Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 351 All human suffering is essentially anger at one's own powerlessness.

After Chu Zihang left, Lu Mingfei immediately went to the library to look up information.

Although the college's dormitory area was left in ruins by the earthquake, the library remained almost unscathed. This is because Kassel College was designed with the highest level of security from the very beginning and has been renovated and rebuilt several times since then.

Some say this is to protect the ancient books and scrolls accumulated by the Secret Society over thousands of years, which are priceless treasures and the foundation of the Secret Society's confidence in standing at the top of the world.

Some say that the academy's artificial intelligence, "Norma," the pinnacle of contemporary alchemy and technology, is hidden directly beneath the library.

But Lu Mingfei didn't care about any of that.

Upon arriving at the library, he navigated the study area with practiced ease. It wasn't crowded; it was only the beginning of the semester, and students weren't worried about final exams. Only a few people were buried in their books, and occasionally one or two professors could be seen.

Lu Mingfei randomly found an unattended computer and began indexing the books and documents he needed, which was undoubtedly much more efficient than searching for them one by one.

After all, the library of Kassel College is vast and extensive.

After selecting the items he needed, he found a seat and sat down.

As an S-class student in the academy, he enjoys the highest privileges. Naturally, the staff of the school's public affairs department help him find all the materials and then respectfully deliver them to him, without requiring much effort.

While waiting for the book, Lu Mingfei looked around idly and unexpectedly spotted an acquaintance across the long table.

The afternoon sun streamed through the tall arched windows, casting a pale golden hue on the soft tips of her hair. The girl tilted her head slightly, revealing a section of her fair neck, her slender fingers gently turning the pages of the book.

Several books of varying thicknesses were spread out on the table, the most eye-catching being "A Study of the Norse Mythology System," the edges of which were already slightly yellowed.

She was engrossed in watching, and her focused expression calmed her usual liveliness and revealed a rare scholarly air.

Just as Lu Mingfei was hesitating whether to greet her, Xia Mi suddenly looked up and looked in his direction as if they were telepathically connected.

The moment their eyes met, her eyes lit up, a bright smile appeared on her lips, and she quietly waved to him.

The girl, holding the book, quietly moved to the opposite side of Lu Mingfei.

"Senior brother," Xia Mi asked quietly, lowering her voice, "Why aren't you reading in the library? And why didn't you bring any textbooks?"

Just then, a staff member from the school's public affairs department pushed a cart full of books over and carefully placed it next to Lu Mingfei.

The most eye-catching items were several thick, finely bound ancient books, including "The Sequence of Words and the Essence of Rules" and "The Application of Spatial Folding Theory in Alchemy," with their gold-embossed titles shimmering in the sunlight.

Xia Mi's eyes widened as she looked at the beautifully bound ancient books in the car, then at Lu Mingfei, who looked completely at ease. Her cheeks involuntarily puffed out.

"Senior brother," she lowered her voice, her tone carrying a hint of exaggerated indignation, "you have indeed betrayed the revolution and are an enemy of the class!"

Without looking up, Lu Mingfei pulled out a book titled "Analysis of Spatial Structure" and casually flipped through the pages:

"Is he an enemy of the class, or your enemy?"

Xia Mi was momentarily speechless at his words, then leaned closer, still somewhat unconvinced:

"You're all! People like you, belonging to the privileged class, should be hung on streetlights!"

Lu Mingfei looked up from between the pages of the book, saw Xia Mi's indignant expression, and shook his head in a serious manner.

"What if I let you experience some of the benefits of S-level for a day?"

Xia Mi's eyes lit up instantly, and she beamed with joy:

"That would be great! Senior brother is the best!"

Lu Mingfei closed the book and said slowly:

"Isn't that a double standard? Just now you wanted to hang me on a streetlight, and now you're saying I'm being kind." "It really proves that saying, 'All of humanity's suffering is essentially anger at one's own powerlessness.'"

Xia Mi's smile froze for a moment, the change so subtle as a fleeting ripple, so fast that it seemed like an illusion of light and shadow.

Her fingertips tightened slightly on the pages, but then relaxed again.

"Senior brother is right."

She lifted her face, her smile still bright:
Who said that?

Lu Mingfei's gaze remained fixed on the open pages of the book, his fingertips casually tracing a line of Latin annotations.

“Wang Xiaobo,” he answered casually, turning a yellowed page of parchment. “But why can’t it be me who said it?”

Xia Mi tilted her head to look him over, then shook her head.
The two fell silent, each engrossed in their books.

Xia Mi softly hummed a melody, tinged with sadness. Her voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it. Lu Mingfei wasn't particularly knowledgeable about music, but he could still recognize it as an Irish folk song.

Lu Mingfei continued studying the complex alchemical knowledge. After an unknown amount of time, as the sun began to set, she closed the book and sighed contentedly.

"It's time to go."

She spoke softly, as if afraid of breaking the moment of tranquility.

Lu Mingfei nodded, watching her carefully put away the borrowed books.

Shortly after Xia Mi's figure disappeared behind the library door, Lu Mingfei's phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID; the screen clearly displayed "Principal of Angers".
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Principal's office.

"Three days later, a board meeting will be held in Portofino, Italy, where all seven board members, including myself, will be in attendance."

The subject is my trial.

Angers took a deep drag on his cigar, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and pushed the file folder in front of Lu Mingfei:

"The Secret Party is composed of eleven mixed-race families from Europe and the faculty and students of Kassel College. The board members are the highest class and the real power holders. This is the information about their respective families."

Lu Mingfei opened the file folder; the documents inside were already bound. He roughly counted them, then paused slightly, looking up at Angers:

"But there are only six documents here."

"Because there are only seven board members."

Angers explained:

Before the Industrial Revolution, the world of hybrids was ruled by four prominent families: the Cadmus family, the St. George family, the Sigurd family, and the Beowulf family. They were known as the Four Elders.

However, after the Industrial Revolution, the world order changed. Steamships traversed the seven seas, and seven hybrid families rose to power, gradually gaining control of the Secret Party's discourse.

After the establishment of Kassel College, they naturally seized real power within the college, formed a board of trustees, and honored those outdated individuals as elders.

Lu Mingfei's fingers lightly traced the surface of the file folder, his gaze sweeping over the gold-embossed family crests. He looked up, his brow furrowing slightly.

Why are they judging you?

Angers' eyes appeared exceptionally deep behind the smoke:
"Because the Dragonbone Cross was stolen. It's Constantine's dragonbone; someone broke into the college the night before last and stole it. As the custodian, I must bear primary responsibility."

Lu Mingfei's fingertips paused on the file folder for a moment, and he made a perfectly timed expression of surprise.

(End of this chapter)