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

Chapter 289 The Storm Has Passed, and the World Returns

“But we no longer have the power of the dragon race.” Chu Zihang stood aside, his golden eyes had faded, and his gaze had returned to its deep and calm state. His tone remained calm. “If we encounter new threats, we will no longer be able to fight in the same way as before.”

"Come on, we just took down Nidhogg." Caesar shrugged, revealing a dashing smile. "For the time being, there won't be a more terrifying monster in the world. And..." He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three of them, a slight smile playing on his lips, "Even without the power of the dragons, we are still the best dragon hunters at Kassel College."

"So where do you plan to go?" Tian finally spoke, his voice still deep and steady. He looked up at the distant sky, as if he was thinking about something.

Caesar thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Monaco?"

"..."

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and bluntly exposed him: "You just want to go back to your family's old nest, don't you?"

Caesar raised an eyebrow and gave a meaningful smile: "What? Monaco is sunny, the sea breeze is warm, and it has everything from fine wine to delicious food. We can stay there for a while and take the opportunity to recover."

"You're trying to take this opportunity to squander the family's assets, aren't you?" Chu Zihang said calmly.

Caesar grinned and admitted without hesitation, "Of course, after all, we saved the world, so we deserve some reward."

Lu Mingfei sighed helplessly, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at his body, which had returned to normal. Suddenly, he felt a sense of unreality. Once upon a time, he thought his fate would be completely rewritten by the power of the dragon race, but now, he had finally returned to the realm of ordinary people—albeit through some extreme means.

He didn't know how to view all of this, but at least his heart was still beating, his companions were still by his side, and they were still alive.

"Alright, Monaco it is." Lu Mingfei shrugged lazily. "But there's a problem—how much money do we have left?"

Caesar paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Don't worry, my family account hasn't been frozen yet."

“…That’s good.” Lu Mingfei shrugged. “After all, I don’t want to work as a waiter while on vacation.”

Tian glanced at them indifferently, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "We should go."

Chu Zihang nodded. He took one last look at the coastline, seemingly still retaining some lingering fighting instincts. But in the end, he simply exhaled softly and turned to follow the three.

They've been fighting for far too long; it's time for a complete rest.

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Monaco, French Riviera

A few days later, the four arrived in Monaco. It is one of the world's most luxurious resorts, with bright sunshine, the salty smell of the sea in the air, the azure sea and white sand beaches reflecting each other, luxury yachts moored on the pier, and casinos and high-end resorts in the distance glittering, as if inviting wealthy nobles to indulge in pleasure.

Caesar naturally took them to the most luxurious sea-view villa, which had a private pool, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the boundless sea, exquisite furnishings, and top-notch dining services.

“This is the right way to go on vacation.” Caesar leaned back lazily in his deck chair, wearing sunglasses, holding a cocktail in his hand, gently swirling the liquid in the glass, and revealing a contented smile.

Lu Mingfei lay on the chair next to him, flipping through a magazine with a straw in his mouth, and said, "I'm really not used to this kind of life."

Chu Zihang sat to the side, quietly brewing tea. The sea breeze ruffled his slightly disheveled hair. He looked down at the teacup in his hand, calm as if nothing had changed.

Tian stood on the edge of the terrace, his golden eyes long gone. He rested his hands on the railing, gazing at the distant sea with a calm and profound expression. No one knew what he was thinking.

Time seemed to finally slow down; they no longer needed to be constantly on edge, no longer needed to face life-or-death choices.

Lu Mingfei stretched and sighed lazily, "It feels a bit strange, but... it's not bad."

Caesar chuckled: "You'll get used to it."

Chu Zihang raised his teacup, took a small sip, and said calmly, "We should celebrate."

Tian slowly turned his head, looked at the three of them, and after a moment, he nodded: "Indeed."

Lu Mingfei blinked, then suddenly smiled: "Then let's have a drink."

Caesar waved without hesitation: "The wine is ready."

The four men sat around a table on the terrace, raising their glasses. Sunlight fell on their profiles, reflecting their long-lost smiles.

They fought side by side through countless nights, they faced life and death together, and they carried the fate of the world on their shoulders.

But now, they can finally let go of everything and embrace their own time.

At this moment, there are no dragons, no war, and no trials.

All they had was the sea breeze, the sunshine, and each other.

They finally came to life completely.

A gentle sea breeze caressed the scene, the sky ablaze with the afterglow of the setting sun, golden light spilling across the azure sea. Seagulls circled overhead, occasionally letting out clear cries. On the distant pier, people strolled leisurely, and soft piano music drifted from a tavern; everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.

In a seaside villa in Monaco, four young people who once carried the weight of the world's destiny sit on the terrace, savoring this rare moment of peace.

Lu Mingfei leaned back in his deck chair, casually twirling a wine glass in his hand, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, a faint smile playing on his lips. Sunlight shone on his face, his black hair was ruffled by the wind, and his eyes, which once burned with golden light, were now calm and still, returning to their original state.

Caesar sat lazily to the side, wearing sunglasses, swirling a glass of red wine in his hand, a confident smile on his lips: "You guys are really boring. You finally get to relax completely, and you just sit there quietly in a daze?"

Chu Zihang lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his voice still calm: "Quietness is also a kind of enjoyment."

Tian stood on the edge of the terrace, gazing into the distance. The wind ruffled the hem of his clothes. His fists were no longer clenched, the bronze luster had faded, and his body had regained human warmth, as if he had finally been freed from the shackles of battle.

"...Is this 'human time'?" he murmured softly, his tone softening with an unprecedented gentleness.

"I suppose so." Lu Mingfei smiled gently, raised his hand, and slowly touched his wine glass to another glass on the table.

"To freedom."

"Respect us."

The four cups clinked gently, the crisp sound echoing in the air, as if announcing the end of an era and the beginning of a new one for them.

They fought in the storm and were enemies of the end. Their golden eyes witnessed the collapse of the world and chose to stand up and continue fighting countless times when they were on the verge of death.

But now, they can finally enjoy the world they fought so hard to protect, just like ordinary people.

As night fell and the stars twinkled, their laughter drifted through the night at this resort, melting into the tranquility of time with the gentle warmth of the sea breeze and the tipsy buzz of the wine.

They were once knights who hunted dragons; now, they are merely travelers among mortals.

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