A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 138 There's no such thing as a free lunch. Seriously, does it really happen?
If Lu Mingfei could think of it, then everyone else could too, and they all turned pale.

The relaxed atmosphere of travel is no longer there; a shadow seems to have fallen over everyone's heart.

A mysterious and cunning dragon king is lurking behind the scenes, plotting against them! This is even more terrifying than facing a dragon king head-on.

Realizing that such mental pressure could easily affect their performance, Chen Motong immediately reassured everyone, "Hey, at worst we can just keep our distance and watch from afar."

"It's okay to fail a mission once. As long as we're alive, we can always make a comeback."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lu Mingfei nodded frantically, completely agreeing with Chen Motong's words. He felt like he had found an ally in the art of survival; his life was the most important thing.

Lu Mingfei absolutely did not want the so-called "free body delivery home" benefit offered by Kassel.

Susie's mood calmed down, and Chu Zihang was also influenced, thinking that even if it was Odin's mural, if it was the 'Crown Prince's' conspiracy, it could be put aside for now...

No, Chu Zihang suddenly realized that since it concerned Odin, he should find out the truth no matter what. How could he have the idea of ​​not looking for Odin?
Chu Zihang immediately looked at Chen Motong. He had helped Chen Motong advance to the Rank 6 Hypnotist, so he naturally understood the abilities of a hypnotist.

Chen Motong smiled gently, indicating that she meant no harm and was simply trying to comfort her.

Chu Zihang didn't look at Chen Motong again, not because he didn't care, but because... the arsonist had digested another small portion of the potion and habitually looked at Caesar.

As expected, the two exchanged glances in front of Caesar, which annoyed the young nobleman.

Moreover, Caesar's pride wouldn't allow him to run away to save his life: "We can observe the situation and request support from the principal as appropriate."

"Since it concerns the Dragon King, the academy will definitely send more reinforcements."

Caesar possessed the mindset of a king from birth. He was not afraid when he heard about the Dragon King. Instead, he began to think about how to use Cassel's power to kill the Dragon King!

To accomplish a feat never before achieved in history!

Fingel neither dismissed Chen Motong's reassurance nor Caesar's suggestion. He was somewhat calmed down and at least loosened his fists: "You guys decide what to do."

"I am merely informing you of the danger 'Crown Prince' poses, hoping you will realize that every time 'Crown Prince' makes a revelation, there is always a conspiracy behind it."

“I know that.” Lu Mingfei was also reassured and felt much more relaxed: “There’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a pie fell from above and landed on Lu Mingfei's legs. It looked greasy and was still oozing oil.

"Holy crap! Oh my god, you really fell!" Lu Mingfei was terrified, thankfully it didn't land between his legs.

If this gets burned, there'll be no going back. He quickly got up and jumped up to shake the pie off, then quickly looked around.

There's no way a free lunch could fall from the sky! That little devil must be at it again!

Lu Mingfei has gradually adapted to this situation. It happened once when he enrolled in school and once when he faced the 3E exam alone.

Every time that little devil appears, he can always be like a demon, getting him into this illusionary place so he can talk to others behind their backs.

Lu Mingfei was right; time and space seemed to be distorted. Fingel, who was sitting next to him, the two senior sisters in the front row, and the two senior brothers in the adjacent seats had all disappeared.

He was the only one left on the train, driving forward all alone.

But Lu Mingfei didn't feel lonely, because he knew that whenever something like this happened, that little devil would definitely appear.

If that's the case, how could one be lonely?

Lu Mingfei could only open his backpack, pull out a tissue, and wipe the grease from his pants: "Really!"

"Don't play pranks like that next time, it's really hard to wash off this kind of oil stain."

"Actually, I can also provide laundry services." A figure suddenly appeared in the empty train aisle.

Lu Mingze, dressed as a waiter, pushed a small service cart commonly found in hotels and appeared before Lu Mingfei with a smile: "Guest, would you like some laundry done?"

"Get out, get out, get out!" Lu Mingfei tossed the tissue into the hotel van in a huff. "How am I supposed to face anyone if I take my pants off?"

"Let's not even talk about Senior Brother Fingel; there are also two Senior Sisters here."

Lu Mingze was clearly very happy, his mouth wide open in a grin: "Brother, if you want, all the beautiful girls in the world will grovel before you."

"Including Chen Motong and Su Qian in front of you, as long as you're willing, brother, you can make a deal with me."

"That's enough." Lu Mingfei was never very bold and was good at admitting defeat. However, he could communicate easily without reading Lu Mingze's expression when facing the elusive and obviously capable Lu Mingze.

They were quite blunt in their speech. "Have you been watching too much hentai? You think all the girls in the world are subservient to you? Don't take your dreams seriously, kid. Don't have such filthy thoughts."

Lu Mingze maintained his exaggerated smile. Although he didn't know what had happened, it seemed that his brother didn't like Chen Motong that much.

This is a good thing.

Lu Mingze arrogantly believed that an artificial creation like Chen Motong was not worthy of his older brother at all: "So, she's your brother's former classmate?"

"That one, is her name Chen Wenwen? If you're willing, I can make Chen Wenwen behave..."

"That's enough, that's enough." Lu Mingfei didn't want to talk about Chen Wenwen, even though he was facing Lu Mingze, whom he felt inexplicably close to. "Let's talk about you instead."

"What brings you here all of a sudden?"

His smile faded, and Lu Mingze's expression returned to calm as he tightened his grin: "I just wanted to remind my brother."

"We need to be extra careful on this mission."

Lu Mingfei appeared indifferent, but his attempt to conceal it failed, and his guilty conscience was clearly visible: "Ah, I know, Senior Brother Fingel already reminded me once."

"This time, I'll just watch from the sidelines and won't get involved."

That's good. Lu Mingze smiled again. This was exactly what he wanted to hear.

This plan was merely a test of Chu Zihang and Fingel, and it might be a bit chaotic. He didn't want his brother Lu Mingfei to get involved.

It's best if my brother is willing to keep his distance.

Just in case, we should give them something as insurance: "By the way, brother, do you know why banks give away rice and oil for free?"

"To attract customers, of course." Lu Mingfei had a deep impression of this. Last year, when a certain bank delivered rice, his aunt forced him to carry four bags of rice home, and he was almost exhausted.

Of course, in the end, my aunt didn't go to that bank to deposit the money.

Lu Mingze smiled enigmatically, then decided to follow the bank's example: "Then I'll give my brother a small gift too."

"In this way, my brother, who has benefited from this, will likely be more inclined to do business with me in the future, remembering my kindness."

"What gift?" Lu Mingfei's face stiffened, and he subconsciously looked down at the pie on the floor. Could it be this? Can you still eat something that fell on the ground? He wouldn't accept it if it were given to him.

"..." Lu Mingze was speechless for a moment, then disappeared, leaving only the words: "Don't die."

"This is a gift for my brother, a Word of Power."

"?"

Don't die? What kind of incantation is that? Does he think he's never been to school? He at least studied in Kassel for two months and received two months of instruction from his senior, Fingel!
Where in the world can you find such a thing as the power of words?
Lu Mingfei learned in Kassel that the power of words requires the use of dragon script to command elements, so how could it be used in Chinese?

Just as he was about to complain that, like his aunt, he wouldn't be lured into becoming a customer by such small favors, he woke up.

Time seemed to stand still. When Lu Mingfei came to his senses, his senior brothers and sisters were still talking, and no one noticed anything unusual.

They were still discussing whether to request reinforcements from the academy.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, then got up and went to the bathroom. After closing the door, he muttered to himself in front of the mirror like a thief, "Don't die."

Nothing happened.

It seemed as if a flock of crows, cawing incoherently, flew over Lu Mingfei's head.

"Were we scammed?" Lu Mingfei raised his right hand, revealing hangnails near his index fingernail.

All the senior brothers and sisters have Word Spirits, but he, an 'S-rank', doesn't. Who knows, he might be exposed one day, and the big bad wolf in the wolf pack will discover, 'Oh, a little lamb has infiltrated.'

Just thinking about that scene made Lu Mingfei hiss. He hardened his resolve, stretched out his left hand, and hesitated for a few seconds before shouting, "Lu Mingfei, oh Lu Mingfei!"

Finally, the barb was pulled out of his left hand, causing slight bleeding. Lu Mingfei jumped up and down in the bathroom in pain, trying to keep his voice down as he gasped, "It hurts so much, no, it hurts so much, don't die."

A miracle occurred. As soon as those three words were uttered, the tiny wound from the thorn healed instantly, and the pain suddenly disappeared.

"Holy chow? It's actually true?"

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