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

Chapter 209 Besieged on all sides
"Professor Schneider, Head of the Executive Department of Kassel College, has invoked Norma's emergency contact protocol to request a connection. Shall we connect?"

A gentle voice from the supercomputer "Nuwa" rang out through the headset.

This is precisely why Zhang Shanfeng was stunned for a moment.

After that secret trip to China, Professor Schneider returned home. As the head of the executive department of Kassel College, he was in a position where he could hardly be idle for even a day.

After all, this is a violent organization with tentacles all over the world, and it has all kinds of ruthless killers under its command, targeting all kinds of Deadpool Dragons... Let alone ignoring it for a day, even leaving it unattended for an hour could trigger a global heinous incident.

But now, the other party is taking time out of their busy schedule to use emergency regulations to contact us... Clearly, it's something extremely important.

Recalling the Greenland plan that the other party had mentioned to him before, a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

"Connect".

"Connecting you..."

Before Nuwa's gentle voice had even finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly cut in from the channel.

"Door! Watch out for the door!"

Without a doubt, the person calling out in the earpiece was Professor Schneider. His voice was never pleasant, sounding like a knife scraping back and forth on a rusty iron plate. At this moment, it was even more sharp and serious, and even Zhang Shanfeng, with his composure, couldn't help but frown upon hearing it.

"What door?" he asked.

"It's everything that's a door or something that looks like a door! That place!"

Professor Schneider's words were unusually tinged with intense emotion, sounding like a raging ghost roaring from the abyss.

Kassel College, Executive Headquarters.

A huge screen that covers the entire wall stands there, surrounded by staff workstations arranged in a wave pattern, which at first glance looks a bit like the command center of a space launch center.

In the past, this place would be bustling with activity. Each staff member would be handling events related to dragons that were happening in a certain country or region of the world. Norma would summarize and list this information on the big screen, and Professor Schneider, as the minister, would make the fastest command decisions based on their importance...

In most cases, this decision is a cover-up after the kill; the only difference lies in the assigned operative and the method of operation—whether it's assassination, a violent attack, or direct coverage by mobilizing local military firepower...

However, today, the huge screen no longer displays the dense array of operational information; instead, it shows a photograph—

It was a natural landscape that looked like it hadn't been developed by humans. The mountains on both sides stood tall, and the cliffs fell like sharp swords, forming a "gate" with the flat valley floor. With the sky as the top and the earth as the threshold, it seemed to truly connect a world.

Professor Schneider, who usually handled a whole host of horrific incidents that would horrify even the most ordinary people, was unusually agitated, to the point of being...hysterical.

Professor Schneider knew that today was the day for the official operation. Although he, as the head of the headquarters, did not have the authority to command the external cooperation division, this did not prevent him from being concerned about the "Prince" operation.

The shadow of Greenland has haunted him for many years. All that returned from that shadow was half a broken body and a heart called revenge. Now that his enemy, who had disappeared for so many years, has finally reappeared, how could he really ignore it?

So he asked Norma to access the database and check the on-site information for him. It was impossible for Norma to defeat "Nuwa" without making a sound, but quietly gathering some information was quite a simple matter.

"Listen, there's no time to explain. Make them all evacuate, evacuate unconditionally!"

Professor Schneider's voice became hoarse.

Undoubtedly, he had overstepped his authority at that moment. Even the head of the executive department at the main campus of Kassel College did not have the power to order Zhang Shanfeng to do anything. However, the urgency in his words... even carrying a hint of pleading, made it difficult for anyone to pay attention to that.

"That's too late."

Zhang Shanfeng turned around, and the moment Professor Schneider shouted "The door!", he subconsciously recalled a sentence Lu Mingfei had said not long ago—

“I do see something, Teacher Zhang. Look, the mountains are high and the rivers are long on both sides, with cliffs and precipices, and a low valley in the middle... Doesn’t it look like a door?”

At the time, he didn't pay much attention, because nature is a marvel of nature, and especially for someone like him who likes to jump off cliffs everywhere, he has seen at least eight hundred or a thousand similar natural landscapes, and there are even more spectacular ones on a larger scale, so this really doesn't prove anything.

But now it seems that his words have come true?
Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei, do you know something we don't know but haven't told us, or are you really... "lucky"?
"What's too late?" Professor Schneider paused.

"The rain is lessening, and they... have disappeared."

Zhang Shanfeng looked up at the sky and saw that the apocalyptic scene, which had just seemed like an impending catastrophe, was beginning to recede visibly, as if the mastermind behind the scenes had realized that its goal had been achieved and had chosen to stop.

After the sudden cessation of the storm, silence descended. The vast curtain that had connected heaven and earth was abruptly pulled away. The deafening roar of the water vanished, replaced by a suffocating stillness.

The remaining water on the ground was still flowing in that direction, but a source without a foundation cannot last long, and the water level had begun to drop rapidly. The air was thick with the smell of earth and moisture, and the low-hanging clouds in the distance loosened slightly, letting in a few weak, grayish-white rays of light that barely illuminated the muddy surface.

The waterfall-like rain curtain that had obscured the "door" and blocked his exploration with the Word Spirit Yin Flow also disappeared simultaneously. Lu Mingfei and his group, who should have been behind the rain curtain, had vanished without a trace, as if they had just crossed not a rain curtain, but a door connecting two worlds.

Also vanished were the three "hunters" of unknown origin.

Just now, during the time he was stunned and talking with Professor Schneider, three masked men, who had blocked his wind blades with their swords, dispelled the wind blades with wind-attribute incantations, and endured the attack with their bare hands, all burst into the room with astonishing speed.

In fact, if Zhang Shanfeng had unleashed his full power to stop it, he might have been able to. But in a moment of inspiration, he chose to stop.

Because he vaguely guessed the identities of two of them... In that case, it might actually be a good thing.

The only ones left behind were the two lucky ones who managed to dodge his wind blades.

Zhang Shanfeng's golden eyes lit up slightly, and he was about to finish them off when one of the two suddenly shouted.

"Brother, we're on the same side! Don't attack!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Shanfeng was taken aback; he vaguely felt the voice was familiar. Looking closer, he saw the person had rather comical, droopy eyebrows…

"Your name is Old Tang, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, oh no, no, big brother, you can just call me Little Tang..."

Old Tang bowed and smiled apologetically, his face showing a sense of relief at surviving a disaster. He then mustered his courage and patted Tang Wei, who was trembling with fear beside him.

"I even persuaded one to surrender!"

Zhang Shanfeng nodded slightly. He naturally knew Old Tang's identity, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Those three people all had the ability to get in, so it's normal for them to have gotten this far. But what made these two of them able to get here?

Was it really just luck...?

After passing through that curtain of rain, the torrential rain gradually subsided, and a thick fog began to rise. Before we knew it, we were surrounded by thick fog on all sides, to the point where we could not see our hands in front of our faces, and the roads on all sides became narrower and narrower, barely allowing one person to squeeze through.

The cliffs on both sides rose higher and higher, almost reaching the horizon.

"This is clearly not the environment that Teacher Zhang described to us..."

Ye Sheng frowned slightly; something ominous seemed to have happened. He made a decisive decision immediately. "We retreat."

Another reason for his decisiveness was that the communication equipment had been shut down with only the crackling of electricity since they entered the area, completely cutting them off from the outside world and forcing them to switch to internal team communication.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang exchanged a glance. After a subtle exchange of glances, Chu Zihang remained silent and did not raise any objections.

The mark on my shoulder blade no longer burned as fiercely as before, leaving only a faint warmth. But the dampness from my memory was even more pronounced, exactly the same, almost indistinguishable.

But if it really is Odin who has intervened... withdrawing now is naturally the best option. Firstly, as Lu Mingfei once said, "Level up and develop first, then fight the boss." Secondly, there are other unrelated people here, and there's no need to involve them.

But... is it really possible to withdraw so smoothly?

A heavy gloom settled over Chu Zihang's mind, and the memory of that rainy night replayed uncontrollably.

"I have a question. Don't you guys feel like a few people are missing?" Nono suddenly asked.

"There's no need to make scary jokes at a time like this, senior sister. Besides, according to the regional division, this should be the Chinese horror area... You should say, shouldn't there be a few more people here?"

Lu Mingfei chuckled twice, his mind blank as he launched into a string of nonsensical ramblings. His right hand had already slipped into his pocket, gripping the Overlord Spear, which had been noticeably restless from the start. His body tensed slightly, poised to strike.

“No, there really are a few missing people… Where are the Gattuso family members?” Susie looked around.

A sudden, deathly silence descended. The six of them fell silent simultaneously, looking around. In the thick fog, they could only see meaningless and seemingly unreal mist. The Gattuso family members, led by Percy, who had come in with them earlier, had disappeared without a trace!

"Based on the information we obtained earlier... even if the Gattuso family is hiding something, such a concealment could only be a high level of strength being disguised as low strength, like what Fujiwara Shinnosuke did."

Ye Sheng felt cold sweat seeping down his back. "Even so, the lowest strength among them is B-level, so there must be quite a few A-level hybrids!"

"What could possibly be capable of erasing a team of this strength so quietly?" Shudeya said in a low voice.

"I don't think they were murdered." ×2
Almost simultaneously, a man and a woman spoke in unison.

After a brief silence, the group's gazes swept back and forth between the two people involved, as if wondering how they had reached the same conclusion at the same time... or perhaps they were pondering something else.

"I just feel that there's no substantial evidence."

Lu Mingfei didn't think much of it. He paused slightly and explained, "That Percy gave me a very unusual feeling."

"...I did a 'profile,' but I only glanced at it briefly, so I only profiled part of it."

Nono was silent for a moment, then spoke up, "They came under orders. Their specific purpose was not to test Lu Mingfei, or rather, not entirely. More importantly, there are other things."

"You mean they left voluntarily?" Ye Sheng was taken aback. "How could the Gattuso family possibly know the specifics of this place..."

"Urgent priority."

Chu Zihang suddenly spoke, interrupting him, "We should retreat first."

He faintly heard the roar of the engine. It was familiar because every night before falling asleep, he would force himself to recall that rainy night, and the sound of that Maybach's engine was thus deeply ingrained in his bones.

It should have been scrapped on that day!

But now it has reappeared, like a ghost from many years ago, finally finding the boy who escaped by accident.

"Did you hear anything...?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke.

Chu Zihang was taken aback. Could it be that he wasn't the only one who could hear the voice?
But he quickly dismissed his doubts, because there really was a faint sound coming from it.

The fog was grayish-white, moving silently like the lungs of a giant living creature, expanding and contracting, engulfing the entire valley. All around, only the rapid beating of heartbeats and slightly heavy breathing filled the air. Time itself seemed to stand still.

Then, it came.

At first, it was extremely faint, like a thread that was about to break, slowly emerging from the deepest part of the thick fog, like the whistling of the wind passing through some special rock crevice.

But the next moment, it multiplied again. No longer silk threads, but strands, strands interwoven into a whole—sound.

It was not any familiar language; it was ancient, difficult, and had a mournful and plaintive tone... Just hearing it sent chills down one's spine.

They came from all directions!

"Home?" Lu Mingfei murmured.

This sudden word made everyone else's eyes widen.

"Can you understand?" Ye Sheng asked.

"Guess..."

Lu Mingfei offered a casual explanation.

He wasn't guessing; it was the "Language Analysis" entry he obtained after reaching Level 2 in Foreign Language that came into play.

Lu Mingfei never expected that this real-time language translator would be so powerful... It could not only translate a language he had never encountered before, but it even marked the language!

He glanced at the semi-transparent panel in front of him.

Language: Classical Chu

An idiom uncontrollably surfaced in my mind—

Besieged on all sides!

(End of this chapter)