Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

Lu Mingfei and Finger kept their eyes and ears open, as if they were avoiding an invisible infrared alarm device, and quietly made their way to the grove behind the dormitory building.

“Don’t let your guard down.” Fingel put his index finger to his lips. “There are quite a few people in this grove.”

“I know,” Lu Mingfei nodded. “Let’s jump up from that terrace. What floor is our room on?”

“On the third floor, there’s a sink over there. I’ll use that to jump up. You go find that terrace. We’ll split up and meet up again upstairs.” Fingel whispered, “No matter how daring those crazy upperclassmen are, they wouldn’t dare to go into the boys’ dormitory. The dorm supervisor won’t let them in.”

"I'll count to three and then we're off. We have to be quick, you know? Ever played Left 3 Dead? Just treat that house as a safe haven. Once we female zombies are inside, they won't be able to bite us!"

“Okay, I’m ready.” Lu Mingfei looked at the terrace.

“3, 2, …” Fingel counted, when suddenly his phone rang.

The sound wasn't loud; it was just the beeping sound of a QQ friend sending you a message. But in the quiet grove, it sounded extremely jarring.

"Damn it! Run!" Fingel dashed out like a rocket.

A dozen pairs of green eyes appeared on the treetops, by the terraces, and in the grass.

"Junior Lu Mingfei, so you've been here all along." A pretty older sister popped out from the side, striking a pose and fidgeting, her fingers constantly twirling the bun of hair by her ear, acting coy.

Lu Mingfei felt a chill run down his spine and immediately rushed out, yelling, "Wait for me! You bastard!"

"Hey, why are you running away! We're not going to eat you!" Dozens of beautiful figures pounced on him.

Fingel's burly body struggled to scale the second-floor wall like a pig, while Lu Mingfei jumped up and landed on the second floor.

The women downstairs watched his dashing leap with even brighter eyes.

Good men are so rare, women must learn to take the initiative.

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Clickbait Title

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and walked into the principal's office.

“You know about Lu Mingfei’s abnormality; we should take him into custody,” the middle-aged man said.

“He’s a good boy, and good boys should grow up freely,” Principal Angers said. “Mans, it was you who delayed the train, wasn’t it?”

"I was initially skeptical of the information and wanted to observe him more closely, but as you can see, his performance during his day of freedom was astonishing."

"But he didn't hurt anyone, did he?"

"You don't consider being unconscious as an injury?"

“Mans, we are descendants of dragon slayers. Ten years ago, Kassel College was a mysterious military fortress. The students trained here were supposed to be disciplined soldiers. To a soldier, this was just a fainting spell during training. Do you remember that defeat ten years ago?” Principal Angers poured a cup of hot tea.

“No one will forget.” The middle-aged man picked up his teacup and took a sip. “The well-trained army was wiped out. After that, the academy opened up and became what it is today.”

"That's because I realized something: in the war against the dragons, what we need isn't an army, but geniuses. Geniuses need a free environment to grow." The principal switched to English: "Somebody."

"Somebody?"

"The one! A peerless genius, a leader, a dragon slayer feared even by the Dragon King! One is enough!" The principal's smile vanished, his cold eyes like sharp blades. "Mans, we are the ones who wield the blade, and those who wield the blade should not be afraid of how sharp the blade in their hands may be."

"So you've decided to stand up for him at the trial in three days?" The middle-aged man put down his teacup. "The school board won't agree with your approach, and neither will I."

“This is Kassel College, and who said I don’t have the support of the board of directors?” Principal Angers smiled meaningfully.

"Suit yourself, Angers. Everything will be decided in the trial. After this trial, we will immediately launch the 'Kuimen' plan. Ye Sheng and Yaqi are ready. They are my top priority. I don't want any accidents to interfere with this important plan."

"The ancient Chinese spoke of the Kui dragon, which refers to a kind of one-legged ancient dragon. If what we think is true, the king of bronze and fire, the noble first species, lies dormant there." The principal said, "I wish you a safe return and good luck at the trial."

......

Lu Mingfei and Finger's dormitory is room 303 in Zone 1, a double room.

"What exactly happened?!" Lu Mingfei asked, sitting on the bed.

His suitcase was placed against the wall, containing a quilt, blankets, pillowcases, toiletries, and an air pressure cooker that his aunt had packed for him.

His suitcase was bulging, and with the souvenirs he bought in Akihabara, it was definitely not light.

“You’ll see when you see it.” Fingel handed the notebook to Lu Mingfei. “Your heroic deeds are being sung throughout the campus, and your headlines are all over the school’s news network and forums.”

"Who will claim the crown of freedom for a day? A masked psychopath knocks out Chu Zihang and brutally attacks Caesar; even the Lionheart Society's ace sniper is helpless? Click for details..."

Inside, there's a large photo of Lu Mingfei, along with his student ID, dormitory number, age, hometown, and all his other information. Finally, in bold, black text, it says: "Single!"

"Who wrote this marriage advertisement?!" Lu Mingfei said angrily.

"Don't rush, take a look at this video." Fingel switched to the forum and pulled up the video posted by "Qualification Acquired," where the comment section was full of comments from female fans.

Comments like "So handsome!", "I'm going to fly away with my baby!", and "I love it!" were flooded with posts from female accounts, all accompanied by waving red hearts.

Lu Mingfei opened the forum with a grim expression.

"Lu Mingfei! That silk scarf is a keepsake from my grandmother! I order you to contact me immediately! (Private message in the upper right corner)"

"Junior Lu Mingfei, this purple silk scarf is a birthday gift from my mother. I can't sleep at night without it. Please, please give it back to me! Contact information: 1-626-2287211, Address: Room 403, 16th District, Height: 170cm, Weight: 48kg, Measurements: 85-58-90, Photo attached..."

"Regarding the abnormal instantaneous explosive force, after working through the night with senior students from the physics department, we have finally calculated the abnormal instantaneous explosive force. The following is the calculation process..."

A barrage of dazzling titles, images of female seniors' white thighs and arms, and numerical symbols dazzled Lu Mingfei's eyes.

“You’re in high demand now.” Fingel carried a bunch of file folders onto his bed. “Your senior brother has really gone to great lengths for your marriage. These documents were all personally reviewed by your senior brother. Take a look and if you think it’s worth pursuing, just let your senior brother know. Your senior brother has arranged the meeting place and itinerary perfectly for you.”

Lu Mingfei opened the top file folder, glanced at it, and then pinched his nose.

"Oh my god! What...what is she doing?!"

In the photo, the senior student with a great figure is wearing a bikini swimsuit, revealing a large part of her fair, soft, and full breasts. Her long legs have a graceful and perfect curve, and she confidently shows off her enviable figure.

“Do you even need to ask? Of course it’s swimming!” Fingel chuckled and whistled. “I think this one is pretty good. She’s a beautiful girl from Russia. She used to be a fashion magazine model, but she had a boyfriend once. It seems like a naive little boy like you wouldn’t be able to accept that. This is advice from someone who’s been there. A ripe peach is sweeter than a green apple.”

“It’s a pity she’s 10 centimeters taller than you. You’d have to stand on tiptoe to kiss her, so it’s really not appropriate.” Fingel chuckled as he opened another file folder: “These are just a small part. Look at the others; there’s a whole bunch that we haven’t brought back yet.”

"Stop! Stop! Where did you get these documents from?!"

“These girls handed their work to me after they finished writing!” Fingel said righteously, “Doing good deeds anonymously, I’m your good brother.”

"How much money did you receive?"

"50 US dollars each."

"Wow, they really are willing to spend that much?" Lu Mingfei carried the file bag onto the table.

"Don't you want to see? So many beautiful women for you to choose from." Fingel leaned against the ladder next to the bed, which was a bunk bed, and he slept on the top bunk.

"I still have to study for that '3E' exam, I don't have time for this, failing it means expulsion." Lu Mingfei sighed, "By the way, when is the exam?"

"You didn't know? The entrance exam for new students is the day after tomorrow."

"What!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed, "Where's the book! Quickly, find me a book!"

"Don't panic, you can pass the exam without studying."

"How is that possible! I've forgotten all my high school knowledge. Even if you gave me a set of junior high school questions, I might not be able to pass!"

"Don't worry, the 3E exam doesn't test math or physics, it tests your mixed-race heritage, you'll definitely be fine."

"Bloodline? How is it tested? Is it a blood test?"

"Of course not, it's painting."

Chapter Sixty-Eight: On the Eve of the Exam

"The 3E exam, correctly spelled as Extraction Evailration Exarn, originally meant a bloodline assessment exam. It was used to determine a student's dragon bloodline. Dragon descendants have a significant resonance with 'dragon script,' and both the Dragon Emperor and Dragon King possess the ability of 'word power,' meaning that within their capabilities, what they say becomes a rule. 'Language' is the tool by which dragons exert their abilities."

Fingel explained to Lu Mingfei in a long, drawn-out manner.

"Some students have a high percentage of dragon blood, but they inherit the 'junk genes' of the dragon race, so their abilities are insufficient. Therefore, they will be downgraded after passing the EEE, and those who are really unqualified will be expelled."

"The test mainly tests your level of resonance with the Dragon Script. The test is very simple. When you enter the test room, they will only give you a blank sheet of paper and a pencil, and will not give you any hints."

"But they will play the recordings of the dragon runes in a very low voice. If you are not paying attention, you will think that it is just a mosquito's hum. But for the descendants of the dragon race, these dragon runes will resonate directly with their spirit and will be exceptionally clear. You just need to draw your spiritual vision according to the sound you hear."

“So, my good brother, what are you afraid of?” Fingel turned on the two desktop computers on the computer desk. “Your physical attributes undoubtedly mean that you have extremely pure dragon blood. Others may not be able to pass the 3E exam, but it’s absolutely impossible for you.”

"Is...that so?" Lu Mingfei touched the Makrov pistol at his waist, took off the wedge and pistol belt and put them on the bed, then sat down in the black swivel chair.

"Come on, let's play a couple of rounds first." Fingel continued to entice Lu Mingfei, "Old Tang was urging us again just now. We'll order takeout tonight, and once the exam starts, you can just go straight there. You don't need to prepare anything; your bloodline will take care of everything for you."

"But what about the trial? The principal said he would back me up, but I have a feeling that I've been having bad luck lately and something unexpected might happen." Lu Mingfei launched the CS game client.

"Don't worry, all the students will cheer you on. I'll hold up a banner for you from the audience. You're a rising star. Professor Manstein doesn't have the right to lock you up. Besides, Principal Angers is the head of the academy. With him around, you're even less likely to get into trouble."

Fingel connected to the voice channel, "Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you, I can hear you! You two are so slow, what are you doing?"

"I was delayed on the way," Lu Mingfei said. "Today was incredibly unlucky; I almost died on the road."

"Hehe, sparrow food, this guy almost got caught by the beautiful lady and suffocated by her breasts."

"Holy crap, what are you guys daydreaming about? Stop talking nonsense, I already said my hands are freezing! Li Erlong, is that right!"

Let's get started!

The three of them started yelling and shouting again.

As dusk fell and the moon climbed into the sky, Lao Tang logged off early, saying he had work to do in the next few days and needed to conserve his energy.

Lu Mingfei and Finger also put down their mice and headphones, preparing to eat.

"Junior brother, can I borrow your student card?" Fingel held out his hand.

"What? Didn't you order takeout?" Lu Mingfei asked suspiciously as he took his student ID card out of his bag and held it in his hand.

“Yes, the academy’s cafeteria offers evening service, which requires our ‘S’ level identification,” Fingel said with a grin.

"Do you need money?" Lu Mingfei asked cautiously. He remembered that Professor Guderian had said that this card could be used as a bank card.

"Of course I need money. There's no reason not to pay for a meal."

"Then why don't you use your student card? Didn't you collect so many registration fees this afternoon? Why don't you pay me back the internet fees you owe?"

“Well…” Fingel rubbed his hands together, pinching a gap between his index finger and thumb. “I owed a lot of money to others before, and they divided up all the money I received, so I only have a little bit left.”

"Look, I collected the registration fees all for you, didn't I?" Fingel said pitifully. "Not only did you not thank me, but you also yelled at me. I'm so wronged, sob sob."

The sight of the burly man acting like a little girl made Lu Mingfei feel nauseous: "Stop, stop, stop! Don't disgust me! Here, take it, make sure the food is good tonight."

"Yes, sir! Xiao Fenzi obeys!"