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

Chapter 70: Suspected Dragon King Resurrection? Is Norma Playing a Trick?

This sudden downpour, accompanied by thunder and lightning, undoubtedly cast a shadow over the Lantern Festival, a festival meant for 'reunion and happiness'.

The rainfall in half an hour has exceeded 30 millimeters, which is equivalent to a whole year's worth of rainfall for many cities.

But in this coastal city, extreme weather is commonplace, so no one panicked. Instead, they happily waited at home for the likely holiday extension notification via text message, and the whole family sat together in front of the TV to watch the Lantern Festival Gala.

High in the sky, a flight returning from Sanya Phoenix Airport hovered in the stratosphere.

The captain's deep and steady voice came over the loudspeaker.

"Dear passengers, this is the captain. Due to weather conditions at our destination airport, the aircraft is temporarily unable to land and will need to wait in the air."

"We will maintain close contact with ground air traffic control and strive to land as soon as possible. Please remain calm and thank you for your understanding and cooperation."

Being a civil aviation captain is a high-paying job, with a monthly income of at least 50,000 to 100,000 yuan. Nowadays, airplanes are all automated, and you only need to follow the manual to operate them.

If you encounter such an emergency, there is no need to worry... Anyway, it's not a Boeing. Just keep in touch with the ground. This trend will most likely lead to an emergency landing at an airport in the next city, and emergency dispatch is underway.

The cabin was noisy, with some passengers looking worried and others whispering among themselves.

Even the most outspoken and uncouth middle-aged woman wouldn't dare to make a scene at such a moment, as it concerns her life. She would only dare to complain in a low voice about how unlucky she was to encounter such a thing at the very beginning of the year, and incidentally curse a loser she thought was still at home playing games.

Little did she know that her family's nightmare was just beginning.

……

Kongquedi residential community in Binhai East.

The night grew deeper and deeper.

In a cozy bedroom in a villa complex, a girl listened to the rain outside the window, a look of worry on her face. She sat on the bed, hugging a Rilakkuma plush toy.

After hesitating for a moment, she picked up her small, exquisite phone and dialed that familiar number.

'Beep—'

Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service area.

Dial another number.

The same is true.

The girl's brows gradually furrowed.

"There really is no signal in the mine... but with this much rain, they couldn't possibly have gone down into the mine, could they?"

"Hey...it's connected!"

……

At the very moment when the power of the Word of Power: Nine-Headed Serpent shattered the barrier between the Nibelungen Seashore and reality, eleven time zones away...
It was afternoon at the main campus of Kassel College, a suburb of Chicago, Illinois.

The atmosphere in the central control room on the second floor of the library remained tranquil and harmonious.

The rapid clatter of keyboards, the hissing of printers, the clicking of mechanical cipher machines translating secret codes... and the incessant blaring of alarms all blended together.

The professor on duty today is Manstein.

The little old man, wearing thin round gold-rimmed glasses and with a shiny bald head, stared blankly at the five-meter-tall virtual Earth image floating in front of him, a serene yet painful smile on his face.

Since the beginning of the last century, the Kassel College, formerly the European Secret Party, has established executive branches around the world, planting countless 'watchmen'.

If the Zhou family of Xiangyang is the legitimate leader, then this organization, which claims to have gathered countless mixed-race elites from around the world, is practically the leader of the mixed-race world. They always intervene in dragon-related incidents and the investigation and handling of supernatural events in various countries with a powerful stance.

Such a high-profile approach, besides its amazing execution capabilities, largely relies on the central control room located on the second floor of the library.

At this moment, seven or eight red lights are flashing on the dark blue surface of 'Earth'. Each one signifies a dragon-related event. The academy's super artificial intelligence 'Norma' has gathered all the dragon-related information collected from around the world, and the final decision-making will be made by these think tanks.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Manstein could quickly rotate the 3D Earth projection to the location he wanted to see, emitting a faint blue halo.

It feels like God is manipulating His creation, giving one a sense of unbridled power and the joy of having power in one's hands... It would be even better if it were a little quieter.

Of course, Manstein understood that this was impossible.

The central control room operates on a 24-hour shift system, with a team of over seventy experts and interns working there day and night.

Is it a lot? Actually, not really. There are 7 billion people in the world. On average, each person has to deal with dragon-related events affecting 100 million people. That's more stressful than the Uruguayans facing a kangaroo invasion! Almost everyone has to operate several terminals at the same time, with shouts coming from all directions.

until.

A dark red dot of light appeared in East Asia, and a flashing red light, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound like an air raid siren, instantly swept through the entire control room.

"what happened!"

Manstein was startled and instantly snapped out of his half-dead state.

A liaison officer wearing a headset exclaimed, "Abnormal weather conditions detected, suspected to be a world-destroying incantation activated!"

"Apocalyptic Word of Power? Contact the principal immediately!" Manstein roared, completely ignoring the fragrant tea that had spilled onto his collar.

"Yes!"

at the same time,

The thoughtful Norma has already displayed a set of pictures on the big screen.

The first image on the screen zoomed in rapidly. It was a satellite cloud image, showing a black vortex cloud covering a city in southeastern China. The area was extremely small, but the amount of cloud was enormous, like a black hole.

A series of satellite cloud images then appeared, with slightly earlier timestamps. The images showed that there had been widespread rainfall in the area a few tens of minutes earlier, but not to this extent. This gaping maw, resembling an abyss, suddenly opened up within half a minute.

It was as if someone had cleaved open the gates of hell with a sword, releasing indescribable monsters from within!

“Abnormal weather created by a super-powerful incantation, a typical phenomenon of elemental turbulence…” Manstein muttered to himself, wiping away cold sweat.

"The principal is not here!" the liaison officer immediately reported.

Manstein was startled, then roared again: "Contact Schneider!"

After a while,
The contact person reported again: "Minister Schneider is not here either!"

"How could this happen!" Manstein exclaimed in horror.

This wasn't his first time serving as the professor on duty, but in recent years, the most minor incidents he'd handled included things like 'a Sahara desert alchemy weapons experiment being classified as a nuclear test by the Pentagon,' 'OPEC's sudden increase in crude oil prices forcing them to urgently sell $12 billion worth of futures to avoid huge losses,' and 'the Cape Town baseball center being bombed by thugs from the Executive Office while a baseball final was being held.' But a world-destroying level incantation often symbolizes the resurrection of the Dragon King! This far exceeds his authority!
"The principal and Minister Schneider went to northern Siberia; they left last week."

One of the executives, who knew a little about the situation, whispered a reminder.

Manstein's expression froze.

He nodded heavily, suddenly remembering that there had been such an incident before.

But now that the two key figures in the academy are absent, he is probably the only one left to make this decision.

After all, we can't exactly go to that damned vice principal!
Manstein took a deep breath, his expression hardening: "The most urgent thing is to find out what happened there! Get the watchmen's rosters and the commissioners' rosters for the nearby area! Send those with high bloodlines over there to investigate!"

"Yes!" the informant responded immediately.

Faced with a 'world-destroying incantation,' everyone's work must take a backseat!
A moment later, the informant shouted excitedly, "Chu Zihang! Class A trainee Chu Zihang is in this city!"

"Contact Chu Zihang!" Manstein ordered.

"Chen Motong! A-level student Chen Motong is also in this city!"

"Let's get in touch together!"

Manstein was touched by the informant's emotions, and a relieved smile appeared on his face. It seems that the academy has cultivated quite a few outstanding students over the years, and there are people available at critical moments.

However, his relief gradually crumbled during the long, anxious half-minute wait.

"We can't reach either of them! No one is answering!" Several liaison officers were sweating profusely.

Normally, even during holidays, students at Kassel College maintain contact with Norma to be ready to respond to any emergencies.

But this time, when the call was made through the dedicated line, no one answered!

"How can it be!"

Manstein's expression suddenly became quite interesting; he had considered a chilling possibility.

"Wait a minute! Could it be that these two are the ones who created the world-destroying Word of Power?!"

After all, the violent elements who bombed Cape Town baseball stadium were...

however.

at this time,

The red ripples that covered the virtual Earth quickly subsided, and the red dot of light also gradually weakened and disappeared.

"All clear." A calm female voice echoed in the hall.

"Norma! What's going on?!"

Manstein nearly swore. He wanted to yell at what was going on, wondering if it was some kind of error or something else...

"The abnormal elemental fluctuations have ended, and the weather in the area has returned to normal," Norma faithfully reported.

"Satellite images show that there has been no major damage in the area. The relevant report has been compiled, totaling 1127 pages. You are the professor on duty today. Would you like it sent to your email address?"

“…No thanks.”

Manstein, finally disheartened, raised his hand and said, "Let's just treat it as a nightmare."

This is not something he can handle.

We'll discuss everything when the principal returns.

……

The location indicated by the satellite image.

A wasteland outside the coastal city.

As the towering water dragon swept across and burned the entire world, the viaduct seemed to transform into a phantom.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves there, along with the nearly totaled Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The night sky was clear, and the humid air carried a dry smell.

"Damn, I'm so tired."

Lu Mingfei held the broken sword in his hand, which was gradually cooling down.
His body swayed precariously.