Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

Yuan Zhinv didn't know the answer; all she knew was that this time, her little monster would definitely not become a sacrifice again.

A noisy chorus of laughter drifted from afar; the students had finished eating and were preparing to leave. Lu Mingfei, however, remained at the very back, standing out from the crowd.

As Nono watched that scene, she seemed to have thought of something. A complex emotion flashed in her dark red eyes. This girl, who was always laughing and joking and never seemed to be thinking about anything, suddenly became very silent.

Yuan Zhinü noticed something was wrong and glanced at her.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Genji felt a wave of sadness washing over her.

The red-haired witch seems to be sad.

Chapter 113 Young hero, is that you?!

Lu Mingfei's plan to apply to study abroad was revealed by his younger cousin, Lu Mingze. At the time, it was told as a joke, and so it really became a joke in the eyes of others.

However, Lu Mingfei didn't think anything was wrong, because he also felt that with his grades, unless those American schools were blind, they definitely wouldn't consider him, which was quite ridiculous.

The idea of ​​going abroad was suggested by his aunt on a whim. She forced Lu Mingfei to fill out the application forms and generously paid several tens of dollars in application fees for each college.

The aunt had her own plans. Of all Lu Mingfei's subjects, only English was decent. When he took the TOEFL with the English fanatic in his class, he got lucky and scored pretty well.

With his grades, it would be difficult for him to get into a good school. These days, it's popular to skip the exam and go abroad. He could apply and maybe get lucky again and get an acceptance letter from an American university. That would be a fair return on the money Lu Mingfei's parents sent him.

In addition, Auntie had her own "little plan." Although Lu Mingze's grades were better than Lu Mingfei's, they were not top-notch, and he would not be able to get into a good school either. If he could give up the exam and go abroad, it would be a very prestigious thing.

However, going to university is a lifelong matter, and her aunt couldn't bear to let Lu Mingze take the risk. After thinking it over, she decided to let Lu Mingfei try first.

As the saying goes, "The most difficult roads are those that are paved by the brave with their firm feet." Lu Mingfei could have been brave enough to give it a try. Even if he failed, it wouldn't matter. It would just mean that the road was blocked. Lu Mingfei could have postponed his college entrance exam by a year and taken the exam with his cousin.

However, the arduous road is clearly not something that can be paved with courage alone. The road is full of stones that can cause one to twist one's ankle. Lu Mingfei has already received more than a dozen replies, with all sorts of rejections, but without exception, they all end with "We regret to inform you that you have not been admitted."

My aunt spent several hundred dollars on the application fee, only to be disappointed by the Americans time and time again. She was heartbroken and felt like she had been ripped off.

Lu Mingfei remained calm and composed, his mind as still as a meditating monk. However, he managed to put on a slightly sad expression when he received the rejection letter in order to match his aunt's dejection.

Until he received this inexplicable letter.

At first, Lu Mingfei thought it was just another ordinary rejection letter, because there was only a thin piece of paper in the envelope.

Admission letters usually come with a thick stack of forms and informational materials, but thanking you for your application and expressing regret that you were not admitted only requires a single printed sheet.

Lu Mingfei read the letter over and over again, until he almost couldn't read it anymore, before he finally realized that it wasn't a rejection but an invitation to an interview.

The school that invited him is Kassel College, a private university in the United States, which is said to be an affiliated school of the University of Chicago and has extensive academic exchanges.

Lu Mingfei searched on his phone and found that there was indeed such a school, which seemed to be a prestigious private school. The student records and other information were all in order, and the envelope did indeed have a postmark from Illinois, USA.

So here's the biggest question: why did this school even choose him? Is it really not some kind of prank?

Before he could react, the security guard tossed him another package and a slip of paper: "Sign here, it was sent with the envelope."

Lu Mingfei signed the document in a daze, and then emptied a cell phone out of the package.

The N96 phone was completely black, with more than half of its battery still remaining. The folder contained only one contact: the interviewer he was asked to contact on the envelope.

—Professor Guderian.

……

When Professor Guderian arrived at the hotel, he saw the girls doing their own things, without disturbing each other.

The red-haired little witch was engrossed in playing games on her computer. The screen was filled with various game effects, making her delicate face look colorful and vibrant, like a hardcore gamer.

Meanwhile, the other legendary S-class freshman sat not far away, quietly wiping his knife.

This was the first time Guderian had seen this S-class, but he had seen her videos before. Whether she was cutting off axles or slicing down a dragon, she was very impressive and not to be underestimated.

But whether it was just his imagination or not, Guderian felt that the long knife in the girl's hand seemed darker in color than in the video, exuding a chilling aura and a strong smell of blood, making people hesitate to approach.

The girl was simply sitting there quietly, yet she exuded a strong sense of danger, as if she could suddenly attack and hurt someone at any moment if she held that weapon in her hand.

No one knew that in the blink of an eye, that bloody weapon would have already slashed down on their body. The oppressive feeling was so strong that Guderian didn't dare to step into the house for a moment.

Hearing the noise, the two girls looked up at him at the same time. Nono took the initiative to speak: "Professor, you've finally arrived."

Genji nodded to him as a greeting.

Guderian wiped the cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead without him noticing, hesitated for a moment, and then went inside: "The interview is this afternoon, it wouldn't be appropriate if I didn't come soon."

Nono shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, you won't show up for the interview, so it's okay to be late. There's nothing wrong with it."

“I want to see that kid beforehand.” Guderian’s face lit up with anticipation. “He must be incredibly talented; he could be the next S-class!”

Finally, he looked at Genji with a very expectant gaze, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Guderian could hardly imagine how prestigious it would be to have an S-class student like Kazama Ruri. Which professor at the school wouldn't envy Schneider now, with both of his students being exceptionally talented?

In the professors' private gatherings, Schneider boasted about it countless times, both openly and secretly. If he weren't the head of the executive department, he probably would have been sacked long ago. Guderian was incredibly envious.

Yuan Zhinü and Nuonuo sensed his expectation and both fell into an eerie silence.

However, Guderian was still unaware of the seriousness of the situation. He asked curiously, "Why aren't you saying anything? Have you seen the child these past few days? How's your observation going?"

"This..." Nono thought for a while, and finally spoke tactfully: "Professor, you'll know when you see him. He may not be the same as you imagine."

"Well, I'm really looking forward to it." Guderian rubbed his hands together, looking impatient. "Have you thought about the interview questions yet?"

Nono didn't speak this time, but subconsciously looked at Yuan Zhinv. The two of them were the main interviewers; Guderian didn't show up.

As for what questions to ask, they haven't really discussed it yet.

Noticing their gazes, Genji finally spoke, her voice flat and devoid of emotion: "It's just a formality anyway, does it really matter what questions we ask?"

Guderian choked. This interview was indeed just a formality. Apart from Lu Mingfei, everyone else was just there as an extra.

But saying it so bluntly is still a bit awkward.

However, he thought again that since she said that, she must have her reasons. Even if he didn't understand, he could just listen to her.

Guderian nodded and said, "Alright, then you can improvise."

After saying that, he looked at Nuonuo and instructed her, "You can't just do whatever you want, you have to cooperate with Liuli."

This was clearly because they knew Nuonuo's quirky and mischievous personality and were afraid she would suddenly act up and ruin things again.

Nono stuck out her tongue and made a face: "Okay, okay."

……

When Lu Mingfei found the hotel, he hesitated at the entrance for a long time, not daring to go in.

This is the most luxurious hotel in the city, a global chain, five-star.

Lu Mingfei knew about this hotel because his uncle loved to drink tea and chat with friends in the lobby, constantly asking the waiters to refill his tea until it turned into plain water. This way, it didn't cost much, and he could still enjoy the superiority of world-class service.

But Lu Mingfei had never been inside the glass doors of this hotel before. At this moment, he stared with his bloodshot eyes from staying up all night, looking left and right.

After confirming several times that this was the place, he hesitated before walking in. Immediately, a waiter approached him with a smile and asked, "Are you here for an interview at Kassel College? Please follow me."

Then he was led by a beautiful woman in a skirt suit and 10-centimeter high heels to the conference hall outside the executive floor, where he saw his acquaintances.

Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang, Zhao Menghua, and Liu Miaomiao were all there. There were also some people I had seen before but couldn't recall their names, and some I had never seen before.

"Lu Mingfei?" Everyone who knew him exclaimed in surprise, as if his appearance at this occasion was a very strange thing.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed. He waved the letter in his hand, grinned, and said, "I'm here for...an interview too."

He quickly and sheepishly sat down in the last chair, filling out the forms while his eyes darted around.

The situation looked terrible. Everyone came prepared and they were all formidable opponents. He was the only one who seemed like an outsider, completely out of place with everyone else.

However, he didn't think he could pass, and began to let his mind wander, cautiously stealing glances at Chen Wenwen, who was obviously dressed up deliberately.

Chen Wenwen looks really good today. She's wearing a carefully chosen dress and a pearl hair clip, just like one of those British aristocrats on TV.

Everyone was nervous. One student after another was called in, but they quickly came out, looking dejected or even bewildered. Clearly, the interviews were not going well.

Only Lu Mingfei remained very calm; he even had the appetite to eat the milk and bread delivered by the hotel.

When only a few people remained, an impatient girl's voice came from inside the room: "Let's all have noodles together."

Another girl hesitated: "Wouldn't this be a little inappropriate?"

However, she didn't hesitate for long and quickly compromised. She stepped forward and said to the remaining people, "Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen, Zhao Menghua, the three of you come together."

She was a very beautiful girl with rare dark red hair and bright red eyes. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but take a second look, while Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua exchanged glances, seemingly a little nervous.

Compared to them, Lu Mingfei was far too relaxed, but when he walked into the conference room and saw the girl sitting inside, he suddenly froze.

The conference room was empty. Only a girl with black hair and black eyes sat around the large conference table that could seat dozens of people. She was exquisite and beautiful, but her expression was somewhat cold, giving off a strong sense of distance.

But the moment Lu Mingfei saw her face clearly, he exclaimed, "Young hero, it's you?"

The sound came abruptly, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to him. Only then did Lu Mingfei realize that he had lost his composure and subconsciously swallowed.

But he had a quirk: the more nervous he got, the more likely he was to say something inappropriate. With so many people watching, he instinctively blurted out, "Um, the brick you threw after that fight, I still have it with me..."

Nono: "?"

Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen: "..."

It seems that something terrible has been discovered.

Chapter 114 Yes, I was just messing with you.

As soon as Lu Mingfei spoke, he knew he had said the wrong thing again.

The previously relaxed atmosphere instantly turned extremely strange, and the entire conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's expression was strange, especially Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua, who looked at Lu Mingfei as if they had seen some kind of monster.

On the contrary, the pretty red-haired girl had a thoughtful expression on her face, as if she had noticed something.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the girl who always sits in the conference room with a blank expression.

She appeared so calm, even somewhat indifferent, as if she hadn't heard Lu Mingfei's words. She glanced at everyone and said, "Sit."

Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua exchanged a glance and sat down somewhat awkwardly. Lu Mingfei, though a little confused, wisely chose to remain silent.

On the way here, Lu Mingfei had searched for Kassel College online. According to the information available online, it is said to be a prestigious school, with many Harvard professors transferring there to teach.

He didn't know Kassel, but he had heard of Harvard. It was said that Harvard only admitted a few undergraduates from China each year, so the chances of this stroke of luck falling on his head were indeed extremely slim.

Without any expectations, Lu Mingfei acted completely like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.