Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 384 Fingel, do you want a wife or not?

"Rumble, rumble—"

Inside the tunnel, the train roared as Lu Mingfei and the Tang brothers returned to Wangfujing subway station.

Xia Mi needed some time to think it over, and Lu Mingfei wasn't in a hurry to force her to make a decision. He left her alone with Fenrir to discuss it properly.

Old Tang, his hands gripping the control panel in the driver's seat, turned to look at Lu Mingfei: "Mingming, is the method you mentioned reliable?"

"That's already the optimal solution; there's no more reliable method than that."

There are no perfect things in the world; even the four elemental monarchs have their flaws.

“That’s true.” Old Tang confirmed one last time, also to reassure his younger brother. He glanced at Constantine’s furrowed brows and saw them relax slightly. He patted him on the shoulder, everything understood without words.

"I'm hungry. I'll go back and have something delicious to eat. I've heard that Peking duck and douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) are amazing in Beijing. I have to try them."

"Then you should sit further away from me."

"why?"

"I'm afraid you'll throw up on me."

"what?"

The train quickly arrived at the Nibelungen exit. After getting off, Lu Mingfei found a secluded spot, raised his hand and made a sweeping gesture in the air, instantly creating a spatial rift connecting to the real world.

The three filed out, disappearing into the crowd like wisps of gray smoke under the cover of the Dark Illumination Domain.

Instead of rushing back, I confidently went to the supermarket on the basement floor.

Xia Mi usually gets her snacks from here, which is very convenient and quick.

They happened to be in a hurry to come to Beijing and didn't bring many snacks, so the three of them pushed a shopping cart full of snacks and drinks, one of which was a whole cart full of potato chips.

When I went to pay, I found Fingel there too, holding a bunch of cooked food and braised dishes from the supermarket. So when I left the supermarket and went back to the hotel, he had several large bottles of Coke with him.

"Junior brother, why did you buy so many snacks?" The weight of dozens of kilograms was easy for Fingel to lift with a single finger, but pretending to be useless had become his passive skill, and his shoulders slumped as if he was suffering an unbearable weight.

"It's a treat." Lu Mingfei said succinctly. These gifts weren't all for Fenrir's farewell; there were also some as a token of appreciation from Su Enxi.

I heard that Su Enxi has been very busy lately, so busy that she's almost losing her hair.

The truth behind the teenage girl's hair loss, besides being exploited by the unscrupulous boss Lu Mingze, is also due to Lu Mingfei causing trouble too quickly, with one problem after another arising.

Sending a small gift as a token of gratitude, a plump body makes one more cheerful, and eating more junk food will improve Su Enxi's mood, giving her more energy to do chores and clean up after Aze.

Fingel had previously met with Mai Shude and knew that Lu Mingfei had a team of beautiful girls behind him. He felt that the gap between people was indeed bigger than that between dogs.

Back in the day, he...

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore; it's all just a story of bitter tears.

"Junior brother, where do you know so many beautiful women? Introduce one to your senior brother when you have time. The requirements aren't high, just something similar to that pretty girl who flew the helicopter last time." Fingel joked casually, but he immediately set the bar for choosing a partner.

After all, even among the dragons, Mai Shude would be considered a top-tier beauty.

It wasn't exactly a whim of his; Lu Mingfei had the potential to be a matchmaker. Although he didn't have a red thread in his hand, he always managed to tie the marriage threads of those around him together.

He had been thinking that Caesar would share dog food with him, but he never expected that one phone call from Caesar would bring Nono back from the United States, instantly adding two more dog food suppliers.

He really can't handle it all by himself.

Upon hearing this, Old Tang immediately became interested: "Old Feng, what type of girl do you like?"

Old Tang knew only a limited number of women. In the Brooklyn slums, the women were either "good girls" who indulged in all sorts of vices, such as smoking, drinking, perming, dyeing, and tattooing, or single mothers who had children early but had no husbands and had to raise their children alone.

He certainly wouldn't recommend these to his good homie Lao Feng, but Long Ma Xun has extensive connections in North America, knows many socialites, and has also dealt with the famous Kardashian family.

With Finger's abilities, winning the favor of a rich woman wouldn't be difficult at all. In fact, given a little start-up capital, he could become a self-made millionaire and squeeze into the upper echelons of American society.

He's capable, handsome, witty, and physically strong like an ox. Finger would definitely be popular among wealthy women.

“I like big waves, and a butt so perky it could hold champagne.” Fingel gestured with one hand to show off the exaggerated curves.

Lu Mingfei glanced at him. This guy's acting skills were truly superb. If he didn't know the inside story, he would probably think that he was just lonely.

However, since Fingel brought it up, there's no time like the present, so let's take care of it for him while we're at it.

"Old Tang, could you modify the plan you and Kang Kang were discussing earlier to create a complete human body?"

"Like Odin's puppet?" Old Tang didn't understand how the topic had suddenly veered to this point.

"Almost there, we need to use some serious ingredients." Lu Mingfei thought that by combining modern genetic technology and alchemy, he should be able to create a wife for Fingel.

Fingel sensed that something was amiss with the topic; was this something that could be discussed in public?
Moreover, what is your purpose in commissioning the Dragon King to create a human body?
He had a vague guess in his mind, but it was too bold for him to think about deeply, yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

"No problem. As long as I have enough materials, I can build you a Gundam. Of course, if you really want me to build a Gundam, then just pretend I didn't say anything," Old Tang laughed.

The topic was a bit dangerous and not convenient to discuss in public. After returning to the hotel, Lu Mingfei didn't even immediately take some snacks to feed Erii. Instead, he pulled Lao Tang into Fingel's room.

"Junior brother, Lao Tang, what... what are you doing?" Fingel was cornered on the bed by the two men, hugging his shoulders and trembling.

"Stop acting so dramatic!" Lu Mingfei threw a bag of potato chips at his face, interrupting the drama queen's performance, then sat down in his chair with a serious expression, staring at him.
"Now that things have come to this, I won't keep it to myself anymore. It's better for everyone to talk about it."

Old Tang sat down next to him with his arms crossed, nodding with the same serious expression: "It's good for everyone!"

Upon seeing this, Fingel immediately straightened his posture, feeling inexplicably uneasy, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"I do always want to create a big news story, but the scoop you're about to drop, junior brother, is something I might not be able to handle! Eight duck pieces!" Unfortunately, his almost palpable survival instinct couldn't stop Lu Mingfei, who stared intently at him and said, word by word:

"Old Fen, do you want a wife?"

“I don’t…” Fingel instinctively wanted to cover his ears, to play the fool who was occasionally confused, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze.

What's going on? He's not revealing his identity, but actually planning to introduce me to a girlfriend?!
With a big question mark in his small eyes, Fingel blinked and looked at Old Tang and Lu Mingfei, wondering if he had just imagined what he had heard.

"Oh, you don't want it?" Lu Mingfei was quite surprised. He withdrew his imposing manner and spread his hands towards Lao Tang and Xiao Xiong: "Then it's fine, let's go."

With that said, he was about to get up and leave.

However, finally realizing what had just happened, Fingel immediately pounced, leaped off the bed, grabbed his leg, and wailed loudly:
"Junior brother, I want it, I want it! I've always wanted a wife, a warm bed, and cozy blankets!"

Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel, who was howling without shedding a tear. Although the filter of Fingel from his previous life as the silver wolf had long been shattered, this husky spirit always managed to break the bottom line one after another.

"Let's talk this out. Get up first. What kind of behavior is this, pulling and shoving each other like this?"

"It's okay, it's cool on the ground, I like sitting on the ground." Fingel refused to let go, looking up at Lu Mingfei pitifully, trying to squeeze out some tears:
"Junior brother, is the wife you mentioned earlier the one I'm thinking of?"

He had already recounted his glorious past, and Lu Mingfei knew how deep his feelings for Eva were. Combining this with Lu Mingfei's earlier remarks to Lao Tang about having a baby, the conclusion he drew made his heart pound.

Is it...

“That’s right, it’s the one you’re thinking of!” Lu Mingfei didn’t keep him in suspense any longer, pulling Fingel up from the floor and tossing him back onto the bed before sitting down again.
“We need to analyze each situation specifically. We do have a way to achieve your wish, but you need to figure out Eva’s current condition first.”

If she were still alive, then everything would be fine.

If she is merely artificial intelligence, then the choice is yours.

It's naturally a relief that Eva is still alive. No matter what state she's in, even if she's just a soul, Lu Mingfei has a way to heal her.

But if she is truly just an AI storing Eva's memories, then even if all of her personality data were copied and stuffed into a newly created body, she would still be nothing more than a copy, not the real Eva.

If Fingel can accept it, then it doesn't matter.

If not, then there's nothing he can do.

After all, there is no underworld in this world that can bring back the dead; only the dragon race has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

“No problem, I’ll book a flight back to Kassel right now and kneel down before the old cowboy!” Fingel was a man of action; he would do anything for Eva, even if it meant giving up all honor and becoming the biggest joke in the history of Kassel College.

Norma, the college secretary, was created a long time ago. Fingel, a math and computer genius, was naturally involved in the process, not to mention Eva, the old cowboy's student. Norma was created entirely based on her.

However, the Greenland Sea operation went wrong, resulting in heavy casualties. When he awoke from his coma, the old cowboy had already gone into seclusion to work on his war personality.

The Academy Secretary Norma and her war persona Eva are products of a different era, a perfect combination of alchemy and modern technology. Even the artificial intelligence Kaguya-hime, which the Snake Clan spent many years creating, cannot compare to them.

Many people say that Norma is like a real person, like their senior.

Is it possible that the old cowboy lied to him, and that Eva didn't actually die, but simply exists in the data matrix in another form?

The old cowboy is the greatest alchemist in the world today (excluding the Lord of Bronze and Fire), and he would not give up on Eva if there were even the slightest possibility.

Moreover, Eva is an overly kind girl. If her body is damaged and she can no longer be his bride, or even maintain her human form, she might turn around and beg the old cowboy to lie to Fingal that she is dead.

After all, Fingel entered Kassel College with the aim of revitalizing his declining family and making the Frings family great again.

and so……

Thinking back to the access card that the old cowboy had given him through Angers, Fingel felt like he had grasped something, and wished he could fly back to Kassel College right now, grab the old cowboy by the collar, and ask him the truth.

“I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t rush.” Lu Mingfei waved his hand, signaling him to calm down.
“You are now Angers’s spy here. Don’t run around unless there are special circumstances. We will need you and your intelligence network in the future.”

In terms of intelligence capabilities alone, Su Enxi and her team are no match for the intelligence department of the executive department. After all, the former mainly focuses on the economic field, while the latter has a century-old history.

With Fingel around, it's as if the intelligence network of Kassel College is open to them, and they no longer need to persecute Su Enxi's hair follicles.

Once this matter is settled, Xia Mi should have already made her decision: to sacrifice her brother to evolve into the Queen of Nibelungen. Then, the entire world of Nibelungen will become their backyard. Fast forward to "I came, I saw, I conquered".

The Nibelungen is filled with the fifth element, a material that alchemists dream of. When the time comes, Fingel will prepare a big surprise for the old cowboy. There will be no need to touch the few ounces of gold that fell off his knee; he can just get the information out of him directly.

Fingel thought about it and realized that if he rushed back now, the old cowboy might not tell him the truth. In fact, because he knew too much, he might even encounter Odin's aerial battle on his way to America.

He still remembered the way the former head of the Laurent family died. It was said that he died in a plane crash and his body was never found. In reality, he was made into a puppet by Odin.

Fingel still had plenty of youth left and wanted to see his beloved girlfriend again, so naturally he couldn't bear to go and die.

"Junior brother, there can only be two suns in the sky. From now on, you are the only sun in my heart!"

Fingel took the oath again.

"Alright, you've already said that." Lu Mingfei waved his hand. Last time, when he promised to help Fingel get revenge, this guy said the same thing. Doesn't he know how to update his wording?

Seeing that Fingel seemed completely unfazed, he didn't say anything more, but reminded him to keep an eye on the movements of the Chen family, the Gattuso family, and the Hunter website, and to report any suspicious activity immediately.

Besides that, we could build a model of Eva so that Old Tang could use it as a reference in advance and prepare the necessary materials.

"Yes, sir! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" Fingel stood at attention on the bed, saluting, his heart filled with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Lu Mingfei was too lazy to watch him act silly, so he shook his head and turned to leave. Erii was completely engrossed in the game, but Chu Zihang was not.

Xia Mi went out and disappeared. I need to explain the situation to her future family to avoid any misunderstandings.

Old Tang didn't linger. Although Fenrir's remains didn't need repair, creating a wife for Fingal was no simple matter. It required a combination of alchemy and modern technology, and he needed to discuss it thoroughly with Constantine.

Otherwise, what if Fingel's girlfriend explodes during the refining process?
(End of this chapter)