Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 233 Lu Mingfei: I really don't have time to mess around with you guys.
"Susie?"

"Lancelot?"

"Andrei?"

"...?"

Chu Zihang realized something was wrong. After he changed into his combat uniform and arrived at the Lionheart Society's assembly point, he found it completely deserted; the main force had already set off.

Where did they go?

According to past practice, isn't it said that Freedom Day officially begins half an hour after the air raid siren sounds?

After a moment's hesitation, Chu Zihang tried dialing another number in his contacts.

Di-

The call actually went through.

Chu Zihang's expression brightened slightly.

"Caesar, what's going on?"

"Chu Zihang? Tsk, I thought you were spending all your time with the school board." Caesar's regretful voice came from the other end of the phone. "Aren't you following the Night Watchers discussion forum?"

Chu Zihang was taken aback. He reopened the forum and finally saw a new pinned post.

The post was published five minutes ago, and the number of replies has already exceeded two thousand. Even Chu Zihang felt a chill run down his spine after quickly scanning the content.

...Inviting Lu Mingfei to be a guest? Isn't this a tactic of ganging up on Lu Mingfei?

What a joke! ?

Chu Zihang suddenly understood why the word "smash" was often used online—it was that feeling of wanting to smash a phone into people's faces!

I've simply developed a good habit of not looking at my phone while walking, and you've made such a huge mess of this?

It's not that I'm worried about Lu Mingfei.

On the night of that catastrophe in Tokyo, he and Kazama Ruri and others took refuge in Kabukicho. Although there was no direct evidence that his junior brother caused the tsunami, but...

"So, Chu Zihang? Interested in a one-on-one duel?"

Caesar's voice continued from the other end of the phone:
"Freedom Day is never an activity of one or two clubs; it's an activity for all students. I saw that your name wasn't on the Lionheart Club's list of fifty members, so I didn't put my name in the student council's list."

"Let your men have their fun. We can settle this with another round."

"I happen to have something I'd like to ask you," Caesar said, his voice cold and serious.

"Does it mean as a wager?"

Chu Zihang's heart skipped a beat; he understood Caesar's thoughts.

"Sure, I also have something to ask you."

Caesar added, "But this is a wager in the dark. We need to add another wager in the open so that our duel will be justifiable."

"I'll just use my Bugatti, my 10... never mind, I forgot about my 10th birthday present."

"I don't drive luxury cars," Chu Zihang said.

The Bugatti Veyron, produced by Volkswagen's factory in Molshem, France, is a 16-cylinder quad-turbocharged engine with 1001 horsepower, a top speed of 407 km/h, and can accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in just 2.5 seconds.

Strictly speaking, the Porsche that Chu Zihang drives in China is also a luxury car, but compared to Caesar's customized supercar, it seems quite "common," costing more than ten times the price, roughly the difference between a Chery QQ and an Audi.

"What about Murasame? You can bet your Murasame on it."

“Muramasa?” Chu Zihang’s gaze deepened. “Then your Bugatti isn’t enough, unless you add ‘Dick Tudor’.”

Dictator was a large military hunting knife that Caesar always carried with him. In ancient Roman (Latin) it meant dictator. According to Chu Zihang, it was also an alchemical sword, but Caesar never activated the alchemical matrix within it.

"Well……"

Caesar paused for a moment. He had always disdained taking advantage of others, especially Chu Zihang.

However, Dictatore held a different meaning for him.

It's not that I think I'll lose, but some things shouldn't be bet on in the first place.

"Well then, I heard you found something very interesting in the Lionheart Society's library."

Caesar said, “If I win, let me go to the Lionheart’s library once, and I want to go in in front of everyone; if I lose, the Bugatti is yours, but you don’t have to drive it and can leave it to collect dust in your Lionheart’s open-air parking lot.”

Chu Zihang raised an eyebrow, blood gushing out... He didn't know where Caesar had gotten this information from.

But the other party seems to still be holding a grudge because they were 'rejected' by the Lionheart Society.

Few people know that before joining the student council, Caesar went to the Lionheart Society, the oldest and most prestigious organization in the college. However, during the interview, the senior students saw through his playboy nature and rejected him without any room for negotiation. So he settled for joining the student council and began to carry out sweeping reforms, striving to make the student council the leader of the new era of Kassel College.

Chu Zihang's situation was slightly different.

He had barely stepped inside, and before he had even finished filling out the application form, the title of 'President' was shoved into his head.

Chu Zihang said, "Half a day."

Caesar was slightly taken aback, but then realized that Chu Zihang meant half a day for borrowing the book.

Caesar frowned at the man's concise and abrupt speaking style, but he didn't say much. After all, he had become familiar with the man's temperament over the past year, which was why he disliked him but was also willing to trust him.

“Very well,” Caesar said.

……

"ambush!"

Andrei shouted at the top of his lungs, and the team members scattered instantly.

Numerous gunshots and explosions rang out around the fountain in front of the dormitory building in Zone 1.

"Reinforcements! Where are the reinforcements? We've encountered a large enemy force!"

"Recapture the target... wait! Where is the target? Has anyone seen the target?"

"Location! Location! The enemy sniper is still active. She's already taken out seven of us. Let's not let the last situation repeat itself. Go to the attic and find her!"

Both teams, dressed in red and blue uniforms, were yelling into their walkie-talkies. Bullets flew through the trees and walls, exploding into dust and wood chips, and carrying large plumes of red mist.

This is the true essence of live-action CS, whether it's bomb defusal mode, deathmatch mode, or hostage mode.

The essence always boils down to two words—gunfights.

Once the enemy is wiped out, the hostages will naturally fall into our hands; this is self-evident.

These students originally had 'skills' that could bring more diverse gameplay to gunfights.

However, no matter how free one becomes, "not allowing the release of the power of words" and "not allowing human death" are absolute red lines.

The Night Watchman sat firmly inside the clock tower. The power of the Word of Power: Commandments was amplified by the alchemical matrix located underground in the academy. This power enveloped the campus like the omnipresent air, filling every corner and permeating the students' blood.

Within the academy, no one can freely unleash their magical powers. Thus, marksmanship, command, teamwork, individual bravery... all these factors work together to build a bridge to victory.

In a way, this is a microcosm of the modern dragon-slaying battlefield.

Just like the ninjas in the Japanese branch, unless it's for showing off, no one would ever use outdated old things like kunai and shuriken again.

Rather than painstakingly infiltrating and throwing darts into the neck of their targets, watching them slowly die in agony and suffocation, modern ninjas prefer to carry a silenced sniper rifle and blow their heads off from a mile away.

"The Lionheart Society's Fourth Unit has entered the fountain area. There are eight of them in total. The leader is Andre Burton, a third-year Lionheart Society veteran who has five executive department internships!"

"Andrei was careless! They were ambushed! Four men were killed on the spot."

"The student council had already taken control of the first-floor lobby, and under the leadership of the mountaineering minister, their progress was 6 seconds faster than expected!"

"As expected of a man who climbs K2 as a summer retreat, Minister Berger posted photos on social media last month showing him traversing a nearly 45° steep mountain face with ease and speed in his simple mountaineering attire!"

"Oh, poor water-spraying rooster got its head blown off too! But I'm sure Chairman Caesar will pay for the rooster's head, and he'll also give the Minister of Mountaineering a bonus."

"No! It wasn't carelessness! It turns out the vice president of the Lionheart Club had already taken the high ground! It's junior Susie! So cool! She took down seven student council members hiding inside the building in succession! She turned the tide!"

"But the people from the wingsuit flying club went to look for her..."

"Damn it, were these wingsuit flying club members ninjas? I can't find them in the footage!"

In the dormitory, Fingel kept shouting and yelling at the screen on the computer.

Fingers tapped incessantly on the screen, sharing the real-time battle situation in the 'Night Watchers Discussion Forum' in the form of a live stream, using both text and images.

It's hard to imagine that an ordinary laptop could simultaneously display hundreds of pages, all clearly footage from cameras in various areas. The two sides currently engaged in fierce fighting outside the dormitory building probably never imagined that so many cameras were hidden nearby, including those in the red oak forest to the north and the birch forest to the south.

Even more unimaginable is that this well-known good-for-nothing in the academy has such a sharp mind that he can analyze the events in hundreds of surveillance videos in a very short time, down to the individual level, and broadcast it live on the forum in the form of text and data.

For a live sports broadcast, a team of at least 10 people would be needed to achieve a similar effect.

In particular, the elites of Kassel College move at a speed several times faster than basketball and football players.

Neither side's commanders clearly intended to be reckless; instead, they continuously deployed forces to the battlefield in batches.

"We've found them! The wingsuit flying club!"

Fingel cried out, his joy flowing into the frenzied typing.

"Even ninjas can't escape the News Department's pursuit! The artificial lake and stone bridge outside Niflheim Palace!"

Niflheim is a land of ice and mist in Norse mythology, one of the nine realms, located at the lowest level of the World Tree.

Kassel College has a long tradition of naming its various areas after locations from Norse mythology.

A slender girl appeared in the surveillance footage; Susie was wearing combat gear and had her hair styled in a neat ponytail.

She occupied a windmill at the end of the path leading to the artificial lake at Niflheim Palace, which was obviously not a suitable sniping spot because there was no room for 'retreat', but precisely because of this, she avoided the student council's initial search.

Susie is the Lionheart Society's ace sniper, possessing unparalleled offensive capabilities. The student council originally had a similar firearms expert, but for well-known reasons, they had to settle for the archery minister as a second choice.

This minister has just been diffed by Susie.

Fortunately, their deaths were not in vain; the lakeside path was filled with smoke bombs.

A team quickly approached.

Faced with the smoke-filled path, Susie's sniper rifle was unlikely to be effective, but she was not in a hurry.

The location of the concealed position, the route to facilitate the attack, the details of the surrounding environment were clearly visible in her mind, the nearby terrain had been memorized in advance... and the location of the reinforcements.

Gunfire suddenly erupted from the smoke as the defenders and intruders clashed. Just then, Susie's phone rang. It was Chu Zihang who managed to break through the silence at this critical moment.

"Hey, Susie," Chu Zihang said earnestly.

"Yes, President."

"Use your channel to tell others not to approach the dormitory building in Zone 1, and to stay as far away as possible."

“Okay.” Susie nodded without asking why.

beep-

The phone hangs up.

Susie put down her gun and jumped out of the window at the top of the windmill.

Half a minute later, a blurry light suddenly rose in the direction of Dormitory Area No. 1 in the distance, like a hot stove burning air in winter, but this blurry and distorted light was a thousand times, ten thousand times more intense than the stove.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening explosion and shockwave tore the entire building complex apart and shattered it.

An even more piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire campus.

The fog was blown away.
Everyone still standing was stunned, including Susie.
He stared blankly in the direction of the dormitory building.

"What the heck? Level 1 alert? A dragon invasion?"

……

a few minutes ago.

Zone 1, Room 414.

"It's a mess! It's so chaotic!"

Lu Mingfei was naturally unaware of the situation outside, since he didn't have an account on the 'Night Watchers Discussion Forum'. He only knew that there was a lot of gunfire outside, and the fighting was quite intense.

Clearly, at this time, it is inappropriate for innocent bystanders to wander around the campus.

The air raid siren just now was also a reminder of this.

Since he had nothing better to do, Lu Mingfei simply took out his laptop from his bag and cheerfully shared his experiences at Kassel College with the girls in the group chat. He had arrived here without even sending a text message to let them know he had arrived safely.

If you calculate the time difference, it's nighttime in China right now, and all four girls are online.

Lu Mingfei exclaimed, "I have to say, American campuses are really suitable for doing chemical research."

"Why?" Erii asked curiously.

“Because there are hydroxyl groups everywhere,” Lu Mingfei said seriously.

Erii posted a confused emoji, clearly indicating that her Chinese level was not yet sufficient to quickly understand puns.

"Is it only -OH?" Nuwa, as always, was a master of rhetoric. "Is there -COOH?"

Lu Mingfei: "..."

"Don't ask such a pointed question!"

After a moment's thought, Lu Mingfei opened the balcony door, peeked out, and then turned on the camera, letting the group members experience the situation firsthand.

From this angle, he could observe the two groups of people shooting at each other across the fountain pool downstairs... To be honest, all foreigners look the same; the only thing that can distinguish them is the color of their combat uniforms.

Some were holding submachine guns, their cheeks resting on chin rests, their faces fierce as they roared incessantly; others were setting up artillery camps; still others were carrying shoulder-fired rocket launchers; and one person, dressed in blue and carrying a black briefcase, even tried to cross the pool.
After nimbly dodging several bullets, it was knocked to the ground by a sniper rifle bullet from above, which also knocked the rooster's head in the middle of the pool down. A yellow nuclear symbol was clearly visible on the overturned suitcase.

"Do they really have so much fun in their free time?" Nuwa clicked her tongue and commented.

"If it were the Zerg charging in like this, it would make some sense. They deploy troops quickly and without thinking. But as humans, we should first set up tanks to cover the position before sending out ghost zones to drop nuclear missiles."

"However, these guys all seem to be seasoned veterans who have been through countless battles. They fight in an orderly manner, suppressing the enemy from the front while also attempting to launch flanking attacks."

"But the two squad commanders' ideas just happened to overlap. The fountain 30 meters away has become a strategic point of contention. It is estimated that the side that takes this spot will be able to dominate the situation from here on out."

Erii: "Snake-neechan is amazing!"

"Wow even!"

While praising Nuwa's insightful opinions, Su Xiaoqiang exclaimed how fortunate she was not to have fallen for the foreigners' tricks; it was definitely safer in China. Nuwa: "Hehe, it's alright, but it does seem quite interesting. We could also set up a school there."

“Pull the camera up a bit, I feel like something’s not right,” Zero suddenly said.

“Something’s not right?” Lu Mingfei raised the camera.

Looking upwards and then around in a 180-degree angle, more battle scenes come into view, with explosions everywhere.

Friga series bullets, grenades, and shells exploded around the dormitory building in Zone 1, creating patches of crimson blood mist.

I knew this was a live-action CS game, but honestly, even a mixed-race person in the middle of the field would get bruised and battered by the shockwave. It's a miracle that no one has died in all these years of Freedom.

...In fact, Lu Mingfei felt that these red mists definitely contained human components. It was like encountering a black hand on a basketball court. Not only could you not cry out in pain after being hit, but you also had to say "good shot" to avoid getting revenge next time.

At this point, Zero gave his answer: "Their core operations revolve around this building, and I think they might be after you."

"Ah?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Wait a moment, I'll go ask."

Zero disappeared after sending this message.

The other three also disappeared simultaneously, presumably to chat in the small group chat.

After a while.

They quickly reconnected, bringing with them a flurry of screenshots, clearly showing the Night Watchers discussion forum.

"?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that their gossip group seemed to be full of talented people.

It was clearly someone named No (who was trying to learn the shrine maiden version) who was tipping them off.

Looking at the screenshots, each one posted after Chu Zihang left and before the battle broke out,

Lu Mingfei was completely bewildered. After a long pause, he suddenly blurted out, "What is this... bandits kidnapping a chieftain's wife?"

"..." Zero was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking seriously, before speaking after a while: "It's not that you can't say that, after all, tranquilizer darts and sleeping pills are the same thing."

"I go!"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel a bit of a toothache. He had originally said he would mind his own business, but he didn't expect that these people were playing house... and he was the 'family'?
Such events have been recorded many times in history, such as the blitzkrieg against Poland and the Jin dynasty's conquest of Yu and Guo. They were all cases where people got so caught up in the drama that they became engrossed in it themselves.

That's absolutely outrageous!

Nuwa said thoughtfully, "It seems that Kassel College doesn't respect us enough."

Su Xiaoqiang chuckled and said, "Why don't you come back sooner? It must hurt quite a bit to be hit by a rocket launcher or a grenade. Let me rub it for you."

Erii: "I want to knead it too."

Lu Mingfei's phone suddenly vibrated; the caller ID showed Chu Zihang.

"Answer the phone."

Lu Mingfei temporarily turned off the video call.

Beep—the call was connected.

"Junior brother, the situation is not good," Chu Zihang said succinctly.

“I already know, senior brother.”

Lu Mingfei glanced at the outside of the balcony a few times. When he opened the window earlier, he had seen eyes coming from several directions.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it, I'll be right there," Chu Zihang said apologetically.

"No, don't come."

"What?" Chu Zihang asked, puzzled.

"Just stay away, and call the people over there too." Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, his expression somewhat unfriendly.

Damn, is my first day at Kassel College this exciting?

It's happening again and again, it's never going to end, is it?

……

"Report: The Lionheart Society's attack is slowing down. I think it's necessary to go to room 414 to see the school board leader first. Please give your instructions!"

A burly man, dressed in a red combat uniform whose muscles seemed to bulge from his sleeves, gave a loud report.

As the last round object exploded at the entrance of the dormitory building in Zone 1, a cloud of red mist appeared.

The battle briefly fell silent.

A crackling sound came from the walkie-talkie, followed by several louder and more excited voices.
"Together!"

A moment later, the student council members, including the sailing minister, mountaineering minister, and kendo minister, a total of six ministers, along with a group of elite vice ministers, gathered in the lobby of the dormitory building in Zone 6.

There are a total of 21 people. Apart from the 7 who were sniped by Susie from a distance and the two teams that went to provide support, the rest of the main force is here.

In the recent battle to defend the city, the student council lost 11 members, while the Lionheart Society lost at least 20.

"Mind your manners," Caesar said on the channel.

Chu Zihang contacted Susie, so Caesar should naturally join the student council's channel.
However, Caesar did not choose to listen to Chu Zihang's 'advice' and have the student council members withdraw.

This is the philosophy of the student council under Caesar's rule. If we back down when faced with a mere boy of the same age, how can we possibly pounce on a pure-blooded dragon that is unleashing dangerous incantations and take a bite out of its flesh?
"Thanks to Minister Berger for securing advantageous terrain in advance, the Lionheart Society has suffered too many losses and will not easily attack the building again. They probably plan to attack us during the hostage transport," said Minister Sailboat.

"A coward who loses courage is destined to fail." The kendo club president said coldly.

"Just one last time, is our school board member still in the room?"

The mountaineering minister picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Don't worry, that guy didn't realize what was happening at all; he's still upstairs watching the show."

A voice came through the walkie-talkie, "With so many guns pointed at us, we'll do whatever we say. Heh heh, who knows where this guy came from, trying to steal Caesar's thunder. The only ones we need to be wary of are the Lionheart Society. Lancelot is no small fry."

"Okay, let's get started. Listen to Boss Caesar, but be careful not to disturb the people." The Minister of Mountaineering nodded slightly.

The group rushed upstairs, a dangerous glint of excitement in each of their eyes.

This is Kassel College, and no one who can join this college is a pushover. The student council is an elite gathering place where everyone is a genius. No one is afraid because of their status. Their submission to Caesar is not because of his bloodline or strength, but because of his leadership ability and the 'madness' in his bones.

S grade?
I haven't heard of it in a long time.

The information about the new school board member that surfaced on the forum, no matter how you look at it, makes him an absolute innocent. In the realm of 'Discipline,' the advantage that his high bloodline might bring in terms of verbal power would be completely lost. As for his physique... hehe, judging from his build and outfit in the photos, he has nothing to do with being a tough guy!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ravage an S-class vehicle; don't miss it!

A group of muscular men quickly arrived on the 4th floor.

The building was quiet. Many rooms on different floors were occupied by students who had been keeping an eye on the Night Watchers' discussion forum. Knowing that the student council had called, they all kept their doors tightly shut, waiting for the final show.

Xenophobic sentiments have been prevalent everywhere since ancient times.

dong dong——

Standing in front of room 414, the mountaineering minister took a deep breath and gave a 'friendly' smile. Despite having a chiseled face like Schwarzenegger, he spoke fluent and accent-free Chinese.

Hello, are you there?

"not see."

A young boy's voice came from inside the room, calm but with a matter-of-fact tone.

The mountaineering minister twisted his neck, his smile became even more 'friendly,' and tilted his head back. The group of armed thugs around him immediately understood and scattered.

boom--

The next moment, the iron-framed wooden door burst open.

However, it didn't come from the outside.

Instead, it comes from inside.

A figure burst forth, like thunder and lightning.

……

To the west of the dormitory building in Zone 1, at the end of the sycamore-lined road, there is a road sign – Muspelheimlin.

Every autumn, the leaves of this sycamore grove transform into golden flames, fluttering down like sparks.

The root word "heim" in Old Norse means "home" or "country".

Muspelheim is one of the nine realms in Norse mythology, located at the bottom of the World Tree, representing the 'Land of Fire'.

Caesar carried an exaggeratedly sharp hunting knife with intricate patterns shimmering on its surface. He had a head of golden hair as white as sycamore leaves, but what was most striking was his well-developed pectoral muscles, which were at least as good as the combined strength of two of his ministers, regardless of gender.

"Did you send a message to the new school board member, Mr. Lu?"

On the other side of the sycamore grove, Chu Zihang walked in, also carrying a sword—a long, slender Japanese sword, its blade reflecting sunlight so bright it was almost blinding.

This is the duel venue chosen by the two presidents.

"Yes," he said frankly.

"Are you worried about him?" Caesar narrowed his eyes.

"It's alright." Chu Zihang took off his colored contact lenses, and his golden eyes, which could not be extinguished, continued to sparkle as always.

"Well, if the combatants on both sides don't clash, and he's cooperative enough, it's just a formality. That's why you transferred the Lionheart Society members away."

Caesar didn't care about those messy school board matters.
"Forget it, that's not important. The outcome of our match will be decided here. We'll talk about the rest after we finish fighting."

Chu Zihang did not answer, but began to mobilize the strength of his entire body.

Starting stance: draw sword slash.

Caesar held his breath and his gaze began to turn slightly cold, which also indicated that he had entered a battle state.

The opening move is a cavalry charge.

The two men's postures were simple and unadorned. It seemed that Caesar's goal from the very beginning of this day of freedom was Chu Zihang, even surpassing the Lionheart Society as a whole.

Chu Zihang was also quite interested in this 'arch-rival'.

But this inevitable battle was interrupted by a deafening roar.

And the sound of alarms echoing throughout the campus.

"Uh……"

"?"

Chu Zihang and Caesar exchanged a glance, tacitly understanding the meaning in each other's eyes—

Not good!

……

"Dragon Invasion? School Board Member Arrives! Pointing a Gun at Me? Are You Prepared to Pay the Price?"

Shocking! School Chairman Lu is actually One-Punch Man! Just how much power does it take to smash an entire dormitory building with one punch?!

Is it a weapon of mass destruction, or an outbreak of the power of words?

How could anyone cause such a huge disaster?! Student Council! What are you all doing?!

Can't tell the difference between S-rank and A-rank, or between the big and small kings? LOL!

...No one paid attention to a certain forum administrator who was still faithfully stirring up trouble inside the building until it collapsed.

In less than a minute, Chu Zihang and Caesar arrived at the ruins of the dormitory building in Zone 1...

At this moment, countless weapons were transported out of the ice cellar, loaded into special vehicles, and then stuffed back in.

The piercing air raid sirens began to echo throughout the college, then transformed into a powerful march.
Hundreds of diesel generators started operating and then slowly stopped.

In the distance, the doors of several unidentified buildings were wide open, and doctors and nurses poured out, carrying suitcases with school badges.

A Red Cross flag stood in the center of the ruins, surrounded by dozens of white tents. Doctors were examining injured students who had crawled out of the rubble, as well as the 'corpses' surrounding the fountain. Occasionally, a few blood pressure monitors would burst, because some of the mixed-race individuals had blood pressure far exceeding that of normal humans.

The original six-story dormitory building in Zone 1 is gone, replaced by ruins that resemble the battlefield in Iraq.

In what was roughly the epicenter of the explosion, amidst the dimly lit ruins, one could vaguely see many people buried in the rubble, covered in gray and black, their fate unknown. Their identities could be barely discerned from their combat uniforms. This large and well-equipped force had vanished without a single moving figure.

Upon seeing this, Caesar, who had rushed over, was dumbfounded.

Thankfully, it's intact...

Caesar couldn't help but glance at Chu Zihang beside him. His face remained expressionless, but he seemed to vaguely see innocence, and a certain... schadenfreude, in those calm eyes.
"?"

Caesar rubbed his face vigorously.

Kassel's dormitories have always been mixed-use dormitories. Luckily, I knew today was a free day. I was worried that some people might be too free, as no girls or boys were seen walking around naked in their underwear.

But at this moment,
The entire roof of the duplex building has disappeared, and cautious human faces peek out from every corner of the dilapidated, unfinished building.

Besides fear, these people's faces showed even more... excitement?
Instead of jumping down from a dangerous place, he took out his phone and started taking pictures?
What the heck? Does that mean that witnessing the power of an S-class character makes even running naked worth the price of admission?

quickly,

Caesar's attention was drawn to the very center of the ruins.

there.

A neatly dressed, spotless young boy was sitting on a suitcase, spitting as he spoke.
"...I didn't download your school's forum, so I don't know what you guys are doing. I thought it was a dragon invasion."

"...This kind of construction is called a shoddy project in China. How can they build dormitories for students? This needs to be thoroughly investigated and punished from top to bottom!"

"...I really don't have time to argue with you! So much money is invested every year, where exactly does it go? Investigate thoroughly! This must be done! Get your principal here right now!"

Noticing Caesar's gaze,

The boy in the bear coat also turned his gaze over, paused, and then suddenly smiled.
"hello!"

"..."

Caesar's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

(End of this chapter)