From Hokage to Visionary

As for why it turned out like this, it all started with the matter of 'Dragon Script Resonance'.

Lu Mingfei, an S-level hybrid, unexpectedly had no resonance with the Emperor of Words, which was unprecedented. Such a situation would generally be considered as a bloodline level that was too low.

But the problem is that Lu Mingfei’s impressive combat record is there, and no one thinks that a mixed-blood like him can’t even have the basic resonance with dragon characters.

Only Lu Mingfei knew the real reason. Perhaps it was because his bloodline was too high, even a word spirit like the 'Emperor' could not resonate with him at all.

“Hey, little devil, are you really not going to help me?” He was helpless and distressed. Looking at Lu Mingze who was laughing strangely beside him, he said angrily, “Not only are you not helping me, but you’re also watching the show over there. You’re too hateful!”

"Hey, brother, you can't say that."

The little devil got a lollipop from somewhere, stuffed it in his mouth, puffed his cheeks and said, "I asked you to be self-reliant, why are you just watching the show?"

"Forget it, if you really have a conscience, help me get through this difficult time!"

Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Mingze with the last bit of hope.

"Don't look at me~ I can't do anything." Lu Mingze shrugged and said with a lollipop in his mouth: "If it was before, I could still help you fool around, but now I can't do that."

"Then why doesn't it work now?" Lu Mingfei asked anxiously.

"Brother, you should know that Dragon Kings have always been twins, one holds 'power' and the other holds 'strength', right?" Lu Mingze bit a lollipop and tilted his head to look at him.

"I know, and then what?" Lu Mingfei frowned and asked puzzledly.

"Who do you think I am?"

Lu Mingze pointed at himself and suddenly changed the topic to another question.

"Black King?"

Lu Mingfei is no longer the ignorant person who knew nothing before.

Therefore, he had some guesses about Lu Mingze's identity, but he could never be sure.

"Not entirely right." Lu Mingze shook his head, then suddenly smiled, jumped down from the table beside him, turned his back to Lu Mingfei and looked out the window, and said in a low voice: "Fortunately, you haven't finished reading the book. Nothing else matters. You just need to know one thing: no one can disobey you, including me."

"Is this why you can't help me?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, unless you are willing to give up a quarter of your soul, brother." Lu Mingze grinned, turned around, and got rid of the inexplicably sad atmosphere just now, and turned into the cunning little devil again: "Of course I don't mind, but I don't know if you mind, brother?"

"Then forget it, I'll take the test myself!"

Lu Mingfei shook his head decisively to refuse.

What a joke, he was a helpless kid before the training, and now he goes to trade souls after the training, isn't all the suffering in vain?

At worst, he would just give up and not get through it. He just didn't believe that Cassell would really fire him just because of a 3e exam!

"Don't watch it, don't watch it!"

Lu Mingfei threw away the exam papers from previous years that he had bought at a high price and lay on his back on the bed in the dormitory.

The next day, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Mingfei arrived at the examination classroom.

Due to the fact that this free day caused too much trouble, Lu Mingfei was the only one taking the exam. The others were still lying in the school infirmary.

The content of the exam is a piece of music with a powerful rhythm mixed with dragon characters. When listening to the music, the candidates will unconsciously resonate with the dragon characters and produce a clairvoyant effect, and then write down one or several paragraphs of dragon characters, which are used to assess the level of their bloodline.

Lu Mingfei was very bored. He could not resonate with Long Wen at all. He could only scribble on the blank test paper according to the real test questions from previous dynasties that he had memorized in his mind.

Anyway, he no longer cared about the test results. He couldn't really be fired, right?

When the exam was over, the invigilator Guderian came in and saw Lu Mingfei sleeping on the table. He was so angry that he almost pulled his beard off: "Lu Mingfei!"

"what!"

Lu Mingfei woke up from his dream, drooling, and looked at Guderian blankly: "Professor? Is the exam over?"

"The exam is over. If I don't come in, are you going to sleep until dark?" Guderian asked angrily. He took out the test papers and stared at the pictures on them with a frown. But he didn't say much. After throwing the papers into the black password box, he said unhappily, "Lu Mingfei, the principal asked you to go to his office."

"Ah? Now?" Lu Mingfei glanced outside the classroom. It was almost time for dinner, and he felt a little reluctant.

It is said that the cafeteria has limited Stuttgart pork knuckle today. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender, and it is juicy when you take a bite. He has been craving it for a long time, but if he goes too late, it will be gone!

"Now, go, go!"

Guderian pulled his beard, glanced at the culprit who caused the academy to take a vacation, and said unhappily: "Don't let me see you, it makes me angry!"

Oh, we've hit a powder keg!

Lu Mingfei thought he was unlucky and walked out of the classroom in shame. He had no choice but to call Finkel and ask him to help him get two more pork elbows.

As for the price, of course he will pay for the meal.

Although Finkel looks sloppy and is a loser who has been held back four years, he is of genuine A-level descent and is an extremely capable fighter, so snatching the pork elbow is naturally a piece of cake for him.

After he had put his worries to rest, Lu Mingfei came to the principal's office.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

Standing outside the door, I knocked a few times and then heard a voice saying "come in".

Lu Mingfei pushed the door open and saw a silver-haired old man sitting on a chair. There was a tea set on the table with three tea bowls steaming.

"sit."

Ange raised his hand and led him to the side, motioning him to sit down.

Lu Mingfei didn't understand what was going on, so he could only sit down obediently and wait for what was to come.

"Drink tea."

Ange pointed at the tea bowl and said lightly.

Lu Mingfei picked up the tea bowl and drank it all, then asked impatiently: "Principal, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Angé looked up at him, a little surprised.

"The cafeteria has limited pork elbows today." Lu Mingfei answered sincerely.

Ever since he experienced the hellish galactic war and returned to reality, he has become extremely fond of food, which is one of his few hobbies.

“Hahaha, I like this reason!”

Ange was amused by this reason and laughed out loud. He shook his head and said, "By the way, there is a cup of tea. Ask your brother to come out too."

"You know him?"

Lu Mingfei was a little shocked.

"Yes, I know a little more than you."

Ange pinched his index finger and thumb, leaving a tiny gap, looking mysterious.

Got it, the universe at your fingertips, right?

Lu Mingfei looked to the side, and the little devil suddenly appeared, sat on the chair next to him, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip: "We, should be meeting for the first time?"

He thought Ange couldn't see the little devil, and was about to convey it on his behalf, but he saw Ange nodded: "Yes, it's the first time I've seen it."

"You can see him?" Lu Mingfei was even more surprised. He always thought that he was the only one who could see the little devil.

"I'm not blind."

Ang glared at Lu Mingfei angrily, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and said, "Let's get back to business. Caesar has some trouble in Europe, and the Gattuso family is trying to capture him and ask for our assistance. After thinking it over, I plan to let you, Xia Mi, Chu Zihang, and Nuonuo go. What do you think?"

Lu Mingfei glared at the little devil beside him, and then said: "So what are you going to do?"

"He's a smart kid." Angers smiled, put down the tea bowl, and said calmly: "Since he is Cassel's student, it is natural for Cassel to solve the problem. Do you understand?"

"Understand."

Lu Mingfei nodded and said, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

"Well, Lu Mingze can just stay."

Angers eyes fell on Lu Mingze and said with a faint smile: "Let's talk?"

"Row."

Lu Mingze turned to Lu Mingfei and said, "Brother, you go first. I'll talk to the principal."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 387 Pantheon!

Cold, shaking.

Caesar, who was sleeping, suddenly sensed the breath of a stranger and opened his eyes abruptly.

"Yes, you are the one with the best quality among this group of people." At this time, a bright face came over, eyes with light eyeshadow, as charming as a scarlet blade, long black hair tied into a ponytail, hanging down in front of the towering chest, staring at him and said with a smile: "Caesar Gattuso, welcome to hell!"

"???"

Caesar's head was full of black question marks.

"Just kidding~Don't mind."

The girl raised her slender hands and tucked the hair that had fallen from her temples behind her crystal ears. She smiled softly, sat up straight again, and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiude Mai, and I'm a mercenary."

Mercenary?

Caesar felt confused, his brain ached, and memories suddenly came flooding back.

Yes, he was at the port of Santa Lucia, hit by a bullet suddenly shot from the dark, and then lost consciousness and fell into the sea.

The feeling of being pierced through the chest seemed to be accompanied by memories, and once again produced an inexplicable phantom pain. Caesar subconsciously jumped up from the bed, lowered his head and touched his chest in panic, but was surprised to find that he had no wounds on his body, as if he was dreaming.

"Why?" Caesar was stunned. He clearly felt that he was pierced by the bullet.

Jiude Mai lifted her slender white legs and placed them on the other leg. She took out a bullet from her tight leather jacket and threw it over: "Hey~ You should know him, right?"

"Is this a Frigga bullet?" Caesar showed a look of astonishment on his face. He picked up the bullet in disbelief and finally confirmed it after repeated observations. But he immediately had another question: "But a Frigga bullet will vaporize the moment it hits a person. How could it give me the illusion of being pierced through?"

"A little magic trick~"

Jiude Mai blinked mischievously, and seemed not to intend to explain the secret.

"You were the one who shot me on the coast. What was your purpose?" Caesar twisted the bullet, his brows slightly furrowed, and looked at the girl with a little vigilance, analyzing her intention.

"Don't worry, I'm on your side~" Jiude Mai stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Before the 'protagonists' arrive, I will be responsible for protecting your safety."

"The protagonist group?"

Caesar was stunned.

"Yes~ In order to defeat the evil devil, the protagonist is on his way on horseback." Jude Mai made a mischievous metaphor.

"Who is the protagonist? Who is the devil?" Caesar asked curiously.

"Hehe, guess~"

Jiude Mai nodded to the side and said, "Hey~ Don't forget to take your things. We are almost at our destination."

Caesar looked over and saw a book wrapped in silk cloth. He saw Jiude Mai was about to go out, so he quickly took the book and stuffed it into his arms, then chased after him: "Destination? Where are we going?"

Jiude Mai pushed open the door of the room, and a dark sea view came into Caesar's eyes.

It was not until then that Caesar noticed that it was no wonder that the boat had been shaking all the time. It turned out that they were on a luxury yacht.

It was a pitch-black night outside, and even the moon was obscured by dark clouds, making it impossible to tell which direction they were heading. They could only vaguely see the lit coastline.

"Rome, the Pantheon."

Jiude Mai pointed at the cross-sea bridge and said, "That's us. No, that should be where you want to go."

"Who are you? How do you know all this?"

Caesar began to have strong doubts about the identity of the girl in front of him.

Few people should know about this, and he learned about it from Pompey, but the girl in front of him seemed to have predicted it and guessed where he was going in advance.

"Didn't I tell you, I'm here to help you~"

Jiude Mai turned around and leaned against the railing of the ship, her long black hair fluttering in the sea breeze, her eyes bright and shining: "You may not believe it, but at least so far, I have not harmed you."

"What about that shot?" Caesar asked with a cold face.

"Help you get rid of those people's pursuit~"

Jiude Mai said truthfully: "In addition to the Gattuso family, there is another group of people tracking you. They are not like those trash who can be easily dealt with by you."

"The Secret Order?"

Caesar frowned slightly and his voice was a little low.