Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

It was the knock on the door that woke Lu Mingfei and Ling from their sleep. When they woke up, the princess was still buried deep in the quilt, her porcelain-white cheek pressed against Lu Mingfei's thigh, having slept peacefully all night.

After last night's madness, both of them were a little tired and actually fell asleep at daybreak. Even after they fell asleep, Lu Mingfei did not separate from Ling.

He lay on his side, and the girl curled up in his arms, greedily sucking in the strong scent of the man in her dream.

"Son, is your butt exposed to the sun?" Qiao Weini's voice came from outside the door.

Lu Mingfei shuddered violently, and before he even opened his eyes his body began to fumble around in a panic, as if he had gone back many years to when his parents were still around. At that time, Lu Mingfei liked to use a flashlight to read comics, such as Dragon Ball, Naruto, and even Neon Genesis Evangelion, at night. In short, he would be beaten up whenever he was caught by his mother.

So whenever I hear Qiao Weini's voice while sleeping, I will wake up immediately and even break out in a cold sweat. +-
Ling crawled out from the quilt like a kitten, with an aggrieved look on his face.

The smell on them was really too strong. Qiao Weini, who had a strong S-level bloodline, could easily smell it. The girl was so anxious that tears were about to fall. She was breathing heavily and pressed on Lu Mingfei's abdomen. Her skin was as soft and white as if it was carved from jade. Boss Lu felt hot in his heart.

“Don’t mess around!” Ling glared at Lu Mingfei angrily, showing his sharp little fangs. “I’ll see what you’ll do if mom finds out!”

"What else can I do? You're my fiancée anyway." Lu Mingfei shrugged and put his face closer with a smile, "Give me a kiss."

“Get up, get up!” Ling couldn’t persuade Lu Mingfei, so he could only gently touch his lips, rolled his eyes and put on the underwear at the foot of the bed, “I have to go brush my teeth, in case my mother really asks me…”

Even though he had brushed his teeth last night, there was no guarantee that some of them would have slipped through the net, and Ling was still very ashamed about this matter.

Watching the girl in his arms stand up gracefully, twisting her slender waist and walking towards the bathroom, Lu Mingfei scratched the back of his head and calmed his heart rate which was twice as high as usual. "Wait a moment, Mom, let's clean up." He shouted to the outside of the door.

There was a knock on the door, and Qiao Weini responded.

After making the bed simply, Lu Mingfei sprayed some perfume on himself so as not to let Qiao Weini notice anything, and followed Ling into the bathroom.

The little girl was brushing her teeth, her hair was messy but still couldn't hide her stunning beauty. When she saw Lu Mingfei walk in, she gave him a coquettish look.

It only took the two of them a few minutes to clean up. When they pushed the door open, Qiao Weini was standing in the corridor rubbing her hands and stamping her feet, looking at the snow scene outside.

Ling naturally hugged Lu Mingfei's arm. After this experience, they were truly determined to have a relationship. Xia Mi finally said sarcastically in Lu Mingfei's mind, "Brother, you guys are really playing around. Why didn't you see us play like this before?"

Lu Mingfei said, "Isn't it because you don't want to?" Then I asked him if he wanted to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely see the southern mountains. I said he did and you beat me up.

"Damn it, Lu Mingfei, you are such a pervert." Xia Mi said.

——"Yesterday, when your father came back, he told me that you still wanted to eat guinea fowl. Do you want to go to our farm and have a look?" Qiao Weini seemed satisfied no matter how she looked at Ling. The veil on her head fluttered in the wind.

Ling leaned on Lu Mingfei's shoulder and looked up at the man's profile.

She keenly caught the fleeting solemnity in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"I heard that the breeding farm and the planting base are both in the constant temperature layer underground, right?" Lu Mingfei asked, "We can go and take a look. Maybe if we are really allowed to stay, we will have to work in the breeding farm in the future."

"You must be joking. Your father is Secretary Lu. Who here dares to let his son raise chickens?" Qiao Weini wrinkled her nose.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "By the way, where is my senior brother?"

Lu Mingfei was not confident in leaving Jiude Mai to the care of the people in the safe haven, so he entrusted Susie and Chrissia to take care of her.

Correspondingly, Chu Zihang could only live alone in a room.

They were in the same building, but Lu Mingfei hadn't seen Chu Zihang since the investigation began.

"Khorkina is showing him around our laboratory. Son, your friend looks like a very serious person, and he doesn't smile much," said Qiao Weini.

"That's a jerk. He's the most unromantic person in the academy." Lu Mingfei said.

Before leaving the building, the three of them put on fleece and winter clothes. Although they were in Nibelungen, it was Siberia after all, and the cold air from the outside world still penetrated into this land of the dead, and the outdoor temperature could still reach minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius.

When they passed by the unit door, Qiao Weini actually took out a silver-gray card from her arms and waved it on something like a card reader at the door, and the iron door was pulled open to both sides.

Lu Mingfei and Ling looked at each other, both of them were a little confused. When they passed by this door, it seemed that they did not go through a similar process, but just pushed the door and walked in.

"Almost every space in the safe haven is under strict surveillance. Even if residents just open or close the door, the central control room can see it one by one. To enter the house and get electricity, you even have to insert a card like checking into a hotel. If the card is pulled out, it means that the person has left." Qiao Weini explained, "You don't have to abide by the rules here because you are not originally a resident of this shelter. If your identity is not checked, they will not do anything to you. Instead, they will use hypnotic eyes to change your memory during this period, and then drop you off at a station in Siberia where a train will pass by."

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.

In fact, it was not entirely as Qiao Weini said, because at least Lu Mingfei himself knew that there was at least one monitoring device and listening device in their room, but they were all destroyed under the influence of his words.

"Wouldn't it be depressing to live here?" he asked.

Qiao Weini smiled and said, "I did a little when I first moved in. I was still very young at that time, and I always wanted to go out and see the outside world. I would sneak out of the room in the dead of night when even the guards were resting, walk to the edge of the Nibelungen, sit on the shore of the icy lake and look into the distance... But your father later told me that in fact all my movements were controlled by the committee. There were surveillance cameras installed in the corridors and at the entrances of the buildings. Infrared scanning equipment repeatedly confirmed the safety of every corner, and thermal imaging devices would expose any intruders and fugitives on the display screen in the central control room. In short, except for personal privacy, such as toilets and bathrooms, there are no secrets or private property in this place, and the research results are shared by everyone."

"It's understandable that the political and legal system in places like this is a bit strict," Lu Mingfei said with emotion.

Qiao Weini stroked his hair. "But there are exceptions. It's too cold here. Although the guards who participated in the project have been strictly examined, there are still some who slip through the net. A few years ago, a soldier tried to escape by shutting down the control system of the safe haven."

"Did he succeed?"

"Unfortunately, no." Qiao Weini shook her head slowly. "All monitoring methods are an insurance for the committee. The real reason to ensure that the secrets of the safe haven will not be leaked is that the authority of this Nibelungen is in their hands. People without the mark cannot enter or leave. Those who have lived here for a long time are not allowed to leave, because even the most sophisticated hypnotist cannot completely erase a person's memory. Those concealed things will be hidden in their subconscious and awakened by the influence of certain events. The committee cannot take such a big risk and allow people here to move freely." When they walked out of the courtyard, the young people were sweeping the snow, and a St. Bernard dog with drooping eyes curled up in a dry corner and took a nap.

Lu Mingfei silently thought about what his mother had just said to him. He didn't know why he always felt that her words seemed to convey some hidden message.

It was as if Qiao Weini was teaching him how to escape from this land of the dead...

"By the way, Mom, did you know that Dad took me to the Final Sanctuary yesterday?"

"He usually doesn't tell me these things." Qiao Weini said, "Isn't that place the energy core of the safe haven? It is also the core of the Nibelungen formation. All staff who enter there on duty will be required to receive amnesia after work. What are you doing there?"

Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly, and he realized that Qiao Weini might not actually know what was hidden in the final sanctuary.

In other words, even if the safe haven is a complete conspiracy, my mother may be the only person in the conspiracy who is not trusted by the mastermind behind it.

"Forget it, you'd better not tell me what's in there. I'm not a member of the committee and don't have the authority to access relevant information." Qiao Weini stopped Lu Mingfei from leaking the information.

They didn't dwell on this topic any more and strolled out of the courtyard. On the way, they actually ran into old Bunin who was taking a walk outside.

This old man, who was very elegant and dignified in the Moscow business world, was now wrapped in a military cotton coat, shivering as he carried a bottle of vodka that he had probably bought from a store and was about to go back to his little house to have two more drinks.

When he saw Lu Mingfei, he was stunned for a moment and nodded as a greeting.

This old man was just a clone, and his life had actually come to an end. Before he died, he personally handed Christina to Caesar and received the promise of the Gattuso family, which was considered a perfect life.

Lu Mingfei really couldn't ask him to do anything more.

Lu Mingfei's greatest hope for Old Bunin is that he can leave the safe haven and return to Moscow to enjoy his old age.

The roads are neat and the buildings on both sides are crowded but not messy, but orderly. The side facing the street is mostly shops with glass windows. It is not quite accurate to call them shops. They are more like unattended warehouses because you don’t have to pay for all the goods here. You can just go in and take them when you need them, and no one will bother you.

However, the things in the window did not arouse Lu Mingfei's interest at all. They were either copper crucibles, brand new astronomical telescopes, collectible medals from the Soviet era, and beautifully packaged vodka.

The middle-aged woman led Lu Mingfei and Ling out of the core area of ​​the safe haven, until they reached the outskirts of the building complex, crossed a frozen river, and stopped at the end of the road under two cast iron street lamps that were creaking in the strong wind.

There is indeed a bunker-structured building here, and many footprints can be seen around it. It should indeed be an area with a large flow of people.

They walked into the bunker, where there was also a metal elevator. After going down a few meters, the view in front of them suddenly became clear.

This is actually a huge farm, with both free-range and captive animals. Hundreds of guinea fowls are clucking non-stop, and your ears are filled with the cries of poultry.

"Dear Vladimir, can I bring my son to visit our farm?" Jovini said with a smile to the man who greeted them.

He was a Russian man at least two meters tall and as sturdy as a brown bear.

"Of course." Vladimir's voice was dull. He made way for Lu Mingfei and stared at him.

"Don't take it to heart, he is just that kind of person." Qiao Weini said softly, "A-level bloodline, the word spirit is a ghost victory."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, not understanding why his mother even told him the words of this guy.

Ling saw Lu Mingfei's confusion and squeezed his wrist. "Let's talk about it when we get back." She whispered.

Lu Mingfei nodded.

The chicken cages were all numbered. Qiao Weini led Lu Mingfei from cage 1000 to cage 001. When they passed a cage, Lu Mingfei stopped.

No. 875 Guinea Fowl.

It was patrolling its territory like an elegant lady, and its feces could be seen everywhere in the cage.

The feed bucket exuded a scent similar to that of green apples mixed with rice husks. There were a few strands of fluff in No. 875's feathers, which glowed like mother-of-pearl under the incandescent light.

Zero stretched out his fingertips and lightly tapped the creature's beak, but it didn't resist.

"Mom, do you always put a new one in after you eat a guinea fowl with a certain number?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"No, every chicken here is actually a control group for a control experiment. Just eat them. If you stuff another one in, it will cause problems with the experimental data." Qiao Weini shook her head.

"Then I'll eat this one." Lu Mingfei pointed at No. 875.

The last time we had dinner at home, my dad said the chicken they ate was number 875, but 875 is clearly still in it.

So who did they eat?

In other words, these chicken coops are actually like game props. After a certain period of time, a new guinea fowl will automatically appear.

Of course, a more reasonable explanation is that this thing is actually part of the Nibelung, like the heroes in Odin's kingdom, who will return even after death. (End of this chapter)