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

Manstein glared at Guderian fiercely, meaning: It's all your fault, old man!

The latter, not to be outdone, stuck out his chin towards Lu Mingfei, meaning: It's all your jealousy that's causing all this!

"...The natives of the island seem to be very secretive about that deep-sea tomb. It's really strange that someone with red hair hasn't decayed after death. I guess it's the corpse of a very ancient hybrid."

Lu Mingfei finished reporting on his mission for the South China Sea trip in just five minutes using extremely concise and brief language. His process was familiar and quick, and his experience was so rich that it was heartbreaking.

"Your mission trajectory and mission completion are very complete." Schneider said. Using this tone and such words to describe it was basically the limit of the executive director, which meant that Lu Mingfei completed the mission quite perfectly.

"But..." Schneider suddenly changed the subject, "I would like you to explain why you returned to your hometown after the mission and did not report to the academy?"

The atmosphere in the control room suddenly became cold. No one dared to interrupt, and the others' eyes moved back and forth between Lu Mingfei and Schneider.

"My mission was due in one month, but I completed it in less than half a month. I thought that at least a small part of the extra time would be available for me to arrange freely." Lu Mingfei answered after a while.

"You can indeed arrange your activities freely, but that only means you can fish for sharks and rob pirates in the Zengmu Shoal area. We can even clean up your mess if you capture an indigenous tribe. However, your range of activities should be limited to areas related to your mission." Schneider said in a bad tone.

"I haven't been home for half a year. I went to see if the cherry blossoms in my hometown have bloomed." Lu Mingfei lied without blushing or feeling nervous.

"Stop lying. Norma's tracking records show you didn't go home at all. You took an overpass near your home. You ran through overpasses 001 to 005. The surveillance camera captured your blurry figure, and you were running at a speed close to that of a car!" Schneider's iron-gray eyes stared at Lu Mingfei, his voice deep and serious under the oxygen mask, "What are you looking for there?"

"Is this important?" Lu Mingfei asked. "I haven't affected the progress of the mission or the interests of the secret party. Do I have to report every detail of a student's private life to the academy?"

Guderian and Manstein both gasped. Not to mention students, even few professors of the same age dared to talk back to Schneider like that.

This professor, who can only survive on oxygen cylinders and lives in the shadows all year round, is a representative of iron fist and violence. If the students of Kassel Academy are a potential reserve army, then the executive department is an integrated army with absolute strict military discipline, and Schneider is the absolute military commander, without a doubt!

But unusually, Schneider did not get angry at Lu Mingfei's seemingly contradictory words. He just remained silent for a while.

"The academy won't investigate your private lives, but what will the board of directors do? We are not the ones monitoring your mission operations. Your every move in the mission will be recorded and saved by Norma, and then reported to the board of directors in detail." Schneider said expressionlessly. Manstein frowned and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Schneider's hand.

"You might think I'm serious or ruthless. That's how the students at Kassel Academy privately describe me. I get it, but the group of half-buried old men who control the board of directors are stern and cold-blooded. They won't have the slightest sympathy for anyone they suspect. If you do something strange that makes them feel out of control, your fate will be dire... worse than death!"

The air in the control room seemed to be stagnant after hearing Schneider's words. His words were filled with a deadly oppression.

"I asked him to go."

A voice that had never been heard before sounded at an inopportune moment.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the person who spoke.

"My father disappeared five years ago. He was on an overpass near our hometown. I asked Lu Mingfei to go and check it out for me." The person who suddenly spoke was Chu Zihang. There was no expression on his face at this moment, only his majestic golden eyes were shining with golden light.

Schneider looked at his beloved student. In his impression, this student had never lied to him. If he had to lie, he would pretend to be dumb and keep silent. He was as stubborn as a child who had not grown up yet, while Schneider himself played the role of a strict old father.

"Very good." After staring at Chu Zihang for a long time in silence, Schneider uttered these words.

Schneider sighed in his heart. No matter how late a child matures, he will grow up one day. He has made a good friend, a good brother whom he can even trust with his life. So it is natural for him to lie for his brother without any instruction... What can he do?

I can only play dumb!

Schneider leaned tiredly on the chair and rubbed his scarred brow, as if the evil devil had finally compromised and his army was defeated. Guderian and Manstein exchanged victorious glances. Although it was not them who defeated the devil Schneider, seeing the first defeat of the devil whom they had been afraid of in the past, the two men still felt that they had to celebrate.

The atmosphere in the control room relaxed a lot.

"Professor Schneider, the second half of the semester is about to end. Do I have any other tasks this semester?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked Schneider.

"You have already achieved a task target 100 million percent higher than other students. They complete one or two tasks in half a year, but you have completed more than a dozen, all by yourself, and at a very dangerous level. Take a good rest in the three months until the next semester. You are a hero and have the right to enjoy such a long vacation." Schneider said.

"Then it's okay for me to apply for another task, right?" Lu Mingfei continued to ask.

"Ming Fei, your health is the most important thing. Even an iron man wouldn't work day and night without knowing how to do it. You should take a rest." Professor Guderian suddenly interrupted and said in a worried tone.

"Don't worry, it's not a difficult task. To be precise, it can't even be considered a task." Lu Mingfei smiled at the lovely old man who was like a kind father.

"What do you want to do?" Schneider tapped his fingers on the long rosewood table.

"Xia Mi," Lu Mingfei said, "Can we take care of the induction training for Junior Sister Xia Mi, who graduated from the BJ preparatory class and has an 'A' bloodline?"

"Xia Mi?" Schneider was stunned. Several professors exchanged surprised glances. "How did you know that a girl named Xia Mi was about to enroll?"

"My senior brother told me." Lu Mingfei scratched his head. "It was Senior Brother Fenger, not Senior Brother Chu Zihang. The paparazzi from their news department secretly took photos of Junior Sister Xia Mi. I thought it was quite interesting. I've been working on missions all the time and I'm exhausted. There's no task more relaxing than hosting a pretty junior student, right?"

Lu Mingfei betrayed Finkel without hesitation.

"Hey!" Guderian twisted his eyebrows at Manstein and winked wildly, "Ming Fei's suggestion is good. If Ming Fei takes a fancy to that little girl named Xia Mi, can we become relatives?"

"In-laws refer to the parents of both husband and wife..." Manstein held his forehead, "And how do you know if that girl named Xia Mi will like Lu Mingfei?"

"There are still people who look down on Ming Fei? That's nonsense. Then she is destined to be alone, right?" Professor Guderian raised his eyebrows. It can be seen that this old guy surfs the Internet a lot and uses fashionable words.

"Professor, please stop matchmaking." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. If they really wanted to talk about in-laws, it would probably be a matter between Professor Schneider and Professor Manstein.

Something like kicking off your sister-in-law... Ugh, even a dog wouldn't do that!

"Yes, you are indeed suitable for the orientation. All your courses are excellent..." Schneider was about to nod, but was interrupted by Lu Mingfei.

"Professor, it's not me, it's us. I want to go with my senior brother." Lu Mingfei corrected.

"Fingal?" Schneider frowned.

"It's Chu Zihang." Lu Mingfei pointed at Chu Zihang standing beside him.

Chu Zihang, who was pointed at, looked bewildered. He didn't quite understand why he was dragged into such a simple task as hosting a junior sister for her induction training. After all, Lu Mingfei could even fight a Dragon Servant for several rounds, and he could chop up dangerous hybrids above "A" level by himself.

Could it be that a creature like 'Junior Sister' is even more terrifying than an 'A'-rank hybrid?

"Does orientation require two people?" Schneider asked.

Chu Zihang was about to say that he didn't have to go, but Lu Mingfei didn't give him a chance to interrupt.

"Brother has already exceeded his task quota for this year, so his time will be free. Professor, don't you think he has too little experience in interacting with girls? Psychology shows that long-term lack of contact with the opposite sex can lead to low self-esteem, endocrine disorders, and even gradual psychological abnormalities!" Lu Mingfei spoke eloquently.

"Although it sounds ridiculous, what you said makes sense. I agree." Schneider nodded.

"Actually, I..." Chu Zihang wanted to say that he still had homework to do. As the person involved, his mentor and junior brother arranged his next itinerary in detail without him saying a word. He was even almost labeled a "psychopath". He felt a little wronged.

"Shut up, senior brother. You'll die if you accompany your dear junior brother to meet some cute girls!" Lu Mingfei ruthlessly interrupted Chu Zihang's desire to speak. He glanced at Chu Zihang coldly and gave him a look of disappointment.

I'm still single, and the person I love is far away. I'm still obsessed with taking you to find a girl. Is it for you or for me? Huh? Don't be ungrateful, Chu Zihang!

"...Oh." Chu Zihang was speechless.

In the next chapter, Xiaolongnu officially debuts!

Chapter 112 A Beautiful Girl Falls from the Sky

After Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang left, there was silence in the control room for a long time, and then Manstein spoke first.

"Schneider, you know you shouldn't describe the school board like Lu Mingfei and the others did. Although what you said is true, knowing that you are being treated like guinea pigs under surveillance, any normal person would develop a serious rebellious mentality, let alone those two children with excellent bloodlines!" Manstein said in a serious tone.

"Shh." Schneider put his finger in front of his mouth, silencing the call. He then pointed at the large central screen and said, "Norma, switch the feed to the surveillance camera at the control room door."

A white light flashed, and the black metal door of the control room appeared on the central screen. Behind the door, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were standing quietly in front of the door, looking at each other, as if they were listening carefully to the movements in the control room.

"They..." Manstein's eyes widened.

Schneider put his index finger in front of his mouth again, signaling Manstein not to say anything.

"...Alright, let's end today's discussion here. Don't spread anything you said in this control room outside..."

Schneider stood up, and the small cart with the oxygen tube connected to it made a harsh "squeaking" sound as it rubbed against the dark gray granite floor. He walked towards the door, and the friction sound became louder and louder.

On the central screen, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang finally walked away quickly, like two dormant beasts that heard the hunter's feigned gunshots and fled in panic.

"Children nowadays mature very early and are frighteningly smart. There are many things you think they don't know, but in fact they know them better than you do, like a mirror. Do you think they won't know if we don't tell them? They are just pretending to be ignorant even though they know the truth." Schneider looked at Manstein.

"What do you mean by your last sentence?" Manstein was stunned.

Schneider tapped the central screen with two fingers. "Norma, switch the footage from the surveillance camera at the door to half an hour ago."

The picture switched again, and this time Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang appeared on the big screen again. They put their ears against the heavy metal door, motionless, listening quietly to the movements in the control room.

In fact, "eavesdropping" is more appropriate, just like two children with childishness who want to eavesdrop on the conversation between adults... But they are not children, they are the best commissioners of this department, and their mission completion rate ranks first and second in the history of Kassel Academy.

When Schneider reached a certain point in his speech, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang outside the door looked at each other and knocked on the door in time to interrupt him.

"Aren't they too bold?" The two people outside the door had already left. Manstein no longer suppressed his tone. He raised his voice and flew into a rage, "They learned all this from your executive department! Eavesdropping and peeping, what's the difference between this behavior and thieves? Save the video recording and let me personally teach those two guys how terrible this behavior is!"

Manstein glared at Schneider fiercely. As a member of the discipline committee, he had zero tolerance for such immoral behavior!

"Yes, our discipline committee member, you'd better tell them that this kind of behavior is what bad kids do, and this is what good kids should do." Schneider's iron-gray eyes met Manstein's without hesitation, and a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"And then you'd better explain to the kids for me why the four of us, over two hundred years old combined, are hiding in a dark room like this, whispering about them like rats afraid to see the light!"

"You'd better help Cassel College explain to them why the board of directors is constantly monitoring them and investigating their backgrounds. Does this constitute an invasion of their privacy? How is this any different from robbery?"

"You'd better teach them to accept everything as it comes. Even if they're considered dangerous, they can't complain or resist. Tell them that if they're labeled as dangerous by bloodline, a 'lobotomy' won't affect their lives. At most, it will turn them into idiots who need to be fed, and they'll spend their entire lives in a dark mental hospital. That's all!"

Schneider's voice echoed in the control room for a long time, full of irony and bloodshed.

As the head of the executive department, he certainly had nothing to do with the word "clean". His hands were stained with the stench of blood, but even so, he was unwilling to go along with the old monsters on the school board. Those lunatics who had lost their humanity had nothing in their eyes except profit. Everything, including human lives, could be traded by them. They were as dirty as the maggots in the world's most smelly toilet!

If this guy Manstein still stands on the side of the board of directors, he will take off his oxygen mask, revealing his face covered with hideous scars, and spit at him to get out of this control room and not pollute the air here!

"That's not what I meant..." Manstein was dumbfounded. After being bombarded with words from Schneider, he slumped sluggishly on the soft-backed seat, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"If they were kept in the dark, I would feel so guilty that I couldn't sleep all night; if they had no desire to know the truth, I would feel that I had taught a group of cowards and I would be so disappointed in them... But fortunately, the two children have their own opinions, which is a good thing. Their lives should be in their own hands." said the always ruthless Schneider.

He stacked all the documents with special red seals, which indicated that their bloodline was questionable, on the black ashtray. Schneider gently slid a match and looked around at everyone.

"Anyone want to quit? There's still time."

Without exception, everyone's heads were shaking like rattles.

"very good."

Schneider threw the match onto the overlapping documents. The match drew a graceful arc and burned through the center of the paper. Flames flashed in the control room and smoke gathered... until the documents turned to ashes in the black ashtray.

Then he deftly piled the remaining films and documents back into the aluminum box, took out the new lock he had prepared long ago and clicked it, then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Guderian, Manstein, and Mans. "Okay, it's done. Now we are all accomplices. We should have a drink together."

"We can also play mahjong. The four of us can just fit together at one table." This was a new skill Guderian had learned during his trip to China. It was like discovering a new continent, and he was very addicted to it.

"Schneider, you destroyed the seal of the board of directors on the edge of the box in the alley. This means that the box was opened before it was handed over to the board of directors. Isn't this too obvious?" Mans asked in a low voice.

"The box was brought back from China by Chu Zihang. After being passed around for several times, it's very likely that it had been opened before Chu Zihang. There are countless people who want the things in this box, but we are the least likely to be suspected, right?" Schneider said confidently.

"So why would those hunters try to snatch this document? Who is their employer? What is his target? Kassel Academy? Or... someone or some people in this document?" Manstein lowered his head in thought.

"Who knows? Anyway, the person who did this must be a bad person." Schneider shrugged. "It's only natural for bad people to do bad things. They don't need any reason."

"Your logic is exactly the same as the executive department's style... simple and crude..." Manstein muttered.

At this moment, there was a slow and rhythmic knock on the door, and the four people exchanged glances quickly.

Schneider jumped up, grabbed the ashtray and threw it into the wastebasket, then poured in a can of Coke; Guderian threw a thick dictionary in and pressed it on top. Manstein quickly moved the muscles on his face and restored his usual seriousness and integrity as the director of the disciplinary committee; Mans slowly walked over and opened the door.

The heavy door opened silently, and a smiling young man stood outside. His long golden hair covered half of his face, and his features were surprisingly handsome.

The young man extended his hand. "Hello, Professor Mance? I'm Percy, the secretary of the board of directors. I've come to pick up a box on behalf of the trustees."

Percy, the young man who called himself "secretary", looked into the central control room. There was an aluminum box on the long table. Professor Schneider from the executive department, who looked dignified and indifferent, Professor Manstein, who was serious and overly upright, and Professor Guderian, who was whistling out of boredom, all seemed happy to see him and waved to him.

"Hi! Percy."

"Hello, professors!" Percy bowed slightly towards the room. Then, as if he smelled something strange, he covered his nose and asked, "Why do I smell a pungent smell of cigarette smoke?"

The three professors at the long table looked at each other, their eyes filled with panic and blame: Why didn't you think of this? I forgot about it too!

"Ahem." Professor Mans, who was still at the door, coughed twice, then took out a cigar from the inside of his windbreaker. "I couldn't help it. I feel itchy when I don't smoke this thing when I'm free."

The eye that showed through his long golden hair stared at the cigar in Professor Mans's hand, his gaze burning. "Bolivar, what a coincidence! Many elders in the Gattuso family also like to smoke this Cuban cigar produced by Rocha. I remember its taste..."

Percy turned his eye towards Professor Mance and sniffed the air with his tall nose, as if comparing the strong and pungent smell of smoke in the air with the taste of Bolivar cigars in his memory. A strange color flashed in his eyes.

Mans looked at the young man and subconsciously exerted force on the fingers holding the cigar, almost breaking it abruptly. The atmosphere in the control room was as quiet as death. Schneider's expression instantly sank, Manstein frowned deeply, and Guderian held his breath and dared not speak, his heart in his throat.

"It's just so pungent and choking." Patsy smiled nostalgically and sighed, "Like the vodka of cigars, Bolivar cigars are recognized as one of the strongest cigars in Cuba. Its flavor is characterized by earthy, sour, and barbecue-like smokiness. But Professor Mans, you should smoke less. Smoking is harmful to your health."

"Thank you." Professor Mans put away his cigar and forced a polite smile.

Percy took the sealed aluminum box and left without checking it. The people in the room gasped for breath, especially Mans, whose back inside his shirt was soaked with cold sweat from the previous conversation.

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"Honestly, I haven't finished my studies yet. Do I need to use an 'A' class and an 'S' class for something like orientation for a new student?"

After stepping onto the platform from the CC1000 train, Chu Zihang asked Lu Mingfei this question again. He was a very quiet man in the academy, and he was very serious and reserved when talking to Caesar, the members of the Lionheart Society, and even his mentor Schneider.

The only difference is that when it comes to his junior fellow apprentice Lu Mingfei, he sometimes talks like a gossip.

"Yes, I do. I can't handle it alone. Don't ask any more questions, brother!" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. "By the way, your academy courses have already ended. What do you mean by 'unfinished work'?"

"It's The Jade Road. I've recently been studying this alchemical document that was introduced to Europe from Egypt in 332 BC, and I just happened to have some thoughts and feelings." Chu Zihang answered in a serious tone.

"Brother!" Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at Chu Zihang seriously. "No matter when you study, the knowledge and literature will always be there. They won't grow legs and won't run away. But I can. My legs are very long, and I can take big steps and run very fast!"