Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

While in the elevator, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but marvel at how useful the words he learned from Nuonuo were. Recalling how Zhao Menghua had become so angry that he broke down earlier, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Back in the presidential suite, he first stretched out a big yawn before sitting down at his computer, ready to continue his interstellar journey.

He hadn't been playing the game for long when he noticed Old Tang's avatar was lit up in his QQ list. After thinking for a moment, he sent him a message:

"Hey Tang, I'm going to America soon, is there anything you want to say to me in advance?"

"??? You were supposed to be coming to America? Why so suddenly?" Old Tang replied almost instantly.

"I'm going to university in the US. I just finished my interview today. I'll see if they're sincere enough tomorrow. If they satisfy me, I'll reluctantly go and give them the honor!"

There was no response from Lao Tang for a long time. Finally, after a while, his message popped up in the chat box:

"You can fool your buddies, but don't fool yourself. If your buddies get fooled, they can just laugh it off. But I hope you wipe your eyes after you finish typing this, so that your tears don't fall on the keyboard."

"What did you say?! What did you say?!" Lu Mingfei exploded instantly, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "Old Tang, what do you mean? You don't even believe your own brother anymore? Do I look like the kind of person who would joke about something like this? Huh? Say something!..."

Old Tang, seemingly unable to withstand Lu Mingfei's barrage of information, finally begged for mercy, "Stop, stop, stop! I believe you, I believe you, okay?" Then, he curiously pressed on, "By the way, which school in America are you going to study at? You're being so mysterious."

Lu Mingfei immediately replied, "Kassel College, ever heard of it?"

"Kassel? I vaguely remember that. Let me check."

About five minutes later, Old Tang's message suddenly popped up, accompanied by a string of exclamation marks: "Holy crap! Mingming! You're amazing! This is a top-tier university! I just checked, Kassel College has alumni connections with top universities like Harvard and Yale! Are you sure it's this one? You're not kidding me?"

"Bao, do I look like the kind of person who would joke with you?" Lu Mingfei replied.

Old Tang was still clearly skeptical, and quickly followed up with a message: "But didn't you say your grades weren't good? How did you get into such a top university?"

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow, his fingers flying across the keyboard: "The past is the past, the present is the present. Don't meddle in adult matters, kids. And everyone says they want to call him 'Ming Shen,' believe me or not, I'll have someone open your box, then I'll take you straight to America and show you what a real mastermind is!"

"Lord Ming Shen, I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Please don't open my mouth!"

"That's more like it, let's go to StarCraft." Lu Mingfei was very satisfied with Lao Tang's apologetic attitude.

Old Tang readily agreed, and the two quickly got into the game, with the sounds of keyboard clicks and game effects filling the air as they engaged in a fierce battle.

......

Late at night, Ye Sheng sat at the conference table, absentmindedly flipping through resumes.

He looked up and asked the man beside him, "Has the professor not arrived yet?"

Shutoku Aki glanced at the wall clock beside her and replied, "It should be soon..."

Before the words were even finished, the conference room door was flung open, and a person carrying a briefcase rushed in. "How did the interview go? I bought a red-eye flight ticket and came straight here after landing."

The newcomer was an elderly man, travel-worn, with thick glasses perched on his nose, and a head of fluffy, white hair that looked like it hadn't been permed in ages. He wore a slovenly suit and baggy trousers.

"Professor Guderian," Ye Sheng stood up, "we interviewed a total of 17 students..."

"Don't waste time! I only ask Lu Mingfei! I only care about Lu Mingfei!" Professor Guderian said anxiously. "Tell me, Lu Mingfei, how did he perform?"

Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya exchanged a glance, their expressions troubled, unsure how to answer Professor Guderian's question.

Professor Guderian clearly hadn't missed the change in their expressions, and his heart skipped a beat. "Wait, what's with those expressions? Did Lu Mingfei not come for the interview?"

"No, Professor, Lu Mingfei did come for the interview, but some unexpected things happened." Ye Sheng shook his head, preparing to reveal the truth.

"Unexpected? What do you mean?" Professor Guderian asked, puzzled.

Ye Sheng carefully considered his words before speaking: "Professor, we suspect that Lu Mingfei has already awakened on his own and has somehow learned about the existence of hybrids."

"What?! Is that so?!" Guderian was taken aback, but his surprise quickly turned into a smile. "No wonder he's Mingfei! He actually managed to awaken on his own! He must have put in unimaginable effort; he's truly outstanding!"

Seeing Professor Guderian's delighted expression, Ye Sheng and Jiu Deyaji asked, somewhat puzzled, "Professor, while self-awakening is rare, it's not unheard of. Is there any need to be so excited?"

"What do you know?! Mingfei is an 'S'-level talent, a once-in-a-lifetime talent! Do you know what that means? Right now, there's no one else in the entire school besides the principal who's an 'S'-level! If we mess this up, the principal might send us to Siberia to dig potatoes!"

Guderian was extremely agitated. Ye Sheng and Jiu Deyaji listened in stunned silence. Finally, they hesitantly asked, "Is it really... an 'S' rank?"

Professor Guderian nodded without hesitation: "Yes, and this is a fact personally confirmed by the headmaster! This is the academy's top secret, so we didn't tell you before we left."

The entire conference room fell silent. After a long while, Ye Shengcai frowned and asked, "But how did Lu Mingfei know about the mixed-race people? Did someone break the Abrahamic blood pact and secretly tell him?"

"This..." Professor Guderian was momentarily speechless. This situation was unexpected and caught him off guard. However, he quickly composed himself and waved to Ye Sheng and Aki Shude: "Ye Sheng, Aki, let's not concern ourselves with this. It's normal for an 'S' class to have some secrets. Just go back and pretend this never happened. Of course, I will do the same."

He paused deliberately, clearly wanting to change the subject, then changed the subject: "By the way, did Mingfei finally agree to join Kassel?"

Jiu Deya looked at Ye Sheng, who smiled helplessly: "Well, Lu Mingfei means he needs to consider it depending on the situation..."

"Hmm? What does this mean?" Professor Guderian frowned, not quite understanding.

Ye Sheng mimicked Lu Mingfei's gesture, rubbing his thumb against his index finger, his tone tinged with a mixture of amusement and exasperation: "It means he needs some 'benefits' before he'll agree to join Kassel College."

Professor Guderian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "I see. That's easy. I'll talk to him tomorrow, and the academy guarantees it can fulfill any request he makes!"

"Professor, isn't that a bit too much of a boast? Aren't you afraid he'll ask for an exorbitant amount?" Shudeya asked, somewhat worried about tomorrow's meeting.

"Don't worry, Mingfei is a good kid and won't make any unreasonable demands." Professor Guderian was full of confidence in Lu Mingfei, leaving Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya speechless.

"By the way, where's Nono? Isn't she here?" Professor Guderian suddenly changed the subject. Ye Sheng looked at Shudeya, who shook her head: "Probably off somewhere to play again. What's wrong, Professor? Is there something you need her for?"

Professor Guderian nodded seriously: "Yes, there's something bad to tell her."

"Should we call her and ask her to come back?" Ye Sheng suggested.

"No need, I'll just talk to her on the phone."

Professor Guderian took out his phone and dialed Nono's number. After a few beeps, a muffled female voice came from the other end of the line, accompanied by some random noise.

"Hello, Professor, what can I do for you?"

"Nono, where are you? It seems a bit noisy over there," Professor Guderian asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm hungry. Let's go out for some street food. Professor, do you want some? I'll bring some back for you when I get back." The voice on the other end of the phone was still muffled, clearly indicating that the person's mouth was full of food.

"No need, thank you." Professor Guderian's voice was unusually heavy. "I'm calling you today because there's something I need to tell you. I hope you're mentally prepared and that you won't be too upset after hearing it."

He paused deliberately, as if organizing his thoughts, or perhaps giving Nuonuo on the other end of the phone time to process them, before continuing, "Chen Motong, your family, the Chen family, suffered an accident a few days ago. All members of the main branch of the Chen family have disappeared, their fates unknown. The academy has officially launched an investigation in conjunction with the Chinese-American mixed-race organization. Nuonuo, don't worry, the academy will definitely get to the bottom of this and give you an explanation!"

A long silence fell on the other end of the phone. Just as Professor Guderian thought Nono couldn't handle the blow and was about to say a few words of comfort, Nono's voice suddenly came through the phone: "May you die."

"What?" Professor Guderian thought he had misheard and subconsciously asked again.

"I said, good for you! Let's pop the champagne! Hahahaha!" Nuonuo's unrestrained laughter came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the "bang" of the bottle being opened and the crisp sound of liquid being poured into a glass, clearly indicating that she was drinking heartily.

Professor Guderian stood frozen, phone in hand, mouth agape, unsure what to say. After a long pause, he coughed awkwardly and hung up the phone sheepishly.