Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 194 Silent Hill and the Inner World

"Danger?"

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at Angers across the table.

Angers didn't answer directly, but just said.

"Hunter site."

He slowly poured a cup of black tea for the two of them.

"You should have seen in the information that the information about the Iron Throne comes from here. Kassel has a team that has been following the Hunter website all year round. Outside of the hybrid organizations on the surface, such as the secret party's European families and Japanese hybrids, , the hunter website is the largest known mixed-race collection and distribution platform, as well as a black market."

"Because bloodline verification is required to log in, the registered users on the hunter website are basically of mixed race. Coupled with loose registration conditions and unrestricted rules, the number of registered hunters is very large."

Ange crossed his fingers and looked at Lu Mingfei seriously.

"So, when the Iron Throne news comes up here and goes to the top, you know what that means?"

"Many people will come to participate in the trial."

Ang Rou nodded, then shook his head again.

"It's a lot of mixed race."

"They may be wandering hunters, earning a living by completing missions and receiving rewards. Perhaps their bloodlines are not as good as yours, but the experience of wandering between life and death countless times is their greatest wealth."

"Walking between life and death?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

Angers looked solemn.

"Don't be careless."

"Although we are a mixed race, with dragon blood and speech spirit, we will still die if we are shot at the head and the chest, even if it is you..."

The old man paused and lowered his eyes slightly.

"S-class, too, isn't it?"

"of course."

Lu Mingfei gave an affirmative answer.

"I'm not a monster. I'm sure I'll die if I shoot my head and chest."

Angers smiled.

"Look, this is us."

He spread his hands.

"Has terrifying destructive power, but the body is so fragile, so I want to remind you, pay attention to the danger."

"Wandering hunter, descendant of an ancient family, member of a hybrid organization, S-class, don't forget what this is, the Iron Throne, bronze and fire, someone has put the corpse of a god on the table, you never know what it smells like Is it the hunting dog or the white shark that smells blood."

"Hounds and white sharks?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"What a good analogy."

"But, principal, did you make a mistake?"

"I'm not the one to be careful."

Lu Mingfei put his index finger against the file bag, where the words "Hunter Website" were written.

"It's them."

Young and young laugh.

"I'm here, they should escape."

Ange rubbed his eyebrows.

"Sorry, it seems that I miscalculated."

"Then should I say, don't go too far."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand modestly.

"Why is it just for fun? Look at what you said, principal. I'm on a mission, an S-level mission, and it's very serious."

Angers looked at him appreciatively.

"Bring back the Iron Throne if you can."

"Of course, if it's just a hoax."

"I want you to bring back the corpses of bronze and fire, too."

"At least, please kill him."

"rest assured."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Bronze and Fire, I won't let him go this time."

Lu Mingfei cast his gaze towards the end of the document.

That's where the trials of the Iron Throne took place.

Pennsylvania week.

Centralia.

…………

The giant steel beast like a blue whale crawled on the ground, stood under it and looked up, and the living beings' admiration for the huge existence would involuntarily fill their chests, even the hybrids were no exception.

Speaking of which, there is a professional term that specifically describes this kind of emotion, giant worship, which is engraved in the genes of human beings and hybrids at the same time, or the emotion and longing for a huge existence deep in the soul. Some scholars have done special research on this aspect. They believe that the "giant worship" complex of humans and hybrids comes from ancient dragons. At that time, the ancestors lived under the rule of dragons and regarded dragons with all kinds of incredible and extraordinary means as gods. Mythology is a good example, and it is for this reason that although dragons have disappeared into the long river of history today, the special affection for this race is still passed down through the blood from generation to generation.

disappear?
It should only be a temporary departure, and they will return eventually.

But this world is no longer the world you live in.

This is a war, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, it is an endless war between races, between humans and dragons.

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze towards the iron gray sky.

A black Gulfstream G550 is being prepared for takeoff.

The special operations team of the S-level leader is already in place. This is a special mission directly issued by the principal. The combination of Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Zero can be said to have a luxurious lineup. As long as the logistics are sufficient, they can go to the land of the Middle East. About the direction of a small conflict.

As for the logistics problem, Mr. Principal has already used his private plane as an S-class means of transportation, so what logistics problem do you need to worry about?
Chu Zihang looked solemn, wearing earphones, which played restless music and the notification sound of the game starting.

The notebook in front of him is the scene of the King of Fighters fighting.

Opposite him was Ling and Lu Mingfei who were equally expressionless.

The flight attendants who were doing the final check before takeoff cast their eyes here frequently.

I heard that it is the S-Class who has become famous in Kassel and the Night Watch forum these days.

It's just that today, looking at it this way, I always feel that it is a little different from what I imagined.

Why is the S-level still playing games after performing the mission!
Some quirk of genius alone?
The plane's public address system came out with an electrical tone, followed by the voice of the captain, who was about to take off in 15 minutes, reminding the only four VIPs on this flight.

Yes, four.

Lu Mingfei curiously asked the burly man opposite.

"Excuse me?"

Finger's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Boss, it's me, it's me!"

He points to his face.

"Your faithful roommate!"

Lu Mingfei also looked surprised.

"It's really you!"

"I thought it was a setting like twin brothers!"

"Hey, it's really my honor to be able to carry out missions with you, Boss..."

"You don't care about that strange guy coming in!"

Lu Mingfei called the flight attendant.

"Strange guy? Where? Where?"

Fingel looked around vigilantly.

Until he noticed Lu Mingfei's gaze.

Blinking, Fingel pointed to himself cautiously.

"Well, boss, what you said...couldn't it be me?"

Lu Mingfei nodded as it should.

"What are you doing here for an S-level mission?"

Fingel was instantly dejected.

"I can't help it, boss."

"That tyrant in Angers said that if I didn't come, I would never graduate from Kassel."

"Do you know how many levels I have saved!"

He said sadly.

"If I stay any longer, I'll probably go to school with my son!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.

"So you are Xiao Ming."

"Little...Xiao Ming?"

Lu Mingfei waved his hands, but he lowered his face and said seriously to Finger.

"This time is very dangerous, follow us closely, don't die."

Fingel was already so moved that his nose was soaked.

"You are my dear boss!"

Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue in disgust.

"I want to throw you out of this window."

…………

The Gulfstream G550 begins to take off.

The wings cut through the air like sharp blades, and this giant roared mightily. Lu Mingfei and others had the illusion that they were really in the stomach of some great living body. This black metal creation seemed to have Real life, it soon reached its own place, which is the ocean of clouds. Gulfstream G550 splits the clouds and waves, and crashes towards the target like the eight-legged Pegasus of the Lord God Odin in Norse mythology. Even the wind Can't keep up with it.

This ultra-long-range business jet is known for being quiet and fast, but unlike its brothers, Angers' car has been specially modified, sacrificing the powerful noise reduction function, in exchange for a more exaggerated and peak speed.

"I didn't expect that extravagant tyrant to endure such a noisy car."

Fingel picked out his ears and grinned.

"Is it hard to understand?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the turbulent clouds outside the window, the young man's face was not in line with the calmness he should have at his age.

It seemed that from his face, the boy was enjoying himself.

"Don't forget, the principal is still a fighter."

Lu Mingfei looked away.

"There is no warrior who does not like a strong horse. The fiercer the horse, the better."

"listen."

Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

"The voice of the battlefield."

Fingel has a hellish expression on his face, should he be worthy of being an S-rank, but those of us on this battlefield...

He looked at Chu Zihang next to him and Ling opposite him, and the two A-levels nodded sympathetically.

Well, is he the only one who thinks the battlefield talk is ridiculous?
But then again.

Imagine that old man in Angers sitting alone in the deafening Gulfstream G550, with the surging sea of ​​clouds outside the window, holding a glass of red wine, listening to the roar of the car, smiling and savoring this priceless liquid.

It's quite touching, isn't it?

"This is the destination."

Lu Mingfei called up the photos of Centralia in his notebook and put them on the table.

The three members of the action team cast their gazes one after another.

Fingal's complexion changed.

Gray sky, thick fog.

A hazy building hidden in the fog.

The cracked ground was pitch black, like the entrance to hell.

"what is this?"

Fingel rubbed his arms exaggeratedly.

"I'd say there's no better place to do a horror film than here."

"bingo."

Lu Mingfei snapped his fingers.

"It's just a horror movie."

Fingal blinked blankly.

"Ever heard of Silent Hill?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"A horror game."

Chu Zihang replied.

"It was put on the big screen in 2006, and the response was great. It has a very important position in horror works."

"You know even this!"

Fingel said in admiration.

"In the past few days, I have briefly browsed about games and movies."

Chu Zihang said lightly.

As for why he browsed these contents, isn’t this following Master Lu’s practice of the King of Fighters? Although I don’t know why some of their three-dimensional martial arts practitioners have to get a good ranking in a two-dimensional fighting game, even Is it for the bonus? Isn't Master Lu alone enough?
But since it’s all like this, Master Lu’s words must have deep meaning in his mind. The good boy and good student Chu Zihang, who has never played games before, started to practice the King of Fighters. By the way, he also watched the development of the game product. history.

Of course it wasn't for writing a thesis, although Chu Zihang did write it right, but he just did it out of...rigor, yes, there is nothing wrong with being rigorous, definitely not because the chairman is so bored that he writes a thesis to pass the time.

"The small town of Centralia in Pennsylvania, the destination of our mission."

Lu Mingfei introduced.

"It is also the prototype of the horror game Silent Hill."

Jump from picture to picture.

A deserted street.

Abandoned parks and hospitals.

Cars that stop at will.

"A century ago, almost 1200 people lived here and a mining enterprise worked here."

"It's only been 50 years and it's become a ghost town."

"A mine fire destroyed everything, the ground was cracked by the heat, smoke was sprayed into the sky from the sewers and the cracked ground, and the residents of the town began to suffer from strange diseases until one by one they died."

"They had to go to Centralia, and soon, this busy town became ruins, and even the Japanese created the horror game Silent Hill based on this city as a prototype."

"And now, half a century later, this abandoned town will once again become a battlefield for trials."

Lu Mingfei opened the top post on the hunter website.

Trials of the Iron Throne.

Fingel couldn't help but exclaimed.

Then he quickly covered his mouth, nodded and bowed to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

"S-level mission..."

Chu Zihang didn't pay attention to him, just stared at the contents of the notebook.

"No wonder it's S-rank, it turns out it's related to the King of Bronze and Fire."

"But, divine right..."

Chu Zihang frowned.

"Can someone really usurp the throne of the Four Great Sovereigns?"

It is normal for them to have such a reaction.

After all, with the confidentiality level of this mission, except for Lu Mingfei, the leader of the team, all the team members have not been exposed to the real mission content until now.

And before getting in touch with the real content, who would have thought that this mission would actually be related to the Dragon King.

That is the Dragon King. In today's era when the four generations of species only exist in legends, the bronze and fire that reigns at the apex of the dragon's bloodline, just saying his name is enough to make people worship and dedicate themselves.

Of course, none of the four present would do this.

They are either lunatics who only think about revenge, or warriors who only believe in themselves and cultivate themselves.

Or, they have already dedicated all their piety to others.

In the eyes of Lu Mingfei's action team, the bronze and fire that are enough to make the mixed-race society shake or even go crazy outside are just the goal of this operation, nothing more.

"That is to say, after completing the trial and winning the final victory, you will be able to ascend the Iron Throne."

Chu Zihang pondered.

Emotions such as surprise are simply superfluous for the chairman who is on a mission.

He got into shape quickly.

Go through the information in the post, then summarize.

"The trial content of the first stage."

He paused.

Fingel said it strangely.

"Enter...the inner world?"

"What a joke."

"The organizer is just playing a game and being silly, and the outside world is the setting in the game."

Zero glanced at him.

"I think you are stupid."

Lu Mingfei said.

Fingel touched the back of his head, wondering why the S-level suddenly spoke for the organizer.

"Who stipulated that there would be no other world in reality?"

"do not forget."

Lu Mingfei exhaled and looked at the three of them.

"Nibelungen."

　PS: Happy Lantern Festival, everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)