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

Chapter 231 Is this the kind of thing you're going to use to fool the school board?

In previous years, the start of the school year was the most active time for the Night Watchers discussion forum.

Courses in all subjects have not yet officially started, and a day of freedom is just around the corner.

Even when studying in the library or eating in the cafeteria, most Kassel students keep a close eye on the Night Watchers forum to see if there's any gossip or insider betting odds.

Especially the latter.

Seize the opportunity and place a small bet; you'll basically have enough for pork knuckles for the whole year.

Not to mention that these two posts also used the 'message pop-up' notification mode, which was even more eye-catching than the FBI WARNING, instantly suppressing one post after another and pinning it to the top.

"Breaking news! A mysterious school board member arrives on the CC1000 express train, and the Lionheart Club president serves him tea and water."

"The young S-class may become a new generation, and Gattuso's false emperor status is about to be in jeopardy!"

The headline not only involves a mysterious school board member, but also includes two prominent figures: the president of the Lionheart Club and the student council president. The wording is so intense... It's definitely a hot topic!
The discussion forum refreshed rapidly, and the pinned post received over a hundred replies in less than ten seconds. The large number of users accessing the interface and the high-speed data upload and download caused a slight lag in the server. When the forum was refreshed again, the last comment had already reached three hundred replies.

"Who posted this? Where did this information come from?"

"Only administrators can highlight and feature posts. I recognize the ID that posted this; it belongs to Fingel."

"Damn it, Fingel! How come he hasn't graduated yet?!" The former victim screamed in agony.

"Don't let him graduate. If he runs away, who will pay back the money he owes us?"

The person who replied was a paparazzi from the news department.

These guys were Fingel's juniors and underlings. They had all been tricked into lending varying amounts of money by Fingel when they first joined the news department and were still in the dark. But these days, the one who owes money is the boss. Fingel used this to force them to do all sorts of unscrupulous and unethical things in the news department over the years...

"No, no, none of you are in a relationship yet, how could I bear to graduate? That's why I'm here to give you some inside information!"

Fingel's message with the administrator's badge.

The webpage for the entire post lagged again, and the comments instantly flooded to over 500 posts. This senior student, who is now in his 8th year of high school, has always been a popular figure on the forum—to put it bluntly, he is a master of creating buzz, and nine out of ten sensational news posts are his work.

This includes the widely discussed posts about stealing homes and lovers on the run in the first half of the year.

To a large extent, Chu Zihang, who was unassuming and low-key, would never have clashed with Caesar at first. It was all thanks to this guy stirring things up and using his keyboard skills to label the two as 'arch-enemies'.

"Finger, you can eat the free pork knuckle and mashed potatoes at the start of the semester, but you can't say whatever you want. The list of admitted students was published in advance, and there are fewer A-level freshmen than in previous years. Where did the S-level freshmen come from?" someone commented, expressing their doubts.

"YYSY is right. A school board member? That's ridiculous. There was no prior notice. They came without a sound. They're not even a fraction as arrogant as Caesar. I don't believe there's such a school board member."

You have been banned for twelve hours for inappropriate remarks [inappropriate words, language attacks against moderators and administrators].

"Don't try to smear my boss Caesar! What arrogance? It's all about his personal charisma! Besides, while I, Fingel, may not be the most virtuous, my professional ethics are beyond reproach. When have I ever published fake news? Everything I do is based on facts and evidence. I'm not changing my name or surname. This school board member is none other than Lu Mingfei! Boss Chu Zihang has a very good relationship with him!" Fingel immediately replied righteously.

"Not a buddy? Are you out of your mind? Do you want to check what you're saying? Who's actually bashing Caesar?!" The onlookers were getting increasingly frustrated.

"Stop saying anything, please watch the video." Fingel spoke again and uploaded several photos to the main page.

It was clearly taken secretly; the background is familiar to everyone—it's the CC1000 express train.
The angle of the scene is subtle, and the most striking figure is Chu Zihang, standing like a javelin. This Lionheart Society president is known for his aloof and arrogant attitude, but at this moment, he looks like a male protagonist in an otome game pulling the handle of a cola can, 'meticulously' handing it to a boy sitting loosely on the sofa.

Her face was lightly blurred, but her girlish bear coat was particularly eye-catching;
Beside him is Professor Guderian, grinning like a grandson. Although this old professor's reputation was ruined by Fingel, his eyes, which reveal a disrespect for heaven and earth and only reverence for the lofty knowledge in his heart, are still evident during academic discussions. But in this photo, the word 'obsequiousness' is almost written on his face...

The post froze for a moment, and when I refreshed it again, it had already reached a thousand posts. The total number of students in all four years of Kassel College is less than a thousand. Only when you add the students who graduated and are still alive can the number exceed ten thousand.

This post clearly includes alumni, such as executive branches in various regions and Watchers scattered around the world. As long as they haven't deleted the 'Night Watchers Forum' app from their phones, they've all come back to chat.

An informed source stationed abroad immediately realized: "Lu Mingfei! I remember now, there are rumors in the martial arts world that this person is incredibly brave and even ate the first generation of Dragon King alive! No wonder the Lionheart Society president had to give him a Coke."

"It's fake. Didn't the official statement deny it? It's just a show put on by the orthodox faction to steal the limelight from our secret party. These days, who gets to eat the dragon king all by themselves?" someone immediately retorted.

"Le, you think you can just issue a denial like that? I live in Spain, and this guy..."

You have been banned for 720 hours for inappropriate remarks [political, foreign affairs, and verbal attacks against moderators].

"??"

Someone else said, "No, Lu Mingfei? That name sounds familiar. I was on a secret mission in Binhai before, and the main purpose was to monitor this guy. But this guy is really miserable, you know? He's not just ordinary miserable."

"Explain in detail?" Some onlookers became interested.

"What's the point of going into details? You dare to leak classified information? You've already been silenced. Just wait for the Execution Department to come and check your water meter tomorrow!" said the person with the ID 'Wolf of the Execution Department' coldly.

"Holy crap, guys, there's a dog!"

The comments section was in an uproar.

“Hehe, but I do have some insights on this.” Fingel spoke again, and started a new post by copying and pasting a long document that he had prepared beforehand.

In the Night Watchers discussion forum, posts recording Lu Mingfei's personal information and resume instantly climbed to the top, with all the masters of the Kassel system carefully savoring the first 17.5 years of this boy from China's life.

"...A standard orphanage start."

"Don't talk nonsense. Theoretically, they do have parents, but they're just being temporarily housed by their uncle and aunt."

"I sensed restraint in your words."

"For example, this guy got into a fight in junior high. He's kind of hot-headed, like he has nothing left to lose, right?"

"But why did I suddenly become so timid in high school?"

"Have you ever heard the old Chinese saying? If you pick up a knife, you can't embrace you; if you put down the knife, you can't protect you. This means you have someone you love."

"Until the second semester of senior year... why does it end here? @Finger, what's next?"

Fingel commented on the main post: "Lu Mingfei will become a school board member later! Of course, the information must be kept confidential. After all, I'm not a lawless madman who dares to dig up any information."

"It means this person became a school board member in just six months... Wow, that's a huge leap. Could he be a kept man?"

The onlookers were all amazed.

"Never mind if he's a kept man, if you're so capable, go ahead and be one! This is a world that judges by appearance!" one girl said dismissively.

"Wait a minute, is this person actually a member of the school board? Could it be that he's on good terms with Chu Zihang and that's how he got on the CC1000 express train? Maybe he has something on Chu Zihang? Or maybe he has something on the principal?"

Some people remain skeptical.

"Hehe, if you don't believe me, go and verify it yourself. In short, my intelligence network has determined that this person is undoubtedly a member of the school board! So, family members, do you think this newly arrived school board member, Mr. Lu, can challenge the authority of Boss Caesar?"

After Fingel finished speaking, the number of replies to the post exploded again.

His wolfish ambitions were finally exposed, and a few dozen seconds later, a new betting option appeared on the first floor of the post.

'YES or NO'

The former represents support for outsiders, while the latter represents support for the local Caesar leader.

The two betting options are clearly divided in terms of stance.

"Fingal!? What are you doing?" someone asked, but not on the Night Watch forum.

"no no……"

In the VIP carriage of the CC1000 express train, Fingel, who was pontificating and pontificating on the forum, suddenly shuddered, shoved his phone into his pocket, and gave a shy smile.

Professor Guderian looked at his top disciple with displeasure, "Didn't you see that Mingfei finished his cola? His eyes are only looking around and not paying attention. Go get him another can."

"Okay! Alright!"

Fingel hurriedly nodded and bowed as he walked to the refrigerator in the corner, quietly taking out his phone again.
"I'll start this right, I'll bet $100! No way! Those school board members outside are no match for our Caesar, who fought his way up from the ground. I hate guys who come to other people's turf to show off!"

"I'll stake everything I own on this; Boss Caesar will defend the dignity of Kassel College!"

Fingel left a message encouraging everyone to place bets, which wasn't surprising to those who knew him; this guy never misses an opportunity to make money.

At the college, Fingel, taking advantage of his administrator status, ran numerous gambling games on the forum and made a fortune. Some people praised this as the last survival skill of a good-for-nothing. If Kassel College's core purpose was to cultivate 'gambling talents', Fingel would have been able to complete all the credits in three years and graduate early.

Right now, Fingel has easily stirred up the students' emotions with just a few words using the terms "local" and "foreign".

Especially that damned camera angle, which infuriated a group of Lionheart Society president's supporters.

This school board member has quite the airs, actually ordering Chu Zihang to pour him a Coke!
Many people tried to tag the ID "村雨" (Cunyu), but as usual, their efforts were in vain.

The amount marked 'NO' on the right skyrocketed, and the student council and the Lionheart Society, the two major organizations, simultaneously established a resistance front.

In an instant, heroes from all walks of life placed their bets like snowflakes.

In an unseen, dark corner, a new account with the ID 'Swear to Oppose Caesar's Dictatorship' went online and set up a timed investment for YES, resulting in an astonishingly large sum of money.

……

"Please."

Fingel came back beaming, carrying two cans of Coke, a subtle, warm smile on his face.

"Open it for Mingfei, why are you drinking it yourself?"

Guderian gave him a disapproving look. His familiarity with his disciple told him that this guy was up to something again, but he couldn't expose him in front of Lu Mingfei. Otherwise, how could he convince the boy in front of him to register under his name?
"No need, I can do it myself," Lu Mingfei said, taking the cola and thanking him.

click-

The pull tab on the can was pulled open, and the crisp sound of carbon dioxide bubbles rose up. This carriage is rarely open to the public, and the huge, soft leather sofa has the style of Potato Chip Girl's Hummer limousine.

The CC1000 express train's journey from Chicago Station to College Station took 23 minutes, with only a short section running alongside regular trains. Soon, it broke away from the Chicago Railroad network via a side track and plunged into a dense forest of giant redwoods.

The redwood forests of northern Illinois, which encircle the Great Lakes region, are home to giant redwoods ranging in age from a thousand to several thousand years. Their canopy is so dense that even on the hottest days, the forest remains dark, with only sparse sunlight filtering through the gaps in the canopy.

The Secret Society calls this forest the 'Sea of ​​Vida,' meaning it is a sea of ​​giant trees, and 'Vida' is the Norse god of the forest.
"By the way, Professor Guderian, when will this board meeting be held?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Guderian pointed blankly to his chin:
"Huh? Ask me?"

Chu Zihang remained silent.

To be honest, he only found out now that his junior brother had quietly taken on the title of school board member.

It seems that what he said in Binhai before, that he would protect him, was not a joke.

Fingel sipped his cola, then quietly pulled out his phone, wondering if it was necessary to take advantage of the situation. It was the first time he had seen Lu Mingfei in person, and he felt that he was a little different from what he had imagined.

"Yes, didn't Principal Angers say that the board meeting would be held in September? That's why I came early."

When Lu Mingfei saw Professor Guderian's expression, he seemed to realize what was going on.

The old professor is still using the same old formula; classics are not something I should be considering at my level.

"Ahem." Guderian coughed and scratched his head. "As for the board of directors, Mingfei, you can ask the principal later. He's waiting for you at the school. I'm here to take care of you."

“Oh, Principal Angers is at the school, right? That’s quite rare.” Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully.

It's estimated that the name 'Richard Lu' in the Kassel system was also recorded for him by Angers.

Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've seen Old Den. I wonder what Angers's 'mental panel' looks like.

"By the way, Mingfei, here's a confidentiality agreement for you to sign," Professor Guderian said, handing over a document.

"Confidentiality agreement?"

Lu Mingfei took a strange document written in a mixture of Latin and English.

No, it's not just Latin and English, but also a mix of Old Norse and Hebrew. It's a set of admission terms written in four languages...?
He saw a sentence composed of extremely small font below the signature section.

'Signing your name constitutes acceptance of all terms and consent to enrollment.'

Lu Mingfei's expression was unfriendly, and he immediately pushed the document back.
"Hey, I have no intention of attending your Kassel College. Don't try to fool me with these unfair terms."

"Oh, sorry, I took the wrong one."

Professor Guderian, looking guilty, took back the document and replaced it with a new one... The writing language was also changed to four different languages: German, Old Highland, Old Gothic, and Faroese.

"That's right. As a legitimate university registered with the U.S. Department of Education, Kassel College is committed to providing a high-quality education to students with exceptional talents and recommending them for jobs. Our school has a traditional boarding system; all students must live on campus, and visiting guests are required to sign relevant confidentiality agreements..."

Guderian's voice grew softer and softer.

"..."

Looking at the document, which was essentially the same thing in a different guise, Lu Mingfei squinted, his face seemingly bearing the words "I can't believe it."

are you kidding me?

He roughly guessed that Kassel College wanted to give him a hard time. Before he came, his own Nuwa had already reminded him of this. Just like envoys from two ancient countries, when they arrived at each other's capital, they would inevitably encounter all sorts of tests. The more literary ones would be riddles and poetry recitations; the more martial ones would be horseback archery or direct combat. In some cases, the envoy's response could affect the final outcome of the negotiations.

...The problem is, am I not a school board member?
So, even the boss has to fill out a registration form to enter the company? What kind of company policy is this?

However, Lu Mingfei didn't mind retaliating.

"Tsk, these terms are a bit ridiculous. What does 'wiping memories' even mean?"

Lu Mingfei ran his finger along the lines of ancient Highland script that snaked like snakes, and read them aloud.

"If you actively or passively witness any secrets of Kassel College, you must cooperate with the school to erase the relevant memories, including but not limited to the ice cellar, library, and principal's office... The school has the final say on the determination?" "And this is also true: if you suffer personal injury while on campus, the school doctor will be responsible for medical treatment within the reasonable range of the injury. If it results in accidental death, the school's obligation is to... be responsible for airlifting the body back to the country free of charge?"

"And this too, the use of weapons of mass destruction is prohibited on school grounds, including but not limited to RPGs, C4, Desert Eagles, all series of heavy machine guns, and any form of incantation... Otherwise, one will be treated as a dangerous hybrid?"

……

A moment later, Lu Mingfei read out the clauses, which were a mix of four languages, one by one in 'Chinese'.

Professor Guderian was drenched in sweat.

Fingel and Chu Zihang, who were standing to the side, were even more dumbfounded.

This document looks rather familiar...

They had no idea that the contracts they signed when they enrolled in the school were such absurd terms.

Good grief! If things had been strictly according to the terms, I probably would have died ten or eight times over by now!

Or... should we run away?

"Uh, this."

Guderian opened his mouth, wanting to explain that rules are made by people, but...

"No way! I won't sign a single thing!"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. Did they really think I was illiterate? It's just a little bit of foreign language, it's not like I, Lu, can't understand it.

He immediately shoved the documents back, saying bluntly, "Let me be frank, I'm here for a proper meeting and to conduct academic research. If I lose a single hair or suffer any mistreatment while I'm at your Kassel College... prepare for war!"

No joke, given his status and his family's influence.

When the time comes, with a single order, not only will the orthodox faction wage a full-scale war against the secret society, but even the White King's descendants in the Japanese branch, separated by the sea, will utter the phrase, "Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

Furthermore, this is clearly a targeted attack.

He didn't believe that Charlotte Gottingen would need to sign any unfair treaty if she came to Kassel College.

"certainly,"

Lu Mingfei suddenly said, "I've always maintained a friendly and cooperative attitude towards the Secret Party. It's not a big problem for us to have our names listed on your college's website, and it doesn't matter whose name we're listed on..."

"Eh?"

Professor Guderian's previously dim eyes suddenly lit up.

Lu Mingfei said leisurely, "However... it all depends on performance, understand?"

……

‘Rumble—’

This seemingly powerful train had only three carriages. Apart from the VIP carriage where Lu Mingfei was, the other two carriages were filled with supplies. The train made noise as it passed over the tracks, and its speed exceeded 200 kilometers per hour.

The welcoming ceremony ended early, and the carriage quieted down.

Professor Guderian sat in his seat as if in deep meditation, his brow furrowed as if he were making a difficult decision.

Fingel played on his phone with a broad smile, having canceled the fixed-time betting amount and switched to leverage.

Chu Zihang then started re-downloading the 'Night Watchers Discussion Forum' because there had been too many rumors circulating on the forum before, and Xia Mi liked to check his phone. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he simply deleted the app.

A sliver of dazzling sunlight shone in from outside, and Lu Mingfei squinted slightly.

A light appeared ahead of the train, and a few seconds later, the CC1000 express train emerged from the towering redwoods, crossed a straight, long bridge, and began its journey across the vast lake. The lake's surface was crystal clear, rippling slightly in the breeze, with trout occasionally leaping out of the water.

Although it is a lake, it is called the 'Fairy Sea', which comes from the lake fairy in Celtic mythology who gave King Arthur the broken steel sword.

Beyond the lake lies a vast expanse of flowers, the Annabella Flower Fields, a symbol of Illinois.

Wildflowers bloom in vast swathes across the open land, pale pink and yellow blossoms clustered together. An orange windmill slowly turns atop a distant hilltop clock tower, and a gentle breeze stirs up petals, which, like an underwater current, sweep across the sunlit blue sky.

As CC1000 sounded its horn, it began to slow down, because it could see two stretches of sea, and Kassel College Station was in sight. The ancient, secluded campus was located on the hillside opposite the city.

From this point on, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a slight tremor.

He sensed a massive 'array' enveloping the entire mountainous region, as if it were suppressing his 'spirit' and preventing him from communicating with the elements that roamed throughout the world...

"Tsk."

Lu Mingfei shook his head uncomfortably, breaking free from the invisible restraints.

This feeling is similar to when I first went to the Göttingen family's ancestral homeland, but the focus is different.

Undoubtedly, with the Fairy Sea and Annabella Flower Sea as the boundary, this area is already the territory of Kassel College.

Noticing his slight frown, Guderian quickly explained:
“Ahem, Mingfei, once you enter the academy grounds, you will enter an area controlled by the ‘Night Watchman.’ His ‘rules’ will suppress the students’ power of words. After all, we are a formal educational institution, and we cannot allow our young people to become wild horses on the plains.”

"Who are the Night Watchmen?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“Vice Principal, Professor Flamel.”

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but glance at Fingel, who was still happily playing on his phone, and nodded slightly:

"Well, that's understandable."

He leaned close to the car window, carefully examining each section of track around him. This seemed to be a 'new' alchemical matrix, not stored in the memories of the original Nicholas Flamel.

With his perspective, it wasn't hard for him to see that every section of the surrounding track was part of this enormous alchemical array.

From the edge of the Sea of ​​Trees, connecting the Fairy Sea and the Annabella Flower Sea, lies a massive alchemical matrix. The shapes of the trees and the layout of the flowerbeds are all part of the matrix. With the lake as its 'eye,' it forms a defensive line around the academy, encompassing effects such as sensory interference, visual illusions, and mental suppression... It's even self-circulating?
Lu Mingfei was slightly surprised, as it was completely different from the defense matrix driven by 'Star Antimony' in the Gaotinggen tribe.

However, there should be a core matrix hidden inside... I'll have to visit it sometime.

He did indeed intend to conduct academic research on this trip, and it must be said that this alchemical matrix, which restricts the power of words on a large scale, is quite applicable.

I just tried it out, and the suppression effect of this matrix is ​​most likely equivalent to Genji's 'Royal Power'.

Ordinary mixed-race individuals have no chance against them.

Dealing with those monsters and demons will basically solve 80% of the problems.

A Cadillac "Army One" was already waiting on the platform. It's a White House standard vehicle, known for its top-notch bulletproof and security features. Professor Guderian jumped out from behind, carrying Lu Mingfei's suitcase.

"Mingfei, you'll be staying at... the professor's apartment for the next couple of days? It's nice there, I'll help you arrange it."

The old professor probably misunderstood, or perhaps he's resorting to any means necessary to obtain his tenure as a professor.

Clearly, Lu Mingfei is far more outstanding than Guderian had anticipated. With his current level, he could graduate on the spot simply by enrolling and registering, and there's even an element of political achievement involved.

The old professor naturally didn't mind giving his star pupil more opportunities.

However, Lu Mingfei shook his head: "No need, I'll just stay with my senior brother, his dorm is empty, isn't it?"

Guderian was clearly taken aback, scratching his graying hair: "Huh? Are you sure you want to be with Fingel..."

Fingel grinned widely, then froze.

"...I mean Chu Zihang."

"Huh?" Guderian was taken aback again, then immediately realized.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. A decent person couldn't possibly live under the same roof as a three-faced agent.

How dangerous!

Chu Zihang nodded in agreement.

This was a decision the two had made long ago. Chu Zihang had never had a roommate before, and since the two knew each other well, it would be safer for them to live together for two days.

“That works too,” Guderian said hesitantly.

The best arrangement was for Lu Mingfei to stay in the student dormitory, followed by the guesthouse... Although Lu Mingfei has now offered to stay in the student dormitory, it is not what was expected.

However, Guderian probably really wanted to take this opportunity to secure his tenure as a professor.

"It's not a big problem. You can go put your luggage away first. I'll go talk to the principal."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Lu Mingfei said with thanks.

Watching Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei jump into 'Army One' in a harmonious manner,

Fingel looked suspicious, a lewd smile playing on his lips, and silently picked up his phone again...

……

Dormitory Area 1, Room 414.

It wasn't exactly the same as what the previous exchange students had described; in fact, it was completely unrelated.

In the descriptions of those guys, Kassel College is a European-style castle complex, and even the dormitories are comparable to the Beverly Hills celebrity district in Hollywood, with a whole row of handsome men and beautiful women walking in—the key point is that Kassel College's dormitories are co-ed, with male and female dormitories in the same building but different rooms.

This is completely different from the traditional school dormitories, which are divided into 'Qianyuan', 'Jingyuan', and 'Yanyuan', with men and women separated.

Lu Mingfei naturally intended to give a thorough critique of this kind of overly trendy Western thought.

But when we arrived, we found that there wasn't a single soul in the largest dormitory area.

Oh my god! What happened to the beautiful scene of upperclassmen and underclassmen coming downstairs every day with their long, wet hair and yawning? What happened to the sporty, sunny, and open-minded people with all kinds of fur, including golden, black, and white ones?

Not all of them are homebodies!

squeak-

The door opened, and Lu Mingfei, with an upright and incorruptible expression, followed Chu Zihang into the empty dormitory room.

Just like the campus's emphasis on Chinese language, the dormitory's decoration is also in a standard Chinese style, with four-person rooms featuring beds on the left and desks on the right.

"Bed number one is mine, you can choose any of the four beds from number two to four." Chu Zihang put down his luggage.

"Oh, okay."

Lu Mingfei casually placed his luggage next to the table corresponding to bed number four; it contained some clothes. Professor Guderian said that someone would be sent over a full set of bedding later.

Chu Zihang opened his luggage and began packing his clothes.

There were quite a few clothes, including some thick ones, as if they were preparing for winter.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei asked:

"By the way, senior, are you planning to stay at Kassel College this time? Not going back to China?"

"Yes, I came back," Chu Zihang said.

"Oh." Lu Mingfei nodded. He naturally preferred that Chu Zihang return to China with him. Old Tang had been developing quite well recently, and he felt that he could give his senior brother a surprise in a while. Maybe he could even teach Chu Zihang how to use the Monarch Flame, and teach him a thing or two while he was at it...

The main problem is that the admission requirements are too outrageous.

It has a kind of beauty in that it can just grab a penalty fee and run away at any time.

Chu Zihang quickly tidied up and said, "I have a club activity later, so you might have to go see the principal yourself."

"What kind of event?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

“It’s… a festival for all students,” Chu Zihang said hesitantly.

woo-

Just then, a piercing alarm suddenly blared across the sky, echoing throughout the campus like a howling, rampaging ghost.

Lu Mingfei was shocked; Chu Zihang's instantly grim expression clearly indicated that the situation was not good.

"I rely on?"

Lu Mingfei's voice was somewhat eerie as he said, "I just got here and we're already under air attack? The Dragon Clan is attacking? Are you sure this isn't a case of using someone else to do your dirty work?"

The sudden air raid siren made it hard for him not to associate it with conspiracy theories.

Damn, thank goodness I had a backup plan.

War is inevitable!
Chu Zihang silently twitched the corner of his mouth:

"No, this is the holiday I was talking about for all students."

"A day of freedom."

Looking at Chu Zihang's expression, Lu Mingfei sensed something ominous: "What does that have to do with me?"

"In principle... no."

(End of this chapter)