Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

"Tsk tsk, this is the fight."

Fingel bit his straw, a pair of thick thighs resting on the table, in front of him was a display screen arranged in an arc on three sides, and various characters swiped quickly.

"It's really lively."

Fingal shook his head.

"Be honest, did you post that post!"

The vice-principal's voice came from the earphones.

Fingel drank his Coke leisurely.

"Old man, you know me."

"I won't do such a useless thing."

There was silence on the phone.

"That's true."

said the vice principal.

"You guy, you sold your face for a good price 100 years ago. You won't do things like posting analysis posts on the hunter website that won't get you anything but boring vanity."

"That's it."

Fingal snapped his fingers.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you sit, I'll talk to Angers."

"Also, don't worry too much about the hunter website, and keep an eye on the battlefield."

Fingel waved impatiently.

"I know, I know."

"Aren't you bothered, old man?"

Complaining is really useful now.

The chatter on the other end of the phone stopped.

in the next second.

Like a volcanic eruption.

Fingel frantically took the earphones away, stretched his arms so long that he almost fell under the chair because of the excessive range of motion.

"You think I do, you bastard!"

"If you put a jackknife on your neck, you will be annoyed!"

After roaring for a while, the vice principal hung up the phone angrily.

Angers smiled and retracted the pocket knife, and flicked a knife.

"Just kidding, don't take it to heart, my old chap."

The vice-principal stretched his neck, turned his head from side to side, and repeatedly touched the fat on his chin with one hand.

"I have to say, your joke is not funny at all."

He viciously raised his middle finger at Ange.

Angers smiled and waited for the vice principal to finish venting.

"Okay, you."

The vice-principal looked very upset.

"Let's talk, let's talk, just talk, what's the use of coming all the way to find me, a bad old man."

"Why, can't I find some old friends who are still alive?"

"Aha, catch up on the past!"

The vice-principal raised his palms exaggeratedly as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights.

"Old man, who else would you turn to to catch up with other than the skeleton lying in the cemetery?"

"Me? Come on."

The vice-principal shrugged.

"Don't waste time, just tell me what you want from me."

Angers nodded with no embarrassment on his face.

"You are the one who has the deepest research on memory among the alchemists I know."

"I want to ask you."

"Is there a way to completely erase a person's memory?"

"Or clean and replace one person's memory with another person's."

Halfway through, the vice-principal blew on his brandy.

Boom, boom, let it go down half a bottle.

The vice principal burped and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"I thought you were looking for something important with me."

"Isn't it memory cleaning?"

"Get it right, Angers."

"Look! Look!"

"Who is in front of you!"

The vice-principal patted his belly passionately, the waves rising and falling.

Anger, who looked like a British gentleman in the last century, smiled and said nothing.

"The one in front of you is a great legendary alchemist!"

The vice principal's stomach shook.

"To a great legendary alchemist, such a trivial matter as memory cleaning is as simple as cutting off my neck with a jackknife."

The vice principal is full of confidence.

Angers opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again, the gentleman's smile seemed a little stiff no matter how you looked at it.

What this old man said, he always felt that he was overconfident in some inexplicable places.

"so."

Angers was thoughtful.

"Cleaning the memory of the S-class is also very easy."

"puff!"

The vice-principal was spitting out his drink like a cartoon character.

Before he could wipe it off, he stared at Angers in shock with a pair of goldfish-like eyes.

"What did you say!"

"Whose memory is cleaned?"

"S-class!"

"I think, I need to confirm, is the S-class you mentioned, the S-class I thought?"

Under the shocked gaze of the vice principal, Ange nodded slowly.

The vice principal slapped himself on the face.

"The black king is on top!"

He whines.

"Questions?"

Angers asked him.

"Questions!"

The vice principal repeated excitedly.

"The problem is serious, let me tell you!"

"Writing on the blackboard and writing on the diamond, the difference between the two, you should be able to understand even Angers."

This "Indeed, cleaning the memory of ordinary people is nothing to me."

"Just spend more alchemy materials and more time, that's all."

"But Xiao Mingfei, you also know that he is S-rank, Ange, tell me, can Xiao Mingfei be considered an ordinary person!"

"I want to clean Xiao Mingfei's memory, I'm sorry, I can't do this kind of thing."

The vice-principal was still waving his arms vigorously to reinforce his tone.

"Listen up, listen up, I can't do it!"

"But you are not a legendary alchemist..."

"Fuck your legend!"

The vice-principal is like a red-eyed fighting cock.

"Let me tell you, cleaning Xiao Mingfei's memory, no matter how legendary it is, it won't work, if you can't do it, you can't do it, unless you call out the Emperor of Bronze and Fire, he is the existence at the top of alchemy , if it's this guy..."

"Haha, I'm sorry, I forgot, the emperor of bronze and fire has already been killed by Xiao Mingfei."

The vice principal winked and made a grimace.

Angers didn't care about the change in expression of his old friend, which was so rich that it could be compared to a marquee.

All his mind was thinking about one thing.

Can't even the legendary alchemist modify Lu Mingfei's memory?
Although the vice-principal seems unreliable, the credibility of his judgment in his professional field is quite high.

Angers acquiesced that the vice-principal's judgment was correct.

Then, Lu Mingfei is again...

He also read the analysis post on Hunter's website, and he had to say that Angers agreed with many of the contents, including giving heroes the honor they deserve.

But the rewards for meritorious deeds have to be after the end of the war. Now there is only one emperor of bronze and fire, and there are only three of the four monarchs left, not to mention there is a supreme black king on top. It's still too early.

Although the author of the analysis post has repeatedly emphasized, his judgment is actually quite correct. He has guessed the reasons for the war between Kassel and the Sheqi Bajia. , it is even more interesting.

To be honest, if Angers were placed in a position other than Kassel and the information at hand was limited, he would probably have judged that Lu Mingfei's disappearance was just a scene directed and acted by Kassel himself.

After all, Lu Mingfei is too strong.

Even Angers believed in this judgment more than anyone else.

Because he knows Lu Mingfei's strength better than anyone else.

Angers once personally watched the battle between Lu Mingfei and the bronze vassals in Nibelungen.

He also fought against this junior several times after he cultivated his strength in martial arts.

Lu Mingfei's strength was something Angers couldn't comprehend.

It's not Lingling, it's not alchemy, and it has nothing to do with dragon blood.

That is the power that the child called "Martial Arts".

Therefore, Anger, who was deeply impressed by Lu Mingfei's strength, could not believe that such a Lu Mingfei would disappear.

Unless it's his will.

Originally, Angers guessed so.

Lu Mingfei was not missing, but he left without saying goodbye. He suddenly had something urgent, so urgent that he had to leave before he could say goodbye to anyone.

But after seeing the photo of Lu Mingfei in the Sea of ​​Japan, Anger completely overturned his speculation.

This face was undoubtedly that of Lu Mingfei.

But this expression, this look...

It only made Angers feel strange.

In his feeling, it was as if the skin that originally belonged to Lu Mingfei was occupied by some other unknown existence.

The nonchalant, full-level, giggling, non-formal, but always extraordinarily reliable S-level at critical moments is gone.

The boy in the photo right now who has exactly the same face as Lu Mingfei is actually another person.

This is Angers' feeling. The so-called feeling is of course mysterious and cannot be used as a basis for judgment.

In fact, until now, some people in Kassel still have some doubts about Angers' decision.

This is too aggressive.

The Sheqi Bajia refused to transfer the network authority. Thinking about it, it is actually understandable.

Who doesn't have a little secret?

There is even private money between husband and wife.

Not to mention two behemoth-like hybrid organizations.

Thinking in another way, if they were the Snake Bajia, [-]% of them would not be willing to hand over their authority.

If you refuse, just refuse, it's not that we can't talk slowly, but Ange is good, let Norma go offline and EVA go online without saying a word, and change a vest of war personality to beat Kaguya Ji.

Even if the Bajia of Sheqi is a vassal, it is not necessary to treat the vassals like this.

Angers is too domineering.

But they are not Angers, and they don't know what the headmaster is thinking about.

In fact, Lu Mingfei's performance since entering Kassel has changed the attitude of this tough dragon slayer.

The greater the value and ability Lu Mingfei showed, the more hesitant Anger's attitude became.

Originally, he already had a complete plan for the end of the world.But the appearance of Lu Mingfei gave him a brand new path.

A path that seemed more complete than his previous plans.

Anyone who has worked on a project knows that the start-up has been started, and I will tell you that everything in the future will be overthrown and restarted. If we change the plan, it will kill people.

And the person who makes this decision must have strong courage.

Coincidentally, Angers just had such courage.

In fact, the balance in his heart has gradually tilted towards Lu Mingfei.

In particular, Lu Mingfei also established the great cause of slaughtering the gods, and the emperor of bronze and fire ended in his hands.

This gave Angers even more confidence.

If you are a decision maker and you have a card like Lu Mingfei in your hand, watch him turn the impossible into the possible little by little, accomplishing miracles one after another.

You'll also be betting more on this card.

However, just as you put more and more chips on Lu Mingfei, this guy has gradually become a crucial factor affecting the direction of the battle, or even a critical moment of the only factor.

He is gone.

Everyone would be crazy.

The next step must be to mobilize all forces to search at any cost.

Then you searched for half a month like this, and finally found it.

A big stone in my heart fell back into my stomach.

The bang has not yet come out.

You suddenly realize that the trump card you found seems wrong.

It seems that Lu Mingfei is not the Lu Mingfei he was half a month ago.

Something seemed to have happened to him, so that it gave people the feeling that he had completely changed from the inside to the outside.

Angers' mood was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and then with a bang, the track broke.

Although the old man actually likes to ride a roller coaster, it doesn't mean that he is willing to die just to ride a roller coaster.

The most terrible thing is that this is only Ange's personal judgment, and the basis of the judgment is only a photo. What should he say?
"I think the S-Class seems to have changed."

"Where did you see it?"

"In the photo."

It is estimated that by then people should think that their beloved Mr. Principal has finally lived up to the dementia that everyone expected.

Angers, who is said to be 130 years old, should have suffered from dementia long ago.

As for Lu Mingfei's matter, Anger knew very well that the discussion was meaningless.

There is one and only one way to solve the problem.

That is to find Lu Mingfei.

Only by finding him and actually meeting this guy can all the problems be solved.

This is the reason why Angers is so aggressive, even if he goes to war with the Sheqi Bajia.

…………

"Jackknife?"

Listening to the busy tone coming from the earphone, Fingel scratched his head strangely.

The vice principal's last words rang in his ears.

Fingel slowly showed a clear look, and raised the corners of his mouth.

He probably knew what was going on with the vice principal.

Fingel shook his head, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and muttered something like "the black king is on top" and "bless the vice-principal".

It's just that Lord Hei Wang has a spirit in the sky. After hearing this guy's prayer, will he really bless this group of unworthy descendants whose lifelong mission is to kill their ancestors?

After finishing the prayer process, Fingal forgot about the vice principal and everything else. He didn't even get off his two long legs on the table from the beginning to the end. This detail can also show the guy's respect for His Majesty the Black King.

With two sips of Coke, Fingal continued to devote himself to his work.

The screen is now displaying the page of the hunter website.

Fingel read the analysis post from beginning to end again.

He clicked his tongue.

I don't know who wrote this post. If there is a chance, he really wants to have a drink with this guy.

Of course he, Finger, is a person who can't afford to be early, but the vice-principal is actually wrong. Judging from this point that this analysis post was not made by him, it is still arbitrary.

After all, in Fingel's view, posting this post is not without benefits.

At least, he got happiness.

But unfortunately, this post was not really made by him.

Fingel grinned happily while scrolling through the comments and replies below. In such a major event that could affect the entire mixed-race world, he guided the direction of public opinion according to his own will, which was simply in line with his paparazzi king's taste.

The strange mystery left by the author of the post at the end has aroused the imagination of all the mixed races. If the disappearance of the S-class is just a farce, then what is Kassel planning to do?
Fingel smiled and liked a comment condemning Kassel, completely ignoring that he was wearing the dark green school uniform of this evil school at the moment.

Fingal stretched.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It is really a blessing for Kassel to have a minister of the Ministry of Information who works as hard as himself.

Fingel, who turned off the game interface, shook his head and thumped his waist.

Work is too tiring, let's relax once in a while.

Thinking of this, he opened the battlefield between Norma and Kaguya Hime.

Immediately, green characters swiped across the screen like a waterfall.

The war between artificial intelligence is the snatching and destruction of data. In the eyes of outsiders, it may be just a few characters in a public statement, but in the artificial intelligence battlefield, it is no less than swords, swords, or mixed-race speech.

Fingal scratched his head.

No matter how good his computer skills are, he is still just a carbon-based creature after all. To understand such things as a war between artificial intelligences, he must at least let silicon-based creatures come.

Fingel shook his head helplessly, dragged out a plug-in, and clicked to install it.

The green character waterfall solidified instantly.

A beam of light shoots down.

Like the creation of heaven and earth, a black void is rendered, two opposites.

One is a girl in a red dress and the other is a woman with white hair.

EVA and Kaguya Hime.

"Perfect!"

Fingal snapped his fingers.

This is a plug-in made by Norma, which has the effect of rendering a boring character war into an anime blockbuster.

In this way, even Fingel, who is a carbon-based creature, can understand the battle between Norma and Kaguya Ji.

only……

Fingel touched his chin, feeling sorry.

His gaze flicked back and forth between the anime images of EVA and Kaguya Hime.

The anime image that Norma made for herself is good, quite like a Valkyrie.

That's why she did such a good job for Kaguya Hime?
Fingal shook his head.

"It's better than..."

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a nasty smile.

Fingel clicked on the console, and soon, the white-haired woman opposite EVA turned into a crooked stick figure.

"knock off!"

Fingel looked at his works with satisfaction. That's right. Norma is unique. How can Kaguya Ji compare with Norma?

The old man is also confused, what should he pay attention to the battle situation, what is there to pay attention to, it's not him who is bragging, in terms of the Internet, no one will be a match for Norma at all.

With these and other thoughts in his mind, Fingel slowly thought about what to do next. His current identity is a war observer in Kassel, and he is paid every minute and every second. Fingel Uncle doesn't want to be a salary thief.

So, you have to make good use of your time.

Unconsciously flicking the mouse.

How about playing a disc of Interstellar?

thought Fingal.

After all, it is also a game that S-level Lu Mingfei likes, so there must be something special about it.

Very good, let me, Mr. Fingel, take a good look!

He was gearing up.

Moreover, these computers were specially equipped by Kassel for him as a war observer. The performance is so high that it breaks through the sky. If you use such a high-performance computer to play StarCraft, the opponent must vote at the beginning of the game!
Just when the smug Fingel was about to enter the interstellar world and flex his muscles.

He suddenly saw, on the battlefield between EVA and Kaguya, a fragment fell off Kaguya's body, flying towards him like a meteor in the universe.

Fingal blinked.

This is……

The meteor fragments disappeared, and Fingel was stunned for a long time, then suddenly moved.

He is looking for.

But in fact, he didn't need to look for it.

What you're looking for is on the desktop.

A compressed file package.

"The... gift of fate."