Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 336 Remember to attend class
In that brief instant, Lu Mingfei's mind seemed to have been stuffed with an overclocked processor, racing from the creation of the world by Pangu all the way to the founding of the People's Republic of China, from Odin's one eye to the Eye of Horus, and then directly from the Chronicles of Novoland to the Shanghai Fortress.
Lu Mingfei was sweating profusely.

He felt like a successfully tamed hunting dog.

The thought startled even himself.

But upon closer reflection, it is incredibly apt.

This seemingly cold girl always appeared when he was at his most vulnerable.

In everyday matters, she gradually seeps into his life, just like she is now.

They wake him up, bring him his favorite breakfast, and even show unusual interest in his social interactions...

But when put together, they gave Lu Mingfei a chilling sense of "intrusion."

She was like a master animal trainer, never using force, but precisely providing him with what he lacked each time he needed it: strength, help, even fried dough sticks and towels.

Rather than being put on a collar, it's more like... being slowly boiled like a frog in water.

The water temperature rose without him realizing it, and by the time he realized it, he may have already lost the ability and courage to jump out.

He found himself getting used to it.

He opened his mouth, but under Zero's gaze, he couldn't utter a single word of the whole prepared, witty, and nonsensical speech.

He seems... to have really been "cooked".

"Alright alright……"

Lu Mingfei raised his hands in a gesture of surrender:
"I'll confess! I'll confess everything!"

Seemingly satisfied with the answer, Zero slightly withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and waited for Lu Mingfei's explanation.

"Norma, please leave here for now. Um. Give me half an hour."

Lu Mingfei spoke to the air.

"Ok."

A calm female voice rang out.

Lu Mingfei's black card access allowed him to do this, so that no one would know about their conversation.

"I think that freshman named 'Xia Mi' is a bit strange."

Lu Mingfei scratched his messy hair, trying to organize his thoughts:

"From the first time we met, I felt like I'd seen her somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember..."

"If it's 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' I've read it too."

Zero responded calmly, his tone steady and even:
"Although I am Russian. 'I've seen this sister before,' is that the sentence?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback by her sudden and precise quotation, and quickly shook his head:

"No, no! That's not what I meant! I didn't mean that I have some kind of karmic entanglement with her from a past life! I just really feel that something's wrong with her!"

Zero raised her icy blue eyes and glanced at him:
“Go on. I was just telling a corny joke to try and ease your tension.”

Looking at Zero's icy face, which showed no sign of "trying to ease his emotions," Lu Mingfei inwardly cursed:

Your joke is colder than a Siberian cold snap, sister! And who would believe you're telling a joke with that blank expression? The atmosphere didn't ease at all; it just got even weirder!
"My senses became extremely sharp after my bloodline awakened."

He pointed to his temple:

"In my perception, she is like a perfect A-grade hybrid. From her bloodline to her aura, and even the personality she displays, everything is too perfect."

I have never seen such a 'stable' bloodline, so stable it seems unreal.

Even with Caesar, I could sense the restlessness that comes with being a half-blood, but she didn't have any of that, not even a trace of it.

So I want to get closer and see what she really is.”

"You suspect she's a dragon?"

Zero suddenly interrupted him, directly hitting the deepest guess in Lu Mingfei's heart.

Because of Norton?

Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback, as if he had been stung by the name, and his whole body stiffened for a moment.

He didn't speak, but a deep sadness uncontrollably showed in his eyes.

But he quickly suppressed his emotions, as if hurriedly stuffing something precious and fragile back into a drawer.

He lowered his eyelids and said softly:

"Yes. Because of Old Tang."

Dragons can perfectly disguise themselves and infiltrate among them. "I understand."

After Ling finished speaking, she reached out and gently pressed down on Lu Mingfei's sticking-up hair.

I'll keep an eye on her.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Ling had already withdrawn her hand and turned to walk towards the door.

"Remember to attend class."

The door closed gently, leaving Lu Mingfei alone in the room, lost in thought.

He touched the hair that Zero had just touched, and something felt off.
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Fish-like black shadows swam inside the stainless steel pipes.

These two-meter-diameter pipes, divided into freshwater and seawater pipes, were used to supply water to Angers' enormous gardens and fish tanks.

Every few hundred meters there were hard alloy meshes, but these were easily torn apart. The alarm devices inside the pipe walls stopped flashing red, and most of the walls of the entire "ice cellar" were dismantled.

The dark figure rolled over and used the suction cups on its knees to stick to the smooth inner wall.

The domain was released, and transparent ripples radiated outwards. The water flow stopped instantly; the domain solidified and sealed off the water.

The dark figure clenched its fist and slammed it against the pipe wall, shattering the water, the pipe wall, and the surrounding rocks together, like an old boxer using a legendary martial art like the "Great Piercing Hand." The water resumed flowing, and the dark figure was "squeezed" out by the immense water pressure.

He swam gently, and his sound echoed in the huge dark space.

The Well of Oblivion, the deepest part of the ice cellar, is where, according to mythology, the three Fates wove, stretched, and severed the lifeline, a place where everything is obliterated.

The shadowy figure took out two burning sticks, lit them, and threw one of them into the air.

It was as if a fiery meteor streaked across the sky, yet it could not pierce the thick darkness overhead.

This is an extremely large space, an underground cave eroded by water over tens of millions of years.

The burning rod fell into the water ahead and went out.

The dark figure raised the remaining burning stick, illuminating the surroundings.

The ground was actually made of bronze, with deep grooves etched into it like intertwined snakes, and blue-green water flowing in the grooves.

The pattern formed by these deep grooves resembles a lush vine, branching out and branching again, constantly forking and converging, finally flowing into the tranquil lake in front.

From a high vantage point, the dark figure stands at the base of the vine, with endless symbols hidden among the intertwined branches, forming a perfect circular totem that surrounds a small lake.

An extremely powerful "domain" filled the entire space, and what triggered this domain was the metal pattern underfoot.

The so-called vine tree is an unparalleled array of incantations.

This is an alchemical miracle, creating a realm from symbols and elements, circulating continuously. Maintaining this realm requires no life; it is a divine privilege, transcending all religious codes.

"Humans can also push the technology of 'alchemy' to such an extreme."

The shadowy figure spoke in a low voice.

The areas on the ground with their fine, intertwined lines are small domains, strange circles containing power, suppressing the restless energy within.

The mummy, along with the iron pillar, was immersed in formalin and placed in a cryogenic quartz glass container. A metal plaque indicated that it was unearthed in 1836 from the Valley of the Kings in Egypt and was a burial object for a pharaoh.

"Garbage dump".

The shadowy figure glanced at these world-shaking artifacts.

He slashed his wrist, and thick blood dripped into the deep groove.

His blood was heavier than the raw, blue water; it sank to the bottom upon entering the water and spread with the current.

The green vine was stained with a new color—the dark red of blood. Gradually, the blood at the bottom of the water began to glow, mottled and shimmering, and bubbles rose to the surface, as if from some intense chemical reaction.

This reaction quickly heats the water to a boil, with bubbles and splashes dancing together.

The Word Spirit Formation was activated, and the blood-red light flickered regularly, like the rhythm of a heartbeat.

The dark figure's deep chanting controlled the entire space. Under this ancient and great incantation, the blood-red light grew increasingly intense, until finally the metal vines shone like red-hot metal.

A powerful energy surged outwards, a realm invisible to mortals.

It's as if the world is a giant piano, and He gently plucks the keys called "rules".

The shadowy figure was certain that there was no one here who could hear "sounds".

But He miscalculated.

Someone opened their eyes from the bed.

They were golden vertical pupils, with a faint red flickering in their depths.

(End of this chapter)