Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It is now 1:51 pm Chicago time. You have been unconscious for more than three hours. You were affected by the embryo's spiritual realm and fell into some kind of illusion created by dragons. Usually this illusion can affect many people at the same time, but I think that god is really weak and can only pull one person in. Unfortunately, she chose you." Chu Zihang pushed the file in front of Lu Mingfei along the table. "Remember to burn it after reading it. This is a top-secret file. Only holders of the academy's black card are qualified to read it. We don't have this qualification."

Lu Mingfei silently placed his student ID on the table.

It was completely different from other people's student ID cards. It was more refined and sharper, with a background as dark as the abyss. On the front was Lu Mingfei's information, such as his name, student number, and department. On the back was a half-rotten world tree that was growing luxuriantly and dying. It was made of titanium alloy used in the aerospace industry, and could be used as an excellent weapon when necessary.

That is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the student ID card of Kassel College is also called the authority card, and another name for the black student ID card is the black card.

The authority of a black card holder is equivalent to that of the president, vice-president, board of directors and deans of departments.

Oh, the names of those department heads are Doug Jones, Blair Binat and Jean Gruss. They are all great men in modern history who have single-handedly pushed the entire human race one step closer to the truth. In a sense, they are living gods.

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, and finally uttered a word, "Awesome."

Lu Mingfei shrugged, and then the carriage fell silent, with only the rustling sound of pages being turned.

“Speaking of which, Senior Brother, why do you say that it’s unfortunate that she chose me?” Lu Mingfei frowned as he flipped through the documents. He rarely encountered such a tricky thing. It was not the kind of tricky thing where he was completely unable to defeat the revived first generation species, but the kind of tricky thing where a wolf faced a hedgehog and had no idea where to start.

"You'll know when you're in your sophomore year. Pure-blooded dragons have the ability to exert mental influence on other species. However, this influence cannot work on their own kind of equal class, and the effect will be greatly reduced on mixed-blood species with a high blood concentration. Based on previous experience, Norma judged that you would wake up within three hours, and you woke up within three hours." Chu Zihang replied.

Lu Mingfei seemed to be thinking about something. He originally thought that the second-generation species named Yu probably had abilities similar to those of the little devil, who could actually stop time and pull him into a dream. But now it seems that the essence is completely different.

Every time Lu Mingze comes, the whole world comes to a standstill. No matter how big the issue is, it has to give way to him. It reminds people of the legendary Satan's return to the world.

However, Lu Mingfei is no longer the silly kid he used to be. Of course, there are no devils in the world, only dragons.

I guess Lu Mingze is also something related to dragons.

Ten minutes later, Lu Mingfei had finished reading the paper documents. He let out a long sigh, then put them into a file bag, folded the bag together and threw it into the incinerator. The bright flames turned into a slightly dim orange-yellow color after touching the pile of ordinary papers. The four corners and edges of the file bag were burned and curled, and then it burned all over, revealing the remnants of the documents inside which also burned.

He and Chu Zihang looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

That thing came from Frost Gattuso, and it was an investigation report on this second-generation embryo.

Those who sell gods as commodities and dare to blaspheme the majesty of ancient dragons are not some hidden organization of ancient hybrids, nor are they some evil churches that want to subvert human society with conspiracy, nor are they some lone hunter who obtained this embryo through tomb robbing or other means and wanted to make a fortune.

It... no, she, she is from the Cassel family.

Yes, it was the Kassel family that left the Secret Party many years ago, but produced the great dragon-slaying hero Meinecke Kassel from the family, and which still firmly holds the highest power in the entire German mixed-race society today.

Charlotte Cassel, who once pushed the price of embryos to a higher peak at the auction, came from this powerful mixed-race family that has existed since before the Middle Ages until today.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself that this girl was indeed a stooge.

Chu Zihang said, "Are you thinking that Charlotte was arranged by the Cassel family to drive up the price?"

"Senior Brother, you are really the worm in my stomach." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up in praise.

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not refute Lu Mingfei's words. He said, "Charlotte Cassel is the most determined dragon slayer in Germany. She is extremely obsessed with pure-blooded dragons and fallen ones, which is contrary to the more secular Cassel family, so the two are not closely related. In fact, the girl now works for a branch of a certain college, and the name of that organization is the Holy Palace Society for the Savior of the World."

"That means she bought that thing to kill the dragon inside." Lu Mingfei said he understood.

Chu Zihang said, "Maybe there are other purposes, but her organization is monitored by Norma, and Norma also provides computer services, so she should not be able to hide it from the college."

The documents Frost provided were very comprehensive, covering everything from the origin of the embryos to the power of the seller, and even the secret dealings between the Cassel family and the Henkel family were discovered by Norma from clues.

"But what is their motive? This is the embryo of the next generation species, a living next generation species. Her value is comparable to an entire city!" Lu Mingfei raised his voice.

The Cassel family must be a wealthy family, probably the leader of the mixed-race people in Germany today.

There's no way they don't know about something like Golden Holy Syrup.

In the document, Frost did not hide the reason why the school board wanted to take a picture of this embryo. It was a holy grail, carrying the golden holy juice that could help humans ascend to the long steps of deification.

According to ancient historical books, each descendant was powerful enough to destroy a city, and such gods would be kept in their hands.

But something was so wrong.

Lu Mingfei didn’t know what was wrong. Everything in that mental space just now was unbelievable. It seemed that Yu was trying to convey some kind of information to him.

There seemed to be some great being still left in her spirit who could call Jörmungandr her sister.

Is it Fenrir?

No, Fenrir was either in some semi-hatched state or in some state between life and death.

In comparison, Lu Mingfei is more inclined to the former. He believes that Fenrir, who has merged himself with the Nibelung, must have been incompletely hatched.

He emerged from a decaying embryo, and from his old, withered soul burst forth a firework-like life, and then flourished in the Nibelung.

And more than that, Fenrir's inability to leave Nibelungen was only the first reason. Lu Mingfei thought the real reason it couldn't be him was that there was a lot of evidence that this great king of the earth and the mountains had some disturbing flaws.

His intelligence and willpower are like those of a human child, and he is not as cruel, bloodthirsty, arrogant, and domineering as other dragon kings.

In fact, Fenrir can be described as very approachable. How bad can a poor kid who loves eating potato chips and watching Stephen Chow's comedy movies be?

How could he descend into the spiritual world of that next generation in such a majestic manner?

But if it wasn't Fenrir, then who could have made that majestic voice?

Is there anything in history that could call Jörmungandr sister?

Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly.

He realized a fact: the four monarchs seemed to have each established their own throne and stood at the top of the world. They fought against each other and wanted to devour each other's bones and blood in the darkness of history.

But in essence, every king actually comes from the same source, and the name of that source is Nidhogg, the Black King Nidhogg.

The pinnacle of power and authority of the entire dragon clan.

The greatest and most powerful things all come from the same family.

The Dragon King's family.

Then the kings sitting on the other thrones should also be brothers of Jörmungandr who are closer by blood than water, which means that there may be far more than just a weak god sleeping in the embryo of the second generation.

Perhaps in the depths of that god's spirit there is an ancient bronze throne floating up and down, on which sits a king who has been sleeping for thousands of years.

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and an old man with an upright posture stepped in.

Most of the time, Ange's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and those half-bloods or pure-blooded dragons who looked at him would be suppressed by this knife-like gaze.

When Ange ignites his golden eyes, people will see the wildfire of hatred growing wildly in his eyes, like an endless vine, almost devouring the entire world.

But when facing his students, the old guy's eyes were as gentle as water. He really looked like an old man in the countryside waiting for his descendants to come back and visit him.

Outside the window, heavy snow was falling. The regular crystals shaped by the mighty power of nature were blown away by the CC1000 train, which was like a snake in the atrium. The strong air pressure pressed the snow falling from the sky, and it rumbled through the sea of ​​trees and stepped onto the lake like a flame.

"I brought you hot chocolate." Angé raised the cup in his hand. He placed two ceramic cups in front of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang respectively, then sat down opposite the two boys. His iron-gray eyes flashed with a deep light under his half-frame gold-rimmed glasses.

"The embryo will be incubated under the supervision of the academy. We have filled the cold storage of the ice cellar with ten tons of mercury and carved an alchemical matrix around it that can destroy a fortress. Welcoming the birth of God in such an environment is undoubtedly the best choice.

As Frost said, the golden holy syrup in the body of the next generation is the most perfect evolutionary medicine ever discovered in human history.

Its success rate is very high, and the more outstanding the hybrid, the higher the success rate. For you, the success rate is almost 100%.

Using this golden holy slurry, we can create hybrids that cross the critical blood limit, which can reach or even exceed the bloodline level of S. And Ming Fei, you may really be able to evolve into a creature that is infinitely close to a pure-blooded dragon.

Combined with the Nibelungen Plan we are trying to implement, I can't imagine how brilliant your future will be after I die." Angers said these things without hesitation, his voice was light and deep, and no one wanted to interrupt.

“Many people have been listed as candidates for the Golden Holy Juice and the Nibelungen Plan, but you, Ming Fei, you and Caesar are the designated implementers.

Even if you haven't come into contact with these bloodline-strengthening transformations yet, Ming Fei, you can use the fourth blood burst to push yourself to a state where you can fight against the Dragon King head-on, even the weakest humanoid juvenile Dragon King. That is also a great event that is unprecedented in human history.

In the past, there have been only three recorded cases of humans killing the Dragon King. Two of them happened in China. All three of these feats relied on huge manpower, a powerful alchemical matrix, and a powerful hybrid leader who was fearless of death.

Like the last incident at Six Flags in Chicago, the two of us teamed up to suppress the Bronze and Fire King Norton. This has never happened before." Angers said.

But Lu Mingfei frowned and stared at the smoke from the cup of hot chocolate.

Lu Mingfei suddenly shivered slowly.

"Principal, you said that three Dragon Kings have been defeated in human history. I know that two of them are Attila, the King of Earth and Mountains, and Li Xiong, the King of Bronze and Fire. So what about the third one?" Lu Mingfei realized why the mixed-race society recorded the deeds of these two Dragon Kings in the epic but concealed the deeds of the last Dragon King.

Because that victory may not have been glorious.

The principal slowly raised his head, stared into Lu Mingfei's eyes, and then smiled softly, "The dragon-slaying battle took place in the early Western Han Dynasty. The war between Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, and the Overlord of Western Chu, Xiang Yu, was a war between man and dragon. The killed Xiang Yu was suspected to be one of the kings of the sky and the wind."

In 202 BC, Xiang Yu, the king of sky and wind, was defeated in the Battle of Gaixia and his body was never found.

Subsequently, the Han Empire rose.

Chapter 92 Snow Road

"Do you want me to give you a ride? I happen to have something to do at the ice cellar." Angé sat in the driver's seat of his modified Maserati, rolled down the window and looked at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang standing in the snow.

The principal had a gentle smile in his eyes, and a red rose that was still in full bloom even in such a cold climate was pinned on the chest of his hand-made suit under his black fleece windbreaker. He looked like he was going to visit a noble lady who had lived in seclusion for a long time, not to inspect the work of the ice cellar.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other and both shook their heads at the same time.

They stood side by side in the snow. Lu Mingfei had changed into his thick black and white down jacket and wrapped himself in the scarf knitted for him by Xia Mi.

Chu Zihang also put on a black velvet coat and had a scarf of the same color as Lu Mingfei's around his neck, which was also given by Xia Mi.

They looked like a fat male penguin and a black bear that had grown fat from eating too much.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang rejected his invitation, Angers smiled and said, "It seems that young people have a lot of things to talk about. An old guy like me won't force you."

After saying that, he rolled up the car window, and the Maserati sped away on the upward road, leaving only a faint black exhaust fumes and layers of swirling snowflakes.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang both stared at the back of the luxury car until it completely disappeared from their sight.

"This winter is really cold." Lu Mingfei said leisurely.

He and Chu Zihang stood side by side in the snow and wind, but they didn't feel desolate at all. It was just that both of their hairstyles were blown a little messy, and tiny ice crystals froze on their eyelashes.

One of them is an A+ grade hybrid, and the other is a unique S grade hybrid. If they were to be frostbitten by such low temperatures, they would really become the laughing stock of the academy.

"Winter in Illinois usually lasts four months. The lowest temperature can even reach minus eleven degrees Celsius." Chu Zihang responded to Lu Mingfei's question in a formal manner.

The two of them walked in the snow, one step deep and one step shallow. Lu Mingfei breathed into his palms, while Chu Zihang had a blank expression with his hands in his pockets.

The train stops near the Valley College of Kassel College, and it takes at least half an hour to walk from here to the Mountaintop College.

They certainly didn't reject Angers' invitation because they liked trekking in the snow in such weather. They were not ascetics from India, and they had long passed the age of middle school where they felt that hard training could hone the spirit of a warrior or the heart of a hero.

There is only one reason why they do this.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang had some topics of their own to discuss.

The content of this conversation could not be heard by Angers, or even by the college's smart secretary.

"Lu Mingfei, what do you want to say to me?" Chu Zihang suddenly spoke.

He has never been good at finding topics to talk about. He speaks completely differently from ordinary Chinese people. He doesn't beat around the bush and is keen on being straightforward. Getting straight to the point is his favorite thing. The so-called political intrigue is incompatible with him.