Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 188 The Uninvited Guest

"The blue sky is waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you~ The smoke from the kitchen is rising, thousands of miles across the river~"

Ronald Tang hummed a song, and carried the packed meals from the cafeteria back to the Holy Blood Hall in a happy mood.

Today's dinner time is a bit late-mainly because a master who called himself "the king of insects" suddenly appeared today, and defeated a series of interstellar masters on the battle platform one after another. He shamelessly called himself the "king of humans" couldn't help but fight against the opponent After more than a dozen rounds, he was "lost".

"It's a pity that the head of the group stopped playing StarCraft and switched to Dragon Slaying, otherwise China's StarCraft will have another star of tomorrow in the future!"

Old Tang couldn't help but feel a little regretful, it seemed to him: "Slaying the dragon, that's all! The importance can't be compared with CN Interstellar!"

"I always feel so quiet. There isn't a single pretty girl on the road. It's completely different from usual... Doesn't it mean that there are some people from the equipment department staying behind even if it's a holiday?"

The cold is whistling across the cold road, and the lifelike gargoyle sculptures on the lampposts cast terrifying black shadows under the pale light. After the students determined to slay dragons returned home from vacation, this hidden college showed It has the side of the old mountain castle.

Old Tang couldn't help shivering, and hurried back to the Holy Blood Hall.

Regarding his suspected identity as a "lost alchemy genius of the Dragon Family", he didn't worry too much, and he didn't bother to find out.

Just like when he was a bounty hunter before, he followed his boss to the ground and fought as a mascot. He didn't wonder why he had such good luck, nor did he wonder what else he had.

Anyway, now I live in the classic hardcover suite of the Holy Blood Museum, play on PS3 with large LCD screen and high-speed computer, and eat casually in the cafeteria with the leader’s black card. Open two Starcraft or Call of Duty.

When he was thinking about the alchemy technique of "spiritual casting", he had already returned to the empty and quiet hall of the holy blood before he knew it.

The high-hanging red lanterns cast a scarlet light at the gate. Seeing this scene, Old Tang shuddered again. As a German, Fingel only knew that the red color of the Spring Festival represented joy, but he had no idea what "Chinese horror" was.

After silently saying "The emperor is on the road, the demons and ghosts leave soon", he hurriedly pushed the door open and went in to turn on the lights.

The "Picture of Angels Leading the Army" hangs from the high place on the second floor of the hall. Looking at the holy angel leading a whole army of tall and mighty warriors in orange-yellow heavy armor behind him, Old Tang remembered that his leader should use it as soon as possible. The alchemy technique is used to develop the power armor on the painting, and then mass-produce it.

"Let's go upstairs and study after delivering the food for the childish girl...Although he is very handsome, but as an interstellar fan, I still get a set of 50 yuan for good brothers..."

Old Tang carried the lunch box to a small door at the end corner of the hall, and entered the password beeping.

"The password is correct."

Old Tang hummed the tune of "Blue and White Porcelain" and pushed open the door, walked down the stairs, and closed the door smoothly. The sound of knocking and closing echoed in the empty hall, and then fell silent.

About a minute later, ghostly figures emerged from the darkness outside the Holy Blood Hall, sneaking into the hall without a sound.

The light that had just been turned on was turned off again.

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Several venues in Kassel College have independent underground storage warehouses, depending on the leased student organization, the storage is different. For example, the Amber Hall of the Student Union stores red wine and champagne, and the Lion Heart Club is full of top-secret books. and files;

As for the Holy Blood Museum... the basement floor is full of ammunition.

Most of them are bolters and bombs produced by the equipment department during this period, carefully wrapped in oiled paper for preservation; refined sulfur grenades, alchemy pump core armor-piercing shells for RPG rocket launchers and other explosive rockets are neatly arranged Stacked aside, a chainsaw-shaped weapon with a chain blade and a cold edge hangs on the wall. The bright red blood drop relief on the handle is quite eye-catching...

If Professor Manstein, the disciplinary committee member, saw this scene, he would probably faint on the spot due to the increase in blood pressure. After waking up, he angrily reprimanded:

"We are Kassel College here, not Gaddafi College! We are training dragon-slaying elites, not counter-strike elites! These high-power and high-destructive live ammunition weapons add up to enough to arm a company!"

However, Professor Manstein usually would not come to the Holy Blood Museum, because Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang knew at a glance that they were the kind of rigorous ascetics, not the president of a certain student union who held parties every day.

"I'm sorry, little girl, it's a bit late to play games today..."

With an apologetic smile on his face, Old Tang brought today's dinner to Yuan Zhinv who was guarding alone on the second basement floor.

"Thank you Tang Jun. It's okay, I'm not very hungry today."

Yuanzhinv took the lunch box with both hands, and thanked softly.

The voices of the two of them echoed in the empty second basement.

There is only one collection here—a keel cross, which belongs to the "White Emperor" who set off a great rebellion in the history of the dragon clan and almost dragged the "Black Emperor" off the throne.

Not many people know that it is the keel of the White King. Except for the Patriarchs of the Eight Snake Family in Japan, there are only a few official members of the Weeping Angel;
From the perspective of Angers and the school board, it is a "keel cross" of the next generation of dragons, and no one will associate it with the white emperor - just like someone telling a medical student about your classroom. It's as nonsense that the general teacher in the movie is actually the remains of Qin Shihuang.

But despite this, the Dragon Bone Cross of the next generation is also a big gold mine worth digging, and the wealth and knowledge that can be extracted from it are immeasurable.It's just that because of Lu Mingfei's strength in "single-killing the next generation" and Frost's experience first, the remaining school directors did not act too rashly.

"Don't you feel bored just staying here by yourself? Do you want me to move the PS3 down?"

Old Tang glanced around, there were only two incandescent lights on in this huge underground warehouse, one was above their heads, and the other was at the end tens of meters away——

A silver-white cross skeleton wrapped in linen cloth covered in bloody scriptures and ancient bronze chains was bathed in the light, as if it were an evil sacred object at the bottom of an evil religion's crate.

Beyond that there is only darkness.

"No need, Tang Jun, you also have your own things to accomplish."

Yuanzhinv said softly, holding the rice ball in her hand and eating in small bites.

"Indeed, the leader wants me to build a battle armor..." Old Tang glanced at this young girl who was so gentle and prettier than a girl, with a strange look on her face:
"To be honest, the strength of your level is equivalent to the high-level soldiers in the interstellar world like Bigfoot. The 50 yuan good brother's armor will only drag you down..."

"The Chapter Leader has his own considerations, we just need to trust him." Yuan Zhinv said.

"Uh... Indeed, I'm still using the chapter leader's card. I'll find a girl whose speech is not so dangerous when school starts. I have to start experimenting with the 'spiritual casting' technique as soon as possible..."

Old Tang had a headache.

"Ah."

"By the way, do you plan to hang out with the Chapter Leader for the rest of your life? I feel that there must be a lot of fights in the future."

"I'm just a sinner now, Mr. Tang," Yuan Zhinv put down the rice ball in her hand, and said seriously, "I was a murderous ghost in the past, and I committed too many murders and crimes. It's Mr. Lu Pulled me out of the abyss and gave me a chance at redemption."

"You didn't do this, it was done by your other evil personality...what is it called Feng..."

"My brother said that this is not an excuse to forgive sins. People should always take responsibility for what they do. For example, someone killed your relatives one day. In front of the court, he used this double personality as an excuse to avoid the trial. ...do you think this is fair to you and your loved ones?"

"Ah, to be honest, I'm just an orphan with no relatives..."

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Tang."

"It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me haha... I think you're pretty good, you should be very attractive to girls when you go out." Old Tang scratched his head and laughed.

But Yuan Zhinv's eyes suddenly became sharper, from a weak and effeminate boy to an extremely evil ghost with a fierce soldier in his hand.

"What... what's the matter?" Old Tang was a little flustered, maybe he said something wrong, in fact, Yuan Zhinv doesn't like to attract girls by herself?
"someone is coming."

"Someone is here? Who? Could it be the group of cosplayers from the equipment department who sent the equipment?" Old Tang was taken aback.

"I'll go up and have a look, I'll leave it to you, Tang Jun."

Yuan Zhinu took out a bamboo sword from under the table and stood up on the tatami floor.

"Me? I... don't know how to fight..." Old Tang said weakly.

"It should be fine, I can fix it soon."

Yuanzhinv comforted, and took out a rough firearm from under the table and stuffed it into Old Tang's hand. It was a bolter specially used by the Weeping Angel.

"I... are you sure you didn't take the wrong weapon? You don't take a gun?"

"No. I don't want to kill any more."

Yuanzhinv carried the bamboo sword and blended into the darkness beyond the light.

　2023年2月17日18点，F91孙一峰在他的生日上再次输给了Tossgirl，28分钟2比0大惨败，警钟长鸣。

　　
　
(End of this chapter)