Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 180 The King's Wrath (Part 2) (1761)

A while passed.

"Although I know that the International Cooperation Division of the National Bureau of Anomalies has a lot of power, isn't it a bit risky to send a helicopter to a school while wearing urban combat uniforms?"

Lu Mingfei quickly put aside his melancholy about "never being able to go back to the ordinary life of high school" and started to get restless. He had a lot on his plate these days and no time to wallow in self-pity.

Of course, learning under these circumstances is rather unrealistic... He decided to chat and learn more about the world of hybrids.

"Of course I'm not afraid. It's an emergency, so we have to act accordingly. As for the impact, at worst we can find someone to help control the information..."

"I sense an arrogance from your words, the arrogance of someone with excessive authority!"

Lu Mingfei first made a rather righteous and indignant accusation, then changed his expression in the blink of an eye, lowering his voice to say, "Um, if I want to access the Shilan Middle School's campus forum..."

"Abuse of public power for private gain is strictly prohibited!"

Ye Sheng cautiously nipped Lu Mingfei's dangerous idea in the bud.

"Oh……"

Lu Mingfei nodded somewhat disappointedly, then stared at their armbands and asked curiously.

"Speaking of which, doesn't the International Cooperation Division have its own uniforms? You're wearing uniforms from other units, are you just trying to shift the blame if something goes wrong?"

"how is this possible?"

Ye Sheng had no choice but to explain seriously.

"We are a secret department that doesn't disclose information to the general public. How can we carry out our work without an official identity?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the "Special Forces" arm patch.

"This combat uniform is real. You can think of it as us having two identities, one overt and one covert. Overtly, we are special forces members, and covertly, we are members of the external cooperation division. Both are real."

"That is to say..."

Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully.

"Can you get two salaries and benefits for doing one job?"

Ye Sheng's expression froze. How did the focus shift to this matter?

There's only one available.

Chu Zihang took over the conversation. He knew very well that Ye Sheng could only be led by the nose by Lu Mingfei when it came to chatting, because his ramblings, constant complaining, and peculiar focus always managed to steer the conversation to an exceptionally strange angle...

It's not that they're completely unrelated, but they're seriously off-topic!
To deal with this situation, a new topic needs to be introduced to attract Lu Mingfei's attention. The essence of this method is "not to be pulled into the opponent's familiar territory and easily defeated," but rather the other way around... which is quite effective.

"How's the situation with Old Tang, who left with you yesterday?"

Chu Zihang asked Ye Sheng.

"Old Tang? Oh right! Speaking of him... he's a real talent!"

Ye Sheng's eyes lit up.

"They say snakes have their paths and rats have theirs, and that's really true. As soon as he joined us as an undercover agent, he helped us find out the whereabouts and identities of many hidden hunters, whether they were locals or from out of town."

He also learned that the hunters who received missions at the 'Hunter Market' were planning a large-scale operation to break through our blockade and enter Xiang Yu's tomb, which was to be carried out soon.

After verification, it was confirmed that the accuracy of this intelligence was extremely high!

"Are those hunters insane?"

Although Lu Mingfei had never been to Xiang Yu's tomb, he had some understanding of it through Ye Sheng's descriptions—it was guarded by heavily armed troops!
“Money can move people’s hearts, and there are always people who would rather die than keep their money. These hunters are lawless criminals who work in the gray and black industries, the kind of guys who live with their heads on the line.”

Ye Sheng explained.

“If those hunters were all just ordinary people, we wouldn’t be worried, but there are definitely hybrids among them. Words of power are a huge variable; many known or unknown effects of words of power can influence the course of a war, so we must be cautious.”

He said this and then smiled.

"It's quite a coincidence. Teacher Zhang was just about to go over and set up a trap to lure the enemy in. Before he even left, this happened."

However, you don't need to worry about that for now. Your most important task right now is... to resolve the matter of the Overlord Spear.

"I try my best."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

“But in the past, I could just grab him and he would obey. But if this is a call from a first-generation dragon king and it doesn’t work… shouldn’t we try some other methods?”

"What do you mean by other methods?" Ye Sheng asked hesitantly.

"It's like that, setting up an altar to perform rituals, or offering sacrifices and prayers, and so on."

Lu Mingfei looked very serious.

"You know all of these?" Ye Sheng asked with considerable curiosity.

"I learned it from TV and novels," Lu Mingfei answered honestly.

"..."

Ye Sheng looked silently at Chu Zihang beside him.

"Used to it."

Chu Zihang remained as calm as a staff member who was used to the antics of the monkeys on Mount Emei... It would be strange if he stopped causing trouble one day.

A slight feeling of weightlessness came over me, and my body involuntarily leaned forward. The helicopter began to descend, indicating that we had arrived at our destination. After a brief period of g-force, a jolt followed, and the helicopter landed steadily and successfully.

The engine power dropped sharply, the rotor speed cutting through the night wind decreased, and the noise gradually lessened until it was silent. The three men removed their headsets and throat microphones and jumped out of the cabin.

Lu Mingfei glanced around hastily.

This is a remote area in the suburbs. They are on the rooftop balcony of a building. A large circled H is drawn under their feet to indicate that it is a helicopter landing area. There are basically no other buildings around, the nearest being several kilometers away. There is only one ordinary road nearby.

"I didn't expect this to be the base of the foreign cooperation branch. Was it specially built? The geographical location is excellent. As long as there is enough ammunition, it will be easy to defend and difficult to attack!" Lu Mingfei said with feigned admiration.

"No, actually it's just because the rent here is cheap, which saves a lot of money."

Ye Sheng explained subconsciously.

"And the dormitory is right in the building, so there's no need to worry about commuting."

"To be honest, this is somewhat damaging to the prestigious image of the International Cooperation Division in my eyes..." Lu Mingfei complained.

"I thought they had a huge budget and could just squander it."

"How could that be! Do you think we're the Secret Service?"

Ye Sheng's eyes widened.

"They're the only ones with deep pockets. The board of directors is composed of either ancient European mixed-race families or emerging American mixed-race families..."

A sound suddenly appeared on the wind and entered the ears of the three people—

"Gentlemen, while I understand your interest in gossip and nonsense, including myself, can we get down to business first?"

That was Zhang Shanfeng's voice.

The three of them immediately shut up.

The corridor was plastered white on both sides, and the pale yellow marble tiles on the floor made a crisp sound. Ye Sheng led the way, with Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang following behind him, and they soon arrived at the office with its open door.

"Huh, why are you alone, Teacher Zhang? Didn't I hear that Yu Ji was here too?"

Lu Mingfei asked instinctively as he walked in.

The spacious office was furnished with a coffee table and sofa, all old-fashioned but comfortable, not luxurious. Zhang Shanfeng was sitting cross-legged on the tiled floor, his only remaining right hand resting on the weapon case that housed the Overlord Spear.

"A newly surrendered second-generation pure-blooded dragon, on the other side is possibly a first-generation, noble dragon king... What if she betrays me? I still want to live a few more years, maybe even jump off a cliff and practice Tai Chi." "Oh..."

Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly asked, "Teacher Zhang, why is your face red?"

“Refreshed!”

"Then why is it yellow again now?"

"Wax for cold protection!"

Zhang Shanfeng paused for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and urged them on.

"Oh dear, you've noticed! Aren't you coming over here? This old man's bones can barely hold this thing down! Don't you know the importance of respecting the elderly and caring for the young? Not to mention I'm disabled!"

"I'm coming……"

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and jogged over. He had noticed that Teacher Zhang Shanfeng seemed a bit different than usual... apparently, he was suppressing the Overlord Spear with all his might!
"Wait, be careful..."

Seeing Lu Mingfei approaching directly, Zhang Shanfeng's expression changed, and he was about to warn him.

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Mingfei was already in front of him.

"What's wrong, Teacher Zhang?"

Lu Mingfei looked at Zhang Shanfeng with some puzzlement.

"You...don't feel anything?" Zhang Shanfeng looked at him, puzzled.

"No?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

The air was silent for two seconds before Zhang Shanfeng finally reacted. His masterly demeanor was useless at this moment, and he blurted out a curse, "Damn it, they really discriminate based on who they treat! Does the discrimination have to be so obvious?"

Before Lu Mingfei could figure out what he meant, Zhang Shanfeng stood up.

Standing up was surprisingly difficult.

Lu Mingfei quickly noticed a detail: after he stood up, the tiles where he had been sitting cross-legged were cracked, forming a dense, spiderweb-like pattern!

"Boom!"

Zhang Shanfeng took a step, and that step produced a heavy thud, not at all like the foot of a person weighing over 100 pounds, but rather several times heavier.

This situation would not have been possible for a Tai Chi master.

He didn't regain his lightness until he had walked almost two meters away.

Scope...field?
"Do you understand?"

Zhang Shanfeng waved his hand and urged, "Once you understand it, hurry up and deal with it! I was a little unsure at first, but now that I see you acting like nothing's wrong, I'm confident again."

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized and looked at the containment box.

It's gravity!
The alchemical domain that came with the Overlord Spear has been activated, and its strength may be even higher than the one he activated before.
Zhang Shanfeng couldn't possibly ignite his Golden Eyes to fight back just because of this.

Getting the dragon blood in his body to stir up would consume a lot of energy, so most hybrids couldn't keep their golden eyes burning for long. He also needed to save his strength to deal with the enemy who was hiding somewhere and might be a first-generation species, so he could only rely on his physical strength.

Without Zhang Shanfeng's pure power to suppress it, the containment box began to tremble slightly, just like what Lu Mingfei had seen in the gym that day.

He bent down, unlocked the door, and lifted the lid.

The weapon, which was 3.5 meters long and as thick as a fist and was far beyond the capabilities of a normal human being, was vibrating at a frequency visible to the naked eye, emitting a clearly audible metallic hum.

The vibration caused the containment box to vibrate, which led to what just happened.

For some inexplicable reason, Lu Mingfei felt that the frequency of the spear's vibrations was like that of a beating heart. The "spirit" forged within the spear had been summoned through a mysterious ritual, and thus gave a corresponding response.

This is indeed a living weapon.

I just don't know who it will choose.
So he reached out his hand.

Slowly, his fingertips touched the rough, cracked metal cylinder, which was not finely crafted, and then grasped, held, and picked it up.

"It's still too heavy," Lu Mingfei muttered to himself.

His physical condition has undergone tremendous changes compared to twelve days ago, but to say that he can wield a weapon weighing dozens of kilograms with ease... well, he still needs to work on it.

The changes continued as always. The metal gun barrel became thinner and shorter, and the living spirit inside the Overlord Gun made its choice without hesitation the moment it sensed Lu Mingfei upon contact!

It seemed the creature's expression changed instantly—"Oh, sir, you've finally arrived! I've been listening to you, but I don't even recognize any of the other first-generation races! Please don't abandon me again!"

There was silence in the office.

Lu Mingfei wielded the Overlord Spear with difficulty, spun it around, and confirmed that there was no problem. The Overlord Spear was as quiet in his hands as a sleeping baby.

"Although I invited you here because I thought you might be able to do it..."

Zhang Shanfeng cautiously approached to conduct an experiment to confirm that the previously remotely controlled alchemical domain had been shut down. Only then did he look at Lu Mingfei with a strange expression and slowly speak.

"But when I actually see it, it still feels incredible."

"Ok?"

Lu Mingfei gave him a rather wary look. "Teacher Zhang, don't tell me you're going to discard me after I've served my purpose! I'm a pure human, uh... a hybrid!"

“I get it, I get it, ‘the destined super hybrid.’”

Zhang Shanfeng nodded. "You can take it with you."

"what?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"What do you mean? We can't afford to keep this big shot here! Besides, didn't we already agree that we'd give this to you after your winter break tutoring sessions?"

“I do remember that, but…”

Lu Mingfei looked at the Overlord Spear with some difficulty.

"As you can see, it seems I can only control it when I touch it with my hand, but I can't carry it with me when I'm eating, sleeping, going to the toilet, or studying, can I?"

"There's no need to worry about that...it's actually not that complicated."

Zhang Shanfeng stroked his white beard and said, "A drop of blood will suffice."

"what?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. "Blood recognition? What kind of novel plot is this!"

"It has absolutely nothing to do with the novel, okay? I asked the alchemy master, and he said that for a living being of this level to obey your commands like this is to acknowledge your qualifications, or even to say that you are submitting! Therefore, if you want to control it from a slightly more distant perspective, you can just establish a connection using the simplest method."

As Zhang Shanfeng spoke, he pulled out a packaged medical syringe from somewhere and handed it to him.

"Here, do it yourself."

……

After a while...

"What kind of remote place is this? Did they take my things out of my house and bury them in some latrine in some remote corner?"

The dark figure in the wasteland, who was standing with his hands on his hips cursing angrily, suddenly paused.

"what happened?"

After a moment of silent sensing, a surge of anger rose up, making the air heavy.

"Stealing my things is one thing, but putting your name on them? This is intolerable! Today I'll make you regret it!"

(End of this chapter)