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

Chapter 256 Show hand.
If we consider the crisscrossing roads as the city's ordinary blood vessels, then the elevated highways are the city's arteries, transporting people who provide the city with the necessary "vitality" at the highest efficiency, leading them to their respective workstations at different forks in the road.

It was rush hour, and vehicles streamed along the overpass. The bright yellow headlights and red taillights of the cars were barely visible in the thin mist, and the outlines of the tall buildings in the distance were blurred by the excessive moisture.

"Be careful of the noise?"

Lu Mingfei turned his gaze away from the car, pondering the strange boy in his dream... and that odd reminder.

Be careful of sounds. Be careful of what sounds? Is it the sound of talking to someone, or the sound of something making a noise? There's so much about sound; how can you understand it without clarifying it?

"If you're going to warn someone, at least make it clear! This kind of scenario is like those movies where someone struggles to say a bunch of nonsense before dying, and then suddenly kicks the bucket at the crucial moment when they say 'Watch out for XXX'! If you have the energy, why not just say it beforehand?"

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "This is what I'm complaining about."

But then he thought about it again and felt that something was wrong... Putting everything else aside, the boy had already said "be careful of XXX" and even repeated it. If the boy wasn't mentally unstable, then that meant that was exactly what he was trying to warn him about.

Be careful of sounds, be careful of all sounds!
But how can you be careful with this thing? You can't just puncture your eardrums and then wear the best earmuffs to become artificially deaf, can you?

For some reason, Lu Mingfei felt a little irritated.

He couldn't explain why. Perhaps it was because of the seemingly detailed but difficult reminder, or perhaps it was because of the strange dream and the boy's miserable state in the dream?
Lu Mingfei hadn't dreamed in a long time. These days, he spent most of his time just closing his eyes and opening them again, and the next day was gone... He did have a couple of dreams during that time, once about how a teenage boy wouldn't dream about a beautiful girl in a yoga outfit, and another time about Zero. The rest were just fragmented pieces.

But this time it seems to be different from the past.

It was so real, so real, that it didn't feel like a dream at all. When Lu Mingfei remembered everything there, he tried pinching himself, and the pain returned as usual, but he had no intention of waking up.

Generally speaking, a person should wake up when they realize they are dreaming, but the fact that he was not awake at that time can only mean that... he was indeed "awake".

However, it wasn't an awakening in the usual sense.

Lu Mingfei thought of Spirit Vision.

Vision is a phenomenon he mentioned in the materials he had seen about the entrance exam for Kassel College.

EEE, Extraction Evaluation Exam, is a bloodline assessment exam primarily used to determine a student's dragon bloodline. The basis for this exam is that dragon descendants resonate with "dragon script," and this resonance produces a "spiritual vision" effect, meaning they will naturally see dragon script appear in their minds.

The lower one's bloodline, the more chaotic and disordered their perception. The higher one's bloodline, the more realistic their perception. According to historical records, some researchers have speculated that true dragons, when entering a state of spiritual vision, can even achieve a level of immersion, and some may even be able to communicate across the limitations of time and space…

However, this is just speculation and has not been confirmed yet. After all, given the Secret Party's style, it would be difficult to persuade a dragon to cooperate with their experiments.

Speaking of which, perhaps we could give it a try on our side?

Language is the tool by which dragons exert their abilities, and writing is the vessel through which they embody their power—this is the origin of Lu Mingfei's understanding. It must be said that this is remarkably similar to the "words become law" and "writing becomes reality" principles of the schedule.

In short, Lu Mingfei felt that his previous situation was very much like having "spiritual vision".

So, does that mean that little boy really existed... or that he actually existed?

But what could possibly survive in that situation? The answer is obvious, requiring almost no guessing. That thing even called me "brother"...

"This is bad," Lu Mingfei muttered.

I am a human being! I am a human being! Where did this little boy come from, not going to the priest, but coming to me instead, trying to confuse my faith!
"What's wrong?"

Su Xiaoqiang poked her head out from the back seat, and Ling, who was also in the back seat, glanced at her sideways.

"I mean... the weather looks really bad today!"

Lu Mingfei was startled. For some reason, he didn't really want to talk about the boy. With a quick glance, he successfully changed the subject.

"It looks like it's going to rain heavily."

As he spoke, he looked out the window.

The weather was indeed not good, or rather, quite bad—the dark clouds, as if soaked in ink, pressed down heavily. It was only a little past six in the evening, but the light of day had almost completely dissipated, with only a thin line of gray-white, like the belly of a dead fish, remaining on the distant horizon, about to be swallowed by the horizon.

"This awful weather has been going on for a long time, starting several days ago."

Su Xiaoqiang nodded in agreement, "The weather this winter is really strange. Although the south isn't as dry as the north, winters are usually dry enough to cause static electricity, but now there's nothing like static electricity..."

She rubbed her fingers together. "They're ridiculously moist; I don't even need to use moisturizer!"

The Mercedes-Benz S500 gradually slowed down and soon came to a smooth stop. The art center, with its extremely artistic exterior, was now brightly lit and bustling with people. The slightly damp ground shimmered and reflected patches of light.

As soon as I opened the car door, a chill that was several times more humid than the air filtered by the car's air conditioning enveloped my body. The unusual dampness made the winter chill not as sharp as a knife, but rather like some kind of viscous supercooled liquid, seeping into every pore with every breath, silently penetrating to the bone.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei's physical condition is no longer afraid of this level of cold. He could even go shirtless without any problem, let alone the fact that he was wearing a thick winter coat. Underneath the coat was a formal suit designed specifically for the performance, which also had warm features.

But he still inexplicably shivered.

"To be honest, I have a bad feeling..." he muttered.

To be precise, it's actually a sense of familiarity.

He had naturally experienced similar environments before, but the time interval between these experiences was so short that the sense of familiarity lingered—it was just yesterday!
“I don’t think your ‘ominous premonition’ is because you’re not prepared, right?” Su Xiaoqiang asked.

"Yes, but it's also possible that I'm overthinking it..."

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment, as various small but unresolved questions surfaced in his mind, stirring up waves of emotions.

Nibelungen!

The unusual weather and excessive humidity seem to be necessary prerequisites for the opening of the Nibelungen Pass. Its opening is bound to cause turbulent flow of elements and also requires sufficient "water" as a medium.

The problem is, it's one thing if there's a Nibelungen hidden in Xiang Yu's tomb in the wild, but is there really one in the city? Where do so many Nibelungens come from? Shouldn't this stuff be very rare?
But upon closer reflection, it seems there really is such a thing.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what the World Tree mark on Chu Zihang's shoulder blade was until he himself entered Nibelungen yesterday, and then he realized that it was proof of having entered Nibelungen and come out.

As for why he didn't come out after going in... it's probably because the true master of Nibelungen wasn't home.
Fortunately, this way it won't affect my civil service exam.

Thinking back carefully... on the night he first went on a mission with Chu Zihang, the boss-like figure behind the clouds seemed to want to pull Chu Zihang into some kind of "world".

That's probably Nibelungen!
Unlike the fixed entrance to the previous Nibelungen, this entrance to the Nibelungen appears to be movable.
And it's controlled by an owner!
Thinking about it carefully, ever since that incident, the Deadpool who inexplicably started talking has disappeared and hasn't caused any trouble since... Lu Mingfei doesn't believe they suddenly reformed; the only reason Old Silver Coin is hiding is to better ambush people!

And now, they've finally got their chance, haven't they?

Lu Mingfei tried to put himself in the other person's shoes. If he were the mastermind, wouldn't this time and place be a good opportunity, the perfect chance?
It really is!
The Nibelungen entrance near Xiang Yu's tomb requires manpower for protection, and it also involves the King of the Earth and Mountains, a "hybrid elder" from thousands of years ago... In any case, this will inevitably weaken the city's defenses.

There is no better opportunity than this; the more chaotic the situation, the more opportunities there are to take advantage of the chaos!
Lu Mingfei's expression shifted rapidly.

He wasn't worried that his speculations wouldn't attract attention.

The "everything must be based on evidence" scenario is naturally reasonable, after all, it's impossible for just anyone to come up with a reasonable guess and expect people and resources to be mobilized... Where would you find so many manpower and resources to allocate?
However, given his status, and the fact that he made the request just yesterday, it's certain that it will be fulfilled.

The problem is this: what should be done?
"Should we interrupt?" Zero noticed that Lu Mingfei's expression was somewhat unusual.

"...No."

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and then gently shook his head.

He smiled slightly and made his decision.

"there is always a solution to a problem!"

If it were the old Lu Mingfei, he would definitely have thought of hiding, because back then he lacked both strength and confidence.

You can't expect someone who lacks both ability and confidence to shoulder a major responsibility that could involve the lives of hundreds or thousands of people. The burden is too heavy for a man without backbone to bear.

But things are different now; people will eventually change.

Now, Lu Mingfei has both strength and confidence, which is not fake but something he has earned through his own hard work... Naturally, he can take on more responsibilities.

His idea was simple: "If you can be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?"

The old turtle hides in the sewer every day, and no one knows when it will suddenly sneak out and take a vicious bite. People can't always keep an eye on the sewer to guard against it. No matter how much you guard against it, there will always be loopholes. And if you keep staring at the sewer, you might end up becoming an old turtle yourself.

Therefore, instead of remaining on the defensive, we should seize this opportunity and launch a counterattack!
It would be best to completely eliminate it, but it's acceptable if it can't be done and it causes serious harm or fear... Of course, it would be a good thing if no accidents occurred.

Therefore, it is crucial not to interrupt or call a halt, as doing so would ruin this "good opportunity." The old tortoise realized that it might not be able to launch the attack!

How can you behead someone if the tortoise doesn't move?

Lu Mingfei sat down at the gambling table, placed a lot of bets, and prepared to show his hand!

"Don't forget this."

Ling took out a palm-sized metal plate from her bag and handed it to Lu Mingfei.

"Ok?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. It wasn't until he saw the character "焚" (burn) on the metal plate that he remembered what it meant... After writing it, he fell into a deep sleep. After his sleep ended, he set off straight for the concert venue, completely forgetting about the "culprit" that caused him to be electrocuted again.

“Okay, but this thing…” Lu Mingfei took the recycled metal plate, somewhat hesitant.

If nothing unexpected happens, this weapon, which he made himself, should be able to demonstrate amazing power when used. The only problem is that Lu Mingfei doesn't have any means to "delay the use" of this weapon yet.

In other words, this weapon is designed to detonate, and it's an indiscriminate attack!

Lu Mingfei himself wasn't worried, since he had grasped the "True Meaning of Fire" and could be immune to fire elemental damage. But what about the others? They couldn't possibly suffer heavy losses themselves while killing a thousand enemies; that would be too much of a loss!

This time, the event was clearly very crowded...

There is always a suitable scenario for its use.

As Ling spoke, she stepped forward and whispered the data that Su Enxi had mentioned earlier to Lu Mingfei.

"Um??!"

Lu Mingfei was startled, and his grip on the recycled metal plate became unconsciously more cautious.

Am I really that awesome? One-twelfth of a "little boy"!

This thing needs to be handled with extreme care, otherwise, it won't just be a matter of the people around you exploding into the air; people within a certain radius will probably be reduced to ashes...

Aren't you going in?

Suddenly a familiar voice rang out.

"Senior brother, you've arrived?"

Lu Mingfei answered naturally, recognizing the person without even looking at them, "We're preparing... Hey, wait!"

As they were talking, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up.

"Brother!"

He strode forward, lowering his voice, "Senior Brother, your Word of Power is [Jun Yan], right?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Chu Zihang was taken aback. Wasn't this something Lu Mingfei already knew?
"If I remember correctly, when you use the Monarch Flame, are you immune to flames and impacts?" Lu Mingfei pressed.

"Yes."

"Here, take this!"

Lu Mingfei handed over the recycled metal plate without hesitation, and also reminded him of the precautions for its use.

"Please use it carefully..."

Ling watched quietly from that direction. The gift she had carefully given to Lu Mingfei was immediately given away by Lu Mingfei, right in front of her.

Su Xiaoqiang stood beside her.

"Thank goodness my senior brother isn't my senior sister."

She spoke softly, "Right?"

“You’re right.” Zero rarely agreed.

(End of this chapter)