Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

He and Chu Zihang became friends. They would practice slashing each other with bamboo swords at the back of Chu Zihang's villa, just like Miyamoto Musashi and Yagyu Jubei who confronted each other across the ages. They would also occasionally lie down on the rooftop of his uncle's house and look at the stars in the night sky together, neither of them speaking. When the time came, Chu Zihang would get up and ask the family driver to pick him up. At this time, they were like Socrates and Plato, calm and gazing into the invisible distance. Lu Mingfei always wondered what his senior brother would be thinking at such times, but in fact Chu Zihang was just in a daze.

And what about Xia Mi?

Maybe it's just because of some emotion called pity.

The first time I came to Xia Mi’s house was with Chu Zihang. The weather was very hot that summer. We stayed in this old house, which was shaded by a big sycamore tree.

Chu Zihang was organizing reference books on the table while Xia Mi was practicing on the yoga mat behind Chu Zihang. She was wearing a black tights and doing handstands, splits and somersaults. Lu Mingfei bought an iced Coke and came up, praising the figure of the junior sister, but Chu Zihang didn't even turn his head and just said that the room was very cool.

Chu Zihang went back that afternoon, because he was a good kid who would not play outside until late, which would make his father and mother worry. But Lu Mingfei did not leave until very late. He cooked with Xia Mi, talked with her, and watched the sunset together until the long night finally fell into the room. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Mi, who was also leaning against the window, reflecting the last bit of the sun's afterglow in her eyes, as dim as rusted gold.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized at that moment that when dragons were first born into this world, they were also children who knew nothing and would hug themselves tightly in the deep darkness because they also felt afraid.

He suddenly felt pity for the beautiful and charming Xiaolongnu who he had found in the last time and space. He didn't know where that pity came from, perhaps it was because he was actually the loneliest person in the world.

There are two kinds of unfortunate people: those who are eager to inflict the same misfortune on others, and those who always try to pull others out of the same misfortune. Lu Mingfei is the latter.

He thought that Xia Mi would be scared at night in such a big room without even a TV.

So on those nights when the stars were shining brightly or when there were thunder and lightning, Lu Mingfei would sneak out and ride his very old 28-inch bicycle and walk for two hours to Xia Mi's building to watch the stars with her or to let her have someone by her side when there was thunder.

Of course, the topic between them was mostly about Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei thought it was great, he would be able to receive a huge red envelope when his senior and junior brothers and sisters got married, in some places this was called a matchmaker's red envelope. Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei was so happy that he danced with joy, and he even wanted to stick a mole on the corner of his mouth, so that he would look more like a matchmaker.

"I brought you a gift." Lu Mingfei picked up the backpack from the bedside and pulled out an envelope from the corner where the seven deadly sins were posted.

Xia Mi blinked her big eyes, with little stars in them: "It's very thick, is it a love letter? Senior Brother Lu, can you finally hold back and take action on the cute little junior sister? I'm so excited, so thrilled, so exciting!"

"It's a photo of senior brother!" Lu Mingfei's face was full of black lines. He now felt how Chu Zihang and Caesar felt when they faced him in the past. Xia Mi was clearly a female version of Lu Mingfei!

Xia Mi took the envelope and opened it, looking at each page carefully.

“They are all photos with me. There’s nothing I can do. My senior brother doesn’t like taking photos… If you don’t like it, you can cut me out!” Lu Mingfei’s old face turned red.

Those photos mostly showed two boys.

Lu Mingfei kept his eyes drooping, as if he was still sleepy, but he still made a "yeah" gesture. Chu Zihang had a cold face and was too lazy to even pose, as if someone owed him a lot of money.

But Xia Mi solemnly put away the photos, put them back into the envelope, and then hid the envelope in the chest of drawers in another corner.

"Two handsome guys! I don't know which one to choose!" Xia Mi turned around, clasped her hands against her chest, and acted like a crazy little girl.

Lu Mingfei held his forehead with his hand, it turned out to be the female version of himself.

"Eat quickly. I'll wash the dishes afterward. I'll just stay in the Internet cafe near your community tonight." Lu Mingfei used to come here often, so he was familiar with the area.

Xia Mi looked so pretty when she smiled, with her eyebrows and eyes curved. She said, "Senior Brother Lu, you are so nice."

"I feel so unlucky to have had this problem with you two." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and got up to clean up the dishes.

But Xia Mi's expression suddenly became serious.

She said, "Brother, will you always be so kind to me? Will you be corrupted by the honey of capitalism when you go to America and forget the pure revolutionary friendship between us?"

Lu Mingfei thought that it would be great if there was capital to corrupt him, because he just needed a rich woman who could support him.

But he still couldn't spit out these bad words, he said: "Don't worry, you are my junior sister, if I don't treat you well, who will treat you well?"

He regretted saying this.

The person who should say this is obviously Chu Zihang.

But Xia Mi leaned forward on the bed, her eyes narrowed, and she said, "What if one day I commit a serious crime? What if the FBI, CIA, MI6, Mossad and others all come to kill me? Will you still recognize me?"

It was meant as a joke, but her voice was calm, so calm that it seemed as if she were uttering a solemn oath that would last until her blood ran dry and the world ended.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. He reached out and touched Xia Mi's forehead with the back of his hand, and then touched his own forehead with the same hand.

"Burn and confused?" Lu Mingfei was a little confused.

But Xia Mi showed his fangs and made a threatening expression.

"Of course I will still recognize you, and I will still stand by your side. Don't mention the spy organization. Even if you are against the whole world, I will stand by you. This is my deep love for you!" Lu Mingfei said, but he thought about it and said, "And my senior brother, he will also stand with you! He is a very loyal person. The friendship between men is as strong as diamond, junior sister!"

"Who wants to fight with you guys who are as strong as diamond?" Xia Mi used Rilakkuma to hit Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei quickly dodged.

But he couldn't avoid the girl's sudden hug.

The girl said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Lu Mingfei was stunned. He thought, "Sister-in-law, don't do that. Men and women shouldn't have physical contact. I really don't want to stab her."

But Xia Mi's next words made him breathe a sigh of relief: "Help me convey this hug to Chu Zihang, hug him tight, and even better, kiss him forcefully so that he can change into my shape."

As she said this, the girl's face showed eagerness.

Chapter 7 Chicago Train Station

"Xia Mi, when I get there I'll secretly take some handsome photos of my senior brother for you, and then send them to you along with other gifts." Lu Mingfei stood in the hustle and bustle of the Chicago train station and sent QQ messages to Xia Mi using his N96.

Xia Mi’s profile picture was a relaxed bear, and she replied immediately: “Thank you, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brothers are the best!”

Lu Mingfei chuckled, holding two huge suitcases tied together with thick nylon ropes in his right hand. In addition to clothes and books, the suitcases also contained a quilt with twelve holes, two pillows, and dried radish strips pickled by his uncle and aunt. The world-famous Lao Gan Ma was also stuffed into the gap of the suitcases and traveled across the ocean to become a foreign thing in the eyes of Americans. The seven deadly sins were still in the mountaineering bag on his back, and a pressure cooker was buckled on the box, pushing up a large part of the bag.

If the King of Bronze and Fire knew that the Seven Deadly Sins of Bronze Purgatory that they cast were so casually stacked together with the pressure cooker that humans used to press pig's trotters and placed in the same container, he would definitely not be able to resist using the pressure cooker to smash Lu Mingfei to death before raising the battle flag and crossing the wasteland.

Speaking of which, the Seven Deadly Sins almost couldn't be brought on United Airlines. It was only until Norma helped Lu Mingfei apply for a VIP channel and upgraded the cabin to first class that they were able to bring it to Chicago.

"Norma said that a new student will travel with me, but I don't know who it will be." Lu Mingfei stood outside the main entrance of Chicago Train Station waiting, thinking that if the sign held by the other party was written in Arabic or Latin, he would have no choice but to sigh in despair.

Norma sent a text message saying that the CC1000 express train was already waiting on the platform, just waiting for the distinguished S-class Lu Mingfei to step onto the battleship for the expedition to Kassel. It immediately roared through the mine and into the valley like a silver atrium snake.

But Lu Mingfei suddenly saw the Coke machine at the entrance of Subway, and his mind flashed back to Xia Mi's long legs raised in the sun, every line was youthful and smooth, every inch of skin was as soft as jade. He chuckled, thinking that his senior brother really had a good eye, and his junior sister was a fairy-level soft girl. When she cosplayed as Haruhi Suzumiya, she was simply the god of otakus.

At this moment, someone stopped in front of him. It was a blonde girl. She was not tall but breathtakingly beautiful, with skin that was coldly white.

Compared to Lu Mingfei's large and small bags, Ling looked relaxed. She glanced at the suitcase in Lu Mingfei's hand, which was larger than two of hers stacked together, and a trace of fear and confusion appeared on her icy face: "You...didn't you use the luggage check-in service provided by the school?"

“What? There is such a service?” Lu Mingfei leaned back tactically. He was so frightened that his teeth hurt a little. He thought that Lu Mingfei had been an S-rank student and had also been the president of the student union, but when had he ever enjoyed such treatment in school?

"Freshmen whose bloodline is assessed as A or above, and undergraduate students who are A or above and have failed no more than three courses in the academic year, can enjoy the luggage check-in service." Norma's text message came in.

Lu Mingfei made an expression of sudden enlightenment. So that's why, it turns out it's because I failed too many courses every semester, then I understand... bullshit! Why don't I, a freshman, and an S-level freshman, receive such aristocratic treatment?

"The academy hasn't had a new S-class student in forty years. When the last S-class student was studying at school, transportation was not as developed as it is now. We usually don't provide any additional services. And you, Lu Mingfei, as the first S-class student in forty years, were not actually entered into the additional service system. This is a dereliction of duty on the part of the school." Norma was like a worm in Lu Mingfei's stomach.

"I've read about you in the files, Lu Mingfei. I'm Ling, your companion." Ling said. She hesitated for a moment and stretched out a hand, which drooped slightly, like a princess granting a knight the opportunity to kiss her hand. But Lu Mingfei knew that she just wanted to shake hands, so he also stretched out his right hand: "Student Ling is Russian, right?"

"Yeah." Ling quickly withdrew his hand and stood next to Lu Mingfei, standing straight, but a little short.

Zero is an iceberg beauty.

Lu Mingfei suppressed his inexplicably restless heart to complain and continued to wait where he was, because Norma sent him a text message saying that a professor and a freshman had not arrived yet, and asked them to wait a little longer.

At this time, the cell phone rang, and it was Xia Mi calling him.

"Moximoxi?" Lu Mingfei's voice was lighter when he answered the phone. He was thinking that the love of the junior sister for the senior brother was indeed deep and shy. She had clearly given her Chu Zihang's QQ number and mobile phone number a long time ago, but now she still wanted to obtain information about Chu Zihang through him, senior brother Lu.

"Brother, look to the left, look to the left, there is a surprise!" Xia Mi's voice came from the phone, but it seemed to be right next to him. Soon the two voices overlapped. Lu Mingfei looked up in surprise and saw Xia Mi, the little sister in a tank top, hot pants and sneakers, walking towards him with the arm of a coquettish and handsome old man.

"What's going on? Junior sister, you shouldn't be here, right?" Lu Mingfei was shocked. Seeing Xia Mi at the Chicago train station at this time was just as unbelievable as Liu Bei meeting Zhuge Liang when the three heroes fought against Lu Bu. And why are you, the little dragon girl, together with the leader of the Dragon Slayer Society? Hey! There's something wrong with the way the plot is unfolding, Junior sister!

"Student Xia Mi has passed the 3E exam. According to school rules, she can of course apply to enter Kassel one year in advance!" The old gentleman wearing a custom-made Burberry striped suit and carrying a Globe-Trotter bag took off his hat to Lu Mingfei and Ling, with a crimson rose on his chest.

"I'm the school principal, Angé. I'm very happy to see you here, Mingfei, Ling." Angé naturally pulled his arm out of Xia Mi's arms, and then took the huge suitcase tied with nylon rope from Lu Mingfei's hand. He was indeed a very elegant British gentleman.

"Brother is really good at flirting! He's already hooked up with this little Russian goblin after just a few days of not seeing him!" Xia Mi jumped up to Lu Mingfei's ear and whispered. Lu Mingfei was speechless and thought to himself, "Junior sister, you know it's easy to be misunderstood if you get so close to me. Look at you, look at you, we're both going to touch our chests, junior sister!"

He had no idea that Chu Zihang was holding Murasame, with his golden eyes ignited, staring at him intently. He swallowed with his Adam's apple rolling, and jumped back to distance himself from Xia Mi.

"Junior sister! We are innocent!" Lu Mingfei said without thinking.

"It's great to be young..." The principal lifted the suitcase weighing dozens of kilograms as if he had no burden at all. Instead, his face had a beautiful expression as if he was reminiscing about his youth.

"When I was your age, I was studying in Cambridge. My friends and I pretended to love literature. I often brought a copy of Don Quixote with me, and we gathered in St. Mary's Cathedral, hoping that someone would attract the attention of the girls in the seminary who liked to wear nun's clothes. Sometimes the wind blowing from the River Cam would lift the girls' skirts, revealing their slender white calves." The principal whistled as he spoke. The old man's eyes seemed to flicker with the yearning he had for girls when he was young, but this yearning was soon engulfed by a flame of hatred.

Although he was still smiling, his gentle face clearly concealed anger as sharp as a sword.

That rage has been burning for a hundred years, and will not be extinguished until a certain race is overthrown.

Chapter 8 Principal

"Junior sister, why did you come to Kassel so early?" Lu Mingfei asked Xia Mi who was sitting next to him in a low voice.

Xia Mi's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint scent of gardenia on her body.

Originally, Ling and Lu Mingfei were sitting together, but Xia Mi insisted on squeezing in between the two of them, so Lu Mingfei simply pulled her to sit opposite Ling. The principal then sat down next to Ling.

"Because I want to see Chu Zihang earlier, I'm so hungry and thirsty, I'm burning with rage." Xia Mi's voice was inexplicably gnashing, and Lu Mingfei looked innocent.

"Xia Mi's 3E exam results are excellent. She is considered a leader even among A-level students. She also taught herself the final year of courses, took the entrance exam ahead of schedule, and passed it. She is an excellent graduate." The principal said. He crossed the oak table in the middle and handed the still steaming cups to Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi. "Wuyi Mountain's Da Hong Pao, a good thing I got from the locals when I was traveling in China."

"What is the 3E exam?" Lu Mingfei brought over the Dahongpao tea. The fragrance of the tea was unexpectedly refreshing.

The first-class carriage on the CC1000 Express is only open to students above grade B. The carriage is luxurious and elegant, with walls decorated with Victorian-style transparent sculptures. These glass sculptures were designed by René Lalique, a French glass craft designer in the s. His designs were very popular among the nobles at the time, especially the exquisite crystal chandeliers. The huge portholes are wrapped in solid wood, and the dark green leather sofas in the carriage are embroidered with gold thread. Every detail is exquisite.

The CC1000 Express is not only a means of transportation connecting the college with the outside world, but also a very important social occasion. Sometimes this super express train, which can reach a speed of 380 kilometers per hour, will slow down at the request of some big shots. The elites of the mixed-race society will then drink and get to know each other in the dining car at the back, which serves wine produced in the Alsace region of France.

Lu Mingfei had attended such a banquet before. When he entered the dining car from the first-class carriage reserved for the president of the Student Union, it was as if he had pressed a button to turn back time and returned to the melodious 1920s and 1930s. The lights were flickering, and the piano in the corner was playing elegant music. The laughter of men, the cries of women, the clinking of glasses and the colors of light and shadow were all intertwined here, making people feel as if they were in another world.

At this time, Xia Mi and Ling had already changed into the school uniforms of Kassel Academy, white shirts, dark green suits with silver edges, dark rose red scarves, and the world tree school emblem of Kassel Academy embroidered on the chest pocket. The two girls were very well dressed and looked very good. Lu Mingfei caught a glimpse of a small section of Ling's white thighs exposed above her stockings under her skirt, tight and slender, as beautiful as the first ray of sunshine on a spring morning.

Lu Mingfei felt that he really saw a beautiful dream, which was indeed an absolute territory that was sacred and inviolable.

But he suddenly started to grin.

"Mingfei has a strong desire to perform, which is good. It's very energetic." Angé had a smile on his face, but that was actually because Xia Mi stretched out her right hand and twisted it hard around Lu Mingfei's waist.

"3E exam, Extracyion Evaluation Exam, which is the bloodline assessment exam. Chen Motong mentioned in the mission report that you have awakened your bloodline in advance, so you should be able to guess something." The smile on Angers' face did not fade, but suddenly a sharp weapon slipped out from his sleeve. It was a 20cm long folding knife with an elegant shape. The brass corners were rubbed to a shiny shine. The unique pattern of Damascus steel was all over the blade, which was wildly beautiful. The old man wiped the folding knife repeatedly with a handkerchief, but his eyes were always on Lu Mingfei.

"So, our school is actually an institution similar to Hogwarts, specially designed to train monsters like me?" Lu Mingfei considered the words he should say so as not to expose the fact that he actually came back from the future.

"Then let's start the freshman orientation now." The principal placed a sharp folding knife on the table, with the handle pointed at himself and the tip at Lu Mingfei. It was like a silent threat, or like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head. He suddenly reached out and pulled out a bottle of vodka from the glass wine cabinet behind him, and pushed the fierce liquid towards Lu Mingfei on the oak table, "Perhaps you need this more than Da Hong Pao."

"No thanks. I'm a pretty calm person." Lu Mingfei rejected Angers' kindness.

"In fact, according to the rules, this kind of tutoring should be conducted by your professor, and a confidentiality agreement should be signed before it begins." Angers paused, as if he was a little embarrassed to talk about this matter, but he finally said, "Guderian was poisoned by alcohol in Moscow and is temporarily unable to do this job. I also happened to not bring the agreement documents with me, so I'll leave them at school and sign them. Professor Guderian will come to you when the time comes."

"First of all, as a regular university registered with the U.S. Department of Education, Kassel College has always been committed to providing high-quality education to students with special talents, and will recommend jobs in related majors in their junior year. Of course, we have a classical closed education, and all students must live on campus. When you graduate, we will issue you a formal degree certificate." Angers said to Lu Mingfei with a smile.

Lu Mingfei: "Is this degree certificate authentic?"