Lu Mingfei: What? They're all real!

He now fully understands what Lu Mingze said.

Furthermore, he understood a few more things after reciting that dragon script...

"Hey!" The girl exclaimed in surprise, then suddenly squeezed next to him. There was no longer any social distance between them. She bumped his shoulder and whispered, "You didn't learn those pronunciations from someone else, did you? I was a little scared just now!"

She was still very careful, and even though she had confirmed that everyone else was unconscious, she still preferred to use code words.

The code word gives the feeling that "this is a secret that belongs only to her and him".

"Otherwise what?" Lu Mingfei scoffed.

"Hehe~" Xia Mi grinned, "I knew it would be like this."

"Hmph." Lu Mingfei gave a fake laugh in cooperation.

"Can you share more with me? I mean things related to you. I don't even know your real name." She leaned her head closer, almost touching his chin, and didn't stop.

"No."

"mean!"

"Of course I'm stingy! I'm the stingiest person in the whole world!"

"Then I'm even more stingy than you."

"You're not as petty as me; I'm vengeful."

"Then I will repay even the smallest grievance with a gushing spring of blood!"

"That's a bit too generous."

"Isn't that stingy enough?"

"At least a river of blood would be enough to qualify, right?"

That's true.

The girl skipped along happily, slowly leaping across the sleepers, just like when she was a child, watching the girls in her neighborhood play hopscotch from her window. Back then, she hid in the darkness, longing to see them, but only melancholy accompanied her.

But now things are different. She has other people who understand her and can talk about "secrets" with her. She no longer feels lonely because she sees others with friends, and she no longer feels depressed. Hopscotch is just a silly game for human girls, and it's not interesting at all.

Praise be to the Supreme One, the Supreme One is truly wonderful~

Thinking this, she inexplicably turned back to look at the girl lying on his back, expressionless, a disdainful smile flashing across her lips, and a thought that she herself did not know why suddenly popped into her mind.

Just a mere human being.

Chapter 51 If you let it slip, I'll kill you!

Zero awoke from the silence, prepared for this. She knew what was going to happen in an instant; few people in the world knew that person better than she did.

She looked around and realized she was walking on the railway tracks, and it seemed he was carrying her on his back.

The girl's heart was instantly awakened. She quickly opened her eyes wide and confirmed that it was indeed him. He was carrying her slowly along the railway tracks, his steps uneven as he walked across the sleepers. Her body swayed gently, yet she was firmly supported, just as she had years ago. Time had passed, and he had returned, doing the same thing again, carrying her on his back along the tracks once more.

"Hmm..." She tried to move, but could only make a low meowing sound like a kitten.

She did it on purpose.

Although his back was warm and strong, the guy next to him was a bit too conspicuous—too close! And his tone was too familiar! As if you two were some kind of best friend!

Zero couldn't help but make some strange noises.

Xia Mi noticed the girl's movements behind her, took a step back, and gave the excuse she had made up. She had already taken credit once when she was discussing it with him, and now she wanted to do it again.

"Don't worry, we just had a little mishap. He was trying to imitate the Word of Power: Emperor, but perhaps because of his bloodline class, he might have found a more accurate pronunciation, and the resonance effect was a bit too strong, causing everyone to faint." Xia Mi tugged at Lu Mingfei's sleeve and raised her chin. "Is that right?"

She was confident that her story was flawless and would not arouse any further suspicion. The researchers here were too shallow and would be fooled, not to mention that idiot Guderian.

“Yes, that’s right.” Lu Mingfei nodded with amusement, then turned his gaze closer to the girl on his back and repeated the statement.

"Okay, that's right, I've got it." Zero echoed this statement emotionlessly, but her speech was somewhat slow, as if she were a little disappointed.

"Remember this well," Lu Mingfei urged jokingly, shaking the girl on his back, making her heart flutter.

"Okay! I got it." The girl's voice rose a few decibels, and in an instant, all the frost on her face seemed to melt away. Even she was surprised that she could remove such a mask.

Her friends always called her the "three-no girl" (meaning she had no personality, no emotional intelligence, and no outward expression). She admitted that coldness and numbness had long since become part of her soul; her indifference wasn't entirely an act, and she rarely smiled anymore. But now, she felt that the mask stuck to her flesh was about to disappear again.

"Just remember that, don't let it slip, or I'll go on a killing spree," Lu Mingfei said threateningly. "You'll be the first one."

"Hey hey hey—"

Xia Mi bared her teeth and tugged at his shoulder, trying to remind him that killing should only be done as a last resort and not used as a weapon to frighten little girls!

The girl hanging on his back just hummed softly and then stopped responding. She wasn't surprised at all. After a slight pause, she buried her face in his coat and stopped talking.

What's going on here?

Xia Mi opened her eyes wide, frowned, and silently questioned the person involved.

Lu Mingfei also widened his eyes and feigned innocence, meaning, "I don't know."

Xia Mi didn't accept this answer; these two must be up to something! But the result was obviously good. Although she clearly knew there was something going on, she couldn't ask and could only give up with a grumble.

But she couldn't keep quiet, so she took another step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lu Mingfei, chatting about trivial things, from the top of the sky to the bottom of the earth. They were just ordinary little things, but she always had a lot to say, as if she had been holding it in for many years and had finally found someone to confide in.

It's not just things she can't mention in front of others; she also talks about trivial matters in her life, even details like "the supermarket near my house has a discount an hour later than other places, which means I can never get the best deals." She has to repeat these details several times.

After walking for a while, the two men finally came to their senses, opening their eyes with muffled noises. Fingel was a little better, while Guderian was still dazed for a while. Xia Mi began to tell the fabricated reason in a "panicked" manner, and with her superb acting skills, coupled with the most important "academic value", she easily fooled the delighted professor.

Meanwhile, Mr. Finger, the paparazzi, showed no suspicion whatsoever; he was simply thinking about how to dominate the top spot in the trending topics.

"Unheard of, unheard of, Mingfei! The professors in the research department have always believed that the dragon script is ideographic based on its pictographic nature, but they have never thought about the influence of phonemes. This must be your first-year thesis, and I will be the corresponding author. You are definitely a rising star in academia! Maybe there will be a classroom in Kassel named after you in the future!"

Guderian was making plans with great confidence, seemingly without any doubt about the strange changes that had just occurred. Or rather, he was even more excited about the several groundbreaking papers that would be published under his name.

He walked at the front, covering a distance that was neither too long nor too short, leading the students into the campus like a triumphant general. Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi walked side by side behind Guderian; Zero was still hanging on Lu Mingfei's back, now unwilling to walk, her limbs clinging tightly to Lu Mingfei; Fingel was looking for angles to secretly take pictures, thinking about the sensational headline he would use today.

But something doesn't seem right.

The iron-carved school gate was wide open, and the campus was eerily quiet. Human voices and white noise had been deliberately silenced, as if a massacre had just taken place here, and now only the wronged souls were wandering aimlessly.

As the group walked along the road, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. It was so quiet that even the sound of the wind could be heard. No campus would have such a quiet atmosphere. The only possibility was that everyone had disappeared without a trace.

Of course, there is also the most likely explanation—Lu Mingfei's Word of Power has been influencing this place all along.

Xia Mi began to panic. Although her explanation was perfect, it was only under the condition of "no witnesses". If the effect of that word of power was too exaggerated and had spread all the way here, affecting the entire Kassel, then any reason would be weak.

As I turned the corner, several "corpses" emerged from a dark corner of the building, lying motionless on the ground.

"My God!" Guderian exclaimed.

"My God!" Fingel exclaimed.

In an instant, Xia Mi held her breath, turned her head sharply, and stared at Lu Mingfei with wide eyes. Her heart was pounding.

The truth might be out, and in this situation, seizing the initiative is crucial... she silently hinted to him.

Xia Mi often acts like a kitten prone to stress, but this isn't her fault. In the world of dragons, the name of Hilbert Jean Angers, the principal of Kassel, is like a hammer striking an anvil, causing everyone to tremble. All dragons blame the fool who attacked Kassel Manor over a hundred years ago. That fool created the dragons' greatest enemy, a ruthless machine of revenge...

Perhaps in the eyes of the third or even fourth generation of beings, no matter what kind of human or how powerful a hybrid is, they are all weak. But no dragon would underestimate the power of hatred. For thousands of years, they have suffered losses and perished because of it time and time again. Angers is undoubtedly a leader full of hatred. To underestimate him is an extremely foolish idea.

Just like facing a mad dog with red eyes, perhaps no one is really afraid of being bitten to death by the dog, but no one wants to be bitten either.

As an avenger, Angers has no reason to let any dragon escape. Once he catches the scent of dragon blood, he will chase it to the ends of the earth... That would be really troublesome...

If she had already developed a dragon body, if she had successfully become an adult, then of course she wouldn't need to worry. But now, even when facing the weakest human, she still needs to be extremely careful, allowing no room for carelessness. Even the slightest risk must be eliminated.

Arrogance is the beginning of failure.

Now that things had come to this, Xia Mi calmed herself down and forced herself to stay composed. She needed to think about her next step. She didn't want to blame Lu Mingfei; she had no inclination to do so... She simply felt that the current situation should be faced together by both of them.

Taking the initiative and seizing the upper hand is the best strategy right now, minimizing risks and losses...

The boy was looking at her now, as if they shared a tacit understanding.

The two people in front and behind them began to walk towards them, as if preparing to surround them. Perhaps they had already noticed something... Xia Mi held her breath, blinked hard, and silently asked one last question:

Shall we take action?

She was so anxious that before she could get an answer, the pure golden color was already flowing like silk in her eyes, gradually taking on a touch of red, shifting towards a reddish-gold color.

But the person in her line of sight was far calmer than she was. He blinked quietly, raised his hand to place on her shoulder, and gently shook his head. His movements were light, yet he had her completely under his control.

Before she could react, she was pulled into his protective embrace and hidden in his arms.

"Oh my god, we'd better be careful. What bad luck today, the students are having an event!"

Guderian hastily offered a superficial explanation, then spread his arms and rushed over, surrounding everyone except Fingel, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, urging the students to head towards the nearest building.

After walking several steps, Xia Mi belatedly realized that she had almost done something rash and felt a pang of fear.

She glanced to her side again, her heart pounding even harder. But the bigger problem was that she was gradually getting used to the heart-pounding feeling of being by his side.

Chapter 52 Her Dream Prince Charming

"That's great, there's even a live broadcast to watch," Lu Mingfei commented.

The moment the group took refuge in the isolated office in the square, a signal flare was fired from a low building. Then, as if someone had smashed a wine glass at a banquet, countless people emerged from all sorts of corners. Lu Mingfei even saw some people being rummaged through trash cans, with fruit peels and black plastic bags hanging on their heads.

This is probably some kind of pre-planned tactic—the human wave assault tactic, which was experimented on by the famous Marshal Zhukov and first applied in the Battle of Khalkhin Gol in 1939. The core idea is to concentrate forces to create a local situation where the enemy has more troops than they have, so as to minimize losses.

“We don’t need commentary,” Xia Mi said, trembling as she nestled next to Lu Mingfei. “Do you think this is a match? Keep your voice down, we don’t want to get involved. It looks so brutal, I’m a little scared…”

"Don't worry, junior sister, you are being protected by a former A-level elite."

Fingel's pride proclaimed himself to the heavens and earth; he seemed to think this was a good opportunity to show off in front of the girls.

Just then, a stray bullet bounced in through the window, grazed Fingel's face as it passed over the glassless window, and the huge man turned pale with fright. He frantically tried to find cover, and he almost ran into the girl's arms.

Xia Mi's icy gaze stopped her in her tracks. Fingel felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't even take a step closer, feeling as if he were being stared at by a mother dragon! Junior sister, where do you look scared at all? Isn't this just trying to act weak in front of the man you like?

Fingel asked himself painfully, even if he was just saying it now, even if he knew he was just spouting nonsense, the threat of death was real! He quickly looked away, but his eyes met those of the girl huddled on the other side of Lu Mingfei. The girl was also wary of him, and he felt even colder.

"Well, looks like there's no chance of a romantic encounter today." Fingel muttered in a low voice, his face full of grief and indignation. "Damn S-class, hateful class system!"

He simply lay down on the ground.

However, Fingel still kept a backup plan. He deliberately avoided mentioning that the bullet was actually incapable of killing anyone, and gestured to the only professor who still cared about him, mouthing the message to the professor not to bring up these matters either.

You'll know to be scared when the bullets actually hit this place. The student council and Lionheart gang are lunatics; they won't miss any corner.

Arrogant freshmen deserve a taste of their own medicine. Fingel clenched his fist secretly.

Guderian didn't think so, but he couldn't find an opportunity to speak.

"Left side, left side!" Lu Mingfei looked very anxious, as if he wished he could go into battle for the figure he was watching. "It's so quiet on the left, there must be someone lying in ambush. Clear the blind spot first!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the boy in combat gear was shot down by a sniper rifle fired from the shadows. Bright red blood then flowed from his chest, gradually leaving a large pool of blood on the ground.

Lu Mingfei slapped his thigh, "See? I told you! I'm a master of RTS games—"

"Wait a minute! He's really dead?" He suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "Isn't the atmosphere at your school a bit too brutal? I know slaying dragons is an extraordinary feat, but is it really necessary to use this kind of training method? Is this some kind of idiotic trial where only one out of a hundred seeds can survive to the end?"

“Not just that!” Fingel hid his wicked grin, climbed over to Lu Mingfei’s side, and whispered, “It’s not just a hundred people, it’s that only one of all the students can survive in the end. Didn’t you read the confidentiality agreement Guderian gave you carefully? The last insurance clause is that after you die, your body will be airlifted back to the country, and the body bag will say ‘loser’.”

Lu Mingfei blinked quietly. He was just surprised, not afraid. The trashy guy in front of him had obviously misunderstood something.

"Scared, aren't you? So you should understand, there's some truth to the saying that my senior brother has survived this long." Fingel said smugly. "If you're going to bow down now, I might consider protecting you. Of course, if some ladies have the same idea, then there's no need to bow; a little coquetry will suffice—"

Fingel spoke with his eyes closed, and it wasn't until other voices rang out that he realized he had been ignored the whole time.

“I think we should form a three-person team, form an alliance first, and then have a final showdown,” Lu Mingfei suggested.

"No, no, no, it should be a two-person team. We don't need too many people to eliminate the possibility of backstabbing, and we don't need a duel in the end," Xia Mi added seriously.

Zero didn't speak. She felt exhausted. This should have been a wonderful time alone, but someone always had to disturb her. She was very unhappy. Right now, she just hoped that someone would be shot in the head by Frigga's bullet at very close range.

The bullets known as Frigga bullets are vaporized tranquilizer darts. While they don't actually cause harm, it's a different story if they're fired with a pin to the forehead...

Seeing his students showing signs of turning into battle berserkers, Guderian could no longer remain silent; he felt it was time to stop the jokes.

Rapid footsteps sounded outside the window, and a figure was moving at high speed. Then, a sniper observing from a distant high-rise spotted the figure, and bullets rained down. The person hiding in front of the window hurriedly sought cover and climbed in through the window.

"It's you?" Lu Mingfei asked in surprise.

The person who arrived was Chen Motong, who was wearing a deep red combat uniform that complemented her red hair.

But the bullets were immediately redirected. Chen Motong didn't have time to say anything more and just moved quickly into the room, where it was a blind spot from the outside. She jumped up and passed over Fingel, who was lying on the ground. But the bullets didn't dodge this guy at all. In the blink of an eye, Fingel's body was hit by countless bullets, like a sieve that had been pierced. Then blood meandered out of his body. He let out a "uh" and never moved again.

he died.

Lu Mingfei accepted this reality in just two seconds. He felt that he was frighteningly calm now, but he gradually lost the Lu Mingfei who would definitely be cowardly and afraid. From the moment he recited that dragon script, he felt that he had found his missing soul, and countless thoughts from his heart influenced him.