Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 447 Ruins
The black convoy was moving along the winding mountain road, silent and quiet, like a funeral procession. The sky outside the car window was dim and dark, and its original color could not be seen, which made Lucrecia feel a little uncomfortable.

The thin lines falling from the sky hit the car body lightly, making dense and melodious sounds. As a girl who grew up by the sea, she actually doesn't like rainy days.

Lucrecia opened her phone and took a look. The dim screen showed no new messages. Calculating the time, it should be late at night, so it was normal that no one replied to her message.

When I contacted Patsy before, she said it was raining there. The already damp and cold weather coupled with rain made people feel quite uncomfortable.

Lucrecia agreed with this. The rain outside the car window also made her feel uncomfortable. The rain seemed to be coming from the east to the west. Compared with normal weather changes, this rain was more like she was going to attend someone's funeral.

The phone screen dimmed because it was not being controlled. Lucrecia subconsciously turned on the screen again. When her slender fingers swiped over a phone number, she suddenly paused. She didn't know how much time it took before she gave up the idea of ​​calling him and hearing his voice.

When she came back, she didn't say goodbye to her fiancé properly. Even the news of his recovery was relayed by Patsy. Patsy also said that he seemed to have grown a lot taller after his recovery and needed to buy new clothes and shoes.

Patsy also specifically asked her if she had any suggestions on her fiancé's new clothes. After all, as his fiancée, she was qualified to ask about his clothes.

Lucrecia naturally had several plans of her own. She also wanted to see for herself how much taller he had grown, and what high heels she would have to wear to best match him...

Unfortunately, she finally gave all the decision-making power to Patsy. Family matters kept her busy for a while, and she couldn't spare much time to communicate with her fiancé.

"Are you thinking about things in the East?" The gentle voice made Lucrecia look to the side. The mistress of the Gattuso family, Mrs. Gulveig, was looking at her tenderly.

The cabin of the extended sedan is separated from the driver's seat. At this moment, the rear cabin is a private space for the mother and daughter, which is just right for them to talk privately.

"Mother." Lucrecia's eyes softened, and her usually strong and majestic voice took on a child's naivety.

In front of her mother, she will always be a girl.

Mrs. Gulveig lovingly stroked her daughter's brilliant hair, which she had inherited from her, and let her lean on her shoulder, just as she often did when they were little.

But she overlooked one thing, that is, she was already taller than her daughter, and it would be uncomfortable to use this posture. But Lucrecia did not complain, as she said before, she would always be a child in front of her mother.

Mrs. Gulveig stroked Lucrezia's golden hair and said softly, "My beautiful Lucrezia, you should have been happy all the time and should not have experienced such distress."

So many things had happened recently that Lucrecia had no idea which one her mother was talking about.

She thought for a moment and replied, "There are always some things that I need to face on my own."

"But..." Gulveig hesitated and sighed, "You are the proud heir of the Gattuso family. You shouldn't sacrifice yourself for the unethical Nibelungen Plan."

So this is what he meant, Lucrecia suddenly realized.

"Come back, my daughter." Mrs. Gulveig said lovingly, "You are still the heir to our glory. The revival of the Gattuso family does not need to rely on that unethical plan to achieve it."

Lucrecia paused, left her mother's shoulder and sat up. She looked at her mother with soft eyes and smiled gently: "But mother, if you really don't want me to get involved there, you should cut off my connection with the East with a tough attitude."

Anyone who saw Mrs. Gullveig would subconsciously think that she was a well-mannered and gentle lady. However, as a daughter, Lucrecia knew very well how tough her gentle mother was.

The structure of Gattuso's family is quite strange. People with outstanding abilities like Frost and Patsy cannot enter the center of power, while Pompey, who was a playboy in his youth and is now a henpecked man, holds a high position.

The status of the head of the family did bring them considerable convenience, but being gentle alone was not enough to gain respect from the family members.

The mother is tougher than she appears, but like most parents in the world, she cannot bear to see her children suffer any injustice.

If the mother really opposed the plan, then she should have firmly removed her name from the list when she knew about the plan.

She also withdrew all aid to the academy and removed Frost from his position as acting head of the family without telling her, assigning him to an uninhabited island to guard the insignificant family business forever.

However, these mothers did not do so. This shows that even though they were dissatisfied with the Nibelungen Plan, they had no intention of opposing it.

"Mother, you know that I have been unwilling to accept any arrangements since I was a child." Lucrecia said softly, "Some people want my fiancé to become another girl's fiancé, but I can't let them do that."

Lucrecia's eyes glowed as brightly as her hair. "This is no longer a matter of feelings. This is about the dignity of the Gattuso and Guerveig families."

Mrs. Gullveig quietly looked after her daughter, who was proud of her father and, of course, her.

She smiled slightly: "Yes, my daughter, someone is trying to deceive you, so leaving in such a mess will only make you look more embarrassed. What you should do is tell them that you are the only queen."

"Queen..." Lucrecia repeated, smiling faintly, "I like this title."

The mother and daughter reached an agreement and let the carriage be quiet for a while, but the silence did not last long.

Lucrecia looked at her mother and asked curiously, "I want to know the true intention of this Nibelungen Project. Reviving the hybrid race can probably only deceive those families whose bloodlines are about to fade. I don't think you, mother, will be fooled by such a lame excuse."

Instead of answering immediately, Mrs. Gulveig turned her head and looked at her daughter with a complicated expression: "Do you really want to know?"

"As a fiancée, I should know why other girls are interested in my fiancé, right?" Lucrecia shrugged. "I think even he himself doesn't know the answer to this question."

Mrs. Gulveig looked at her daughter silently. She knew that just like the lame excuses could not fool her, the flawed excuses could not fool her daughter either. In terms of strength, her daughter was no worse than her.

She finally sighed and said quietly, "Because... this world needs a savior..." Savior? As a Catholic from childhood, Lucrecia naturally understood what this title meant. She wanted to ask more questions, but was interrupted by a knock on the car door.

"Madam, Miss, we've arrived." The servant said softly outside the car door.

"I understand." Gulveig answered the attendant outside the car, then continued to look at Lucrecia and said softly, "My daughter, you must know that what you are doing, and what those girls are doing, is to accompany a savior to grow up."

The servant opened a large black umbrella and placed it in front of the car door. Lucrecia got out of the car and took the umbrella handle, allowing her mother and herself to hide under the same umbrella.

"Mother, what you just said..." She approached Mrs. Gulveig and asked softly.

Gulveig looked at her and shook her head gently. Lucrecia instantly understood what her mother meant. The things that happened just now were not something that could be discussed casually.

Lucrecia fell silent, and under the guidance of the servant, she and her mother walked towards the ruins of Omega.

There seemed to be a valley nearby, where vehicles could not pass, and it was far away from the city of Florence. It was quiet and cold, making Lucrecia feel very uncomfortable. The road up the mountain did not last too long, and the shed erected in front was their destination.

From a distance, Lucrecia saw her mascot-like father. But what surprised her was that he was with an Asian man. The man looked about the same age as her father, wearing glasses, and had a bookish air. There was something strangely familiar between his eyebrows.

After entering the tent, Lucrecia handed the umbrella to the attendant and followed her mother towards her father. Her father and the man he was talking to saw them from a distance and stopped talking to wait for them to come over.

As they approached, Mrs. Gulveig looked around and said coldly, "What a surprise! Pompey actually called you here as well. Where's Joveni? Why isn't she here?"

Hearing this name, Lucrecia suddenly understood the identity of the man being entertained by her father.

The man pushed up his glasses and said with a wry smile, "Weini is here too, but you know her. With such a big discovery this time, it's impossible for her not to go and take a look at the scene."

After saying that, the man smiled slightly at Lucrecia: “Lu Lincheng, I think you should know me.”

"...Hello, Lu...Dean." Lucrecia was a little reserved. She had seen her fiancé's embarrassed reaction when her parents wanted to meet him. But at this moment, she seemed to be equally embarrassed.

At the same time, she also understood why her mother was so cold to him, because it was very likely that this man was the one who drafted the Nibelungen Plan.

"Okay, let's put aside the home cooking for now." Pompey came out to ease the atmosphere. He put his arm around his wife's shoulders and said, "Since we are already here, let's go and take a look at the scene. I think you will be surprised that what we have been looking for is so close to us."

The numerous Omegas standing there left one speechless. Even after having experienced the battle of the Roman Nibelung, Lucrecia was still amazed by the scale of the Omegas here.

They were solemn and stern. If she had not been told before entering that they had completely lost their vitality, she would have doubted whether they would emit golden light in the next second to drive away these invaders.

However, the most eye-catching thing in this relic is not these long-dead Omegas, but a huge coffin surrounded by them.

The lid of the coffin had been opened, and inside was empty.

……

"Junior brother...Junior brother...Junior brother!" The sudden call interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts. He came to his senses and looked at Figel who was sitting in front of him for some reason.

The cafeteria of Shilan Middle School was still so noisy during lunch break. Figel, wearing a black windbreaker and looking a little cold, who looked more like an agent than a faculty member, was so conspicuous among the boys and girls in school uniforms.

Unfortunately, the pile of plates in front of her and the nonchalant look as she held a toothpick in her mouth ruined her good looks, revealing her nature as a foodie.

"Why are you here?" Lu Mingfei asked puzzledly.

Having obtained the status of an official specialist, Figle no longer needs to be responsible for the work in the preparatory class. She had not been seen in several previous classes of the preparatory class.

"Of course it's work, what else could it be." Figel spat out the toothpick, looked around, and then quietly approached Lu Mingfei, asking with a gossipy look on his face, "Junior brother, you seem to be in a bad state, all alone, and there's not even a girl to accompany you?"

"But luckily you still have me, your senior sister!" She blinked at Lu Mingfei, "Isn't the role of a senior sister shown at this time? At least I can accompany you for meals, so that you don't look lonely and pitiful."

"I was thinking about something and couldn't accompany them, so I asked them to go back first." Lu Mingfei said calmly, glancing at Figel, "If you are just here to eat, then go back after eating. I can't concentrate at all with you around."

Figel covered his chest and pretended to be heartbroken: "Please don't, Senior Sister finally came to see you once, it would be sad to be despised and get in the way."

Lu Mingfei said nothing and looked at her expressionlessly.

Unable to bear his gaze, Figel put away his poor acting skills, looked at him and blinked again: "Listening to your troubles is also one of my responsibilities. Junior brother, why don't you tell me what's bothering you?"

She patted her full chest proudly: "Although you may not believe it, I have been awarded the title of 'Intimate Senior Sister' in the academy for five years. If you have any troubles, just tell me. All the junior brothers and sisters who have been treated with my words have said good things."

"Please don't believe it. Can you believe what the paparazzi chief says?" Lu Mingfei glanced at her.

What he was thinking about, of course, was what Patsy had told him last night, that Lucrecia had found an Omega tomb complex.

Under normal circumstances, this might be good news, and perhaps it could be used to infer the details of these strange guys... But it happened when the Bronze and Fire Kings with Omega bodies began to move around in the world again.

This made Lu Mingfei think more. They knew that the end of the world would come, but what about the Omegas? Were they a form of the end of the world? Or were they also the ones that would be destroyed by the end of the world?
(End of this chapter)