Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 7 The Cold-Blooded Killer Chu Zihang
"The target exhibits slight incoordination in a large number of movements, presumably due to a rapid increase in physical strength over a short period, from which they haven't fully adapted yet..."

"He appeared to have experienced a sudden and significant increase in appetite, which was confirmed by subsequent investigations. He ate more than 20 steamed buns for breakfast, weighing a total of 2-3 kilograms, and ate a similar amount of food for lunch..."

"Hmm, such binge eating is rare. It might be an isolated case, or it might be related to his Word of Power..."

"In short, that's how it is... The target has shown signs of bloodline awakening, which should have happened a week ago, or even earlier."

"However, he's now suspicious of me, and we need to assign other specialists to conduct further verification..."

Late at night, in a suite at the Regent Hotel.

The man, whose appearance exuded a blend of gentleness, arrogance, and a typical office worker, has finished his report.

Quietly wait for the instructions from the other end of the phone.

A moment later, upon hearing the hoarse male voice coming from the phone, a relieved smile finally appeared on his face.

"Okay! Got it! Thank you, Minister!"

After hanging up the phone, the man couldn't help but clench his fist tightly.

Seven years!
Damn it! It's been seven whole years!

The damn observation mission is finally over!

God knows how he spent those seven years. I heard that other executives flew all over the world every day after graduation to carry out missions with sexy female classmates.

I used to see photos posted by seniors in the group chat: speeding along Cuban highways while smoking cigars, applying sunscreen on a Hawaiian beach, rowing a boat on the Mekong River with a Southeast Asian girl they met...

He was so incredibly envious!
When it was his turn to assign the assignment, it went from "007" to "966"!

At this moment, Mr. Liu from the property management company... no, it should be said that Chen Huayi, the B-level executive officer of Kassel College, had already dropped his disguise.

He no longer looks like the middle-aged man he did during the day.

Although the top of his head is still barren, his appearance has improved significantly. Wearing a wig, he might even get asked for his contact information by young girls on the street.

This is a common characteristic of mixed-race groups; they all possess dragon blood and are generally handsome men and beautiful women.

His task was to periodically impersonate various common professions, such as tutor, newspaper clerk, repairman, courier, water meter reader, etc., to get in touch with a seemingly ordinary boy.

Although it sounds a bit Japanese, it's actually quite righteous.

He was supposed to go to his wife's house for dinner today, but he skipped it because of this stupid task. He got a good scolding from his father-in-law on the phone, and he's in a really bad mood.
But when faced with Lu Mingfei's provocative questions in the afternoon, he still responded with an awkward but polite smile, instead of saying anything strange.

After packing all the disguise tools into a briefcase with a picture of a half-decayed giant tree on it and sealing it, Chen Huayi breathed a sigh of relief.

Even now, he still doesn't understand why the higher-ups value Lu Mingfei so much.

Typically, observers like him would not observe potential hybrid species in the human world for more than three months.

However, the observation of Lu Mingfei continued from the age of 12 to 18.

Seven years of undercover observation have transformed him from a spirited young dragon slayer into a typical corporate slave accustomed to working overtime and staying up late.
He even got married and had children.

The boy, however, remained unchanged, or rather, he became increasingly unhealthy.

Parents going out to work, being bullied by uncles and aunts, becoming increasingly withdrawn... This is the perfect template for a left-behind child!

Besides Chen Huayi, there are more than a dozen executives in this coastal city who observe the boy's growth trajectory from different perspectives.

They are all the best observers.

However, the task is merely to observe, and no intervention is permitted.

"Could it be that his parents have very strong bloodlines? The combination of two highly mixed-race individuals could indeed have a 'purification effect,' giving birth to a little dragon person who exceeds the 'critical bloodline limit.'"

"But are there really such unlucky little dragons... Oh well, it's none of my business anyway, at least it's over." Chen Huayi shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

……

Soon, the report was compiled and placed on the desk of the principal of Kassel College.

This is a mountain college located in the far suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA.

He always considered slaying dragons as his mission.

For over a century since its founding, the school has sent countless dragon-slaying elites to all corners of the world.
Of course, the so-called "dragons" being slain include not only the pure-blooded dragons with fire-breathing wings and an appearance resembling a Western lizard, as in the traditional sense, but also many hybrids with human appearances but whose hearts are corrupted by dragon blood or desires, and whose stance is completely contrary to humanity.

"The fact that the bloodlines of the two S-class hybrid children have awakened ahead of schedule is no small matter."

At that moment, CEO Schneider's cold, hoarse voice came through the phone.

What a B-level specialist couldn't know was no secret to him.

Lu Mingfei's parents are both extremely rare S-class mixed-race individuals.

When Lu Mingfei was pregnant, he did not mutate in his mother's body, so according to their speculation, there was a very high probability that he would be born as an S-class hybrid.

Such a person might only appear once every ten years or so, destined to be the undisputed king of the mixed-race world, a born 'The One,' just like Angers, the principal of Kassel College.

This old principal has ruled the battlefield of dragon slaying for over a hundred years, remaining active from the late 19th century to the present day.

"Chen Huayi is right, this matter does indeed need further verification."

Listening to the executive director's suggestion, an elderly man over 130 years old, sitting in his office chair and leisurely sipping Wuyishan Da Hong Pao tea, asked: "So... who should we send to verify this?"

Schneider's voice came through the phone again: "Chu Zihang."

“That sounds a bit selfish,” Angers said with a smile. “Chu Zihang is your student.”

Schneider's voice remained indifferent: "The report mentioned that Lu Mingfei showed a high degree of vigilance. Sending strangers to contact him again could trigger uncertainties. Chu Zihang, who graduated from Shilan High School, is the best candidate. They are alumni."

“Oh, it just so happens that Chu Zihang is spending the Chinese New Year in Binhai.” Angers seemed thoughtful, but did not immediately agree.

“Yes, and Chu Zihang is very outstanding. He hasn’t graduated yet, but his mission success rate is already 100%, with eight missions completed without a single failure,” Schneider said.

"You mean eight missions and eight demerits? I heard the old guys in your execution department nicknamed him 'Cold-Faced Killer'."

Angers remained noncommittal.

“Lu Mingfei doesn’t know any of this,” Schneider said calmly. “The most crucial point is that if he really has a tendency to lose control, Chu Zihang has the ability to deal with him, even if Lu Mingfei is an S-class.”

"There is an old Chinese saying that speed is of the essence in war. This matter should not be delayed for too long. Chu Zihang is the most suitable candidate."

“Okay, you’re right.” Angers finally made the decision. “But I believe Chu Zihang will handle his relationships with his classmates well.”

“Of course, if Lu Mingfei is in good health, I wouldn’t mind trying to become his mentor after he enrolls,” Schneider said frankly.

"Hehehe, see, the fox's tail has been revealed. I knew no one would not want to be the mentor of an S-class student."

Angers laughed for a while, then suddenly asked.

"By the way, how's your research in the Arctic going? Is this earthquake related to dinosaur activity?"

"The icebreaker arrived near the epicenter an hour later, and the underwater sonar system has not detected anything unusual so far."

Schneider's voice was calm, with the faint background sound of a turbine turning on the phone.

"Okay, I will keep an eye on it and stay in touch."

(End of this chapter)