Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 88 A day of freedom, roar of gunfire!

The last night before Freedom Day.

The office buildings of major social groups were brightly lit, and they were working overtime to discuss some operational plans.

The club leaders are not so crazy as to say "every day is free after 23:59". They all tacitly ensure that club members get enough sleep before morning.

Rushing out to launch a surprise attack late at night will only bring the rare school celebration to an end early. Not getting enough rest means that students cannot fully enjoy the day. It is a losing business no matter what.

This day of freedom was named the "Half-Blood War" by the leaders of the clubs, mainly the leaders of the Student Union and the Lionheart Club.

Except for the non-war zones designated by the school, all places can theoretically be completely destroyed, whether by guns or words.

There was also a psychopath with the potential to be in the equipment department who suggested taking some dangerous goods out of the ice cellar, but Caesar decisively rejected it after he knew what the dangerous goods were.

Caesar's original words were "I will consider recommending you to intern in the Equipment Department." This guy whose mind is full of strategic destructive weapons is indeed suitable for further study in the Equipment Department.

The lights were bright, and only the food in the corner was quiet. The retired emperor Lu Zao was drinking with Yue, and his lackey Lu Mingfei was pouring wine diligently beside him.

"You kid didn't even go to the combat meeting?"

Lu Zao was puzzled: "Or have you already been assigned your tasks? How do you have time to come and drink with me?"

Lu Mingfei smiled widely: "I'm worried that Brother Zao will be lonely. After all, you're the only one in the food club."

"Besides, the boss also said that I'm not good at commanding and leading. After the day of freedom begins, I only need to follow orders and determine tactical targets. In other words, I will be a vanguard general and a reckless man."

"Senior Waste Brother is also of this character. Now he is also stirring up trouble in the Night Watch community. I guess Boss Caesar also thinks that he is not suitable for being a commander."

Lu Zao nodded: "Well, that's not wrong, so is there any other reason? If you want to find me, shouldn't you go to the dormitory first?"

Lu Mingfei chuckled: "Brother Zao understands me. Coming to accompany you is indeed the main point. Of course, there is another important reason."

"We successfully used electricity to cook the remaining fried tumbleweeds. Theoretically, the food energy also saw a small increase. It's like pouring half a bottle of fuel into a campfire?"

"So I was thinking if those transfer students wanted to make some moves, tonight might be the night."

Lu Zao became interested and took the bottle and poured a glass for Lu Mingfei.

“Then why not a free day.”

Lu Mingfei spread his hands: "One day of freedom sounds very free, but the safety of the entire academy must be firmly controlled by the school, because some major dangerous accidents cannot occur."

"Tomorrow looks like a good time to take advantage of the situation, but any unusual behavior will definitely catch the attention of the school, especially the principal who is already on alert."

Lu Zao nodded in approval: "Not bad, Xiaolu, you are really meticulous. Why didn't I notice this trait of yours before?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head: "Well, based on my previous external image, I basically didn't have the opportunity to let people know that I have this characteristic."

Who would pay attention to a loser, and who would turn their attention to the inner qualities of a loser with a messy hair.

Lu Zao smiled and said, "It will happen. Come, have a drink."

After three rounds of drinks, Lu Mingfei was already a little tongue-tied.

"Brother Zao, Hiccup, are you and Sanhu like those traditional villains who have everyone's skills and your own skills?"

Lu Zao laughed: "That's impossible. I will only learn something if I see something useful or suitable. I'm not a god. It's impossible for me to know everything."

"For example, Erlang's Filial Piety Fist. Where can I find the conditions to learn that move?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled: "Fatherly Kindness and Son Filial Piety Fist?"

Lu Zao nodded: "Erlang was a wolf boy raised by the Wolf King, one of the Eight Kings of the previous generation. When he was fighting with his father, he broke one of the Wolf King's teeth and used it as a weapon." Lu Mingfei:
He remembered that this was indeed the case. The "Gines Fist" of the Second Wolf, which even he himself could not control, did need to rely on the teeth of the Wolf King to be activated.

It is indeed what Brother Zao described as the "fatherly kindness and filial piety fist". This kind of artifact and ultimate skill is indeed difficult to replicate.

After the five dishes, Lu Mingfei was already half drunk, and like Lu Zao, he fell into a stage of doubting his life.

In her previous life, Xia Mi almost tore down the academy when she went to look for Constantine's dragon bones. Why did she become so obedient after enrolling in this life? This is neither scientific nor dragon-like!

Lu Zao was confused: "That shouldn't be the case. Is there really no emergency?"

Lu Zao did not play games in the dormitory but was in charge of the food party. The reason was just as Lu Mingfei said.

He suspected that someone or a dragon would come to cause trouble.

Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes and lay on the table.

"Brother Zao, do you think they are playing the long game, like a long-term espionage operation?"

Lu Zao nodded reluctantly: "At the moment, this is the only option. You go back to the dormitory first, and we will talk about the rest later."

The two actually guessed correctly, but only partially.

Because of a certain black-haired dragon king who had originally planned to cause trouble, she was currently lying on her bed in the dormitory, falling into some kind of self-doubt.

The words "Xia Mi, long time no see" truly broke the Dragon King's heart.

Xia Mi had begun to wonder if she had become weaker or something, as she couldn't even tamper with the memories of a hybrid.

Whether it is windy or rainy, the sun will rise as usual.

The school cafeteria welcomes batch after batch of students. Students who come to eat at different times all wear the same uniform, just like different tour groups have reserved the right to use the restaurant at different time periods.

At eight o'clock, the tall and strong cafeteria employee, who was also a staff member of the school's engineering department, calmly took out his bulletproof vest from the employee closet and put it on. He also hung all the automatic firearms on the coat rack for easy access.

boom!
The sound of a cannon completely opened the curtain for the Day of Freedom. The first thing that came into view was a building whose corner was shattered by the artillery fire, just like the terrain destruction mechanism in the Battlefield game.

The sound of automatic fire and the dull rumble of sniper rifles intertwined, and the projectiles that were like an ancient rain of arrows were like fleas, flying all over the academy.

There were constant rumbling sounds and shouts of killing. The students who were charging in the front had already started fighting. Some had even drawn out their short weapons and started hacking at each other, all with excited smiles on their faces.

This free day is unprecedented. Due to the rule that allows the use of words, even the most homely students can't help but be tempted.

First of all, you can use words to do whatever you want.

Secondly, who doesn’t want to tear down their alma mater for fun!
"These little bastards actually used cannons, where did they get them from!"

Manstein, who had been talking about student safety a few nights ago, was stunned, and the soul of the dean in his body was burning fiercely.

Schneider and the principal were smoking calmly in the executive hall. The executive hall, which was supposed to be responsible for the safety of dragons around the world, became a good place for school leaders to watch live broadcasts.

Originally, Ange proposed to go to the Equipment Department, but he was threatened with death by the lunatics who were receiving him in biochemical protective suits, so he had to settle for the next best thing and go to the Execution Hall.

"Bitch, it's your turn."

Flamel, who was holding a bottle of wine next to him, chuckled, and the majesty in his golden eyes flashed away.

Words and commandments.

Release.

(End of this chapter)