Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Chapter 233 The Life of an S-Rank Otaku

Dragon Kingdom, highway.

Eight-legged steeds galloped, breathing in blue lightning through their mouths and noses.

Odin, holding Gungnir in one hand and the reins in the other, gave a sharp tug and gazed intently in that direction.

"Oh, it ended so quickly. Who could it be? The new White King?"

Odin hesitated, unsure of what to do. His eight-legged steed shook its head. It was just a horse; it didn't need to think too much. As long as it ran fast enough, that was enough.

Inner monologue: "If I go now, I might run into the New White King. She seems to be on that kid's side. But if I go, I'm a little worried that she might devour the Black Sovereign's bloodline, and then I really won't be able to stop her. Oh well, let the little devil handle it himself."

Odin made a quick decision, turning around and reining in his horse to return along the same route.

Little Devil: "..."

Kassel Academy.

The campus has been unusually quiet these past few days.

The news that Ye Jingchen had declared war on all mixed-race forces was suppressed by the school board and the school staff.

The student council and the Lionheart Club haven't held any more dances.

Caesar was urgently transferred by the elders of the Gattuso family and returned to the Gattuso estate.

Lu Mingfei spent all his time following Fingel, wandering around the academy, looking here and there.

Principal Angers was away on a business trip, discussing Ye Jingchen's declaration of war with the secret board of directors.

Lu Mingfei is currently the only S-level hybrid in Kassel College, and he receives a lot of attention every day, especially from teachers of various subjects, who all show him extra "concern".

Every now and then, they would call on Lu Mingfei to answer questions, or during physical fitness tests or demonstrations of the power of words, they would have Lu Mingfei stand up and show everyone his skills!

However, Lu Mingfei's performance was not as good as those of the mixed-race family students. Many times, he was able to get out of awkward situations only with the help of a classmate named Renata.

Having experienced being ambushed and beaten by Ye Jingchen in China, Lu Mingfei's counter-surveillance awareness is now exceptionally strong. He always notices that Renata unconsciously looks at him. "This little girl must have some thoughts about me. I need to stay away from her."

To avoid Renata, Lu Mingfei started taking leave and returned to his life as a homebody.

Of course, this is only one of the reasons. After all, compared with the elites from those mixed-race families who studied at Kassel College, Lu Mingfei still felt somewhat frustrated.

As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Under the influence of his roommate and senior, Fingel, Lu Mingfei began to live a life of slacking off in the college, skipping all elective courses and selectively skipping required courses.

The dimly lit dormitory room reeked of alcohol.

Lu Mingfei lay on the bed, feeling parched. He licked his wrinkled lips and slightly opened his eyes. In the room, only a beam of light shone through the curtains at the window.

He picked up his phone from beside his pillow and looked at the screen. "Brother Fingel, it's already 12:30 in the afternoon. Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

When Fingel heard someone calling him, he slightly opened one eye, then closed it again. "You drank so much last night, just go to sleep. Do you really want to get up early for your 8 AM Dragon Clan High Energy Physics class?"

"It's not class," Lu Mingfei straightened up, "It's that I made an appointment online with a girl yesterday to play games at nine o'clock this morning, sigh..."

"Oh my, it's no big deal. Besides, who doesn't arrange to play games at night? Who would get up early in the morning to play games?" Fingel complained, then turned over, lay on his side, rested his head on his arm, and closed his eyes.

"No, I need to get up and take my nap." Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyes, then licked his lips again. "Senior Brother Fingel, I'm so thirsty, could you give me a bottle of water?"

"Ugh, this is so annoying! Here, don't call me again!" Fingel casually grabbed a bottle of yellow liquid and tossed it onto Lu Mingfei's bed.

Lu Mingfei touched the bottle, probably still feeling the effects of his hangover, and without thinking much, he unscrewed the cap and took a big gulp. "Pfft! Holy crap, this isn't water, Senior Brother Fingel!"

Lu Mingfei felt a burning sensation on his tongue. He instantly widened his eyes and looked at the yellow liquid in the glass bottle in his hand. "Wait, why did you throw a bottle of whiskey at me? I wanted water!"

The only response to Lu Mingfei was Fingel's snoring...

Lu Mingfei rolled off the bed, stumbled to his computer, dragged over a chair, sat down, and pressed the power button on the computer.

The colorful LED fan on the tower cooler of the CPU started spinning.

Lu Mingfei slumped in his gaming chair, the blue light from the computer screen making his swollen face look like a water ghost.

He squinted and opened QQ. The last message in the pinned chat box was from 11:30 last night, before he and his senior classmate Finger were drinking.

The message from yesterday when I quit the game is still displayed on the computer screen:

[I don't eat cilantro: Brother Mingfei, see you at 9 o'clock tomorrow! (Cute.jpg)]

The white loading point is rotating continuously...

"Oh no, I hope she didn't get up and slept until noon like me." Lu Mingfei gripped the mouse frantically, and the effects of the alcohol subsided almost instantly.

Finally, the entire game chat history has loaded!

As expected, I received 99+ comments!

The latest message is a voice message sent five minutes ago.

Lu Mingfei dragged the mouse and clicked on the voice message.

[Don't eat cilantro: Lu Mingfei, you big jerk!!!]

"Oh? There's a girl!" Fingel's ears perked up, and he suddenly sprang from the bed like a zombie, his hair a mess, and rushed to the screen:

Wow, not bad, our S-level student Lu Mingfei! This girl's game avatar looks pretty hot!

"Sure thing!" Lu Mingfei awkwardly grabbed his instant noodle bowl, blocking the screen, and turned to look at Fingel with a reproachful expression. "If you hadn't insisted on taking me to drink some heartbreak drinks last night, I wouldn't have stood you up."

"Uh, cough cough, let me correct you, that was a double party to celebrate being single." Fingel pulled half a moldy pizza out of the refrigerator. "Besides, who told you to pawn your student ID at the school supermarket? If it weren't for my brave and clever senior brother redeeming it for you..."

As Fingel was speaking, a video request suddenly popped up on the computer screen!

Fingel: "Holy crap, Lu Mingfei, the phone's ringing!"

Lu Mingfei was so excited that his hand trembled and he spilled vodka on the keyboard. Finger quickly unplugged the keyboard's USB connector.

The two stared at each other amidst the crackling of the electricity. A few drops of instant noodle soup dripped down the corner of the table and onto Fingel's limited edition StarCraft collector's disc.

"My Kerrigan!" Fingel screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Your Kerrigan is in the shower, sorry senior." Lu Mingfei, holding the dripping mouse cable, looked at the incoming call on the computer screen. The avatar was none other than "I Don't Eat Cilantro." "What should I do now? Answer the phone or not?"

"You figure it out yourself!" Fingel bent down, picked up the disc, quickly wiped off the instant noodle soup, and then stuffed the moldy pizza on his table into a trash bag. "You can chat with the girl all you want. I won't bother you anymore. I'll give you plenty of space. Good luck! If you don't get her forgiveness, I'll give you a good kick in the butt when I get back!"

Lu Mingfei: "..."

About ten minutes after Fingel left, Lu Mingfei still didn't dare to answer the video call from "Not Eating Cilantro".

He was a little scared. Although he usually spoke very naturally and smoothly when chatting online via text or communicating with someone who doesn't eat cilantro, he really couldn't accept video chatting in person.

Suddenly, the clicking sound of high heels came from the corridor!

Lu Mingfei broke out in a cold sweat instantly. He was all too familiar with this rhythm; it was always the same when Renata came to ambush him with "Dragon Genealogy".

&34; Wardrobe! &34;

Lu Mingfei closed the storage box full of Fingel's smelly socks and stuffed it into Fingel's wardrobe. If Fingel came back, he would probably feel like the sky had fallen, because every piece of clothing would have the smell of his own socks.

&34; Bathtub! &34;

Lu Mingfei looked at the mountain of dirty clothes piled up in the bathtub. He preferred showering, so he naturally gave the bathtub to Fingel. However, Fingel, as always, threw all the dirty clothes into the bathtub. Lu Mingfei simply closed the bathroom door.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the video call from "Not Eating Cilantro" on his computer screen, and then listened to the footsteps coming from outside the corridor.

My whole body went numb in an instant. "I'm doomed. If Renata sees this and it gets out, I'll definitely be on the front page of the Night Watchers forum!"

"Or I might as well jump off the building!" As Lu Mingfei lunged toward the balcony, the door lock made a soft sound of mechanical gears turning.

Lu Mingfei's body was already half hanging over the railing, looking at the pedestrians below like tiny ants. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he pulled back:

Wait, I think I live on the seventh floor...

When the carved wooden door was pushed open, Lu Mingfei was pretending to wipe the keyboard with a wet cloth. A moment later, he was holding a hairdryer and giving the StarCraft disc artificial respiration.

At the same time, casually turn off the computer screen...

Renata was standing at the door, holding a folder, her gaze behind her glasses sweeping over the mess on the floor.

&34; Lu Mingfei, Professor Manstein asked me to inform you and Fingel to go to the disciplinary committee, most likely because you haven't been attending classes lately. &34;

"No way!" Lu Mingfei pouted and said, "You know me. I haven't been to class for many days. If I go back to the classroom now, those teachers will definitely tear me apart."

Renata: "Professor Manstein has summoned you. I suggest you go. At that moment, Professor Guderian and Professor Stanlundberg, who were with him, both looked very serious."

Lu Mingfei didn't take these words to heart; at that moment, his stomach was rumbling loudly.

Lu Mingfei took the opportunity to glance at the document in Renata's arms. The words "Special Observation Log of S-Class Student Lu Mingfei" on the cover made his eyelids twitch.

"In addition, the principal's office intercepted Ye Jingchen's latest movements." Renata suddenly lowered her voice, "He's in Lanbo and in the Dragon Kingdom..."

"Stop, stop! Don't talk to me about Ye Jingchen, okay?" Lu Mingfei was feeling disgusted when his secondhand Nokia suddenly started playing the "Ode to Joy" ringtone.

Professor Schneider's roar seemed to pierce through the receiver: "Lu Mingfei, you and Fingel, how dare you skip 'Alchemy Weapon Maintenance' again! Get to the underground ice cellar right now! I only have one class every two weeks, and you're skipping it?!"

"Could you please step outside for a moment? I have some personal matters to attend to." Lu Mingfei exchanged a glance with Renata, said hurriedly, glancing at the computer screen.

Renata: "Of course, I'll wait for you outside. I also have to go to Minister Schneider's class this period."

Lu Mingfei quickly turned on his computer and sent a message to "Don't Eat Cilantro": "[I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. Last night, my senior dragged me drinking, and I got drunk. I can't answer your calls right now; my teacher is calling me to class.]"

After sending the message, Lu Mingfei got up and went outside, without even looking at the reply from "Don't eat cilantro" on his computer screen:

I'm so disappointed in you. I'd rather you had lied to me.

Lu Mingfei pushed open the dormitory door; he couldn't remember how long he had been staying in his dormitory.

Renata was caught off guard and spun around. A photo floated out of the folder, showing Lu Mingfei drunkenly holding a guitar and singing the theme song of "Slam Dunk" last night.

&34; Dear S-rank, I bet ten pork knuckles this photo will be on the front page of the Night's Watch forum. &34;

A male student in the corridor ran and shouted back.

"Hey, classmate, let me explain!"

Lu Mingfei helped Renata pick up the folder that had fallen to the ground, his eyes becoming cautious: "Could you explain to me how you got this photo?"

“Guess!” Renata said with a straight face, turning around and walking to the front with the folder in her arms.

Lu Mingfei chased after him and walked out of the dormitory corridor.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two, and the distant clock tower chimed its deep chimes.

The ground of Kassel College trembled slightly as a dragon embryo awakened deep within an ice cellar.

Meanwhile, our S-level elite, Lu Mingfei, is working hard to earn his academic credits.

The roar of the Disciplinary Committee Chairman, Manstein, pierced the twilight and startled a flock of white doves. "Guderian, didn't I tell Lu Mingfei to come to me? Why did he go to Schneider's place?"

Guderian wiped his glasses. "I remember, Mingfei seems to have Schneider's class today."

"He'll go to class?" Manstein's bald head reflected the light from the incandescent bulb. "Don't you know how long he hasn't been to class? A whole week! In the entire history of Kassel College, how many students with S-level bloodlines have you ever seen neglect their studies like this?"

“I disagree with your point of view.” Guderian put his glasses back on. “After all, our Kassel College has never had many S-level students. But speaking of this, I’m reminded of Ye Jingchen. I remember Principal Angers gave him the SSS-level title.”

"Oh, what a pity..."