Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 123 How to Throw People with Money
Time flies, some children always grow up in a blink of an eye.

For example, Chu Zihang in front of An De, he is currently a sophomore in the high school affiliated to Yanjing University Kassel Union College in the capital, and it is summer vacation, but this child has not rested for a moment, and asked his father to find An De who is staying in Huaxia.

"Master, I want to learn magic!"

Hearing the request from the boy in front of him, Ender slapped the table and stood up abruptly.

"Good! Very energetic!"

Chu Zihang's face remained unchanged, but he took a step back quietly. Ander's reaction really scared him a little.

In fact, Ander also wanted to find a successor in magic these years, but the attitude of Chinese dragon descendants towards magic is probably...

"Very useful, but machine guns are better."

With the advancement of science and technology, the warlocks who only knew three or four ring spells at most quickly abandoned their instinct to use magic, and turned to five or six punches and four zero fires.

And Ander has been too lazy these years, and didn't take much care of the dragonborn's affairs. As a result, all the warlocks now agree that the best spell to use is the one-ring Charm Human.

This small spell can help them solve some troubles and greatly reduce the workload of the relevant departments.

Looking at Chu Zihang who was full of fighting spirit in front of him, Ander planned to train him to be a benchmark for warlocks, to show those who can only use charm to show the power of magic.

"Boy, I am very optimistic about you. You take these two books to ensure that you can practice peerless martial arts."

Looking at the two poorly bound booklets in his hands, the corners of Chu Zihang's mouth twitched, which seemed a bit unreliable.

He looked at the covers of two books. One was called "Hualong Jin", with a fire-breathing dragon on the cover; Dragon Unlimited Fighting Technique".

"The Hualongjin book is a training method for warlocks, and fighting skills are a summary of my fighting experience over the years."

For warlocks, they don't need to learn knowledge like mages to improve their abilities. What they need is to control the magic power in their bodies, and by exercising their own control, they can guide the magic power to be released in the most efficient way.

Therefore, Ander borrowed the concept of Chinese martial arts, compared magic power to strength, and named this exercise method of controlling magic power Hualong Jin. After all, the stronger the dragon vein warlock, the closer to the dragon.

"Old Lu, what's the difference between this and the Yin-Yang Jin book in school?"

That's right, the dragon descendants of China have also summed up a set of training methods to improve the level of warlocks over the years, and it is also the "yin-yang strength" that dragon descendants like Chu Zihang must learn.

"This is more demanding on people and requires some additional information."

As he spoke, Ander took out two large books that were as thick as palms, and handed them to Chu Zihang.

"The enlightenment textbooks of those sorcerers, you can just take it and have a look."

Holding the book given by Ander, Chu Zihang bowed to Ander. After he was rescued by Ander from the Nibelungen, he has always longed for the power of magic, and wanted to be like Ander. Rubbing a nuclear bomb (in fact, the power of a meteor storm is not as powerful as a nuclear bomb).

But helplessly, Chu Tianjiao knew nine out of ten skills in magic, and knew nothing about it. After thinking about it, Chu Zihang took advantage of the summer vacation to find Ander.

"Thank you master!"

Ander waved his hand helplessly. In fact, these things are not worth a lot of money at all, but most of the enemies facing the dragon descendants in Huaxia are awakened dragon race. Magic is sandwiched between language and technology, and they selectively ignore it. That's all.

After Chu Zihang was sent away, the Hexutong teahouse became quiet again. Compared with the previous few years, there were more bottles and jars here, most of which were fakes brought by Lao Hu from his own shop for decoration.

A boy in short-sleeved shorts and a pair of slippers dangling from his feet came in and greeted Ender.

"Uncle De, I'm here."

"You kid came to my place to play computer again?"

"No way, Internet cafes have been strictly censored recently."

This boy is Lu Mingfei who is currently a freshman in Shilan Middle School. He took advantage of the summer vacation and sneaked out of his house to surf the Internet here.

Although Lu Mingfei is of mixed race, he did not go to Kalian High School, but stayed in Shilan to study.

On the one hand, Lu Lincheng doesn't like the atmosphere of Kalian Gao very much. He and Qiao Weini think that Lu Mingfei should be allowed to enjoy the childhood of an ordinary person.

On the other hand, Anger and Ander agreed that Lu Mingfei should be allowed to stay among ordinary people more, to check whether his psychological state meets expectations and whether he can empathize with ordinary people.

But the university still has to go to Kassel College to study.

Lu Mingfei turned on the computer familiarly, and was about to invite friends to a tense interstellar father-son game, when Ander's voice suddenly came:

"Let me tell you something. Your parents are going to let you go to their alma mater, Kassel College."

Lu Mingfei opened the Battle.net, completely ignoring what Ander said.

"Cassel College, is it a foreign school?"

"Yes, with the recommendation of your alumni, you are pretty sure."

The mouse that selected the room suddenly stopped. For a high school student, it is undoubtedly more exciting than winning a lottery to be admitted to a university in the first year of high school.

"What don't I need to do?"

"Foreign countries are very dependent on relationships. As long as you are good at English, you can almost read."

Anyway, what Kassel College looks at is blood, not personal ability. You are illiterate, and you can go to school if you have dragon blood.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath. He was still worrying about summer homework yesterday, but someone told him today that you have been recruited by a foreign university. This kind of contrast makes him a little bit unacceptable.

"Uncle De, am I the heir of a big group or something?"

"You want to ask how much the Lu family has?"

Ander looked at Lu Mingfei in front of him, a little speechless. This guy's thinking is very jumpy, which is always unpredictable.

"Almost, I think uncle and aunt live a very simple life."

Lu Mingfei, who has been studying in Shilan all year round, obviously has some misunderstandings about the word simplicity. Lu Gucheng (uncle) has just changed to a BMW, has a car and a house, and his son is still studying in an aristocratic school. He travels abroad several times a year. Obviously, it doesn't match the word simplicity.

"Actually, you are still rich. What do you want to do?"

"Can you let me experience the feeling of a son-in-law, tomorrow is a female classmate's birthday."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his hair, and said a shameless request with a face of embarrassment. Tomorrow is Chen Wenwen's birthday. He also wanted to get out of the luxury car like his classmates and give his beloved girl a precious gift. .

"Let you drive a luxury car, wear a tailored suit, throw money around like an idiot, and then bring your beloved female classmate to the hotel and go to Duanglang together?"

Lu Mingfei imagined that scene for a while, and felt that it was quite silly, not in line with his position as a literary boy, and said a little embarrassedly:

"I also want to throw money at people."

"I can grant this wish."

Ander went back to the back room, and after a while took out a shiny golden brick, walked over and handed it to Lu Mingfei.

As soon as the brick was in his hands, Lu Mingfei's first feeling was: it was so heavy, he quickly hugged it with both hands, and put the brick on the table.

"It's made of pure gold and weighs 400 kilograms. According to the current gold price, it should be worth [-] million yuan."

"If you hit someone with this, at worst you'll be paralyzed."

(End of this chapter)