Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Black Myth

Chapter 36 The One
Ten minutes ago, a waiter in white came in with a dining cart, opened a silver covered bowl, and on the silver plate was the midnight snack ordered by Finkel. The waiters set up a table in the dormitory, covered it with a snow-white tablecloth, laid out silver knives and forks, placed an ice bucket of champagne in the middle, and placed two frozen glasses with condensed dew in front of the two people. Finally, they lit a candle and left. From beginning to end, the waiters just smiled and did not make any sound.

"Junior brother, you really scared me just now." Finkel grabbed the truffle bread and ate it, saying with a lingering fear, "Fortunately, I have such a big meal to calm my nerves."

Under the candlelight, Lu Mingfei looked calm, gnawing on the goose leg in his hand with great enthusiasm. The blood-bursting feature on his body had long disappeared, and the pair of golden eyes that bloomed like the sun had long gone out. After the blood-bursting state ended, he felt very hungry because of the excessive metabolism of his body, so he couldn't wait to eat it as soon as the midnight snack arrived.

"Sorry." Lu Mingfei expressed his apology with a frank look. After all, he almost killed Finger after the dragon will awakened. Fortunately, his human will was strong enough to quickly suppress the tyrannical and bloodthirsty dragon will.

"It's okay, it's okay. You are the only Junior Saint brother I can rely on. But then again." Finger also grabbed a goose leg and ate it with relish. "I didn't expect that you would look so horrible after your blood burst. Under the pressure of the dragon blood, I even had difficulty breathing. You are worthy of being an S-level. How did you know this forbidden technique?"

So, Lu Mingfei pointed at Finkel's laptop computer, which had been turned off, with his finger not grabbing the goose leg. "The information you showed me about Chu Zihang mentioned blood explosion. I felt that this was a secret technique that could activate my blood and increase my strength, so I tried it. I didn't expect it to be successful."

After hearing Lu Mingfei's explanation, Finkel felt it was ridiculous. He stared at Lu Mingfei with a calm face in a daze, and the goose leg in his hand fell onto the table.

Blood Explosion, its predecessor was called "The Road to Godhood" by the pure dragons. It was restored by the first generation of Lionheart members more than a hundred years ago. It is a forbidden technique used to improve the purity of the blood of the mixed-blood dragons! How come you just looked at the name and said you succeeded after trying it?

"Feel? Tried it? Junior brother, are you a human? Well, you are not a human." Finger decided not to dwell on this question anymore and continued to pick up the goose leg and gnaw it. From then on, Lu Mingfei, the Little Saint Equal to Heaven, was an absolute outsider in his mind, and nothing that happened to him was strange.

At this time, Lu Mingfei, who had just finished eating the goose leg, picked up a piece of fried goose liver with a fork. As soon as he put it in his mouth, he remembered another thing.

"By the way, Senior Brother. What exactly will the 3E test be about tomorrow?"

"Hmm, the 3E test?" Finkel raised his head, which was sweeping away delicious food like a whirlwind, and said incoherently, "The test is about dragon language, the language of dragons. Dragon language is the memory passed down in our mixed-blood bloodline. You are 'S' grade, and the purity of dragon bloodline is amazing. When you see dragon language, you will naturally understand it."

"Oh, I see." Lu Mingfei nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Memories passed down through blood? Lu Mingfei didn't think he would understand dragon language, but seeing that Finger looked like he didn't think he could pass the exam, he didn't worry about anything.

Moonlight shone in from the porthole, and the old man sitting in the shadow leaned back in his chair and exhaled silently. Looking out of the porthole, there was a river, and the boat was passing between two mountains.

"Principal Ange, what did you say?" The middle-aged man sitting across the table asked in disbelief, "Not only will the S-level freshman named Lu Mingfei participate in the Kuimen Project that will be implemented in a week, but he will even have the highest executive authority that I have no right to command?"

At the end, the middle-aged man even slapped the table and stood up excitedly, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Ange's decision. "Mance, calm down." Ange smiled slightly, "I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious, listen to my explanation. The Kuimen Project involves the first-generation bronze and fire kings, which is a serious matter. Letting a freshman participate and have such great power, you must feel it is inappropriate."

After realizing his own gaffe, the middle-aged man suppressed his inner excitement and sat back, his eyelids twitching as he said in a deep voice:

"Principal, you said it's inappropriate, but in my opinion it's more than inappropriate." The middle-aged man still didn't say the word "nonsense". After all, the person sitting in front of him was the distinguished president of Kassel College and the leader of the secret party, Ange.

"Mans, why don't we change the subject regarding Lu Mingfei?" Angers winked mischievously, "You should already know the final winner of today's free day, right?"

"Of course I know. But principal, I've told you a long time ago that the maintenance cost of 'Freedom Day' is getting higher every year. Maybe it should be controlled. Genius students like to live a bohemian lifestyle, but they are supposed to be soldiers who strictly abide by discipline." The middle-aged man frowned and expressed his dissatisfaction with campus activities such as Freedom Day.

"I gave them space on purpose. Ten years ago, Cassel Academy was a mysterious military fortress. But, Mance, do you still remember the setback ten years ago?"

The middle-aged man nodded, picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip, "No one will forget."

"A well-trained army was completely annihilated. I have to rethink my education policy. Perhaps in the war with the dragons, what we need is not an army, but geniuses." Angers changed to English, "Somebody."

"Somebody?"

"The One! A unique genius, a leader, a dragon slayer that even dragon kings fear. Just one is enough! Just like my friend Menek Cassel." Ange whispered, "To cultivate a genius, you need a free environment."

"Maybe. Caesar and Chu Zihang are both unprecedented geniuses, but..." The middle-aged man frowned, as if he had thought of something, "The winner of today's free day seems to be neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang, but Lu Mingfei, the freshman you rated as S-level?"

Angers smiled somewhat smugly and snapped his fingers, "That's right, Lu Mingfei. You probably didn't read the news those lovely students posted on the campus website, did you?"

"No." Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked disdainful. "How could I be interested in these online forums where young people chat nonsense? Also, what does this have to do with letting him participate in the Kuimen Project and gaining power that a mere freshman does not deserve?"

"Well, Mance, my suggestion is that you'd better go and take a look at the most hotly discussed news on the campus Internet today." Angers chuckled.

(End of this chapter)