Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

"I'm in logistics! I have thirty trucks!" a large man stood up and shouted, "Leave the transportation to me, I don't want a penny!"

"I'm an accountant!" A woman wearing glasses raised her hand. "I can be responsible for the account audit!"

"I'll give you 100,000!" another voice shouted.

The scene was completely boiling.

Lu Mingfei stared in amazement at these strangers who were vying to contribute their strength for a common goal.

Qin Ming stood on the stage, his golden eyes sweeping across the audience.

When his eyes passed over Lu Mingfei, he paused slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"We all share the same ideals and have gathered here, so we are all comrades. I would like to thank everyone for their contributions again," said Qin Ming.

His voice became more and more firm, not like that of a young man at all, but rather like that of a spokesperson, a judge!

What kind of person was standing behind him? Lu Mingfei could imagine it, but he couldn't.

He didn't know how much Ye Fan had done. Judging from the current situation, his understanding of Ye Fan might be less than 1/10 of Ye Fan's knowledge.

When a gathering building like this was opened in China, no one stopped it and no one caused trouble.

Either all officials are honest and upright, or those who are not honest and upright are all frightened by a certain existence...

The first point is simply impossible, but if it is the second point, then it is terrifying to a certain extent...

"We'll continue at the same time next week." Qin Ming finally said, "Remember, the purpose of Juyi Building is—"

"Gather the righteous men of the world and eliminate injustice!" The audience responded in unison.

When the show was over, Lu Mingfei was still sitting in the corner, trying to calm his agitated emotions.

The feeling of being influenced by the words gradually faded, but the shock in my heart could not subside for a long time.

"How is it? Have you felt the power of the Word Spirit 'Voices'?" Qin Ming had stood in front of him without him knowing when. The golden light in his eyes had faded, and he had returned to his usual gentleness.

Lu Mingfei looked up, his voice a little dry: "Is this the ability Brother Fan gave you? That's not right, I've never heard of this word spirit."

"Most of the people working under Mr. Ye have spirit words that are not in line with the norm. They are specially customized by Mr. Ye." Qin Ming explained.

"Our group are all artificial hybrids. Mr. Ye implanted something called an alchemical heart into us."

"You can improve your bloodline, but improving your bloodline doesn't mean you'll gain innate abilities like Word Spirits. In Mr. Ye's words, we're more like Deadpool who's retained his sanity, rather than pure hybrids."

"So, Mr. Ye, referring to talisman technology, engraved alchemical inscriptions on the alchemical heart, allowing us to mobilize our mental strength to stimulate the power of artificial words and spirits in our alchemical hearts."

Qin Ming nodded: "My Words of All Languages ​​were customized by Mr. Ye, specifically for speeches."

"It can inspire people's deep-seated sense of justice and drive for action. It doesn't control them, but rather awakens and strengthens them."

"As the number of people affected increases, a strange spiritual resonance is formed, and the impact becomes stronger. According to Mr. Ye, it is an ability he acquired in his early years and then transformed."

He paused. "Mr. Ye said that most people in this world are kind at heart. They just need an opportunity."

"So Juyi Tower..." Lu Mingfei was uncertain.

"This is an opportunity," Mr. Ye said. "The Chinese simply lack the ability to act, so a strong leader is necessary."

"Although I feel sad as an ordinary person, I also have to admit that there is a lot of truth in some of Mr. Ye's radical language."

Qin Ming shook his head with a wry smile.

"Oh my God, when I first saw the name of this building, I thought someone was going to rebel. I was so scared." Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly.

"How is that possible? We are all law-abiding citizens, good citizens."

Qin Ming smiled and said, "Come, I'll take you to see the real 'Scripture Library'."

Lu Mingfei followed Qin Ming to a secluded room at the end of the third floor. Pushing the door open, he saw an entire wall of filing cabinets, each drawer labeled differently—education, healthcare, environmental protection, labor rights...

"These are the projects we are currently following up on," Qin Ming said proudly. "Every problem has a dedicated person to solve it."

Lu Mingfei casually pulled out a file, which detailed the investigation process and solution of a factory pollution incident.

"What does Brother Fan want to do?" Lu Mingfei murmured.

Qin Ming's expression grew serious. "Restore order," he whispered softly, "using the most primitive method—the human heart."

Lu Mingfei suddenly understood. Ye Fan's plan for the Heavenly Palace was far more ambitious than he had imagined.

Those artificial hybrids are external forces, while organizations like Juyilou are the forces that change society from within.

"Would you like to join us?" Qin Ming extended his hand, his eyes gleaming with sincerity. "Mr. Ye has always valued you."

Lu Mingfei looked at the hand, and the smiling faces of the children in the mountains and the eager eyes of the ordinary people in the audience flashed through his mind.

He took a deep breath and held Qin Ming's hand.

"This isn't a question of whether I join or not," he said. "After all, I'm Brother Fan's henchman, and I was the first one to follow him. At the very least, I should be a cadre, right?"

"Brother Qin, although it may sound harsh, I am more legitimate than you~"

Lu Mingfei smiled provocatively.

Qin Ming smiled, a smile that was warm and resolute: "Oh, then it was I who underestimated Protector Lu. How disrespectful."

"Then let's all...mind our own business from now on!"

Chapter 246: My Space Warrior

"Okay, after all, I'm a student with nothing to do." Lu Mingfei shrugged helplessly.

"However, I do have some doubts. After all, while you can establish an organization and mobilize certain social forces, relying solely on speeches... you probably can't accomplish some things..."

Lu Mingfei asked meaningfully.

"Actually, what I just showed you was just what's on the surface. We have a lot more to do behind the scenes. We have an event tonight, so why don't you join us?"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's doubts, Qin Ming smiled.

He had the same idea at first, but after participating in a few activities, he no longer dared to think so...

"Are there other official members of the Heavenly Court here?" Lu Mingfei asked doubtfully.

"Of course there are. I'm just a non-staff member, a lecturer. The official members of the Heavenly Court are the Heavenly Soldiers, above them are the Heavenly Generals, and finally the Heavenly Emperor."

Qin Ming explained with a smile.

Then he looked at his watch and said with a smile, "They should be here by now. I'm just a coordinate."

"Coordinates?" Lu Mingfei frowned. This word aroused a subtle resonance in his mind.

He always felt that he had heard something similar somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.

Qin Ming smiled and raised his wrist, revealing a watch that looked ordinary but held a hidden secret.

The numbers on the dial suddenly began to jump, counting down from 60 seconds.

"Mr. Ye said that every important action requires an anchor point. And I am the 'coordinate' of tonight's action."

Before Lu Mingfei could ask further questions, a sharp buzzing sound suddenly came from the air.

The space in front of Qin Ming began to distort, like a curtain torn open by an invisible hand, and a dark blue space crack appeared out of thin air.

Looking at the space gate in front of him, Lu Mingfei finally remembered, isn’t this the space teleportation developed by Ye Fan?

Oh my god, has this teleportation become universal?

"Here it comes." Qin Ming said softly.

Ten tall figures emerged from the crack one after another.

The leading man was over two meters and two centimeters tall, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a face that was handsome to the point of being sharp.

He was wearing a long black windbreaker, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, revealing the bulletproof armor lining.

The big hands wrapped in black gloves hung casually at his sides, giving people a sense of oppression as if they could crush the enemy's throat at any time.

However, what attracted Lu Mingfei's attention the most was that each of them had a somewhat abrupt silver pendant on their black windbreaker.

The pendant is mainly made of pure silver and looks like a silver cross with a pure white gem in the middle.

"Heavenly Squadron 001, Captain Rogerson." The man's voice was as deep as thunder, yet it carried an eerie electronic synthesizer quality. "Nice to see you again, Mr. Qin Ming."

Lu Mingfei's mouth dropped open unconsciously. These ten men looked like super soldiers straight out of a science fiction movie.

If his face was changed to a gray bald head, he would definitely look like the tyrant in Resident Evil!

Each of them was over two meters tall, their muscles bulging out their suits, and their black leather shoes made a metallic sound as they stepped on the floor.

Rogerson turned his gaze towards Lu Mingfei, his blue eyes suddenly widening: "Mr. Lu?"

His voice suddenly became eager. "Mr. Ye showed us your photo! He said if he ever met you, he would do his best to meet your every request."

He straightened his back and gave a strange military salute. "Nice to meet you, future general!"

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, his cheeks flushed. "Brother Fan even arranged a position for me? This...this is too..."

He was just talking nonsense before, but as a 17-year-old boy, being called "Heavenly General" by a strong man over two meters tall was really too embarrassing. It was so embarrassing.

He is not a middle school boy with a second-year syndrome. If he were 14 years old, he would definitely think that he was about to board a helicopter, rush to the battlefield, and save the world.

Now that he was being looked at like this by Qin Ming, an acquaintance of his, he only felt embarrassed.

The team members behind Rogerson all looked at Lu Mingfei, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity.

Being stared at by ten modified strong men over two meters tall, Lu Mingfei felt his legs go a little weak.

"Are you confused about our size?"

Rogerson seemed to notice Lu Mingfei's discomfort and took the initiative to explain, "This is a side effect of the reconstruction surgery. Each time a new prosthesis is implanted, it needs to be recovered in the incubator. The growth hormone in the chamber, combined with the dragon blood, will stimulate the body's secondary development."

He shrugged. "Mr. Ye said it was a minor issue, as long as it didn't affect our combat effectiveness."

Ye Fan’s face, which always had a gentle smile, appeared in Lu Mingfei’s mind.

Prosthetics? Alchemical hearts? Growth hormone? What kind of human modification experiments is Fan Ge doing? He's really building Space Marines, right?

How come he didn’t realize before that Brother Fan is also an avid fan of Warhammer 40k!

Don’t let every soldier shout “For the Emperor” when charging in the future!

Looking at the awe in the eyes of Rogerson and others, Lu Mingfei touched his chin. Judging from the degree of brainwashing... I guess they will shout for the Emperor of Heaven in the future.

"Don't worry." Rogerson puffed out his chest proudly. "We are professionally trained celestial soldiers. Currently, all of us have an A-level bloodline rating, and with the help of prosthetics, in Mr. Ye's words—"