Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 356 Come to an end
Frost clenched his fists secretly.

Sure enough, the bad premonition came true.

He is very clear about what Andrew's information represents. It is not just a few chapters of photos and transcripts, but behind it is an analysis report by a team of mixed-race scholars. Although the academic level is not as good as that of the professors, these people are also the most cutting-edge group of mixed-race scholars. One of the people, and even many scholars in it are disciples and grandchildren of the professors.

In order to be safe, Frost also asked the scholars to give a prediction report on the outcome of the professors' arbitration. According to their understanding of their own teachers, the accuracy of this report should be extremely high. Frost still clearly remembers At the end of the report, they vowed that the probability that the professors adjudicated that Lu Mingfei had awakened normally was extremely low, infinitely close to 0.0001%.

And now, when 0.0001% is true, it is 100%.

Frost quickly realized the significance of this matter. There must be something wrong with the professors. Thinking of Angers' victory from the beginning to the end, could it be that the tyrant has bought the masters of the professors?

But how is this possible!

Everyone knows what kind of lunatics pure researchers are. Thousands of years ago, Archimedes faced the soldiers who were about to take his life, and the last sentence in his life was, "Don't touch my Circle", see, for this mathematician, life is far less than his research topic.

And Kassel's professors, the most precious brains of the secret party, are all Archimedes.

What can Angers, the tyrant, impress these Archimedes?
wealth?status?fame?woman?
There may indeed be many people in the group of researchers who are interested in these temptations, but they definitely do not include the group of professors in Kassel. It is the pursuit of truth and the unknown.

In fact, if possible, professors are willing to exchange their lives for the ticket to the truth, even if they can only take a cursory glance after opening the door, and death will usher in a second, the professors will definitely bring Scientists are a group of selfish people. Their lives are simple not because of lack of material, but because of their need and spiritual satisfaction. Joy transcends all.

Of course, there are only a small number of researchers who can do this.

And it just so happened that the professors were all like this.

It is precisely because he understands the nature of the professors and their pursuit that Frost can be sure. His plan is to use Lu Mingfei as a breakthrough. Ming non-pedigree rating and Angers, who stubbornly brought it to Kassel, have an inescapable responsibility.

As a result, the school board has reason to hold a voting procedure for the position of principal of Angers.

And Frost has considerable confidence that he can win with a large number of votes in the end.

This is the purpose of his trip to convene the school board meeting.

However, the plan went awry at the first step.

Frost didn't know what Angers used to impress the professors, but the current situation is that the professors have already sided with Angers, and their tendency is very obvious, so this process...

His gaze rested on the corner of Ange's upturned mouth for a while, and then he closed his mouth, whether it will be won or not, we will wait for the future.

The vice-principal was overjoyed, he was like a victorious attack, fluttering his wings, rolling round black eyes, condescendingly looking down at the mixed races around him.

Andrew quickly reacted after a brief daze.

To be honest, I don't blame him for being stunned. The more fully prepared, the more thoughtful, the more confident he is in his actions, the greater the psychological gap will be when the unexpected comes.

His elite style disappeared. Andrew protested to King Solomon, waving his arms excitedly to strengthen his tone, his face flushed with anger, and King Solomon, who was sitting in a high-back chair, just watched him quietly. After a long time, Andrew waved His arm gradually stabilized, his expression changed from loneliness to anger, and King Solomon struck the hammer.

"First warning, Andrew Gattuso, please respect the authority of this court."

Andrew opened his mouth, and he looked at the group of professors. The mummies were silent as if they had died, and what was placed there were only wax figures, and the wax figures opened their eyes and said nothing, as if the vote not long ago was just an illusory dream.

He expressed doubts about the arbitration of the faculty group, but was sentenced to contempt of court by King Solomon. Andrew knew what this meant. When the referee came off the field and charged with the ball, the game lost its meaning.

Sure enough, everything was as he expected.

Andrew's last problem is Lu Mingfei's bloodline, they can't get S-level blood and hair, they can only start with S-level parents, and make a fuss about them being S-level.

This is the information that Andrew obtained through the channel of the Gattuso family.

It is a well-known fact that the offspring born from the union of two S-rank hybrids have a high probability of turning into monsters.

But there is a high probability that when it comes to you, it is only a probability. In fact, this problem has a fatal flaw, that is Lu Mingfei's bloodline report. If there is a Lu Mingfei's bloodline report, then all the swords that cut at him will all be reduced to nothing.

And this, the vice principal really has.

The big screen began to play new files, page after page of information, alchemy symbols, gene spirals, dense data that would make a layman dizzy at a glance, brushing across the screen like flowing water.

Until the picture freezes, it is the last picture. Even people with no knowledge of alchemy can understand it. This is the proof of Lu Mingfei's blood. It’s just that, it’s all right, anyone can forge it, but the Latin signatures below and the ancient ornate coat of arms cannot deceive people. Each of their owners can shake the scientific community. There will be scholars from all over the world putting down the subject at hand and coming by plane, and at this moment the owners of these names are sitting here, like a mummy or a lich, that is, Kassel's professors.

Lu Mingfei controlled his facial expression. In fact, he was stunned, but even a fool knew that now was not the time to be stunned. Would he tell everyone that it was the first time he knew that he had made a pedigree report?It's just too stupid.

So Lu Mingfei pretended to be nonchalant, and at the same time, in order to strengthen his persuasion, he was full of thoughts about Chu Zihang, trying to reproduce the senior's paralyzed face one-to-one.

Although he has never practiced, he is at least S-level and a martial arts practitioner. He can easily control his body. Andrew, who immediately cast his eyes on Lu Mingfei, saw only a face with a plan in mind, like this What the pedigree report is really like that.

In fact, this report is indeed true, at least, as long as no professor stands up to express objection to the final signature, it is true.

After all, the professor group is the authoritative certification of mixed blood.

Frost was not surprised by this scene.

Although he had a little regret in his heart, this kind of useless emotion was quickly forgotten by Mr. Dai Patriarch. Just as he thought, Angers did not know how to get the support of the professors, so it is no wonder that the tyrant From the beginning to the end, he looked confident.

But, Angers, it's not time for you to pop the champagne to celebrate your victory.

Frost and the old monk looked at each other, nodded secretly, he made a gesture, Percy stepped forward, they whispered a few words, Percy backed away, and circled behind King Solomon.

Andrew is still roaring, he is holding on to the railing, his neck is red, he is screaming, he is facing the professors, the vice principal, and even the half-breeds watching, you can't find the slightest initial appearance from this person He was calm and calm at the time, as if he had completely changed himself, and nothing was left of the elite temperament cultivated by the good education he had received. Andrew, who bears the name of Gattuso, is no better than Yakuza on the streets of Japan at the moment .

He used fierce language to express his dissatisfaction with the professors, his doubts about the pedigree report, and his disappointment with the hearing. Andrew pointed to the Abraham pedigree and was filled with righteous indignation. He angrily accused this evil and inferior performance, almost with a trembling voice Crying the truth of the half-breed today sleeping in the cemetery.

The mixed-races didn't care, the atmosphere was very relaxed. They had smiles on their faces and whispered to each other. The girl squinted her eyes and covered her mouth with her hand. At this point, anyone could see the final result of the hearing. The distance ended. It was only a matter of hammering the hammer.

Lu Mingfei was a little bored, he was blowing his bangs, crossing his arms over his chest, thinking why it is not over yet, by the way, go back and sort out the experience of the two days of retreat, it seems that there is no need to type out, it’s good, save trouble.

It’s just that I thought I was the protagonist of this hearing, but now it seems that it’s actually the vice principal, right? Lu Mingfei stood like a mascot for a long time, only responsible for watching the show and emotional fluctuations, and didn’t say a word Two sentences.

Thinking about it this way, it's quite boring. He even complained a little bit about Andrew's disappointment. He figured out that we are just a couch potato. You can't even beat the vice-principal. You are still an elite. Go home and grow sweet potatoes as soon as possible!

The vice-principal was very happy. He waved frequently to the female students in Kassel, blew a kiss from time to time, and occasionally twisted the buttocks of the opposite Andrew. If it wasn't for his physical fitness, he would have already danced samba dance.

Andrew was even more excited. He tore off his tie and waved his fists.

Caesar in the auditorium shook his head slightly.

"It's ugly."

he said lightly.

"Gattuso can fail, but not knocked down, you are too weak."

After Percy whispered to King Solomon, he retreated behind Frost, the wooden hammer fell, and King Solomon's majestic voice sounded.

"The audience is silent."

The mixed races looked over quietly.

Surprisingly, what King Solomon gave was not the final sentence.

It's an adjournment.

"The board of trustees requested that this hearing be suspended and continue in three days."

"stand up."

There was a movement of neatly arranged chairs.

The mixed races got up one after another.

King Solomon put his hand on the Abraham blood deed, and he activated the alchemy matrix again. The familiar feeling shrouded the auditorium again. The half-bloods lowered their heads slightly, but a strange atmosphere spread, and many half-bloods had a saying in their hearts The strange feeling that can't be seen, the original solemn contract, I always feel a little hard to describe at this moment.

King Solomon raised his hand and announced the end of the session.

There are still many mixed races standing in place for a long time.

Lu Mingfei was also one of them.

He frowned slightly, thinking about the experience of the previous hearing.

"What is eternal?"

Ange asked in a low voice beside him.

"Mingfei."

The mixed races were leaving. When they saw Class S talking to the principal, no one came to disturb them. They just nodded to Class S from a distance and walked out in twos and threes.

Caesar ignored Passy, ​​and he talked to Chu Zihang.

"Go to the Martial Arts Field?"

"Walk."

Frost nodded.

"That's right, Caesar."

"Should we..."

Frost waved his hand.

"It's normal for a child to have a little temper."

"Give him more time, I believe Caesar will understand one day."

As he said that, he looked at the big screen, on which was the S-level pedigree report. Frost's eyes were deep, like a bottomless well.

He suddenly thought, who is the person who impressed the professors?
Must it be Angers?

Could it be someone else?
For example...

"Passy, ​​I want to re-read the S-level information."

Frost said.

"All information."

At the same time, the noblewoman and her steward came out of the auditorium.

"Gattuso's plan fell through."

"Miss, it's too early to draw conclusions at this time. Wait for the court resumption in three days."

"Three days later..."

The woman murmured.

She thought of the two attacks by the professors at the hearing.

The corners of the woman's lips under the veil are slightly raised, looking interested.

"I'm curious, when will Kassel's professors obey the orders of a student?"

At the door, the husky, who was still wearing a helmet, and the girl's school manager kept watching around the motorcycle. The girl looked eager to try, and the husky introduced him endlessly, and the third person here was standing at the girl's school. The housekeeper behind Dong had a dark face, obviously very angry.

The noblewoman stopped to watch for a while, the housekeeper over there noticed her, bowed slightly to salute, and the woman lifted the hem of her skirt.

"After the court resumption, Gattuso should really start."

"I don't know how many of the seven chairs on the school board he got."

"No, ma'am, it's six."

The noblewoman glanced at him.

"You are too arrogant, seven chairs, not one less."

The auditorium gradually became empty.

The secretary sorted out the manuscript, nodded to Lu Mingfei and Ange respectively, and left in a hurry.

Finally, there were only the two of them left here.

Only Angers and Lu Mingfei were left in the auditorium that was overcrowded a few minutes ago.

Angers walked up to the high platform step by step. He sat upright in the position originally belonged to King Solomon, with his hands up to his knees, and his well-developed muscles propped up the uniform. Probably no one would believe that this thug in a suit is already 30 years old. .

Ange looked around politely, and finally his eyes fell on Lu Mingfei.

"Actually, I'm curious."

He arrogantly put his legs on the high platform.

There used to be a deed of Abrahamic descent of mixed race.

Now it was Angers' boots.

"Why did you come to this boring farce, Mingfei?"

(End of this chapter)