Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 165 The Frightened Fingal
The quality of the uniform is really good.

Lu Mingfei, who was walking forward dragging Fingel's trousers, thought so.

The lights were so bright that they could be described as brilliant, and the corridors were spotlessly clean. Even though it only took half a day to clean up, the student union did not leave the S-Class a messy Norton Hall.

On the contrary, it can be said that this place is simply too magnificent, like a palace.

Of course, neither of the two people present would think so.

It may be exaggerated to say it, but the fact is exactly that, that is to say, both Ling and Lu Mingfei had the experience of living in the palace, which is the real palace, where the emperor once lived, or is currently living. , It is completely different from those things that say "Noble Courtyard" or "Royal Villa" on the house number, but in fact it is just a picture drawn by a designer who was drunk and cut corners.

The so-called pattern, mind, and taste are actually like this. You have been to high enough places and enjoyed enough unique scenery. To put it bluntly, it's really beautiful, that's all.

By now, Lu Mingfei's information had been circulated on the night watchmen, his past life was presented in front of the mixed-races without reservation, and the elites also observed it carefully with [-]% enthusiasm.

Fingel is right in saying that whether Lu Mingfei admits it or not, at this moment he is the focus of all Kassel students, even graduates.

Or, more accurately, rising legends.

It doesn't even have to be compared with the heroes of history.

There is another living example in modern times.

Angers.

The S-class designated by the old man, recognized by him, enjoys the same status as a teenager.

If that's all, people can still say that maybe the old man is getting old, and at the age of 130, it is possible to miss it occasionally.

But Lu Mingfei proved his class with his actions.

It also proved that the old man did not lose sight.

That being the case, it is worth talking about the room for imagination that Lu Mingfei can provide.

The next legend, especially at such a special point in time, the prophecy of the end of 2012 may be just an unsolved mystery in the world of ordinary people, satisfying people's curiosity and becoming a talking point, nothing more.

At least no one in suits and ties will face first-class professors and scholars in the halls of Harvard or Cambridge and talk about "how to deal with the Mayan civilization's 2012 end of the world."

That's just crazy.

But such crazy things are happening frequently in mixed-race societies.

They are in Chicago, in Paris, in Tokyo, in the deep sea, in the polar regions.

Almost all the mixed-race organizations that can get on the stage are discussing 2012 nervously.

This is the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's head.

And the silk thread that hangs the sharp sword is already crumbling.

The students who went to university in the same class as Lu Mingfei didn't know about it.

When they have spent four years of beautiful or decadent life, they have not even waited to get their graduation certificates.

The world will end.

And the mixed race who learned the doomsday prophecy was the group of people who paid the most attention to Lu Mingfei.

There are not only heroes in the epic, but also crises waiting for the heroes to solve.

The two complement each other, and it is the unsolvable crisis that can bring out the greatness of heroes far beyond ordinary people.

And what crisis can compare to the end of the world?

Someone stared at the S-rank figure descending from the sky, and saw the young man standing tall, and suddenly had an absurd thought.

For a moment, they actually felt that 2012, the desperate and incomprehensible 2012, might just be a stage set up for this young man.

The name used to achieve legend.

But really?
they thought.

Really, is it just a legend?

If a person can even settle the end of the world.

Just a title like legend, is it really enough to call him?

On this page, many people are doomed to lose sleep.

As Fingal said.

Many people fell asleep looking at Lu Mingfei's photos.

But they think of the future of humans and hybrids, of apocalyptic crises, of saga and of epics.

Of course, except for some girls.

As for the center of the vortex, the focus of everyone's eyes, our S-class Lu Mingfei.

Norton Pavilion, conference room.

Although the Kyushu branch has not yet been established, there is already an organization called Kyushu in China on the other side of the ocean, so it is understandable that Lu Mingfei held a meeting here in the name of Kyushu.

Participants included Kyushu co-teacher Lu Mingfei, disciple Ling, and non-staff member Fingel.

"I want to be a disciple too, Master Lu!"

"turn down."

Speaking of which, Lu Mingfei once did seriously think about how others should call him.

Master is definitely not suitable.

As he said to Schneider on the CC1000 train, a master is also a master, especially for those who practice martial arts, one day is a teacher and a life is a father. The weight of these two words is far more important than it seems many.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if there is someone who calls Lu Mingfei a master one day, then this person must be Lu Mingfei's real disciple who has entered the sect, teaching him or her the secret record of dragons and snakes, and teaching him or her the various shapes and forms of beasts. In the foreseeable future, he will travel the world as the six-generation descendant of Dragon and Snake Secret Record No. 20, and compete with all warriors to prove what he has learned.

It is too early to think about these things now, there are less than [-] people who practice Kyushu Martial Arts, let alone the world.

What should the rest of the people call themselves?
Yuanyuan and Chen Ping'an are easy to say, call the teacher directly, this extraordinary is the door opened by Lu Mingfei, martial arts is the road led by Lu Mingfei, and many passes and details are also created by Lu Mingfei alone.

He deserved this teacher.

But what about Chu Zihang and Ling?
Hybrids are born extraordinary and don't need to open the door.

Moreover, their relationship with Lu Mingfei is more complicated, such as Chu Zihang, it is really strange to hear him keep calling himself teacher.

Lu Mingfei hadn't figured out why yet, but his disciples had already agreed that he was originally a martial artist of mixed race, and they collectively called him Master Lu.

And they each call their own.

Still take Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang as examples.

I call you Senior, and you call me Master Lu, it's good that we don't delay the two.

Speaking of it, in private, when Lu Mingfei was not present, the disciples of the Kyushu Martial Arts Class mentioned it while chatting.

If 20 years later, or ten years later, what will people call Lu Shi?

In other words, when Kyushu Martial Art does not need to be kept secret, it can be popular in the world.

Lu Mingfei, who passed down martial arts, what kind of situation should it be?

Perhaps it was as a certain martial arts master who left the venue halfway said.

The name Lu Mingfei will appear in Chinese and history textbooks in the future.

Students at that time may have to do such questions.

"Please select the time when Kyushu was officially established from the following four options."

Thinking about it for a while, there is a surge of enthusiasm in my chest, how to say that idiom, it is honorable.

And today's meeting that took place in the Norton Hall of Kassel College will definitely enter the history textbooks in the future, and it will torture the fragile nerves of the students countless times.

"Haven't you started yet?"

Fingal looked left and right, and wriggled restlessly in his chair.

"Wait, there's still one person left."

Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei curiously.

"Anyone else?"

Just listen to him ask.

"Who?"

Fingel was surprised. The S-class was almost inseparable from him all day. Lu Mingfei kept pinching his watch to count how long he had been squatting in the toilet, and there was something that Fingel didn't know about!
Just as Lu Mingfei was about to say something, his expression changed, and he looked towards the door of the meeting room with a smile.

"he came."

Fingel froze for a moment.

here, who?

Doubts were quickly answered.

The door rang.

Lu Mingfei said please come in.

Fingel's curious eyes widened when he saw the person coming.

"Kill the embryo!"

Chu Zihang, who was carrying Cun Yu, glanced at him, those scorching golden pupils made Fingel shrink his neck.

But, it's weird.

Chu Zihang's golden pupils seemed to have dimmed a bit.

Is it the sequelae left after fighting the S-class during the day?
or……

Fingel thought of another incredible possibility.

Chu Zihang's lineage is stabilizing.

He is one of the few people who knows the essence of the "golden pupils that never go out".

The students in Kassel only thought it was a sign of Chu Zihang's excellent lineage.

But this is only one aspect.

It never goes out, in other words, it cannot be turned off, it cannot be manipulated.

Also unable to stabilize.

To put it bluntly, Chu Zihang is just a walking dynamite bag, and it is not surprising that he will turn into a Deadpool with a bang.

But at this moment, his golden pupils dimmed.

Fingel recalled Chu Zihang during the day.

Especially before the battle with S rank.

Sure enough, he remembered that Chu Zihang's golden pupils were a little dimmer than before before the fight with S-level.

is that you
Fingel didn't turn his head, and he wasn't stupid enough to look at the young man sitting in the main seat from the corner of his eye.

Reality is not a game, and there is no such thing as a strong man with exaggerated strength and speed but ridiculously dull perception.

Such a guy is not considered strong at all.

If Fingel unscrupulously observes Lu Mingfei from the corner of his eye, and at the same time turns his small thoughts in his heart, he still thinks that the other party can't find him.

That's definitely not a problem with the S pole.

There was something wrong with his brain.

Chu Zihang sat down on the first seat to the left of Lu Mingfei.

"Sorry for being late."

"It's okay, we are early, senior, you are just right."

Finger suddenly pointed at Chu Zihang exaggeratedly, with an expression on his face as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Boss! This is a competitor!"

"Our meeting in Kyushu, a leader of the Lionheart Society got mixed in!"

"This guy must be a spy!"

Fingel flashed to the door with a loyal face.

"This guy must be here to spy on information. Boss, you go first, and I will come back!"

"Hey Hey hey."

Lu Ming looked at it in vain.

"Can you let go of the door when you say that? It's not convincing at all!"

He shook his head.

"Come back, the senior is one of our own."

"My own?"

Fingal had a ghostly expression on his face.

"Lionheart Club is our own people!"

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei said.

"is there a problem?"

"If you enter Kyushu, you will still have to call him Senior Brother later."

"Brother, drink tea!"

Fingel doggedly handed over boiled water, which was still in a disposable cup.

Chu Zihang hummed lightly.

Lu Mingfei was a little curious.

Don't look at the majestic look on his senior's face, and his demeanor of a master.

Not sure what he was thinking.

When Chu Zihang mentioned Chen Wenwen calmly after training one day, Lu Mingfei found out that this person is just a simple facial paralysis, which has nothing to do with a cold personality, and even a little bit of gossip.

It was the kind of two little girls in middle school who got together and said in a low voice with an excited but suppressed expression.

"Hey, do you know that so-and-so likes..."

Yes, this kind.

You just replace the excited person with Chu Zihang's face, imagine his calm expression and speak calm words, and then discuss gossip with others.

Not to mention, it's pretty cute.

"All right."

Lu Mingfei said.

The Kyushu members attending the meeting fell silent.

Mainly Fingel, and the remaining two, one and one Chu Zihang, you don’t need to think about the virtues of staying together. They can sit across the table for a day without making a sound. Go can also be segmented, and Chu Zihang and Ling are at least masters.

The theme of today's meeting is also simple, it is the establishment of the Kyushu branch.

The Kyushu Branch, the full name of the Kyushu Branch in Kassel, is an extremely important part of Lu Mingfei's plan.

He will use this as a fulcrum to leverage the entire mixed-race society and spread martial arts.

Therefore, this first step is extremely important and cannot be neglected.

"Let's talk about it, what are the procedures for establishing an association in Kassel."

Lu Mingfei motioned for everyone to speak freely.

Zero looked at Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang looked at Fingel.

Finger looked at Zero, then at Chu Zihang, and looked at Lu Mingfei hesitantly.

Lu Mingfei covered his forehead.

"It's fine as a zero-sum senior. Didn't you call yourself the uncrowned king of Kassel, Fingel? You also said that there is nothing in this academy that you don't know. Why, look at what I do, and what are the conditions for establishing a club?"

Fingal smiled.

"Well, boss, you can't blame me. You see, Kassel has been established for almost 100 years. There are only two associations, the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union, and one is a special club that has existed since the school was founded. organize…"

"So what do you mean?"

"Well, let's put it this way."

Fingal thought about it.

"Boss, you should have noticed that the Lionheart Club and the Student Union cannot simply be defined as student associations."

"They also have certain violent attributes."

"Both are continuously sending talents to the executive department and equipment department."

"Even, many members of the two clubs have started to frequently perform missions before graduation, fighting with dangerous mixed races."

Having said that, he gave Chu Zihang a doggy smile.

"From a certain point of view, it is more accurate to use the positioning of the Reserve Corps to introduce the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union."

"So, here's the key."

Fingal said finally.

"If it's just an ordinary student club, boss, you can create it casually, just write an application."

"But in Kassel, every member of the reserve corps is a mixed race. If you just pull out a few people, you can easily deal with special forces that are twice or even three times your own size."

"Boss, you are not building a club."

"You are building a private armed force."

He asked Chu Zihang again.

"Eldest brother must also know that with your prestige in the Lionheart Society, an order to lead the younger brothers to the Middle East is completely enough to control the chaotic situation there."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"I see."

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"Then how did Caesar do it?"

Fingal shrugged.

"Who knows?"

"The establishment of private armed forces must be classified information, and it is estimated that only the chief lord knows it."

"After going around for a while, do I still have to find him?"

Lu Mingfei looked down at the invitation letter on the table.

At the ball the day after tomorrow, Caesar celebrated his girlfriend's birthday, and Rosalia sent an invitation letter together with the documents from the Norton Pavilion.

Invite S class.

Originally, it is not impossible to go to Kaiser tomorrow, but there is 3E exam tomorrow, so let’s just go through the motions, and I still have to go there after all.

Kyushu's first meeting in Kassel ended without a problem.

But history seems to be like this.

What can be discussed at the first meeting?
Its symbolism is far stronger than the meeting itself.

The gradual growth of a new food is formed by the accumulation of countless firsts.

The four returned to the dormitory building, went up the steps together, turned around together, and...

"Wait senior, did you go to the wrong dormitory?"

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang who was standing on the other side of his dormitory in surprise.

"Tuned."

said the boy.

"Tuned."

Lu Mingfei said oh.

Wait, does this scene look familiar?

He looked bullishly to the other side, and Classmate Zero was closing the door.

"Boss, you don't know yet, do you?"

Finger said proudly.

"The prices of dormitories around you have increased!"

"Price increase?"

"That's it, on the other side."

Fingel pointed.

"Do you know who the current owner of that room is?"

Of course Lu Mingfei is not stupid.

It's all laid out here, after thinking about it for a while, he said.

"Caesar?"

"bingo!"

Fingel smiled and snapped his fingers.

"I heard that it cost thirty thousand dollars, tsk tsk, the young master is the young master, and he doesn't blink when burning money."

"What about the senior?"

Lu Mingfei became curious.

"How much did the senior spend?"

"Boss, have you forgotten?"

Finger said deeply.

"He has Murraya for killing embryos."

Lu Mingfei thought about it and laughed out loud.

"But why, why are all the dormitories changed suddenly..."

"It's not because of you."

"because I?"

"It's like a low-mass star orbiting a massive one."

"Like the moon, the earth, and the sun."

"And you, boss."

Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei inexplicably.

"You are the sun."

After all, Lu Mingfei still needs some time to adapt to the change in his identity.

What he didn't know was.

The quotes on the forums about dormitories around the S-Class are far more drastic than what Fingal said.

But not whoever has the most money can have the last laugh.

Everyone wants to be closer to S-Class.

This is the charm of the strong, or the leader.

But not everyone can grab the opportunity to live next to the S-class.

Money is indeed one of the conditions, but it is the least important of the conditions.

In addition, you have to have a matching identity.

For example, Lionheart Club President, Student Council President.

The strong always attract the strong.

After all, only in each other's bodies can one feel the same kind of breath.

…………

As expected of an S class, tomorrow is the 3E exam, yet he can still sleep so deeply.

In the dormitory, it was pitch black, and without a sound, a figure sat up from the bed.

His deft, feline movements clearly clashed with his bulky frame.

It's hard to imagine how he could not even make a sound.

What an amazing skill.

The figure controlled his gaze, trying not to look at the sleeping boy on the other bed in the room.

His feet lightly stepped on the ground.

go to the door.

He thought of the girl in the white dress.

I can't wait.

he already……

"Where are you going?"

The figure suddenly paused.

Heartbeat almost stopped.

The muscles of the whole body are completely tense.

The hairs on the back of the neck exploded.

In the darkness, a lazy voice came from the S-class bed.

"Go to the toilet, Fingal."

(End of this chapter)