of liquidity will be lost in the Moscow market, as if it was eaten by some monster that devours money."

Lu Mingfei's heart moved slightly. He knew that Christina was a mixed-race, but if Bunin was an ordinary person, did it mean that her dragon bloodline actually came from her mother?
"The Romanov family is the financial oligarch in Moscow. So how does Zero's economic strength compare to Bunin?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

Jiang Wanzhi and Lord Wa looked at each other.

"There's no comparison." Jiang Wanzhi said.

"why?"

"Russia is only one of the Romanov family's bases. The liquid funds in the account of Her Royal Highness the Princess should be dozens of times that of Bunin."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wide.

What? It turns out that Ling is a wealthy woman who can support him for ten lifetimes? (End of this chapter)