Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

Hanging up the phone, Tang Wei let out a long sigh of relief. Having worked in this line of work for so long, he'd developed a beast-like intuition. This deal had gone too smoothly, so smoothly it was unsettling.

Ronald McDonald's golden eyes lingered in his mind; they were definitely not the eyes of an ordinary human.

"It's time to stop," he muttered to himself.

Downstairs at the Runde Building, Chu Zihang pulled down the brim of his deliveryman's hat. His blue and white uniform made him look like an ordinary deliveryman; no one would give him a second glance.

He was holding a delivery box in his hand, his eyes fixed on the twenty-first floor.

Chapter 47 A Chaotic Dance of Demons (Part 1)

Chu Zihang stood downstairs at the Runde Building, rain dripping from the brim of his hat and wetting his shoulders.

He looked up at the towering building. To the average person, it was just an ordinary commercial building, brightly lit and bustling with people.

But in his eyes, the entire building seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, with countless dark figures whispering in the shadows.

He was very familiar with this feeling. Just like that rainy night when he was fifteen, on the highway, his father, Chu Tianjiao, stood in front of the Maybach, facing Odin's vast army alone.

One hour ago, at Kassel College.

In the executive office, Manstein, Schneider, and Guderian, who had just woken up, sat around a computer. The screen displayed a floor plan of the Runde Building and information about Tang Wei's team.

“The enemy has a large number of people, and there may be mixed-race individuals in their team,” Manstein said, adjusting his glasses with a serious tone. “We must act quickly and decisively, without giving them a chance to react.”

Schneider coughed twice. "The school's public relations department is on standby, but they are not suitable to participate directly in the operation; they are too conspicuous."

"Who should we send?" Manstein frowned.

“Chu Zihang,” Schneider said without hesitation, “He’s enough on his own.”

Guderian rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "Wait, where are Mingfei and Frilian? I haven't seen either of them mentioned in the plan at all."

Schneider sighed. "Lu Mingfei lacks experience, and this mission is not suitable for him. He will be responsible for coordinating the operation, but he will not be directly involved."

"Chu Zihang has enough experience, acts cleanly and efficiently, and his Word of Power is suitable for quickly suppressing the enemy."

Guderian scratched his head: "But what if something goes wrong? The other side might have something related to the dragon race. Mingfei's 'Time Zero' and Frilian's 'Magician' might come in handy."

“No,” Schneider shook his head. “Those two are inexperienced. This time, let Chu Zihang act alone.”

He also had his concerns; he couldn't let others know about Chu Zihang's bloodline.

Schneider made the decision: "Proceed as planned. Chu Zihang will lead the attack, and the school's administrative department will provide support."

At 7:10, downstairs at Runde Building.

Chu Zihang put on his headphones, and raindrops slid down his cheeks.

"Is the plan clear?" Schneider's voice came through the earpiece.

"Hmm," Chu Zihang replied briefly, "I don't need anyone's help. Those people in the school's public affairs department are too conspicuous. I can do it all by myself."

"Follow the plan. The school's administrative staff will meet you in five minutes, and we will move out in twenty minutes."

"receive.".

Chu Zihang looked up at the 21st floor of the building, where it was brightly lit.

7:20, Tang Wei's office.

Tang Wei sat in front of the computer, idly playing StarCraft, while casually ordering takeout.

He heard the "Need more minerals" notification in his headphones and irritably started typing on the keyboard.

The opponent's ID, "Old Tang," felt strangely familiar to him. This buyer from Brooklyn had taken the eerie mermaid lamp from him last week, and during the transaction, the two unexpectedly discovered that the other was a veteran StarCraft player.

"Trying to take advantage of us again?" Tang Wei cursed and slammed his hand on the radar station, the blue light from the screen illuminating the cold sweat on his forehead.

Now, as the Zerg army was destroying his main base in the game, Tang Wei recalled the unnatural, eerie blue flames inside the glass dome of the Mermaid Lamp, and his fingers trembled involuntarily.

"GG," he gritted his teeth and admitted defeat. Old Tang immediately replied with a smiley face, as if he had expected this outcome.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier, and the raindrops pounded against the glass, making him inexplicably restless. He had a feeling that something bad would happen tonight, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

He casually clicked on the "Hunter Market" website and browsed it inattentively.

The website is divided into several sections:

[Bounty Area]: Various missing person/item/assassination requests, with clearly marked prices.

[Trading Zone]: Buy and sell Dragon Clan artifacts, alchemical items, and forbidden technologies. Anonymous transactions, settled in virtual currency.

[Intelligence Section]: Discussions about hybrid races, dragon ruins, and internal news from Kassel College.

[Chat Area]: A place where hunters brag and joke around, and occasionally someone will share some strange stories.

Tang Wei just sold a "mermaid lamp" in the trading area last week. The buyer was "Old Tang," who bought it in Brooklyn's Chinatown in New York. The money has already been received.

"Ding-dong," my phone vibrated.

There were only two words on the screen:

"Goodbye."

The text message was unsigned, but Tang Wei's intuition told him that it was sent by "Ronald McDonald".

At the same time, on the way to Aspasia.

Lu Mingfei held an umbrella and walked side by side with Frillian on the rainy street.

"Hello, Mingfei, it's me," Guderian said in a video chat with Lu Mingfei.

"Professor Guderian? What happened?"

Professor Guderian adjusted his glasses and lowered his voice to explain to Lu Mingfei and Frilian, "The Academy has confirmed that the Hunter Organization's 'Three Young Masters' team possesses the stolen top-secret documents. Tonight, Chu Zihang will disguise himself as a courier and infiltrate the 21st floor of the Runde Building. His goal is to retrieve the documents and confirm the buyer's identity."

He pulled up the building's floor plan: "Schneider insisted that Chu Zihang act alone because his Word of Power is suitable for quickly suppressing the enemy. The school's engineering department will provide support, but will not directly intervene."

"Why let Senior Brother act alone?" Lu Mingfei didn't quite understand. Wouldn't it be better for him and Frilian to participate?

Guderian added worriedly, "Schneider insists that Chu Zihang act alone. We suspect that the 'Three Young Masters' team may have hybrids, or even possess high-risk incantations."

After hanging up the video call, Lu Mingfei was a little worried about Chu Zihang.

“Professor Guderian said that my senior brother went on a mission alone.” Lu Mingfei frowned. “The other side is a hunter organization. What if something happens to him?”

Frillie said calmly, "I marked him."

"mark?"

“Yes.” Frillie nodded. “We can teleport to him now.”

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. We'll just have to make things difficult for Chen Wenwen."

Frillie glanced at him: "Do you think eating is more important, or is Chu Zihang more important?"

"Of course, my senior brother is more important."

“You go have dinner with Chen Wenwen, I’ll go help Chu Zihang,” Frillie said, raising her wand.

The space behind Chu Zihang distorted, and with a turn, he assumed the classic one-inch punch stance.

"Quick reaction." With a pale green light, Frilian appeared before him.

She patted off non-existent dust from her clothes and looked up to meet Chu Zihang's surprised gaze.

"How will you be here?"

Frillie tilted her head, her long silver hair swaying gently with the movement: "I left a magical mark on you, so you can teleport here at any time. Lu Mingfei is very worried about you."

Chu Zihang frowned even more: "Lu Mingfei? Shouldn't you be with him?"

“I know you’re going to dinner with Chen Wenwen,” Frillie interrupted him. “I told Lu Mingfei I’d come to help you, so he can go eat without worry.”

"Not welcome?"

Chu Zihang was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Welcome."

Chapter 48 A Chaotic Dance of Demons (Part 2)

Frillie glanced at her phone screen; it was 7:25. The elites from the school's public relations department should be arriving soon.

"brake"

A truck painted with the words "XX Express" screeched to a halt in front of her and Chu Zihang. The door opened, and five ridiculously burly men filed out.

Chu Zihang glanced at them expressionlessly and said indifferently, "As expected of the elites of the school's public works department, they have an extraordinary appearance."

"Quite strong, suitable to be a warrior," Frilian thought, her mind stirred by the sight of her dwarf companion, Azer.

The burly man leading the group was nearly two meters tall, wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt with the words "I love Kassel" printed on it, his muscles stretching the fabric to the point of almost tearing it. He wore Hawaiian-style floral shorts and flip-flops, revealing his toes.

"Isn't this inappropriate? I've seen everyone online dressed like this," the team leader said, scratching his head and bulging his biceps.

"Sure, but the muscles are a bit exaggerated," Chu Zihang said, his gaze sweeping over the others.

A man with a buzz cut wearing sunglasses and a blue dragon tattoo on his arm; a burly man with a small braid wearing a maid outfit, with a toy water gun at his waist.

"Be careful next time," the team leader nodded seriously, his pectoral muscles twitching.

"Does everyone know about the plan? Professor Schneider should have told you about it," Frillian asked.

Five minutes ago, she contacted Professor Schneider, who looked "unhappy" and reluctantly agreed to let Frillian assist Chu Zihang.

"Understood!" everyone shouted in unison. "Charge in, control the security guards, create chaos, and cover your operation!"

Chu Zihang nodded: "Let's get ready to move in."

In front of the building, Frillian used the "magic of smiles" to adjust Chu Zihang's expression, making him look like a shy deliveryman.

He made himself disappear and stayed by Chu Zihang's side.

Holding a package, Chu Zihang gave the security guard a shy smile: "Hello, I'm here to deliver a package."

The security guard, oblivious to Frillie's presence, eyed him suspiciously: "Delivering packages this late?"

"Express delivery, the recipient specifically requested it be delivered today," Chu Zihang glanced down at the tracking number, "21st floor, to Mr. Tang Wei."

The security guard hesitated whether to let them through, and a commotion broke out in the lobby.

Five strangely dressed, burly men rushed in, and the leader shouted, "Robbery! Everyone, get down!"

"What's going on?!" The security guard reached out to press the alarm, but was "accidentally" tripped by Frillie and stumbled to the ground.