Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

The sky was gray, and heavy dark clouds rolled in from all directions, like a raging tide that was about to engulf the academy. Nuonuo was too cold to bear it, so she went back to the house and wrapped herself in a blanket, sticking out her tongue at Lu Mingfei with a red nose.

"Today is the last day before the semester begins. The president and professors are all in Chicago for a meeting. Only Professor Schneider is still in the central command room. If you want to mobilize CC1000 at this time, it will not work through manual channels. The school workers who are still on duty do not have this authority. Junior brother, you should contact Norma directly and ask her to help you do this." When Nono said this, she was carrying a large backpack in her hand. Judging from her struggling appearance, the backpack must be very heavy.

Nuonuo threw the backpack to Lu Mingfei from a distance of several meters. Lu Mingfei took a step forward, hugged the backpack with both hands, staggered, and suddenly sank in his hands.

Through a thick layer of nylon material, Lu Mingfei felt what was in the bag. His eyes sank slightly and he looked at Nuo Nuo with some doubt in his eyes.

"This is a gift from the vice-principal. He said you don't have to be frugal when you use it." Nuonuo said as she took small bites of the hot dog that Lu Mingfei brought back for her. Her expression was serious, as if the bag she threw to Lu Mingfei contained not a gift from the vice-principal, but someone's life.

Lu Mingfei stared into those deep red eyes for a long time, and finally nodded slowly. He said nothing, threw his bag on his back, turned around and walked into the room.

Nuonuo's eyes did not dodge, but her look was strange.

Worry, fear, all kinds of emotions intertwined but fleeting. Something is about to happen.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei's dormitory was clean and tidy, but the desk and the corners were piled with books that had not been returned after reading.

This place is completely different from the messy one when Finkel was still here. The whole room exudes a cool smell, and there is a faint fragrance left by the girl. That is the smell left by Nono. During the winter vacation, she often stayed in Lu Mingfei's dormitory, mainly for academic discussions, and sometimes for supper together at night. At this time, Lu Mingfei would sleep on Finkel's upper bunk, and Nono would sleep on his lower bunk.

Lu Mingfei took off his thick pajamas in front of the mirror, folded them and placed them on the neatly-made bed. There was an executive-style suit windbreaker hanging beside the bed. It was a little wrinkled late yesterday, but it had been ironed by the senior sister.

I think my senior sister is really a good wife and mother, but she has never expressed that side of herself in the past.

The more people fear loneliness, the more they hide their loneliness and make themselves as hard as steel.

Lu Mingfei patted his cheeks, and all the bones in his body crackled and then became silent, as if preparing for the coming storm.

At this time, it suddenly rained, very fine and dense rain, and every drop of rain hit the glass window of the balcony at an angle. Every drop of rain reflected the drifting light, like little eyes.

Lu Mingfei put on his shirt, buttoned it up one by one, put himself into his pants, put on his suit, put on his windbreaker, and stepped on his hand-made leather shoes. He was absolutely meticulous in the process of getting dressed, and he was meticulous in many things he did now.

Because only such meticulousness can enable him to cope with the fighting that may come at any time.

Lu Mingfei glanced at himself in the mirror. The guy in the mirror had sharp lines in every aspect, with a slender body, long arms, and a slender whole body. His muscular body was hidden under those tight clothes, and he could burst out with powerful strength at any time.

He was actually ready.

For a long time, there was so much rain in Chicago that it didn't feel like Chicago anymore, but more like London.

A desperado like him should go out into the rain.

The smell of paper and ink wafted in the corners of the room. Lu Mingfei walked through the dormitory and suddenly stopped at the door. His finger touched the door handle. His body remained still for a few seconds. He turned around and pulled out Gu Ao's bronze sword case from under his bed. He took out lust, the easiest of the seven deadly sins, and hid it close to his body in his inner lining.

He then pushed the door open and walked out, humming J-five's "Find a Way" softly, and walked alone through the silent corridor. The sound of rain was like an accompaniment, rustling on the glass windows on both sides.

"I'll find a way for you,"

"There's a long road, but no one will take it,"

"I'll find a way,"

"why's there gotta be a test?"

......

It is really a tragic song. The lively melody in the original version makes people feel so cold and lonely.

This day came so suddenly. Lu Mingfei held up a black umbrella in the dense rain. The umbrella was like a sword holding up the sky. The sound of rain suddenly became violent, like the neighing of a horse.

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time.

three days ago.

As usual, Lu Mingfei buried himself in looking up information. During the winter vacation, he almost became an expert in Han Dynasty history. In comparison, Nuo Nuo was even better. She originally took elective courses in dragon genealogy and dragon history, and now she has even written several papers on the Battle of Gaixia.

The weather was sunny for a very short time. They only got two days of sunshine in total. Today it started raining again in Chicago, as if all the precipitation in the past few decades would fall down in just this year.

Nuonuo was half leaning on Lu Mingfei, curled up on the sofa, her legs bent, her red hair curled, and her knees slightly pink.

"Sister, what are you reading?" Lu Mingfei glanced at the old book that Nuo Nuo was holding in her hands and flipping through. The title of the book was in runes and the annotations were in ancient Latin. When President Lu was the chairman of the student union, he did put some effort into the elective course of ancient Latin for various reasons, but he was only able to barely understand some basic characters. Such obviously academic words were far beyond his ability.

"Alchemy written by Nicolas Flamel." Nuonuo didn't even raise her head, but twisted and turned on Lu Mingfei's body like a little bug, and found a more comfortable position to continue leaning on him.

"Vice Principal?" Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"What vice principal?" Nuonuo was a little confused.

"Oh, nothing, nothing." Lu Mingfei waved his hands repeatedly, "I heard them call Vice President Flamel Mentor when I accepted the Nibelungen Project before."

"This is normal. In the mixed-race society, those ancient families with high moral character and long traditions will use the names of their ancestors in every generation. They believe that this will bring them strength and bravery. The surname Flamel is similar, but they are different from other families. Each generation of Flamel does not rely on blood to inherit, but on knowledge." Nono said.

Lu Mingfei was thoughtful.

He was no longer the ignorant kid he had been a long time ago. During the year he served as the student union president, he had mingled among the elite of the so-called mixed-blood society, and had some knowledge of the heritage of those ancient families.

"Very interesting. This book says that the reflection of light can create a door to an unknown world. Mirrors, water surfaces, and even human eyes can all be seen as doors or windows of the Nibelung under certain conditions." Nono pointed to the continuous rain outside the window with a strange look on his face. "The rainfall in Chicago is normal, but since we came back from the Three Gorges last year, the college has hardly seen the sun. I think maybe something is watching us through those raindrops."

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything. He was also thinking that the rain was a bit strange.

Moreover, Nuonuo has the ability of profiling, she would never shoot without a purpose. If the senior sister said that she found some problems, then she must have found some clues.

"But I don't know what we have that is worth that thing spying on us for such a long time. The academy has a powerful alchemical matrix that has been running for decades. The medium of that matrix is ​​thousands of tons of liquid mercury, which can suppress targets at the Dragon King level. Within this range, something like Nibelungen, which has not been confirmed by the academic community so far, cannot descend in theory. Even if the thing spying on us is the Dragon King, he can't use these raindrops to cover the entire academy with Nibelungen like it did above the Three Gorges. All he can do is watch, and he can't see into the room." Nono frowned slightly.

In the morning, the vice-principal asked her to meet in the principal's office for this matter, and the principal personally drew up a rather risky plan for this purpose. The only participant and implementer of the plan was Lu Mingfei, but Lu Mingfei himself did not know about this.

Because both the principal and the vice-principal believed that the thing that set off the elemental tide in Chicago was most likely targeting Lu Mingfei.

The academy secretly made a bait plan and temporarily closed the mercury alchemy matrix in the ice cellar that protected the Norton Dragon Cross. However, at that time, there was not only Principal Angers in the academy, but also Lu Mingfei, who was completely unaware of the situation but whose fighting power was comparable to that of the next generation, so it was not that risky.

But nothing came out from the rain to snatch the keel.

Nothing at all.

If there really is a dragon king stirring up elemental turbulence and monitoring the entire school through rain falling from the sky, then he must have a purpose. If this purpose is not for dragon bones, then what is it for?

So the second judgment made by the vice-principal was Lu Mingfei.

But when should we start?

How to start?

First of all, there must not be too many powerful forces in the academy, such as the principal, professors, and executive department specialists who report on their work on a daily basis. It would be best if the entire Kassel Academy stood here like an undefended fortress. Even if Lu Mingfei was ambushed on the way out of the academy, he would not be able to get enough support in the first time.

Secondly, we have to make sure that Lu Mingfei is traveling alone. If he is accompanied by the principal or a whole team of elite executive officers, then even if it is the Dragon King who wants to ambush him, he will have to consider his own weight.

This did not pose a problem for the night watchman. He immediately thought of the nearest time point, which was exactly...

The day before the next semester starts at Kassel College.

As usual, the college will hold a board meeting in Chicago on this day, and all professors and reporting personnel from each branch will also go to Chicago to complete the work summary. On that day, only the professor on duty in the central control room and the night watchman who is responsible for protecting the safety of the college with words and discipline will remain in the entire college.

"I think, if there really is something watching us, it must be Odin." Lu Mingfei suddenly recalled the dream that Lu Mingze showed him under the Three Gorges Reservoir and before the Bronze City.

Kungunir, the holy spear of destiny, found those who tried to rewrite their fate.

Odin came to claim his life.

Nuonuo didn't say anything, but just leaned closer to Lu Mingfei.

The Night Watchmen did not want Nuonuo to tell Lu Mingfei about their plan. Because if there really was a Dragon King-level target spying on the real world through Nibelungen and focusing most of his attention on Lu Mingfei, then any abnormal behavior of Lu Mingfei might arouse his vigilance.

The time was chosen before the start of the semester not only because the college's defenses were lax at that time, but more importantly, it was a special period of time. The Kassel undergraduates who were still on campus, including those who had participated in internships and those who had not, would return to school one after another during this period. The Lionheart Club, the Student Union, and even the Dragon Blood Society formed by Lu Mingfei himself, all had considerable power distributed in the college and Chicago at this time.

With the support of the Equipment Department, these people are themselves a group of armed thugs. They are not necessarily inferior to the commissioners of the Executive Department in a head-on combat with dragons or Deadpool.

If Lu Mingfei was ambushed on the way from the academy to Chicago, they would immediately set out from two directions and arrive at the battlefield within half an hour. And then these people only needed to hold on for another half an hour, and the world's most powerful half-blood, Hilbert Jean Ange, would arrive with a large group of elite executive officers.

This will not be an ambush by the Dragon King against humans, but an encounter directly initiated by the academy.

Chapter 108: The Curtain of Rainfall (2)

The rain was getting heavier. At first it was just a few drops, then it became a curtain of rain, and even an impenetrable wall of rain.

CC1000 hits and penetrates the water curtains like a silver atrium snake, and the engine roars and falls into the eternal black.

The bells of Hilltop College and Valley College were rung at the same time, like the buzzing of thunder, following the train that pierced through the rain and rushed towards the intensifying storm.

Lu Mingfei was originally pretending to be asleep with a dagger in his arms. Although Nuo Nuo didn't say anything, the bag of weapons thrown to him couldn't be faked. This journey would be very dangerous, perhaps a train to hell, so he had to get enough rest to prepare for the confrontation that might come next.

It seems that the senior sister really trusts him and even thinks that Lu Mingfei can fight his way out of hell.

The raindrops blown down diagonally by the strong wind hit the thick double-layered windows fiercely. The lights in this carriage went out suddenly, leaving only a weak reading lamp that was still swaying with difficulty.

Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly opened, and the flowing golden light rose like flames in those dark pupils. A certain aura immediately emanated from this man, ferocious, solemn, calm, and too powerful to look like a student.

He stood up, took down the oversized backpack on the luggage rack, and then unzipped it along the sides.

There were two black boxes neatly stacked in the bag, and in the gaps between the boxes were magazines filled with steel-core bullets and small throwing weapons with black and yellow intersecting patterns marked on the surface. They should not be nuclear bombs. Even the crazy people in the equipment department of Kassel Academy were not yet able to condense something as powerful as a nuclear bomb into such a small volume.

That was probably a dirty bomb.

This weapon can destroy the genetic structure and cell structure of dragons and Deadpool in a short period of time. It is a powerful weapon for hybrids to fight against resurrected dragons, but it is rarely used because the harm it causes to the surrounding environment is horrific and its duration is equivalent to permanent in the short term.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, then took out the dirty bombs and placed them on the table one by one. There were three in total. His arm strength was not enough to throw them far enough to pose a threat to him.

The use of such a radioactive bomb on the territory of any sovereign state would be a provocation to the local regime and could develop into a diplomatic incident.

Then there are two boxes.

The surface of the box was inscribed with the words "Cassell College 2010" and the emblem of the Half-Decadent World Tree. It was indeed a Cassell College equipment box, the 2010 version. It was made of high-grade aluminum alloy, which was indeed stronger than those used by ordinary specialists. Lu Mingfei had often used similar things when performing missions before, but the workmanship was not so fine, and of course it would not be equipped with dirty bombs.

Lu Mingfei fumbled along the buckle of the equipment box and felt something like a card slot on the other side. He then took out his student card from the pocket of his windbreaker. This black card, which meant the highest authority to Norma, slid smoothly across the card slot at the seal.

The box was unlocked with a click.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, clasped the corners of the box with both hands and opened it. Inside were some heavy and hard objects, because they were made of steel and were born to kill people or dragons.

Finally, a smile appeared on Lu Mingfei's face.

"The vice-president was very generous this time. I don't know how he explained it to Minister Akadullah." Lu Mingfei said softly.

Guns, ammunition, flares and grenades were neatly arranged in the box. A pair of silver Desert Eagles, which had been modified to be twice as powerful as the original ones and could be called handheld cannons, were placed crosswise in the center of the box. Next to them was an Israeli-made Uzi submachine gun, a small gadget that often appeared in shooting games and had a theoretical firing rate of 1500 rounds per minute.

There were no Frigga bullets with red warheads in the box, which was something Lu Mingfei had rarely encountered in his previous missions. Even when it came to dealing with out-of-control hybrids, today's secret party tended to be mild and rarely killed them on the spot.

The bullets in the box that appeared in front of Lu Mingfei were almost all pure black. They were mercury core blunt gold armor-piercing bullets that could effectively kill dragons and deadpools. Their power far exceeded that of brass bullets and steel core bullets, let alone Frigga bullets. A small number of bullets had intricate patterns engraved on their warheads, which looked like a fine work of art when they were turned.

These are true alchemical bullets, and their effects are even more violent. One bullet can blow off the head of an African elephant.

Obviously, the vice principal had no intention of letting Lu Mingfei suppress and capture something this time.

In front, anyone who is his enemy will be killed.

Is this the academy's kill order?