Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 227 What kind of formation is this?
"Extracurricular reading?" Xia Mi's voice grew closer, tinged with a sly smile. "Senior brother, your extracurricular reading... the cover is so old-fashioned, and it's in German? Let me see!"

As she spoke, her arm nimbly reached over from above the sofa back, her slender fingers precisely pressing on the cover of the open ancient book, preventing Lu Mingfei from closing it.

Lu Mingfei didn't seem to care and just lay there lazily.

As a freshman who hasn't even enrolled yet, even if Xia Mi saw these materials, she would only think they were some kind of mystical research or mythological analysis.

""Ber die Theorie des Nibelungenliedes und verwandte Phnomene"..."

Xia Mi read out the cursive German on the cover word by word, her pronunciation clear and accurate, even with a strange sense of rhythm, completely unlike someone who was seeing complex German phrases for the first time.

She tilted her head, her gaze sweeping over the strange geometric patterns, and the curious look on her face gradually turned into one of focused attention.

"Nibelungen's theory and related phenomena?"

She translated it softly, then looked up:

"Senior brother, are you interested in the 'Land of the Dead'?"

"Well, I don't know much about it, I'm just curious."

As Lu Mingfei gently pulled the book back, he mumbled something.

The land of the dead, Nibelungen, Niflheim—these are fairly common Norse mythology, so it's normal for a little girl to know them.

"Then you should add 'Alchemy Chemistry' to your major curriculum this year. Nibelungen is an independent space built by dragons through alchemy. It is an alchemical mecca that every alchemy master longs to visit."

"Uh-huh?"

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, then realized something was wrong.

"What did you say?"

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

What's going on? This junior sister hasn't even had any orientation yet. Shouldn't she be a blank canvas, ready to be painted with the most beautiful pictures? She should be screaming in terror when she hears that there's actually a magical reptilian dynasty in this world!

At that moment, Senior Brother Lu Mingfei... screamed in terror!
"Alchemy, alchemy, alchemy."

Xia Mi tilted her head, as if teasing him, and repeated it three times:

"Dragon Clan, Dragon Clan, Dragon Clan".

"You...you...you..." Lu Mingfei felt his tongue getting tied. "How do you know all this? Who told you? Did Norma send you the admission handbook in advance? Wait...the orientation hasn't even started yet!"

Seeing Lu Mingfei's expression as if he had seen a ghost, Xia Mi burst out laughing.

"Senior brother, your expression looks like you've swallowed a frog."

She stretched out a finger and poked Lu Mingfei's cheek. The warm touch of the girl's fingertip made Lu Mingfei slightly startled.

"I'm a pre-university student, a pre-university student who passed the 3E exam ahead of schedule."

"Foundation course? What foundation course?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, sighed, and picked up the iPad from the side:

"Never mind, I'll just ask Norma directly."

Xia Mi shook her head and said in a tone of disappointment:
"Senior brother, you're the senior brother, why are you asking your junior sister such a question?"
The academy has secret branch campuses in China that select high school students with special bloodlines to enter its preparatory program. If their bloodline is exceptionally strong, they graduate directly to the main campus; otherwise, they take the national college entrance examination (Gaokao).

Following Xia Mi's explanation, Norma quickly sent over the information along with Xia Mi's file to Lu Mingfei. As an S-class student, he currently possesses the highest level of access at the school, second only to the principal and board members. Norma's database is almost entirely open to him, and he must respond immediately.

"Xia Mi was born on October 30, 1993 in Beijing, China. She is female and attended Peking University High School before enrolling in the preparatory course. She has a Beijing household registration and lives with her parents and an older brother."

Lu Mingfei read it aloud subconsciously.

"Hey!" Xia Mi glared, "Are you checking my household registration?"

"A bloodline rating?"

Lu Mingfei looked up in surprise at the carefree girl in front of him.

How many A-level bloodlines are there in the entire Kassel College? Each one is extremely rare and considered a pillar of the future.

Chu Zihang is A-rank, Caesar is A-rank... Now, what if you randomly pick up a junior sister at the train station and tell her that she's also A-rank?
Is this Grade A available for wholesale?

Xia Mi puffed out her cheeks and glared at him, pretending to be angry:
"Senior Brother Lu, don't you understand privacy? Why does Norma tell you everything?!"

Lu Mingfei ignored her protests and quickly swiped his fingers across the encrypted file Norma had sent him on the iPad screen. The file contained Xia Mi's very detailed personal information.

No wonder Lu Mingfei felt a natural resonance and closeness with her; was it because they were both of high-bloodline mixed race?

But it's also strange.

Neither Zero nor Nono, nor even Chu Zihang or Caesar, could make him feel this bloodline, or even the resonance of the rules.

Before Lu Mingfei could react, a pressure hit him in the face, and Xia Mi crashed into his arms, pinning him down on the soft sofa cushions!
Lu Mingfei instinctively wanted to fight back. With his current physical condition and fighting instincts, it would not be difficult for him to subdue his opponent in an instant.

But he saw clearly the person pressing down on him. The girl's pure face was close to his, her soft body pressed against him without any defenses, and her eyes, which always held a smile, gleamed with a cunning light.

Lu Mingfei was secretly amazed that he had managed to suppress his fighting instincts.

What if I accidentally hurt her...

"Humph!"

Xia Mi let out a smug hum, and while he was in a daze, she nimbly straddled his waist, forming a superior and domineering posture.

She snatched the iPad from Lu Mingfei's hand, turned off the screen with a flick of her finger, and tossed it casually toward the bedside without even looking at it.

The electronic device traced an arc and landed precisely on the fluffy pillow without making a sound.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Caught off guard, Lu Mingfei's head sank into the soft sofa cushions, his entire field of vision filled with the figure of the girl above him.

The scent, carrying sunshine and a faint sweet fragrance, became increasingly clear, permeating every breath he took.

He instinctively tried to raise his hand to block her, but his arm froze in mid-air after he had only raised it halfway.

This posture... is absolutely terrible.

Xia Mi straddled his waist, her slender yet vibrant legs pressed tightly against him through a thin layer of clothing, her body temperature clearly discernible.

To suppress him, she leaned forward slightly, her cheek no more than an inch from his, a few stray strands of hair even brushing against his chin, causing a slight tickle.

Lu Mingfei felt as if the blood in his body was rushing in two different directions, one rushing to the top of his head and making his ears burn, and the other converging in an embarrassing place.

He was a normal adolescent boy, after all; he had never experienced anything like this before.
(End of this chapter)