Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

"The object of our academy's research is dragons! To be more precise, the Dragon King Nidhogg!"

Before Lu Mingfei's world fell into darkness, the last words he heard were these words by Professor Guderian. The ups and downs of his voice seemed to be singing praises to the great god.

Then the whole world spun and all the lights went out.

"Lu Mingfei, what they said is true." Someone whispered in the darkness.

All the lights came on again, and it was still the same luxurious train, but Professor Guderian, Finkel and the mysterious senior sister were gone. Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw the boy he had seen in his dream at the Chicago train station sitting next to him.

“You, you, you…when did you get on the bus!?” Lu Mingfei was horrified. This boy was like a ghost, haunting him.

"I've always been here." The boy said calmly, "But there was a nasty girl next to you just now, and now she's finally gone."

"Look out the window," the boy said, "Welcome to... the land of dragons!"

Lu Mingfei followed his gaze and looked out the car window. His pupils suddenly dilated. In front of that world, he even lost the strength to breathe.

It was no longer a pitch-black night. The train was running at high speed on the vast ice field. The white ice with a slight bluish tint covered the mountains that pierced the sky. The sky was a deep blood red, and it was raining heavily. Every drop of water was bright red, flowing down the window.

Right on top of that ice peak, the giant dragon in the picture was lying quietly, with its wings hanging down to the foot of the mountain, and its thick, fishy blood dyed the entire ice peak red.

"Nidhogg, the black dragon king, was killed on his throne thousands of years ago. They called that day the 'New Era'."

The boy smiled slightly, but he looked so sad. "This is the oldest emperor that history has never recorded. On the day he died, everyone cheered."

Lu Mingfei looked at the hellish scene and couldn't help but tremble his teeth. Unspeakable fear exploded in his heart.

"Who... who are you?" He asked with difficulty: "Is this a dream?"

"My name is Lu Mingze." The boy said softly.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. Lu Mingze? Isn't that his fat cousin? This boy doesn't look like the fat boy at all.

"You have the same name as my cousin!" Lu Mingfei said in surprise.

“No, I am Lu Mingze, your… younger brother.”

The sun was setting, and in the last ray of light, two lines of tears silently flowed down the boy's cheeks.

Lu Mingfei felt that his breathing stagnated. At that moment, the boy's sadness overwhelmed him, and for an instant it seemed as if lightning had passed through Lu Mingfei's brain.

A picture flashed hideously...On a cold and rainy night, on the cold stone flower bed, raindrops fell on the leaves above his head, and he and the boy sat in the darkness, hugging each other tightly.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes suddenly and found himself lying on a leather bench, covered with a blanket. This was an elegantly decorated study room, surrounded by bookcases and a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

He pressed his forehead, and it seemed as if a blood vessel in his head was beating violently. The boy's appearance lingered in his mind, along with the despairing...huge sadness.

……

Brooklyn Hospital, New York.

It was late at night and the ward was very quiet. The women with big bellies were sleeping soundly on their beds.

Pregnant women need plenty of sleep, but because of the discomfort in late pregnancy they rarely get such a deep sleep, thanks to the incense burning in the ward.

After making sure that everyone was asleep, Chu Zihang quietly climbed out of a bed and identified the direction in the dark.

He had been pretending to be a pregnant woman before, because the enemy this time was very cunning, and any slight movement would alarm him, like a slippery big fish, and he had to be hooked with bait.

But now something unexpected happened. A freshman from the college was accidentally implicated. Somehow, this freshman attracted the attention of the criminals and was captured and controlled.

So Chu Zihang had to temporarily stop pretending to be a pregnant woman and go rescue the hostages first. It would be even better if he could meet the criminal in the process of rescuing the hostages. The mission would be completed by getting rid of him.

But maybe because the criminals had been alarmed or for some other reason, Chu Zihang didn't see anything unusual along the way.

The entire hospital was extremely quiet, as if everyone had disappeared. Only the monotonous and repetitive beeping of machines could be heard faintly in the ward.

Chu Zihang found the unfortunate freshman who had been kidnapped in the basement morgue of the hospital. The girl was wearing a white floral dress, her hands and feet were tied tightly, and her mouth was covered with a large piece of tape.

As if she heard some noise, the girl trembled and opened her eyes. It was indeed an exquisite face. The moment she opened her eyes, it was as if a perfect sculpture came to life. Even Chu Zihang was stunned.

This is a kind of respect for women and a kind of awe for beauty.

Only after the girl whimpered twice did Chu Zihang step forward and cut the ropes that bound her hands and feet, and at the same time pulled off the tape on her mouth.

The girl seemed to want to say something, but before she opened her mouth, Chu Zihang covered her mouth with his hand. Facing the girl's puzzled look, Chu Zihang shook his head at her.

Seeing that the girl seemed to understand what he meant, he withdrew his hand. The soft touch in his palm was fleeting.

Chu Zihang took the unfortunate freshman and quietly hid in a corner. After making sure that no one was around, he whispered, "Chu Zihang, Department of Mechanical Engineering, Kassel College."

"Senior brother!" The girl blinked pitifully, "I'm a freshman, Xia Mi."

"Yes, I know. Norma sent me all your information." Chu Zihang nodded: "How were you arrested?"

"I don't know. School was about to start and I wanted to have some fun. I accidentally cut my hand here. I saw a hospital nearby so I came here. But as soon as I walked in, I was knocked unconscious for no apparent reason."

Xia Mi raised her hand as she spoke. There was a hideous wound on the palm of the girl's slender white hand, as if it had been scratched by some sharp weapon.

The wound looked very abrupt on the girl's perfect hand, as if a perfect painting had been painted with ink.

"Did you see the man's face clearly?" Chu Zihang asked.

"No, he attacked me from behind. It was so sudden that I didn't know what happened." Xia Mi looked a little depressed: "It's my fault for being too careless."

"He must have sensed your bloodline and thought you were here to arrest him, so he took the initiative."

"That guy is very dangerous and may have lost control. You are lucky. For some reason, he didn't kill you."

Xia Mi nodded as if she understood, looking at Chu Zihang with clear eyes, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang asked her.

Xia Mi was a little confused, and asked carefully: "Brother, are you playing some weird game? Why... uh, are you dressed like this?"

Chu Zihang was stunned and looked down at himself.

Time was tight and he had no time to change his clothes, so his current image is still wearing a long wig, maternity clothes, and a pillow tied to his belly.

Because his makeup skills were so poor, he let his hair down to cover his face. His image at this time was probably between a female ghost and a pervert.

Chu Zihang was a little embarrassed: "It's necessary for the mission. The target of this mission is pregnant women who are about to give birth. In order to catch him and protect the pregnant women, I dressed like this."

"Oh, I understand. Senior Brother, you not only pretended to be a pregnant woman, but also lived with a pregnant woman, right?" Xia Mi's dark eyes rolled in her eye sockets, and she said seriously, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will keep it a secret."

"But speaking of which, I thought you had some weird quirks, and I thought since you saved me I should just pretend I didn't see it. After all, there are so many people with weird quirks nowadays. Am I being very considerate, brother?"

Looking at the girl's sincere eyes, Chu Zihang didn't know what to say for a moment and could only nod in agreement.

This freshman schoolgirl was obviously a little overwhelmed for him. In such a harsh environment, he didn't know whether this schoolgirl was careless or what. Not only was she not afraid at all, but her head was full of weird ideas.

Chu Zihang even felt as if he had saved a female Finger.

In order to prevent the girl from continuing to talk nonsense, Chu Zihang decided to send her out first. As a result, at this moment, a sharp sound suddenly came from outside the morgue, as if something heavy was hit on the ground.

His eyes suddenly flashed, and Chu Zihang pulled Murasame out from the pillow tied to his stomach, and quickly approached along the wall.

Xia Mi followed him and looked at him in shock as the knife was pulled out of his stomach. She seemed to say something. Chu Zihang didn't hear it clearly, but it didn't seem to be anything good.

But Chu Zihang was not in the mood to care about it now. He kicked open the door of the morgue and his pupils suddenly contracted when he saw the scene outside.

The floor was deeply sunken, and a man was trapped in it, covered in blood. It was obviously this guy who made the noise just now. His body was deflated, as if he had been forcefully smashed into the ground.

Next to the man, the girl in a black windbreaker was rubbing her wrist slowly, making no secret that she was the one who had just done it.

What a terrifying force it was, it smashed the man directly into the ground, and it looked like he couldn't even be dug out.

"Senior Brother, slow down!" Xia Mi followed out and was also shocked when she saw the scene.

She seemed a little scared and subconsciously tried to grab the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes, but she missed.

Because Chu Zihang walked forward the moment he saw the girl in the black windbreaker.

"Senior Brother!" Xia Mi called him, but Chu Zihang just looked back at her and continued to walk towards the girl without hesitation.

When Yuan Zhinu raised her eyes, she saw the beautiful, angel-like girl gritting her teeth, with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.

Yuan Zhinu admired her expression with great interest, but received a fierce glare from Xia Mi in return.

Chapter 184 Weak Girls

"Sister, why are you here?"

In the dim corridor, Chu Zihang asked in a low voice.

Yuan Zhinv glanced at him, her eyes focused on his attire, with a strange expression: "Didn't the professor tell you to send someone to help you?"

"I did, but I didn't say it was you." Chu Zihang paused: "I guessed he might look for you, but I didn't expect you to come."

"How is your injury? When I came back, you had already returned to Japan."

In fact, Chu Zihang was not very familiar with this mysterious senior sister, mainly because he had little chance to get along with her.

The only two times they traveled together was when Genjitsu went to China to pick him up for school, but ended up taking him straight into the Nibelungen Desert; and another time was in the Sahara Desert, where she went crazy during the mission and almost killed him.

But Chu Zihang was always grateful to this senior sister. It was she who took him to cut off the viaduct that had trapped him for countless years on a rainy night, and at the same time, she also cut off the endless nightmare that had troubled him for years.

She also told him that God could also be trampled underfoot. If fate was unfair, then fuck it.

However, this senior sister seemed to be always busy. Although they were the same tutor and in the same club, Chu Zihang rarely saw her in the academy.

Not only Chu Zihang, but for all the students in this academy, the four words "Feng Jian Liuli" are like a mysterious legend.

Everyone knows her, everyone is curious about her, but no one really understands her.

Chu Zihang occasionally asked Susie, but even though they were roommates, Susie knew very little about Fengjian Liuli.

The only surprise is probably that this unapproachable S-class who seems like a flower from the high mountains actually has a very good relationship with the academy's famous red-haired priestess Nono.

But the reason why Nono is called the red-haired witch is because her ideas are always so wild and unrestrained that people can't grasp her thoughts at all, and she is also difficult to approach.

Therefore, those who wanted to get to know Fengjian Liuli through Nuonuo had to return empty-handed. Fengjian Liuli was still the most mysterious student in the entire academy. There were even rumors that even the principal found it difficult to meet her.

Chu Zihang didn’t know whether it was difficult for the principal to see her. Anyway, he hadn’t seen this senior sister for a long time.

So even though the situation was obviously wrong, he immediately stepped forward. This was the most basic respect he could express.

But Gen Chitose was obviously not very interested in him. Apart from taking a second look at his image at the beginning, she behaved quite calmly.

In response to his concern about the injury, Yuan Zhinv casually replied, "It's okay."

Chu Zihang nodded when he heard that, and half squatted down to observe the big hole in the ground and the guy in the hole who was deader than dead.

"After you entered the morgue, he was secretly observing from outside." Yuan Zhinv said, kicking the heavy padlock on the ground with her toes: "It seems that he wants to lock you up."

"He must be the one who stole the baby." Chu Zihang said after studying it for a while: "Although his face is no longer clear, his body shape basically matches the target characteristics sent by the professor."

"But didn't you say this guy was dangerous?" Xia Mi came over curiously, looking around: "How could he be solved so easily?"

Chu Zihang hesitated and didn't know how to answer. Judging from the information, this guy was brutal and his bloodline was suspected to be out of control. The most important thing was that he was very cunning and vigilant. He was indeed dangerous.

But danger also has different levels. In front of that girl, a guy of this level is probably not even worthy of her looking at him straight in the eye.

But this is not easy to explain to the freshman. You can't just say that your senior is too strong. In front of your senior, these little Karamis are really not good enough, right?

If it was Fenger or Lu Mingfei standing at this moment, they would definitely say this directly, but the one standing here is Chu Zihang. As a science and engineering man recognized by the college as having an expressionless face, he can only explain seriously:

"He is indeed dangerous to ordinary hybrids."

He even gave an example: "For example, your bloodline level is 'A', which is very excellent, but you were still easily captured, which means that his strength is far superior to yours."

Xia Mi glared: "What? I was ambushed! That doesn't count, it doesn't count!"

Chu Zihang nodded obediently: "Okay, but assuming you are not being ambushed, you should not be his opponent."

Seeing Xia Mi's dark face, Chu Zihang thought for a moment and found an excuse for her: "But you are a freshman and have not received systematic training and learning. It is more difficult to deal with such a difficult guy."

Chu Zihang had read Xia Mi's file, and he wanted to know who was implicated.

The student files managed by the Intelligence Department of Kassel College have always been known for their CIA-like rigor.

They make anyone's file look like a dark history, covering everything from date of birth to educational experience since childhood and family members, just like the information of a wanted criminal.

What lit up the file was Xia Mi's photo, a close-up shot taken with some small camera. Her hair was dyed dark brown, and she had dark contact lenses. She turned her head in the sunset, with her yellow bow ribbon flying.

It's beautiful, but also very unconventional and impressive.

So when Chu Zihang saw Xia Mi, who was wearing a white floral dress and looked so pure and beautiful, he almost didn't recognize her.

Xia Mi pouted unhappily. She looked at Yuan Zhinu, her dark eyes rolling around, making her look particularly mischievous.