Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 212 Lu Mingfei VS Su Xiaoqiang

Late at night, in the library of the Göttingen family estate.

The parchment scroll area.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the priceless parchment scrolls found outside were actually preserved in this seemingly simple three-story white building, containing over a hundred scrolls, with an entire floor neatly and spaciously furnished with walnut bookshelves.

Each parchment scroll has its own individual square, unlike ordinary bookshelves where two iron plates are sandwiched together and stacked upright. The bottom of the square is engraved with fine alchemical patterns.

This is a protective and preservation structure. It forms an invisible and intangible cover on the outside, and the air inside is sucked out, achieving a vacuum-like effect.

A slender, fair arm held a parchment scroll that emitted a faint, exotic fragrance.

He put it back in the compartment, then took out a new scroll and returned to the small square table in the middle of the attic to read it carefully.

It was none other than "An Explanation of the Incomprehensible Symbols Carved by Nicolas Flamel on the Arch of the Fourth Chamber of the Cemetery of the Holy Innocents in Paris," by Isaac Newton.

The surface is covered with a jumble of dissected symbols and tiny annotations.

This book was originally published two hundred years after the death of the legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel. Some claim to have unearthed a set of mysterious symbols from Nicholas's manuscripts.
At the end of the seventeenth century, Newton, who was passionate about alchemy, translated them from French into English, recorded them on precious parchment scrolls, and added his own 'interpretation'.

Specially processed parchment scrolls are excellent for recording 'understanding', and the parchment scrolls on this floor are all carefully selected products.

In reality, the Kotingen family possessed far more parchment scrolls than those in the building.

Charlotte Gottingen, the holder of the board of directors of the Kassel College of the Secret Service, the ultimate winner of the succession struggle, the current heir of the Gottingen family, an unparalleled alchemical genius, and a high-and-mighty beauty,
I am currently reading Sir Isaac Newton's rare manuscript, trying to mobilize my mental energy and resonate with the dragon script power between the lines.

But she was not in good spirits tonight, and Miss Charlotte was unable to resonate with the words on the parchment.

Perhaps it was because she was too tired, or perhaps it was because her gaze kept involuntarily drifting to the dark phone screen on the corner of the table.

"Miss, it's late, you should go to sleep," the maid who had been following her said softly as she approached with a cup of hot milk. "You've been staying up late lately and haven't been sleeping on time for a long time."

"What do you mean by going to bed on time? Didn't I say that after I became an adult, I wouldn't have any schedules anymore? Besides, it's not even 2 a.m. yet, is this considered staying up late?"

Miss Charlotte was a little unhappy, but she still took the milk and drank it all in one gulp.

As the warm, smooth liquid went down her throat, a warm feeling spread through her stomach, and she felt a little better.

"But didn't you always say that we should balance work and rest? And staying up late is bad for your skin," the maid said, somewhat puzzled.

"I am of mixed race, with strong bloodlines, so I don't need to worry about my skin."

Charlotte glanced at the parchment scroll and felt a throbbing headache. She simply picked up her phone, leaned back in her chair, and started browsing various websites.

There's nothing wrong with balancing work and rest. Before, every day, from getting up in the morning, getting ready, eating breakfast, to learning etiquette, horseback riding, and general knowledge, to going to bed at night, she had to follow a strict schedule down to the minute... Her life was practically restricted, and the phrase she most often used was "balancing work and rest."

Sometimes I even wonder if it's really necessary to go back to the Gottingen family, become the family heir, and start receiving the so-called 'elite education'.

Being alone outside seems pretty good.

After finally reaching adulthood, Charlotte played around for a month or two, but a sense of emptiness inexplicably welled up inside her, and in the third month she returned to the territory of Gauteengen.

Then, for some inexplicable reason, my body started acting according to its old habits again...

"I'm sick!"

Charlotte blurted out suddenly, then realized her mistake, "I wasn't talking about you."

"I'm sorry, miss!"

The maid, trembling with fear, quickly bowed and apologized.

"Oh, it's alright, you can go now." Charlotte pushed her cup away, casually comforting the maid beside her.

"Yes, ma'am."

The maid took the cup and left, but returned a short while later.

"Is there anything else?" Charlotte was typing on her phone screen when she looked up with a hum.

"Master has woken up. Would you like to go see him?" the maid asked nervously.

Charlotte was stunned for a moment, then dropped her phone and rushed out of the library.

……

Night, underground in the manor
Charlotte pushed open a hidden door alone and ran along the dimly lit corridor that resembled a hospital passageway.

As the view gradually opened up and brightened, Charlotte exhaled softly, and white mist condensed in front of her.

She looked toward the room at the end of the corridor, where there was a huge life support system that combined alchemy and biomedicine, with countless pipes leading to a pristine white bed on which lay an old man.

"Grandpa," Charlotte called softly.

The old man's face was an unnatural iron-gray. He slowly opened his eyelids, his cloudy eyes making it almost impossible to distinguish the whites from the pupils. "My granddaughter is here. How have you been lately? Are you happy?"

The old man was probably blind, but Charlotte could feel his attention on her.

"Yes." Charlotte nodded.

"You've overused your mental energy. Be careful to balance work and rest." The old man smiled weakly. "You don't need to push yourself so hard. You have great talent. You were able to refine Star Antimony independently at the age of fifteen. As long as you proceed step by step, everything will be fine."

Charlotte's eyes welled up with tears, but she stubbornly said, "Isn't that what you taught me? It's better to have a short pain than a long one! I'll find a way to cure you quickly so you can continue as the clan leader, and then I can play for another thirty years!"

The man before her was Charlotte's grandfather, Aiton Gottingen, the previous head of the Gottingen family.

"Hahaha...cough cough." The old man laughed and then coughed. "There's no need for that. I haven't been able to solve it for so many years. I've searched through all the family records. My abilities are limited, but I lack talent. You'll naturally be able to solve it when you grow up."

"After all, a person's spiritual power is innate, but it is not something that can be fully released overnight. That is why there are often no young people among the alchemy masters in history, because talent needs time to be realized."

“Where is there any time to settle down?” Charlotte shook her head. “If your condition continues to deteriorate, how many more years can you hold on? I don’t want to be stuck in the position of clan leader at such a young age!”

"Evil lives on for a thousand years; don't underestimate us old folks." The old man chuckled, then changed the subject, "Have you been in contact with the young ladies of the Laurent family lately?"

"……Have."

Charlotte touched her phone in her pocket; she had just been talking to Elizabeth Laurent.

The Laurent and Göttingen families have been on good terms since ancient times. Charlotte lost her mother at a young age, and Duchess Laurent took care of her during her childhood. To Charlotte, he was someone who was somewhere between a sister and a mother.

"Yes, keep in touch, don't let this relationship break down."

The old man earnestly advised, "Also... you don't need to do everything yourself in family affairs. You're not young anymore, and now you have time to consider finding a boyfriend. You don't need to be confined to the secret party. I've heard that the orthodox Eastern tradition is beginning to emerge in the world. I went there when I was young, and there were many brilliant young people there. If you find someone you like, seize the opportunity."

Are they some young talents who won't answer the phone? They're just a bunch of rude guys.

Charlotte muttered something, her face full of displeasure:
"What are you talking about? I'm only eighteen, how can I be old?"

"This is a major life event."

The old man suddenly chuckled. “Of course, it’s all up to you. After all, I promised you before that you would be in charge of everything after you come of age. This is just my advice as someone who has been through it all.”

"We'll see. To catch my eye, you'd better be better than me at alchemy."

Charlotte waved her hand, her pale golden hair swaying.

……

Why did you lock the door?

"What do you want to do?"

"Yeah, can't you?"

"Wait, wait a minute, what did you take out... it's chewing gum, right?"

Three furtive figures had appeared in the otherwise empty corridor.

I touched the wall next to it, which had excellent sound insulation.

It can only be said that the liver function of the royal-level hybrid is very strong. The girl drank wine with a temperature of more than 20 degrees like it was juice and her belly was round. After resting for half an hour, her crimson eyes immediately became bright again.

Beside him was a silent, damp, serpentine creature, its scales moving on the ground, leaving damp marks.

And an iceberg that never melts, its expressionless face and eyes that are as low as minus ninety degrees Celsius.

The three of them remained silent, passing the small notebook around in the darkness. Each of them took a pen and began writing on the notebook with a soft scratching sound, creating a rather eerie scene.

Erii: "I want to eat chewing gum too."

Snake and Iceberg: "No way!"

Erii: "Why?"

The snake took the notebook: "Eating gum at night is unhealthy... Never mind, you can eat it when you stop asking 'why'."

Iceberg reached out and passed the notebook to her: "Yes, you're still growing, so don't eat sweets at night. This time, I'll make an exception and allow you to stay up, but don't talk."

Erii could only poke her fingers in frustration.

A moment later, a soul-stirring sound came from inside.

In the darkness, Nuwa's eyes gleamed slightly as she stared at Zero, who was usually calm but focused.

“I underestimated you,” she wrote in her notebook, showing it to Zero alone.

"What do you mean?" Zero replied expressionlessly.

“It’s nothing. I thought you had already fought,” Nuwa said.

"You're overthinking it."

Ling paused for a moment, then continued to add on the paper: "Although I don't dislike doing this kind of thing with him, I don't plan to do it on purpose. I don't really care. If you like doing it, you can do it more often."

"Then you draw the back of the pear-shaped dress."

"..." Zero was too lazy to respond to such a boring question.

Nuwa silently opened her mouth, made a laughing face, and waved the paper in her face: "Why did you prepare chewing gum for them?"

In the afternoon, her and Su Xiaoqiang's secret plan did not escape Zero's notice.

This woman, like a KGB agent, possesses exceptional investigative and analytical skills.

So they simply told Zero about their plans, which was essentially a close-range test.

Unexpectedly, the other party appeared very calm and even bought a box of pink ultra-thin cigarettes from the store.

"This provides an option; those who are still in school can choose an extra layer of insurance."

Ling paused for a moment, then added, "It doesn't have to be safe, it's up to you."

I underestimated you.

Nuwa repeated herself, then wrote, "But I still don't like you. I hate all of you who came later."

"Hehe, whatever."

Zero wrote two words on the paper with a blank expression.

Suddenly, the sounds inside stopped.

"??"

Erii tilted her head, a little puzzled as to why there was no sound. She was listening intently, thinking it was Sakura teaching Su-neechan to sing... and it sounded quite nice. She wanted to learn too, even though she couldn't speak. Nuwa and Zero, on the other hand, had somewhat solemn expressions, subconsciously turning their heads to look at the wall clock in the living room.

So fast? Ten minutes...?

In the instant they were distracted, the door was suddenly pulled open.

"Woo——"

The three of them immediately fell in.

……

Ten minutes ago.

Lu Mingfei was almost dumbfounded when he saw Su Xiaoqiang pull a small red box out of her pajama pocket.

To be honest, he and Su Xiaoqiang have been in a relationship for some time now.

Although during this time, Lu Mingfei was still confirming romantic relationships with other girls, as well as identifying potential romantic partners...

But regardless of which side it is, the contact between the two is at most limited to hand-to-hand touch and face-to-face hugs.

At that moment, Su Xiaoqiang stretched her arms out behind her.

The silk nightgown slid down her body, from her slender and beautiful collarbone to her swan-like right-angled shoulders, then to her fair and graceful abdomen, and finally to her smooth and long thighs.

A raw yet alluring demeanor.

Seeing this scene before him, Lu Mingfei was truly overwhelmed; his heart pounded so hard it felt like it was swinging on a swing.

But he remained frozen in place, as if he had been frozen in place by Sun Wukong's magic.

"Come here and sit next to me!"

Su Xiaoqiang kept in mind the wise words of Nuwa, who was skilled at judging people.

Expecting Lu Mingfei to do anything voluntarily is basically impossible; he's devoted all his skills to flirting. And this bee is surprisingly well-behaved—he gathers all sorts of flowers around himself and then ignores them, neither pollinating nor collecting nectar, immediately turning around to find new flowers…

Is it a broken wing, or a broken pillar? How come its sensory system is completely intact?

She gets angry just thinking about how Lu Mingfei managed to take care of two more younger sisters for her in the blink of an eye!
She still vividly remembers how loudly someone thumped their chest before she went to Japan.

Men...

Are you just naturally inclined to hoard things?

So this time, they simply mobilized a large force, leaving no room for maneuver!

"What are you waiting for? Come on!"

Su Xiaoqiang's mind began to wander. She looked up and saw Lu Mingfei still standing there, motionless. Her voice instantly rose three octaves… Lu Mingfei seemed to wake from a dream, a look of terror on his face as he put his index finger to his lips.
"Shh, shh-"

Move it to the edge of the bed.

A wave of intense heat swept over.

Su Xiaoqiang glanced down casually, her cheeks burning even more. She didn't know whether to relax or be nervous, even though she had at least made it...

I almost thought Lu Mingfei had no feelings for me at all.

"Little Fairy, are you alright?" Lu Mingfei pulled the blanket up to cover himself and asked dryly.

"If I'm alright, will you give me some plum juice?"

Su Xiaoqiang gritted her teeth, reached out and wrapped her arms around Lu Mingfei's neck.
Lu Mingfei's hair stood on end instantly, and he managed to say, "I can go downstairs and buy it for you now."

"This is Portugal, there's nowhere to buy Liuliumei here!"

Su Xiaoqiang was too lazy to argue with her. With her other hand, she grabbed the small box next to the pillow, brought it to her mouth, and bit open the seal.

She still remembered the advice that Nuwa had given her—a man's heart must be firmly held; these two 'new friends' were up to no good, so she had to seize the opportunity to secure her position and not let them slip away…

If Su Xiaoqiang can't do it, Nuwa will have to step in herself; in short, she can't let outsiders benefit!

She had been hesitant at first, but after meeting her mother and the Oliveira family, she finally made up her mind.

"Here, do you know how to use it?"

Lu Mingfei felt the arm around his neck tighten even more, its fingertips covering his mouth... Even though his current combat power was terrifyingly high, he couldn't resist at all at this moment.

"Woo--Woo--"

"Don't struggle, I've got you."

Suppressing her embarrassment, Su Xiaoqiang delivered her final battle declaration, "Or do you not want to use this?"

"That's fine, I don't mind." She put the small bag aside.

"!"

Lu Mingfei finally mustered some strength and managed to hold down Su Xiaoqiang's arm.
"wait."

Su Xiaoqiang's arm was held down, unable to go any further at the critical point. Her burning heart felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it, and feelings of grievance and confusion surged up like a tide.

"What are you doing!"

Her pretty face was flushed without being pink, and her clear, misty eyes seemed to be veiled in a layer of fog under the light.

Keep a close eye on Lu Mingfei.
"do you hate me?"

Lu Mingfei dared not spout any more nonsense.

A gentleman should remain unmoved even with a woman in his lap, but Kazama Ruri saw right through him. Lu Mingfei was never a gentleman, and besides, Su Xiaoqiang was his girlfriend. At this moment, the gentleman was the real beast. But the problem is…

Lu Mingfei held Su Xiaoqiang's head and whispered softly in her ear.

"Huh?" Su Xiaoqiang looked somewhat bewildered.

Lu Mingfei spoke rapidly, barely audible, before glaring fiercely at the door.

Su Xiaoqiang's face immediately flushed even more deeply, like a ripe hawthorn.

She finally nodded hesitantly.

"Ah."

……

One minute later,
"Just bear with it, it might hurt a little at first."

Su Xiaoqiang watched silently as Lu Mingfei reached out and rolled up the bottom of her nightgown all the way to her thigh.
At this point, the white silk dress, which originally extended from the collarbone to the knees, was gathered at the waist and transformed into a canopy.
"Legs." Lu Mingfei suppressed the urge to speak.

Su Xiaoqiang lay flat on the bed, instinctively lifting her leg to tuck her skirt under her round buttocks. Her eyes were empty, her mind a jumble of thoughts, the words Lu Mingfei had just spoken echoing repeatedly in her head.

Do I... really have a chance to become a hybrid?
Or is Lu Mingfei just lying to me?

Just as she was feeling unsettled, her ankle was grabbed and a sensitive, rough touch came over her. Su Xiaoqiang subconsciously hummed in response.

The sound was truly like the cry of a crane in the clouds. Lu Mingfei's heart tightened, and his hand instantly slid to his taut calf.

Soft as jade.

She hummed in response again, her breath coming in ragged gasps: "You..."

He pressed hard with his fingertip, striking a nerve.

"Woo..."

Su Xiaoqiang's voice suddenly changed, with a hint of pleasure mixed with pain. Lu Mingfei really seemed to have transformed into a bone-setting master, kneading her bones perfectly.

"Did I hurt you?" Lu Mingfei asked nervously, holding his ankle in his arms.

This was the method he learned from Norton: improving bloodlines through alchemical biology. Lu Mingfei did not want to impose a 'life contract' on Su Xiaoqiang, even though it might be a faster way to give her bloodlines, but the side effects were significant.

"You..." Su Xiaoqiang barely relaxed, her face flushed and moist, and bit her lower lip as she said, "Be gentle..."

"Okay, I'm not very skilled at this the first time."

Lu Mingfei calmed himself down, apologized softly, and gently stroked his Achilles tendon upwards with his fingers.

"Hey..."

……

Outside the door, two theoretical masters and a listener leaned their heads against the door, holding their breath and listening intently to the conversation inside, as well as the suppressed gasps.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Once the plan was on track, the notebook was long forgotten; at this point, silence spoke louder than words.

With their terrifying lineage, even if they didn't breathe for half an hour, they wouldn't be in any serious trouble.

Besides, at this point, their breathing was no longer important.

In the darkness, Nuwa revealed a delighted smile. Zero seriously conducted research and study, while Erii was completely bewildered, only feeling that Sister Su's singing seemed very pleasant.

A few minutes passed.

From the two legs, to the two arms, to the torso on the front and back, and most importantly, the head.

Lu Mingfei had figured out Su Xiaoqiang's general structure from the perspective of alchemical biology, and finally released her.

"Ha—I'm all better now."

"Huh, huh."

Su Xiaoqiang was already completely exhausted and limp. She breathed softly with relief and, imitating Lu Mingfei's actions, pulled up the quilt to cover herself.

Su Xiaoqiang stared at Lu Mingfei with resentment in her eyes. If looks were knives, this bad guy would have been torn to pieces by her.

Damn it! I was the one who initiated it, so how did I end up being bullied by him!

Remembering Lu Mingfei's words that there were some shady characters eavesdropping outside and that most of her voice had been heard, she felt embarrassed to continue with the plan, even though her heart felt like it was on fire.

I need to take a cold shower in a bit.

"I'll look into it again later and contact you in a couple of days," Lu Mingfei said.

"Mmm," Su Xiaoqiang uttered softly with a nasal sound.

Lu Mingfei walked silently to the door, reached out and twisted the knob, unlocking and opening the door in one smooth motion.

"Woo——"

"Ouch—"

"..."

A young woman, a little girl, and a snake rolled in.

Lu Mingfei pushed forward, grabbing one in each hand and leaning the other against his chest.

(End of this chapter)