Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

Percy put away the two test tubes and walked back to the investigation team's seat with a blank expression, leaving behind only the shattered laboratory table.

Flamel's face was extremely grim. As a top expert in the field of alchemy, he knew better than anyone that this blood reaction could only be the result of a blood explosion!

But the problem is that Angers clearly stated that Chu Zihang's blood had been replaced and that it had not leaked out.

The tenured professors gathered together, discussing the experimental results in hushed tones, their expressions grave.

"This kind of blood is almost like Deadpool's."

"Chu Zihang's bloodline is probably more dangerous than we imagined."

"Has he already begun to mutate?"

The atmosphere in the conference room plummeted to freezing point.

Chu Zihang remained seated in silence, his golden pupils glowing slightly, like burning gold.

Lu Mingfei stared intently at the test tube in Percy's hand, only one thought in his mind: "Where did this blood come from?"

He and Frilian watched as Percy had his blood drawn; at that time, the blood was normal.

Xia Mi stood up. "Who can guarantee that this blood sample really came from Chu Zihang?"

She glanced at the test tube in Percy's hand, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

“Senior Lu Mingfei and Senior Frilian did see Percy having his blood drawn before, but who can guarantee that someone won’t switch the sample later?”

She looked around the room, then looked directly at Andrew. "If the investigation team really wants to be fair, why not draw blood again right here in front of everyone?"

Andrew sneered, "Because Angers has already given Chu Zihang a complete blood transfusion! He simply won't be able to produce enough fresh blood within ten days to two weeks!"

The voice was full of sarcasm: "Angers is covering up the evidence!"

Frillie slowly stood up. "Then, since human blood reacts violently with Chu Zihang's blood, why was Chu Zihang unharmed during the blood transfusion?"

She stared directly at Andrew, her eyes icy: "According to your theory, the blood transfusion process itself would trigger an explosion, and Chu Zihang should have died long ago."

The entire room fell silent.

Flamel frowned; he had a vague idea of ​​Angers' method.

"He drained Chu Zihang's blood completely."

He murmured to himself, "The body enhanced by the Blood Explosion can withstand such extreme conditions for a short period of time."

Andrew's face turned ashen. Unable to answer Frilian's question, he could only slam his fist on the table in anger. "I truly don't know how Angers underwent the blood transfusion! But that doesn't change the fact!"

He pointed at Chu Zihang, his voice sharp: "Besides Lu Mingfei, the only other person who has communicated with Chu Zihang is our great student council president, Caesar Gattuso!"

He revealed a confident smile, "His testimony can prove that Chu Zihang is an out-and-out dangerous element!"

All eyes turned to Caesar.

He had been lounging in his chair, wearing headphones, seemingly uninterested in the hearing.

Now, he slowly took off his headphones, stood up, faced everyone, and bowed.

"Dear professors and students, I swear by the Gattuso family name that what I am about to say is the truth."

The entire audience held their breath.

Andrew smiled triumphantly, awaiting Caesar's accusations.

"Chu Zihang is definitely not a dangerous element. He is the most perfect, kindest, and most understanding student in our college. We are all deeply attracted to him, and we are all proud of Chu Zihang."

He paused slightly, then gave a bright smile:

"He is the embodiment of all glory and virtue."

Andrew felt like his worldview was shattering. Didn't Caesar swear an oath in his family name? How could he be spouting nonsense here?

Is this referring to Chu Zihang or a saint?

Percy leaned closer to Andrew and whispered, "Caesar doesn't care about the family, nor does he care about the Gattuso name."

Chapter 115 Deep Affection Revealed

The meeting hall was silent. Everyone stared at Caesar, trying to find a hint of sarcasm or a joke in his expression.

But Caesar Gattuso's eyes were firm and sincere.

A few seconds later, everyone was finally convinced that Caesar was serious, and applause erupted like a tidal wave.

The Lionheart Society members looked at each other in bewilderment, while the student council officers smiled knowingly.

Lu Mingfei sighed, "Just as I thought. It was all planned beforehand. There was no need to go see Caesar. Everyone is so cunning."

Caesar raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, took a deep breath, and began his narration.

"I first truly understood Chu Zihang on a night when he stayed up all night writing his thesis in the library."

"Back then, the relationship between the student council and the Lionheart Society was very tense. We regarded each other as rivals and were even unwilling to sit at the same table."

He smiled and looked at the students in different school uniforms in the conference hall.

"But that night, Chu Zihang and I were both in the library working on our papers. My paper was about the dominant expression of dragon genes, while Chu Zihang's topic was about the stability of the alchemical matrix."

“My laptop ran out of battery at midnight,” Caesar shrugged. “The library was packed, and the only seat and outlet was next to Chu Zihang.”

A soft chuckle rippled through the room.

"I hesitated for a long time, but finally went over. Chu Zihang looked up at me, said nothing, and silently unplugged his charger and handed it to me."

A hint of nostalgia flashed in Caesar's eyes.

"Neither of us spoke, and we wrote in silence until dawn. It wasn't until the morning sunlight streamed through the window that Chu Zihang spoke, 'The data in your third chapter is incorrect. The mutation rate of the dragon gene should be 0.99%, not 1%.'"

He paused, then smiled and said, "I checked, and he's right."

"It was at that moment that I realized that Chu Zihang was never my enemy. He was just someone who was more serious than me."

Lu Mingfei couldn't hold back any longer and whispered to Frillian, "I bet there is such a thing, but that's not the truth."

Frillie nodded; she couldn't quite imagine Chu Zihang and Caesar getting along harmoniously.

"The second time was a week before the final exams," Caesar said in a low voice. "The library was packed with students studying, and many of them were so tired that they fell asleep right at their desks."

"I saw Chu Zihang carrying a stack of blankets, gently covering each sleeping classmate with them."

Several Lionheart Society members stared wide-eyed; they had never known Chu Zihang would do such a thing.

“It makes me jealous,” Caesar laughed. “He even surpassed Nono.”

Nono exclaimed "Wow!" from the audience, "No wonder there was suddenly an extra blanket that day!"

“I asked him why he did that, and guess what Chu Zihang said?” Caesar mimicked Chu Zihang’s tone: “Don’t catch a cold, it’s for the sake of your classmate.”

"At that moment, I realized that Chu Zihang was never concerned about the Lionheart Society or the student council; he was concerned about every single person at Kassel College."

Last year, the five of us went camping together.

“Lu Mingfei suggested camping, Frilian prepared insect repellent, Xia Mi brought enough snacks to feed a company, and Chu Zihang was in charge of hunting.” He paused, “He carried over a whole, cleaned deer.”

Lu Mingfei raised his hand: "I can testify! My senior brother walked out of the woods like a god of war that day, with a blood-soaked deer on his shoulder!"

Xia Mi covered her face: "I almost thought he had killed the mountain god."

“We started a campfire. Frilian used wind magic to keep the fire burning steadily, Xia Mi was in charge of brushing sauce onto the roasted meat, and Lu Mingfei,” Caesar glanced at Lu Mingfei, “was in charge of eating.”

Lu Mingfei protested: "I helped skewer the meat too!"

"Chu Zihang sat by the fire, quietly turning the roasted meat to make sure each piece was cooked just right."

“We talked a lot. It was rare for Frilian to say more than three sentences, Xia Mi talked about her experiences in China, and Lu Mingfei complained that Fingel had stolen his midnight snack again.”

"Our Chairman Chu Zihang, though not a man of many words, always leaves a lasting impression," Caesar chuckled. "For example, he told us that the best time to roast venison is when the outside is slightly charred and the inside is pink. The position of the Big Dipper can be used to determine the time. He also reminded Lu Mingfei not to drip oil on his clothes, otherwise it would attract a bear."

Xia Mi interjected, "And then a bear really came!"

Fingel, sitting in the audience, found it hard to believe that so many A-grade or higher hybrids would be afraid of bears.

“That’s right,” Caesar nodded, “a black bear was attracted by the aroma. We all jumped up, but Chu Zihang calmly picked up the torch and stood at the front.”

In fact, Caesar was afraid of bears from a young age, especially large white bears, and no one knew why.

"The bear stared at us for a few seconds, then turned and walked away."

"Later I asked Chu Zihang why he wasn't afraid, and he said it was just hungry, not that it was going to fight to the death."

Caesar surveyed the conference room. "This is Chu Zihang. He is powerful, yet he doesn't abuse his power. He is silent, yet he understands care better than anyone else. He may seem aloof, but he will appear when you need him most."

After Caesar finished his speech, the meeting hall was silent for a few seconds.

One by one, the Lionheart Club members stood up. The student council officers exchanged glances and also stood up.

The crimson student council uniforms and the black Lionheart Club uniforms were intertwined, and the two camps, which were originally clearly divided, were now patting each other on the shoulder and exchanging seats.

Lu Mingfei and Frilian also led the club members in applause.

"Bang!" The door to the conference room rang, and Horus stumbled in.

"Insolence!" King Solomon slammed his gavel on the table. "No one is allowed to enter during the hearing!"

Horus was panting heavily, his chest heaving. "The Hunter Market has just updated its highest-level bounty!"

He held up the display screen, trembling. "The Dragon King, codenamed 'Fenrir,' will awaken in BJ, huffing and puffing, recruiting hunters to hunt him down for bounty."

"One hundred million, one hundred million US dollars!"

A deathly silence engulfed the entire council chamber.

King Solomon stood there blankly, the mallet slipping from his fingers, and his aged body slumped heavily into the chair.

This is not a bounty, but a strategic nuclear bomb dropped on the world of hybrids.

The secrets of the dragon race, guarded with blood for thousands of years, are now spreading wildly on that chaotic dark web platform.

Those browsing the hunter market are not just hybrids.

Chu Zihang slowly raised his hand. "Since the hearing has reached a stalemate and cannot prove my innocence, please allow me to prove myself through my actions. Given the current situation, the academy will inevitably have to send a special envoy."

Golden Eyes swept across the audience. "I request to form a team with Lu Mingfei and Frilian. We have fought side by side before. This mission will prove that there is nothing wrong with my bloodline."

Chapter 116 Fingel, very principled