Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

"Do you sense something's wrong?" Caesar asked.

"where?"

“We’ve been hiding behind this Maserati for a while now, and we’ve just had some bullets coming at us,” Caesar said. “Normally, a car shouldn’t be able to withstand machine gun fire.”

Caesar ventured out to take a look: "The car window was hit and there are signs of damage, but it's not broken."

As he spoke, Caesar drew his Desert Eagle and fired a shot at the car door, leaving only a small dent after the sound.

“A normal car can’t even stop a small-caliber handgun bullet,” Caesar said, “but my Desert Eagle can go through a security door.”

“This car is bulletproof, and the bulletproof level is very high,” Chu Zihang said.

"Who at school drives an armored car?" Caesar asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I don't know, but it comes in handy now." Chu Zihang drew Murasame, stabbed the knife into the car door, roughly broke the lock, opened the door, and then chopped the door and hinges off.

Holding the car door up like a shield in front of him, Chu Zihang weighed it in his hand and said, "It's not very handy, but it should work."

Caesar followed Chu Zihang's example and removed the other car door, complaining, "Couldn't they have installed a more convenient handle inside the car? With this, I can only hold it by gripping the armrest."

"You can poke a hole in the handrail with a knife." Chu Zihang was already doing this when he suggested it.

Caesar followed suit, and the two arch-enemies cooperated quite well at this moment.

A moment later, two black doors burst out from the back of the Maserati. Caesar and Chu Zihang hid behind the doors, braving the impact of the hail of bullets as they charged toward the Iron Monger.

Iron Monarch aimed the machine guns on his arms at Chu Zihang and Caesar, while simultaneously firing the slightly larger caliber sniper rifle from his shoulder at Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang's charge was halted, and he staggered back several steps, leaning slightly backward and nearly losing his balance.

Caesar braved the barrage of bullets as he approached the Iron Monger. There was a car in his path, and Caesar ran towards it, hoping it could block some of the bullets. The bullets were stopped by the car body, and Caesar was just about to catch his breath, adjust his stance, and raise his shield again when the car door suddenly opened. A strong figure leaped out and grabbed Caesar tightly from the side, specifically holding both of his arms to prevent Caesar from attacking him.

Caesar was startled and instinctively tried to break free, but was astonished to find that his strength seemed to be no match for the person restraining him.

This was simply unimaginable for Caesar. He had undergone rigorous physical training since childhood. Although Chu Zihang's bloodline level seemed to be slightly higher than his, he was confident that he was superior to Chu Zihang in terms of physical fitness alone. At least in previous battles, when he swung Dick Tudor with all his might, Chu Zihang never dared to meet him head-on, but only used techniques to deflect the attacks.

This difference is due not only to the disparity in weapon quality but also to the disparity in strength.

In Caesar's memory, there was almost no half-blood who could rival him in strength at the entire Kassel College.

But the person holding him now felt to Caesar like a giant bear carved from rock. He could clearly feel the exaggeratedly bulging muscles on the other's body, and those hard muscles even gave him the illusion that he was buried in a mountain ruin.

Forced by an immense force, Caesar and the man tumbled out of the car. The car door shield fell to the ground, and Caesar and the man rolled twice in the parking lot before Caesar could finally see the other person's face clearly.

A face with a stubble beard, dark circles under the eyes, and bloodshot eyes.

The moment Caesar saw that face, his first thought was, "Who is this?"

He had done a thorough investigation of the more outstanding mixed-race students in the school, but he had no recollection of this face.

"Feige! Attack! Fire on me!" Holding Caesar firmly in his arms in the parking lot, Fingel roared, every word filled with unwavering conviction, "My credit card can't be maxed out! We have to win!"

Iron Monarch slowly raised his arm, wisps of white smoke rising from the barrel of his gun, but he didn't fire. Lu Mingfei's hesitant voice came through the loudspeaker: "But..."

"Stop with the 'buts'! Shoot!" Fingel roared, his eyes red. "This isn't a melodrama! Tranquilizer grenades won't kill anyone, junior brother, can you please stop with the sentimentality!"

"Fine!" Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and fired.

A hail of dark green bullets enveloped Fingel and Caesar, splashing green flowers all over them.

Caesar sighed resignedly and stopped struggling.

“Junior brother, the rest is up to you,” Fingel said with a relieved smile. “You have to win, my credit card bill can’t go up…”

At this point, Fingel and Caesar suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Hey? Why are the bullet wounds on us green? Has Friggia introduced a new color?" Fingel released Caesar and looked down at the dark green marks covering both of them.

The shape of the spread of the marks was no different from that of a normal Frigg bullet hit, only the color was different.

Caesar glanced down at the color of his clothes, pondered for a second, then his expression changed drastically. He looked at Iron Monger with utter disbelief: "This couldn't be...?"

From within the Iron Monger came Lu Mingfei's apologetic voice: "I was so caught up in the action that I didn't notice we were out of regular Friga ammo, so I had to use my spare. I'm sorry, senior brothers..."

"Spare ammunition? What's that?" Fingel looked bewildered.

But then he felt something was wrong: "Ouch... I... my stomach hurts a little?"

Caesar's face contorted: "Dark green...it's a new type of ammunition developed by the Equipment Department. Its effect is to cause severe diarrhea..."

"Holy crap! How could they come up with such a heinous invention!" Fingel exclaimed in shock.

Caesar clutched his stomach, looking around: "The toilet... damn it, where's the nearest toilet?!"

Fingel quickened his pace: "Yeah, where's the toilet! I'm feeling it!"

"Go east, there are toilets in the stadium!" Iron King pointed east, and Lu Mingfei's voice came from inside.

Caesar and Fingel clutched their stomachs and ran eastward, their legs slightly clenched together, their running figures revealing a hint of urgency.

Iron Monarch watched Caesar and Fingel leave together, then silently turned to look at Chu Zihang, who had already raised his shield and stealthily approached.

"Senior brother, all I have left is the diarrhea bomb," Lu Mingfei said sincerely inside the Iron Monarch.

Chu Zihang decisively dropped the car door shield and raised his hands: "I surrender."

……

Half an hour later.

Lu Mingfei, Su Xi, Chu Zihang, and Caesar met in the parking lot, where several groups of doctors in white coats were injecting drugs that broke down the anesthetic components into the anesthetized students.

Fortunately, the equipment department developed an antidote for the diarrhea bullets; otherwise, after being shot so many times, Caesar would probably be living in the toilet today.

It must be said that the equipment department's products are really powerful. Although the antidote was injected in time, Caesar's face is still noticeably pale.

“Caesar is incapacitated, and President… Chu Zihang has voluntarily surrendered. So, the victors of this one-day freedom are our Lolita faction. Do you two have any objections?” Susie asked.

Chu Zihang shook his head: "No."

Caesar slowly shook his head and said, word by word, "No."

The sound of propellers came down from the sky.

Lu Mingfei and his three companions looked up and saw a black helicopter flying in from a distance, hovering above the parking lot, with a rope ladder hanging down.

The black figure slid down the rope ladder, which was still four or five meters above the ground. The figure fell straight down without even needing to roll to dissipate the force. With its knees slightly bent, it absorbed the force of falling from two stories.

Only then did the three people, except Lu Mingfei, realize that the dark figure that landed in the parking lot was Angers, who was wearing a black tuxedo.

"Principal? You're... back from a business trip?" Lu Mingfei leaned closer.

Angers nodded with a smile: "Yes, I just came back from a coming-of-age ceremony for my old friend's great-granddaughter. Actually, I should have stayed another day, but today was a free day, and I wanted to see the energy of the young people at the school, so I came back early. Unfortunately, it seems I still missed it."

As he spoke, Angers looked around the messy parking lot and the students who were slowly waking up with a kind expression, as if he were an elder who would never get angry no matter how much the child misbehaved.

Until his gaze fell on a black Maserati with its doors removed.

“My car!” Angers exclaimed, his eyes wide.

Chu Zihang and Caesar exchanged a glance, tacitly understanding the meaning in each other's eyes—"This is bad."

Angers' gaze swept across the parking lot like a falcon's, locking onto two black car doors that had been thrown to the ground within seconds.

"Who did this?" Angers looked at Lu Mingfei and the other three and asked with a peaceful expression.

Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Susie remained silent.

Angers looked at Lu Mingfei with anticipation.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, responding to Angers with sincere and clear eyes, his face clearly saying "I don't know"—he was a loyal person, how could he betray his classmate?

“You don’t know anything, do you? You don’t know anything…” Angers pulled out his phone. “Norma! Show me the parking lot security footage!”

"Yes, Principal." Norma's sweet voice came from the phone.

A second later, a surveillance video clearly played on Angers' phone screen—a video of Chu Zihang and Caesar cutting down the car door to use as a shield.

"Chu Zihang! Caesar! You two come to my office later!" Angers' forehead veins throbbed.

Chu Zihang & Caesar: ...

……

That evening, Su Xiaoqiang and Ling were in the dormitory.

"So you just screwed over the student council president like that?" Su Xiaoqiang smirked. "He must hate you to death!"

“Swords have no eyes, so it’s inevitable. I believe Brother Caesar isn’t such a petty person,” Lu Mingfei said. “Besides, we also suffered losses. Fingel said he almost ended up in the infirmary.”

"The Equipment Department is so dangerous..." Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but sigh.

"The Equipment Department is so dangerous," Zero, who was using a computer, remarked from his desk.

"You think so too, Zero?" Lu Mingfei looked over.

Zero picked up his laptop and turned the screen toward Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang.

The screen displayed a post from the Night Watchers forum, marked as "viral" and "pinned".

The post was titled "Breaking News! All the students who participated in the Day of Freedom have transformed into loli voices and mature woman voices after the battle! Is this a distortion of morality or a decline in humanity? Is it a genetic mutation or a liberation of nature?"

"The post says that all the students who were anesthetized by Friga's bullets woke up to find their voices had changed to loli or mature female voices, regardless of gender," Zero said calmly. "This must be the work of the Equipment Department, right?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and he immediately dialed Director Akadula's number, demanding as soon as the call connected, "Director! What's going on!"

"What? What's going on? Mingfei, are you asking about the reward? Don't worry, the Equipment Department never goes back on its word, but you need to give us some time to prepare, at least until tomorrow..."

"I'm not asking about the reward! I'm asking about what other people are saying!" Lu Mingfei said with a dark face.

“Oh, you said you didn’t recommend using black and white bullets, so Karl and I discussed it and added the voice-changing component to the Friga bullets…” Director Akadula’s tone revealed a hint of excitement as he spoke at length, “We discovered that the voice-changing component and the anesthetic component hardly interact with each other, so the two components can coexist perfectly in one bullet. Do you know what this means? It means that we can develop bullets with various composite functions in the future, such as directly assembling anesthetic and diarrhea components into one bullet…”

Lu Mingfei silently hung up the phone.

A few seconds later, his phone rang.

Lu Mingfei was about to hang up when he realized that the caller wasn't the director, but... Caesar.

Lu Mingfei pressed the answer button, held the phone to his ear, and after a long while, Caesar's complex voice came through the line: "Thank you."

The call was immediately disconnected.

After a two-second pause, Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that Caesar's voice was normal.

In other words, no voice-changing ingredients were added to the diarrhea bomb—so Caesar did not become a blond, blue-eyed, big-chested, muscular man with a cute loli voice or a seductive mature woman voice.

"Who called?" Su Xiaoqiang asked curiously.