Know Yourself in the Dragon World

"How is Lu Mingfei?"

In the pitch-black room, bright and majestic golden pupils lit up, and the voice was low, slightly old, but full of magnetism.

There should be a decent lamp here to illuminate everything, something luxurious enough, like a French Baccarat crystal chandelier.

But what they did...cannot be seen in the light...

"Everything is normal, but...he has a new friend, who seems to be a mixed-blood as well."

Another pair of golden eyes lit up, and from the voice it could be determined that the speaker was a young man, with a lazy tone and a hint of sleepiness.

"Friend?" The old man was silent for a moment. "Have you investigated his background?"

"I have done some research. My father died in 1994, and my mother went abroad and married a wealthy man in Los Angeles. He lives alone, and his mother transfers money to his account every month," the young man replied.

"A person? How do you know he might be a mixed-race?" the old man asked again.

"Blood Sorrow," the young man said, "He and Lu Mingfei seem to be attracted to each other."

There was silence again, and the two pairs of golden eyes gradually dimmed until the room was completely dark.

"If there is any unexpected situation, report it in time." The old man's footsteps faded away.

"Okay, Principal."

……

“Don’t use your ID card to buy tickets. Buy scalper tickets and buy them to three different places at once.” Mr. Han taught patiently.

Han Qiu has already bought diving equipment under his guidance. Thanks to having learned swimming in college and his current physical fitness, diving is not a difficult task for him.

Now all that’s left is to buy the tickets. Everything is ready, waiting to set off.

"Why do these things have to be done so covertly?" Han Qiu was puzzled as he was packing his luggage.

"Someone will notice you." Mr. Han said, "The half-rotten world tree, Kassel Academy."

"Kassel College? The one Chu Zihang went to?"

"Yes. Dragon Slayer Academy, a gathering place for elite hybrids. And your good friend Lu Mingfei has been on their admission list for a long time."

Han Qiu took a deep breath. He had a bad feeling. "Will you assign me a mission to enter Kassel College one day?"

"bingo."

"I'm dizzy."

"Are they strong?"

"Not bad, the front line in the battle against dragons. The power behind it is the secret party, which has a history of thousands of years."

Mr. Han simply spent half an hour explaining Kassel College and the Secret Party to Han Qiu. It was relatively simple, and he didn't say much about the in-depth things, but just gave a brief introduction.

After all, he had to go there, so it wouldn't hurt to know in advance. But knowing too much would make Han Qiu feel scared.

After hearing this, Han Qiu opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Are you shocked?" Mr. Han asked with a smile.

"What Harry Potter?" Han Qiu complained, "You're not asking me to deal with Voldemort, are you?"

"If you are talking about the main world, I can say that Voldemort is not even worthy of carrying Nidhogg's shoes."

"I see. Okay, I'll go buy the scalper tickets now."

Han Qiu was still worried that this trip was too dangerous, so he asked, "Mr. Han, are you sure I won't die with your help? That's the King of Bronze and Fire!"

"Don't worry." Mr. Han put his hands behind his back and walked to the balcony.

The light penetrated his body, illusory and fleeting, and fell in a corner of the room.

"Just the Bronze and Fire King."

"Mr. Han, who are you?" Han Qiu asked.

If Mr. Han was a character in the original work, with his extraordinary abilities, even if Han Qiu had not read the book, he would inevitably hear others mention him, or see him while watching short videos.

Just like the existence deep in Lu Mingfei's soul, Han Qiu had heard of it.

The little devil, or Lu Mingze.

But Mr. Han, I have never heard of it.

"You'll know later." Mr. Han made a "hush" gesture, "We are all outsiders."

……

The environment in a black Internet cafe is never worth looking forward to. It is always filled with smoke, and the network administrator always occupies one machine. You have to shout at the top of your lungs before someone comes to serve you.

Lu Mingfei chose a seat in the corner, and coincidentally, Han Qiu also sat there every time he came.

Turn on the computer and log in to QQ first.

He was not in a hurry to start a game, but was waiting for news from someone.

who?

Well, there was nothing to wait for, she rarely sent messages to herself.

And she knew that she would only be online at night.

Lu Mingfei thought he should start a game, but he also wanted to take the initiative to send her a message to tell her: I can also be online during the day.

Ding ding ding ding.

The group avatar of the literature club suddenly flickered.

Lu Mingfei quickly clicked on it. In fact, he would see the news sooner or later.

Chen Wenwen: Do you have time the day after tomorrow? How about having a tea party at school?

Lu Mingfei: I agree!

Xu Yanyan: Yes.

Xu Miaomiao: Of course, I’m so bored at home during the holidays.

Zhao Menghua: It’s vacation time, so let’s not go back to school. I’ll pick a place and we can have a meal together. I’ll treat you.

Xu Miaomiao: The boss is awesome!

Xu Yanyan: The boss is handsome!

Lu Mingfei's fingers hovered over the keyboard. He preferred to organize activities at school. If they were outside...it was basically Zhao Menghua's event, and occasionally Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiang's.

Lu Mingfei: I support.

But he still pressed the enter key reluctantly.

It was rare for Lu Mingfei to participate in group chats during the day, and he didn’t want to be an invisible person.

Chen Wenwen: Very good. By the way, where is Han Qiu? @韩秋

Lu Mingfei: He went out traveling.

Zhao Menghua: I’ll give you a seat today.

The rest was Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao praising Zhao Menghua, and Lu Mingfei had no intention of reading any further.

He clicked on Chen Wenwen's homepage and stared at the profile picture of the girl in the baseball cap for a minute or two.

"What's the content of this tea party?" He decided to send a message.

He pondered for some time about the word "Yeah".

Chen Wenwen: Let’s talk about the books I read after the holiday. You reminded me, but I forgot to notify the group. Thank you.

She didn't seem surprised that she was online during the day.

Lu Mingfei: It’s okay, it’s okay. I just asked.

However, Chen Wenwen did not reply. When Lu Mingfei entered the group, she just sent a notification and there was no further news.

Even the avatar turned gray.

Maybe there's something else I'm busy with.

Maybe, perhaps, probably.

"Cut a handful?" The panda head jumped.

Lu Mingfei only knew that his name was Lao Tang, and that he was in the United States and was pretty good at playing StarCraft.

I got to know him because of StarCraft.

Netizens should keep a distance from each other, or rather, there should be a distance between them.

"It should be daytime over there, right? It's rare to see you online during the day." Old Tang sent another message.

Someone was surprised, but it was not the person Lu Mingfei was waiting for.

It’s not that person, so there’s less joy after all.

Lu Mingfei: Sure.

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"Hello, who is it?"

Han Qiu just got off the train and couldn't stand it anymore. He quickly got to the high-speed train. He had been riding on the green train all day and still had no seat ticket. He was exhausted.

Damn scalpers!

"I am Lu Mingfei."

Han Qiu looked at the phone number and asked, "A public phone?"

"Yes." Lu Mingfei smiled frivolously, "It's awkward to call home. Have you arrived yet?"

"Yeah, I just got here. Tell me what you want, so I don't waste your money."

"The literature club is going to hold a tea party tomorrow."

"I know. Chen Wenwen called me and told me."

"Oh."

"What happened?"

"Nothing, just asking if you've arrived."

"Is it really okay?"

"It's okay." Lu Mingfei's tone was extremely affirmative.

Han Qiu suddenly felt warm in his heart and said, "That's fine, I'm here, don't worry."

"Well, I'll hang up then."

59 seconds, just right.

Staring at the phone screen, Han Qiu laughed a few times.

It would be nice if this kid Lu Mingfei was a girl.

He thought so.

The rails stretched into the distance, the train started off again, and the roar gradually faded away.

The platform became deserted, the sky was a little gloomy, and the clouds were gray.

"It's going to rain." A middle-aged man with a backpack passed by Han Qiu.

Well, it's going to rain.

Han Qiu did not go to Bashu, nor did he go to the beach.

He came to the mountain city, also called the river city, and no one knew him.

There is a river in the mountain city and there is a mountain in the river city.

Something will be buried here, something has been buried here.

"Do you know the butterfly effect?" Mr. Han said as he stood on the railroad tracks. "Or, do you know the wildfire effect?"

"I know the butterfly effect, but what is the wildfire effect?" Han Qiu murmured.

"The mountains stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles, and they stretch on and on. You just light the fire, and it has nothing to do with you where it burns."