Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"It shouldn't be possible. The principal has temporarily transferred your command from the execution department to me." Chu Zihang smiled apologetically.

"We can discuss it further." Fingel sighed and took another pink macaron. Christina saw that Brother Fingel was eating so well and reached out to take it. However, she was frightened by the ferocious expression on Brother Baigou's face and retracted her hand.

"There's no need to discuss it. Senior brother, you used to be A-level. We all believe in the academy's rating system." Caesar's smile was bright, but he found that Fingel's face was ugly and turned purple.

"What are you doing?" Young Master Gattuso's eyes twitched.

"I want to suffocate myself to death. Anyway, I will die if I am blown to pieces. If I suffocate myself to death, I can leave a whole body. When I am sent back to our countryside in Germany, the villagers will be able to identify which cemetery I should be buried in." Fingel held it in very hard.

Chu Zihang sighed: "This should be difficult. You will fall into a coma before suffocating yourself to death. After the coma, the low-level center in charge of breathing will take over the body, and then normal breathing will resume."

Snapped!

"If you want to commit suicide, I recommend committing seppuku."

The short hunting knife called Dictado was slapped on the table by Caesar.

Fingel's eyes widened and he immediately regrouped. He took a deep breath to regain his composure and took another green macaron: "So why don't we talk about what kind of support the equipment department will give us?"

"There is indeed support. Do you know about individual combat exoskeleton armor?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Iron Man?" Christina was a little excited, and Fingel was also quite eager to try.

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment: "Absolutely..."

At this time, the sound of some kind of mechanical operation sounded from under their feet, the gears meshed and rotated, the chains tightened, and then there was a crunching sound.

The deck not far away opened to both sides along a joint, and a metal-cast box slowly rose from inside.

Everyone stood up in surprise, except Caesar and Chu Zihang, who looked at each other with some calmness on their faces.

This is the secret weapon of the Equipment Department. Even when they first found out about it, they were really shocked.

The metal container exploded with a bang, and four solid metal plates with a thickness of five centimeters fell heavily on the metal deck, making a sound like a boulder cracking. The thick steam obscured everyone's sight.

Something monster-like jumped up in the steam and landed in front of everyone, making a huge sound.

"Oh." Lancelot exclaimed in admiration.

"Oh oh oh oh oh..." Fingel was frightened and screamed.

"Mark No. 1!" Christina was very excited.

Caesar patted Christina's head and said with a smile: "It's not the Mark 1, it's the Siegelin suit, but our equipment department has added a lot of functions to it...such as amphibious operations under water and on the surface. Another example is the lifespan that far exceeds other types of Zygrin equipment."

What appeared in front of them was a humanoid individual armor with a height of nearly 220 centimeters.

The entire suit does not have much decoration and outer light armor, so there are many tracks, springs, rivets and condenser tubes exposed. The evaporation ports of the condenser tubes continue to emit white steam.

There is a strong Far Eastern metal style and steampunk style.

Lancelot knocked on the armor of the suit.

"It's very thick, and there are at least two layers of bulletproof soft armor inside, which can protect against some modern weapons. But it shouldn't be able to protect against mortars," he said.

"We don't need to defend against mortars. No mortar can pose a threat to us at a depth of 11000 meters." Caesar shrugged.

"It still has some modifications that have not been completed. What you see now is the No. 0 machine developed by the equipment department." Chu Zihang said.

"Wait, the equipment department is also a loyal fan of EVA? Are these madmen's works really decent?" Fingel was suddenly a little worried.

"According to the principal, the equipment department has absolute confidence in this work." Chu Zihang believed in Angers.

"But I have no confidence in the principal or the equipment department." Brother Baigou muttered. At this time, Qi Lan and Kristina were already surrounding the thing, admiring it and reaching out to touch the shell of the equipment from time to time.

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Angers put his hands in his pockets and hummed a melodious French ballad in a low voice, more like an aria.

The three people walked through the VIP aisle of the Tamamo-mae Club. Both sides of this long and narrow corridor were lined with famous paintings, Western, Chinese, and Japanese. The ceiling, walls, and floors were all scarlet, and the faint sunlight fell on them. It flows with gorgeous colors between blood and roses.

"Ahe is actually quite perceptive. He knew that you came to see me for something, so he found an excuse to leave early and asked us to go to the Japanese-style room deeper inside to discuss business." Angé smiled.

At the end of the VIP passage was a room that was already covered in dust.

"It looks like a church." Lu Mingfei's nose twitched. Even just breathing the air here felt like he had broken into an old house that had not been seen for decades. "This style It’s not like a place like Tamamoae Club.”

Chapter 247 The Thief of the Throne

There was a soft click, and the crystal lamp on the ceiling lit up, but the light was dim, making everything here look gray.

Angers yawned greatly. Although he ascended the throne of the King of Sky and Wind through some method that Lu Mingfei didn't understand at all, the principal was after all an old man whose life's candle had almost burned out. Even if He tried his best to look majestic and intimidating, but his face almost showed exhaustion. He held up the folding knife with dazzling patterns and stroked the spine of the folding knife as if caressing the back of a friend's hand.

"I had a friend in Japan before. He made some mistakes in his life and converted to religion after I left the country many years ago. That guy was actually quite pitiful. He made an irreparable mistake and killed the person he loved the most. Before that, he was a high-spirited guy, but later he was all alone. He didn't want to go home and his family couldn't find him. Later, it was as if there was no such person in the world. No one cared about him and he didn't care about anyone." Ange muttered as he found a suitable place for himself among the chairs piled in the corner.

Nuonuo's heart moved slightly and she quietly looked at Lu Mingfei. This guy seemed to be very interested in everything around him, especially he was amazed at the cross that was two or three people high.

But his eyebrows drooped, and his eyes were as tired as before.

Think about it, Lu Mingfei was like this in the past, right? During that mission in Tokyo, she was learning how to be a qualified bride at Golden Iris Academy, and that cowardly bad boy was forcibly put on armor by the academy and pushed to the battlefield.

Today Nono has already met and spent time with Eri Yi. She could use her imagination to describe the time Lu Mingfei and Eriki spent together in Tokyo.

In the bathroom of the love hotel with a rather ambiguous atmosphere, they embraced each other like gods in the pink light of the sky tree; in the painting of an artist near Sensoji Temple, Lu Mingfei named "Austria Emperor Franz Joseph I and The huge oil painting of "His Royal Highness Princess Sissi"; and the sunset on the beach in Umezu Temple Town that seemed to have been lingering in Lu Mingfei's heart. The overwhelming darkness submerged everything from heaven and earth to his soul.

The principal probably just saw the decoration here and the teaching materials left long ago and was reminded that he also had a religious friend. Nono felt a little sour in his heart.

She suddenly felt a little sad. It turned out to be that kind of emotion that pushed the child who had always been weak and timid in her memory to almost burn his life to move forward when he had a chance to change everything again.

It was a kind of regret deep in his bones. He would actually be afraid when fighting someone, right?

You know that a treasure you cherish and have lost has been found. She is there waiting for you to find her and save her from the sad and irresistible fate. Then of course you have to go find her and save her. Tell her how much you regret and how sad you are.

There are countless things in this world that can stop a sword, including mountains, rivers, steel and solid rocks, but nothing can stop a desperado.

"Principal, do you think there is really a god in the world?" Lu Mingfei leaned down and looked at a pile of dusty wooden tools in the corner. They looked like parts of a pipe organ.

The four walls here are painted with chalk, but they have begun to peel off. It may be very humid in some seasons, so it does not look beautiful, which is in line with the norm of every old building.

The floor is covered with mottled and dirty tiles, like those carved window panes stuck to the ground and pressed into the cement that has not yet dried.

Lu Mingfei leaned over to look curiously at the corner where organ parts and an enamel-decorated pulpit were stacked. Not far away there is a cross two or three people high, with an old ocher red robe hung on the cross. No matter who this robe once belonged to, today it is an ownerless thing. When the gentle wind blows in from the door, the robe flutters, like a priest who slept here many years ago and opened his eyes quietly with a Bible in his arms. Wave to greet the guests who come here.

Angers used handkerchiefs and paper towels to wipe the stains on the face of the dusty Madonna statue beside him. Although the paint has changed over time, the Madonna still glows with a luxurious red-gold color, and the paint is mixed with real gold powder.

"I hope there is a God." The principal shrugged, "Because then we can ask that dog-food God after we die what exactly we have left for the world in this life."

"Hallelujah." Angers smiled and made a cross on his chest.

"In the era of the Crusades, principal, a heretic like you would have been burned to death." Lu Mingfei curled his lips.

"No." Ange motioned for Lu Mingfei to sit next to him.

"They can't catch me."

Lu Mingfei and Nono sat down next to Ange. Ange looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile: "It's a pity that this is not my office. There is no way to entertain my best students with good black tea."

"In fact, it doesn't matter even if you, the principal, treat me with boiled water, because I have never tasted tea." Lu Mingfei scratched his hair.

The Principal's Afternoon Tea is a traditional program of Cassel College, and it is said that only the best students are always invited to participate. This is a great honor for those students in the college who can be called geniuses by anyone outside. Most people will not have the opportunity to be invited, and even if they are, they will only be lucky enough to receive them during their undergraduate career. to an invitation.

But for Lu Mingfei, afternoon tea or morning tea in the principal's office is not a big deal. As long as he wants, he can knock on the door of Angers' office at any time, and there will always be a road on that oak table. A cup of tea from Mingfei.

Angers actually pulled out three tulip wine glasses and a bottle of unpackaged sake from behind the chair. When he poured it into the glasses, the liquid stirred up the sides of the glasses and made a pleasant sound, "So I prepared it for you and Nono. I ordered sake, which Ahe brewed by himself. It tastes delicious and we can talk while drinking." Ange smiled gently and handed the cups full of sake to Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and looked at Nuonuo, then took the wine glass at the same time.

"I think you must have very important things or information to report to me, or you are preparing to carry out some actions that are not on the college's task list and have to report to me in advance." Angers took a sip of sake and supported him. He adjusted his tortoise-shell glasses and stared at Lu Mingfei with his deep eyes under the lenses.

"This room is absolutely safe. Although it can be entered through the VIP channel of the Tamamo-mae Club, it is not actually an asset of the Snake Qihachi family. It is the storage room of the religious friend I told you about. . His identity is also very special in the Sheqiba family. Ahe respects him very much, and other family heads are afraid of him. Moreover, that guy is very cautious and will not allow anyone to leave listening devices or monitoring equipment in his storage room. "

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and gently placed the wine glass in his hand on the small table between the three people in front of him.

"We were attacked by a group of snake-like deadpools on the streets of Tokyo. This attack has been confirmed to be planned by the fierce ghosts in order to eliminate those who can pose a threat to their gods. It's just that the fierce ghosts The public underestimated the power of our team. Not only did they survive the attack, but they also killed all the snake-like Deadpools, causing the fact that the Ghosts were raising Deadpools to be exposed to the eyes of the school board."

"The academy has already made a proposal on this matter. Our power will gradually penetrate into Japan, and the Snake Qiba family has also made concessions." Angers squinted and smiled, but the smile was extremely cold.

"Now you see, Mingfei, politics is such a dirty thing. We can even compromise with the Snake Eight Families for the benefit of Japan. If it was the era of the Secret Party, that organization called the Demon Clan dared to use innocent hybrids to create Deadpool, something that was neither recognized by dragons nor by humans. The hunting teams led by the elders would rush into this country like a pack of wolves and wipe out any people and forces related to that matter from this world." There was a trace of nostalgia in Angé's eyes. Although he personally opened the era of the academy, sometimes the iron-blooded methods of the Secret Party were still hard for him to forget.

"I am not interested in your politics, Principal. Just like the time I encountered Norton in Chicago, I don't care how the board of directors got hold of the traces of the Bronze and Fire Kings, and I don't care if the board of directors wants to take the Seven Deadly Sins from me. I only care about one thing," Lu Mingfei put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and squinted his eyes at Angers.

“Purpose, whether we can all achieve what we hope for.”

Angers lit a cigar for himself. In the brief silence, the light smoke of the cigar slowly rose and enveloped his eyes.

"What do you want to do?" Angers asked.

"I hope the academy can fully involve its forces in the battlefield of Tokyo." Lu Mingfei said softly.

Ange's gray eyebrows frowned, and he noticed that Lu Mingfei regarded Tokyo as a battlefield, which meant that the best student in history subconsciously believed that the college had no allies in Japan.

If the Snake Qihachi family also becomes their enemy, it will be difficult for the academy to compete with these Japanese with the current strength of the academy in Tokyo.

The school board and even the entire Kassel College did not know what secrets the Snake Qihachi family was hiding by refusing to have too close contact with the outside world over the years, but Angers knew it clearly.

In the veins of every pure Japanese hybrid, flows the blood of the White King who was once able to fight under the same sky as the Black Supreme.

The Snake Qihachi Family has power that far exceeds that of most hybrid organizations in the world. It can even be said that the entire Japanese government stands behind them.

In fact, even Anger would not want to go to war with the Sheqiba family if it was not necessary.

"This is unrealistic. Even if I can sign the appointment letter from the Executive Department, the school board will not agree to drag the entire Kassel College and their families into the quagmire of war." Angers shook his head. He tapped the table with the index finger of the hand holding the cigar.

Nuonuo suddenly cleared her throat: "Principal, you know that my ability is profiling, right?"

"Of course, I still remember Professor Mance's joy when he first discovered your ability. He said that you are simply a genius and a treasure given to the academy by God." Angers said with a brisk smile.

"I can capture some clues that are completely different from the facts known to the school board. These clues are woven upstream in the long river of time and hung on the turbulent waves. You are all fish in this river, your eyes are always staring ahead. So I can’t see it, but I’m a flying bird, and I can overlook the net. Although it’s not that clear, I can confirm that the Snake Qiba family is inseparable from the Deadpool attack.”

Hearing what Nuonuo said, the principal's expression gradually became serious.

"What are you going to do?" Angers didn't intend to ask about the cause and effect, nor did he intend to know what clues Nono had discovered. He just looked at Lu Mingfei, wanting to know what Lu Mingfei was going to do next.

Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo were stunned for a moment.

"I may not be a qualified leader, nor an invincible hero, but in my long life of 130 years, I am absolutely confident that I am an excellent educator." Angers shrugged, "An excellent educator. The best educator must learn to trust his students."

"Besides, Chen Motong, your profiling ability is sometimes even more accurate than Yan Ling. Mingfei, you rarely do things that you are not sure about." Ange said.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief. Although the principal was sometimes unreliable, he was still reliable in this kind of matter.

"We have established our own intelligence system in Tokyo, which is completely different from the academy's information collection channels."

Lu Mingfei thought carefully about his words. The so-called intelligence system was nothing but Yuan Zhinu. In fact, Lu Mingfei knew that there was a deadpool breeding pond under Genji Heavy Industries without Yuan Zhinu's reminder, but Yuan Zhinu gave him a good excuse.

"Someone told us that there is also a laboratory dedicated to raising snake-like deadpools underground under Genji Heavy Industries, the current administrative headquarters of the Snake Qihachi family. A large number of wild hybrids were transported to that experiment through the Iron Dome Temple. The room was forced to undergo transformation."