Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 360 The Conspiracy of the School Board
"what's wrong."

The girl in the white dress was full of smiles, her eyelashes were so long, they blinked and shone like stars.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just kidding, it's a happy thing to be able to help you."

"Go ahead."

She looks full of energy.

"What do you want me to do, just ask, even if you want Big Ivan's launch code, I can't think of a way."

The man can't laugh or cry.

"What do I want that thing for, am I crazy?"

He waved his hand.

"Those people on the school board, you know, what are they doing these two days, I have a bad feeling."

The girl looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't you always look down on them? You only know how to hide in the back and turn on the air conditioner to drink coffee, but you don't know how to hold a knife. Why do you have a bad feeling?"

The man seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated, and finally he spoke.

"It's not what you think. I've never worried about the school board, and you know that the lack of the right to violence is meaningless in a mixed-race world."

He lowered his voice very low.

"It's him that worries me."

"There will always be mortals who are overwhelmed with their abilities to provoke the dragon. They think that they can be equal to the dragon with weapons, but in fact it is not the case. The dragon did not do it not because they can't, but because they don't want to. Mere mortals are not worth the huge The dragon is angry, it is not worth their shot. The skills and equipment that mortals are proud of are just childish tricks in the eyes of the dragon. Not yawning is already the greatest kindness of the dragon, but gradually the mortals regard the benevolence of the dragon as a Weak, so I went in again and again, frantically testing the bottom line of the dragon, until I touched the scale."

"When the dragon burns his wrath, then it is not a mere danger to mortals, but a disaster from God."

In front of Fingel’s eyes was the always smiling young man. He had a very good personality, which was surprisingly good. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could make him angry. You made jokes about him, and he wouldn’t get angry. Maybe he will laugh at himself, and then show his signature sunny smile.

But Fingel could feel what kind of terrifying soul lived under the boy's kind appearance.

What did the school board think they were doing? They actually focused on Lu Mingfei's Kyushu martial art. What kind of ingenious reincarnation trick is this? What exactly is in it, or whether there is anything in it, maybe the zombie will shake his head regretfully and leave after seeing it.

Fighting Lu Ming is not the doctrine of Kyushu Budo, this is no longer playing with fire, they are sitting on the crater of an active volcano and dancing, God knows when it will erupt, it may be in the next second, or it may be at this moment.

The man could tell that Class S had been in a bad mood since he came back from meeting Frost. He had something on his mind, and it was related to Caesar. In the end, when a group of people broke up in Lu Mingfei's dormitory, Lu Mingfei called They seem to have said something. Although the specific content is hidden from others, there are no fools among them. Even if some look stupid, they are actually very smart in their hearts. They don’t need to listen to it. Think about it I knew that Lu Mingfei had nothing to do with Caesar except Gattuso's house.

I also don't know what would happen if Lu Mingfei didn't know Caesar, and all the doctrines were sent to the Frost and Gattuso families in Kyushu Budo.

Therefore, the man came tonight to find Norma through a secret passage that has never been used, not to help Lu Mingfei. In fact, he never felt that this S-level person needed help. How could a dragon need the power of mortal things? An S-rank has always adhered to his humanity. I really don't know what will happen to the combination of an S-rank hybrid and an inhuman warrior who is free and unscrupulous.

The green data stream flowed in the light beam, and the girl in the white skirt tapped it with her fingertips, and after a short while, she let out a soft snort.

The girl wiped the window with her hand, and called up a new stream of information. The windows overlapped one after another, and the massive amount of information was like a tidal wave. This has exceeded the processing limit of the brains of humans and even hybrids, unless the computing power can be improved by using it. Otherwise, only special life forms such as artificial intelligence can control it.

Of course, this sentence is actually a paradox. There are not many people in this world who know the secrets of artificial intelligence, and the man happens to be one of them. He knows very well that the birth of artificial intelligence life forms is full of chance, very demanding, and needs to meet various requirements. Requirements, one of which is a mixed-race soul with a special language spirit.

It’s not that the souls of any hybrid species after death can be transformed into artificial intelligence lifeforms. Otherwise, this technology will open the door to eternal life for human beings. Flesh and blood will grow old one day. A mechanical ascension, thinking about the end of the world, you dragons can do whatever you want, human civilization that has completed all digitization only needs a hard drive to live forever.

All in all, if you want to retain the soul after death to become a digital life form, you must meet various conditions, one of which is the word spirit, which is a mysterious word spirit that has never appeared on the periodic table, and the increase in combat power is extremely low. What's more, it is the collection and processing of surrounding information, which is very similar to today's computers, oh no, it should be a supercomputer.

A mere computer can't compare with this language spirit. There is a fundamental gap in computing power between the two. In fact, even a supercomputer may be dwarfed by a hybrid with this language spirit. Legend has it that the figure of the father of contemporary computers Lingling is a computer inspired by this language spirit, but up to now, mixed-race scholars are still unable to determine the serial number of this language spirit, nor can they determine which domain it belongs to.

Scholars can only give this word spirit a name.

day show.

Sometimes men also wonder whether the decision to agree to animate the girl was right or wrong. Of course, the girl survived successfully and transformed into a digital lifeform, but she can really use Is "alive" defined?
In other words, is this digital lifeform who just inherited her personality and memories back then, really her back then?
Perhaps, only alcohol can paralyze the brain and give him escape.

Oh, the girl won't let him drink.

Then have a Coke.

man thought.

The girl in the white skirt canceled all the windows, and the green data stream turned into light fragments and dissipated.

She shook her head at the man.

The man was a little surprised.

"Didn't find it?"

Ordinarily it shouldn't be. Everything in Cassel is under the surveillance of Norma, and nothing can escape her eyes.

"Someone used the black card with the highest authority."

The girl in the white skirt said.

The man suddenly realized that this was the case.

But new problems followed.

The highest authority has been used. There is no doubt that this is the work of the school board. So, what are these guys going to do?
I also want to know that the school board's plot is not small.

The man frowned.

Hell, do they know what kind of monster they are facing!

Still the same sentence, the S-level didn't do anything, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to. This young legend not only has the strength far beyond his age, but also has a disposition that doesn't match his age. He is just an ordinary young man, but slaying a dragon is not something that just any young man can do, especially in the face of the glory after slaying a dragon, ordinary people are already in awe, but the performance of the S-rank is still comparable to that of a young man. In the past, it was generally the same, either he was heartless and would not be nervous at all, or he didn't take these honors to heart at all.

Men believe that the answer can only be the latter.

After a long time of contact, you will find that the impression of the S-class is not a young man at all. Every time he encounters a big event, his reaction is eye-catching. It is not like a young man should deal with it. On the contrary, Like a wise man who surrendered half his life.

It is such a wise man that the school board is provoking.

When he made a decision, were the school board members in Kassel really ready to bear the anger?
Without information, he didn't know what the school board was going to do, so he fell into deep thought.

"I hope that no matter what those school trustees order tomorrow."

He solemnly said to the girl in the white skirt.

"Don't do it lightly."

"I'll be there then, watch my gestures."

The girl in the white skirt didn't ask any more questions, and immediately nodded obediently after the man finished speaking.

"I know."

The man heaved a sigh of relief, he paced back and forth, and the little robot Wall-E rolled over holding a tray with a bottle of iced Coke on it, and the body of the bottle was covered with a layer of fine white water droplets.

The pensive man didn't notice it, the little guy tilted the camera, followed the man with an iced Coke, circled around his feet, and made creaking noises, trying to get his attention.

In the end, the girl in the white skirt spoke up and called out to the man.

He lowered his head, looked at the poor little Wali, and smiled knowingly.

"Thank you, little one."

He picked up the Coke, opened the bottle cap with his fingers, and poured the Coke into his mouth with the momentum of a fighting nation drinking vodka.

After a while, he drank all the Coke.

The pleasure brought by the carbonated drink dilutes his anxiety, a smile appears on the corner of the man's mouth, little Wally raises his hands high and circles in front of him, and he takes out two coins with his long experience.

"Here, your tip."

Little Wally's camera showed a happy expression. He caught the coin steadily, raised it up and looked up at the camera, watching like a baby.

The girl in the white skirt shook her head helplessly.

She is not a little robot with no life experience at all. The girl in the white skirt can see clearly that what the man gave is clearly game currency. Apart from starting the arcade, this thing has no other purpose.

This guy is still the same. After so many years, he is still like a child. He even cheated the alchemy robot. The girl really doesn't know what to say about him.

"If possible, drink less Coke in the future."

"Carbonated drinks are bad for bones."

The girl in the white skirt said.

"No idea."

The man spreads his hands.

"You don't let me drink, I can only drink Coke."

"Compared to alcohol, carbonated drinks are not that bad."

The girl in the white skirt could only shake her head helplessly.

"You are the one."

The man smiled and waved.

"Don't worry, I take calcium tablets every day."

He turned around, took two steps, and stopped.

Looking back at the girl.

"Let's go, goodbye."

The girl in the light waved to him.

"Goodbye."

The secret passage can only be passed once. This is the back door left at the beginning of the establishment. The girl watched the man's back disappear into the dark end, sighed softly, the light went out, and the girl's holographic image disappeared. The crumbs fell like fireflies, and only the little Wali was left holding the coin, looking at the pattern on the small metal plate, and the eyes of the camera operator were shining with stars.

…………

The hearing is about to resume.

Students, professors, and school trustees all returned to their respective seats.

When the old monk was walking towards the long table of the school board, he passed Lu Mingfei.

He stopped, and looked at Lu Mingfei with deep eyes.

Lu Mingfei was wondering what happened to him, when he heard the old monk say vicissitudes.

"Little friend, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

Lu Mingfei: ...

Not only him, but even the students and professors around him all changed their expressions after hearing such a sentence.

Please, master, are you sure you went to the wrong set, Fengshen Yanyi went out and turned left, Foben turned right, this is Kassel, thank you.

It took Lu Mingfei a while to digest this sentence.

Looking at the old monk's face, tsk, this guy doesn't look like he's joking.

"Master, what you said is..."

Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"Little friend, as long as you take refuge in our sect, there must be a Dharma Protector in front of the Buddha that belongs to you."

Lu Mingfei became interested. This is really true. It is the first time he has encountered such a whimsical suggestion in the two worlds, asking him to return to one Buddhism?That master, come here, come here, let me show you a baby called Wuwangtian, this one, this one, this one and this one, too many to count, I killed them all.

To persuade Yan Luo to enter Buddhism, seriously, Lu Mingfei didn't laugh because of his extraordinary determination.

I have to say, this master's imagination is really rich, it would be a pity not to write novels.

There was still some time before the court resumption, and he was idle, so Lu Mingfei continued to chat with the master.

"Then how do I take refuge?"

"Actually, master, tell the truth."

Lu Mingfei looked very sincere, and everyone around him was startled. Could it be that the S-level is really moving his mind.

The old monk leaned forward slightly, as if listening.

"Look, I feel it."

Lu Mingfei stroked his hair.

"I don't look good with a bald head."

It turns out that you always worry about your hairstyle?

The students and professors breathed a sigh of relief. If the S-level really became a monk, they would not know what to do. But, why would they always think of Kassel’s hope that their S-level refused to become a monk because the bald hair style is not suitable for them? What's the matter with something weird?

The old monk is worthy of being an old monk, even if he can endure what ordinary people can't bear, when faced with Lu Mingfei's obvious off-line words, he is neither angry nor annoyed, and just continues to talk.

"You can take refuge without shaving your body."

Lu Mingfei became more interested.

When he was watching the show on TV, he thought that all Buddhists had to be bald.

"Don't need to be shaved, then what should I do?"

"Just a little offering."

"Worship? Oh, master, are you talking about money?"

"It's a pity, you have found the wrong person for money, well, the one over there, the blonde one, his name is Caesar, Gattuso's money is his money, I think, master, if you can abduct him The empty door, how many offerings are not a problem."

Lu Mingfei put on a posture of whispering, but he didn't lower his volume at all. The people around him could hear his words clearly. Everyone looked at Caesar from time to time. Wait a minute, Mr. Lu. Is it really appropriate to betray my brother so easily?

The old monk did not even look at Caesar.

"There is no need for gold and silver for worship."

"Oh, what do you want?"

"Martial arts are fine."

Everyone was surprised to see that the smile on the corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth froze bit by bit. He squinted, and the frozen smile gradually spread out, but the feeling was completely different from before, just like a lazy dragon from Shen Waking up from his sleep, a certain intimidating aura rose from his body.

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth.

"Vald donkey, say it again."

Many people didn't react.

So is the old monk.

Wait, wait, is there something wrong! ,

correct.

Didn't you just say you were a master just now, why did you suddenly become bald, and you are the one who changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book!

Lu Mingfei glanced at the audience, his eyes especially stayed on the long table of the school board, he looked at every school board member, especially Frost.

Lu Mingfei maintained a decent smile, like a spring breeze, and was very polite.

He continued to call the old monk affectionately.

"Bald donkey."

Everyone's eyelids twitched.

This, this, if you read correctly, this is the school manager of Kassel.

I heard that it is still the one with the most voice in the school board besides Gattuso.

How should I put it, the S-level is worthy of the S skill, and he is probably the only one who has a bald ass.

"I'm really curious."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Is your head squeezed by the door?"

"Advancing again and again."

"Why, do I look easy to bully?"

He paused, as if thinking about something.

"Oh, right."

He said.

"Bald donkey."

The surrounding students and professors unanimously expressed that they are emotionally stable, bald donkeys and so on, and they get used to it after listening to it. After all, what if you don’t get used to it anymore, go to the S-level one-on-one, see if he can beat you to death That's it.

"I remember seeing it somewhere, you have a monk regiment composed of mixed races."

"There is an old saying that goes well, monks can't run away from temples if they can run away, I know monks, the four elements are all empty and life and death are ignored, and they are not afraid of anything, right?"

"But even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your disciples and grandchildren."

Lu Mingfei said in a heart-to-heart tone, and at the same time patted the old monk on the shoulder.

The people around were shocked. If you heard it right, this is a threat, and what you said at S-level, the translation translates, means to kill your whole family, but ah, why would S-level kill your whole family? This kind of thing is said so lightly, and, is it an illusion, it sounds like the S-rank is very skilled, and the threat is familiar, but where did you get the valuable experience!
Of course they don't know that Lu Mingfei not only has a wealth of threatening experience, but also has practiced it a lot. Yan Luo said that if he kills your whole family, he will kill your whole family. His reputation in Kyushu is unambiguous. The ghost in the movie will know if you ask.

To be honest, the mixed-races are still a little surprised. They have never seen such an S-class, threatening directly in front of people. You can say that this kind of arrogance is similar to Angers, but he is Lu Mingfei, who is always smiling. Lu Mingfei ah, he even took the initiative to threaten people, isn't it... What's wrong?
When the mixed races were silent, they heard Lu Mingfei say suddenly.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I made a slip of the tongue just now."

Is this... an apology?

The mixed races breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this is Lu Mingfei. He is not a tyrant like Angers. Lu Mingfei, but...

"What is a monk? It should be a bald donkey."

Lu Mingfei clasped his palms together, full of apologies.

"It should be that the bald donkey can't run away from the temple. I'm really sorry, I made a slip of the tongue just now."

The mixed races couldn't bear to look at the old monk's face anymore.

I don't know why, although from a standpoint, they should be on Lu Mingfei's side, and they should be unanimous with the school board.

But at this moment, they actually felt sympathy for the school director of Kassel from the bottom of their hearts.

This is too miserable.

At the same time, they secretly thought.

Didn't you see it, the S-class mouth is so powerful, and it's a set of words.

The old monk's energy-raising skills are good, but his face is red, his neck is thick, and he didn't fight Lu Mingfei on the spot, which is a pity for our S-rank.

"My little friend has taken pictures."

After throwing down these words, the old monk immediately turned around and walked towards the long table of the school board, his footsteps hurried, his back in a panic.

Lu Mingfei, who regretted not being able to make a move, rubbed his fists.

He shouted from a distance.

"Don't go, bald donkey, let's talk a little more."

The old monk quickened his pace.

Just when Lu Mingfei was about to climb out of the hearing stand and go to the school board to continue debating the scriptures with the beloved bald donkey, King Solomon knocked down the gavel and resumed the court.

What a pity.

Lu Mingfei smacked his lips.

Slowly, he suppressed the smile on his lips, sat upright in the chair, like a king sitting on his seat, his face was calm and calm, and the kit hanging around his neck trembled, it was a broken bronze mask, belonging to Yan Luo's will resonated with him.

Ever since his obsession in Kyushu, Lu Mingfei has almost divided into two personalities, one is him as a teenager, and the other is Yan Luo as a murderer. The two are distinct and do not affect each other.

But now, this is the first time Lu Mingfei has been angry to such an extent since he killed Yan Luo.

It even aroused the sleeping Yan Luo.

The darkness in the boy's heart is growing.

The fewer things a person cares about, the more important the few things he cares about.

Lu Mingfei originally thought about An An's healthy development. He sided with the Children's Palace and Kassel, and after cultivating suitable talents, he carried out the next expansion plan until finally announcing to the whole world what Kyushu Martial Art is.

He originally thought so.

But as expected, the truth is that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

There are always some people who like to jump out of what they think is right.

Lu Mingfei thought of Frost and the old monk.

What do you want to do!
Monopolize martial arts knowledge, follow your will to choose disciples as you like, and artificially create a difference between warriors and civilians.

Then it should be the troubled times of changing children and eating, right?
Anyway, no matter how troubled the world is, there must be no lack of bird's nest for nobles and ginseng for warriors. The common people will die casually, and the high-ranking people will still be able to sing and dance.

What a familiar plot.

After discovering the plan of Frost and the old monk, Lu Mingfei immediately foresees the future development.

Because he came back from such a world.

Lu Mingfei will not be lucky, nor will he feel that there is anything special in the dragon world. Everyone is human and has desires, and the desire of mixed races is stronger due to the influence of dragon blood. Lu Mingfei believes that, in Kasai Erli, among the students who taught him one by one, there were not a few mixed races who had the same thoughts as Frost and the others.

It must be admitted that the idea of ​​monopolizing resources is pervasive in human nature.

But why didn't these students mention it to him?

It's not because Lu Mingfei is strong enough.

Thank you Dragon Blood, thank you Martial Dao, and thank Chaofan.

Power is the truth, at least, if it is a crushing level of power, it is an irrefutable truth.

There is nothing wrong with the mixed-race feeling, Lu Mingfei was really angry.

Sitting here, Lu Mingfei was thinking about his own thoughts. He suddenly realized that he hadn’t shared his life with a true mixed-race. The painter didn’t count, that guy was only one step away from Deadpool, and everything else was gone. , The bronze subject is a pure-blooded dragon.

After all the calculations, it was true that he had never shared life and death with a real mixed race.

If friends from Kyushu hear about this, they will laugh at me for being soft-hearted.

Lu Mingfei sighed.

I am so kind.

He thought about these things, and he didn't care much about the development of the hearing after the resumption of court.

There was a new person on the board of directors, not Andrew, oh yes, this guy left in disgrace a few days ago, now he is a bald monk, bah bah bah, Lu Mingfei said sin twice in his heart, what kind of bald monk , Look at yourself, what kind of human words are you talking about? It should be called a bald donkey.

You can see that this is an old monk. He throws out evidence one by one. On the big screen are documents. He established the Hilltop Campus without the permission of the school board and embezzled school funds. Lu Mingfei's abnormal authority promoted.

Also, the most important and deadliest one.

Lu Mingfei actually allowed ordinary people without dragon blood to enter Kassel.

The big screen is a photo of Lao Mao and Victor. They are sitting in the cc1000 train. The train is about to enter the World Python Station. Here you can already see the century-old campus of Kassel, just like coming to the castle in a fairy tale. But it's not vampires and werewolves that live in it, but the blood of dragons.

Not only Lao Mao and Victor, but also many people. Photos flashed across the big screen, and their basic information was listed on it. In the occupation column, there are scientists, novelists, or game designers. There are all kinds of strange things. , but one thing is the same, that is, they are all ordinary people, and the concentration of dragon blood is not enough to support awakened ordinary people.

Afterwards, there are pictures of these ordinary people walking on the mountaintop campus, eating with mixed races, and entering the research institute in white coats, but that’s it, there is no picture of them in the research institute, which is as it should be, The Equipment Research Institute and the Elixir Research Institute of the Martial Arts Institute are secrets among secrets. The security here uses the knowledge of science and alchemy. It is normal that there are no photos inside. Photos, without Lu Mingfei speaking, the vice-principal would have to use his revolver to kill people.

By the way, Vice Principal.

The mixed-race people glanced at the vice-principal who once again served as Lu Mingfei's defense lawyer. This guy lived up to expectations and was still sleeping. Sure enough, in terms of disappointing, the vice-principal has never been disappointing.

But this time with experience, the mixed races are very calm, the vice principal sleeps at night, and the old cowboy is very reliable when he is needed.

"Defense attorney, do you have anything to say?"

"Attorney for the defense! Attorney for the defense! Attorney for the defense!"

King Solomon hammered hard.

"Don't sleep!"

The vice-principal woke up muttering, wiping his saliva and looking around, the clerk trotted over to hand him a note, a series of skillful movements made people feel distressed.

"Oh, these are today's questions."

The vice-principal scratched his ass.

Before he could say anything, he let out a big yawn.

The vice principal yelled impatiently.

"There's nothing to say. I think these problems are serious. Do what you like and don't disturb my sleep."

After uttering some violent remarks that he didn't know whether it was sleep or madness, the vice principal tore up the note, sat back in his chair, lowered his head, and continued to sleep.

This scene shocked everyone.

Not only the mixed-race students didn't expect it, but even the ambitious school board members didn't expect it.

The rosary in the old monk's hand didn't turn anymore, and his motionless eyes seemed a bit dazed. The monk who was in charge of the lawyer turned his head and looked for help. The old monk returned a confused look, as if saying , don't look at me, I'm surprised too.

The corners of Frost's eyes twitched. The vice-principal is considered a big shot in the mixed-race world. Frost had already heard about the reputation of this master alchemist. Originally, the vice-principal's performance at the hearing three days ago It changed people's impression of him a little bit. Although the process was difficult to explain in words, we still achieved a beautiful victory in the end. The ending is good, and that's enough.

Just when everyone was looking at the vice principal differently, this guy taught everyone a lesson unceremoniously. Looking at the old man with his head drooping and sleeping soundly, the mixed races felt burning pain on their faces.

They seemed to see the vice-principal slapping his butt with his back turned to him, and shaking his butt playfully, turning his head and smiling meanly, and yelling there.

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it, I am such a person!"

This is really unexpected.

The bald monk has been preparing for three whole days. His eye circles are black now, and he is constantly reading materials to find weaknesses. Is it easy for him? If he had this energy back then, no girl could catch up with him. As for becoming a monk later?
Before the hearing resumed, he gave himself three injections of stimulants in one breath. Even if the three doses of mixed blood were all over, now he is full of energy and quick thinking, and feels that he has reached the pinnacle of his life. How should I describe it? Let's talk, he can even solve advanced mathematics, how about it, isn't it amazing!

But this is him, Zhou Xiang prepared so well, bet everything on him, tried his best not to leave a way out, and in the end he met such a vice principal.

It's so strange, obviously he won, but why is he still full of frustration?
It's painful to die.

It was as if a full-strength fist hit the cotton firmly. The second generation head of the investigation team after Andrew, Mr. Bald Monk, only felt that he had suffered an extremely serious internal injury, and a mouthful of blood was in his throat. Want to vomit but can't vomit.

By the way, S-class, and S-class!
As if catching a life-saving straw, the monk's bloodshot eyes suddenly burst into bright light. He looked at Lu Mingfei excitedly. The vice principal is not important anymore. If he can cause damage to S-level, let S-level No longer calm, you can see the panic on S-rank's face, his preparations for the past three days, the plan he wrote down eloquently, everything he prepared, all made sense!

So he saw Lu Mingfei who was in a trance.

Monk: ...

King Solomon didn't even know whether he should hit the hammer, old friend, what did you do last night, and you didn't even check to see if this is a place to sleep, but it's okay to be as reliable as last time!
He can't help it, it's all like this, the defense lawyer gave up his defense, he can't ask him, the arbitrator, to end the game and speak to S-level, that's too obvious, too rampant, it's a pity for S-level, what a good boy Ah, why did he find such a defense lawyer? Thinking of this, King Solomon couldn't help feeling sorry for a while, until he looked at Lu Mingfei regretfully.

S-rank is... in a daze?
King Solomon could hardly believe his eyes.

But, that's right, the S-rank is in a daze, and it's the kind of daze that's unscrupulous, and doesn't even act.

King Solomon's mood was extremely complicated.

He suddenly wondered what he was regretting just now?
Such an S-level, with such a vice-principal, is simply perfect, what is a match made in heaven, but the students and professors who are on the sidelines are in a hurry. The two parties involved are sleeping and the other is in a daze. Is there anything more outrageous than this!

Reminded by Passy, ​​King Solomon knocked the hammer, and he intended to delay as long as he could, but unfortunately the arbitrator is not the master, and the hearing process has to continue, and after the vice principal gave up on himself, the final plot The suspense also seems to be lost.

King Solomon shook his head secretly in his heart. In any case, the S-level provided them with a lot of materials for their research, whether it be his words of not wanting to die, or the brand-new Kyushu martial arts system, all of them are extremely precious treasures for researchers. If possible, he still hopes to keep the S rank.

This is also the unanimous view of many masters in the Kassel professor group.

Perhaps it was precisely because they saw what they were thinking, the school board that had gained an absolute advantage, to be more precise, it should be Frost and the old monk who had gained an absolute advantage, but they did not target the S-class , but instead...

"This is our proposal."

Passy gestured to the big screen.

At this time, the representative of the school board has changed from a bald monk to a Percy. As for the ambitious leader of the second-generation investigation team, he has already left the stage sadly. It is really strange. He obviously defeated the vice principal and helped the school board win. , but his back is still so lonely, he is a complete loser.

Of course, no one would care about the losers. The eyes of the mixed races were all on the big screen. Surprisingly, this was not a proposal about how to throw Lu Mingfei into a Pacific island prison.

In fact, there is very little content about S-level above, and most of the pages are about Kyushu Budo.

A lot of people don't think about it.

They actually saw Kyushu Budo on the proposal of the school board.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, the mixed-races frowned, and they vaguely sensed something was wrong.

It's as if something terrible is about to happen, like a volcano erupting or a storm blowing in.

Lu Mingfei also raised his head and looked at the big screen.

His previous daze was just to wait for this moment.

Since the school council came prepared, this scene was bound to happen. He wanted to see what these self-proclaimed nobles were planning.

As Frost told him last night, they have plenty of experience in sharing cakes, and making rules is simply a matter of hand for a family.

In the proposal, a circulation system with contribution points as the core is designed. They divide the martial arts classics into several levels. Based on the strength and cherishment of martial arts skills, for example, the Kun Department is higher than the Fire Department. The Huobu technique requires ten contribution points, so it would take thirty or even fifty points to exchange for the Kunbu.

This is not enough. For the best martial art skills like Kunbu, contribution points alone cannot be exchanged, and one must have the corresponding authority.

As for how to obtain high-level authority, it was mentioned in the proposal, but the mixed races present are all smart people, they know what authority means, if this proposal is passed, from now on, warriors will no longer choose exercises based on their own roots. Bone endowment, but depends on authority, contribution points, resources owned by oneself, and... origin.

Going around and back to the original question, a person with a good background will naturally be able to obtain contribution points more easily and have high authority.

There may be a few talented fighters who can climb the peak with their own efforts, but the vast majority of ordinary people are destined to be mediocre.

Although it is not necessarily true that warriors with advanced skills are stronger than warriors with slightly inferior skills, and the specific level can only be known after fighting, the purpose of setting permissions and contribution points is not for advanced skills, but to restrict ordinary people. the right to choose.

If you think about it carefully, what is the real difference between nobles and commoners?

We are all human beings, and we all die when we are killed. Is there a big difference in biology?not necessarily.

What then is the nature of aristocratic privilege?
Lu Mingfei felt that the nobles had a wider right to choose than ordinary people.

A person can choose what he likes as he likes, without having to consider practical issues such as livelihood, that is, the freedom that many people talk about is a privilege.

Big city girls dancing in bars at one o'clock in the morning.

A girl who is thousands of miles away is getting up to cook and feed the chickens. After finishing her work, she has to walk three hours on the mountain road to go to school.

They live in the same era.

It's like living in a parallel world.

This is the right to choose.

Lu Mingfei finished reading the proposal.

He was even a little disappointed.

Sure enough, no matter which world they are in, they are always the same.

I thought there was something new, but that's all.

The Board of Trustees is about to hold a show of hands vote on this proposal.

Once the vote is passed, the proposal will take effect. Some people may wonder, since it is a proposal about Kyushu Martial Art, even if the school board of directors passes it by force, what can they do without Lu Mingfei's cooperation?
In fact, it is still possible.

Because of Yuanwu Academy.

The school board wants to take back the ownership of Yuanwu Academy.

Including the vast collection of martial arts here.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that this was their purpose.

Yuanwu Academy.

If the martial arts collection of Yuanwu Academy is acquired by the school board, private dissemination is prohibited and a virtual monopoly is achieved.

Even without his cooperation, it is not impossible to complete the authority and contribution point system in the proposal.

But have they overlooked, Norma...

(End of this chapter)