Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 306 Senior Brother, My House Is Quite Big!
Everyone has their moment of glory, but don't mistake a moment for eternity.

But very few people can truly let go of their past glories, and Lu Mingfei happens to have one right in front of him.

He did not comfort Fingel, nor did Fingel need comforting.

When this man, who has always maintained a loser and useless image, speaks of that painful past, it means that he has already made a certain decision.

"My intuition tells me that the Greenland Sea incident and the Takamagahara reincarnation incident are inextricably linked. There's a high probability that our enemies are from the same camp, or even the same person." Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel and promised him in a tone as casual as if he were trampling an ant while conquering mountains and rivers.

"I will find him and then kill him."

“Kassel College has been searching for that dragon for a long time, but so far they have found nothing.” Fingel and Lu Mingfei looked at each other, the boy’s shadow reflected in their iron-gray eyes.

“Following those mixed-race Europeans and Americans is a dead end; they won't even approve much funding for activities.” Lu Mingfei smiled, spreading his left hand in a gesture reminiscent of Tezuka Kunimitsu adjusting his glasses.
"And I, in less than a month since my debut, have killed tens of thousands of corpse guards and dead servants, and even killed a Dragon King."

"You must have watched Detective Conan, right? You know that most of the detectives in it have a knack for solving cases; no matter what they do, they always seem to encounter murders, right?"

Fingel laughed: "Junior brother, do you mean you also possess the ability to create events, allowing the Dragon King to come to you on his own initiative?"

"No, what surrounds me is the protagonist's halo." Lu Mingfei waved his hand, not as modesty, but as a sign that his brother should be bolder:
"I have many secrets, so many that even I don't know the exact number, but what is certain is that everyone wants to get something out of me."

"Including me?" Fingel looked at him.

“Including you.” Lu Mingfei looked at him.

"From now on, should I call you Protagonist or Captain?" Fingel raised his glass in a toast.

"The title 'Main Protagonist' sounds too complicated, just call me 'Master'."

"Then let's continue calling him Junior Brother, it sounds more affectionate."

After a trivial interruption, Lu Mingfei's attention turned to another point:
"What's the deal with Norma, the super AI at Kassel College? Her war persona, Eva, shares the same name as your girlfriend. Is there any connection between the two?"

“Norma is a super artificial intelligence created by our vice principal using modern technology and alchemy. Eva is his student and participated in the entire creation process; you could even say that Norma was created based on her.” Fingel took a sip of his drink and continued:

"The War Personality was developed by him in seclusion after the Greenland Sea incident, and it is said that Eva left behind a copy of her memories..."

She was exactly the same as I remembered her, except she no longer had a body or life.

Like a beautiful ghost trapped in a computer matrix and my memories.

The vice-principal of Kassel College is the greatest alchemist of our time, whose expertise in the field of alchemy is unparalleled.

Except for dragons.

This is why the Kaguya-hime, which the Japanese branch invested heavily in creating, was called a clumsy imitation by the main academy staff. Compared to Norma, Kaguya-hime was just a powerful but emotionless AI.

"Are you sure Eva is dead?" Lu Mingfei's tone suddenly became serious, clearly wanting to confirm something important.

“I don’t know.” Fingel leaned back slightly against the sofa. “The dragon flung me far away. When I was pulled out, I was a full nautical mile from the mission location. The people in the Execution Department said that I only had a tattered diving suit on me at the time. If I had been wrapped in the metal netting, I would have definitely drowned.”

Professor Schneider, who was attacked with me, was contaminated with dragon blood and was frozen in a block of ice weighing several tons when he was pulled out.

As for Eva… no one knows where she is, but it's assumed she's dead.

"In the records of Kassel College, are they missing or dead?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“Missing.” Fingel sneered. “Those bastards on the board dismissed all those in the know to cover it up. The students who died because of their stupid decisions were not allowed into the school’s Hall of Heroes, and even the insurance for their bodies to be airlifted back home could not be activated.”

As he spoke, he sighed again: "When I woke up from my coma, a long time had passed, and the vice principal was right beside me."

He said the board of directors had appeased everyone who might raise questions, leaving the principal unable to interfere. He could only seize this opportunity to gain more control over the situation and prevent such incidents from happening again.

The fact that Professor Schneider and I were contaminated by dragon blood was kept from us. However, his bloodline was not strong enough to fully accept it. The dragon blood allowed him to survive from the seabed, but it also left his body riddled with holes.

My situation is a little better, but the burden on my bones increases exponentially when I use the power of words.

There's something funny about this. The dragon blood I absorbed healed all my injuries. Professor Schneider always thought he was the one who shot and wounded the dragon, but actually all the ordinary bullets were left inside my body. The vice-principal had to remove them while I was unconscious.

"Your ability to find joy in hardship is commendable." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up. "So, you actually don't know the full extent of Eva's situation?"

“The old cowboy said she was dead.” Fingel shook his head. “I’ve known him for so many years, and that was the only time I’ve ever seen him look like a centenarian.”

Eva was his proudest student, and he had praised her more than once as a worthy successor to Flamel's title.

"Is that so? Okay, I'll remember this. I'll consult the world's most skilled alchemist when I have the chance." Lu Mingfei nodded slightly and stood up to end the conversation.

"What's the most awesome thing in the world?" Fingel didn't react for a moment. The old cowboy was the number one alchemist in the world. Who could shake his authority in this field?
Unless it's a dragon...

Wait a minute, it seems the King of Bronze and Fire is buried somewhere in a corner of the Yangtze River...

But Eva is already...

Lu Mingfei didn't give any extra hope, but Fingel was quick-witted enough that even if he found it unbelievable, he couldn't hide his excitement.

But he also knew that the greater the hope, the greater the despair when that hope was shattered.

So he simply watched Lu Mingfei leave, and after the other man pushed open the door and left, he leaned back on the sofa and sipped his beer, his eyes gradually losing focus, unable to be swayed even by the bikini-clad beauties appearing on the TV.

He wasn't sure if the decision he made today was right, but there was no doubt that he had broadened his path.

……

After discussing life, Lu Mingfei returned to the suite. He opened the door a little loudly, successfully saving Old Tang from being nearly killed.

He opened the game console outside and selected a game suitable for two players, waiting for Erii to finish her bath and come out to play together. He also passed on a message to Su Enxi, asking her to make arrangements for Shao Nanyin, who had blended into the crowd.

A moment later, before Erii from the master bedroom came out, Old Tang and Ryoma Kaoru, both looking slightly embarrassed, walked out of the living room first. The former's clothes were a little disheveled, and the latter's hair was a little messy. It seemed that the battle had not raged too fiercely.

Old Tang coughed lightly, as if nothing had happened: "Hey, Mingming, we're going to have lunch. Do you want to come and eat with us?"

"No, you guys go ahead. I just grabbed some fried chicken from Fingel's." Lu Mingfei naturally had no interest in being a third wheel.

"Old Feng has already started eating?" Old Tang's eyes widened, wanting to denounce Fingel for betraying the foodie alliance, but when he thought about how he had also eaten some lipstick earlier, he lost his confidence.

"Then we'll go ourselves."

After saying that, he pulled Ryoma Kaoru out the door in a hurry. Ryoma Kaoru, on the other hand, nodded calmly to Lu Mingfei before leaving.

"Tsk, the adult world..." Lu Mingfei grinned. Although Old Tang, a tech geek who enjoyed being single and spending his days with machines, lived a very comfortable life in his previous life, he was also living a very comfortable life now that he had changed his way of life.

As long as nothing tactless happens to disrupt this happiness and tranquility, that's fine.

With that in mind, the game was set to Street Fighter.

Consider this a rehearsal for tonight's battle with Erii, a truly exhilarating fight.

Soon, Erii finished her bath and came out, changing into her classic red and white shrine maiden outfit. She sat down next to Lu Mingfei in a duck-like posture.

While selecting a character using the controller, Erii suddenly said, "My brother can't come over for the time being."

Lu Mingfei was taken aback by what he heard, and after two seconds he reacted and asked curiously, "What happened?"

“He said hunters have come,” Erii answered truthfully. She recognized Chinese and guessed that the hunters Genji was talking about were those who had accepted missions from that website to cause trouble in Japan.

"Profiting from disaster." Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue in disdain, but the Hunter Organization was a place that harbored filth and only sought money. Besides, the disaster in Japan was just a natural one, not a catastrophe.

If a real fight breaks out, the Snake Clan will have the advantages of home ground, numbers, and top-tier combat power, making it almost impossible for them to lose.

"Don't worry, they can't cause any trouble." He comforted them softly. Angers was still in Japan trying to subdue the Snake Clan again. With three emperors and a rogue there, unless a Dragon King-level fighter intervened, he couldn't imagine the possibility of them being defeated.

……

On the other side, Chu Zihang drove the black Maybach slowly into an old residential area.

The weathered iron gate was half-open, the access control was practically non-existent, pedestrians could come and go as they pleased, but vehicles still needed to be registered.

The old man in the security booth squinted at the luxury car, clearly unable to discern its value—perhaps in his eyes, it was just a “pretty impressive black car.”

The car window rolled down, and Xia Mi leaned out, calling out with a smile, "Uncle, it's me. Can you open the door?"

The old man paused for a moment, vaguely feeling that the girl looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

But seeing her smiling eyes and gentle demeanor, I didn't bother to investigate further.

What could possibly be worth people's attention in this run-down neighborhood?
He waved his hand, and the lifting bar slowly rose.

The Maybach glided silently into the residential area, its six-meter-long body resembling an elegant yet dangerous black beast, standing out starkly against the surrounding mottled walls, old facilities, and rusty fitness equipment.

The afternoon sun lazily shone on the cement ground. A few elderly men and women strolled leisurely, occasionally casting a curious glance, but quickly losing interest and continuing their post-meal digestion.

Chu Zihang placed his hands on the steering wheel, calmly scanning the road ahead. He kept the car at a low speed, wary of the little boy who might suddenly dart out from the stairwell or behind the green belt, but he was also keeping an eye on Xia Mi out of the corner of his eye.

On the way back, he expected her to chatter away as usual, but she was unusually silent.

Occasionally, glancing to the side, one can catch a glimpse of her slightly furrowed brows and her thoughtful eyes, reflecting the light and shadows outside the window.

Only after leaving the hustle and bustle of the CBD did she seem to come alive again, talking lightly about her life after leaving Shilan Middle School.

Although that life still sounded monotonous, nothing more than school, cafeteria, and home, a routine just like at Shilan Middle School.

Finally, she invited Chu Zihang to her home, saying that her house was quite big.

Chu Zihang had too many questions waiting to be answered, so naturally he wouldn't refuse.

"It's still exactly the same as before." The girl pointed out the direction softly, her voice ethereal, as if stating a distant fact, or as if sighing that time had frozen in this neighborhood.

Chu Zihang drove his car onto a road leading deep into the residential area. The wheels rolled over the path covered with fallen leaves, and the broken branches and leaves made a soft groaning sound under the tires.

The corners of old neighborhoods are always filled with a damp, decaying smell, like corners forgotten by time.

Wild grasses sprouted from both sides of the road, slapping against the Maybach as it passed, but not even a shallow scratch could be left on this steel beast.

Just as Chu Zihang was secretly surprised that this old neighborhood had such depth, a dilapidated villa suddenly came into view.

It was a villa that had been abandoned for a long time, like an old man forgotten by time, standing silently among a grove of old trees.

One of the sycamore trees looked particularly familiar, its branches twisted and stretched towards the sky, while its leaves fell to the ground in the wind.

A house needs life; a house without life will decay quickly, and it is clear that the owner of this villa has been gone for a long time.

The Maybach stopped in front of the rusty iron gate. Xia Mi got out of the car and looked at the iron lock, which was so rusted that the keyhole was completely invisible, with a slight worry.

Chu Zihang walked to her side, looked at the iron gate that showed no signs of opening or closing and was covered with vines, and at the overgrown yard inside, and asked:

"Forgot your keys?"

As soon as he spoke, a strange sense of familiarity struck him.

It seems like a similar conversation took place a long time ago.

And the person who answers him will put their hands on their hips and say:

"follow me."

The voice from his memory overlapped with reality. He turned his head and saw Xia Mi striding towards the other side of the courtyard wall.

There was a gap there. She took a few steps back, then suddenly accelerated and leaped lightly onto the wall, which was almost as tall as her, without even needing to use any leverage.

The moss on the wall glistened damply in the sunlight. She jumped down from the gap covered in ivy, tiptoeing and waving to him.

"Senior brother, be careful, there's moss here and it's slippery."

Chu Zihang nodded slightly, and with one hand bracing against the gap in the hospital wall, he deftly vaulted over. As he landed, he heard the girl mutter almost inaudibly:
"Still likes to act cool."

"What?" He pretended not to hear.

"No, I was just saying it's a huge undertaking, I don't know when it will be finished." Xia Mi turned around with her hands behind her back, glancing at her former "home," a faint sadness appearing on her delicate face:
"I still want to spend my summer vacation here."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zihang glanced around at the weeds, fallen leaves, and withered branches in the yard, raised his hand, and a cluster of blazing flames suddenly leaped from his palm: "Do you need my help?"

(End of this chapter)