Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"Please follow me." Natasha untied the electrodes on Lu Mingfei's body, and gently twisted her slender waist to lead him out of the huge conference room at the end of the corridor of the building complex.

In the reception room which was paved entirely with soundproofing materials, Ling was drinking tea. She was the next person to be interviewed.

The only people who told Lu Lincheng that he was determined to stay in the safe haven were Lu Mingfei and Ling.

The wanted warrants on Chu Zihang and Susie may be lifted at any time. Kristina is not even under the surveillance of the academy. As for Bunin, the real Alexander Bunin is dead, and Kristina was sent to the Gattuso family for recuperation as promised by Caesar. He has no worries and only has tens of billions of dollars of assets in Moscow waiting to be inherited. Naturally, there is no need for him to stay in a doomsday shelter that no one knows how many years it will operate and whether it will work in the end.

Secretary Lu's assistant sent Lu Mingfei to the next room and left immediately. There was complete silence all around, and Her Royal Highness the Princess was holding her chin, thinking about something.

Lu Mingfei sat down next to Ling quietly. The girl blinked, her long, curved eyelashes trembling, and leaned on Lu Mingfei's shoulder naturally. The two of them looked at the icy and snowy world outside the thick resin glass.

Without checking, Lu Mingfei could be sure that this place must be full of surveillance equipment, and their every word and action was being watched by the entire team.

But they didn't need to communicate anything, as this so-called interview was just a show.

Those remarks about Lu Mingze, those secrets hidden in the deepest part of Lu Mingfei's heart, all of them were just baits to lure the big fish.

——"That child wouldn't want us to go this far, Winnie, calm down, okay?" The old man's voice was full of earnestness and gentleness.

The person who spoke was the committee member closest to Joveni. He looked like Beowulf, serious, meticulous, majestic, old, but exuding the aura of a superior from the inside out.

Ludwig, a paleontologist from Harvard University, is the real academic leader in this shelter.

At the moment when Lu Mingfei followed Natasha out of the meeting room, a murderous and chilling aura quickly covered everyone like a cold wave from the north.

Qiao Weini jumped onto the conference table angrily like an angry lioness.

She actually carried two heavy pistols, 1990 Colt Pythons.

Her long eyebrows were raised like the edge of a sword, and her whole body exuded a girlish femininity. The hem of her gauze skirt was blown up by the wind in the warm air system. At this moment, she was proud and beautiful, making these old guys who escaped from the hands of death feel ashamed.

The committee members were stunned by the woman's crazy behavior. They clearly saw Qiao Weini scatter a handful of bullets on the conference table. Those bullets were equipped with Philosopher's Stone warheads, and there were even faint traces of dragon's breath bullets that could spit out dozens of meters long and thousands of degrees Celsius high temperature.

If Qiao Weini used the dragon breath bomb in such a small space, she herself would be attacked back, and no one present would be able to escape.

"Stop talking fucking nonsense. Don't I know that my son doesn't know the true identity of you old guys? You are actually sure that he is the twin of the Supreme, right?" Qiao Weini said gritting her teeth, with golden light and fire gradually reflected in her pupils.

"We all know very well how the Secret Party will treat pure-blooded dragons. The Doomsday Faction is an organization that split from the Founding Party...but Lu Mingfei is a piece of flesh that fell from my belly. I watched him grow from such a small ball into a boy with my own eyes, and then I learned from the few words of you old dogs who were born by mothers but not raised by them that he became the dragon-slaying hero of the Secret Party. How could he be a dragon?" Her words were rude and cold, and whoever her eyes swept over gave her the chill of being stared at by a venomous snake.

"We haven't reached a conclusion yet, right? Haven has always been democratic and fair..."

"Stop preaching to me. I want you to declare Lu Mingfei unqualified in the next interview! Let him go immediately!" Qiao Weini shouted in a hoarse voice.

The meeting room fell silent, and the committee members exchanged glances.

A heavy sigh broke the silence at the moment. Lu Lincheng finally stood up. He placed his hands on the curved long table and looked up at the woman at the table tiredly: "Weini, stop messing around. You know the rightness of what we are doing."

His tone was calm yet somewhat accusatory.

Qiao Weini bit her lip and glared at Lu Lincheng. After a moment, she let out a deep breath and smiled.

"Get lost, Lu Lincheng. How can you bring a group of people to bully your own son? If you have the guts, take out your gun and face these old guys with me," she said.

"I promise you that I won't do anything bad to Mingfei, okay? He is my son, and my blood flows in his body." Lu Lincheng climbed onto the table and walked towards Qiao Weini step by step. "But when we decided to embrace this career, we have already shouldered a huge responsibility. You and I are the same. We are responsible for humanity and this shelter."

"You are Secretary General Lu, so of course you have the responsibility of being a safe haven." Qiao Weini sneered, "You can fuck with ten thousand women, and breeding with that Natasha in the office is like a guinea fowl in a farm, but Lu Mingfei is my son, if you want to kill him I will kill you."

Lu Lincheng was stunned for a moment, his expression was somewhat sad and angry, but Natasha's face remained normal.

"You can sit next to me. If we make any decision that you think is unfavorable to Ming Fei, you can use the dragon breath bomb to turn this room into ruins." He stared into the woman's eyes in front of Qiao Weini. The two of them looked at each other so coldly, and neither of them was willing to admit defeat.

"Anyway, to you, I'm just a civilian. If you're a real fighter, no one in this shelter can stop you." Lu Lincheng said.

What was strange was that no one else on the committee raised any objection to Lu Lincheng's suggestion.

——"Okay, the review will continue." Natasha walked into the isolation room and smiled at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei didn't smell any danger from this woman. He patted Ling's shoulder and signaled to see him later.

Ling stood up and hugged Lu Mingfei, leaning over and whispering in his ear: "Be careful."

"I know."

No one noticed the moment he turned around, but in the window where one could see the blizzard outside, a blurry figure flashed by. He had similar facial features and slanted eyes to Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 611 The Final Sanctuary

When we returned to the meeting room, the committee members had returned to normal. Every old man had a gentle smile on his face, and the curved table top was as bright as a mirror.

But Lu Mingfei realized that the positions of Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini had changed. They were sitting at two corners of the curved long table just now, but now they were sitting next to each other.

The middle-aged man folded his hands on the table, his lips slightly pursed, like a statue.

"Are you ready, kid?" Dr. Duden smiled. "If you are, let's continue."

"Yeah." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"When you enter the dragon state that allows you to fight against Dragon King-level targets, do you need to perform some other rituals besides the verbal deal with the devil?" Dr. Duden said, "We think that there is indeed a certain risk in letting you enter the safe haven, but the danger does not come from you but from something following you. Perhaps we can find a solution through these rituals."

Lu Mingfei looked at the old man calmly.

If he had not been mentally prepared, he would probably have started trembling at this moment. Just this one sentence was enough to define Lu Mingze's image as a ghost or evil spirit following him.

He was silent for a moment: "No, except for some...English phrases."

"Like what?"

"Black sheep wall, with his permission, I can enter this cheat code into a computer or any electronic device connected to the Internet, and then I can get a detailed map of a certain environment, which can help me find a safe escape route in an unfamiliar environment. I used this cheat code to escape from the underwater bronze city in Kuimen with my senior sister." Lu Mingfei said.

When the committee members heard the word "Bronze City", they were moved.

It is a huge fortune for any organization in the hybrid world. The alchemical technology and ancient texts discovered by the secret party from the Bronze City have improved the academy's reserves in dragon genealogy, ancient dragon civilization history research, and alchemy by at least half a century.

But to the academy, the Doomsday Faction is also an unforgivable traitor who violated the Abrahamic bloodline covenant. All the technology is stored in the Well of Oblivion at the deepest part of the ice cellar. The committee can only salivate over it but can never get it in their hands.

"In addition, there is also the gathering that can allow me to get infinitely close to the show me the money, which can greatly enhance my self-healing ability and senses." Lu Mingfei counted the help Lu Mingze had provided him over the years, and was surprised to find that it was the little devil who silently supported him in so many critical situations.

"The most important and powerful thing, something for nothing. When I recite this cheat code, I can fully activate its power and push me to the end of the road to becoming a god, depending on the degree of fusion."

"You mean these cheat codes are in English instead of Dragon Script?" Dr. Duden pushed up his glasses.

"Yes."

Immediately, a committee member lowered his head and used a pen to write down the message on the hard document he carried with him.

Lu Mingfei looked around and realized that none of the committee members present in this meeting room chose to use laptops or tablets to record the meeting details.

"In addition, we noticed that you used the phrase 'depending on the degree of fusion, it will push you to the end of the road to godhood.'"

"When fighting against different enemies, the degree of fusion between me and the devil is different. Some are 30%, some are 60%." Lu Mingfei explained.

Dr. Duden put down his pen: "Has it ever reached 100%?"

"Yes, when we were fighting against the White King." Lu Mingfei said.

After the assessment meeting was interrupted once, any answer from Lu Mingfei seemed to no longer cause any ripples in the hearts of the committee members. The meeting room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, with only the sound of questions and answers between a certain committee member and Lu Mingfei.

Dr. Duden was not the only committee member asking questions. In fact, almost everyone here was asking Lu Mingfei their own questions. They expressed their opinions without disrupting the order of the meeting room or interrupting another person's questions. The atmosphere could even be described as somewhat relaxed.

Maids carrying silver trays placed glass after glass of liquor in front of the old people. Lu Mingfei drank the vodka with ice, but his eyes were as clear as a calm lake.

Sometimes the questions they raise are very worthy of academic discussion. For example, a mathematician from London asked, "When you are transformed into a dragon, do you feel like you are yourself or the devil?"

Some questions are ridiculous, such as "When the devil appears in your dream, does he exhibit human metabolic characteristics, such as being able to poop? Or has he ever expressed emotions similar to love towards you?"

Lu Mingfei remembered that the little devil once said that he would break into his dream and transform into a white-haired little girl with animal ears to spend a night with him to ease his longing for his senior sister.

However, it would be a bit embarrassing to say it out loud and it would easily lead people to misunderstand his sexual orientation. Regardless of whether the current safe haven is a conspiracy or a real refuge, it is really too difficult.

The evaluation meeting ended about two hours later. In the end, no committee member raised their hands to ask Lu Mingfei any questions. Everyone lowered their heads and wrote something on their official documents.

When the last committee member stopped writing, each piece of hard official paper slid along the table to the center of the long table, and the committee members' handwriting was all piled together and appeared in Dr. Duden's hands.

He frowned as he read through everyone's opinions, put all the documents in order, and paused on the desk.

Dr. Duden knocked on the table with a small wooden hammer to draw everyone's attention. The old man with some Germanic blood cleared his throat and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"I'm afraid I have to tell you, kid. In our assessment, your risk factor is close to that of a dragon king." He said, "But as I said, the danger is not you but something following you. We have basically confirmed that the devil you mentioned, the guy with the same name as your cousin, should be a parasitic dragon king... Even the holy words and spiritual ghosts in the field of mysticism that can completely hide themselves, and the dark light, they can't appear in front of you alone and avoid all the monitoring methods in the world. As for the incredible ability to completely stop time, even the dragon king may not be able to do it. We have reason to suspect that all this is a hypnotic effect happening to you, and the parasite is eroding your cognition."

Lu Mingfei shuddered all over.

Dragons are advanced predators that exist independently of existing ecosystems. They come in a variety of forms. Some look more like deep-sea fish or whales and live with whale groups all year round. Some retain the basic characteristics of reptiles, such as the Naga dragon in Southeast Asian mythology. Some are even more like arthropods or insects. There have been sightings of dragon spiders in medieval Romania.

It is not unimaginable that the Dragon King exists in the form of a parasite. The most typical and recent example is the Holy Relics. That thing preserves the genes and authority of the White King. Even now, there is still blood poison from the Holy Relics in Lu Mingfei's body.

If Lu Mingze is really a parasite, then everything makes sense...

But Lu Mingfei just tried to hide a trace of panic on his face, his eyes dodged helplessly, but in his heart he was looking coldly at everyone present.

This argument had no way of convincing Lu Mingfei, because he was not the only one who could see Lu Mingze.

I can still vividly remember the scene in the mountains of Tama River, on that speeding steam train, where Xia Mi reached out and twisted the little devil's ears and cursed him.

It can’t be that even Xia Mi is fictional, right?

"Of course, there are no parasites in nature that can parasitize and control higher organisms, but dragons are miracles outside the ecological chain after all. The nervous system of higher organisms is too complicated, but there are earlier examples." Dr. Duden said, "Saint Relics, you thought of it too, right?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"But he never tried to take over my body completely over all these years," he said.

"You mentioned the word transaction in your description. We have reason to believe that the mysterious Dragon King is not capable of taking over the host's body without the host's consent... This is what's interesting. We all know that your parents are Mr. Lu Lincheng, the secretary general of this shelter, and our best girl Qiao Weini. You have the blood of two S-level hybrids flowing in your body, which means that your own blood purity is also terrifyingly high. If there really is a parasitic Dragon King in the race created by Black King Nidhogg, then if he wants to develop into a complete form, you are undoubtedly the most suitable choice in our group." Dr. Duden said,

"As long as you stick to your bottom line and refuse to trade with him forever, he will have no way to leave your body, and you will become the Dragon King's prison."

Lu Mingfei did not agree with the other arguments of the committee members, but he inexplicably agreed with the view that he was Lu Mingze's cage.

After each transaction, Lu Mingfei did not notice anything unusual in his body. Instead, the little devil became weaker and weaker. It was obvious that what they were trading was not Lu Mingfei's life but the little devil's soul.

He desperately wanted to die and hand over the power of becoming a god to Lu Mingfei.

It is hard to imagine what kind of torture and suffering he is going through to become so disappointed with the world.

I am so disappointed that I just want to return to eternal night.

"So my interview is a failure, right? You want to kick me out of the safe haven." Lu Mingfei asked.

He tapped his fingers on his knees and read numbers silently in his mind.

It was only seconds later that Dr. Durden burst into a hearty laugh.

"No, of course we won't kick you out of the safe haven. On the contrary, we're going to keep you here. You're an excellent research subject and the only cage for the Dragon King. As long as you never appear on the frontal battlefield between humans and dragons, you'll never have to make a deal with that devil... As long as we find a way to solve this problem in a while, the safe haven will become his burial place!" Dr. Duden clapped his hands. "Just now the committee held a secret ballot, and the votes for you to stay exceeded two-thirds!"

Natasha pulled out the electrodes from Lu Mingfei's body. The slight pain didn't even make him frown.

Lu Mingfei always kept an eye on his mother out of the corner of his eye.