Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

The happy days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Mingfei finally remembered that he had an interview to attend.

In the past few days, Lu Mingfei has shed his youthful naiveté.

Under Shen Jue's influence, his personality also underwent subtle changes.

Lu Mingfei's eyes no longer darted around, his back was no longer hunched, and even his self-deprecating humor had diminished, replaced by a lazy confidence.

Unfortunately, even though Lu Mingfei's dragon bloodline has now exceeded the S-level standard, he still hasn't awakened the dragon's unique Word of Power.

In the world of dragons, hybrids seem to measure their strength by bloodline rankings, each resembling a brute warrior.

In reality, the power system within the dragon race is closer to magic.

The power of words is not much different from magic.

This is why Junji Ito was so excited when he first met Shen Jue of the Dragon Clan.

Although Shen Jue of the Dragon Clan did not provide much help in the fight against Hell Star.

While the hybrids in the Dragon World seem to be fighting with knives and guns, in reality, all of them are mages.

The fighting style of the hybrids is quite similar to that of the famous battle mage, Gandalf.

Despite being a demigod with maxed-out divine magic, Gandalf only learned one spell, Illumination, after descending to Earth, relying on his powerful demigod physique to fight hand-to-hand with orcs and monstrous beastmen.

That's very much like a mage.

That's how monks are.

In fact, Shen Jue is much the same. Now that he is proficient in alchemy and possesses knowledge and abilities from multiple worlds, he still prefers to use his fists to beat people up when fighting.

Using Phantom Breath Technique: Gravity Manipulation in combat is clearly much more stylish.

Shen Jue has always felt helpless about the physique of mixed-race people.

In terms of physical attributes, even S-class hybrids are not much different from ordinary people.

Once Bloodlust transforms into a dragon-like Deadpool, it can easily withstand modern firearms, while stronger individuals would require weapons of mass destruction to eliminate it.

In Shen Jue's view, this might be a common problem in the design of combat power in romance novels.

Hybrids only need to fall in love; as for increasing their combat power, they can just use cheat codes.

How could the power and foundation gained by those who like to cultivate and practice every day possibly compare to the power gained by those who directly cheat their way into higher levels of the narrative?

High judgment.

Shen Jue didn't have many other thoughts about Lu Mingfei. He just felt that the child was kind by nature, but was mistreated as a Japanese by the tragic reality and the selfish mixed-race people.

Even the main character is in a bit of a predicament.

Therefore, Shen Jue helped Lu Mingfei grow into an adult and activated part of his dragon bloodline, which to some extent reversed Lu Mingfei's early personality, which seemed to be playful but was actually quite sensitive and insecure.

As for the senior sister that Lu Mingfei was destined to meet...

Shen Jue was determined to see if Lu Mingfei, whom he had drastically modified before entering Kassel College, would still follow the old path of a pure boy who would easily fall in love with someone.

Under Lu Mingfei's reluctant gaze, he drove away from the manor in the Rolls-Royce Phantom that Shen Jue had given him.

Accompanying them were twelve Dragon Blood Family guards gifted by Shen Jue, a diamond black card with a balance of one hundred million US dollars, and an additional lakeside villa on the outskirts of the city gifted by Shen Jue.

Lu Mingfei was stunned by the unexpected surprise and immediately recognized Shen Jue as his elder brother.

Lu Mingfei, that scoundrel, had his doubts about Shen Jue's motives.

But after Shen Jue and Lu Mingfei played StarCraft together for most of the day, the kid's wariness completely disappeared.

He went directly from being a loser to a successful young man with financial freedom.

These days, Lu Mingfei rarely returns to his aunt's house.

Most of the time, he would bring twelve guards from the Dragon Blood Clan and invite Shen Jue to various luxury clubs and bathhouses.

Shen Jue was enjoying it.

The only ones truly having a headache were the few Kassel College staff members responsible for recruiting Lu Mingfei.

This time, the principal of Kassel College, Angers, gave a firm order that Lu Mingfei must be recruited into Kassel College.

Professor Guderian, Nono, Ye Sheng, and Jiu Deya were the interviewers for Lu Mingfei.

The group was initially quite satisfied with Lu Mingfei, but then Shen Jue suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

This not only brought about a dramatic change in Lu Mingfei, but also caused him to pick up many bad habits.

Originally, Lu Mingfei's eyes looked like those of a sensitive little deer, pitiful and vulnerable.

Now, when his golden eyes occasionally flash, there is a hint of aggression in his gaze.

Her entire demeanor became more confident and composed.

But this is not the Lu Mingfei that Kassel College wants to see.

This kind of promising student, with a strong personal will and seemingly ready to leave the academy at any time, is the last thing Kassel College wants to see.

Even after the interview, Lu Mingfei did not forget the class reunion amidst his happiness.

Saturday evening at 6 pm, Regent Hotel banquet hall.

The crystal chandelier cast golden light onto the long table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, making the flowers and silver cutlery gleam under the light.

More than 30 students have arrived one after another, and they are chatting in twos and threes.

Most of the girls were dressed up carefully, and their dresses and makeup looked especially radiant in the warm light.

The boys patted each other on the shoulder and exchanged polite greetings like "long time no see."

The most lively table was naturally Zhao Menghua's.

He wore a well-tailored dark blue suit with new cufflinks from a certain accessible luxury brand. He habitually raised his chin slightly when he spoke, with a perfectly appropriate smile on his face.

That smile was something I developed from being a class leader since I was little—a smile that was polite to everyone yet also carried a sense of superiority.

"Lu Mingfei hasn't arrived yet?" Zhao Menghua glanced at his watch, his tone casual, but a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Have we gotten lost again?"

Several people nearby laughed.

Liu Miaomiao sat diagonally opposite Zhao Menghua, and gently pursed her lips upon hearing this.

She wore a pale yellow dress today, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and sat there quietly like a daffodil.

Her gaze kept drifting towards the door, not to Lu Mingfei, but to Chen Wenwen.

Chen Wenwen sat in a more corner spot.

A woman in a white dress, without makeup, quietly scrolling through her phone, seems to be separated from the surrounding noise by an invisible layer of glass.

She's the kind of girl who attracts attention without needing any embellishment; her cool and aloof demeanor makes her stand out even more in lively gatherings.

Several boys glanced at her out of the corner of their eyes, but none of them dared to approach her to speak.

Everyone knew that Zhao Menghua had a crush on her, and Zhao Menghua was the most influential person in the class.

"Is Lu Mingfei playing video games at home again?" a round-faced boy joked.

"I remember he didn't come to the last class activity; he said he had a cold."

"Him?" Zhao Menghua picked up his wine glass, swirled it gently, and spoke with a condescending tolerance.

"Perhaps I'm not used to this kind of occasion."

"It's okay, let's not wait any longer, let's go first..."

Before he could finish speaking, the overhead lights in the banquet hall flickered.

Immediately afterwards, the huge crystal chandelier in the center of the dome emitted a slight hum, and the halo began to flow irregularly.

Everyone instinctively looked up, and then they saw a scene they would never forget.

The banquet hall has an operable skylight in the dome, which has now been opened by someone.

Dusk poured in through the window, mingling with the golden light inside.

At the boundary between light and shadow, a pure white helicopter hovered outside the sunroof, the airflow from its rotors ruffling the napkins and flowers on the table.

The helicopter door opened.

Lu Mingfei and Shen Jue stood side by side.