Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Chapter 88 The true standard for bloodline evaluation, Old Tang’s super evolution!
Santa Lucia Hill, deep inside the Basilica of the Sacred Heart.

The decoration of the office is extremely gorgeous, with crystal tassels hanging from the chandelier on the top.

Elena stood by the desk with her head bowed respectfully, while Valdis, the branch master, sat on the office chair and looked through piles of documents.

He has a PhD in molecular genetics from Wake Forest University, and the pile of documents in his hand are almost all research reports on dragon genes, and the source of the test subjects...are those dead ones that broke out of their mothers. Waiting for the baby.

It stands to reason that these documents should have either been destroyed or sent to his uncle, Inspector General Shi Lun.

But these are all precious research materials, and Valdis secretly copied a copy—what if he can find a way to stably improve bloodlines from it?
Although countless biological experts and scholars have studied for many years, and even several Nobel Prize winners in medicine have not been able to overcome this problem after switching to the field of dragon blood research, but... What if he did it?
Valdis was really unwilling to give up these precious materials like this.

"Irena, how are the test subjects going?" Valdis asked while flipping through the documents.

"The useless test subjects have been disposed of. According to your instructions, the useful test subjects have been secretly transferred to the safe house where the goods are located, and will be guarded by me and the wolf guards." Elena said respectfully.

"Hmph...the safe house where 'Commodity' is," Vardis sneered. "The commodity named Amber, she seems to be your cousin, you don't even want to call her name."

"I'm a member of the Temple Society now, no matter who she is, it's just a product of the Temple Society." Irena lowered her head and said.

"Well... remember, don't tell anyone about the existence of those test subjects and products, not even the Inspector General, otherwise..." Vardis gave Elena a cold look.

"Understood!" Elena quickly lowered her head and said.

The disdain in Valdis's eyes was not concealed at all, and he was not even worried that Irena would suddenly look up to see it.

All test subjects should have been processed, and the merchandise... This kind of transaction was done by the entire Solomon Temple, and there was no need to cover it up. The branch masters even had so-called KPIs, and he was the leader among them.

But right now, he has not reported this product on the list, because he does not lack high-quality products, so he intends to trade this product privately, and he will naturally keep all the transaction money privately.

It's ridiculous that this stupid woman thinks that if she sacrifices herself and her sister, she will get a place from the Temple to continue their bloodline...

madness!

How can a family that is on the verge of extinction deserve the blessing of the Temple Society even if they sacrifice everything?This is as absurd as believers in the Middle Ages thought that they could get a place in heaven by donating all their property to the church.

……

In the hotel, Lu Mingfei is in the room.

The four of Lu Mingfei sat around on the sofa.

"Okay, I've reported all the information about Solomon's Temple from the patriarch of El Salvador to the college." Susie held a cup of coffee and put it on her lips to cool it down. "There should be a response soon." gone."

"Judging from the current situation, Solomon's Temple is definitely not clean," Lu Mingfei said. "I don't know how the academy will deal with it. I can't pretend that I don't know anything."

"The college will definitely not let this kind of behavior go, but first you have to get solid evidence, which should be quite troublesome," Susie said, "Actually, every mixed-race organization has a more or less shady side. It's just that Solomon's Temple will commit such a disregard for human relations, which is the biggest taboo."

"But on the other hand, since they dare to do such an outrageous act, it must be because of the huge benefits they can gain." Susie took a sip of coffee, "And these benefits naturally come from their buyers. College It is not difficult to move Solomon's Temple, but there must be some buyers who want to keep Solomon's Temple."

"The European mixed-race world is not a monopoly of the secret party. Other forces fear the power of the secret party, but it is impossible to obey the secret party. It is estimated that it will be difficult for the academy to deal with the Solomon Temple."

She thought that a young man like Lu Mingfei would be filled with righteous indignation, but she didn't expect that Lu Mingfei would not change his face, and even spoke calmly.

"As long as the college issues a statement, it guarantees that after dealing with the Solomon's Temple, the list of transactions will not be disclosed, and those who have made transactions with the Solomon's Temple will not be held accountable. Those families who were originally tied to the Solomon's Temple will It is estimated that he will become the person who most hopes that Solomon's Temple will perish."

Lu Mingfei said: "Most of the time, if people on the same thief boat have another boat to board, the first thing they do after changing boats is to gouge the original boat and drown their former accomplices."

Susie was stunned for a moment.

It seems to be the truth.

"Big brother and big sister, why are you so calm?" Lao Tang looked at the side full of anxiety, and even called brother and sister to this group of students who were obviously several years younger than him, "We seem to have offended a special A powerful force, we won’t be headshot by a bullet flying in, right?”

"It's the other way around," Susie corrected, "Now Solomon's Temple has offended us."

"But now the situation is stronger than people. There are only four of us in total, and I can count as half of the combat power at most," Old Tang said with a sad face. "We are three and a half people, how can we fight against the same force as others?"

"The only person who poses a threat among those people is probably Inspector General Shi Lun. If he brings his personal guards, his personal guards can barely count," Su Qian said. "The remaining people should not pose much of a threat."

"Really?" Old Tang felt a tinge of comfort.

"We have Chu Zihang," Susie said, "The president can at least single out a fifth-generation species. The Temple of Solomon will want to kill us here, unless they have a fourth-generation species or a fighter jet, or a tank." The car may not work well either.”

"Damn! Is my brother so strong!" Old Tang looked at Chu Zihang with a shocked face.

In his impression as a hunter, if he can hit ten with one hit, he is already an incredible hero. Someone like Chu Zihang can be called a Super Saiyan.

"Senior brother is so good?" Lu Mingfei was also a little surprised.

Susie sighed: "The last time the president was on a mission, he miscalculated the target and encountered a half-breed dragon wandering in the city. It was suspected to be a fifth-generation human body. During the battle, the president accidentally blew up the dragon. The Cape Town Baseball Center collapsed and affected tens of thousands of spectators waiting to get in. Hundreds of people were injured, but fortunately there were no serious injuries or deaths."

"Because the dragon met the president in a human body, it failed to give birth to a dragon body and could only exert part of its power. In the end, it was seriously injured at the hands of the president and escaped. Later, it was found and killed by the elite team of the execution department. "Susie said, "By the way, remember to keep it secret, it's confidential, and I shouldn't even know about it."

"I rely on!"

Lu Mingfei has never seen a live dragon so far, and has no idea about the fifth generation species, but he went to a baseball game when he was in Tony's world.

"Senior sister, wait, let me take a look," Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "A standard baseball field should be about [-] square meters, and this is only the area of ​​a baseball field. A sports center that can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators is undoubtedly It is a large stadium, counting the stadium and auditorium, it should have at least [-] square meters, that is to say, [-] square meters will be flattened by the brother's burst of flames..."

"Not once," Chu Zihang corrected, "We have been fighting for a long time, and the opponent also released the word spirit 'Iron Flow' of Sequence No. 80..."

"Not to mention that it would be outrageous to blow up a large building even in a single battle," Lu Mingfei couldn't help complaining, "Why is the other party's pure-blooded dragon not releasing a higher level of speech than your sequence? Ah, your Jun Yan is nine ranks taller than him, which one of you two is a mixed blood and who is a pure blood..."

"This involves some complicated theories. It stands to reason that you should not learn it from the principal's "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy" course until you officially enter school," Susie said, "But if you are interested If so, I can also tell you in advance, and by the way, I got an A in this course."

"Senior sister, please tell me." Lu Mingfei smiled and handed over a cookie with both hands - this is a small snack he bought on the way back.

Just as Susie was about to take the biscuits, Chu Zihang said in a steady and clear voice:

"According to the paper "Comparison of Dragon Blood Factor and Human Genes and the Main Influencing Factors of Mixed Blood Bloodline Concentration" published by Tomos Hentey Morgan in 1957, the 'bloodline concentration' that mixed breeds have always understood has not been It's not just the proportion of dragon genes in the total genes..."

Before Susie got it, Lu Mingfei quickly took the cookie back, and said, "I know Morgan, he is the scientist who did the fruit fly hybrid experiment in the high school biology textbook, one of the modern genetics. Father, but didn’t he die in 1945? He also faked his death and went to the academy to do scientific research?”

"Well, he is a tenured professor of the college." Chu Zihang nodded.

"Damn it, the college is full of big bosses. I think it's normal to find Einstein in it one day," Lu Mingfei complained, "And then senior brother?"

"In the beginning, when modern science hadn't yet germinated, the ancient hybrids used bloodline concentration to measure how much dragon blood a hybrid inherited, and used the bloodline concentration as the standard to demarcate the class. Although it was practical enough, it still couldn't explain a person's blood. Question—why might a strong half-breed outperform a pure-blood dragon of low blood."

"If the blood concentration theory is taken as the truth, then even the lowest pure-blooded dragons will be far better than the strongest hybrids," Chu Zihang said, "But the fact is that the best hybrids in history are enough to compete with the next generation. They fight to kill three generations of ancient dragons on their own, such as Beowulf and Siegfried in the mythical age."

"This is obviously contrary to the theory of bloodline concentration. After all, even if it is a six-generation or even seven-generation breed, the bloodline concentration is [-]% pure," Chu Zihang said in a crisp and neat manner like reading a document, "until the emergence of genetics in modern times." Concept, the bloodline concentration is considered to be the proportion of dragon genes in the body, but the above problems are still unexplained."

"Until 50 years ago, according to Professor Morgan's research, the real factor affecting the excellence of a mixed race was not the proportion of 'dragon genes' in the body, but the proportion of 'excellent dragon genes' - among which' Excellence' is the key."

"The concept is simple. Just as humans do not have excellent genes, not all genes are excellent even in pure-blooded dragons. For example, some humans have better sports genes, so they have better physical fitness. The intelligence gene is better, so the IQ is higher."

"Thus, advanced bloodlines actually do not refer to a large proportion of dragon genes, but a large proportion of excellent dragon genes. The two cannot be completely equated. It can only be said that people with a large proportion of dragon genes, because the base It is easier to have excellent dragon genes, but it is also easier to degenerate into a deadpool."

Susie didn't get the cookies, but she still took Chu Zihang's words in a grand manner and continued to explain:
"To give a more intuitive example, a pure-blood fifth-generation species has 100% dragon genes on its body, but it inherits all the junk genes in dragon blood. As for the super-A-grade hybrid species like the president, although there are only Some dragon genes, but more than 70.00% of his dragon genes are excellent genes, which are usually good genes only possessed by three-generation ancient dragons, so he is enough to single out five generations."

"As this theory is widely recognized, the official definition of the word 'blood concentration' that people often say has become 'the proportion of high-quality dragon genes in the mixed blood'," Chu Zihang continued: " Generally speaking, the content of "excellent genes" can be reflected by the degree of resonance with Longwen, physical fitness, comprehensive intelligence, and the level of speech and spirit sequences."

"In other words, the concentration of bloodlines cannot be measured specifically. It can only be speculated from the performance of various aspects," Su Qian said, "There are some students in the college who have improved their bloodlines ratings after long-term outstanding performance. For example, the president, his pedigree rating is that the speed of light has been raised from the 'B+' level to the current 'A+' level after enrollment, which is commonly known as the 'Super A-level'. These are the only three super-A in the academy. One of the grades."

Senior Sister Su Qian, you really don’t forget to brag about Senior Brother Chu wherever you go.

Lu Ming said in his heart.

But in this way, it did answer his doubts, why the hybrids were all hybrids, and a few abnormally strong perverts were able to fight better than low-level pure-blooded dragons.

"In addition, because there is a huge difference between the genes of dragons and the genes of other species, and they do not even conform to the genetic laws of other species, so many scholars in the mainstream academic circles of mixed races now change the name of dragon genes to "dragon blood factors." ", to distinguish it from other genes." Chu Zihang added rigorously.

"What about me? What do you think of my blood concentration?" Old Tang, who had listened to a long list of academic popularization, was dizzy and didn't fully understand the meaning of it.

But he knew bloodline concentration was very important, so he pointed to himself and asked expectantly.

Although he doesn't have the ability to speak, Lu Mingfei also comforted him before, not all high-level hybrids have the ability to speak.

"Bloodline concentration requires a complicated comprehensive test, and there is no way to test it casually, but there are indeed two more convenient methods," Susie looked at Old Tang and said, "Generally speaking, a hybrid with a high spiritual sequence will not have a low bloodline. A few unlucky ones are exceptions, high-sequence speech spirits are matched with low-level bloodlines, and a speech spirit can stay in the ICU for three days."

"Old Tang, what are you talking about? I'll help you look at the sequence." Susie turned on the laptop.

"Uh..." Old Tang was a little embarrassed, "I'm speechless."

If you don't have words, aren't you a waste?It's the same reason that wizards who can't cast magic in "Harry Potter" are "squibs".

Susie swallowed the complaint abruptly - she wanted to take care of Old Tang's face.

"Hmm... There are some cases where the pedigree is not low but there is no language." Susie comforted Old Tang, but she said to herself that I only know one such case.

"In addition to the sequence of words and spirits, there is another more reliable way to determine bloodlines, which is to observe the reaction of mixed races to the curse 'Emperor'." Su Qian said.

"Emperor? Isn't this the speech spirit of Sequence 1?" Lu Mingfei was curious, "Senior sister, do you still have this speech spirit?"

"This is not the word spirit, but the spell of the 'emperor' of the word spirit. The curse is the dragon text that the mixed-races chanted when they released the word spirit. Each word spirit corresponds to a spell. Usually, if you don't have a corresponding word spirit, then Chanting the incantation has no effect either. But the 'Emperor' is an exception, and any mixed race can activate different degrees of effects depending on the bloodline." Susie explained.

"It is said that when this word spirit is released by the black king, all the dragons will prostrate in front of him except the white king who can stand, and the four monarchs only need to bow," Susie said, "generally, the higher the bloodline, the more hybrids, The stronger the response to this word spirit, the release of my mixed race will not make people want to surrender, but the high-ranking mixed race will still have a unique feeling in my heart."

"Come on, Old Tang, I'll recite the mantra, and carefully feel if there is any change in your mentality." Su Qian said.

"Okay!" Old Tang stood up straight and walked to Su Qian, solemnity and anxiety coexisted on his face, as if a eunuch was preparing to cleanse himself before entering the palace.

Susie also stood up from the sofa, walked to Old Tang, and took a deep breath.

Lu Mingfei watched as a string of strict and ancient dragon language burst out from Susie's mouth. This was an unimaginable way of pronunciation. The turbid and hoarse voice carried the majesty of a king, like the ringing of church bells.

He didn't respond at all, he just thought that Susie's voice was very nice, and she should be good at singing bel canto.

But in the next second, Old Tang suddenly wailed and knelt on the ground suddenly, not only fell to the ground with his elbows and knees, but also hit his forehead on the floor, making a loud "boom".

If his current state is described by an idiom, it should be "five-body cast-down".

"Fuck!" Lu Mingfei was taken aback by Old Tang's violent reaction, and stood up from the sofa at the same time as Chu Zihang.

Susie was startled by him, and subconsciously stopped Long Wen's chanting.

Old Tang, who was kneeling on the ground, fell to his side trembling.

Lu Mingfei quickly ran over to help him: "Old Tang, I know you really want to have a high bloodline, but you don't have to pretend to be so hard... Damn it!"

Before his hand touched Old Tang, he saw Old Tang tremblingly opened his eyes, a pair of bright golden pupils surged like magma, as if they wanted to penetrate and melt everything in sight.

"Fuck! Old Tang! You've super evolved!"

Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

　This chapter is [-] words. In addition, I deliberately changed two words of Morgan’s full name. It’s not a typo.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)