Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 171 Testing the Words and the Outstanding Equipment Department (Wan Geng)
After seeing the style of vice-principal Caesar, Fingel and others, Lu Mingfei thought that he had fully understood the true face of Kassel, the highest institution in the mixed-race society.

Or virtue.

but!Here comes the point, but!

He is still naive.

When Lu Mingfei briefly described the speech spirit he had awakened, and saw the recorded professor perform a wonderful face change from bewilderment to shock mixed with disbelief and ecstasy.

A pair of heavily armed janitors, well, this group of 1.9-meter muscular men with submachine guns and tactical daggers in their waists should be janitors, right?In short, a few good brothers who looked like they had bought a gym annual card and died rushed in, and surrounded Lu Mingfei politely and politely.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei was frightened.

You can't use the word scare, which is somewhat biased. A more accurate way to say it should be surprise.

It's really dangerous. Lu Mingfei almost made a move. If it weren't for Chu Zihang and the cadres of the Lion Heart Club who arrived in time, the body transport agreement just signed by the janitors would have come into effect. Not only the janitors, but even Lu Ming Fei also had lingering fear on his face.

"Seniors, next time you need to take action, please say hello first, what should you do if there is an emergency, killing someone is not a joke."

Lu Mingfei said this to Chu Zihang.

, Facially paralyzed, such as the chairman, he hesitated to speak several times, and finally nodded reluctantly because he had to call this guy a road master.

Then Lu Mingfei went down to the ground under the escort of the Lionheart Club elites and janitors led by Chu Zihang.

On the way, a boy who claimed to be Lancelot, the vice president of the Lion Heart Club and secretary of Chu Zihang, explained to Lu Mingfei.

It seems to say that Lu Mingfei's awakened speech skills are quite amazing, which directly alarmed the professors and the equipment department. The principal personally ordered them to escort Lu Mingfei to the training ground for testing, perhaps out of safety considerations to avoid stimulating the S-level , Lancelot also emphasized the word "test", emphasizing that it is not an experiment, all test items are based on Lu Mingfei's will, and there will be absolutely no forced behavior.

In fact, Lancelot's worries are completely unnecessary.

Lu Mingfei didn't care that Kassel would feel bad for him.

Heh, if you want to be unfavorable to him, you must at least have the matching strength first.

If it wasn't for spreading martial arts, Lu Mingfei might not have come to Kassel.

With his current martial arts practice of vigorous self-generation and repeated cycles, he has already started to warm and nourish the root marrow, and he will be able to miraculously self-generate and become inhuman when things come to fruition. The mere Kassel, except for the well-known principal Angers who has not met yet, may have to Counting the vice-principal of the dead house in the clock tower, and excluding these two, there really isn't anyone worthy of Lu Mingfei's fear.

So, they can do whatever they want to test, it doesn't matter if they mean harm or not, don't look at Lu Mingfei's laughing and talking, if you really think he can handle it at will, you are wrong, big mistake.

As for Lu Mingfei's concern.

Why is the senior's secretary a boy?

He looked at Lancelot suspiciously.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

only……

"escort?"

"Well, although the probability of this happening is very low, it's not absolutely zero. Considering your particularity and importance, the principal specially ordered us to send you safely to the training ground."

"Ok."

Lu Mingfei said this on his lips, but everyone present could see his expression on his face. His thoughts were very simple.

As long as you can beat me and escort me?
What's the matter if the security personnel can fight without a target?

Lancelot also looked helpless.

To be honest, he was stupid when he received the mission. What's the situation, S-rank, escort?
Who protects whom?
Well, in short, the tasks assigned by the above must be carried out no matter how unreasonable they are. They are the Lionheart Club, not like the flamboyant group of student unions.

It was the first time for Lu Mingfei to visit the underground of Kassel.

After a series of tedious verification measures, they finally arrived at the destination of this trip.

Along the way, Lu Mingfei was dazzled by seeing all kinds of organs and weapons, and even sensed the energy reaction that even he had to cheer up several times, probably something like an alchemy matrix.

"Speaking of what's ahead?"

he asked curiously.

"It needs such a high security level, is it Norma's body?"

Several members of the Lionheart Club who were in charge of escorting showed subtle expressions.

The task of the underground janitors came to an end, and their ordinary people had no permission to enter the road afterwards.

"Although I heard that the security measures of Norma's body are similar to those here."

Lancelot coughed slightly.

"Anyway, you'll see you soon."

Sure enough, when the last thing with a thickness of 200cm, who didn't know whether to call it an alloy door or an alloy wall, rose up.

Lu Mingfei's curiosity was finally answered.

I saw a group of people wearing space suits and wearing glass fish tanks. That thing should be a glass fish tank, right? In short, it was just such a group of strange people blocking the door, with their enthusiastic eyes fixed on Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened.

"what is this!"

Lancelot coughed twice more subtly.

"The minister of our equipment department, and his staff."

"Equipment Department!"

Lu Mingfei recalled all kinds of rumors about this magical department.

Especially on the night watchman forum, you can always find some unbelievable posts in some strange corners, which contain content that looks like urban legends at first glance, for example, it looks like bread and tastes like bread, but it is Magic props that can explode.

Just when you think they're just playing some well-established game, they'll tell you in all seriousness.

No, it's not a setting, it's all real.

The bread that can detonate and so on are all real items.

Similar to this, there are chewing gum that can blow up a person's chin to the sky with a single bite, and bow ties that can blow up a neck as long as they are fastened according to the standard steps. As for ordinary explosives such as lighters, ballpoint pens, and cigarette cases, they are hardly mentioned. necessary.

What, you say these things are not explosives?
That's why you haven't been to the equipment department, my dear friend.

Solids can no longer satisfy these lunatics.

They are trying to transform Coke into a bomb, a liquid that can maintain a stable state at room temperature and pressure. Both the vision and the taste are perfectly coincident with Coke. Only when certain conditions are met, such as eating French fries immediately after drinking Coke, It will explode with a bang.

It sounds like a fantasy, right? Only a lunatic can come up with an idea, but the application for the project has already been placed on Angers' desk. Of course, it cannot be completed only by means of technology, but the equipment department has almost everything in its hands. It can be said that it is the most cutting-edge alchemy technology of mixed races. The combination of human technology and dragon alchemy is no exaggeration.

As for why the project of the Coca-Cola Bomb has not yet been completed, the main reason is that there are huge differences within the equipment department. One group of people firmly believes that the taste of Coca-Cola should be chosen, and only Coca-Cola is the real Coke, but another group of people hold completely different opinions Viewpoint, they laugh at each other as old and stubborn, young people should try something new and creative like Pepsi.

For this reason, the two groups of people quarreled fiercely, and even fought violently. In just one week, more than ten people were sent to the infirmary. This behavior also caused a lot of burden on the medical system in Kassel, mainly the doctors. We discovered a phenomenon that the two parties of "Kekoujiao" and "Pepsijiao" must not be placed in the same ward, otherwise the doctors and nurses will have to beat the people in the ward when they walk away.

According to their words, this is called faith!No profanity!

Although the doctors don't understand how the taste of soda drinks has risen to the level of blasphemy, but, well, it's the equipment department after all, so I'm used to it.

When Lu Mingfei finished understanding the ins and outs of the "Coke incident", he was in a trance. He thought that having a vice president and a good talent like Finger in the dignified Dragon Slaying Academy was the limit, but Kassel always could The unexpected place surprised him, no matter how hard he used his brain, he would never have guessed that there is such an outstanding geomantic land as the equipment department, oh no, the blessed land of Xianjia!
But at this moment, he finally saw the immortals who lived in seclusion in the blessed land.

Why do these guys have a fish tank on their heads?

Lu Mingfei stepped into the equipment department with such doubts.

"stop!"

Minister Muhammad rushed forward with a stride.

"How can you come in directly!"

"How dangerous, how dangerous!"

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

Could it be... is there some kind of colorless and odorless chemical weapon in the equipment department?

Well, it makes sense that they each have fishbowls on their heads.

Just as he was thinking like this, he saw a few strange people in heavy chemical protective suits walking over, and they were spitting wildly at Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Lancelot and the others. Alcohol".

Minister Mohammad was still shaking his head vigorously.

"Do you know how many bacteria there are outside?"

"Just come in directly, what if your backward and immature body pollutes our precious brain?"

"Who is responsible for the impact, ah, who..."

He turned around emotionally.

Lancelot and members of the Lionheart Club hugged Lu Mingfei tightly.

"Calm down, S-rank, calm down! Don't be as knowledgeable as these guys! If you punch them, they'll all die!"

"Let go of me! Let me go! Damn who is behind! Who is not fully developed! Ben Yan Luo will accept you today! Hurry up and confess in front of the judge, you bastard!"

In short, they entered the equipment department safely.

Of course, Lu Mingfei was only joking, and if he really wanted to do something, none of these people could stop him except the senior.

As for Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei even felt that the senior could help him watch the wind when he bloodbathed the equipment department.

Tacit understanding, tacit understanding, do you understand what is tacit understanding?

…………

"A new word spirit?"

Mr. Minister of the Equipment Department stroked his chin, pondering.

"Although it is a pity that there is no way to explode, don't be discouraged. After our development, there may still be a certain chance for you to research the function that can successfully explode."

He said to Lu Mingfei with such earnestness and earnestness.

"Thanks actually I'm not interested in explosions."

"Don't suppress your nature."

Mr. Minister earnestly.

"Whose instinct would be to think about things like explosions!"

Lu Mingfei refuted.

The calm eyes behind the pair of glass fish tanks watched over.

Lu Mingfei: ...

"Well, I know you are."

"Oh, by the way, before the experiment begins."

The minister cleared his throat.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Muhammad, and I'm in charge of testing your new language tonight."

"Oh, my name is Lu Mingfei."

With that said, he stretched out his hand.

The imagined handshake did not take place.

On the contrary, the face of the minister who claimed to be Muhammad changed wildly. He jumped back almost as exaggeratedly as a robot cat saw a mouse, and quickly and skillfully pulled a member of the equipment department next to him to block him, revealing a pair of vigilant eyes. Staring at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei: ...

He looked at his hands, then at Muhammad.

what happened?

"Quick! Put it down!"

Muhammad's voice trembled.

"Do you want to kill me!"

"I just wanted to shake hands..."

"Oh my goodness!"

Muhammad screamed like a robot cat seeing a mouse.

At the same time, the rest of the equipment department members also frequently exchanged glances to vent their panic.

"Someone wants to touch our bodies!"

"too frightening!"

"Unbelievable, it's the worst thing I've ever heard!"

Lu Mingfei silently withdrew his hand.

Then make a fist.

Lancelot sighed wearily.

"Forget it, S rank."

"Don't be as knowledgeable as a lunatic. From my experience, you can automatically translate their words into Zhizhizhi, and that's fine."

"Have they always been like this?"

"Well, did you see that life support device?"

"What, isn't the thing on their heads a fish tank?"

It could be seen that Lancelot had a hard time holding back his smile.

"Although I like your metaphor very much, I have to say that it is actually the life support device of the equipment department. They have a self-circulating air system, which is completely isolated from the outside world. According to their words, they can breathe with individuals that have not yet fully evolved. The same air will affect the efficiency of their brains and cause irreversible damage to their physical health."

"Although these reasons sound ridiculous."

Lu Ming looked at it in vain.

"But I still want to say something, do I really think I haven't watched One Piece?"

"The thing with the fish tank on its head is called Tianlongren. Be careful that Uncle Oda will sue them for copyright infringement!"

Until he got up early the next morning, Lu Mingfei still remembered what happened last night.

Before coming here, I thought that Kassel was a place similar to the military fortress of Gundam.

I never thought that just three days would completely change people's outlook.

Lu Mingfei shook his head. After contacting the equipment department, he had a thorough understanding of the Dragon Slaying Academy in Kassel.

In the future, no matter how outrageous things happen to him, as long as it happens in Kassel, he won't be surprised...

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened.

In front of him is Minister Mohammad filling a glass fish tank with chips and Coke.

"Oh, good morning!"

Muhammad bit the straw and said so.

"Don't you refuse to breathe the same air as ordinary people!"

"of course."

Muhammad nodded as he should, and pointed to the accessories on the glass fish tank.

"You see, when we designed the life support device, we left interfaces to facilitate the installation of special functional modules."

"So what is your functional module?"

"Of course it's a feeding device for Coke and French fries."

Muhammad said in such a tone that he really can't help young people.

Then I did a demonstration myself.

Demonstrated how to use their feeding module to complete the feeding process.

"How about it, it's a genius design."

Muhammad was elated.

"Of course, I know you are shocked, but please don't make a fuss, this level of design is really not worth mentioning to us, not worth mentioning!"

"Although it's not wrong for me to be shocked, but, well, I always feel that you seem to have misunderstood something."

Lu Mingfei covered his forehead and shook it.

"And, having said that, don't you claim that breathing the same air as ordinary people will cause irreversible damage to your brain?"

"exactly."

"Then what's with the junk food!"

"No matter how you look at it, Coke and French fries are more harmful to the body than air."

"wrong."

Minister Mohammad said seriously.

"These aren't junk food."

If you can ignore the fact that he is chewing French fries, and just observe the minister's serious expression, maybe it will be somewhat convincing.

"We're making pretty good progress on the subject of proving that deep-fried foods like French fries and Coke aren't junk food."

"For the paper, um, do you want to read it?"

"Forget it, no, thank you."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

By the way, can't the brains of this group of geniuses be used in some normal places, such as proving that junk food is not junk food, how did the reviewers approve the budget?

"By the way, your breakfast is ready."

Muhammad gave a thumbs up, and his eight shiny teeth seemed to reflect light.

"I heard that you have a big appetite, S-rank, everything is different, you can understand it."

He pointed to a long table of Coca-Cola fries, and proudly said to Lu Mingfei.

"You're welcome, since you've come to our equipment department, you will definitely provide the top service. In your country's words, aha, you feel right at home!"

"Thank you, my family is not a fried chicken shop."

"Haha S-class is really humorous!"

Minister Mohammad clapped his hands.

"Okay, hurry up and enjoy the feast, last night was just an appetizer, and the main event will start now."

After saying that, he left, leaving Lu Mingfei staring at the French fries and Coke.

I've searched, but there's not a single piece of meat.

"Boss!"

A cheap voice came from the door, and approached at an extremely fast speed.

Instinctively, Lu Ming turned sideways to pass Fingel's lunge.

"How did you come?"

Looking at Finger who fell to the ground with all fours sprawled, Lu Mingfei asked.

"Isn't this here to visit you?"

Fingel grabbed the table and got up, glanced up, and was startled at the time.

"Did you rob the kitchen of the equipment department?"

"Say this."

Lu Mingfei snatched the bag from Finger's hand, opened it and took a look inside.

"Wow, three roasted pork knuckles, it's a great help!"

"No, boss, that momentum is mine..."

"What did you say?"

Lu Mingfei bit his elbow, vaguely kissing.

"No... nothing."

Fingel bit his finger aggrievedly.

"Mingfei!"

A strange voice came.

Lu Mingfei instinctively flashed again.

An old man out of shape threw Fingel down in the posture of a baby swallow returning to its nest.

"That, who are you?"

Lu Mingfei asked cautiously with his elbow in his mouth.

The old man on the ground got up out of breath. He was wearing a rather elegant denim suit, but this supposedly handsome outfit was always a little funny on him. Lu Mingfei even suspected that this man could really dance just because of his figure. Are you on horseback?

Regarding Lu Mingfei's question, the old cowboy didn't directly say who he was, but instead winked at Lu Mingfei for a while, showing an expression as cheap as Fingal's.

Wait, comparable to Fingal.

Lu Mingfei seemed to know the identity of the person in front of him.

Sure enough, I heard the old cowboy laughing and saying.

"Those girls, aren't they good?"

"I have to say that the boy from Gattuso's family has average grades, but his taste is really not bad."

"The lace girl group, all of them are good girls, hehehe."

As he spoke, the old cowboy's face suddenly turned grim, almost gnashing his teeth.

"That bastard Angers, that tyrant, rejected my application without reason!"

"Isn't it just that the girls from the Lace Girls Group come to the clock tower to work part-time and take care of my three meals a day?"

"It's not that I don't give credits!"

The old cowboy was visibly upset.

"I think Kassel's credits are probably not used in this kind of place."

Lu Mingfei said weakly.

He was still thinking about the vice principal last night, but now he sees him.

Well, how should I put it, it would definitely be wrong to use the image of the top alchemy master in the West, who would believe that a master alchemist would have this kind of virtue?

But if you look at it from another angle, think about the fact that the person in front of you is still the vice principal of a college like Kassel.

Reasonable.

"Mingfei!"

Guderian came here crying.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear what you said just now."

Manstein glanced at the vice-principal who was stealthily grabbing french fries.

The latter showed him a big smile, with red ketchup on the corner of his mouth.

Manstein turned his head in pain.

Soon, the cafeteria in the equipment department was full of people.

Lu Mingfei seemed to be some kind of rare animal, and everyone tried to come up and talk to him.

For example, Professor Guderian who was crying bitterly.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Manstein pushed it away to save his old friend from continuing to embarrass himself.

"Remember me, I saw you on Liberty Day."

He tried his best to show a friendly smile to Lu Mingfei.

"Your eloquence is impressive. We have some unique ideas and hope to have the opportunity to discuss them with you in detail."

Before Lu Mingfei could answer, Manstein was already squeezed away in just one sentence.

In fact, with his status, the time to say such a sentence still depends on the title of director of the Disciplinary Committee.

"Execution always has the door open for you."

Schneider and Lu Mingfei shook hands forcefully, and dragged the oxygen cart along cleanly.

Then a mummy poked straight in front of Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei almost greeted him with a trick called Dragon Snake Secret Record.

The guy in front of him had a wrinkled face, drooping eyelids like a Shar Pei, and a few white hairs on his head listless. People would believe that he was a zombie or a lich.

"Professor Turing, the pioneer and founder of the information age..."

Finger introduced Lu Mingfei in a low voice.

"Hello, professor."

Then, one after another, famous old antiques in the scientific world or in the history of alchemy stepped forward one after another.

They eagerly shook hands with Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei was completely fearful. He was joking about the physical fitness of the masters. He accidentally used too much strength, shaking hands, holding hands, and grabbing people's arms!
In the beginning, Lu Mingfei still had the feeling that he was an envoy of some important leader to meet various countries.

But after this one person, he gradually found that something seemed a little wrong.

Why these people's eyes are so eager to put him, the leader, on the dissecting table.

It was the last vice principal who resolved Lu Mingfei's doubts.

"Xiao Mingfei, don't be afraid."

The old cowboy patted Lu Mingfei's hand kindly, trying to wipe the ketchup on the boy's sleeve, but who was Lu Mingfei? What a joke.

In the end, the vice-principal could only reluctantly rub Fingel twice.

"Tell me about these guys."

"Humph."

The vice principal cast a contemptuous glance at the old immortals present.

"It's all a group of people with a heart but no courage. Don't worry, Xiao Mingfei. Before I came here, I showed them the video of your free day. They know what they can do and what they can't do."

"That's right, Yan Ling."

He rubbed his hands impatiently.

"I read your test report last night. The activation condition requires looking directly into the patient's eyes. The recovery speed of the injury is very fast. Come on, let's try it now."

Lu Mingfei was already chewing on the last elbow.

"right here?"

He looks around.

What I saw were pairs of eyes that were almost glowing.

"But, there is no material."

"Hahaha this is not easy!"

With a hearty smile, the vice-principal pulled out a fruit knife and stuck it in Fingel's thigh.

Lu Mingfei: ...

Fingel lowered his head in disbelief, glanced at the fruit knife on his thigh, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with tears.

His face flushed, and he covered his mouth with his hands, just a second before he was about to cry.

The vice-principal drew his knife.

Blood gushed out all of a sudden.

Lu Mingfei watched Finger's face turn from red to purple, and it was so painful.

The vice-principal said to Lu Mingfei with a friendly smile.

"How about it? Is this wound suitable? Look at how fast the blood is flowing. If it's not enough, I can stab it twice. Don't worry, I won't be tired, just open your mouth."

Of course you'll be fine.

I think the person who should be worried is Fingal.

Lu Mingfei hesitated to speak, and finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll try."

What do you want to do after stabbing, instead of discussing the necessity of the next knife with others, it is better to use this opportunity to use the word spirit, which can also give Fingel a relief by the way.

In other words, it should be no problem to use Liberation in this place.

Without thinking too much, Lu Mingfei looked into Finger's eyes, the bright golden pupils lit up, and a majestic voice came from the boy's mouth.

At this moment, no matter who you are, no matter what outstanding achievements you have made in the fields of science and alchemy, no matter what laurels and honors you have won.

Give me all quiet.

The blood of the Black King is using his words.

Just this incident itself is enough to make the half-bloods stand in awe and show their devotion.

What's more, this Black King blood descendant is still S rank.

He said.

"do not die."

Fingel tried his best to keep his eyes wide open and keep looking directly at Lu Mingfei. It wasn't that he had any opinion on the S-level, but mainly because he was worried that the healing words would not be effective once he looked away.

At this time, when Lu Mingfei spoke the words, Fingel immediately felt the itching of ants crawling from the wound on his thigh.

He bowed his head immediately.

A look of disbelief instantly appeared in his eyes.

I saw that my wound was growing granulation visible to the naked eye, intertwined and intertwined, first the bleeding was stopped, and then pink tissue quickly appeared, fat layer, muscle, and finally the skin.

Everyone stared at his thigh in silence.

The expression on his face was that of a pilgrim looking at a bloody cross.

The camera in the corner of the ceiling has already been aligned, completely recording everything that is happening.

"Inconceivable."

"Words, alchemy, miracles!"

"Is this a dragon?"

A master murmured.

Their voices are very small. After all, they are only talking to themselves, and they are not even listening. They are just expressing their inner emotions, that's all.

In this quiet atmosphere that can almost be described as sacred.

Fingel's curvy leg hairs proudly stretched out his body.

Lu Mingfei felt a little embarrassed.

Is his speech effect too good, and his leg hair...

"Look, isn't it sexy!"

Fingel shook his thigh in a vigorous manner. Everyone knew what this man was proud of. Although it was hard to imagine, it seemed that this bitch was indeed proud of his leg hair.

I'm actually embarrassed by this bitch.

Lu Mingfei made a deep self-examination.

I'm guilty.

The masters didn't care about Finger's tricks, they had already started discussing in groups of threes and twos, each of them was blushing with excitement, and even two of them went into shock on the spot.

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to call for someone, he saw a team of white coats running in at the door, inspecting the two masters for a while, then nodded, one head and one foot, and the unit price on the stage left.

The whole process is extremely smooth and breathtaking.

Lu Mingfei: ...

"New Dragon Text."

The vice principal pondered.

Although it seems very unreliable, the fact is that the vice principal is the representative of everyone present, although they can all be called masters, but when it comes to the real status, no one can compare with the vice principal .

Just as those who study theories naturally despise research applications, and the two brothers despise those who work on materials, there is a similar chain of contempt in the circle of mixed-race scholars.

In general, it can be said that alchemists are naturally superior to scientific researchers. As for the top masters in the field of alchemy, such as the vice principal, they stand at the top of the chain of contempt, belonging to the level of a small list of mountains.

Although most people say "Climb Mount Tai and the world will be small" when they climb to the top, the vice-principal will clamor for "two girls again".

"Xiao Mingfei, do you still remember the meaning of the sentence you said when you were using Yan Ling?"

"That's right, don't die."

"Don't you want to die?"

The vice principal nodded thoughtfully.

The other masters also showed contemplative expressions.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised. In fact, during the test last night, he had already discovered that after the little devil had obtained the permission to activate "Don't Die", the spirit of speech had also undergone some changes.

The most notable point is Longwen.

Even though from Lu Mingfei's own point of view, he clearly knew what he was reading.

do not die.

Very simple, Chinese, just these three words.

But to other people's ears, they are all ancient and difficult to understand Longwen, let alone Chinese, and they can't even remember it.

Even the equipment department used special instruments to record, and when it was played again, only rustling noise remained.

"I can't understand, how is it possible!"

"This is something that has never happened before!"

"Although the dragon's language itself has mystical powers, we can still use" equipment to record, such as the emperor, all hybrids can learn to use this language through the day after tomorrow.

"But the S-level speech spirit is different. It cannot be received or remembered. Do you know what kind of feeling I had just now? I feel like I am facing the emperor of speech. There will be mistakes!"

The masters chatted and discussed.

The vice-principal's cynical face also revealed a serious expression.

He had never encountered such a strange thing.

S-class knows the meaning of his own words, which is unimaginable in itself.

As we all know, although the mixed race can use the spirit of speech by singing the dragon text, this behavior is closer to instincts such as knee jerk reflex or eyeball reflex, the only difference is that the knee jerk reflex depends on the spinal cord, while the speech spirit relies on it. It is the dragon's blood in the hybrid body.

But neither requires brain control.

So, even if the mixed races can use speech and sing dragon language, they don't know what they are reciting, just like primitive people who picked up a lighter, maybe by chance they mastered the skill of lighting a fire, but Let them tell how this thing started the fire, well, spare them.

But not now.

Lu Mingfei casually said the meaning of Dragon Language.

do not die.

But here comes the problem, he has mastered the manufacturing process of the lighter, but no one can see the lighter.

They only remembered what Lu Mingfei seemed to have said, but what exactly did he say?No one remembers.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand, with a slight hook without a sound, it messed up everyone's perception of this language.

"Perhaps, this is the particularity of the blood of the Black King."

The vice-principal's words made everyone quiet.

The masters bowed their heads in thought.

Indeed, the blood of the Black King, the S-class is the only blood of the Black King found so far. It is normal for anything to happen to him, and they should have been mentally prepared long ago.

"OK OK."

The vice principal clapped his palms and spoke loudly.

"Our S-level has finished his breakfast, and everyone must be impatient, so let's start, the test of the new speech spirit."

Lu Mingfei came to the training ground surrounded by mummy oh not masters.

This is a special room, with He Jinqiang on three sides and blast-proof glass on one side that can resist the impact of bombs. Speaking of this, Lu Mingfei has to remember that Minister Mohammed was in the room last night to show him how good the blast-proof ability of this glass is. The bomb went off.

Although there was no problem with the glass in the end, Minister Mohammed was almost beaten to death by Lu Mingfei.

"Are you ready, Xiao Mingfei?"

The vice-principal's voice came from the radio in the room.

Lu Mingfei nodded to the masters outside the glass.

Soon, the mechanical arm sent a seriously injured mouse to Lu Mingfei.

According to the instructions on the broadcast, Lu Mingfei looked directly into the mouse's eyes and said not to die.

After waiting for 3 minutes, the mice did not respond.

The masters outside the glass window were quickly recording in their notebooks while whispering to each other.

"It doesn't work on mice, why?"

"Perhaps it requires the recipient to have a certain amount of intelligence."

"Then what is the standard of intelligence? Does it have to be humans, monkeys, or dolphins?"

"Maybe there are other possibilities, such as soul."

The masters continued their discussion.

Lu Mingfei's test continued.

After the mice came police dogs, and then pigs.

Contrary to ordinary people's imagination, pigs are actually very intelligent, at least higher than dogs. As for why there are police dogs but no police pigs...

Friends, there really are police pigs.

Closer to home, one animal after another was sent into the room, but the result was the same, none of them worked.

"Xiao Mingfei."

asked the vice-principal.

"How is your consumption? Do you feel tired?"

"No."

Lu Mingfei thought about it.

"Same as the beginning."

The eyes of the masters lit up.

"That is to say, as long as it doesn't work, won't there be a burden on the user?"

"How many times can he use the spirit of speech? I can't wait to know where the limit of S-rank is."

Finally, a strong man entered the room.

"Ordinary test data is enough."

"Now we need to try the limit of Xiao Ming's non-your speech ability."

"The first project is, rebirth of severed limbs."

Lu Mingfei's expression froze.

I saw Mr. the janitor raised his hand, and his little finger and ring finger were only bald.

"Don't worry, we haven't gone crazy enough to do this kind of dangerous experiment with living people."

The vice-principal chuckled.

"Risk, who served in the Navy SEALs of the U.S. military, retired due to injury, Xiao Mingfei, you also saw his palm."

"How about it, are you sure?"

Lu Mingfei frowned and said uncertainly.

"I can only say try."

"Ah."

said the vice principal.

"Then leave it to you."

The janitor named Riske grinned at Lu Mingfei.

"In any case, I must thank you, sir."

"Please don't be burdened. When I received the news, I felt like I had won a million-dollar jackpot. Although I know it's useless to say this, I still thank you very much, sir."

Lu Mingfei smiled gently.

He raised his palms.

"Okay, I know."

"Don't be nervous, look into my eyes, that's all right."

"Uh-huh!"

Riske licked his lips.

"I'm watching, sir, is that all right, I mean..."

Lu Mingfei ignited the golden pupils.

"do not die."

He said.

The masters outside the explosion-proof glass held their breaths.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but it was a pity.

Nothing happened.

"Did you fail?"

"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to regenerate a broken limb."

"Not necessarily, maybe it has something to do with time. There are many variables, and experiments are still needed."

Suddenly someone noticed Risk's expression.

The vice principal immediately picked up the microphone.

"School worker, Riske, report your situation! What happened just now!"

"Yes, sir!"

Risk frowned, seemed to be recalling, and said with some uncertainty.

"I felt that just now, my severed finger regained consciousness."

"What perception!"

"Hmm... itchy, and empty, it seems..."

Riske tried hard to capture the feeling just now.

"It seems that something is missing, yes, something is missing."

Immediately, ecstatic expressions appeared on the faces of the masters.

There was not a dull one present.

They immediately thought of what Riske meant by what he said.

"It works, it works!"

"Severed finger, I know, it is a severed finger, if you find Risk's severed finger, maybe you will be able to succeed!"

"It's hard to imagine that after more than five years, his nerve endings have long since been necrotic, but he can still produce consciousness. Is this the language of speech!"

"Miracle! Miracle!"

Listening to the discussion on the radio, even Riske understood the current situation.

To be honest, he has some regrets.

"If only I could keep my severed finger."

He laughed at himself.

Still bowed solemnly to Lu Mingfei.

"In any case, I must thank you for trying, sir."

"Sorry, I couldn't help you."

Lu Mingfei turned sideways, getting out of Risk's salute.

　PS: I try my best to update.I haven't thought much about adding more cards recently, so let's count him thirty.

　　Currently adding more cards: 29
　　Ask for a monthly ticket and a recommendation ticket. I haven't asked for it for a long time. I will probably pass the Kassel story soon, and then the little devil will prepare for the game and will play.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)