icehouse
Researchers wearing thick white protective clothing and protective goggles were walking around, carrying the vast remains of the next-generation species.
This is the first time that Lu Mingfei has faced the majesty of dragons. No better than the red dragon that looked like a small lizard soaked in formalin liquid. The body of this red dragon was well preserved, and every scale seemed thick and heavy. And perseverance.
The body as high as a three-story building is enough to overlook all the busy ants on the ground. When the wide and slender membrane wings are opened, they are like the largest guillotine in the world, as if they can easily cut through any reinforced concrete building.
He was inexplicably reminded of the greedy and cruel dragon Smaug in the "The Hobbit" series of movies he had watched.
There is no doubt about His power. Wherever He passes, the land is filled with flames and wails, and everything is devastated.
Lu Mingfei's thin arms and legs were still trembling slightly. He had no reason to want to become stronger, just like when he first arrived at Kassel Academy, he still had a trace of fantasy.
Maybe the ferocious dragons in this world have long since disappeared, and they are just like Christians, translating Latin documents every day to find out the truth about dragons hidden in history?
But reality slapped him hard. Dragons as ferocious as Smaug existed in this world. Even when he was reading aloud in the classroom, someone faced the majesty of dragons and drew a sword.
The boy suddenly began to be in awe of the people in Kassel. They were hiding in this academy incognito, and what they were doing was slaying dragons that benefited humans all over the world.
Lu Mingfei was not prepared to face the Nibelungen Plan, but he finally understood what Angers meant by forcing the seedlings to grow. He was like that seedling force-fed with strength.
"It's spectacular, isn't it? It will become your material. Next, Master Flamel will use alchemy technology and biotechnology to purify the serum in this first generation, and use the serum to awaken the dragon blood in your body."
"The serum that can be extracted from this complete second-generation seed is very small, probably enough for two people. But the noble son of the Gattuso family doesn't seem to be interested in this thing. We may need an advertising spokesperson." Dressed in black Angers in a suit stood beside the boy and said softly.
"Me?" Lu Mingfei pointed at himself.
Why do you sound like a guinea pig who is testing the medicine first, and may foam at the mouth after the experiment?
"It will take two weeks before the whole plan is launched. You can go back and think about it slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Angers patted him on the shoulder again. The implication was that the path to becoming stronger was already in front of him, and there were many students in Kassel, and there were many who could take their place. They don't have to worry about finding participants in the plan and wasting this rare resource.
"Okay, Principal."
Lu Mingfei walked out with his head hanging, looking back at the majestic and ferocious red dragon in the ice cellar every step of the way, as if he wanted to carve its appearance deeply into his mind.
Angers stopped behind the boy and looked at him, as if every gift from fate had already been secretly marked with a price.
He believed that Lu Mingfei would accept it, just like everyone would hate themselves for being weak and incompetent and doing nothing in front of the one they loved.
…………
midnight
In the baroque-style restaurant, Chu Zihang had just sat down with his knife behind him when a boy who was drinking and chewing somewhere behind him stood up excitedly and started shouting excitedly like a fan after seeing his idol.
The young man with a cold face frowned slightly. His late night snack was very simple, consisting of double fried eggs, cereal soaked in milk, and a glass of orange juice.
"Lu Mingfei."
Chu Zihang finally said hello to the boy who was munching on a golden-roasted whole chicken, a beef cheeseburger, a ham sandwich and a sauced pork knuckle.
"What a coincidence, senior brother."
There was a greasy sheen on the corners of Lu Mingfei's mouth. He shook the chicken bones in his hand vigorously, and then wiped his mouth with a napkin.
People like Chu Zihang rarely appear in the cafeteria for late-night snacks. He would rather spend the time in the library during a round trip to the restaurant.
"Um."
Chu Zihang nodded slightly in response.
He never behaves warmly to anyone, and is completely different from Mr. Li, who is always polite and considerate, and makes people feel like a spring breeze when talking.
In times of crisis, he can hand over his life to you without hesitation, but he is unwilling to spend an extra minute chatting.
It's like his time is arranged every minute, supporting him to get to where he wants to be. Every bit wasted is a shame.
"Senior brother, have you seen the gambling on the Night Watch forum?"
Lu Mingfei gnawed on the whole chicken and asked a stupid question. The bet regarding his joining the club was made with the consent of both the Lionheart Club and the Student Council President.
Lu Mingfei had already learned from Fingel that the setting of "Freedom Day" was like a military exercise divided into red and blue sides.
"Actually, senior brother, I have always stood by your side."
Lu Mingfei said tentatively, making no secret of his determination to join the Lion Heart Society and become his subordinate, just like a green tea saying that I only feel sorry for my brother.
"Um."
Chu Zihang's response was still cold. He would never be as good at dancing as Li Longyuan.
In fact, Mr. Li only chats with people because he finds it interesting. If he is not in a good mood, he doesn't care who the other person is, and he will not look good at it.
In this regard, Chu Zihang is emotionally stable.
"Our bet is that after one day of freedom, you can make your own choice." Chu Zihang soaked the cereal into the milk and slowly stirred it.
"Then..."
Lu Mingfei, who was burying his head in his arms and chewing the pork knuckle, raised his head and took the words nonchalantly, but then paused.
Therefore, their bet lies in the contest between the winners of the "Free Day", and the ownership of the S-class is more like winning a plug or a gimmick.
He takes himself too seriously.
"Senior brother, I believe you can win."
After the silence, Lu Mingfei continued to chew his elbow with a smile. "My senior brother has abused me thousands of times, and I treat him like my first love."
"Thank you." Chu Zihang responded politely.
He always chats like this. Except when he is on a mission or when he feels the urge to gossip, he will take the initiative to ask questions. At other times, he will only try to be concise and save trouble.
"Brother, tell me, why do people become stronger?"
At some point, Lu Mingfei put down his elbow and looked at him with curiosity.
Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Mingfei, this ordinary boy, S-class selected by Angers, had he already begun to think about the meaning of being strong?
"Is there anything you don't want to lose?"
Chu Zihang asked back.
Lu Mingfei scratched his head. He owned very few things, and even that worn-out IBM laptop did not belong to him in a sense.
"Is there anyone you want to protect?"
Seeing the confusion in Lu Mingfei's eyes, Chu Zihang changed his question.
"have."
For some reason this time, Lu Mingfei thought of a lot, the figure in the white dress, the girl with flowing red hair, the young man watching anime together, the happy young man playing games crazily.
"On the battlefield of dragon slaying, you will encounter countless dangers every step forward. If you don't want to sadly witness the death of your companions, you must work hard to become stronger."
