Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

"Describe what you see in me."

“Dark green skin, and purple spots…it looks like bruises?” Lu Mingfei said hesitantly.

"This is what I look like when I activate my Word of Power. Calm down and lie in bed for a while."

Word of Power: The Bronze Throne will increase the user's muscle density, increase the metal content in the blood, and give the skin a bronze metallic luster.

Of course, bronze is not actually bluish-green, but that's another story.

Fingel reassured Lu Mingfei, hurriedly dressed, and, avoiding the gaze of others, headed towards the vice principal's clock tower.

Lu Mingfei was lying on the bed, and before he could even think about how to use this special ability, he felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed onto the bed.

Inside the tower, Vice Principal Nicholas was admiring this issue's Playboy as usual when Fingel walked in, his face unusually serious.

“Lu Mingfei just used a word of power,” he said in a low voice.

“…, do you know what this means?” The vice principal dropped the magazine in his hand, knocking over a can of beer.

In Kassel, the entire school is enveloped by an alchemical matrix. Using the vice-principal's blood as a catalyst, the alchemical matrix can seal all incantations, which is why he is known as the Night Watchman.

“That means his bloodline is even higher than yours, my good master,” Fingel said with a wry smile. “He’s a pure hybrid, he doesn’t know magic.”

Magic can bypass the vice principal's magic circle, which is why Lu Li is able to use words of power within the school.

“My bloodline level is similar to that of the next generation, even higher than mine, which means…”

“A humanoid Dragon King, or at least very close,” Fingel said with a wry smile. This meant two possibilities: either Lu Mingfei had surpassed all hybrids, or… he was the Dragon King in disguise.

“Let me ask Angers…” The vice principal pulled a cell phone out of the sofa and dialed a number, but to Fingel’s surprise, the vice principal’s expression quickly softened.

“Angers said Lu Mingfei is special, and nothing should be surprising no matter what happens to him.” The vice principal put his phone aside and picked up the magazine again.

"Are you really that at ease?"

“Angers has a blood feud with the dragons, and he’s not worried, so why should I be?” The vice principal, as an alchemy master, has all his skills in alchemy and not much combat ability, so there’s no point in worrying about him.

Meanwhile, inside the principal's office, Ander sat on the sofa, watching Angers give Nicholas a perfunctory response.

"Aren't you going to tell him the truth?" Ander asked.

"No, as logistics personnel, knowing too much is not a good thing. Let's continue talking about the bronze city."

Angers naturally steered the conversation to something more important; he and Anders had anticipated Lu Mingfei's outrageous behavior.

"That damned fake dragon hid its lair underwater, beneath the Yangtze River." Ander frowned. Although he had known the location of Bronze City for a long time, he had not made a move because the geographical conditions were too unfavorable.

“That city, adjacent to the Three Gorges, is buried dozens of meters underwater; we dared not use bombs.”

The city that Ender mentioned was the Bronze City that Norton built, which later sank to the bottom of the water and became an underwater palace.

“Perhaps we can send someone to explore first,” Angers suggested. Unlike in the original story, it is difficult for overseas secret society forces to enter China, and the Chinese government has no intention of exploring.

“That’s too risky. In the end, we’ll only end up like Greenland.” Ander shook his head. If there’s any disturbance at that location, hundreds of millions of residents below will be swept away by the flood.

“I can only suggest exploring the outer perimeter for now. Have you seen the report from China?” Ander pointed to a stack of documents on Angers’s desk, which were reports from relevant Chinese departments.

“One dragon king and six second-generation species, isn’t that a bit… exaggerated?” Angers was somewhat dissatisfied with the report’s exaggeration. He judged that there were at most one or two dragons among them, and at most second-generation species.

"You're always too impulsive. Don't keep thinking about using human lives to fill trenches. Those people aren't you; they can't come back to life after they die."

Ander was a little angry. Angers was self-centered in his dealings with others. He had been killed by a dragon once, and he always wanted other students to repeat his experience in order to find out who was exceptionally talented.

“Alright, but you should know that we need to send some people from the executive department to the excavation of Bronze City, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the board of directors.”

“Alright, a small team, only one person can go into the water.” Ander reluctantly agreed to Angers’ request. After all, the relevant department was nominally subordinate to the executive department, so he still had to give the headquarters some face.

“Don’t worry about that bronze city. It’s inconvenient for us to go into the water, but perhaps we can lure the snake out of its hole,” Ander continued.

"Using the original owner of the Bronze City?" Angers recalled Ander's arrangements at the school and seemed to understand something.

“Yes, think about it, if Norton were dead, I mean really dead, wouldn’t they come out?”

"You want to gamble on the younger brother's feelings for the older brother?" Angers understood. According to the speculation from China, it was very likely that another King of Bronze and Fire was also in that city. He was Norton's younger brother: Constantine.

"I hope they have a strong brotherly bond, so we can lure the younger brother out and then kill him."

"What if he doesn't come out?"

"That's even better. The advantage is on my side. He'd better stay in the background for the rest of his life."

Chapter 143 Human Genetic Engineering

At Angers' suggestion, the Executive Department still sent a small team to China, even if it was just to explore the outskirts of Bronze City, it would still be very meaningful for Kassel at this time.

In recent years, due to the existence of dragon-blooded hybrids, there have been far fewer high-risk hybrid incidents in China. As a result, they have devoted more manpower to dealing with the dragon race.

Near Bronze City, several divisions and elite troops from relevant departments are on standby, waiting for the Dragon King to emerge from Bronze City and deliver a devastating blow.

Considering that the Kassel College squad had injured Norton with a storm torpedo in the original story, Ender had reason to believe that with the nearby troops and the strange magic, they could definitely make Constantine's mission impossible.

"After a while, we can deploy our secret weapon," Ander said with a smile. The so-called secret weapon naturally refers to our beloved protagonist from the original novel, Lu Mingfei.

“So you need to find him a girlfriend quickly, otherwise the story won’t go well,” Ander continued, as he had always considered this matter very important.

"Just to make him act like a human being," Angers slammed his fist on the table, for as a bachelor, love and mating were synonymous in his dictionary, "you've gone to such lengths to find him a woman?"

“This is important. If he really is a human, those pseudo-dragons, you know, they don’t need to reproduce, it’s terrifying.”

"So I think that through lust or love, we might be able to awaken that part of him that is human."

“But he was very resistant,” Ander said, looking down with some disappointment. “I even doubted whether he could lift it.”

While it is inappropriate to discuss the physiological issues of juniors in the principal's office, in a sense, it concerns the future of humanity.

“He seems to have feelings for Chen Motong.” Angers had been watching Lu Mingfei’s every move since he entered the school, including the light in his eyes when he looked at Chen Motong.

“That girl has a problem,” Ander shook his head. “You can’t imagine how crazy her father was. He slept with thousands of women all over the world, fathered more than a hundred children, most of whom had all sorts of problems. In the end, he only left forty-seven children.”

“He’s even more of a player than Pompeii, a stud among studs.” Ander slumped on the sofa, shaking his hand erratically. “That girl is definitely a product of human genetic engineering, for some terrible purpose.”

"Human genetic engineering?" Angers heard a term that was hard to understand.

“It’s a term I came up with myself to describe achieving effects similar to genetic engineering through mating.” Ander waved his hand and continued, “So I’ll be on guard against her until I get the results of my investigation.”

“Well, it seems our secret weapon is still a long way from being fully developed.” Angers shrugged, picked up another roll of documents and started revising them. Recently, the equipment department had split into two factions: the explosives faction and the kinetic energy faction, who were arguing endlessly over research funding. Angers was having a real headache about this.

Meanwhile, Lu Mingfei, who was lying unconscious on the bed, had been taken to the infirmary by Finger. After examination, the doctor found that he was just overworked and would be fine after sleeping a little longer.

"What? He's awakened?" Susie had just finished distributing supplies when she found Lu Mingfei being taken to the infirmary. She quickly found Fingel to ask him what was going on.

"Yes, it seems to be a recollection of summer camp from back then." Fingel had already returned to his dormitory and was sitting on his bed, embellishing the events of the day and posting them on the Night Watchers forum to get some traffic.

"So, do you Chinese really let kids play musical chairs with bombs?" Fingel poked his head out. He was still very interested in this matter, after all, criticism of the loose education system in schools always had a lot of support.

“It was just a game, the bombs weren’t real.” Susie recalled, brushing her hair. “That game was too stressful, and many kids were directly stimulated to awaken their dragon blood, and they never played it again.”

"You too?" Fingel was even more excited. This kind of gossip was definitely the news department's favorite. He had already thought of the headline: Shocking! How China actually trains hybrids like this? Just how far behind is Kassel College?

"Me too, but Lu Mingfei probably wasn't awake at the time. He threw the bomb into the water and then passed out." Susie recalled the scene, and had to admit that what happened back then was quite exciting.

"Looking back now, he's actually had an epiphany. This guy's reaction time is pretty slow." Fingel rubbed his head and started typing furiously on the computer. After what happened today, he could at least post three news articles on the forum.

In the evening, Lu Mingfei woke up in an unfamiliar bed, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, feeling that his body was so unfamiliar. He turned his head and saw an unfamiliar doctor standing in front of him.

"You're awake," the doctor said, his long, slender fingers looking perfect for surgery. "Get up now that you're awake."

"Doctor, my body?" Lu Mingfei felt his body was very heavy and wanted to fall asleep again.

"You're just exhausted. You've slept enough," the doctor said coldly, shoving him off the bed. "Go back to sleep if you want to. These hospital beds aren't for sleeping."

Lu Mingfei dragged himself back to his dormitory.

When he pushed open the door, Fingel pounced on him and pulled him into the dormitory.

“My dear junior brother,” Fingel handed the notebook to Lu Mingfei, “you’re absolutely famous now.”

Lu Mingfei looked at the posts on the forum:

Shocking! This is how S-rank individuals are trained.

What makes you fall short of an S-class vehicle? You'll understand after reading these points.

This school is a mystery to me. Why has education in Kassel failed?

Our frontline reporters reveal the secrets of S-rank Word Power...

“Brother, these…” Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel and suddenly realized that this guy was indeed not simple.

“That’s right, it’s me!” Fingel didn’t mince words and told the truth without a care.

“Your popularity has now surpassed that of Valkyrie, making you the number one freshman. Thank me!” Fingel hugged Lu Mingfei and opened a post where everyone was discussing just how strong Lu Mingfei would be.

"Valkyrie?" Lu Mingfei heard a familiar name. "Who is that?"

"That petite girl, the ultimate victor of the day of freedom." Fingel's words reminded Lu Mingfei of the girl who made him feel inferior; the image of her holding an AK was indeed unforgettable.

“Everyone calls her Valkyrie, after all, she’s a female warrior,” Fingel remarked, then suddenly changed the subject, “By the way, junior, about that Word of Power you mentioned…”

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei asked. "What's the problem?"

"No, it's just best not to use it at school. The school has an alchemical array that can restrict the power of words. If you force it, it might end up like today."

Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly. He didn't want to faint again; it was better to use this kind of thing sparingly.

Chapter 144 Military Training

Under the scorching sun, the boys and girls in military uniforms stood motionless on the playground.

This is the university's initiation ceremony, using military training to help students quickly integrate and teach them what real university life is like.

To many freshmen, military training is nothing more than a torturous and outdated thing, but for students in Kassel, it can quickly close the gap between them and their classmates.

Kassel's military training was modeled after China because Angers believed that Kassel's executive branch should be an idealistic force, not mercenaries who fight for money and women.

However, the initial drill training was not easy for the students, especially those from the United States.

Kassel University's student body can be roughly divided into three categories: some are European families who are close to the Secret Service, some are Chinese students sent abroad by the Chinese government, and the last are American natives, including Texas rednecks who were forced to attend university by Sheriff Henley at gunpoint.

Ever since Ender and Henkel "made a deal" back then, our American mixed-race boss, Texas cowboy Sheriff Henkel, has had an extra task every year: to go to various farms with a pistol and force their children to go to school.

For example, Sam Brown, who is standing next to Lu Mingfei now, has a family that owns a beautiful, secluded farm in the American Midwest. In that place, the Brown family, who possess the power of mixed-race individuals, are the true kings.

In Sam Brown's view, going to school was a complete waste of time; the knowledge passed down in his family was more than enough to train him into an excellent warrior or an excellent ruler.