Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Kneel down and apologize.

Chapter 620 Chapter 603 The Happy Life of Her Royal Highness the Princess (2)

It was the knock on the door that woke Lu Mingfei and Ling from their sleep. When they woke up, the princess was still buried deep in the quilt, her porcelain-white cheek pressed against Lu Mingfei's thigh, having slept peacefully all night.

After last night's madness, both of them were a little tired and actually fell asleep at daybreak. Even after they fell asleep, Lu Mingfei did not separate from Ling.

He lay on his side, and the girl curled up in his arms, greedily sucking in the strong scent of the man in her dream.

"Son, is your butt exposed to the sun?" Qiao Weini's voice came from outside the door.

Lu Mingfei shuddered violently, and before he even opened his eyes his body began to fumble around in a panic, as if he had gone back many years to when his parents were still around. At that time, Lu Mingfei liked to use a flashlight to read comics, such as Dragon Ball, Naruto, and even Neon Genesis Evangelion, at night. In short, he would be beaten up whenever he was caught by his mother.

So whenever I hear Qiao Weini's voice while sleeping, I will wake up immediately and even break out in a cold sweat. +-

Ling crawled out from the quilt like a kitten, with an aggrieved look on his face.

The smell on them was really too strong. Qiao Weini, who had a strong S-level bloodline, could easily smell it. The girl was so anxious that tears were about to fall. She was breathing heavily and pressed on Lu Mingfei's abdomen. Her skin was as soft and white as if it was carved from jade. Boss Lu felt hot in his heart.

“Don’t mess around!” Ling glared at Lu Mingfei angrily, showing his sharp little fangs. “I’ll see what you’ll do if mom finds out!”

"What else can I do? You're my fiancée anyway." Lu Mingfei shrugged and put his face closer with a smile, "Give me a kiss."

“Get up, get up!” Ling couldn’t persuade Lu Mingfei, so he could only gently touch his lips, rolled his eyes and put on the underwear at the foot of the bed, “I have to go brush my teeth, in case my mother really asks me…”

Even though he had brushed his teeth last night, there was no guarantee that some of them would have slipped through the net, and Ling was still very ashamed about this matter.

Watching the girl in his arms stand up gracefully, twisting her slender waist and walking towards the bathroom, Lu Mingfei scratched the back of his head and calmed his heart rate which was twice as high as usual. "Wait a moment, Mom, let's clean up." He shouted to the outside of the door.

There was a knock on the door, and Qiao Weini responded.

After making the bed simply, Lu Mingfei sprayed some perfume on himself so as not to let Qiao Weini notice anything, and followed Ling into the bathroom.

The little girl was brushing her teeth, her hair was messy but still couldn't hide her stunning beauty. When she saw Lu Mingfei walk in, she gave him a coquettish look.

It only took the two of them a few minutes to clean up. When they pushed the door open, Qiao Weini was standing in the corridor rubbing her hands and stamping her feet, looking at the snow scene outside.

Ling naturally hugged Lu Mingfei's arm. After this experience, they were truly determined to have a relationship. Xia Mi finally said sarcastically in Lu Mingfei's mind, "Brother, you guys are really playing around. Why didn't you see us play like this before?"

Lu Mingfei said, "Isn't it because you don't want to?" Then I asked him if he wanted to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely see the southern mountains. I said he did and you beat me up.

"Damn it, Lu Mingfei, you are such a pervert." Xia Mi said.

——"Yesterday, when your father came back, he told me that you still wanted to eat guinea fowl. Do you want to go to our farm and have a look?" Qiao Weini seemed satisfied no matter how she looked at Ling. The veil on her head fluttered in the wind.

Ling leaned on Lu Mingfei's shoulder and looked up at the man's profile.

She keenly caught the fleeting solemnity in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"I heard that the breeding farm and the planting base are both in the constant temperature layer underground, right?" Lu Mingfei asked, "We can go and take a look. Maybe if we are really allowed to stay, we will have to work in the breeding farm in the future."

"You must be joking. Your father is Secretary Lu. Who here dares to let his son raise chickens?" Qiao Weini wrinkled her nose.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "By the way, where is my senior brother?"

Lu Mingfei was not confident in leaving Jiude Mai to the care of the people in the safe haven, so he entrusted Susie and Chrissia to take care of her.

Correspondingly, Chu Zihang could only live alone in a room.

They were in the same building, but Lu Mingfei hadn't seen Chu Zihang since the investigation began.

"Khorkina is showing him around our laboratory. Son, your friend looks like a very serious person, and he doesn't smile much," said Qiao Weini.

"That's a jerk. He's the most unromantic person in the academy." Lu Mingfei said.

Before leaving the building, the three of them put on fleece and winter clothes. Although they were in Nibelungen, it was Siberia after all, and the cold air from the outside world still penetrated into this land of the dead, and the outdoor temperature could still reach minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius.

When they passed by the unit door, Qiao Weini actually took out a silver-gray card from her arms and waved it on something like a card reader at the door, and the iron door was pulled open to both sides.

Lu Mingfei and Ling looked at each other, both of them were a little confused. When they passed by this door, it seemed that they did not go through a similar process, but just pushed the door and walked in.

"Almost every space in the safe haven is under strict surveillance. Even if residents just open or close the door, the central control room can see it one by one. To enter the house and get electricity, you even have to insert a card like checking into a hotel. If the card is pulled out, it means that the person has left." Qiao Weini explained, "You don't have to abide by the rules here because you are not originally a resident of this shelter. If your identity is not checked, they will not do anything to you. Instead, they will use hypnotic eyes to change your memory during this period, and then drop you off at a station in Siberia where a train will pass by."

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.

In fact, it was not entirely as Qiao Weini said, because at least Lu Mingfei himself knew that there was at least one monitoring device and listening device in their room, but they were all destroyed under the influence of his words.

"Wouldn't it be depressing to live here?" he asked.

Qiao Weini smiled and said, "I did a little when I first moved in. I was still very young at that time, and I always wanted to go out and see the outside world. I would sneak out of the room in the dead of night when even the guards were resting, walk to the edge of the Nibelungen, sit on the shore of the icy lake and look into the distance... But your father later told me that in fact all my movements were controlled by the committee. There were surveillance cameras installed in the corridors and at the entrances of the buildings. Infrared scanning equipment repeatedly confirmed the safety of every corner, and thermal imaging devices would expose any intruders and fugitives on the display screen in the central control room. In short, except for personal privacy, such as toilets and bathrooms, there are no secrets or private property in this place, and the research results are shared by everyone."

"It's understandable that the political and legal system in places like this is a bit strict," Lu Mingfei said with emotion.

Qiao Weini stroked his hair. "But there are exceptions. It's too cold here. Although the guards who participated in the project have been strictly examined, there are still some who slip through the net. A few years ago, a soldier tried to escape by shutting down the control system of the safe haven."

"Did he succeed?"

"Unfortunately, no." Qiao Weini shook her head slowly. "All monitoring methods are a safeguard of the committee. The real reason to ensure that the secrets of the safe haven will not be leaked is that the authority of this Nibelungen is in their hands. People without the mark cannot enter or leave. Those who have lived here for a long time are not allowed to leave, because even the most advanced hypnotist cannot completely erase a person's memory. Those concealed things will be hidden in their subconscious and awakened by the influence of certain events. The committee cannot take such a big risk and let people here circulate freely."

When I walked out of the yard, the young people were sweeping the snow, and a St. Bernard dog with droopy eyes was curled up in a dry corner and taking a nap.

Lu Mingfei silently thought about what his mother had just said to him. He didn't know why he always felt that her words seemed to convey some hidden message.

It was as if Qiao Weini was teaching him how to escape from this land of the dead...

"By the way, Mom, did you know that Dad took me to the Final Sanctuary yesterday?"

"He usually doesn't tell me these things." Qiao Weini said, "Isn't that place the energy core of the safe haven? It is also the core of the Nibelungen formation. All staff who enter there on duty will be required to receive amnesia after work. What are you doing there?"

Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly, and he realized that Qiao Weini might not actually know what was hidden in the final sanctuary.

In other words, even if the safe haven is a complete conspiracy, my mother may be the only person in the conspiracy who is not trusted by the mastermind behind it.

"Forget it, you'd better not tell me what's in there. I'm not a member of the committee and don't have the authority to access relevant information." Qiao Weini stopped Lu Mingfei from leaking the information.

They didn't dwell on this topic any more and strolled out of the courtyard. On the way, they actually ran into old Bunin who was taking a walk outside.

This old man, who was very elegant and dignified in the Moscow business world, was now wrapped in a military cotton coat, shivering as he carried a bottle of vodka that he had probably bought from a store and was about to go back to his little house to have two more drinks.

When he saw Lu Mingfei, he was stunned for a moment and nodded as a greeting.

This old man was just a clone, and his life had actually come to an end. Before he died, he personally handed Christina to Caesar and received the promise of the Gattuso family, which was considered a perfect life.

Lu Mingfei really couldn't ask him to do anything more.

Lu Mingfei's greatest hope for Old Bunin is that he can leave the safe haven and return to Moscow to enjoy his old age.

The roads are neat and the buildings on both sides are crowded but not messy, but orderly. The side facing the street is mostly shops with glass windows. It is not quite accurate to call them shops. They are more like unattended warehouses because you don’t have to pay for all the goods here. You can just go in and take them when you need them, and no one will bother you.

However, the things in the window did not arouse Lu Mingfei's interest at all. They were either copper crucibles, brand new astronomical telescopes, collectible medals from the Soviet era, and beautifully packaged vodka.

The middle-aged woman led Lu Mingfei and Ling out of the core area of ​​the safe haven, until they reached the outskirts of the building complex, crossed a frozen river, and stopped at the end of the road under two cast iron street lamps that were creaking in the strong wind.

There is indeed a bunker-structured building here, and many footprints can be seen around it. It should indeed be an area with a large flow of people.

They walked into the bunker, where there was also a metal elevator. After going down a few meters, the view in front of them suddenly became clear.

This is actually a huge farm, with both free-range and captive animals. Hundreds of guinea fowls are clucking non-stop, and your ears are filled with the cries of poultry.

"Dear Vladimir, can I bring my son to visit our farm?" Jovini said with a smile to the man who greeted them.

He was a Russian man at least two meters tall and as sturdy as a brown bear.

"Of course." Vladimir's voice was dull. He made way for Lu Mingfei and stared at him.

"Don't take it to heart, he is just that kind of person." Qiao Weini said softly, "A-level bloodline, the word spirit is a ghost victory."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, not understanding why his mother even told him the words of this guy.

Ling saw Lu Mingfei's confusion and squeezed his wrist. "Let's talk about it when we get back." She whispered.

Lu Mingfei nodded.

The chicken cages were all numbered. Qiao Weini led Lu Mingfei from cage 1000 to cage 001. When they passed a cage, Lu Mingfei stopped.

No. 875 Guinea Fowl.

It was patrolling its territory like an elegant lady, and its feces could be seen everywhere in the cage.

The feed bucket exuded a scent similar to that of green apples mixed with rice husks. There were a few strands of fluff in No. 875's feathers, which glowed like mother-of-pearl under the incandescent light.

Zero stretched out his fingertips and lightly tapped the creature's beak, but it didn't resist.

"Mom, do you always put a new one in after you eat a guinea fowl with a certain number?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"No, every chicken here is actually a control group for a control experiment. Just eat them. If you stuff another one in, it will cause problems with the experimental data." Qiao Weini shook her head.

"Then I'll eat this one." Lu Mingfei pointed at No. 875.

The last time we had dinner at home, my dad said the chicken they ate was number 875, but 875 is clearly still in it.

So who did they eat?

In other words, these chicken coops are actually like game props. After a certain period of time, a new guinea fowl will automatically appear.

Of course, a more reasonable explanation is that this thing is actually a part of the Nibelung, like the heroes in Odin's kingdom, who will return even if they die.

Chapter 621: Zero: Has it started? Lu Mingfei: It’s over

"The course on Nibelung did not exist before 2010. The academy added this section to the center of alchemy learning because you discovered the Nibelung Bronze City, which belonged to the King of Bronze and Fire and fell into the real world, under the Kuimen Gate of the Three Gorges, and were able to jointly develop the ancient gear city that represents knowledge and wealth with the Chinese hybrids." Ling was stripped naked, his skin was whiter than cooked egg whites, and he wrapped his legs around Lu Mingfei's waist like a beautiful snake.

"The vice-president said that this place is actually the land of the dead in Norse mythology. It is made up of dead elements and has no distinction between day and night. The sky is always shrouded in half-light and half-darkness. It is a place where the spirit of the fifth element is concentrated. It can even condense the pure philosopher's stone."

After experiencing physical intimacy, the two of them were inseparable, and Lu Mingfei wished he could stick to Her Royal Highness the Princess 24 hours a day.

But Ms. Renata is extremely doting on men. No matter how excessive Lu Mingfei's demands are, she can satisfy them one by one and even enjoy it.

Even though her period had not completely left her at this moment, the girl with a cold face was still gently twisting her waist to tease Lu Mingfei who was pressed under her.

“As for entering a space like Nibelungen that is completely isolated from the real world, perhaps no one among the existing humans is more experienced than me?” Lu Mingfei snorted, and he couldn’t help but straighten his back. But Her Royal Highness the Princess had mastered the essence of a tug-of-war. If the enemy advances, I retreat; if the enemy retreats, I advance; if the enemy is tired, I harass; she would not give him the slightest chance to succeed.

"Is it possible that what we entered from the beginning was just an illusion created by the Nibelung, and where we are now is just a dream created for us by the owner of this land of the dead after scanning our spirits?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Ling leaned against Lu Mingfei, holding her cheek, blinking her long eyelashes. "You were parasitized by the Holy Relics when you were in Tokyo, and the poisonous blood with the White King's genes is still in your body. Although that blood will make your bloodline unstable and you can no longer use the blood-violating technique as recklessly as before, it can also help you resist almost all psychic words or hallucinogens." she said.

The White King was born the ruler of the fifth element. Her status was far higher than the four monarchs, and she was a supreme being with almost the same rank as the Black King.

"But I do feel like something is not right," said Ling.

“Remember that St. Bernard we saw in the yard?”

"Yeah." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"My mother said it was Lyudmila. She saw me playing with the dog downstairs yesterday." Ling said, "But when I called it Lyudmila, it didn't respond to me. Instead, when I called it another name, it looked very excited and licked my palm."