Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 16 You Brother, You Are a Waste

Today is August 2009, 8, and the weather turns from sunny to cloudy.

Lu Mingfei stood at the cathedral-like Chicago train station, complaining about the differential treatment before and after the signing of Kassel College.

It's hard to imagine that a high-achieving student at his age who was rated as an S-level student doesn't even have a supporter.

Obviously three months ago, they still used helicopters to carry passengers.

At that time, Nuonuo went to the hotel with him who was stunned, and signed the contract under the gracious welcome of Professor Guderian.

Honored to be a member of Kassel College.

After that, he never enjoyed those treatment again.

"Nuo Nuo and I are going to Russia to interview several other students, otherwise I don't mind giving you a ride."

Professor Guderian didn't know if he learned about Odin from Nuonuo.

While speaking, he kept staring at Lu Mingfei with very strange eyes.

"Don't do human experiments! I don't want to be a guinea pig yet." Lu Mingfei said nervously

Guderian chuckled: "Don't worry, you are the only S-level in our school, how could we do that kind of thing to you."

Lu Mingfei felt relieved a little.

In fact, at that time, Professor Guderian had already reported Lu Mingfei's abnormality to Anger, the principal of Kassel College.

Angers waved his hand and said it was not a problem.

"Our school has not produced a student who can compete with the Dragon King class for many years. Lu Mingfei is very good."

And Ange specially told the two of them that Lu Mingfei's S-class bloodline had not been fully activated.

"This information is temporarily set as S-level, and no one else is allowed to view it."

While answering, Professor Guderian wondered why Angers was so interested in Lu Mingfei.

Nuonuo, on the other hand, had already seen through Angers' thoughts, bowed his head and said, "He's an S-class, the headmaster's sweetheart, well-trained is a dragon-slaying weapon, so naturally he must protect it."

Professor Guderian frowned and did not refute her statement.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei, the dragon-slaying weapon, had to fly alone across thousands of rivers and mountains, from Los Angeles to Chicago, and then came to Chicago Railway Station according to Norma's itinerary.

Take the CC1000 express train here, which can go directly to Kassel College.

But the problem was that he didn't find the express train in the train timetable at all.

He tried to ask the staff on duty where he could take the CC1000 Express in his broken English.

The only answer to him was "l don't know".

Lu Mingfei was embarrassed, and it had nothing to do with the twenty dollars left in his pocket.

Thinking of him hunting dragons for decades, he would take one and throw away the secret medicine, but now he is difficult to get by a mere train.

"A dollar . . . a dollar will do."

When he was considering whether to call Professor Guderian, English came from his ear.

This sentence is a typical expression used by beggars in the United States, and it is the same as the lotus falling sung by beggars in China.

Although Lu Mingfei was very poor, he was kind-hearted, and he took out a coin and threw it to the other party.

This is what is left over from taking the bus to the airport in China.

He seems unaware of the fact that Chinese coins are not commonly used in the United States.

But obviously the other party realized it.

The beggar held the steel coin in his hand with a confused look on his face.

"Brother, where did you come from?"

The beggar's p is pronounced in Chinese.

Only then did Lu Mingfei notice the beggar's appearance.

A tall and thin young man with a handsome face hidden under a beard.

But the candle-like bright eyes are a little daunting, coupled with his life's dark green checkered shirt and trousers that may not have been washed in weeks.

It's a bit like an anime that Lu Mingfei once watched.

The sloppy king!

"Remove that?"

"Not brother, I'm German, you can speak Chinese, I can understand it."

The sloppy king smacked his lips and threw the steel coin back into Lu Mingfei's hand.

"And this family heirloom, you can keep it for yourself, the United States does not accept this."

"Good Chinese brothers, some dollars."

"No." Lu Mingfei refused.

He had only twenty dollars left, and he hadn't eaten yet.

How could it be given to this beggar with hands and feet and sound limbs.

Just when the sloppy king was full of regrets, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the CC1000 ticket in Lu Mingfei's hand.

Unlike the tickets for other trains in Chicago, the tickets for this train are in the shape of a black magnetic card with a pattern of leafy giant trees painted in silver.

"You...you are from Kassel College?"

Lu Mingfei nodded in surprise: "Is there any problem?"

The sloppy king took out the same ticket as Lu Mingfei's, and said solemnly, "I'm your senior brother, v I'm fifty, and I will protect you from being bullied in the academy."

Both sides fell silent.

Lu Mingfei took out his n96 mobile phone on the spot and dialed the special line of Norma.

"Norma, I want to apply for withdrawal."

"I'm sorry, please refer to the principal for matters related to withdrawal from school. Norma has no right to interfere."

"..."

A while later, somewhere in the station, the sloppy king was munching on a sandwich and drinking Lu Mingfei's Coke.

"Are you a freshman?"

Knowing that each other is a student of Kassel College, the two poor men with no money are forced to form a temporary friendship.

Lu Mingfei paid, and the sloppy king took him to the station of the CC1000 express train.

"Just enrolled." Lu Mingfei replied lightly.

Until now, he still couldn't accept the fact that this sloppy king was a student of Kassel College.

Even though the B status of Kassel College has been lost in his mind, he still maintains the image of "American local tyrant" at least before.

Now it seems that Haozi may have run away from home.

"Hello, junior brother, my name is Finger, what's your name?"

From time to time, Finger rubbed his butt towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei kept moving to the side.

If you are crowded with the sloppy king, you will be regarded as a beggar.

"Lu Mingfei."

"Hey, you are the S-level recruited by the principal this year!" Fingel said in surprise.

"How do you all know my message?"

Even the sloppy king knew his identity, Lu Mingfei always felt that it was no secret that he was admitted to Kassel Academy.

"S-level! That's S-level, little brother. S-level is a status symbol in school. With a wave of your hand, there will be a lot of girls posting it. Of course, we will pay special attention to it!"

"Brother, what level are you?"

"..."

"It's okay not to mention this kind of thing."

"High?"

The sloppy king's sudden seriousness made Lu Mingfei re-examine the guy in front of him.

"It's scarier than you think."

Fingel said mysteriously.

Lu Mingfei also quickly understood what terror meant.

That's because when entering the special waiting hall of the CC1000 express train, the ticket inspector said: "F-level student of Kassel College, Fingel, the verification has passed."

The sound was not loud, but there were only three people in the quiet waiting room at this time.

Lu Mingfei heard it very clearly.

He looked at Fingel: "You..."

Fingel wiped the residue of the sandwich from the corner of his mouth and let out a loud mouthful of carbon dioxide, looking very full.

"It's just what you think, you brother, you are a waste."

(End of this chapter)