Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Angers came to the cemetery with a bottle of red wine.

The brisk steps seem to be going home.

This is a cemetery named after Kassel. It has a longer history than the dragon-slaying campus outside. The furnishings inside are very random, and the words on the tombstone are not exquisite. After all, these were all done in that summer by this man I did it myself.

Angers sat down on a blank tomb. This tomb did not have his name and date of birth and death written on it, because it was his own tomb.

"Unexpected, old fellows."

"Especially you, Brother Lu."

"Xiao Mingfei is still a descendant of your family. To be honest, if I hadn't made a special trip to check the genealogy of your Lu family, I really couldn't believe that there would be such a rascal as Xiao Mingfei for a gentleman like you." Descendants."

Angers laughed. No one in this world can see this expression on Principal Kassel's face. The few people who can see it have long been buried in the ground.

At this moment, he seems to have returned to a hundred years ago, Cambridge, which was separated by a century. He was so young that he looked immature, standing in front of Kassel who looked like a big brother, and Lu Shanyan who always smiled shyly but was unexpectedly reliable. , and everyone else who is taking care of themselves.

They are all very good people.

Whether it is from the perspective of a friend, or from the perspective of a dragon slayer.

They are all better than themselves.

Over the past 100 years, Angers thought of it again and again, but no matter how many times he couldn't figure out why it was himself who survived in the end.

Obviously, none of them are more qualified than themselves to have the right to survive.

Angers couldn't figure it out.

At the same time, he still has a huge sense of urgency in his heart.

He will think.

If the survivors were replaced by Kassel or Lu Shanyan, they would definitely do better than themselves.

It is precisely because of this thought that Ange will not allow himself to slack off, he must move forward, move forward, and move forward by any means.

Whenever Angers closes his eyes, there will be scene after scene of that sad summer in Cassel Manor.

What the vice-principal said was actually not wrong. Cut the man's blood vessels, and the blood that flowed out could burn, all of which were flames of revenge.

Angers came to the cemetery this time mainly to talk to Lu Shanyan. , there is more or less the meaning of suing the parents, but it’s not about Xiao Mingfei’s bad words. In any case, no matter what evaluation system is used, Lu Mingfei is a proud student.

Angers, who has lived for 130 years, is almost a living history book. The names of those people who are shining in history textbooks may have drank with him once. To Angers, the so-called great men are just old friends.

He has seen too many great men.

Because of this, Anger vaguely saw the same quality in Lu Mingfei.

This is a person who can go all out for his ideals.

It also has the power to change this era.

Sometimes Angers is also curious about where Lu Mingfei will lead the world.

Presumably, no matter how long it has passed, he will never forget that it was an autumn afternoon in the principal's office, the first time he heard a teenager talk about his desire to change the world.

Every teenager should have the dream of changing the world.

The only difference is that some people gradually forget it as they grow up.

And some people have never forgotten it from the beginning to the end, and they will not hesitate to make a sound for it.

"Brother Lu, you descendant."

Angers sighed.

"Not bad."

Norma's avatar appeared in front of her.

This happened quietly.

Ange's expression of emotion disappeared in an instant.

He scowled.

The time in the cemetery belonged entirely to him, and Norma would not bother him unless it was an event such as the invasion of Kassel by the pure-blooded dragons.

So now this is...

"Mr. Principal."

Norma didn't drag her feet.

"Class S is missing."

S class missing?
Angers narrowed his eyes.

Well, there's good news and bad news at the same time.

The good news is that there are no pure blood dragons invading Cassell.

The bad news is that things are a lot more serious than that these days.

information processing center.

When Guderian ran into the gate while buttoning his buttons, his sleepy eyes suddenly widened.

The hall of the information processing center is full of people, his old buddy Manstein can only stand in the corner, as if they are still attending lectures at Harvard, look at the guy in the center, the black king is actually Professor Turing!
Guderian clutched his heart hard, only then was he sure that he would not die suddenly due to rapid heartbeat.

"Come here, block someone else's way, you idiot!"

Manstein gave him a tug and lowered his voice.

Guderian hurriedly wanted to say yes, but he seemed to think of something suddenly before he spoke, and he quickly covered his mouth, his face turned blue and it didn't matter, he nodded vigorously up and down. Give it a direct point.

"Everyone, everyone!"

A loud voice echoed in the hall.

Everyone cast their eyes.

Their faces were solemn and their movements were neat, like soldiers about to set foot on the battlefield.

Except, of course, for an offline professor.

Guderian looked around in a daze, only to recover from the friendly elbow of his friend Manstein.

He clutched his ribs and looked at the speaker in a husky-like posture trying to disguise himself as a hungry wolf.

That's their principal, Angers.

Guderian was startled.

He bet, he bet his coveted tenure, that he had never seen such a Mr. Principal.

He stood there like an unsheathed sword, and the sharp aura was so sharp that no one could ignore it, and it hurt people's eyes. The ferocious aura that appeared on him is undoubtedly revealed, and only when you see Anger at this moment, will you really believe the rumors, this guy, maybe he can really kill the Dragon King.

Guderian's startled mouth gradually opened wide, so big that it could even hold an egg. Manstein stepped on his chin, and Guderian made a loud bang, almost biting his tongue.

He wanted to yell, but under the kind eyes of his old friend who was about to kill, he finally swallowed back the urge to yell with tears.

Guderian once again set his sights on the principal, and he was still full of wonder. He had never heard of Mr. Principal's glorious past as a legendary dragon slayer before, but what Angers showed in front of them was basically a kind educator. Such an image that Guderian gradually forgot that Mr. Principal is still a ruthless man who can charge into the battlefield and fight dragons with a jackknife.

After attracting the audience's attention, Angers looked around and nodded.

"I think everyone knows the situation."

"here."

He pointed down.

The movements were clean and decisive, and Guderian shrank his neck subconsciously. He had the illusion that if Mr. Principal wanted to poke his finger on himself, wherever he poked, there would be a transparent hole from front to back.

"right here."

Angers said.

"In Kassel." "Our S-class is missing."

Guderian, who was still worried about the blood hole, was stunned for a moment.

What did he hear?
Who is missing?

S class!
Guderian blinked, then his eyes widened.

What did he hear!
Mingfei is missing!
Although the expressions of the other professors are not as varied as that of Guderian, they are more or less surprised or worried. Now Kassel, the S-level, has a very different meaning. He is not just able to fight. The professor group and the equipment department have maintained a considerable degree of relationship. The disappearance of the S class is not a trivial matter.

Angers began to assign tasks.

Taking the Mid-Levels Campus where Kassel is located as the center and radiating to the surrounding areas, Norma will fully cooperate with this operation, and the research team led by Professor Turing will be in charge of coordinating.

At the same time, the mixed-race students who were still in school and Commissioner Kassel worked in pairs to conduct a dragnet-style investigation of the surrounding area.

The way S-class disappeared was very strange, it was like disappearing from the world. In the heavily guarded Kassel campus, where Norma was everywhere, he just disappeared. It can even be said that he was directly in the Norma Ma disappeared under the nose.

Norma lost the video data of the three seconds before and after the disappearance of the S-class. Anger confirmed this with the highest authority card. There is no trace of human manipulation in Norma's backstage, so who could do it?

But none of this matters.

Green characters cascade across the screen.

In the information processing center, people come and go, and everyone is in a hurry, as if there are endless things on hand.

Angers looked out the window lost in thought.

The most important thing is what S-Class thinks.

In the case of Lu Mingfei's disappearance, is there anyone else involved?

this is a problem.

Very serious problem.

If there is someone else's shadow in it, who would it be?
Forcibly taking their S-class from Kassel, this kind of thing is not something that just anyone can do.

After all, this is an S grade, it's Lu Mingfei, and Anger knows this boy well, can someone really take this guy away silently?

So what if there's no one else involved?

In other words, the disappearance of Lu Mingfei was not abducted, but voluntary.

It was he who wanted to leave, for example, there was something urgent, even to the point where it was too late to leave a word, Lu Mingfei had to leave.

Among all the guesses, Angers felt that the most likely one was this one.

A piece of information is fed back.

With the Kassel campus as the center, the radiation area is getting bigger and wider, but there is no information related to Lu Mingfei.

The S-class is like really disappearing from the world.

Professor Turing frowned.

There is no reason.

Wherever you walk, you will leave traces.

But they searched all the way, let alone an S-level person, and there was not even a single witness record about him.

How can this be explained?

Could it be said that the S-class will really disappear out of thin air?

The range is so wide.

He had never heard of the existence of similar speech spirits.

"Norma."

Angers said.

"Expand your search."

We will continue to expand!

The professors were inclined to do a second search, but Angers seemed to have other ideas.

"The range is..."

"worldwide."

Meanwhile, Angers ordered.

He wants to re-screen all abnormal events before and after the disappearance of the S-Class, on a global scale.

Even if they don't understand, this is the order of Mr. Principal, the tyrant from this Kassel. After all, they don't need to understand in front of the tyrant, they just need to obey and execute.

The information processing center was once again in chaos.

At this time, the Far East across the entire Pacific Ocean.

"Senior! This way, senior!"

It sounded like a voice full of vitality, and suddenly a girl with a smile like a flower jumped out in front of people's eyes.

Xia Mi hopped her feet and waved her hands vigorously. This girl is so confident and sunny. She unscrupulously shows all her youthful vigor, and she doesn't care if she attracts the attention of passers-by.

The courageous boy was eager to try, thinking of going up to ask for contact information, and was still thinking about how to increase the success rate of speaking, when he heard the girl call out the senior.

Senior?

All of a sudden, their faces became serious, and they entered a state of combat readiness. They wanted to take a good look at this creature that the writing senior read as a rival in love.

Then they saw Chu Zihang.

Will...will be killed!
The survival instinct of creatures made them bow their heads obediently and walk forward as if nothing had happened.

Chu Zihang glanced around without a trace.

Illusion, the premonition of danger just now was...

"Really, slow death!"

Xia Mi grabbed Chu Zihang's hand, pulled him, leaned back, step by step.

Even so, Chu Zihang's footsteps were still steady.

The premonition of danger just now made Chu Zihang very concerned, especially in this kind of place where there is a lot of traffic, he felt that it was necessary to remind Xia Mi, but seeing the girl's carefree appearance, he swallowed back the reminder that she was about to exit in stomach.

Forget it, I just pay more attention.

Chu Zihang thought so.

"Wow, this hairpin looks great."

"This lipstick is also very good looking."

"Speaking of which, what kind of color does Auntie usually wear..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, look what I've asked, how can a boy like this..."

"Ah, senior, do you actually know!"

"Should I say it's you, senior, you know all these things, you're so caring, Auntie must like you very much!"

Chu Zihang felt that he probably encountered something more incomprehensible than Longwen and Alchemy.

Can anyone tell him why girls talk so much when shopping?

Besides, student Xia Mixia, aren’t you feeling unwell? You said that you must die now, and you yelled some incomprehensible words. Originally, they were going to the roof of the world to participate in Lu Shi’s No. [-] Martial Arts Assembly, this is a good time, because Xia Mi's affairs have been delayed.

It's really strange to say that not long ago, he looked half-dead and dying, but now he can dance around in the shopping mall alive and well, full of endless energy.

But Chu Zihang was sure that Xia Mi's dying appearance before could not be faked.

"The senior must also be very concerned."

They are on the road.

Even though I have been shopping for so long, saying that this one looks good and that one is cute, Xia Mi still hasn't bought anything for herself. The only packaging bag in her hand is a lipstick for Chu Zihang's mother.

"Speaking of which, it was really scary before."

Xia Mi acted like he had more than one season in his heart.

"A little bit, really, just a little bit!"

She compared the fingernail of her little finger, as if she was using this action to strengthen her tone, so that Chu Zihang must believe in herself, and it was really a little bit close.

Xia Mi's tone dropped.

"I'm going to die."

she says.