Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

The instructor roared again:

"Did you understand?!"

After a summer of training, the children reflexively shouted:

"I understand!"

"Okay, now let's line up in a circle around this pool."

On the other side of the watchtower, Ander stood side by side with Colonel Su, and Ander held up his binoculars to watch Lu Mingfei and the others who were queuing up.

"You guys really know how to play, passing a bomb to test your courage."

Colonel Su stood ramrod straight, looked at his daughter, and nodded.

"Mr. Lu, this format is an excellent experience we learned from foreign countries, and it is generally used for the training of special forces."

Through the binoculars, Ander watched Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze. The chubby boy's face clearly showed the words "from the heart," while Lu Mingfei looked calm, but his legs were actually shaking uncontrollably.

These two children were at the back of the line. If the bomb was passed in the correct order, they would be the last two to receive it, and also the two most in danger.

At the beginning of the summer camp, there was a shady spot at the back of the line. Lu Mingze pulled Lu Mingfei to the back of the line just to cool off a bit.

Now, the chubby Lu Mingze is filled with regret. If he had known this would happen, he should have been the first to step forward.

"Is everyone lined up? Let's begin."

The coach's powerful voice rang in Lu Mingfei's ears again, and he felt as if he were floating in the clouds, while Lu Mingze's body next to him became blurry.

He saw a glimmer of light, which must have been the instructor's lighter that ignited the explosive. His thoughts drifted elsewhere, until he saw the flame fall to his right.

"one!"

That was Susie's voice. This girl had always been at the top of the team, and her performance in training was no worse than that of the boys.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at Susie on his right. In his blurry vision, he saw two golden flames burning in Susie's pupils.

"It seems your daughter has awakened."

On the watchtower, Ander held up his binoculars and looked at Susie, whose eyes had turned golden.

Colonel Su, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment. He didn't care about anything else and grabbed the binoculars from Ander's hand and shoved them in his face.

"Golden Eyes, it seems that this kind of training is still too much pressure on children."

If Ander hadn't emphasized giving Lu Mingfei some special treatment, Colonel Su certainly wouldn't have included this courage-building program in the summer camp. It was just a coincidence. I wonder how many of the little dragons below could actually activate their dragon blood under pressure.

"It's better to activate it sooner, so I can learn more magic."

Ander comforted her, saying that Susie was a dragon-blooded hybrid, and awakening earlier would make it easier for her to feel the magic power brought by her bloodline, and she would also have a higher talent for magic.

While Ander and Colonel Su were chatting and laughing on the watchtower, Lu Mingfei below was having a much harder time.

"fifteen!"

The explosives had been passed halfway and were getting closer and closer to Lu Mingfei. He felt his heart beating rapidly, each beat becoming so distinct.

He felt his fingertips were icy cold, and the image of himself being blown into a bloody flower by a bomb kept popping into his mind. He also thought of the big crater he had created by operating the mortar, and wondered if he would become a clump of dust in the crater.

His chest throbbed with pain, and his temples bulged. In Lu Mingfei's vision, the eyes of the children he trained with were blazing with fire. They looked at him with an arrogant gaze, like dragons looking down on their prey.

The instructor frowned. This training session was originally added on short notice, but the results were unexpectedly good. Through the passing of the bombs, these little hybrids seemed to have broken through some kind of limit and awakened one after another.

Twenty-five!

Twenty-six!

The deadly bomb has returned once again, and Lu Mingfei can already see the sparks on the fuse.

"Twenty-seven!"

They were one step closer. Lu Mingfei was breathing heavily, determined to throw the bomb into the puddle as soon as he got his hands on it.

"Twenty-eight!"

Finally, if Lu Mingze gives himself the bomb, this absurd game can end.

Lu Mingfei looked at his cousin next to him. Lu Mingze's face was frighteningly pale, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

He was the only ordinary person among them, and if it weren't for Ander's guarantee, he wouldn't have been able to participate in this summer camp at all.

The unconscious dragon might emanating from those awakened hybrids made Lu Mingze even more nervous; he was almost crushed by that tangible pressure.

The explosives were handed to him, and he tried to hand them over, but found that his hand was already stiff and he couldn't even move it.

Lu Mingze's hesitation made Lu Mingfei's situation worse. He watched helplessly as the fuse of the explosive burned down to the last bit. Was today his death day?

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes in despair; it was too late. But the explosion he had anticipated never happened.

He opened his eyes and found that everything had stopped: his companions, his instructors, the grass swaying in the wind, and the birds flying across the sky.

Lu Mingfei, who had just graduated from elementary school, was so frightened by the bizarre sight that he sat on the ground and began to sob softly. His soft sobs quickly turned into crying and shouting.

In this bizarre and fantastical scene, Lu Mingfei appeared remarkably lonely.

"It's alright, brother."

Someone pulled him into their arms. Lu Mingfei didn't see the person's face, but he instinctively felt a warm connection, as if they were connected by blood. He cried unrestrainedly in that warm embrace, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Zero put Lu Mingfei down, walked to Lu Mingze's side, glanced at Lu Mingze who had taken over his brother's position with disdain, took the explosives from Lu Mingze's hand and threw them into the puddle, and then disappeared.

When Lu Mingfei woke up again, Lu Mingze was lying on the hospital bed, his chubby face full of worry.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was awake, he rushed over and hugged him without hesitation.

"Brother, from now on you're my real brother."

Later, Lu Mingfei learned that he had snatched the explosives from Lu Mingze and thrown them while lying down in one smooth motion. In Lu Mingze's words, he was even cooler than a martial arts star in a movie.

The instructor told him that only the fuse of the explosive was real, and an air cannon was set up in the water pit to simulate an explosion. Just as he said, it was all just a test of courage.

The golden pupils he saw and the warm embrace he felt were etched in little Lu Mingfei's heart, like a summer dream.

"I am worthy of being Lu Lincheng's son."

Colonel Sue swore on the watchtower, a rare occurrence for him, and Ander nodded in satisfaction.

"This is a child who can go crazy occasionally."

The encounter between the dump truck and Odin

Chapter Ninety-One: Praising Bahamut, *slurp*

The sweltering summer heat, with its high humidity and intense temperatures, made most people in Minzhou feel drowsy.

It is 11 a.m. A man walks nervously toward his destination in the shadow cast by the roadside trees.

"Hopefully it will be of some use."

Chu Tianjiao prayed silently in his heart. He had been transferred to the second line for some time now. As a dragon-blooded hybrid, the bloodlines of true dragons and pseudo-dragons clashed within him.

Unfortunately, for Chu Tianjiao, the bloodline of the pseudo-dragon was far superior to that of the true dragon within him, which gave him powerful incantations and made him unable to resist Odin's memory erasure.

However, as an outstanding commissioner of the relevant department, Chu Tianjiao was unwilling to step down to the second line. He was only in his thirties. He could work until he was a hundred years old, like Principal Angers, or at least for another thirty years.

So someone pointed him in the right direction: "Use the gods to fight the gods."

A few years ago, a sect called the Bronze Dragon Chat Club, also known as the Bahamut Cult, suddenly appeared in relevant departments in China. It is said that there is a real god behind it.

However, most of the followers were mixed-race individuals with strong bloodlines and a high degree of dragonification. Chu Tianjiao had never been in contact with them before. In order to return to the front line, Chu Tianjiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

After being introduced by several people, Chu Tianjiao finally obtained information about this sect. They held ceremonies every weekend at noon in a special canteen of the relevant department.

The relevant department has a relatively large headquarters in Minzhou, but Chu Tianjiao is assigned to a police station and may not even go there once a year. Right now, he is standing outside the department's canteen, hesitating.

For someone who grew up in China, these strange religions usually appear on fraud propaganda boards, warning passersby not to believe in cults.

"Captain Chu, you're here."

Chu Tianjiao turned around and saw a young man in his early twenties standing behind him. He recognized the man; he must have been a new commissioner who had joined the relevant department a few years ago.

"Hello."

Chu Tianjiao waved and greeted the young man.

"Is this Captain Chu's first time here? The ceremony is about to begin. We have fresh shrimp today, you're in for a treat."

The young man seemed very talkative and pulled Chu Tianjiao inside.

Chu Tianjiao gritted his teeth and walked into the cafeteria. The young man led the way, turning several corners before arriving at a private room in the cafeteria.

"Captain Chu, this is it."

Before coming here, Chu Tianjiao thought a lot about the ritual. He originally thought it would be a group of masked people forming a circle and performing a bizarre dance on a strange magic circle.

Or perhaps it's a room stained with blood, where a man and a woman lie naked together, engaging in some indescribable act.

But when the young man opened the door, Chu Tianjiao saw seven or eight people sitting around a round table. On the glass turntable on the table were three or four dishes, and a plate of bright red boiled shrimp was particularly eye-catching.

A group of people were cracking sunflower seeds and chatting about everyday life when a middle-aged man in his forties saw the young man who had just entered. He got off his chair, raised his hand, and greeted him.

"Xiao Liu, you've finally arrived. This must be Captain Chu. He's young and promising, very young and promising. Please have a seat."

Chu Tianjiao was truly baffled. What was supposed to be a mysterious religion and divine power seemed more like a casual dinner party among friends.

The young man named Xiao Liu took out a piece of paper and several magnetic stickers from his pocket, and used the magnetic stickers to stick the paper to a blackboard in the private room. Below the blackboard was a table with an incense burner on it.

"Come, Captain Chu, offer incense to the Platinum Dragon God."

Xiao Liu took three incense sticks and handed them to Chu Tianjiao, asking him to stick them in the incense burner.

"Should we kowtow?"

"We don't stand on these rules here, please do as you please."

Chu Tianjiao stared at the A4 sheet of paper pasted on the blackboard, which featured a dragon head emblem and below it, a passage of text in bold Song typeface:

"God said: The Deadpool will kill every one he sees."

Most importantly, this thing is printed out, and not even in color; it's blatantly superficial.

To be honest, this kind of thing wouldn't fool anyone; it's on the list of the world's dumbest scammers.