Lu Mingfei: What? They're all real!

But then she suddenly realized that she had become a complete fool, something that had kept her restless for days, yet now she was cheered up by a single sentence.

But thinking about it carefully, she seems to have always been like this... She has to admit that she really is an idiot.

"So it seems Chen Wenwen cried for nothing? Her hands were shaking from crying that day," she continued tentatively.

Even the bravest girl will become cowardly in such moments, the most generous girl will become stingy, and girls of all personalities will become clingy.

"It wasn't all for nothing, since I'm going abroad," Lu Mingfei said.

"That's true." Su Xiaoqiang's lips slowly curled up, but at this moment, girls are always greedy, and she still wanted to ask more questions, "Then your senior sister, didn't you always say that you have a red-haired wife or something? She wouldn't happen to be her, would she?"

"No, it really isn't." Lu Mingfei said regretfully; he genuinely felt it was a pity.

Now the things he was worried about seemed to be a long way off.

Now Su Xiaoqiang completely relaxed. She felt that the courage that had been lost in her heart for a long time had returned. Now, the timing, location, and people were all on her side again. Although she had not been able to see her own heart clearly in the three long years, it was not too late now.

But courage is too insignificant in the face of love. After a brief period of joy, she immediately became anxious and insecure again.

She had absolutely no idea what this idiot was thinking...

The girl sighed softly, then, as if afraid he would discover what she was thinking, she quickly added, "I also want to go abroad, but it's so difficult. I've applied to so many schools but haven't received any replies. I guess I don't have a chance."

At this moment, Lu Mingfei felt relieved. Su Xiaoqiang seemed strange no matter how he looked at her today. He almost really thought that the little fairy was secretly in love with him but couldn't get him!

Fortunately, the problem was only with the school application...

He presumptuously patted the girl on the shoulder and earnestly comforted her, saying that such things couldn't be rushed, and that those foreign guys were all heartless bastards. She needed to get a letter of recommendation and have her father donate a building to Stanford.

Su Xiaoqiang responded with "uh-huh" and "ah-ah," but still seemed unmotivated.

She wasn't worried about studying abroad at all. What's so difficult about applying to a school? If she couldn't get into a good one, she could at least get into a less desirable one... That wasn't what she was worried about at all...

If the other person doesn't like her at all, or worse, if they hold a grudge against her for her rude behavior for so long, what will she gain by foolishly rushing over?

She had once glimpsed some otaku discussing "tsundere" online, and she used to laugh at them, thinking that no one was that stupid, that someone who truly liked someone could be so fierce all the time. But now she realized that she was the one who was that kind of fool. How could she have been so foolish for so long!

The girl's mood turned gloomy again, and her head gradually drooped. She now empathized with Lu Mingfei, who used to always have his head down.

Her head was lower and lower until it was almost touching her chest.

“Wa, Wamos.” Lu Mingfei suddenly uttered a strange sound. He looked very anxious, racking his brains to correct his pronunciation, but he just couldn’t get it right.

Su Xiaoqiang paused, then vaguely understood what Lu Mingfei wanted to say. She blinked and tentatively pronounced, "Vamos?"

Vamos is a Spanish and Portuguese word for "cheer up," similar to "Come on" in English.

“Vamos, yes, Vamos, my little goddess, you’re not the type to give up easily. This is nothing. If it doesn’t work, I’ll go ask Guderian for a letter of recommendation. He says he’s incredibly influential, a tenured professor at Harvard. That’s definitely enough.” Lu Mingfei patted his chest, full of righteous indignation.

"Your pronunciation is terrible, I almost couldn't understand you," Su Xiaoqiang grumbled, turning her head to the other side.

But she was secretly overjoyed... He was so concerned about her! He was so thoughtful, and even willing to go to such lengths to comfort her... It's hard to say that there wasn't something more than just friendship between them.

Su Xiaoqiang's mother is Portuguese. She had only mentioned this matter casually once in private, and she didn't expect Lu Mingfei to remember it!

"Where is it rotten? Uncle sometimes watches La Liga, and I often see those footballers saying 'vamos, vamos'!" Lu Mingfei raised his arm, imitating the football stars. "I've heard that Portuguese and Spanish are quite similar, aren't they? Almost the same!"

Lu Mingfei seemed to be born with the ability to make girls happy. It was as if he had been dressing up as a little seal to coax girls since before he was born. He skillfully put on a cheeky look, raised his arms like Tom the cat transformed into a seal, and kept saying comforting and flattering words, which made the girl gradually happy.

Su Xiaoqiang could no longer hide the expression on her face. She turned around and let out a soft hum of joy.

She thought, "He's such a good boy, and it's not too late."

She also raised her hand and gently patted the boy's shoulder beside her.

"I will try my best," she said softly.

She really would try her best to get closer to him... the girl said to herself again.

Chapter 44 Renata

Lu Mingfei was nagged by the girl next to him the entire flight; his ears were practically calloused.

"Okay, okay, I promise, I promise I'll never say that name again. Just believe me, do I look like such an unreliable person?" Lu Mingfei clasped his hands together, begging the girl next to him to stop talking.

"No, I have to tell you again. This is absolutely crucial. You must remember this, or we'll have no choice but to massacre everyone in Kassel."

Xia Mi had been sulking all summer, and she still couldn't forget it. But she couldn't blame Lu Mingfei; it was indeed her own fault for saying something that had disrupted her plans...

However, this cannot be said to be entirely a bad thing. Infiltrating Kassel is an extremely dangerous mission, and now she has an extra "helper"—at least she thinks he is her helper—so that if things are exposed, she will have an extra shield when she runs away.

"Don't exaggerate like that..."

Lu Mingfei was covered in sweat; he felt like he was keeping company with a female serial killer.

Of course, the weather is also very hot; this place is really stuffy.

Chicago's train station was bustling with people and frequent trains. According to Guderian, they would take the CC1000 train to the college, and according to Xia Mi, this train would be dispatched at a special time.

The timing of the scheduling is determined by the student's grade. Xia Mi said that her status as an A-grade student is like that of an empress, like Victoria, the greatest killer among humans. When she arrives here, there should be waiters kneeling on the ground with a red carpet, trembling with fear to greet her, and she cannot even raise her head.

They'd been here almost a whole day, from morning till night, and were nearly jet-lagged, but there hadn't been a single waiter or even a car in sight.

"Your Majesty, have you been deposed?" Lu Mingfei asked quietly.

"It must be your fault!" Xia Mi, feeling guilty for failing to deliver on her boast, shifted the blame to Lu Mingfei. "It must be because your rating is too low, so the academy is ignoring us! A low rating is bad, it'll make you stand out!"

She kicked angrily, venting her anger on the garbage heap by the roadside, but the garbage suddenly let out a scream, and then a homeless-looking guy crawled out from the layers of paper, looking like he was about to be kicked to death.

The girl gasped, shrank back, and ran towards Lu Mingfei. It wasn't so much fear as disgust. She exclaimed that she was really unlucky, how could she encounter a beggar as soon as she arrived in America? She asked Lu Mingfei if he had a dollar to help her atone for her sins.

The man, who had just emerged from the garbage heap, was breathing heavily when his ears twitched. He suddenly realized that the girl was speaking Chinese, and he became excited. He leaped out of the garbage heap and ran towards them, looking disheveled.

The man stretched out his hand and rushed forward, reminding Lu Mingfei of a mini-game called "Invincible Hobo." Apart from his clothes, which were somewhat stylish, this guy looked exactly like a typical vagrant.

However, before Xia Mi could unleash her wickedness and turn around to deliver a whip kick, the man pulled a black card from his pocket. The silver World Tree depicted on it shimmered with a restrained light.

"Are you... a student in Kassel?" Lu Mingfei asked.

The man nodded emphatically, a few tears welling up in his eyes, as if he were a poor soul wandering in a foreign land who had met a relative. He opened his arms as if to embrace Lu Mingfei.

But the girl's whip kick was already out of control.

Like a cannonball fired, the man flew out with a thud.

……

"Thank you, thank you!" The man held the sandwich Lu Mingfei had bought for him, chewing it in large bites, and vaguely introduced himself, completely ignoring the kick that had landed on him.

“Finger, is that right?” Lu Mingfei asked, holding the student ID the man handed him.

"Yes, yes! Brother, you're such a good person!"

Fingel nodded vigorously and tried to touch Lu Mingfei with his greasy, dirty hands. Lu Mingfei recoiled abruptly. For a moment, he didn't want to criticize Xia Mi's violent behavior anymore. He only regretted that he hadn't learned even a single move from her.

Her kick wasn't fast enough or powerful enough!

Xia Mi leaned over Lu Mingfei's shoulder, craning her neck and scrutinizing Fingel and the documents.

“But it says here that you enrolled eight years ago,” she asked like a detective. “Something’s not right.”

“You’ll see when you turn the page. I’ve repeated four years already, and I might be demoted from E to F this year.” Fingel didn’t seem ashamed of what he said. He swallowed the last bite of food and then started struggling with his cola again.

Lu Mingfei whispered in Xia Mi's ear, "If A-rank is the Empress, then what should F-rank be?"

"They are slaves."

"So inhumane? Slavery still exists today!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise.

"If I really become an F-rank, I'd be worse off than a slave. I'd be turning into an animal." Fingel let out a soda burp, patted his stomach lightly, and finally felt satisfied.

He stood up and began to extoll the experience of his senior classmates, saying things like, "Don't underestimate E-level! E-level has its own glory. If you don't do well on your 3E exam, you might even need to ask a former A-level senior for help." Finally, he turned his gaze to the pretty girl and said, "Little sister, you seem to know a bit about Kassel. What level are you?"

“A.” Xia Mi was only willing to grant Mr. Slave one word.

"Holy crap! I'm speechless!"

Fingel leaped into the air, his knees landing solidly on the ground. Lu Mingfei could even hear the sound of metal clashing; this guy was practically begging for mercy.

He no longer doubted what Xia Mi had just said. Even Catherine's Russian grey beasts couldn't take off and kneel down in a second.

"And what about you?" Fingel asked Lu Mingfei cautiously, turning to him.

"I don't know," Lu Mingfei replied with a standard, high-quality answer.

He really didn't know what level he was. He had only vaguely heard about these things from that artificial secretary named Norma, but he hadn't listened carefully. When he was on the phone with Norma, Xia Mi was crying and complaining in his ear the whole time.

"That means your score is very low. Usually, it's explained when students enroll. If it's not mentioned, it means you're at least below E. From now on, just follow your senior."

Fingel suddenly straightened up again, and in the blink of an eye he was standing upright. His 1.9-meter-tall figure was fully displayed in front of Lu Mingfei, and the sense of oppression instantly emanated, as if the rank he mentioned had given him courage and physique.

"Mingfei doesn't even know his own class? That's strange. Logically speaking, Norma shouldn't malfunction."

A loud voice came from the shadows, and an elderly man wearing glasses emerged. He was still as disheveled as Lu Mingfei had seen him before. Today, he was accompanied by a petite girl with platinum blonde hair, which instantly caught Lu Mingfei's attention.

From the moment he first saw the girl, Lu Mingfei kept blinking.

“Renata?” he murmured the name very quietly; he remembered the girl.

Chapter 45 We Don't Need Trash Here

In fact, Lu Mingfei really wanted to wave vigorously and shout out the name he was thinking of to the girl.

But Xia Mi had been nagging him countless times along the way, and now he felt that "speaking out someone's real name in public" was indeed not a good thing.

Not to mention that the images currently swirling in his mind are anything but pleasant.

The cell was pitch black, with only the pale moonlight reflecting off the cold iron bars. His hands were tied together, probably in a straitjacket. He wasn't sure if it was a prison or a mental hospital, or perhaps both. Nurses would often brandish syringes and silver scalpels in front of him, muttering things like "Zero" like devils... that was his code name.

He was tormented by the phantom pain, as if a knife was cutting into his head. Unlike those memories that were obviously from ancient times, these memories, which were much closer and must be from the modern era, were not so clear.

That's not a good story.

The only thing that made him happy was the time he spent with this petite girl. She hadn't changed at all since then; she looked exactly the same as he remembered.

They would whisper secrets in the dark, the girl innocently talking to him about her first period; they would chat while gazing at the endless white plains, and after exchanging gifts, they would promise to become friends; he would bring his pet and the girl to play and make vows, he would study the only flower that could bloom in the polar regions, they would dance in lively dance halls, and they would run together into the life-suppressing snowfields...

"What a beautiful story," Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh. He really wanted to remember more, but his story seemed to end in the snow and ice. In the end, his memories became like a slideshow, flashing one frame after another. He could only recall the pitiful sight of the girl lying in the snow, shivering, and then the crowd that leaped up from the white ground, roaring and charging towards him, and then...

Then he became "Lu Mingfei".

He also felt that he should be more careful.

"Didn't Norma already say back then that, Mingfei, your class is—"

Guderian was beaming today, as if he were on his way to receive his lifetime achievement award. He walked up to Lu Mingfei, patted the boy's shoulder hard, and suddenly realized that the guy standing next to Lu Mingfei was an acquaintance.

Fingel also turned his gaze and met Guderian's eyes.

"Why haven't you dropped out of school yet?" Guderian asked in surprise. "I thought you weren't coming this year."

“Professor, why do you say such hurtful things?” Fingel asked indignantly. “You used to say I was your favorite student.”

“Because you were my only student back then.” Guderian’s indifference was even greater than that of the icy girl standing beside him.

"So he's your student?" Fingel asked, pointing at Lu Mingfei.

“To be precise, they all are.” Guderian instantly adopted a serious demeanor, his back ramrod straight, his voice booming, as if he were commanding troops, his fingers sweeping over the young people around him, like Stalin standing on Red Square.

He said, "These three are all my students, and they are all geniuses who are one in a million. I believe that in our school, there should only be geniuses, and we should never accept trash."

"Are you the senior disciple of Broken Water Flow?!" Fingel retorted angrily, pointing at Xia Mi, but then remembering that she had just introduced herself as an A-level, he hurriedly pointed to another girl, "Is she also a genius?"

"A genuine Grade A." Guderian gave a thumbs up.

"And what about him?" Fingel asked again, pointing to Lu Mingfei.

Guderian's expression suddenly changed, becoming like that of a devout believer. He took a deep breath and then exhaled only one character, "S".

Fingel blinked, then his expression turned solemn. He straightened his disheveled and dirty clothes, and with a resolute air of facing death, turned and walked toward the train tracks.

"Farewell, Brother S. I hope you'll remember me for the rest of your life, and remember Fingel von Frings." He waved like a hero, without looking back.

"Farewell, Trash Brother." Lu Mingfei waved goodbye as well.

"No way! Don't you Chinese believe that Heaven cherishes life? At a time like this, shouldn't you be holding my hand and telling me that everything will be alright, and then stuffing two hamburgers into my hands for a good meal?" Fingel made a sharp turn, pounced on Lu Mingfei, and burst into tears.

"You wanted to die, didn't you?" Lu Mingfei was infected by the cold aura behind him.

"But it's all your fault! I've been trash for so many years, I'm almost becoming hazardous waste. Now suddenly two beautiful young girls have blinded themselves and joined Guderian's camp. My spring was just about to arrive! Just think about it, two innocent young girls, growing up under the care of their reliable senior brother, how wonderful that is!" Fingel tore at his clothes, like a werewolf about to transform under the full moon.

He sobbed, "But you're here too! You're an S! The only S in all of Kassel is the principal! They'll only interact with you in a friendly way. I, your senior, can only watch from the sidelines. I'll become a real beast in the future! I'd rather not live!"

"Alright, goodbye, Trash Senior Brother." Lu Mingfei waved goodbye indifferently.