Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"Let's go."

Chu Zihang turned around, greeted Lu Mingfei, held Murasame in his hand, and walked out of the burnt street.

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang with his shirtless body, and suddenly felt that he looked a bit like the Terminator played by Schwarzenegger in the Terminator. The same cold temperament and fearless fighting style were somewhat similar, but the Terminator was fighting for a mission, so why was Senior Brother Chu fighting so hard?

"Why are you standing there? The government officials will be here soon."

Chu Zihang walked for a distance without noticing the footsteps behind him. He turned around and looked at Lu Mingfei who was still in a daze and urged him coldly.

"coming!"

Lu Mingfei came to his senses and quickly followed him. With a light toss, he threw the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand back into the sword box. The sword box closed automatically and floated beside him. He put those irrelevant things behind his mind. Anyway, no matter what Senior Brother Chu was carrying, he was confident that he could cut it open with one sword. At worst, the world would be destroyed and everyone would be finished. Who was afraid of who? Just do it!

They returned safely to the hotel. It was almost two o'clock. Because so many things had happened, they were both a little tired. They went back to their rooms, took a shower and went to bed.

After taking a shower and lying on the soft big bed, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan and touched his face. Although he had returned to normal after the treatment of the Word Spirit, he could still vaguely feel some phantom pain. This was because the repair was too fast and the nerves had not yet reacted.

Looking at the white ceiling, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face. Since joining Kassel Academy, he has not had a peaceful day. Events big and small have followed one after another, challenging his already fragmented worldview.

"It's useless to think too much, it's better to sleep."

Lu Mingfei let out a sigh. He had already stepped into the mysterious door, and he was unwilling to turn back now. It would be better to fight back against the enemy with his own force and block the water with earth. After all, he still had a chance to start over, right?

Thinking about those insignificant things, Lu Mingfei's consciousness gradually became blurred, his head tilted, and he fell asleep.

In the next room, Chu Zihang was looking at his blazing golden eyes in the mirror. He had just taken a shower, and his naked upper body was covered with scars of varying sizes. Drops of water that had not been wiped clean fell from his hair, across his neat eight-pack abs, and fell heavily to the ground. He had been standing in front of the mirror for more than ten minutes, quietly thinking about something.

"Strength is not enough."

Chu Zihang murmured, and the golden flames in his eyes burned even more fiercely.

Early the next morning, Lu Mingfei was dragged out of bed by Chu Zihang, who was wearing sunglasses and had a stern face. The sleepy Lu Mingfei was stimulated by the October air in Beijing and quickly woke up. He shivered and looked at Chu Zihang, who had already dressed neatly, with a bad look.

"Brother Chu, don't you know what time we came back yesterday?"

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei expressionlessly and spoke calmly.

"Yes, I came back at 1:57 last night, but it's already 7 o'clock in the morning. Five hours of sleep is more than enough for a hybrid."

Lu Mingfei looked at the serious Chu Zihang and lost his temper. He rolled his eyes and lay down on the bed again, covering his head with the pillow, looking like he was going to stay in bed.

"The time we agreed to interview the freshmen is 8 o'clock in the morning. You'd better get up now and have breakfast. Otherwise, you can only go to the interview with the freshmen on an empty stomach."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei who was acting like an ostrich without any surprise, as he had expected this. Lu Mingfei had not yet adapted to the physical changes brought about by being a hybrid, and he still had the same work and rest schedule as an ordinary person. In fact, hybrids would not feel mentally exhausted even if they did not sleep for three days and three nights without too much mental exertion. The higher the bloodline, the longer they could last. Although the battle last night was intense, it did not last long, and five hours of sleep was enough to restore to the best condition.

"No matter what, I want to sleep. You can call me when it's time to leave."

Lu Mingfei's slightly dull voice came from under the pillow, and his voice was full of resistance to getting up.

"Okay then, I'll call you before we leave."

Chu Zihang didn't urge him any further and turned away.

After Chu Zihang left, the room fell silent again, with only Lu Mingfei's somewhat muffled cry coming from under the pillow.

"Gulu gulu gulu~"

Feeling the rebellious sound coming from his stomach, Lu Mingfei lay on the table with a weak face. Today he was wearing a neat Kassel Academy uniform. The dark green clothes with silver edges fit Lu Mingfei very well, because it was tailor-made for him, making the already handsome Lu Mingfei even more noble. However, his imagination was not very good at this time. He covered his stomach with one hand and placed the other hand on the table. His face was squeezed on the table and was a little deformed, which gave him a funny look.

"very hungry!"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but let out a wail, and looked pitifully at Chu Zihang who was serious and earnest.

Chu Zihang was also wearing a dark green uniform, but he took off his sunglasses and replaced them with colored contact lenses specially developed by the Equipment Department. The brown contact lenses fit tightly into his eyes, leaving no trace.

Chu Zihang knocked the documents in his hand on the table and put them aside neatly without even looking at Lu Mingfei. People always have to pay a price for their choices. Since he chose to sleep in, he naturally has to bear the corresponding consequences.

Seeing that Chu Zihang had no reaction, Lu Mingfei could only pick up the bottle of mineral water on the seat and take a big gulp, hoping to resist the hunger in his stomach. However, he found that it not only had no effect, but it even served to lubricate his stomach and intestines, making him even hungrier.

"Brother Chu, what time do the new students come?"

Lu Mingfei threw the empty mineral water bottle into the trash can at the door, and it went into the basket accurately. Then he asked weakly to Chu Zihang who was sitting upright.

"Well, there are about five minutes left. It's 7:55 now and we agreed to meet at 8 o'clock. In addition, this student was promoted from the preparatory class we jointly established with Peking University. We only need to do some basic research on the information. It should be quick."

Chu Zihang's voice was as calm as ever, without a trace of impatience, forming a sharp contrast with the ferocious look on Lu Mingfei's face.

"Ahhhhh, there are still five minutes left. You might as well just kill me. I'm so hungry!"

Lu Mingfei felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. His stomach was beating like crazy. If he had known he would be so hungry, he would have gotten up earlier and had breakfast!

At this moment, Lu Mingfei felt nothing but regret.