All my hunting commissions come from another world?

The carriage was in a classic European style, with Victorian-era patterns and decorations on the walls, which made Lu Mingfei feel quite at home. He had a feeling that a huge wild boar, several people tall, would suddenly rush out from another carriage.

Zhou Si and the others sat down at an oak table, with Professor Guderian in the main seat. They had all changed into the uniforms of Kassel College, wearing elegant dark green suits. The group of three people with two beggars had suddenly become sophisticated and elegant.

Coffee or hot chocolate?

Hot chocolate.

Seeing that Zhou Si and the others did not speak, Fingel raised his hand, but after Professor Guderian glared at him, he obediently put his hand back.

"Or you can have any drinks you like."

"Drinking alcohol when meeting your advisor?"

Lu Mingfei voiced Zhou Si and the others' doubts, and Fingel, who was standing nearby, enthusiastically provided an explanation.

"The orientation session might be a bit stimulating, so having a little something to drink might be good for your heart."

Lu Mingfei, who was originally unaffected, became nervous upon hearing this.

Zhou Si and the others weren't too surprised; Professor Guderian was about to talk about things related to dragons.

Erii yawned softly. Living with Elini these past few days had made her sleepier, and she was already a little sleepy in the early hours of the morning. She rested her head on Zhou Si's shoulder.

Zhou Si adjusted her position to make Erii more comfortable, and then began to listen to Professor Guderian's half-coaxing and half-bluffing of Lu Mingfei.

Seeing that they weren't saying much, Professor Guderian was happy to have some peace and quiet. After all, the principal had specifically instructed him before he came that he didn't need to worry about these Japanese exchange students; the principal himself would take care of them.

After experiencing the history of another world, Zhou Si is now able to listen to the abstract history of that world as a story. The various terms and stories that are like heavenly books to Lu Mingfei are listened to with great interest by Zhou Si.

The little devil even came out once during the journey and gave Lu Mingfei some 'special' psychological counseling, but the current Lu Mingfei is completely different from the coward he used to be.

Now at least he'll struggle a bit and then run away with some dignity.

Three minutes later, everyone in the carriage fell silent as they looked at Lu Mingfei, who was unconscious due to his spiritual vision.

"Finger, take a few exchange students to their dorms first. I'll have someone take Lu Mingfei away later. We'll continue the orientation training once he wakes up."

Guderian waved his hand; as a professor, his words carried some weight in the academy, and with a wave of his hand, he directly kicked Fingel and the others off the car.

"Shall we head out first, Brother Zhou?"

Fingel nervously rubbed his hands together, afraid that he might inadvertently offend this powerful figure.

"Then I'll trouble you to lead the way, senior."

"It's easy to talk about."

......

It has to be said that Kassel College is indeed a big spender. Zhou Si looked at the two-story villa in front of him and fell into deep thought. Was it because they were special or because Master Uesugi had secured special treatment for them?

This place doesn't look like a student residence at all.

"This area is usually the professors' residence, but the principal specifically instructed that you all stay here. During your studies at the main campus, you can use this house as you please."

Fingel opened the courtyard iron gate, which had been polished to a shine, and then handed a set of keys to Zhou Si.

"By the way, the principal has also invited you to have dinner with him tomorrow night."

Worried that Zhou Si might not understand what this meant, Fingel added in a low voice.

"The principal is the biggest spender in this school, and he eats delicacies that ordinary people can't afford."

As Fingel spoke, he couldn't help but swallow hard. Zhou Si looked at the burly German man with a black line on his face. The principal obviously didn't mean it that way.

However, visiting Angers was indeed necessary, so Zhou Si did not intend to refuse the principal's invitation.

"Please thank the principal for me."

"No need, you can just talk to the principal in person when the time comes, Brother Zhou."

Fingel waved his hand, saying that Brother Zhou was overestimating him. How could someone as insignificant as him possibly meet the principal, let alone deliver a message?

After saying goodbye to the somewhat abstract eighth-grade senior, Zhou Si and the other two entered the small villa together. The house had obviously been carefully cleaned, otherwise it would not have been so spotless without any signs of habitation.

However, the better their treatment, the more doubts Zhou Si had. Angers probably already knew something about their identities or strength, but the source of that information was hard to say.

"Little bird, take Erii to bed first."

Although he still had some doubts, Zhou Si decided to leave these questions for himself tomorrow. After all, it wasn't a very urgent situation, and Kassel College was just a place he could come and go as he pleased.

"Good night."

Zhou Si waved to the two of them and then headed towards his room.

......

The next morning, Elena opened her eyes with some pain. It was only about six o'clock, and she had only slept for less than three hours.

She's not a superhuman like Zhou Si; getting enough sleep is extremely important to her.

What woke her up so early was the continuous gunfire outside the window.

The bullets were being poured out as if they were free. This familiar feeling reminded Elena of a red-haired Lateran she knew on Rhodes Island. That guy had eight guns, and the etched bullet casings from a single battle were enough to bury a person.

Although I've heard that the people of this country are quite simple and honest, isn't it a bit too naive to start a school shootout so early?

Or is this also part of the curriculum at the Dragon Slaying School?

However, there was clearly someone else in the house who had woken up even earlier than her, gazing at the distant battlefield from the balcony. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be enjoying the view.

"What's happening here?"

"I'm not sure, is it similar to live-action CS?"

Zhou Si replied that he had been watching for a while. At first, he was also startled, but after realizing that those who were shot were only unconscious, he began to watch the battle happily.

"Let me tell you, they're roughly divided into two groups, one side..."

Seeing that Elena seemed interested, Zhou Si immediately shared his findings with her with great enthusiasm, including but not limited to the troop strength on both sides, the location of the command post, the suspected leader, the blond man, and the old acquaintance, the black-clad swordsman.

It's hard to imagine that Zhou Si could gather so much information just by watching a play on the balcony.

But when Zhou Si was excitedly trying to give up the best spectator spot for Xiao Niao, his expression suddenly froze, and he stared in astonishment at the direction of the battlefield.

"what happened?"

Zhou Si's change was written all over her face, and Elena asked her.

"I'm afraid live-action CS is going to turn into a massive campus werewolf game." Zhou Si smacked his forehead in frustration. "I smell the Mad Dragon virus."

The smell wasn't strong, but it blended in perfectly with the crowds engaged in the battle.

"Little bird, it seems we have to join the battle too."

Alini, now fully conscious, nodded and then subconsciously reached for the hand cannon at her waist.

"No, no, no! You can't do that!!!"

Chapter Twenty-Eight: All Eyes Are on Me!

"Professor? Professor!!!"

The gunshots continued, and Lu Mingfei's pupils trembled violently. Professor Guderian and Mr. Tomiyama Masafumi, who had just given him his college entrance exam preparation, lay motionless on the ground.

Bright red liquid flowed from the wounds they had sustained. Lu Mingfei used the cover to quickly move to Professor Guderian's side and helped him up from the cold ground.

The elderly professor was on his deathbed; it took almost all his strength just to open his eyes.

But before he died, he used his last bit of strength to whisper a sentence in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Don't forget... your course selection form..."

The aged hand lost its strength and fell limp. Lu Mingfei stared at Professor Guderian, who was now motionless, still somewhat bewildered.

After a brief moment of surprise, once Lu Mingfei calmed down, he quickly noticed something was off about Guderian and Masashi Tomiyama.

Professor Guderian's pulse was still beating in his arms, and his breathing was steady with no signs of death. Upon closer inspection, the pervasive stench in the air did not resemble real human blood at all, but rather the blood of some kind of animal.

I gently touched the red liquid on the professor's body with my finger. The liquid wasn't blood at all. It was filled with tiny red crystals, and although I didn't know what they were, they were definitely related to the professors' coma.

The two groups that suddenly rushed out were still exchanging fire. Smoke filled the campus, and the lawns and corridors were littered with 'corpses'. As the battle intensified, the black and red sides had evolved from using ordinary firearms to using individual rocket launchers.

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard. Although this was a dragon-slaying academy, campus activities like drills couldn't possibly go this far.

The classrooms over there have all collapsed!

Coupled with the faint roars coming from afar, could it be that the dragons have invaded?

Lu Mingfei huddled behind the cover, brainstorming.

"Brother, you're such a coward."

A familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears. Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw that the little devil Lu Mingze had been sitting next to him at some point, with Professor Guderian's corpse under his butt.

"If you're not a coward, then go for it. This isn't a dream."

Lu Mingfei retorted loudly, saying that not only did he not have any weapons, but this was the real world, and if he really died, there was nowhere for him to be resurrected.

"Didn't you find out that these people are all fine?"

Lu Mingze patted Professor Guderian's back, but Lu Mingfei remained vigilant.

"They're not dead, but who knows what will happen to them after they fall into a coma."

Although Yanan's dream had taught Lu Mingfei what courage was, that hellish place also taught him an even more important lesson: one must be cautious, cautious, and cautious in everything!

"But if you hesitate about everything, the final outcome may not be good."

The little devil's smile vanished, and he pointed in a direction not far away.

"look."

Following the direction the little devil was pointing, Lu Mingfei saw a familiar person, the daughter named Nuonuo whom he had met once before, whose chest was now blooming with a bright red flower of blood.

"Brother, you don't want a situation like Dr. Yousefka's to happen again, do you?"

The little devil strolled leisurely across the battlefield, its pale golden eyes fixed on Lu Mingfei, its smile growing ever brighter, and a devilish whisper echoing in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Just like you said, this is a world of consciousness; if you die here, you're truly dead."

"Of course, you can also spend a quarter of your life to buy your life back from me, but this privilege is only valid for you."

"To ensure our future transactions go smoothly, I've prepared a small gift for you."

The little devil pointed to Professor Guderian's crotch.

"You should wake up too, brother..."

The sounds of battle were reignited in his ears. Realizing that the little devil had left, Lu Mingfei immediately moved Professor Guderian's 'corpse' aside, and then he saw the gift in the little devil's mouth.

A bloodstained butcher's knife, along with his hunter's pistol and ammunition pouch.

The familiar, heavy hilt of the knife rested in his hand, and Lu Mingfei seemed to become a different person as he held the weapon.

Now that we have the weapons, it's time to carefully observe the situation on the battlefield.

The battle between the two sides is still at a fever pitch, and it is clear that they have agreed to distinguish their own people by their clothing.

The Black side's headquarters is a small building, while the Red side's headquarters is in a church directly opposite it. At this moment, the focus of the artillery fire is the parking lot in the center of both sides' positions.

Both sides had to force their way through the parking lot, where there was not enough cover and they were completely exposed to the barrage of bullets. More than forty people died there.

But unexpected events always happen on the battlefield. Just as the two sides were fiercely exchanging fire, an uninvited guest suddenly rushed into the battlefield from the side.

It was a gray shadow that darted out from the side of the teaching building. At first glance, Lu Mingfei didn't even see what she looked like. But after she went into cover, she was surprised to find that the gray figure was the short girl who had been following Brother Zhou.

boom! boom! boom!

Wearing a gray-white coat, Elene was like a tiger among sheep. The Inquisitor who had retired from the battlefield of Hai Si was clearly not someone these students could associate with.

Elena darted and weaved among the cover in the corridor, indiscriminately and precisely eliminating the remaining players on the field. Whether they were from the red or black team, no one who entered her field of vision or firing range was spared.

As the troop strength on both sides began to drop sharply at the same time, the commanders of both sides quickly discovered this uninvited guest.

"Chu Zihang, is that one of your people?"

Realizing the situation was not right, both sides tacitly stopped firing, and the Red team took the lead in issuing a warning through a loudspeaker.

"No."

The black team responded quickly, but the name sounded familiar to Lu Mingfei, though he couldn't quite place it.

"I still have dozens of men on my side. Can you hold off the next wave of attacks?"

"You can come and try."