Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Chapter 356: Angers Arrival, Li Wuyue's Corpse
Nibelungen, inside the "City Library".

Lu Mingfei looked at the bronze tablets standing in a row and thought: "That is to say, Odin deceived the Norton brothers at least twice during the time of Emperor Huang and Liu Xiu, and after their death, he took away their alchemy books and bronze tablets and learned their alchemy... Why did they keep these things to help the enemy?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't understand this. Norton and Constantine recorded their alchemy in bronze tablets and books. After Odin got these, he had thousands of years to study them and must have learned them a long time ago, but he also left these things in Nibelung.

“If we destroy it directly, then we won’t have to worry about the alchemy techniques spreading out, right?” Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"You don't know?" Xia Mi looked at Lu Mingfei in surprise.

"Know what?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“No matter what bloodline a dragon has, it will lose its memory when it is reborn in cocoon form, and it may not be able to recover all of it,” Xia Mi said. “Dragons with lower bloodlines may even lose most of their memories in one cocoon form. Even a dragon king will forget some things. The most they can do is to ensure that they will not forget the more important things.”

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that Old Tang had lost all his memories when he was in cocoon form. He originally thought that this situation would either mean complete amnesia or complete recovery, but from what Xia Mi said, it was almost impossible to completely recover the memory, and everyone would forget some things more or less.

"That's why Norton and Constantine stored their alchemy in the Nibelung, because they were worried that if they forgot some important alchemy after their resurrection, they could still rely on these records to recall it." Lu Mingfei said.

"Yes, so Odin also left these carriers of alchemy in his Nibelung, also to avoid forgetting after his resurrection," Xia Mi glanced at the bronze tablet greedily, "But now it's all ours, Norton's alchemy...hahahahahaha..."

With her wisdom, her brother's strength, and Norton and Constantine's alchemy, it won't be long before she becomes the most powerful Dragon King!

What Norton? He was just a reckless man who relied on his equipment. When she made a set of mythical alchemical armor for herself and her brother, even if Norton and Constantine came together, they would not be their opponents!

but……

"How can we take so many things away?" Xia Mi frowned and thought.

There were too many of them. There were at least hundreds of bronze tablets here, each as big as a small building, densely engraved with countless dragon characters, and even to her, the contents were extremely obscure and difficult to understand.

Not to mention the books on the shelves, which contain only more information.

To learn all these things, even with her wisdom, it would take at least several hundred years. It was a pipe dream to want to learn them on the spot, and it didn't seem realistic to take them all away...

"How about we take a picture with our cell phones?" Su Xiaoqiang suggested.

"You can't take a picture. There is electromagnetic interference here, which will prevent all electronic devices from functioning properly. If you don't believe me, take out your cell phones and have a look," Xia Mi rolled her eyes. "If your cell phones can still be used normally, then I will eat these book shelves."

Lu Mingfei took out his mobile phone and just as he turned on the screen, a call came in.

Lu Mingfei silently turned his head to look at Xia Mi, but saw that she seemed frozen, without any reaction at all, and the same was true for Su Xiaoqiang beside her.

To be precise, it was as if the world had stopped the moment Lu Mingfei's phone rang.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and glanced at the caller ID - "Brother, dear brother."

This is not surprising.

Lu Mingfei answered the phone unhappily: "Hello? Have you changed from real-life harassment to phone harassment?"

"How can you say it's harassment, brother? I'm here specially to help you solve your problems!" The little devil popped his head out of the phone screen like a character in a cartoon.

Lu Mingfei grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him out of the screen: "Solve my problems? Can you help me move these things away?"

"That's not difficult!" The little devil stretched out his hand, "It only takes a quarter..."

"Is there any free service?" Lu Mingfei interrupted.

"Then it's up to you, brother." The little devil spread his hands.

"On my own?"

"Brother, don't you have the power of the space gem? Why don't you try to create a space to store things?" said the little devil.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes: "Do you think I haven't tried? Ever since I used the Silver Oak Sword to absorb the power of the Space Gem, I have tried so many times to open up a portable space. If I could do it, I would have succeeded long ago."

The power of the Space Stone is a separate system. All of Kamar-Taj's magical knowledge about space is not applicable to the Space Stone. The same goes for the part of alchemy involving space. Using the power of the Space Stone to open up space is a technical job that cannot be accomplished without long-term exploration.

"Brother, I meant to 'get' a space to store things. I didn't say to open up an independent space for you," the little devil said faintly, "Aren't we just in a ready-made independent space right now?"

Lu Mingfei looked around and then at the little devil, and couldn't help but sigh: "You devils have even dirtier hearts."

"If there's nothing else, brother, I'll leave first." said the little devil.

"Huh? Why are you in such a hurry today?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

"To be honest, brother, you haven't been doing business with me recently, and I can hardly make ends meet, so I had to find a smaller order to make a living." The little devil said sincerely.

"You finally found another client?" Lu Mingfei said.

"It's not a customer's order." The little devil shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"This is a trade secret." The little devil said seriously, "Brother, even if you give me a quarter of my life, I can't tell you... But if you give me half, we can discuss it..."

"Go and do your own thing." Lu Mingfei picked up the little devil and was about to shove it back into the phone screen.

"Wait," Lu Mingfei suddenly stopped in the middle of the action and said to the little devil casually, "By the way, let me ask you a small question. Do you know where Odin in this world came from?"

"This is not a small problem no matter how you look at it, right?" The little devil said, holding his chin in the air, "Chenghui, one quarter."

"Goodbye." Lu Mingfei gently pushed the little devil into the screen.

"But I can give you some free information," the little devil said after being put into the screen. "You can show the green skeleton to your principal. There will be a surprise."

As the little devil's voice fell, the solidified world began to flow again.

The green skeleton... refers to the blue remains of the King of Sky and Wind, right?
Lu Mingfei pondered in his heart.

"Look, the cell phone doesn't work," Xia Mi interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts, "It's a pity that my Nibelungen is too far from here, otherwise it would be safe to put it in my Nibelungen."

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang looked at Xia Mi at the same time, staring at her silently.

"Why? Do you think I put it in my Nibelungen to keep it for myself? This is our spoils of war, so of course I am keeping it for all of us!" Xia Mi said confidently, "I have no selfish motives at all, please don't think bad of me! Do you have a better way to preserve it?"

"Junior sister, if that's what you say, then I do have a good way to preserve it for everyone." Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

Xia Mi suddenly had a very bad premonition: "Senior Brother, you don't really have a Nibelung, do you?" "No." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Xia Mi breathed a sigh of relief.

"But doesn't Odin have it?" Lu Mingfei said dimly.

Xia Mi:!!!
Under Xia Mi's confused and puzzled gaze, Lu Mingfei summoned the Silver Oak Sword that was emitting blue sword light. He pointed the tip of the sword at the ground, and dragged the tip of the sword across the ground as he walked, leaving a blue light mark.

As Lu Mingfei walked further and further away, the light mark became longer and longer, and gradually turned into an arc.

It was not until Lu Mingfei walked around the entire area where the bronze stele was stored that the blue arc of light on the ground closed into a circle.

Lu Mingfei raised the Silver Oak Sword and swung it in the air. The ground was divided into two parts by a blue light mark, and the area circled by Lu Mingfei was covered by dazzling blue light.

"Fuck..." Xia Mi muttered to herself as she stood in the blue light.

Su Xiaoqiang next to her looked calm.

After a moment, the blue light faded and Lu Mingfei retracted the Silver Oak Sword.

"Senior Brother, what did you do?" Xia Mi already had some guesses in her mind, but still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Oh, I dug out a piece from Odin's Nibelung. It's the part I circled under our feet." Lu Mingfei said frankly.

Xia Mi:......

"Junior sister, since you have no selfish motives, you certainly won't mind me storing these materials that belong to us together in my Nibelungen, right? After all, I am as selfless as you." Lu Mingfei asked with a smile.

Xia Mi:......

She wanted to express her objection, but facing Lu Mingfei's kind smile, she finally nodded silently.

……

Nibelungen, in hospital.

Lu Mingfei and the other two who returned sat in an office with Chu Zihang.

"The real Odin is probably not in this Nibelungen," Lu Mingfei said as he placed a few dull metal masks on the table. "We only found a few puppets wearing masks. However, unlike Uncle Chu, those puppets have been dead for a long time and can only move with the power of the masks."

"Oh, right - and this -" Xia Mi walked in dragging a corpse box from the morgue. In the box was a green skeleton, hideous and beautiful, and it was obvious that it was not a human.

"Dragon bone?" Chu Zihang was a little surprised.

"And it is the bone of the Dragon King that has been absorbed," Lu Mingfei said, "Although the most precious part is gone, the rest is still an excellent alchemy material. Let the principal come and take a look."

"Did the principal say when you will come?" Chu Zihang asked.

"If you calculate the time, it should be soon. After all, when I called the principal, he said he would get there as quickly as possible..." Lu Mingfei said.

……

Late at night, outside the Nibelungen, on the viaduct.

A plain van slowly stopped.

Theoretically, parking is not allowed on the elevated highway, but this is a small city after all, and there are almost no vehicles on the highway late at night, so naturally no one cares about such things.

Ange got out of the passenger seat, lit a cigar and looked at the empty road.

A sturdy man nearly two meters tall stepped down from the driver's seat: "Principal, is this the place?"

"This is where Mingfei is talking about. Let's wait for a moment." Angé said.

After receiving the call, he immediately mobilized the entire academy and concentrated the best medical resources in the small town where Lu Mingfei was, waiting for Lu Mingfei and others to bring Chu Tianjiao out.

This time even the school board fully supported his action and spent a huge sum of money regardless of the cost - after all, the rescue target this time was a hybrid with S-level bloodline who could use "Time Zero".

With Ange in front, S-level bloodline, and zero time, these two configurations really make people pay attention.

What’s more important is that the target this time is only in his 40s or 50s. According to the standards of mixed-race people, 40 or 50 years old is simply the prime of life!

Isn’t this a younger and stronger Angers?
Therefore, the school board is considering how to win over this S-class half-blood who was rescued after bravely entering the Nibelungen, and naturally they are willing to spend a huge amount of money.

And Ange was even more pleased to see this happen - after all, in this secret party that might have been infiltrated by dragons like a sieve, a hybrid with a clean identity, trustworthy, S-level bloodline, and whose words were from time zero, to say that he was a timely help would be a bit of an understatement.

This time, in the van behind him were several of the most trusted school doctors in the college, as well as all kinds of the most advanced medical equipment that the board of directors had stuffed in at any cost. As soon as they picked up Chu Tianjiao, they would provide him with emergency treatment as soon as possible, and at the same time drive to a nearby private hospital that had been purchased by Norma and had delivered large medical equipment.

"Principal," said the Executive Department elite specialist who got down from the driver's seat, "Don't you need a medium to enter and exit Nibelungen? There is no suitable medium now, right? Can the people inside get out?"

"Don't worry, the people in Nibelung are the trump cards of our entire secret party." Ange exhaled a puff of cigar smoke.

The cigar smoke blended into the fog that had arisen from nowhere.

"Fog?" The elite specialist subconsciously reached for his waist and grasped the tactical dagger close to his body.

Although there seemed to be no room for him to do anything around the principal even if there was danger, he still became alert out of habit.

In the thick fog, several blurry shadows floated slowly towards us, like the ghost soldiers from Chinese ghost legends passing through. The elite specialist suddenly drew out his tactical dagger.

"Relax, it's Mingfei and the others..." Angé patted the elite specialist's shoulder with a smile.

The next second, a feeling that was so long ago that he almost forgot it but would never forget it rose up in the thick fog.

Commissioner Ange subconsciously clenched his palm.

The elite specialist gasped, his face almost deformed with pain.

Ange loosened his hand and wiped his sleeve, revealing an exquisitely folding knife in his hand, the blade as red as blood.

He gripped the folding knife tightly, adjusted his breathing, suppressed the surging dragon blood, and stared fixedly in the direction where the familiar feeling came from in the thick fog.

The feeling was very faint and weak, like a candle in the wind, but it was definitely not an illusion - it was Li Wu Yue's breath, or... Long Wei.

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