Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Susie... Her family situation is rather unique, but she doesn't currently have the same worries as many Salvadorans about continuing their bloodline.

Old Tang was an orphan. Ever since the old hunter who adopted him passed away, he had been living without parents and had no one to share his family troubles with.

Lu Mingfei thought the old patriarch was finished telling his story, but after a moment of silence, the old patriarch spoke again:

"After Elena joined the Solomon Temple, she only contacted us a few times. She told us that the Solomon Temple has a special technology that can screen and match genes between mixed-race individuals to ensure that the two mixed-race individuals give birth to high-quality offspring."

"The original intention of this technology is to help those with high bloodlines find a hybrid with matching genes to give birth to an offspring with even higher bloodlines and stable bloodlines. Although the success rate is not 100%, it is quite considerable, so that powerful family bloodlines can be optimized generation after generation."

"However, this technology is generally only used by high-ranking male hybrids, because if it fails, the child born will be a powerful Death Servant who will tear the mother apart and be born directly. High-ranking female hybrids generally do not take such a risk of death."

"So that's why they collect large numbers of mixed-race women... Hiss!" Lu Mingfei gasped. "Doesn't this mean the entire Solomon Temple is engaged in this heinous business?!"

“Perhaps, but I heard from Elena that the other branch halls are more restrained and strictly follow the rules of the main hall,” the old patriarch said. “Although the original intention of this technology was to serve those in high positions, it can also be used to pair up mixed-race individuals with lower bloodlines.”

"Because ordinary people also have trace amounts of dragon genes, as long as the pairing is suitable, the offspring of a low-level hybrid and an ordinary person will have a higher bloodline. Moreover, because the starting point is so low, there is no risk of the child becoming Deadpool."

“Elena said she originally intended to bear children herself, but because the Temple of Solomon only serves male mixed-race individuals, it only collects female genetic information. She hopes that Tulio will cooperate with her and give birth to excellent offspring for the family.”

"This is too much..." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh.

People's circumstances are different, and he simply couldn't empathize with Elena's thoughts and choices.

"You didn't agree?" Old Tang asked curiously. "To be honest, although this approach seems a bit inhumane and immoral, it sounds quite tempting to me, an outsider."

Upon closer examination, his statement carries a subtle, indirect insult, implying that such an approach is unethical, yet also questioning why the Salvadorans did not agree. The subtext can be interpreted as him doubting the Salvadorans' moral standards.

But the old patriarch wasn't angry; instead, a hint of shame appeared on his face: "Actually, Roger and I were indeed tempted at first. It was Tulio who woke us up. He said he couldn't treat a living woman as a breeding tool. If he really wanted to agree, then let the two of us old folks do it ourselves. He wouldn't go."

Lu Mingfei quietly gave Tulio a thumbs up.

Tulio blinked.

“After we refused, Elena stopped talking to us, but she would occasionally go out with Xiaoqiang and Amber. The next time we met was not long ago. She… tricked Amber away,” the old patriarch said, as if he had suddenly aged. “At the time, we thought she cared about sisterly affection, but now it seems that she is probably… looking for a sacrifice to offer to the Solomon Temple.”

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a wave of fear.

In other words, Little Fairy almost switched places with Amber?

"Why didn't you think of guarding against Elena back then?" he asked instinctively.

“Who would think so badly of their own blood relatives?” Tulio said softly.

Lu Mingfei was silent.

P.S.: Chapter 2 is still being written, will be updated this afternoon, sob sob~

Chapter 88 The True Standard of Bloodline Assessment, Old Tang's Super Evolution

Santa Lucia Hill, deep within the Sacré-Cœur Basilica.

The office was decorated in an extremely luxurious style, with crystal tassels hanging from the ceiling chandelier.

Elena stood respectfully by the desk, while the branch temple master, Valdis, sat in his office chair, flipping through piles of documents.

He has a PhD in molecular genetics from Wake Forest University, and the pile of documents in his hands are almost all research reports on dragon genes, and the source of the test subjects... are those Deadpool babies that burst out of their mothers' wombs.

Logically, these documents should have either been destroyed or sent to his uncle, Inspector General Shi Lun.

But these are all valuable research materials, and Valdis secretly made a copy—just in case he could find a way to steadily improve his bloodline from them?

Although countless biological experts and scholars have studied this problem for many years, and even several Nobel Prize winners in Medicine have failed to overcome this challenge after switching to the field of dragon blood research, but... what if he does it?

Valdis was unwilling to simply give up these valuable materials.

"Elena, how are the test subjects being processed?" Valdis asked while flipping through the documents.

“The useless test subjects have all been disposed of. As per your instructions, the useful test subjects have been secretly moved to the safe house where the goods are located, and will be guarded by me and the wolf guards,” Elena said respectfully.

“Hmph… the safe house where the ‘goods’ are located,” Valdis sneered twice, “that good named Amber, she seems to be your cousin, right? You don’t even want to call her by her name.”

“I am now a member of the Temple Order. No matter who she is to me, she is just a commodity of the Temple Order,” Elena said, lowering her head.

"Hmm... Remember, don't tell anyone about the existence of those test subjects and the products, not even the Inspector General, otherwise..." Valdis gave Elena a cold look.

"Understood!" Elena quickly bowed her head and replied.

Valdis made no attempt to conceal his disdain, and he wasn't even worried that Irene might suddenly look up and see him.

The test subjects should have been disposed of, but the goods... this kind of transaction was something the entire Solomon Temple was doing, and there was no need to hide it. The branch temple masters even had so-called KPIs, and he was one of the best among them.

However, he did not register this item at the moment because he did not lack high-quality goods. Therefore, he planned to trade this item privately, and he would keep all the transaction proceeds for himself.

How ridiculous this foolish woman thought that by offering herself and her sister up, she could obtain a place from the temple to continue their bloodline...

madness!

How can a family on the verge of extinction, even if it offers everything, be worthy of the Temple's blessing? It's as ridiculous as medieval believers thinking that offering all their wealth to the church would secure them a place in heaven.

……

In Lu Mingfei's room at the hotel.

Lu Mingfei and the other three sat around the sofa.

“Alright, all the information we got from Chief Salvador about the Solomon Temple has been reported to the Academy,” Susie said, blowing on her coffee to cool it down. “We should get a response soon.”

“Judging from the current situation, the Solomon Temple is definitely not clean,” Lu Mingfei said. “I wonder how the academy will handle it. They can’t just pretend they don’t know anything, can they?”

“The Academy will certainly not tolerate this behavior, but first we need to get solid evidence, which will probably be quite troublesome,” Susie said. “Actually, every hybrid organization has a dark side to some extent, but the Solomon Temple’s behavior of disregarding human ethics is the biggest taboo.”

“But on the other hand, since they dare to do such heinous things, it must be because there are huge profits to be made,” Susie said, taking a sip of her coffee. “And these profits naturally come from their buyers. It wouldn’t be difficult for the Academy to take down the Solomon Temple, but there must be some buyers who want to protect the Solomon Temple.”

"The European mixed-race community is not a one-man show by the Secret Party. Other forces respect the power of the Secret Party, but they can't possibly obey the Secret Party blindly. It will probably be very difficult for the Academy to deal with the Solomon Temple Society."

She had expected that a young man like Lu Mingfei would be indignant, but to her surprise, Lu Mingfei remained calm and even spoke up.

"As long as the academy issues a statement guaranteeing that after dealing with the Solomon Temple, it will not disclose the transaction list or pursue those who traded with the Solomon Temple, those families that were originally tied to the Solomon Temple will probably become the ones who most want the Solomon Temple to perish."

Lu Mingfei said, "Most of the time, if people on the same pirate ship have another ship to board, the first thing they do after switching ships is to puncture the original ship and drown their former comrades."

Susie was taken aback.

That seems to make sense.

"Big brother and big sister, why are you all so calm?" Old Tang asked anxiously, even addressing the students, who were clearly several years younger than him, as "big brother and big sister." "It seems like we've offended a particularly powerful force. Are we going to get blown up by a bullet?"

“That’s wrong,” Susie corrected. “Now it’s the Solomon Temple that has offended us.”

“But the situation is beyond our control now. There are only four of us, and I’m at most half a fighter,” Old Tang said with a mournful face. “How can three and a half of us fight against an entire force?”

“The only threatening person among those people should be Inspector General Shi Lun, and if he brought his personal guards, then his personal guards could be considered as such,” Susie said. “The rest of them should not be much of a threat.”

"Really?" Old Tang felt a little relieved.

“We have Chu Zihang,” Susie said. “The president can at least take on a fifth-generation beast by himself. The Solomon Temple will not be able to kill us here unless they have a fourth-generation beast or a fighter jet. Even a tank might not be enough.”

"Holy crap! Dude, you're that strong!" Old Tang looked at Chu Zihang in shock.

In his mind as a hunter, being able to take on ten opponents at once was already an extraordinary feat, and someone like Chu Zihang could practically be called a Super Saiyan.

"Senior brother is that amazing?" Lu Mingfei was also somewhat surprised.

Susie sighed: "When the president was on a mission last time, he misjudged the target and encountered a hybrid dragon that roamed the city. It was suspected to be a fifth-generation humanoid. During the battle, the president accidentally blew up the Cape Town Baseball Centre, causing the main building to collapse and affecting tens of thousands of spectators waiting to enter. Hundreds of people were injured, but fortunately, no one was seriously injured or killed."

"Because the dragon encountered the chairman in a human body, it failed to develop a dragon body and could only exert some of its power. In the end, it was seriously injured by the chairman and escaped. Later, it was found and killed by the elite team of the Execution Department," Susie said. "By the way, remember to keep it a secret. This is classified information. Logically speaking, I shouldn't even know it."

"I rely on!"

Lu Mingfei has never seen a live dragon and has no concept of the fifth generation of dragons, but he did go to watch a baseball game when he was in Tony's world.

“Senior sister, wait a minute, let me sort this out,” Lu Mingfei scratched his head, “A standard baseball field should be around 11,000 square meters. That’s just the area of ​​the baseball field. A sports center that can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators is undoubtedly a large stadium. Including the field and the stands, it should be at least 30,000 square meters. That means that Senior brother flattened 30,000 square meters with one Monarch Flame…”

“It wasn’t a single attack,” Chu Zihang corrected. “We fought for a long time, and the enemy also unleashed the Sequence 80 Word of Power, ‘Iron Torrent’…”

"Not to mention that even if a battle were to destroy a large building, that would be ridiculous enough," Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain, "Why is it that the opponent, a pure-blooded dragon, released a Word of Power that's not even as high in rank as yours, Senior Brother? Your Monarch Flame is a full nine ranks higher than his! Which one of you is a hybrid and which one is a pure-blooded one...?"

“This involves some rather complex theories, which you should learn in the principal’s course ‘Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy’ after you officially enroll,” Susie said. “However, if you are interested, I can explain it to you in advance. By the way, I got an A in this course.”

"Could you please explain, senior sister?" Lu Mingfei said with a fawning smile, handing over a cookie with both hands—a small snack he had bought on his way back.

Just as Susie was about to take the biscuits, Chu Zihang spoke in a steady and clear voice:

"According to Thomas Hentai Morgan's 1957 paper, 'Comparison of Dragon Blood Factors with Human Genes and Major Factors Influencing Bloodline Concentration in Hybrids,' the 'bloodline concentration' that hybrids have always understood is not simply the proportion of dragon genes in the total genome..."

Before Susie could get her cookies, Lu Mingfei quickly put them away and said, "I know Morgan, the scientist in the high school biology textbook who did fruit fly hybridization experiments, the father of modern genetics. But didn't he die in 1945? Did he fake his death and go to the academy to do research?"

“Yes, he is a tenured professor at the academy.” Chu Zihang nodded.

"Damn, this academy is really full of big shots. I wouldn't mind if we found Einstein in there one day," Lu Mingfei complained. "And then what, senior?"

“Initially, before modern science had even begun to develop, ancient hybrids used bloodline concentration to measure how much dragon blood a hybrid had inherited and used bloodline concentration as a standard to classify people. Although this was practical enough, it could never explain one question—why powerful hybrids could defeat pure-blooded dragons with low bloodlines.”

“If we take the theory of bloodline concentration as the truth, then even the lowest pure-blooded dragons will far surpass the strongest hybrids,” Chu Zihang said. “But the fact is that the best hybrids in history were able to contend with the next generation and single-handedly kill the third generation of ancient dragons, such as Beowulf and Siegfried in the mythological era.”

“This clearly contradicts the theory of bloodline concentration. After all, even a sixth or seventh generation of a species has a bloodline concentration of 100% purity,” Chu Zihang said in a concise and clear manner, as if reciting a document. “Until the concept of genes appeared in modern times, bloodline concentration was considered to be the proportion of dragon genes in the body, but the above problem still cannot be explained.”

"Until fifty years ago, according to Professor Morgan's research, the real factor affecting the excellence of hybrids was not the proportion of 'dragon genes' in their bodies, but the proportion of 'superior dragon genes'—and 'superior' was the key."

"To put it simply, just as humans don't all have superior genes, even pure-blooded dragons don't all have superior genes. For example, some humans have superior athletic genes, so they have better physical abilities, while others have superior intelligence genes, so they have higher IQs."

"Therefore, superior bloodline does not actually refer to a large proportion of dragon genes, but rather a large proportion of superior dragon genes. The two are not entirely equivalent. It can only be said that people with a large proportion of dragon genes are more likely to possess superior dragon genes because of the large base, but they are also more likely to degenerate into Deadpool."

Susie didn't get the cookies, but she still magnanimously took over Chu Zihang's words and continued the explanation:

"To give a more intuitive example, a purebred fifth-generation dragon has 100% dragon genes, but it inherits only the bad genes from the dragon blood. On the other hand, a super A-grade hybrid like the guild leader only has some dragon genes in his body, but more than 70% of those dragon genes are excellent genes, the kind of good genes that only third-generation ancient dragons usually have. So he is enough to fight a fifth-generation dragon one-on-one."

"As this theory has gained widespread acceptance, the term 'bloodline concentration,' which people often talk about, has been officially defined as 'the proportion of superior dragon genes in a hybrid'," Chu Zihang continued. "Generally speaking, the content of 'superior genes' can be reflected through factors such as the degree of resonance with dragon script, physical qualities, comprehensive intelligence, and the level of the Word Spirit sequence."

“In other words, bloodline concentration cannot be specifically measured; it can only be inferred from a comprehensive assessment of various aspects,” Susie said. “Therefore, there are quite a few students in the academy whose bloodline rating has been improved after consistently demonstrating excellent performance. For example, the president’s bloodline rating rose from ‘B+’ to ‘A+’ after he enrolled, which is commonly known as ‘Super A’. He is one of only three Super A’s in the academy.”

Senior Sister Susie, you never forget to praise Senior Brother Chu no matter where you go!

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

However, this did answer his question: why, even though they were all hybrids, some of the ridiculously strong ones could fight even lower-level pure-blooded dragons.

"Furthermore, because dragon genes differ greatly from those of other species, and even do not conform to the genetic rules of other species, many scholars in the mainstream academic community now refer to dragon genes as 'dragon blood factors' to distinguish them from other genes," Chu Zihang added meticulously.

"And what about me? What do you think of my bloodline concentration?" Old Tang was still a bit confused after listening to a long string of academic explanations and didn't fully understand what they meant.

But he knew that bloodline concentration was important, so he pointed to himself and asked expectantly.