Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

"Whatever." Caesar shrugged, but his gaze swept over the short knife in Lu Mingfei's hand. His smile gradually faded, and his tone became more serious: "Mingfei, the power you displayed in yesterday's battle was extraordinary. The academy's higher-ups may not have fully realized it yet, but you'd better figure out its source yourself, or something bad will happen sooner or later."

Lu Mingfei was taken aback, a sudden tightness in his chest. Looking at Caesar's unusually serious expression, he forced a smile: "You're all being so secretive, do you all know something?"

Caesar chuckled softly and said nothing more. He turned and left, leaving behind a profound statement: "Some answers you have to find for yourself, Mingfei. What others tell you may not be the whole picture."

On the other side of the training field, Chu Zihang stood in the shadows, quietly watching Lu Mingfei's figure. His gaze was deep and calm, as if he had already seen through everything.

“He will have his own path to walk,” Tian’s voice came from the side, with a hint of meaning in his tone, “but that path may be more dangerous than we imagine.”

Chu Zihang did not respond. He gripped the Dragon Cutter tightly in his hand, his eyes growing increasingly determined.

"No matter what, we must make sure he lives," Chu Zihang said in a low voice, his tone filled with unwavering determination.

Tian glanced at him, nodded, and the two turned and left together. In the distant, faintly visible academy tower, the shadow left by the Camarilla was gradually looming, and the next storm was already brewing.

The cold lights of the academy's conference room shone on the table, creating a heavy and oppressive atmosphere. Angers sat at the head of the table, his fingers lightly tapping the surface as his gaze swept over everyone present. Chu Zihang, Tian, ​​Caesar, and Lu Mingfei, who had just arrived from the training ground, sat opposite him in turn.

“The Camarilla have not ceased their operations,” Angers said, his voice low yet undeniably authoritative. “We destroyed the Abyss Crown's array, but that was only part of their plan. The next move will determine whether the dragon threat will spiral completely out of control.”

Chu Zihang spoke first, his tone calm: "Does the Secret Service have a clear next move?"

Tian pushed a document to the center of the table, and the projection of runic data unfolded in the air. He pointed to a flashing mark and said, "This is an energy fluctuation recently intercepted by the intelligence department, originating from a no-man's-land in Central Asia. These fluctuations are highly similar to the runic structure of the Crown of the Abyss, and are very likely another node of the Camarilla."

“Central Asia?” Caesar raised an eyebrow, a sneer playing on his lips. “Looks like they like to stir up trouble in this godforsaken place.”

Ignoring Caesar's joke, Tian continued, "It is speculated that this area may contain another part of the dragon ruins, and the Camarilla are trying to use it to complete their unfinished plan. If successful, they will have the ability to control multiple nodes and completely grasp the core of the dragon's will."

Lu Mingfei frowned, raised his hand, and asked in a low voice, "So... it's our turn to handle this again?"

Anger nodded: "Yes. But this mission is more complicated than before, and you need to have a clear division of labor. Some people will go to Central Asia to destroy the Camarilla's nodes, while others will stay at the academy to ensure that the Camarilla's spies have no opportunity to infiltrate."

Chu Zihang said in a deep voice, "Who decides on the group assignments?"

Angers smiled slightly and turned his gaze to the sky: "Sky, you are in charge of commanding this operation. You decide how to allocate the personnel."

Tian nodded, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone: "Chu Zihang and Caesar will come with me to Central Asia. Lu Mingfei will stay at the academy to be in charge of defense and assist the intelligence department in finding the Camarilla's spies."

"Wait!" Lu Mingfei suddenly stood up, a hint of unease in his eyes. "Why am I the one left behind again? Shouldn't this kind of thing be left to someone more capable?"

Caesar chuckled, his tone teasing: "Mingfei, don't be so quick to refuse. This is a crucial mission to protect the academy; you don't want to be called a good-for-nothing again, do you?"

Lu Mingfei glared at Caesar, but was powerless to refute. He sat back in his chair and said in a muffled voice, "Fine... I'm used to it anyway."

Tian didn't stop there. He continued to give instructions: "The mission in Central Asia will be divided into two parts. Caesar will be responsible for providing cover, while Chu Zihang and I will deal directly with the core of the Secret Society. As for the academy, Mingfei, you need to ensure that the intelligence department's instructions are carried out smoothly, and investigate suspicious persons directly when necessary."

Lu Mingfei sighed helplessly, but finally nodded.

"The operation is scheduled for tomorrow morning." Angers stood up, his tone carrying a cold, resolute force. "Everyone, prepare yourselves. The Camarilla will not give us a second chance."

After the meeting, Lu Mingfei walked alone back to his dormitory, the cold night wind making his thoughts even heavier. He looked up at the dark sky, his heart filled with turmoil.

"Why am I the one left behind again..." he complained under his breath, "I could have gone with them."

"Because you're not ready yet." A familiar voice came from behind him.

Lu Mingfei was startled and turned around to see Chu Zihang standing quietly behind him, his gaze as calm as ever.

"Chu Zihang, are you here to comfort me too?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, trying to hide his embarrassment.

“This isn’t comforting, it’s a reminder.” Chu Zihang approached slowly, his tone low and firm. “The academy’s defense mission is no easier than the front lines. The Secret Society is very likely to use spies to create chaos. If we can’t control the situation in time, the consequences will be more serious than if we fail.”

Lu Mingfei lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of his clothes: "But... can I really do it?"

Chu Zihang gazed at him, his voice unusually gentle: "You have already proven yourself at the Crown of the Abyss. In the battle to come, what you need to do is not doubt yourself, but believe that you can protect the academy."

Lu Mingfei looked up at Chu Zihang, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes, before finally nodding: "Okay, I'll do my best."

“Trying your best isn’t enough.” Before turning to leave, Chu Zihang left behind a meaningful remark: “You have to give it your all.”

After a sleepless night, as dawn broke, the academy's helicopter took off. Chu Zihang, Tian, ​​and Caesar's figures gradually disappeared into the morning light, while Lu Mingfei stood in the center of the training field, watching their departing backs.

He took a deep breath and gripped the dagger tightly. He was determined not to hold anyone back any longer. Even alone at the academy, he would protect everything here.

As night fell, a blurry figure moved slowly in the shadows of the academy. Lu Mingfei was unaware that it was a threat from the Secret Society, silently approaching.

The fierce winds of Central Asia howl, and the ancient ruins, shrouded in sand and dust, reveal a silhouette that is both dilapidated and mysterious.

Chu Zihang, Tian, ​​and Caesar stood beside a weathered stone pillar, the ground before them covered with ancient rune marks. The energy of the runes had not yet been fully activated, but the oppressive aura surrounding them made them feel uneasy.

Tian bent down to examine the rune cracks on the ground, a sharp glint in his eyes: "This is the core of the Camarilla's formation, but the core is not yet fully activated. The Camarilla clearly intends to use this environment to conduct a large-scale ritual at the node."

Caesar stood to the side, twirling the rune sword in his fingers, and said casually, "Looks like a big trap. The Camarilla really knows how to pick a spot."

“The more dangerous the place, the easier it is to cover their actions.” Chu Zihang looked around, his Dragon Cutter slightly unsheathed, the blade reflecting a cold light. His gaze stopped on a sand dune not far away, and he said in a low voice, “There’s movement.”

Caesar's expression instantly turned serious. He held the rune sword horizontally in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Friend or foe?"

Chu Zihang didn't answer, but instead strode forward, gripping the Dragon Cutter tightly in his hand. Tian Ze raised his rune spear and calmly said, "Maintain formation; we cannot be scattered."

Suddenly, the sand on the dunes exploded, and a group of fully armed members of the Secret Society rushed out. Their runic weapons emitted a blinding crimson light, and their eyes were filled with fanaticism. The leader, a man in black robes, raised his long staff, and a jet-black runic beam of light pointed directly in Chu Zihang's direction.

"Scatter!" Tian commanded, and the three quickly dispersed to each face the charging enemies.

Chu Zihang swung his Dragon Slash in an instant, a cyan-green light flashing like lightning, shattering the rune shield of the first enemy. His movements were calm and swift, the blade light intertwining with the enemy's attack, erupting with a deafening roar.

Caesar, meanwhile, engaged multiple enemies on the flank, his rune sword slicing through the air with deadly arcs, each strike bringing an enemy to the ground. He smiled knowingly, muttering, "The Camarilla's training doesn't look very good. They think they can stop us with this level of skill?"

Tianze remained at the rear of the formation, his rune spear precisely targeting the black-robed leader in the distance. Each of his strikes hit a gap in the opponent's defenses, forcing them to retreat step by step.

P.S.: Sorry I stayed up late yesterday, so I'm posting late today. Thank you for urging me to update!