Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"You should be focusing on the freshmen's pedigree, right? Why are you focusing on the girl's looks?"

After Lu Mingfei finished saying this, he was a little dazed. Why did he start speaking like an old senior?

He then laughed at himself lightly, isn't it?

"The key is that this monster-like girl also has an astonishing "A" grade bloodline! In this world, beauty and strength can be combined. It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others... But none of this matters. What matters is this girl, a soft and lively girl!"

As he spoke, Finkel took out a photo, the quality of which was as blurry as ever.

The photo was taken from outside a classroom window looking inward, and the focus was on a girl in the last row of the classroom.

The photo was taken in early spring, when the weather was still slightly cold. The girl in the photo was wearing a Bohemian-style plaid long skirt and straight deerskin mid-calf boots. Her upper body was a burgundy sheepskin jacket and a long purple scarf was wrapped around her neck.

The girl was sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom. The books on her desk were stacked in a very orderly manner, forming an airtight wall of books that blocked out the teacher's sight and voice from the podium, as well as the tense atmosphere of the students preparing for the exam.

Although the pixels of the photo are touching, it can be seen that the girl has an absolutely overwhelming appearance even when there are shadows and light spots everywhere.

Her long black hair gleamed with a lead-like luster in the warm sun, her skin was as crystal white as the delicate and tender female version of Tang Sanzang in Journey to the West, and her long, beautiful legs were straight up under the desk. Every line was youthful and smooth, and every inch of her skin was as smooth as jade, as if the ancients' so-called "well-proportioned bones and flesh" were tailor-made for these legs.

From a distance, it looks like a work of art sculpture has appeared in the real world under the sculptor's chisel, so lifelike!

With this appearance and this background, there is no doubt... it’s Xia Mi!

"It looks good, right?" Finkel waved the photo in front of Lu Mingfei twice, like a kitten fishing, trying to lure Lu Mingfei into taking the bait. He was about to put the photo away, but Lu Mingfei snatched it away.

"Junior brother, are you... interested in this?" Finkel stared blankly at Lu Mingfei who was taking things by force.

"No, it's just that I think if you put this photo in that place, and someone finds out about it, you'll never be able to be a complete man again." Lu Mingfei pointed at Finkel, then turned to look at Chu Zihang, who was two steps behind them.

After all, she is the candidate for his future sister-in-law. Even if it is a photo, Finkel cannot continue to destroy it like this. If Chu Zihang finds out about this, won't he pick up a knife and chop this useless dog to death without saying a word?

"Someone?" Finkel asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Well...anyway, keep those men in your news department under control and try not to mess with this girl. You know, in this world, the more beautiful a girl is, the more... dangerous she is." Lu Mingfei said earnestly.

It would be better to sound the alarm for this guy Fingel in advance. Not to mention that Chu Zihang doesn't know Xia Mi yet, just Jörmungandr, the king of the earth and mountains, may not be able to be killed by a single slap from those powerless news department thugs.

"I agree with that." Finkel took Lu Mingfei's words to heart and said that he would not seek death.

"Huh? When did you change your personality?" Lu Mingfei glanced at Finkel.

"You don't know it until you're away from the academy. It's a very complicated place, very scary." Finkel lowered his voice. "Last week, an old senior from the executive department who had been away all year returned to the academy. He was so stunned by Nono's beauty that he wanted to confess his love to her in front of Caesar. Fortunately for Caesar, he never minded Nono having other suitors. He was confident that they couldn't compare to him in any way."

"But Nono is really ruthless. She told the senior from the executive department that if anyone dared to stay in the swimming pool for an hour without getting out, she would consider dumping Caesar and dating him," said Finkel.

"Then what?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"That senior was naturally overwhelmed with excitement, so he stripped off his clothes and jumped into the pool. Even though it was freezing cold, with a mixed-blood's physique, an hour was no problem. He managed to last fifty minutes without even a frown."

At this point, Finkel's tone suddenly changed, as if he was describing some thrilling and bizarre horror novel.

"Just when the senior felt he had victory, he discovered that everyone present from the student union was looking at him with the sorrowful eyes of a dying man. He was very confused. Then, Nono ordered the student union to go to the equipment department and borrow ten buckets of red-hot molten iron."

At this point, Lu Mingfei had already mourned in his heart for the senior from the executive department who had been in the headquarters for many years and was ignorant of the world.

"Molten iron rolled into the swimming pool from all directions, and a white mist appeared in an instant. The water in the swimming pool boiled in less than half a minute. In the end, a naked figure ran out from the mist, his whole body was red, and a layer of skin was almost burned off!" Finkel's ups and downs in tone were very vivid.

"I don't know if that girl Nono had her period or took drugs that day. I've never seen her so violent normally, right?" Finkel muttered softly.

Lu Mingfei observed Nuonuo's nose and his heart, and he seemed to know the reason why Nuonuo was so irritable that day?

A week ago, he was exploring an ancient underwater tomb in Zengmu Shoal. When he opened a fan-shaped bronze coffin, he saw a rotten corpse. But strangely, the corpse's long hair was still bright red.

But he took a picture of the ugly corpse and sent it to Nono, adding a joking caption.

"Senior Sister, this is you when you are old."

After a long half hour, he had reached the shore and received a short but horrifying reply.

"The day I return to the academy will be the anniversary of your death!!!"

Chapter 110 Secret

If Finkel hadn't mentioned the miserable senior from the executive department, Lu Mingfei would have almost forgotten about it.

It was still quite creepy when he suddenly thought about it. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but look around. He felt that the little red-haired witch was probably hiding in the crowd. Maybe she would jump out in the next second and give him a fierce crotch kick that could kill him and make him infertile!

That bad woman could definitely do it!

"Junior brother, are you looking for someone? Or do you have prickly heat?" Finkel asked puzzledly as he looked at Lu Mingfei who was twisting left and right while standing restlessly.

"No... I just felt a little uncomfortable being surrounded by so many people after returning from the sparsely populated South China Sea."

Of course, Lu Mingfei couldn't tell Finkel about his suicidal teasing of Nono. Maybe if he could avoid this attack, Nono would calm down. But if this big-mouthed guy knew about it and boasted about it on the Night Watch forum, he would probably not see the sun tomorrow!

"Is it crowded?" Finkel looked at the crowd that was packed around him. "That's because it's raining heavily today and it's not very convenient. Your fan base at the academy is definitely much larger than what you see now!"

"I'm just completing the mission assigned to me by the academy. What's the big deal? You're acting like I saved the world."

Lu Mingfei was muttering to himself as he walked through the cheering and surging crowd. The postures of these guys were getting more and more outrageous. At the beginning, only Qilan and a few of Lu Mingfei's die-hard fans came to greet him, but now, the whole crowd was cheering, their eyes full of passion and devotion.

The huge black umbrellas held up in the heavy rain looked like blooming black flowers. The scene was like a visual feast for pagans chasing after a cult leader, which was quite evil.

Lu Mingfei was worried that someone would suddenly jump out and put a crown on his head and tell him: Emperor Lu Mingfei, you might as well turn Kassel Academy into the Kassel Empire, and we are all willing to work hard to crown you!

"Is it really that serious?!" Finger's tone was so long that it almost reached the sky. "You completed a whole school year's worth of courses in less than two months, and you got excellent grades in every subject! And then, in just six months, you completed a full sixteen tasks on your own, with an astonishing 100% completion rate!"

"Sixteen missions! Some people who have joined the Executive Division have completed fewer missions than you in three years. You've single-handedly suppressed three dangerous hybrids with bloodlines above 'A' level. If a world-destroying disaster were to occur, everyone would believe you'd be the one to save the world."

"There are quite a few voices on the Night Watch forum supporting you as the future leader of the Secret Party. Some even say that as long as that 'S'-level master gives the order, they are willing to follow you in rising up, sweeping away the school board, taking over Cassel, and supporting you in ruling the mountain and using the District 1 dormitory as your base. If Caesar stands in your way, they will kill him. If Chu Zihang opposes him, they will chop him up. If that old man Ange refuses to abdicate, they will find an opportunity to stab him in the back..."

"And then he was slapped down by the principal and had to run back to the classroom to attend class?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but interrupt Finkel's increasingly mysterious description. If he didn't stop this guy from talking nonsense, he was afraid that within five minutes he would attack the Pentagon, occupy the White House, and then rule the world!

"That's not important. What's important is that you realize you have a very high reputation in the academy. Even Caesar and Chu Zihang are slightly less recognized by the public than you. Caesar is too unattainable, and Chu Zihang is too taciturn. And who can resist an 'S'-level who is strong, approachable, and speaks eloquently? Comrade Lu Mingfei, congratulations on becoming a living legend at Kassel Academy in your freshman year!"

Finkel spoke with great enthusiasm. After all, Lu Mingfei was so successful, and as his senior and roommate, he was proud of it. The most important thing was that the three words "Lu Mingfei" were very popular in Kassel College, and he made good use of this opportunity.

No matter if he was selling some of Lu Mingfei's little-known habits to those little girls, or occasionally provoking bets about Lu Mingfei on the Night Watchman Forum, he always managed to attract enough attention and make a fortune!

"Living legend..." Lu Mingfei chewed on the word for a moment. "It sounds unlucky. It seems like in martial arts movies or anime, characters described like this usually have a miserable end, never surviving more than three episodes."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. Professor Guderian has already proposed to the academy's top management that if you encounter any unexpected incident during the mission, they will reserve a place for you in the row of statues in Valhalla in advance. Live as a hero and die as a hero. You don't have to worry about where to bury your grave, as it will be arranged by Yituan. Junior Brother, you can be said to have died a worthy death!" Finkel patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder heavily with his broad palm.

"Go away, you don't have to worry about where I'm buried after I die. Brother, if you're jealous, I'll give you the Feng Shui treasure land in Valhalla. Then, the picture of your hunched and sloppy appearance will be a kind of 'decadent beauty' for future generations to admire, right?" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, then pushed through the crowd and walked towards the library with Chu Zihang.

"What are you two doing?" Finkel poked his head out of the crowd and shouted.

"Elope!" Lu Mingfei said unhappily without even turning his head.

"Looks like I can finally continue writing my discontinued novel. This is... going to be a huge hit!"

Finkel murmured as he looked at the backs of the two people walking away.

……

Kassel College headquarters, library, central control room.

On the long table was an aluminum sealed box with a courier label from China on it. It was delivered on the CC1000 express train that Lu Mingfei took. It was a secret document that Schneider authorized Chu Zihang to hide back.

Several old men gathered around the long table with their brows furrowed. The air seemed as tight and wrinkled as the flesh between their brows, and the atmosphere was dull and depressing.

Schneider shone a dim purple flashlight on the edge of the sealed box. The reflective label, like the anti-counterfeiting mark on a banknote, gleamed in the purple light. Schneider nodded slightly. "The seal is intact. The box hasn't been opened on the way, and no one has read the contents yet."

"Isn't this what the school board wants? Why did they let Chu Zihang send it here? Wouldn't something with these stripes printed on it feel hot in our hands?" Manstein crossed his arms, looking a little impatient.

"Don't you want to see what's in the box? Before I confirm something in here, I don't want the school board to make some stupid decisions without my knowledge!" Schneider grabbed the portable hydraulic pliers and cut the lock with a "click".

"Hey, hey!" Manstein wanted to speak out to stop him but it was too late. He looked at Schneider who was violently unpacking the boxes and felt indignant. If this guy was not a professor, he would be a robber who broke into houses. Under his training, those members of the executive department no longer looked like students who graduated from regular universities, but more like a well-trained violent organization!

"It will be very troublesome. If the school board finds out, none of us will escape punishment." There was some worry on Mans' face.

"One penalty will be shared by four people. Even if it's borne evenly among us, none of us will suffer any loss." Schneider said calmly. "Besides, I have a feeling that if we don't grab these things, those old guys on the board will take them, and things will only get more troublesome."

Inside the aluminum box was a sealed paper bag with the sealing strip intact. Schneider tore open the bag and poured the contents onto the table. The bag was filled with photocopied documents printed on transparent film.

Schneider flipped through the documents at breakneck speed. His hands suddenly became incredibly nimble, unlike an elderly man relying on an oxygen tank to keep his lungs afloat. Film flew between his fingers, his eyes scanning like a piece of equipment, his iron-gray pupils constricted. Manstein had rarely seen Schneider so focused.

"Hey, don't count me in! I've been applying for the tenured professorship and Mingfei's reserved spot in Valhalla!" Guderian snorted. "Mingfei's been doing really well lately, so the success rate for both of these things is very high! If this crappy document prevents me from getting the tenured professorship or Mingfei from getting his spot in Valhalla, I'll never let you go!"

"Don't even think about getting out of this right now," Schneider said coldly. He threw several paper documents and films in front of the other professors. "You can take a look at what these are."

Mans was the first to pick up the film in front of him. On it was a photo of his student Chen Motong, capturing her figure while she was carrying out a mission, with her red hair flying like a flag; and those documents were descriptions of Chen Motong's bloodline, life experience, and abilities, with every detail described, as if they wanted to dig out a person's ancestors for eighteen generations from their graves.

Guderian had Lu Mingfei's information, which was more than twice as long as Chen Motong's. Several pages of A4 paper were filled with dense records of Lu Mingfei's status every two hours when he was carrying out missions in the past six months, as if there was a pinhole camera following him and monitoring him all the time. The only thing missing was the record of the "Skinner" mission in New York.

Schneider had information about Chu Zihang in his hand, while Manstein had a girl named Xia Mi who had just graduated from the preparatory class. She had an "A" grade bloodline and was extremely outstanding. She was likely to be the most outstanding seed student in the next class.

Everyone's face turned pale after reading the document. They were all smart and understood in an instant that the school board was monitoring these students at all times. Those old monsters never trusted anyone, not even the children who had not yet graduated!

"These are all files of students from China. The school board thinks they are excellent but their bloodline is questionable..." Schneider was interrupted by a noisy voice.

"Ming Fei is indeed excellent, but what's the doubt about him? He is so great, and you have all witnessed Ming Fei's achievements in the past six months!" Guderian shouted indignantly.

"Isn't this suspicious enough? The person most worthy of suspicion by those guys here is Lu Mingfei. He has an absurdly high 'S'-level bloodline, but he doesn't have a Word Spirit. He has defeated dangerous hybrids with bloodlines exceeding 'A' level more than once relying solely on physical skills!" Schneider's iron-gray eyes swept coldly over Guderian, who immediately fell silent.

"More than half a year ago, during the sensational New York 'Skinner' incident, when Mance and I were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, do you know what the scene was like? The entire floor was burned black, as if it had been exploded by dozens of gas tanks at the same time. The hybrid's Word Spirit was 'Nightmare of Deep Dreams', and Lu Mingfei didn't have a Word Spirit. How their battle turned the place into such a tragic mess is still a mystery. Even Chu Zihang's Jun Yan is not that powerful!" Schneider said coldly.

"These are your students and have nothing to do with me. If you protect your students like this, you will definitely be punished by school rules... no, party rules!" Manstein said righteously.

He is the director of the Discipline Committee, in charge of school discipline. Above the school discipline, there are the party rules of the Secret Party. The Kassel College Board of Directors is equivalent to the Elders Council of the Secret Party. These old guys have seriously violated the secrets of the Elders Council of the Secret Party. The severity of this behavior can even be defined as "treason"!

"No, you can't report us! Ming Fei is innocent!" Guderian suddenly jumped up from his seat, yelling and rushing towards his old friend, pressing his burly body against the other's thin body, and holding down the smooth bald head with both hands.

"But that girl named 'Xia Mi' is the student the principal has handpicked for you." Schneider looked at Manstein and sneered, "Don't you always say that Guderian must have been lucky to have such an outstanding student like Lu Mingfei? Now your outstanding student has arrived. Conservatively estimated to have an 'A' grade pedigree and excellent grades, she's on par with Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang."

Manstein's face suddenly changed. He understood the sinister intention of old man Schneider. He wanted to use such an outstanding student to tie him and everyone else together. From now on, they would be grasshoppers sharing the same honor and disgrace!

...This is a naked conspiracy! He couldn't help but accept it.

He needs an excellent student more than anyone else, otherwise many guys in the college always say that he got the title of "tenured professor" because he has a good father, but who knew that he and his father, who is the vice-president, have always been at odds!

"The 'Nibelungen' Project!" Schneider looked at a document at the bottom. "This is a bloodline screening project led by the school board. In name, they want to select elites from students with A grades and above for special training. In reality, they have another purpose: to purge those with suspicious bloodlines from among us..."

Before Schneider could finish his words, he was interrupted by a soft but measured knock on the door.

The old guys looked at each other, their eyes filled with deep vigilance and alertness.

"Who?" Mans asked outside the door after several people hurriedly stuffed the documents into their coats.

"Lu Mingfei, you've completed your mission and are here to report back." Lu Mingfei's voice rang out. "And Chu Zihang is here too."

"Ming Fei, you're back!" Guderian rushed out and opened the door, and the documents in his coat scattered all over the floor.

"This old fool!"

The other professors were so angry that their teeth were itching.

Chapter 111: Chu Zihang

You could hear a pin drop in the control room.

Guderian wanted to rush over and hug Lu Mingfei, but his hand stopped in the air. The white A4 paper in his arms fell to the ground with a clatter. Wrapped in the white paper were several extremely eye-catching photos with black backgrounds.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the photos where Lu Mingfei's figure could be recognized at a glance. The atmosphere was suddenly so awkward that it seemed like a Shura field.

In full view of everyone, Lu Mingfei bent down, sorted the photos and paper documents into categories, and returned them to Professor Guderian. Then he gently hugged the professor's shoulders.

"Long time no see, Professor Guderian." Lu Mingfei smiled warmly and brightly, as if he was oblivious to his own photo.

"Mingfei, let me see you. Is this mission dangerous? You're amazing. You always do your best." Professor Guderian circled around Lu Mingfei, then the burly old man with a wrestler's physique hugged him tightly. "You're my pride!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment when he was hugged by an old man. He didn't know where to put his hands for a moment.

Hugging is a normal etiquette in the open country of the United States. Lu Mingfei, who has been at Kassel College for more than half a year, has of course hugged many people, both boys and girls. He hugged Chu Zihang, hugged Feng Ge... He even hugged the three goddesses on campus, Nono, Susie and Ling, but of course it was out of courtesy.

But it was Professor Guderian's hug this time that caught him off guard.

Is this what it feels like... When you accomplish something amazing, someone comes to you first and isn't concerned about your success but about your safety, saying things like, "You're so proud of me," and then gives you a big, fatherly hug.

Lu Mingfei rubbed his face against the wrinkled shoulder of Professor Guderian's suit. His nose felt a little sore, but he didn't cry. He just smiled silently.

"Ahem... let's stop reminiscing about the past." Professor Mans interrupted the tender moment between the teacher and student with an unsociable expression. "Let's deal with business first. The mission report to the boy in China."

Lu Mingfei nodded after being released by Professor Guderian, and began to report the details of his mission to Zengmu Shoal to the two heads of the executive department. Schneider's iron-gray eyes met Lu Mingfei's and he listened quietly. Professor Mans was responsible for taking notes, and Norma backed up the records.

Manstein and Guderian... were just bystanders. The latter was looking at the big boy who was making a report in a confident and resolute manner and seemed to be fully capable of standing on his own. He poked his old friend with a pair of starry eyes.

"Perfect, right? The tasks completed by Ming Fei can only be described as 'perfect'!"

"Yes, it's not bad." Manstein rolled his eyes at his old friend, but he could not deny Lu Mingfei's execution ability, so he could only answer awkwardly.

"Not bad?!" Guderian trailed off with a high-pitched voice. "Hey, friend, when will you swallow your jealousy of me for having such a good student? Wouldn't it be better to be honest? It's not not bad, it's Perfect! Perfect, absolutely perfect! Is your Chinese really that bad? Repeat after me, wu-an finished, me-ei beautiful!"

"You two, do you want to listen quietly or get out of here?" Schneider glanced coldly at the two funny old men.