A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 287 Senior Sister's Legs
Rustling.

"Huh? What's that noise?" Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wearily. He had just started to feel sleepy and hadn't completely fallen asleep when he was woken up by the noise outside.

"Ha~" Yawning, rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lu Mingfei crawled out of his sleeping bag, slightly unzipped the tent, and poked his head out to observe.

Thanks to those blood streaks, the mosquitoes and poisonous creatures on the entire island were swept away, allowing Lu Mingfei to set up camp and rest in the wild. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to fall asleep peacefully on such a deserted island without being disturbed by poisonous insects.

We should also thank the blood vessels, which drained the trees, allowing them to easily smash them and clear a flat area to set up camp.

The night sky, like a piece of dark velvet, gently enveloped the island in the Pacific Ocean. The rhythm of the waves lapping the shore in the distance was deep and constant, like a hypnotic rhythm of nature itself. Lu Mingfei relied on this sound to fall asleep every night.

Lu Mingfei turned his head. Outside the three or five orange-yellow single tents, the campfire had already burned dark red, with a few sparks occasionally popping up, then suddenly rising into the air and disappearing into the darkness.

There were also two student council members standing guard nearby, in case of any accidents.

On this deserted island, it's difficult to see anything by moonlight or starlight alone. Lu Mingfei even had to rely on a campfire to barely make out that Caesar was leading fully armed student council members out late at night.

The noise that had just woken him was the sound of everyone putting on their gear and leaving the camp.

Are you out hunting dragons again?

Lu Mingfei sighed. He couldn't help at all, and... he glanced back and saw that although it was a single tent, the blonde, emotionless girl Zero was sleeping soundly right next to his sleeping bag.

Lu Mingfei was also puzzled as to why Ling insisted on sharing a tent with him. This made the student council members in the camp look at him like he was a pervert.

It was as if everyone was silently saying, "Is this the privilege of S-class? Coming out on such a dangerous mission as defeating the Black King, they still have the leisure to enjoy beauties."

Please, Lu Mingfei felt wronged; he really hadn't done anything!

Moreover, it was Ling who took it upon herself to insist on staying in his tent; it wasn't him who invited her. Lu Mingfei only hoped that snow would fall in June to prove his innocence.

"Lu Mingfei? Aren't you asleep yet?"

"!" Lu Mingfei was startled by the voice from the side. He instinctively pulled his head back, and his ears scraped against the tent zipper, hurting him. Then Lu Mingfei realized that the voice sounded very familiar.

"Senior Sister Nuonuo?"

"Hmm, it's me."

Lu Mingfei chuckled awkwardly as he poked his head out of the tent again, only to see Chen Motong's legs beside him: "I was just about to go to sleep, I was feeling groggy and didn't recognize you at first. Senior Sister, aren't you going dragon hunting with us?"

“I’m not going.” Chen Motong knew what Lu Mingfei was asking. Ever since the West Asian mixed-race families and the Pharaoh’s Council were completely wiped out, all the forces were forced to change their minds.

They no longer thought about a quick victory, after all, they would suffer heavy losses after fighting the dragons. What would they use to fight the seven third-generation dragons and the next generation of dragon servants?

The only way to preserve our fighting strength is to find opportunities and use various means to lure out lone dragons, quickly surround and kill them, and gradually devour the group of dragons.

Two weeks have passed since they landed on the island. In order to slay the dragon, they set up camp 12 kilometers from the shore to monitor the dragon's movements.

Once they discover that a dragon has been attracted by their traps and is alone, the hybrids can set off quickly without wasting too much time on the road.

This is why frontline combat personnel cannot return by boat and must camp and live on uninhabited islands.

Caesar had just stayed up late at night and led his men out to find a lone fifth-generation beast. He immediately led his men to the area, intending to surround and kill the fifth-generation beast.

Chen Motong answered the question first, and then slowly explained the reason: "If I have irregular sleep for a long time, it will be bad for my skin."

From Lu Mingfei's side, all he could see was a pair of long legs sticking out of the tent next to him. He could only see the legs, not the person. It seemed that Chen Motong was leaning against something, with his upper body inside the tent.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously recalled the experience of admiring the moon with his senior sister Nuonuo on the roof of the cafeteria in Kassel during the Chinese New Year: "Yes, yes, going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Mingfei wanted to slap himself. Was he a primary school student? How could he say such awful things?

Under the moonlit flowers, in the still of the night, men and women were chatting in their respective tents. Why would he say such awful things that ruin the atmosphere?
"Moreover," Chen Motong could tell from Lu Mingfei's tone, even without being face-to-face, that he understood Lu Mingfei's mindset: "Seeing you so relaxed, I really can't muster the energy to hunt dragons."

"Why not go to sleep?"

"That's right, Senior Sister Nuonuo, you should slack off when it's time to slack off." It was easy to tell from his tone that Lu Mingfei was quite happy.

Finally, he wasn't the only one slacking off anymore. If Senior Sister Nuonuo also joined the slacking-off army, Lu Mingfei's guilt would definitely be much lighter.

Caesar had initially invited Lu Mingfei to hunt dragons together, but Lu Mingfei shook his head and refused, saying that he was a useless person who could not help his boss at all and would only be a burden.

Lu Mingfei vividly remembered Caesar's gaze at that time; it was an extremely strange and helpless look. So Lu Mingfei was assigned to be the camp cook, responsible for boiling water and reheating Kassel pre-made meals every day so that the student council members could fill their stomachs—that was considered fulfilling his task.

Naturally, Lu Mingfei felt bad about this. He felt that everyone else was trying to save the world, while he was just wasting his time. He felt different and out of place, and he felt very guilty.

Despite feeling guilty, Lu Mingfei, for the sake of his own life, still dared not go out with the team to hunt dragons.

Lu Mingfei could even comfort himself by saying that he was weak and incompetent, and that going out with them would only cause trouble.

What if something dramatic happens, like him getting into danger and Caesar having to come to his rescue? Wouldn't that be harming both himself and others?

So there's nothing wrong with staying at the student council camp without any worries.

Although Lu Mingfei was able to stay in the camp, he couldn't stop feeling lonely. It was a loneliness that came from being separated from everyone and having no one to share it with.

If Zero hadn't been by his side at all times, Lu Mingfei might have had to muster up the courage to go dragon hunting with Caesar.

Seeing that Chen Motong was also involved, Lu Mingfei finally felt a sense of relief that he was not alone: ​​"If you ask me, Boss Caesar should also take a good rest for a day."

"Going out to observe all the time without getting enough rest and physical strength can easily lead to accidents."

Chen Motong changed her posture, crossing her legs. Her legs looked exceptionally fair under the moonlight and campfire, attracting Lu Mingfei's attention.

Her calves, as beautiful as frost and as radiant as the moon, exuded a soft and alluring charm. Those long legs, neither too plump nor too thin, stretched above the knees but were hidden by her skirt: "Who told Chu Zihang and Fingel to successfully slay the dragon a few days ago?"

"This spurred Caesar into action, and he started throwing food and dragon blood materials into the inner circle of the island every day, trying to kill a dragon and prove that he was no less capable than Chu Zihang and Fingel."

"Caesar, he has a very strong sense of pride and has been trying to find ways to compete with Chu Zihang."

Last week, Chu Zihang led the Lionheart Society and the elite of the Executive Department to kill a fourth-generation species. Three days ago, Fingel used the 'Word Alchemy' and relied on the blessing of various Words to also kill a fourth-generation species.

The news boosted morale, and all sides began to set up traps more actively to lure dragons into being alone, then quickly kill them and retreat, continuously reducing the number of dragons.

Each time the dragons are killed, the dragons and immortals that arrive afterward seem to be restricted by the Black King and cannot leave the inner circle of the island; they can only stay in their fixed territories to guard them.

While looking at his senior sister's legs, Lu Mingfei recalled the intelligence he had gathered over the past two weeks. Something was wrong!
That's the woman the boss is pursuing. How can the underling keep staring at her legs?

Lu Mingfei quickly looked away and gazed up at the bright moon: "Both of you senior brothers are unparalleled experts."

He casually uttered a few words to cover up his guilty conscience for secretly glancing at Senior Sister Nuonuo's legs.

Actually, he wasn't wrong. His two senior brothers, one a cold-blooded killer and the other a repeat student, were more like S-class than him, an S-class.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei realized he had misspoke, as if he was implying that Caesar wasn't fierce enough: "But Boss Caesar is also very powerful. Given the opportunity, I believe he can definitely slay a dragon."

Chen Motong chuckled and said, "You should save those words for when you go and tell Caesar yourself."

"Don't worry, I know Caesar well. He won't have any problem with you not wanting to hunt dragons."

"Phew." Although he didn't know why, Lu Mingfei always felt that his mood would inexplicably calm down every time he chatted with Chen Motong, which was quite magical.

Taking advantage of this peace and long-lost sense of relaxation, Lu Mingfei didn't chat for long, thinking he should go to sleep early: "I'm a little sleepy, goodnight, Senior Sister Nuonuo."

"Good night."

Listening to the sound of the tent zipper being pulled up, Chen Motong lay down, stretched his legs out wide, enjoying the night breeze, and waited silently.

She didn't care about the effects of staying up late on her skin. She stayed here partly to help Fingel and keep an eye on Lu Mingfei, to see when the mysterious figure behind Lu Mingfei would reappear.
On the other hand, it was because of Chen Motong's little selfish motive. Ever since she summarized the rules for playing the role of a dream walker, she would occasionally sneak into Lu Mingfei's dream.

I will only be a spectator, and my only responsibility is to record; I will not make any changes or modifications.

Thanks to Lu Mingfei's high status, she was able to digest the Dream Walker's potion very quickly.

Now she just had to wait for Lu Mingfei to fall asleep and dream so she could sneak in and take a quick look around.

Chen Motong wanted to be promoted quickly and hoped to help Mr. Fool as soon as possible, just like Mr. Mistake did.

Because Mr. Fool needs to carefully observe the River of Fate, the Gray Fog Gathering will be temporarily suspended for about six months, which makes Chen Motong, who is used to meeting once a week, quite uncomfortable.

Phew, Chen Motong gave herself a reassurance to calm down. Just bear with it. These six months are a good time to secretly develop. When the time comes, she will successfully advance to Sequence 4 and amaze all the members.

(End of this chapter)