Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

In the past few years, Media Asia Group was a major taxpayer in this city, and was not inferior to the Black Prince Group.

Lu Mingfei only vaguely remembered that its business scope included wafer fabs and electronics factories, and that in the 90s it also undertook some high-precision machine parts assembly projects.

"There is indeed something strange over there. You were right to ask me to come along." Ling was wearing a linen woolen coat and high-heeled boots. The word "serious" was clearly written on his fair little face.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom was running amok on a seemingly deserted four-lane road with few vehicles passing through.

When Media Asia Group was at its peak, this road leading from the city to Nanshan Industrial Park was always busy with traffic. Even in the early morning, there were still trucks rumbling by carrying heavy industrial raw materials.

But now the company has left and no one cares about it. It still owes the government about 40 billion yuan in assets and no one is willing to take over such a mess. The Nanshan Industrial Park, which once drove the city's rapid development, has quickly declined. Today, with the accelerated urbanization process and the westward migration of the industrial system, the physical manufacturing industry in the south of the city has been completely abandoned.

Eri leaned on the car window and looked out. On both sides of the road were cast iron street lights that flickered. The unfinished building that had been suspended halfway through construction due to a lack of funding stood desolately on the plain, which still had a dirt foundation. Its reinforced concrete frame was exposed to the howling cold wind.

The sycamore and ginkgo trees grew wildly with no one pruning them. Their branches had long since grown above the main road, like a cage that blocked out the sky and the sun.

The dim light from the sky filtered through the gaps between the intertwined branches, falling in patches on the road and on the flashing car windows. Eri's eyes flickered in the flickering shadows.

The snow was gradually getting lighter, but Lu Mingfei was still driving slowly.

"Do you know something?" Lu Mingfei held a beef stick in his mouth. They hadn't eaten yet in the morning, so they hurried to replenish their energy while they were in the car.

In the end, Lu Mingfei did not ask Ling and Eiry to accompany him to Media Asia Group to scout the location last night. One reason was that it was too late at that time and Eiry had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed watching TV.

The second reason is that Su Xiaoqiang said that there is only one bankruptcy liquidation team office still in operation in Nanshan Industrial Park, and if you go there after six o'clock in the evening, there is no trace of it.

Lu Mingfei mainly wanted to meet Lao Liu, a colleague who was said to have a good relationship with Chu Tianjiao. There was no reason for a super executive of that level to do meaningless things. Maybe he was really Angers' secret agent.

Now the principal is seriously injured and unconscious in Tokyo. Even the internal circulation of his blood has to rely on external devices. He has long lost the ability to continue to maintain a single-line contact with the secret line and issue new tasks. The so-called secret line must be a gray executive who is completely disconnected from the world of mixed-bloods. Such a person will not be affected by the new policies and orders of the secret party. In other words, Lu Mingfei can get words from that guy as an outsider without having to worry about his whereabouts being disclosed.

"The boss started planning in this city a long time ago. Chu Tianjiao, a monster swimming in the shallows, may be hidden very deep in the eyes of others, but people like him can see clearly where he is hiding at a glance." Ling said lightly, "And Media Asia Group is not simple. With our ability, we can't find out where the big boss finally took the money, nor can we find out his identity. It seems that guy doesn't belong to this world at all. He is just a devil who came from hell to the human world."

“You Russians speak like poets,” Lu Mingfei said.

Ling gave him a cold look, and Lu Mingfei quickly made a zipper-like motion on his lips.

"I heard from Potato Chip Girl and Long Legs that they have actually been silently observing your life since you were very young."

"It's like watching a nighttime soap opera, boring and hypnotic." Lu Mingfei pouted, "I was told that the guy reading the water meter always looks around every time he enters the house."

"Almost. However, we are also a profit group. It is impossible for them to be the only ones working. Media Asia Group has also sent people." Ling said, "Your old classmate should have told you about the Media Asia Group Bankruptcy Liquidation Office, right?"

"Well, it is said that Chu Tianjiao's colleagues are still clocking in on time, so they can be considered as having a stable job."

"There are three people in the office. If what you said is true, Old Liu who borrowed a lot of money from Chu Tianjiao should be Principal Angers' secret agent in this city. Our people heard from the potato chip girl that he used to be a rather stylish uncle-level figure, a wild hybrid who roamed the world. After accepting the mission, he lived in this city under an assumed name. Now his son is about to go to middle school." Lu Mingfei was stunned when he heard it, unexpectedly, the little devil actually planted his own people in the Media Asia Group.

"Didn't you say there were three people? What about the other one?" he asked.

"He's passerby A, B, and C. I heard he's a college graduate. He's probably the only one in the office who actually clocks in on time." Ling said.

Lu Mingfei's fingers gripping the steering wheel trembled slightly.

I don’t know how dumbfounded and stunned the buddy who just came out of the ivory tower would be if he realized one day that the two uncles he had been living with day and night were actually not human beings.

"It sounds like you've never paid attention to this kind of thing before. Then can you get in touch with that handsome uncle?" Lu Mingfei hesitated and asked, "Will he ignore us even if we show up at his door?"

"No, the potato chip girl told me that the guy is a chatterbox and can talk to anyone." Ling said.

The distance from the urban area to the Nanshan Industrial Park is not too far, but it is surrounded by wasteland and cultivated land. There are not many commercial facilities, let alone commercial housing or community villas, so it seems sparsely populated.

At the end of the road was a gray, off-white building that looked to be only three stories high, with crossed court seals on every door and window.

Lu Mingfei parked the car casually on the side of the road. He looked to the left and saw a row of low, rather shabby buildings with tiles on the exterior walls. However, after years of being exposed to the wind and rain and with no one to take care of them, the buildings looked extremely shabby and depressed.

"My aunt used to work as a quality inspector here, and I once rode an electric bike to bring her lunch boxes." Lu Mingfei opened the door, took a few steps, leaned against the bumper, and lit a cigarette for himself. "Time flies."

In addition to Media Asia Group's electronics factory and wafer factory, there were originally some other factory workshops in this industrial park. At that time, this place was quite prosperous and contributed considerable tax revenue to the city every year.

Lu Mingfei still remembers that when he was a child, the municipal government strongly supported the establishment and promotion of local industrialized industries, and issued some astonishing subsidies to enterprises in the industrial park. It also built a restaurant street nearby, which were the two rows of low-rise buildings with tiled exteriors that Lu Mingfei had just seen.

My uncle worked in the company and ate public food every day, but my aunt worked as a quality inspector in the electronics factory and had to spend money to fill her stomach on the food street. But this place was extremely remote, with wasteland on all sides, and there were not many shops if you walked further in. The restaurants and hotels on the food street were also very high-priced, so many people brought their own meals or asked their families to deliver meals. Lu Mingfei and the fat boy Lu Mingze were both frequent visitors to the security department. "It's so quiet, so big." Eri stretched beside Lu Mingfei.

"In fact, there are many similar places in Japan, abandoned industrial parks, vacated towns, and fishing villages overgrown with weeds." Lu Mingfei touched Eri's hair and said softly, "This world is much bigger and wider than we imagined. Every landscape you have never seen is actually a miracle that happened in time."

"You said that we Russians are like poets, but I think you are more like a poet, right?" Ling Su's little white face was slightly raised, as if he was looking at the gray-black buildings lying under the gray clouds.

Most of the workshops in the industrial park are one or two stories high, low but stretching for several kilometers. Ling looked out silently, and a solemn look gradually appeared on his cold and beautiful little face.

"Did you find anything?" Lu Mingfei realized that something was wrong with the princess' expression, and the short arc knife in his sleeve slid into his palm along his wrist.

"The layout is not right." Ling frowned his long and beautiful eyebrows, and the lead-gray clouds were reflected in his platinum pupils.

“The layout of this building.”

Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly.

In addition to the usual sense of facing south and north and being connected east and west, in the field of mysticism, the layout of all buildings can ultimately be related to the alchemy that dragons rely on to pursue the truth of the world.

The ancient Chinese believed that the best model of a living environment is to find a place where "there must be energy surrounded by mountains and water" and where "winds are stored and energy is gathered" so as to create a "four-image" terrain that is backed by mountains and faces water, sheltered from the wind and facing the sun, and corresponds to the stars in the sky. The modern alchemy theory of the Kassel Academy has a detailed explanation that it is because of such a geographical location that elements converge from all directions and are stable, and it naturally induces the "blood awakening type" alchemical matrix that induces the explicit expression of dragon blood, which is the so-called geomancy, also known as feng shui.

The place where the four elements guided by the natural environment converge is called a Feng Shui treasure land. Families that live in such an elemental eye will naturally prosper, and the dragon blood in their descendants will be stimulated to the greatest extent and become dominant. This is also the reason why ancient noble families lasted for a long time.

All the Feng Shui treasures are in the hands of the Dragon Blood families. The descendants of the high-level hybrids are still high-level hybrids. Therefore, in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, there were three dukes in four generations, and in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there were five surnames and seven families. If it were not for the super hybrid Huang Chao who was sent from the sky and trampled all the dukes and ministers' bones and burned them into ashes, those "new dragons" who clung to human history, grinding their teeth and sucking blood for nutrition might still be thriving and turning into one of the dark kings in the gray world.

The artificially constructed element used to guide the flow of elements and exhibit amazing power is called an alchemical matrix. The most famous and largest alchemical matrix in modern times should be the Mountaintop Academy of Kassel College. In that fortress which was originally designed for military purposes, every landmark building is actually an eye of the alchemical matrix. But so far no one has been able to really make the board of directors make up their minds to open the alchemical matrix, so no one knows what kind of powerful power is hidden under the foundation of Kassel College.

But always remember that Mentor Flamel is the greatest alchemist in the world, and the alchemical matrix of Kassel Academy is the life's work of this master.

There is also Constantinople, which once blocked Fenrir, the King of Earth and Mountains, from transforming into Attila. There is evidence that a great alchemist master received guidance from a prophet and changed the layout of the city decades in advance. It is almost certain that Constantinople at that time should have been transformed into a powerful alchemical matrix, and based on this, it severely damaged the powerful Fenrir.

Therefore, in the world of hybrids, once people talk about the weird and unusual architectural layout, their thoughts will immediately be directed in the direction of the alchemical matrix.

"Have you ever taken the introductory course on alchemy?"

"Well... I studied with the professor of the college for a few days and got two credits..." Lu Mingfei touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed, "But I didn't study it in detail."

He was indeed a good student with excellent academic performance and good character in the college, but under the serious and almost harsh credit system, even President Lu, who was excellent in both academic performance and good character, had to make up the credits required for graduation by taking some elective courses that did not take much time and had relatively simple exams, in order to avoid ending up like Finkel.

The professor of the introductory alchemy course is an old man in his eighties. He probably knows that not many people are willing to delve into this laborious subject, so he always highlights the key points for students before the exam, and the pass rate basically remains at 95%.

"If you don't understand, then there's no need to explain. I only know a little bit. Anyway, the orientation of the buildings in this industrial park is very similar to the mercury lines that guide the flow of elements in an alchemical matrix." Ling said.

Lu Mingfei was a little choked, but he also knew that Ling was like this. If he knew, he would just say it, and if he didn't know, then forget it. He couldn't explain it clearly anyway.

The three of them stood silently beside the 900 million yuan luxury car for a while, waiting for Lu Mingfei to finish the beef sticks in his mouth. Then they walked through the uneven parking lot where weeds broke through the gaps between bricks and stones, and walked into the three-story gray-white building.

From here, you can see that behind the small workshop is a large workshop. The rusty iron door is locked with an iron chain, but still has a huge gap open. Through the gap, you can see rows of machine tools and piles of heavy industrial raw materials covered with a thick layer of dust next to the machine tools.

"It's a bit strange." Eri said, hugging Lu Mingfei's arm tightly involuntarily, "It seems like someone is watching me."

Lu Mingfei paused and looked at Ling, who was also looking at him.

There was no change in the expressions of both of them, but they could see surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

Lu Mingfei did not hide from Ling the fact that the blood of the White King was flowing in Eri's body.

They were originally partners, and there was no position for them to doubt or betray each other.

Among the three, the one with the sharpest five senses should be Lu Mingfei, whose body is so strong that he can even tear a pure-blooded dragon apart with his bare hands. However, the one who is most sensitive to malicious speculations and prying in the dark should be Eri, who masters the spiritual elements.

Now she felt like she was being spied on, but Lu Mingfei didn't notice. There was only one possibility.

The person who was watching them silently...

Not in this world. (End of this chapter)