Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 110 "Alchemy Sergeant"

"How did you do it? Are you an alchemist?"

Fingel's eyes widened, shocked by Ronald Tang's move.

"What is an alchemist?"

Old Tang also had a dull face, and asked back in puzzlement.

"Aren't you an alchemist, are you Magneto? Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to untie the dragon rope!"

"I don't know what you're talking about... I just feel a little familiar, like where it used to be..."

Old Tang scratched his head, he couldn't understand why he had this kind of behavior just now, just like a veteran with amnesia who was able to assemble a firearm when he touched the parts, the body has formed an instinct .

"Could it be that you are the kind of alchemy genius who looks like an ordinary person who has lost his memory and is actually an orthodox family?"

"I've read your Chinese martial arts novels. Some of the protagonists in the book are jealous by their families or have been exiled outside since they were young..."

Finger's eyes changed, and he stared up and down at Old Tang as if looking at a rare treasure.

"Forehead……"

Old Tang was taken aback by Finger's words.

Speaking of it, he really couldn't remember when he floated to America.

I only remember that I was adopted by an orphanage to study. After dropping out of high school, I lived in a poor area of ​​Brooklyn. It didn't take long for me to become a bounty hunter and start taking jobs to make money.

However, judging from his physique of not sticking to the evil door when he was a hunter going to the tomb, he felt more like he came from the tomb robber family than any alchemy family.

"Head, this may be a talent for alchemy, why don't we act first and absorb him into Kassel Academy?"

Fingel gently put Uesugi Eriyi to the corner of the wall, and trotted to Lu Mingfei, who was holding a bronze chain and looking at it carefully.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and stared at Ronald Tang for a long time.

Then he said:

"Do not."

"No? You are losing talents, leader!"

"I mean, he's going to the Wailing Angels, not Kassel Academy."

Lu Mingfei said.

"...is there any difference?"

Fingel was puzzled for a while, and then suddenly said: "Could it be that you want to rebel in the future, Commander?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at Finger indifferently, with a bad look on his face:

"You have a chance to reorganize language."

"I mean... ahem, independent."

Fingel shuddered and quickly changed his words.

"When I first entered Cassel College, it was only for one thing—"

"That is to eliminate the aliens and heresies that harm mankind on this planet. Therefore, I don't mind being the knife in the hands of Kassel College."

"However, it is a pity that the dignitaries with alien blood flowing on this planet seem to have plans to become new aliens, and the families in power behind Kassel College cannot be ruled out."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"Eh...Although that's what you said, but the leader, don't you think too long-term."

"Our war with the Dragon Clan is not over yet, maybe there is already a Dragon King awakening lurking in the human society holding a big move."

Fingal wiped his sweat.

"Adhering to the emperor's will, this war will eventually be won, and the aliens and heresies that intend to harm humans will be completely wiped out."

As Lu Mingfei said, he walked towards Old Tang who looked a little flustered.

"A genius in alchemy..."

He looked up and down this netizen whom he had forgotten.

Although I don't want to admit it, but for now, the strange alchemy of the alien is indeed more magical and practical than the technology of the third millennium in my hometown. The great sword of the moon in my hand is the best example.

Cultivating an exclusive "Alchemy Sergeant" for the battle group is also beneficial to the future weapon supply of the battle group.

Just like the alchemy book that "lifts weight like light", without an alchemist, it is just a collection, not a treasure of knowledge.

"It's time to atone for your mistakes. Join our warband of the Wailing Angels."

Lu Mingfei spoke.

"Atonement... um, how much is that a month? Can you manage the food?"

Old Tang said weakly, the angel netizen in front of him didn't give him the right to refuse... and it seems that it's not bad to have a destination?
"You don't have to worry about this, I won't let the alchemy soldiers of the battle group sleep on the street and starve to death."

"As long as you can really take on this position. Fingal, please explain the details to him."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay, since you nod, leader, it's fine!"

Fingel happily embraced Old Tang's shoulders, "We are brothers now, please take care of us in the future!"

"brother……"

The sudden intimate contact and address made Old Tang startled.

Although he doesn't know who his biological parents are, there is something that has really penetrated into his heart since childhood.

That is loneliness, a very sad loneliness.

When he was a child, he was called a freak by his classmates, and was isolated and laughed at by a group of children who had no friends. He really wanted to find a friend to refute them——

But the sad thing is that even small animals are unwilling to be friends with him. He took ham sausages to feed the hungry puppies on the street, but the puppies never came up to take a bite, shivering in the corner.

It makes him very inferior.

So until now he doesn't have many friends, and the small apartment he lives in is filled with all kinds of miscellaneous things, as if he doesn't want to make the place he lives so empty, as if he is the only one in the whole world.

The only person who can be called a friend is probably "Mingming" whom I met online a few months ago.

At that time, as long as they were online at night, they would make appointments with a few StarCraft games to happily battle each other. The two chatted very happily, and the two even made an agreement that when Mingming graduated from high school and came to the United States to play with Old Tang, he would treat him to a greyhound and eat hot dogs. , and not long after, he seemed to disappear, and the news did not return to Interstellar and was no longer online, as if the world had evaporated.

At first he was a little disappointed, but then he felt relieved, after all, he was used to the fact that he was lonely and unloved.

But he never expected that when they met again, Mingming turned into an angel, holy and noble.

"But having said that, Captain, do you want this brother to enter the academy through formal channels or secretly bring him in?"

asked Fingal.

"He took the formal way, after all, he wanted to study alchemy; the other one was secretly brought in, and it was exclusive to our Weeping Angels."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Another? Another brother? Where?"

Fingel looked around, and soon noticed the boy with beautiful makeup sitting on the ground not far away:

"Uh...is he a brother or a sister?"

He asked his own question.

"Man, he was supposed to be purified as a heretic, but I think his speech is useful to the war group, so let him stay in the war group to atone for his sins."

"It's not impossible to sneak it in...at least the headmaster should nod, right?"

"I will tell Angers, he should have no objection."

Lu Mingfei was not worried about this problem.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole building under his feet suddenly trembled violently.

"Confirm the identity of the target, the usurped heresy 'Emperor' has appeared."

Chu Zihang's hasty words came from the headset.

　We are from the perspective of God, what we know Lu Champion doesn’t know, whether he will know what we know in the future, we don’t know—of course I know, all fighting brothers who want to know, please wait and see~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)