Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 167 3E Exam
"Chief, there is the latest news about S-Class."

"Oh, at this point, the 3E exam hasn't started yet, right?"

"It's the night watchman forum. Someone made a bet related to S-level. One is betting on whether he can pass the 3E exam. Currently..."

"next."

"This kind of boring game, there is no need to understand it, it's a waste of time."

"clear."

"There is another gamble, which is to gamble on the serial number of the S-level awakened speech spirit."

"interesting."

"let me see."

Caesar held the notebook and clicked on the post.

Quickly browse through the five options offered by the bookmaker.

The gaze especially lingers on the last two.

Speech spirits outside the periodic table, or speechless spirits?

Scanning the cut-off time, there are still 10 minutes before the final offer.

At that time, the 3E exam also just started.

Just play with two.

Caesar thought so.

After all, it has something to do with S rank.

He hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head and chuckled.

Originally, Caesar habitually wanted to ask about Chu Zihang's choice.

As old enemies, it almost became an instinct for the two to fight against each other.

But before he could speak again, Caesar suddenly thought that the S-class named Lu Mingfei might be more interesting than Chu Zihang.

After a day of freedom, who cares about Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei, S grade, words like this completely occupied the night watchman forum and the field of vision of every teacher and student in Kassel.

It doesn't matter which one Chu Zihang chooses now.

The important thing is what is the spirit of the S-level awakening.

Caesar's eyes stayed on the fourth option, the mysterious word spirit outside the periodic table, and pondered for a moment.

He bets.

…………

"Minister, there are big fish!"

"Ten thousand dollars, ID is Dick Tudor!"

The news department, which was in full swing, suddenly fell silent.

They are all trying to digest the meaning of these four words.

Everyone knows that the two most famous people among contemporary students like to use their respective weapons as code names.

Maybe this is the old enemy.

Fighting everywhere, always thinking about deciding who is superior.

In some places, there is an amazing tacit understanding, a tacit understanding, or sympathy.

Caesar and Chu Zihang.

Dick Rado and Murasame.

Speaking of it, there are indeed some special literary works circulating among some girls in Kassel, in the form of comics and novels, and the protagonists are Chu Zihang and Kaiser. They are very popular and have rave reviews, just curious girls I tried several times to find the author's identity information, but to no avail. I only know that each booklet is priced at ten dollars and someone will take it away regularly, rain or shine.

The paparazzi of the news department did not expect that it was just a small gamble that would lead to Caesar's end.

But after thinking about it, they suddenly realized that it is no wonder, after all, it is S-level, and things related to S-level, even if it is just that he ate five elbows for breakfast, it is worth a top ten of the night watchman, let alone Bet on such a big event as his speech.

It can be said that all matters related to S rank are not trivial matters.

"Which bet has our honorable Mr. Chief made?"

"E."

"Caesar thinks that S-class cannot awaken the spirit of speech!"

There was a commotion in the news department.

"how is this possible!"

"Is there any special news from Caesar?"

"Maybe he was just joking, after all, he just suffered a loss under S-Class yesterday."

"Come on, the head of the student union is not such a small-minded guy."

"Wait, maybe I know what he's thinking!"

"Don't forget, Caesar's girlfriend, the red-haired Nuonuo, is rumored to be a speechless A-level."

"That said, it's not impossible for an S-rank to have no speech ability."

Victor asked Fingal.

"Minister, what do you mean?"

Fingel was trying hard to pour the last bit of Coke into his mouth, stretching out his tongue with a grim expression, not to mention how funny it was.

Victor kept a serious face, waiting for their minister to lick the drop of Coke.

Fingal let out a contented sigh.

"Oh, you ask me?"

He threw away the Coca-Cola cup and burped loudly.

"What can I mean?"

"It's a great honor for me to have the same opinion as the great Mr. Chief, do you understand, Victor!"

"But it's a gamble."

"It doesn't matter. There are enough people who choose B and C. Some will make money. Believe me, some will make money."

Suddenly someone exclaimed again.

"Murasame!"

"It's Chu Zihang, he also bet!"

"The president of the Lionheart Club chose...C, a high-ranking word spirit with a serial number above 100!"

"very good!"

Fingel kicked on the edge of the table with his two strong thighs, and the computer chair slid out with a grunt, and stopped in the middle of the room.

"There are still 5 minutes before the lock!"

"The last 5 minutes!"

"Everyone cheer up!"

Perhaps because of the IDs of Chu Zihang and Kaiser, coupled with the popularity of the S-level, their post rose rapidly, quickly occupying the headlines of the night watchman forum.

"Equipment Department! The Equipment Department is here!"

"They put $[-] on option A!"

"Damn, option A!"

"Are these guys crazy? Compared with the speechless spirit, the possibility of awakening a low-level speech spirit at S level is lower!"

"Looks like they bet a week's worth of burgers!"

"Minister, someone bet again, E, speechless."

"The night watchman is the vice-principal!"

"Even a professor is very childlike!"

"Greenland shade, bet C."

Everyone looked at each other.

Everyone knows whose ID this is.

The head of the executive department, the head of the embryo killers.

Just that lunatic whose mind is full of dragon slaying.

He even went to the gambling table to play a couple of games.

Imagine that professor dragging an oxygen cart aggressively rolling out a mountain of chips and saying "Stud" in a hoarse voice.

It's so subversive!
Unless Schneider is playing the kind of death game where whoever loses jumps into the sea to feed the sharks.

Otherwise, to put it bluntly, it's just money, does that guy really care?
"Not money!"

Fingal said.

"It's an S-class."

Everyone came back to their senses.

Yes, it's S rank.

It is not money or gambling that can attract Schneider's attention.

It's just because the object they bet on is S rank.

"It seems that our embryo killer is really interested in S-class."

Finger touched the green stubble on his chin and said with a smile.

"C, the high-ranking speech spirit with the serial number above 100 is also a high-risk speech spirit. It is worthy of being a master and apprentice. It is exactly the same as Chu Zihang's choice."

"Big order! Big order!"

Someone yelled again and again.

"Five thousand dollars, E, speechless!"

"The ID is..."

The man paused.

He blinked in disbelief.

Even when he saw Kaiser Chu Zihang and even Schneider's account before, he was never so surprised.

"who is it!"

Someone came over impatiently, but when he saw the background information on the screen clearly, he was also stunned.

More people became curious.

And more people fell silent.

Until the silent people surrounded the computer.

Fingal glanced in that direction.

"Use my authority."

""receive.

Victor opened the background.

In the next second, they also opened their eyes wide at the same time.

That ID is.

"Cambridge Knife"

The previous statement was not accurate, and some people once speculated that the reason why Chu Zihang and Caesar used their weapons as IDs was not due to the sympathy between old enemies, or any other special and taboo feelings.

The reason is actually very simple.

Angers.

Cambridge pocket knife.

The legendary dragon slayer named after his weapon.

Two of the best students of our time chose to follow suit.

This may be some kind of spiritual inheritance.

And now, that legendary dragon slayer is also gone.

"minister."

Victor murmured.

"Are we playing too big?"

"Be confident, my friend."

Fingel looked serious.

"It's already played big."

When Ange bet $[-] on Wu Lingling's option.

All of Fingel's calculations were in vain.

Let's see who has chosen Wuyanling.

Caesar, Night's Watch, Angers, and Fingel.

Of course the last guy can be ignored.

There is still one minute before the game is locked and the bets are stopped.

The Department of Public Information has ceased operations.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

Their plan to make a fortune has been declared bankrupt.

Even if the results of the S-level 3E exam were as Fingel expected, none of the words could be awakened.

Under the premise that a lot of chips are invested in this option, they can't make much money.

Busy busy.

Fingel suddenly looked at a boy.

"The pork knuckle you agreed with, don't try to play tricks!"

The boy's face was ugly.

He is the one who does not believe in evil and makes a bet on whether the S-level can pass the 3E exam.

As a result, as Fingel said, no one would bet on such an obvious thing.

The plan to make a lot of money with the S-level Yanling has been declared bankrupt, and Fingel will never give up lightly, even if it is just one elbow.

The last ten seconds...

The paparazzi of the news department have already cut out of the backstage, looking for new hot spots in boredom.

Only Victor is still paying attention to the beating of the data.

He found that most people bet on B, followed by E and C.

Originally, A would be the same as D, with zero players betting.

But the genius equipment department placed a heavy bet on A. No matter how you think, it is impossible for the S-level to awaken the low-ranking words, and the equipment department does the opposite. enough money to buy them junk food for a whole year.

Victor smiled.

But how is it possible.

Rather than believing that S-level will awaken low-level speech spirits, it is better to look at option D. The mysterious speech spirits outside the periodic table may sound unbelievable, but if this person is S-level...

Wait, this one is.

Victor found out that someone had bet on option D.

The very familiar ID, if I remember correctly, is Professor Guderian.

A slovenly face appeared in front of my eyes.

I heard that Professor Guderian seems to be very depressed these days. After all, whoever gets the S grade and loses it will not be in a good mood.

He also seems to often emphasize Lu Mingfei's genius to others.

Victor looked at the time, the last three seconds.

About to be locked.

There should be no surprises.

He glanced backstage one last time and stretched at the same time.

Just this action.

"what!"

Victor and his chair hit the ground.

Everyone cast their eyes curiously.

But he saw that the deputy minister looked like a ghost.

"Ten... one hundred thousand!"

He swallowed.

"Before the lock-up, someone voted [-] on the word spirit outside the periodic table of S-level awakenings!"

Everyone cheered and surrounded them.

"who is it!"

"Let me see, um, how to read this ID?"

"yanluol, is there such a word?"

"Wait, try using Chinese."

"Yan Luo, Yan Luo."

Everyone looked at each other.

They all saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Except for one person.

Fingal blinked strangely.

"Yama."

he repeated.

"Minister, do you know who it is?"

Fingal nodded, then shook his head again.

"I seem to have seen it on the S-level student card."

"His code name is Yanluo."

"That is to say."

Someone murmured.

"S-level bet [-] U.S. dollars to bet that he will awaken, the spirit of speech outside the periodic table."

Fingel nodded solemnly.

"Failed."

He said.

"Next time, the S class should be banned from participating in betting."

…………

"Hello, S-Class."

Nuonuo chewed gum and sat on the podium.

"Oh, hello, hello."

Lu Mingfei smiled friendly.

"Your seat is here, hurry up, the exam is about to start."

The girl pointed in a direction.

On that table was a card with Lu Mingfei's code name written on it.

"yanluo"

Lu Mingfei smiled, pulled out the chair and sat down.

He saw Ling in the front row turn his head, and the two looked at each other. Lu Mingfei made a cheering gesture, and the girl nodded.

The exam is about to start.

Lu Mingfei looked at the classroom.

I don’t know whether to say accident or reason, everyone here has a beautiful face, which makes people feel like they have entered the high school in Japanese anime, and if they pull out any one, they will debut and become idols in an instant kind of level.

However, it is understandable when you think about it. Hybrids are generally not bad in appearance. In addition to bringing powerful power and spiritual hidden dangers, dragon blood also improves the gene expression of hybrids, making their facial features more harmonious and more pleasing to the eye. Perfect.

This is what Chu Zihang explained to Lu Mingfei in the preschool tutoring.

In fact, Lu Mingfei sometimes thinks that dragon blood is quite strange, and it can do incredible things like words and spirits, and sometimes it can be explained with the framework of modern science, such as genes, etc., and I don’t know what the road is Should it be considered strong or weak.

After all, the power of speech spirit, the explanation of mixed race scholars is to use the dragon text to expand the domain, and order the space in the domain, so as to produce specific effects.

This is both the domain and the order. No matter how you look at it, it must be related to the power of the rules.

However, as for the mixed race, even the inhuman cultivation level is not comparable, and they are actually using the power to affect the rules.

What does this look like to Lu Mingfei?

Like a hominid in furs wielding a Star Wars lightsaber.

How to look how awkward.

In particular, Lu Mingfei had actually fought Norton of Bronze and Fire.

Although it seems a bit exaggerated to say this, but.

too weak.

Bronze and Fire, Norton.

too weak.

No matter how you say it, it is an existence that has mastered authority.

It is even one of the four basic authorities in this world.

It's so weak.

So, Lu Mingfei guessed that there must be some kind of problem with the dragons in this world.

Even as the little devil said, the twins on the throne need to devour each other to gain real power and power.

But such a condition has its own problems.

In Lu Mingfei's opinion, this is not the right way to gain power at all.

Rather like, curse.

Or rather, the shackles.

Who would use such means to suspend the four thrones for a long time.

The twins need to devour each other to become the real king.

But their deep love for each other prevents them from really doing it.

It was nothing short of torture.

And extend this torment to thousands of years.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that if one day he met a crazy Dragon King, he would not be surprised at all.

It can even express some understanding and sympathy.

How should I put it, the Dragon King is not easy.

As for this road, even the dragon kings at the source of the blood are suffering under the curse.

It is understandable that the power of the next generation, the third generation, and the mixed race is incomplete.

"S-class!"

The boy at the front desk turned his head.

"I'm the president of the freshman fraternity, Kilan."

The boy who introduced himself in this way smiled.

"Of course, the freshman fraternity is all about yesterday. Since you appeared, there is one and only one new force in Kassel, Kyushu!"

"Thank you for your support."

Lu Mingfei nodded. Before he came to Kassel, he was worried that he would not be able to recruit people for the establishment of the Kyushu branch. He did not expect that his club had not yet applied for it. Everyone was crying and shouting to join. They were so enthusiastic that not only did they not need salary , even willing to pay out of pocket.

With emotion in his heart, Lu Mingfei completed the signature and handed it to Qilan.

The student, who resembled a Bollywood star, accepted the autograph in amazement, shaking his head while admiring it.

"Art! It's just art!"

He looked at Lu Mingfei with burning eyes.

"Your signature will definitely become a work of art, S-class!"

"I will definitely treasure it and stick it on the head of the bed when I go back. I will fall asleep looking at your signature every day. There is nothing better than this!"

Lu Mingfei: ...

He silently stayed away from this dear friend, and at the same time stamped "pending" on the other party's application for membership in his heart.

"S-rank, can you sign me too?"

"Me too."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, please..."

Soon, Lu Mingfei was submerged again.

He couldn't count how many times he was overwhelmed by fanatical students in two days.

He took the notebook mechanically, signed it mechanically, and handed it back mechanically.

Lu Mingfei was thinking about whether he should learn from senior Chu, not to mention that his paralyzed face is really bluffing, once the Bingshan aura is opened, no one is allowed to enter, girls don’t have the guts to sign autographs , I always feel that this killer will pull out Murasame and engrave words on his thigh without saying a word...

Wait, isn't this awesome!

Of course, Lu Mingfei would not have some strange thoughts.

But his mood is also very complicated.

Lu Mingfei silently looked at the stockings in the girl's hand.

The other party looked shy.

"Could you please sign this?"

"Don't worry, I haven't worn any."

Lu Mingfei heard someone sigh sensitively.

It was a boy who seemed disappointed.

Wait what are you disappointed in!

Sure enough, mixed races are weird guys.

Lu Mingfei thought secretly.

Just at this time, there was a voice like sounds of nature from the podium.

"Okay, okay, students."

Manstein said coldly.

"The 3E exam is not the time for you to chase stars."

The students smiled and quickly returned to their respective positions.

During this process, everyone nodded to Lu Mingfei, as if he was some kind of important person who could only leave with Lu Mingfei's permission.

Oh no.

He is a big shot.

Manstein glanced at Lu Mingfei, showing a half-smile expression.

"Looks like our S-Class got into his role pretty quickly."

The professor didn't say much, but clapped his hands.

"Okay, the 3E exam is about to start, everyone who has a mobile phone should turn it off, don't try..."

He said things like don't cheat.

The students took out their mobile phones and turned them off one after another with different sound effects.

Suddenly a cold female voice sounded.

"I look forward to meeting you next time, Yan Luo."

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to... S-rank.

Lu Mingfei looked blank.

He just wanted to turn off the phone in general.

Really nothing else.

But as soon as the smartphone was taken out, Norma talked by herself, and then turned off by herself.

He hasn't done anything yet.

The students looked curiously at the white metal cube in Lu Mingfei's hand, what is it?mobile phone?Can any cell phone look like this?And the voice just now was...

"Norma."

Someone whispered.

"The campus secretary in Kassel, I heard her voice when I was enrolled."

"That's right, it's her."

"But why does Norma appear in the S-class mobile phone?"

"I really doubt your bloodline. Let's see what you asked. Why did Norma appear in the S-class mobile phone? Because he is S-class."

Everyone looked at Lu Mingfei with even more reverence.

"I saw seniors discussing on the forum that even if the executive department wants to get Norma's help, it has to write a report honestly and apply."

"Of course, Norma is an artificial intelligence. I checked the information, and it is absolutely impossible to create artificial intelligence with the current level of human technology, so do you know what this means?"

The man didn't wait for an answer, and continued to talk on his own.

"It means that the birth of Norma is not only human technology, but also the alchemy technology of dragons."

"This is the crystallization of high-end technology of humans and dragons."

"I even suspect that the creators of Norma referred to part of the life-making technology, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how artificial intelligence was born."

Professor Manstein on the podium glanced at the man.

If I remember correctly, the student who was talking eloquently had already received doctorates from several universities including Cambridge, and received an invitation from the Equipment Department as soon as he entered Kassel.

He just glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.

Dragon's blood brought extraordinary body and mind to the hybrids. There were too many such students. Kassel never lacked talents, and what Kassel needed was not just a mere genius.

This academy that trains dragon slayers is waiting for leaders, or monsters.

Thinking of this, Manstein glanced at the S-class again.

Kassel's campus secretary, the powerful artificial intelligence Norma, appeared on the S-class mobile phone and became his personal life assistant.

Is this hard to understand?

Not at all.

He is S rank.

"The exam begins."

Manstein asked Nuonuo to distribute the test papers.

And announced that everyone can discuss and walk around, but the strange rule that plagiarizing each other's answers is prohibited.

Then he and Nuonuo closed the door and left the examination room.

In an instant, the students quarreled in confusion.

"What about the topic!"

"What to write if there are no exam questions!"

"I said earlier that dragons and hybrids are all movies!"

The students shook the papers over and over again. No matter how you looked at them, both sides were as white as snow, without a single word. It was so clean that one wondered if Nuonuo played a bad joke on them and handed out the draft paper as answer papers. down.

Think about the girl's appearance, not to mention the possibility is quite high.

　PS: In this book, I will call Caesar the chief. After all, it is too strange to repeat the words that there are two presidents. Chu Zihang is the president.

　　Of course, it could have been called the chairman, but the chairman is...inappropriate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)