Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

Chapter 135 I Want Them All

Lu Mingfei sat on the box, watching the girl load the red-tipped bullets into the magazine. The combination of the petite girl and the cold gun created a strange kind of beauty.

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, but in this situation, he just wanted to sit there and relax.

When...when...when.

A bell rang out, signaling the battle had reached its climax, with only two people remaining standing there.

Just now, Beowulf, the student council member, launched a suicidal attack, wiping out the student council and the Lionheart Society who were huddled together with a grenade.

This was a tacit agreement: to allow the two champions to complete their final duel, the student council and Lionheart Society members fell to the ground, using their own bodies to complete the final battle's backdrop.

"Oh dear, I need to hurry up, my mom's calling me home for dinner."

Caesar smiled. It was the bell from the chapel behind the school, signaling the start of the evening Mass. Gulweg was in the kitchen making tomato and basil pasta, waiting for everyone to gather and pray for Bahamut.

Chu Zihang nodded in agreement. He also had important matters to attend to tonight, and he was equally pressed for time.

"It seems we're both in trouble, so let's settle this with one decisive blow."

Caesar and Chu Zihang stared at each other, both knowing that the next move would be the end of everything.

"I learned this trick from Mr. Ander."

Chu Zihang suddenly became more talkative, holding the knife in one hand and moving the tip of the blade slowly.

Caesar cautiously and slowly approached Chu Zihang. He knew Ander's strength; having received guidance from that person, Chu Zihang's next move was bound to be extraordinary. He had to strike first.

Closer, closer...

Caesar suddenly sprang up, his hammer slamming diagonally downwards towards Chu Zihang's shoulder. By now, the two were close enough that Chu Zihang had no choice but to take the blow head-on.

Boom!

Caesar felt something strike his chest, and his vision suddenly blurred. In the last second before he lost consciousness, he saw Chu Zihang holding a pistol in his left hand and his expressionless face.

"Brass Dragon Unrestricted Combat Technique, Pistol Style".

It seems that Chu Zihang did learn some useful things, such as that firearms are always more useful than cold weapons.

"Sorry, Grandma wants to see Susie tonight, I need to go change my clothes quickly."

Grandma is Chu Jie, who lives at Kassel College. Tonight, she personally prepared a delicious meal, wanting to meet the younger generation of the Chu family and his young girlfriend.

Chu Tong and Chu Feng had already quietly slipped away to help. Chu Zihang looked at Caesar, who was lying on the ground, and a smile appeared on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Snapped!

Chu Zihang felt as if he had been hit on the head, and something wet flowed down his scalp.

After a dizzying moment, Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Society, collapsed on the grass.

Unfortunately, Chu Zihang didn't learn the more useful parts of the Brass Dragon Unrestricted Combat Technique, such as: it's best to launch a long-range attack from outside the target's line of sight.

Lu Mingfei stared in disbelief as Zero, with his standard tactical maneuver, blew Chu Zihang's head apart with a single shot. A burst of red blood mist erupted, and the former legend of Shilan Middle School fell to the ground.

"One day of freedom is over, one day of freedom is over."

A mechanical female voice came over the loudspeaker, and a team of medical personnel ran out of a nearby Rococo-style building, carrying syringes, and injected drugs into the students who had fallen to the ground.

"You lost. The Lionheart Society didn't win, and neither did the Student Council."

Looking down at the chaotic scene below, Ander patted Angers on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

Neither he nor Angers expected that in the end, the battle between the Lionheart and the student council would be won by a little girl.

"It seems that this year's freshmen are of very high caliber."

Angers looked down at the blonde, blue-eyed girl. Her appearance seemed familiar, which made Angers fall into deep thought.

"Anyway, it's not bad. I'm going back now. You know how Lu Li has been lately..."

Ander waved to Angers, and with a loud bang, Ander reappeared in the dragon's lair.

Inside the dragon's lair was a soft, large bed. Lu Li lay on the bed, her face covered in brass-colored scales.

As Lu Li grew, the White King bloodline within her gradually strengthened, and the Brass Dragon bloodline she obtained in her mother's womb was no longer enough to suppress the White King bloodline within her.

To ensure she wouldn't cross that line and become Deadpool, Ender, drawing on his years of research at Kassel College, opted for conservative treatment for Luli's condition.

Using his own dragon blood as a catalyst, through periodic injections, Luli's body is slowly transformed into a dragon descendant.

This method is less likely to stimulate the White King's bloodline and is safer than the original method, but the disadvantage is that it takes longer.

Now, Lu Li has entered the final stage of transformation. Her body has entered a dormant state, but her bloodline continues to grow.

When she wakes up, she will be even stronger. Ander spent most of the year by her side until two months ago when her condition improved, and then he returned to China to complete Lu Mingfei's enrollment.

"Sleep well, my little dragon. When you wake up, you will be even stronger."

Ander estimated that Lu Li would wake up in about ten days. Once Lu Mingfei finished his military training, he could give her a surprise and let her meet the brother who had only existed on paper in the past.

Meanwhile, Lu Mingfei watched in a daze as the corpses on the ground got up under the influence of the drug, chatting and laughing, and left one after another. He felt that what had happened today was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Frigga bullets are just tranquilizer darts."

A person with long blond hair stood in front of him and explained what had just happened.

"I am Caesar. I heard from Chu Zihang that you are the new generation of the Lu family?"

Lu Mingfei nodded, puzzled, looking at the man in front of him dressed in pirate clothes with his chest exposed.

"Interested in joining the student council? I'll protect you from now on."

Caesar speaks fluent Chinese, with a slightly thuggish tone. He knows that as a loser, it's unlikely he can recruit Zero, who has just shone brightly, so he sets his sights on Lu Mingfei.

“Lu Shanyan is a member of the first generation of the Lionheart Society, Caesar, don’t try to take him from us.”

A crisp voice interrupted their conversation. A hand was placed on Lu Mingfei's shoulder. Lu Mingfei turned around and saw a short-haired girl smiling and greeting him.

"Mingfei, it's been a long time..."

"Su...Susie?"

Looking at this familiar figure, Lu Mingfei recognized the girl who had helped him during military training, even after so many years.

"Aren't you going to recruit that girl?"

Susie's smile faded, and she met Caesar's eyes without fear.

"Only children make choices; we, the Lionheart Society, want them all!"

Chapter 136 Fingel

On a ravaged patch of grass, students huddled together were awakened one by one by the potion. They supported each other, asking who had won the battle, and finally turned their gaze to the girl holding the gun.

"Shooting from the shadows..."

"She's a woman?"

Whispers surrounded Zero from all sides, but she remained calm, ejected the magazine, put the gun aside, picked up her luggage, and walked away amidst the envious and hateful gazes of the crowd.

At that moment, she was like an Arctic poppy blooming on an iceberg, aloof from the world, oblivious to the biting cold winds around her.

Neither Chu Zihang nor Caesar stopped her. A student council member had tried to talk to her, but Zero just stared into his eyes, which made him unable to speak.

"Everyone here, come over and register your student ID number. We'll start volunteer work tomorrow."

"You've ruined the principal's favorite lawn. Starting tomorrow, all of you come over here and work together to repair it."

A stern voice swept by, abruptly ending the chatter. The students, who had been so imposing just moments before, drooped their heads like cats that had fallen into water, reluctantly walking up to a bald old man and giving him their student ID numbers.

The group surrounding Lu Mingfei dispersed and lined up to register their student ID numbers. Running away was pointless; the school already knew everything. Registering their student ID numbers was just a formality to give them a little more punishment.

"Using alchemical bullets, destroying lawns, and intentionally injuring people..."

"I've said it countless times, you are not allowed to use the alchemical weapons in the ice cellar for even a day, not even Friga bullets."

Caesar quietly took a few steps back and loudly recited:

"%ap;..."

"Caesar, what are you shouting?" Bald Professor Manstein turned to look at Caesar, who was lagging behind.

"nothing."

With a hearty smile on his face, Caesar, unseen by Manstein, channeled a peculiar energy into several of the most severely injured students, causing the bruises on their faces to fade.

The Mass Healing Mantra, a third-circle spell, can restore a certain amount of health to six creatures, making it quite useful in emergencies.

Caesar quietly intervened among the students, casting a healing spell on the student council members and restoring them to their previous state.

Manstein, who was registering earlier, was surprised to find that there seemed to be more wounded members of the Lionheart Society than the student council, and he felt saddened by the decline of this long-established society.

"President, who really won between you and Chu Zihang?"

A student council member asked Caesar a question. Caesar paused for a moment, then exchanged a glance with Chu Zihang.

"I……"

"It's a tie. We've both been hit by bullets."

Caesar was somewhat surprised when he suddenly heard Chu Zihang's voice in his ear.

“You need this more than I do.”

Caesar may have won over the student council members with a financial offensive, but in reality, his seemingly prosperous rule was actually a case of overheated fire, and he was eager to prove himself in a battle.

Since neither the student council nor the Lionheart Society emerged as the ultimate winners of the day of freedom, a draw would benefit both sides.

Being ambushed by a first-year student is very embarrassing; it's best to find someone to share the burden.

"Thanks……"

Caesar nodded to Chu Zihang, then, regaining his composure, addressed the student council members around him:

"This game is a draw."

Both sides were somewhat disappointed, but then they thought that if they could invite that new student to join their side, wouldn't that be considered a victory for their side?

And so, amidst the students' whispers, another game called the Battle to Win People began.

Lu Mingfei, standing at the back of the line, was somewhat at a loss. He wanted to leave directly like the girl named Ling, but he was also afraid that he hadn't registered his student number and would be marked badly by the teacher right after enrolling. He was feeling uneasy.