Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

Chapter 100 Xia Mi's Declaration of Victory (Part 1)

"Let me see what kind of freshman this is?"

Seeing that she was avoiding the topic of what had just happened, Susie understood that it must be something she didn't want to recall, so she didn't press the matter.

"Hmm, scroll down, scroll down."

Susie looked at the message on Chen Motong's phone and tapped the screen with her index finger: "She applied with the top three overall scores in all assessments after entering the preparatory class, and with that score—passing is a certainty."

She had attended a preparatory course in Beijing and knew the process very well. As long as she didn't do too badly in the interview, she should have no problem skipping a grade.

"It doesn't matter, I'll take them all. There will be a whole bunch of junior students." Chen Motong said confidently, seemingly having completely forgotten what had just happened.

Susie chuckled, a hint of excitement creeping into her heart. Not the excitement of recruiting new members, but the excitement of recruiting new members for the club. As one of the largest clubs in Kassel, the Lionheart Club needed fresh blood, and this year's freshmen were of a high caliber.

Judging from the partial list of admitted students, this may be the highest quality freshman class in recent years. It is easy to imagine that the Lionheart Club and the Student Union will have a fierce battle to recruit them.

Since she was sent on a mission to the Executive Department, Chu Zihang, the current president of the Lionheart Society, has basically become a hands-off manager. She, as the "regent," handles all the affairs of the society and is happy to promote the Lionheart Society.

The Lionheart Society was once a true "society that unleashed the lion's heart," a genuine gathering of dragon slayers. It was founded in the early 20th century by eight members of the Secret Society, including Menek Cassel, and every member of the Lionheart Society today wants to restore its former glory.

Because of its long history and renowned reputation, the Lionheart Society has always been attractive to newcomers.

For example, this year, Abdullah Abbas had already asked a friend to submit a membership application to the Lionheart Society before even enrolling in school.

The next afternoon.

BJ, as the bus pulled out of the station, Xia Mi, awakened by the summer breeze, felt like she was about to die.

She was dozing off while holding a schoolbag with a picture of Haruhi Suzumiya, a pink Hello Kitty keychain hanging from her lap, and a pink and white suitcase next to her feet.

Outside the car window, two rows of greenery receded into the distance. The wind was a bit warm, and she yawned, wanting to change her uncomfortable lying position.

She was afraid to fall asleep, terrified by her bizarre dreams.

Just now, she was awakened by a nightmare once again.

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Lately, her dreams have been getting more and more outrageous.

She couldn't remember the content or see the characters in the first dream, but in the second dream yesterday, she only remembered a white figure and a black figure in the sky. She couldn't remember any of the specific details of the dream.

The second dream was a very normal dream for her—Xia Mi rarely dreams, but the content is basically the same. She had some dreams where she became Hela and challenged those beings who were once superior to monarchs.

The third dream I had while dozing off today was a bit problematic. It was a vivid daydream—both a beautiful dream and a nightmare.

For dragons, dreams are related to prophecy, and the higher the bloodline, the more they can sense the trajectory of fate, but today's dream is definitely just a daydream.

She dreamt that she was in a mythical city that had fallen, with the seawater isolated from the city.

The city is full of collapsed ruins, with the occasional well-preserved bronze building. The buildings have two completely different styles, ancient and modern, and some of the windows are decorated with seaweed curtains.

A crimson river flows through the city, and in the center stands a towering bronze pillar, its surface covered with dragon script written in blood.

Thick chains were wrapped around the bronze pillar, and the ends of the chains were not empty. Hanging there was a huge skeleton, with a pair of white wing bones stained red and spread out to the sides, like a moth nailed to a specimen board.

The skeleton's owner had a drooping head, his chest cavity torn open by some desperate violence, and his spine broken in the middle.

A great figure stands beside the bronze pillar, painting a theatrical mask on the skeleton's face.

After admiring his masterpiece, the man turned to her and greeted her with a smile. Xia Mi recalled that smile and felt a chill run down her spine.

Then the art style inside became even more bizarre.

The great figure kept spouting platitudes to comfort her, saying that the princess among the kings of the earth and mountains was his strongest bloodline, and therefore he would appoint her as the crown princess.

Then the scene shifts, and she inexplicably finds herself ruling the world in the center of this underwater city.

His temple name was "Mi", which became known as "Longmi Sect", and he was the third Black King.

Damn it, when did our dragon race ever start talking like this? Xia Mi now feels like she has endless complaints when she recalls it.

Can't you respect common sense? A temple name is a posthumous title given to the late emperor after his death. Does that mean she died right after she ascended the throne? It feels like they're trying to find a scapegoat!

"Be cautious in solitude and guard your integrity; be virtuous in dealing with things; be simple and frugal; be self-disciplined and devoted to public service; support the emperor; have a clear understanding of the big picture." The great figure in the dream introduced while clapping, and even set off nine hand-twisted fireworks to celebrate the birth of the new king.

"What nonsense is this? Am I dead?" As the memory ended, Xia Mi grabbed her hair and tugged at it haphazardly, trying to confirm that she was still alive on Earth, while also suppressing the vague unease in her heart.

The Dragon Clan doesn't have a "Crown Princess" at all; someone's "Crown Prince" title is just self-proclaimed. The ending of the dream is less about her reigning over the world and more about her becoming a new sacrifice; that somewhat human-like coronation was just someone else's twisted sense of humor.

In the worldview of the dragon race, there is never any tenderness between their own kind; when they meet, there are only swords and blood. Old friends reunite through bloodshed.

"I won't stay up all night watching palace dramas anymore," Xia Mi vowed to herself. She tapped her face hard with her finger, creating dimples on her fair skin.

She opened her phone to let others know she was safe. She was now heading back to the coastal town where she had lived for several years. Recent frequent dreams were making her uneasy, and there were still some clues in that city that she wanted to go back and investigate.

"Private Xia Mi, reporting to Commander Xi Yang!"

"I have already set off to return to my alma mater."

My new best friend, "The Marks of Sunset," invited me to an internet cafe to play video games, saying she'd provide me with a nutritional drink and a family bucket meal.

Although we've only known each other for less than a day, as alumni of the same school, we can at least be considered to know each other well. Most importantly, we've found kindred spirits in each other's humble circumstances, and as fellow students, we don't need to worry too much.

Free lunches have to be cool and stylish; hopefully, we can squeeze some money out of this wealthy sister.

When the bus arrived at the station, Xia Mi got off the bus with her backpack and pink and white suitcase. She took out her flip phone and quickly typed a message.

"Bestie, bestie, I still have about seven hours of driving time."

"Are you really going to order a family bucket?"

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The QQ avatar on the other end is grayed out, indicating that the person is not currently online.