Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Fingel couldn't escape in the end.

The reason is simple: the food has been served.

Under the restaurant's arched dome were long, narrow tables, and everyone sat around them.

When Lu Mingfei saw the table, he thought to himself that it was just perfect, and all that was missing was someone sitting in the middle and saying something like, "One of you has betrayed me."

Anyway, it still had an aristocratic atmosphere, and the dishes were also aristocratic, such as roasted pork knuckle and mashed potatoes. Fingel couldn't leave because he was responsible for the important task of being the table leader.

My specific job is just to pass the dishes around... um, that's all.

Looking at the dishes, Lu Mingfei was actually quite looking forward to it. Drinking and eating meat—the meat was there, all that was missing was...

"Why is it always the same German meal for freshmen's welcome lunch? I've had it eight times already."

"Because you're the only one who repeated a grade eight times?"

Seeing Fingel chatting with the waiter, Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and then complained. Fingel immediately turned to look at Lu Mingfei, his eyes filled with the sadness of being betrayed.

"Junior, I'm advocating for our freshmen to have access to other dishes. Which side are you on?"

"But I think the roast pork knuckle and mashed potatoes are quite good, waiter! Do you have any wine?"

Seeing Lu Mingfei raise his hand, the waiter smiled, shook his head, and spoke.

"It's a pity we don't have that, but we can make some adjustments, like pork knuckle and two servings of mashed potatoes, or two servings of sauerkraut. It's a school tradition."

"Alright! Senior! I support you! We should raise banners and start the rebellion against outdated traditions right now, all for the benefit of the freshmen! As an S-rank student, I will not shirk my duty!"

Lu Mingfei stood up and began his speech. Just as he mentioned that he was an S-level person, a waiter suddenly took out a jar of wine from under the food cart.

"Oh! You're Lu Mingfei, a freshman? The cafeteria specially stocked this kind of wine on Professor Guderian's recommendation. Professor Guderian even said that the first jar of wine you drink every day will be on his tab."

"I think tradition is fine too, senior. You can't ask for too much, or you'll seem greedy."

Lu Mingfei, who sat down at lightning speed, looked at the jar of wine with great interest and couldn't help but sigh.

"Professor Guderian is such a kind man, I love him to death."

He lifted the jar of wine and started chugging it down. Looking at his teammate who had betrayed him at lightning speed, Fingel slapped his forehead and finally accepted reality, gnawing on a pork knuckle.

But Lu Mingfei was clearly in a good mood, and he even patted Fingel on the shoulder.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with German food. At least it's not British food or white food. Oh, sorry."

Lu Mingfei apologized to the British beauty sitting next to him, but she waved her hand and said it was okay, no need to apologize for not cursing hard enough, and suggested that he add her contact information so she could teach him how to curse.

After being politely refused by Lu Mingfei, the British beauty ordered a small glass of wine and started gnawing on a pork knuckle in a rather nonchalant manner, as if she had come for the wine.

So, worried that others would ask him for more alcohol, Lu Mingfei continued to chug down his drinks.

Fingel was terrified by the way he drank it, so he bought a jar himself. It actually tasted pretty good, but as he was drinking it, he suddenly wanted to open the window to let in some fresh air, and then he collapsed.

After waking up, I suddenly felt something was wrong, and then I lit a little something, and damn it, this liquor could be set on fire.

He had never actually seen Lu Mingfei drunk, except for that one time on the train when he inexplicably fell asleep. He could only secretly remember this and vow never to drink with Lu Mingfei again.

This group of people had only taken one bite of the roasted pork knuckle, but they had already drunk half of the entire jar of liquor. It was terrifying.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei seemed to sense something and raised his head, and then the restaurant's loudspeaker suddenly sounded.

"Attention, first-year students, the Level 1 course in Magical Mechanical Design, originally scheduled for tomorrow morning, has been cancelled. Professor Rundstedt will send the lecture notes for Chapter 1 to your inboxes via email."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei spoke with some regret.

"I'm really looking forward to this class."

He was curious about how Magic Mechanics compared to the heavy industry of the late Han Dynasty. Back then, in preparation for the Battle of Red Cliffs, Cao Cao built eight thousand warships in three months, which was incredibly impressive.

"He's an exam maniac, he takes attendance every single class... Come to think of it, he must be on a mission."

"They've already started slaying dragons?"

"It's hard to say. Usually, we only find some clues or clues. Encountering a real dragon is a very rare occurrence."

At this point, Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei with great disbelief.

I thought you would be happy to not have to go to class.

"Because I wanted to build something like a motorcycle, you know, in war, cavalry is definitely more important than infantry, but raising horses is too much work, so I could only try to make a motorcycle."

Lu Mingfei crossed his arms and nodded with great conviction.

"And he's handsome?"

Fingel tentatively opened his mouth.

"And he's very handsome!"

Lu Mingfei nodded firmly.

After lunch, Lu Mingfei, carrying a wine jar that was only a quarter full, followed the directions given by the alumni along the way and headed towards the Anbo Pavilion.

That's where Caesar is, the leader of the student council, one of the two giants of the academy. Although the swelling on his head has gone down today and makes his head look smaller, he is still one of the two giants.

Lu Mingfei arrived at the meeting alone, extremely arrogant. After all, other people who come alone carry knives, while he only brought a wine jar.

Anbo Pavilion is a huge villa with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a huge roof covered with bright red tiles, and large granite walls. In short, it's huge.

"That makes sense. Bigger is better, right? The luxury of this building is enough to make people denounce capitalism. It's a pity that the people who live here are supposedly old-fashioned nobles. It's still too feudal."

Lu Mingfei shook his head while muttering nonsense to himself, then reached out and banged on the door, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Caesar!!! I've come to find you!!!! It's me, Lu Mingfei!!!! Someone open the door!!!!"

The Thunderous Roar—that beast Zhang Fei knew this move, which could kill someone with a weaker constitution with a shout. Lu Mingfei tried to practice this move, but the effect was far inferior. However, it should be more than enough to transmit the sound.

Then a red-haired girl darted out from inside, looking annoyed, and said...

"Don't you know these villas have doorbells?! You're kicking the door and yelling; people will think you're trying to cause trouble!!"

Lu Mingfei looked into Nuonuo's eyes with an expression that seemed to Nuonuo like someone with dementia, and then spoke.

Where's the doorbell?

"garrulous!"

Nono pointed at him irritably. Lu Mingfei looked over and saw an intricate rose metal carving with dark silver patterns, one of which was a button that looked like an eye.

Lu Mingfei looked back again.

"I thought it was some kind of artwork, but it's alright. See, I achieved my goal of knocking on the door, so a good result is a good result. Can I go see Caesar?"

"What a load of rubbish... Oh well, he's in there."