Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 390 Dragon Race and Zerg Race

In the conference room, there was no sound. The brass bell that Ender threw on the wall showed his strength to these school managers. Board meetings, and therefore a perennial missing person, rarely attend board meetings.

"Happy, you guys always speak in a high-sounding way," Beowulf said to determine the nature of this incident: "This time Tom Riddle shot first. I don't think there is any problem."

The Beowulf family is the executioner of the Secret Party, belonging to the secret party members who are rooted in Zhengmiaohong. Hearing what he said, Elizabeth Laurent, who was sitting next to Angers, immediately rang the bell and said, "Support."

Anger also nodded, and also rang the bell: "I support it too."

The school manager of the Riddle family looked at Gattuso with an ugly expression, and the corners of Frost's mouth twitched a few times. wave:
"Take Mr. Riddle down for a bandage." Frost glared at Riddle angrily, and the other party lowered his head palely, and followed the waiter out.

"Hey, this poor kid, he can't participate in this project." Ender pretended to be emotional, and Riddle's name had quietly disappeared from the Nibelungen project.

A school trustee left, but the inspection in the name of the banquet continued.

Lu Mingfei pushed Ling, who had just knocked out the bodyguards, back to the center of the birthday party, where Chu Zihang negotiated with the rest of the bodyguards, and helped to send Tom to the hospital by the way, Xia Mi followed him, tilting his head to look at looking at Tom's body.

"I knew you were fine." Caesar came over with a glass of champagne, his clothes had changed, and his long hair, which was messed up because of the cake fight, was tied up behind his head: "After all, you are the trump card of our student union." .”

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, he couldn't figure out what happened, he just felt dizzy, and Tom Riddle fell to the ground, feeling a bit like an old man.

"Forget it, I won't bother you, I'll go over there and have a look." Caesar squeezed his eyes and walked to the left of the two with a smile. Lu Mingfei noticed that Nuonuo was not with Caesar, and Caesar was alone. It looks somewhat lonely.

In the next second, three or four girls hugged Caesar, shattering the feeling of loneliness.

"I don't think this place is suitable for me..." Lu Mingfei smiled wryly. Although the surroundings were very lively, there were not many people around him and Ling, like a deformed vacuum area.

Probably what happened just now frightened these heavenly favored children and made them feel a little more in awe of Lu Mingfei.

"Then walk with me." Ling whispered, Lu Mingfei nodded, and the two walked out of the lawn.

This manor has a very typical French classical garden, with waterways running through it, dividing the garden into several pieces, the shrubs are pruned into beautiful geometric shapes, the lawn is patterned and dotted with gorgeous flowers.

The garden is very large, showing the extraordinary financial resources of the secret party everywhere. The only shortcoming is that it is too flat and atmospheric, which makes Lu Mingfei, a child who grew up in the southern part of China, a little unaccustomed to this style.

The conversation between the two was still started by Lu Mingfei. After spending so much time together, he knew that Ling was the kind of child who couldn't speak as long as he didn't speak.

"Thank you very much during the final exam," Lu Mingfei scratched his cheek, "If it wasn't for you, I would have failed in Dragon Genealogy."

The genealogy of the dragon family is the first difficulty encountered by most students of history in Kassel. The most basic knowledge point is the four kings and their [-] named descendants.

God is pitiful, how can he remember who the fourth heir of the King of the Earth and Mountains is, and how many third-generation and fourth-generation heirs are under this heir.

The dragon in this world is a wonderful creature, or an evil creature. Lu Mingfei, who has studied the genealogy of dragons, has no doubts about Ander's judgment. These dragons are all a group of demonic shapeshifters.

Each family of dragons has different characteristics, or in other words, no dragon is biologically similar, just like a group of humans have wings and horns.

The genealogy of the dragon family is to teach you how to use that little bit of illogical features to determine which family the dragon is a member of.

Look at Professor Manstein, who has lost all his hair after studying the genealogy of dragons for so many years.

Zero quietly listened to Lu Mingfei's complaints, this girl is an excellent listener, you can't even see any tendency towards this matter from her calm face, only after Lu Mingfei finished speaking Asked: "Long, will there be children?"

Lu Mingfei froze for a moment, wondering why Zero would ask this question, and then thought of what the middle-aged professor of dragon physiology said: "Dragon, in fact, has no gender."

Sex, in the final analysis, is a more efficient way of genetic evolution, relying on meiosis to create germ cells and create more diverse offspring. This is a mutation method evolved by nature.

But dragons are the fourth type of creatures that do not belong to any known creatures, and gender is even a burden to their bodies that have evolved to the extreme.

"Probably not." Lu Mingfei looked up at the waterway and the stone sculpture beside it. The theme of the stone sculpture is very characteristic of the secret party. It is St. George slaying the dragon. The shadow of Headmaster Heat: "Didn't it say that the dragon was made by the Black King?"

"Probably like in movies or games, a bunch of dragon eggs are put into the hatching pond, and when the time comes, they will pop open and the little dragon will come out." Lu Mingfei enjoyed such a scene, he is a scumbag. Only at this time can the mind take such a leap.

It sounds very similar to the Zerglings in StarCraft, Lu Mingfei thought, maybe there are hybrids in Blizzard?
Listening to Lu Mingfei's random nonsense, Zero has now been dragged from the Zerg in StarCraft to the twins on the throne, and there is a faint possibility of developing towards a strange place.

Ling moved over and took Lu Mingfei's hand lightly. Perhaps the dragon race has no love, but human beings are emotional animals that are in heat all year round. They will always give themselves a reason to be desperate for some inner impulse. .

"You seem to owe me a dance." Ling smiled. Her original coldness was like a glacier under the scorching sun, slowly melting, and the tide brought by the greenhouse effect rushed into Lu Mingfei's heart, making this young man express himself at this moment. Amazing emotional intelligence.

"I can do it now," Lu Mingfei put his arms around Ling's waist, the impulse was fleeting, and he hesitated a little more in his heart: "I mean... er, I was sorry before... er, anytime..."

Zero pressed Lu Mingfei's lips: "Don't talk, it's a spoiler."

(End of this chapter)