In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

Don't assume that these two issues are unimportant just because most clubs have a Dragon-type Magical Spirit.

In fact, even among the committee members present, let alone instructing others, very few could say they could "stablely refine" dragon-type magical spirits, let alone when they tried to refine them themselves.

Not to mention, for these senior students, the many fledglings present could only be "dolls" - their main force should be magic cards of energy level four to eight that have undergone one upgrade.

Converted to the age range of a dragon, it should be from a young dragon to an adult dragon.

However, this "ascension" process is actually quite "dangerous"—especially when they need to consistently exhibit the symbolism of a "dragon." Countless people have gone astray while ascensioning their fledglings, turning them into high-level dragon beasts...

In short, creating a magic card by sheer luck, or successfully refining a magic card, is a different concept from consistently reproducing and successfully repeating experiments—a point that many students working in laboratories may find very relatable.

However, these two questions were topics for the upperclassmen present, and Lu Mingfei and Asmon couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Asmon's dragon lich was actually formed from the first transmutation material provided by his family.

As for Lu Mingfei, he didn't even have experience in cultivating dragons—he figured that Jing Shu, a second-generation species, shouldn't be the same type as the dragons here—

So, amidst the murmurs of the crowd, the two of them could only move back and forth between the various discussion groups, occasionally doing small tasks like passing papers, exchanging pens, serving tea, and pouring water, until the salon officially began, at which point they were finally freed from these trivial matters.

Then, without prior arrangement, the two of them walked to the corner of the hall.

"Hmm... Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger?" Asmon rubbed his temples, choosing to start the conversation with an old joke.

"Pagoda suppresses the river demon." Lu Mingfei inserted the Azure Blood Frenzy spirit card back into the device.

Some might think that using one's own magic to manifest the spirit card would help cultivate the relationship between the spirit and the summoner, but Lu Mingfei doesn't think so:

Spell power is different from magic power. Magic power carries certain characteristics unique to each person and each mind, but spell power tends to share a commonality among all energies—

Whether it's the expenditure of manpower, the use of ley line energy to condense energy, or the borrowing of faith and deities—in short, magic power is magic power. An evil demon can summon a holy knight, and a summoner using a saint deck or a hero deck can forge a wicked dragon that wreaks havoc on a region.

Perhaps their magic does have its own characteristics and can cultivate relationships, but once it is converted into magical power, it can only be used as fuel.

"Lu Mingfei..." Asmon took two cups of hot cocoa, gave one to Lu Mingfei, and said, "Did you come up with this name? What mods did you use to make so many dragons submit to you?"

"...That's a bloodline ability." Lu Mingfei picked up the hot cocoa.

On Earth, the cardinal monks had made him similar drinks—hot chocolate, hot cocoa, or some other beverage—but after trying them all, Lu Mingfei couldn't discern any 'historical flavor' or 'refined taste' hidden within them.

It's different from Venchi's custom ice cream. At least with Venchi's ice cream, they could say something like "smooth texture," but this sticky, hot drink...

He could only politely decline.

So Lu Mingfei simply held the cocoa in his palm, feeling the warmth it radiated:

"What do you want to say? Don't tell me you just came here to chat." Lu Mingfei tapped his cup, producing a deep and clear voice. "If it's important, just tell me directly. I have other urgent matters to attend to."

Asmon said seriously, "I hope the past is behind us..."

"I hope that in the lower grades' team competition four months from now, we can work together and win the championship!"

Lu Mingfei had no objection. After all, he also wanted that dragon scale.

—He had already obtained a dragon scale from Lu Mingze, but that was a scale from an Earth dragon. Lu Mingfei was quite curious about dragon scales in this world.

Since it's also a dragon scale, could it be used to further enhance Lu Mingfei's bloodline? Even if it's not a bloodline-related material, it could still be used to forge a dragon that truly belongs to Lu Mingfei!

……

What Lu Mingfei said about the important matter was not just polite talk.

—This matter is extremely important:

Jing Shu finally mastered the trick of transferring items through the network, and even developed another system:

The letters from the Mirror of Eternity also have different priorities. For example, the spoils and souvenirs sent by the Charging Knight and the Pot Spirit did not even have a pop-up window on the general network. If Lu Mingfei did not click on the corresponding interface, he could not even see them.

However, the message from Jing Shu "alarmed" the General Network, causing it to pop up an interface in front of Lu Mingfei, displaying the message that had been sent.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei was really startled when this happened during the chat.

The letter didn't contain much; it basically said that she had finished exploring the other world and could return immediately. However, considering that it might be inconvenient for Lu Mingfei, she wrote to inquire, hoping that Lu Mingfei would take the initiative to recall her.

Although she seemed to think that the matter over there was over and that she was safe for at least a considerable period of time, Lu Mingfei still didn't intend to delay any longer.

There's a saying, "Delay breeds trouble." The other world that could give her an upgrade must be extremely dangerous. Who knows what might happen if things drag on for too long?

After leaving the Dragon's Claw Club, Lu Mingfei moved quickly, taking two steps in three and then one step in three, almost running and jumping into his room.

Then, grasping Jing Shu's spirit card, he flicked it with his wrist—

"In the name of Lu Mingfei, I summon!"

Jing Shu emerged from the summoning array, completely different from her usual white dress woven from light gauze and silk—she was now wearing a cold, hard military uniform.

Her sweater-like top had several large pockets, now stuffed full of odds and ends. She also carried a huge backpack, easily as tall as a person, bulging and clearly also full of things.

But her two hands were carefully and solemnly cradling something that resembled a scepter—

The head of the scepter is shaped like a curled-up infant, while the base is a circle with an arrowhead. The infant head is gilded and inlaid with jade, extremely luxurious, but the base is as black as a fire poker…

"What is this? Why did you bring this thing back?"