Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 140 Praise Bahamut, Ah Woo

Just now, the gentle Guerweger was like a female general galloping in the kitchen, commanding three people by one person, and keeping everything in the kitchen in order.

Lu Mingfei took over Caesar's work, fighting against a bundle of basil leaves, while Caesar stood in front of a cauldron, watching a timer, waiting for the pasta in the cauldron to cook.

Finger was sent by Gulwegla to carry things, and there were only two unfamiliar people left in the small kitchen, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Caesar stirred the pasta in the soup pot, turned his head and said to Lu Mingfei who was picking vegetables:

"You seem to be different from other people in Huaxia. Didn't you train in high school?"

"Ah... what training?"

Lu Mingfei raised his head, he just picked off a yellowed vegetable leaf, he didn't understand what Caesar meant.

"You don't know? The half-breeds in Huaxia have been trained since high school." Caesar stared at the timer, and he felt that this kid was very interesting, and he might be able to add him to his plan.

Not only because of what Ander did back then, but also because Caesar felt that this guy was very suitable for him.

"My high school was an ordinary middle school, and I didn't know anything about mixed races."

Lu Mingfei was a little depressed. He couldn't figure out why he had to spend three years in high school, learning a lot of useless English, and finally came here, and he was taught in Chinese instead.

Other freshmen would use AK for headshots, and I haven't even touched the gun a few times.

"That may be Mr. Ander's arrangement. It's okay. There are many zero-based students like you. You just lack a little... help."

Caesar turned his head, and the expression on his face seemed to tell Lu Mingfei that he was the Son of Destiny, as long as he joined the student union, he could create miracles.

"Help...do you mean the student union?"

"Yes, there are many interesting people in the student union. If you join, everyone will help you."

Caesar is like a witch, luring the pure and lovely freshmen into his trap step by step, but he is indeed right. For those who have potential, the student union will never spare resources.

For example, Lu Mingfei of S rank, or Caesar himself.

"I'm... just a freshman, and I don't understand anything."

"It's okay, I will invite you again after you finish your military training and 3E exam."

"3E exam?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly heard what he least wanted to hear: the exam.

"Extraction Evaluation Exam, bloodline grade exam, test your bloodline."

Lu Mingfei touched his forehead quietly. Obviously, he didn't have horns on his head, and there was nothing special about him since he was a child. He was still a little apprehensive about such things.

"But I feel like a normal person."

Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei in surprise. Hybrids have blood sorrows, while dragonborns will grow scales. These things will remind them that they are fundamentally different from ordinary people.

"You have a good mentality, but at least you have to trust your parents."

The deeds of Lu Mingfei's parents can still be found in the school. The probability of two S-levels giving birth to an ordinary person is lower than the probability of a bag of Leshi without air.

"In a good mood?"

“Humans are social animals,” Caesar says casually, tongs pasta into a large baking dish. “For those who realize they are different from others, this loneliness can be painful.”

"Many hybrids choose to die because of this loneliness called blood sorrow, so you feel that you are ordinary, which is a good thing for hybrids."

"It looks like I'm mentally healthy." Lu Mingfei touched his chest. He didn't expect that his ordinaryness would become an advantage. It seems absurd that people would commit suicide because of loneliness.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei opened up the topic, and the two chatted casually. Caesar gave Lu Mingfei some general knowledge about the college, such as the student union is very powerful, the student union is very promising, the student union has less work and more money, and so on.

On the other side, Fingel, who was moved by Gulweger, took off his clothes, and Gulweger was checking his body.

"Your situation has become serious again, don't use words for a while."

Fingel nodded, stroked a purple scar on his chest, and lay down on a bed.

"Go ahead, Ms. Gullweger."

Gulweger put two copper coins on his eyes, sprinkled a pinch of salt on the bruises on his chest, held down Fingel, and silently recited a prayer.

Light appeared on Finger's body, and the green spot dissipated in the light, and Gulweger took two copper coins that covered Finger's eyes.

"Okay, you can get up now."

"Every time I do that I feel like a dead man."

Fingel got up and heaved a sigh of relief, stretched his waist and twisted his body, and quickly put on his clothes.

"In theory, you are indeed. The magic of embalming can only be used on dead people."

"But I'm still me."

"So you have to make up your mind quickly, only one ritual is needed..."

Gulweger looked at Fingel with hatred, but Fingel shook his head.

"I want to wait for her to come back. I still have time, don't I?"

"Yes, theoretically, the time limit for resurrection is 100 years, but you have to bring her body back first."

"100 years, that's a long time."

Fingel tidied up his clothes and followed Gullweger back to the kitchen with a stack of porcelain plates.

Caesar looked at Fingel, mother liked this guy very much, and always took him to carry things, maybe because he was German?
But mom doesn't seem to be interested in remarrying, Caesar doesn't want to be called Father Fingel one day.

As soon as Guerweger came back, he started the final work vigorously. With the joint efforts of several people, a large plate of pasta with tomato and basil was steamed up to the long table of the chapel, and there was a large bowl of meatballs beside it.

In fact, traditional pasta does not add meatballs, but considering that this is the United States, Gullweger still made some small changes thoughtfully.

In the church, several people had already been waiting. When they saw Guerweger coming, they hurried over to help.

In the end, more than 30 people came to the chapel, and everyone had a plate of spaghetti and a meatball in front of them. Finger and Lu Mingfei had one more. Like Caesar, they were treated like their own sons.

The red-haired girl also came and stood next to Gulweger, helping her distribute food. Unlike the afternoon, she seemed to have taken care of her clothes specially, and she had a nice smell of lavender on her body.

"That's Nuonuo, Caesar's girlfriend."

Finger, who was next to him, introduced that Lu Mingfei suddenly felt his heart stop.

"So... this is to meet the parents?"

"probably."

Lu Mingfei rolled up a roll of pasta with a fork, imitating Fingel and said:

"Praise Bahamut."

"Ah!"

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(End of this chapter)