Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 20 Cute, Want to Raise!
"I think, look at the dragons in this world, not the ones like Odin and Deadpool."

After a long time, Lu Mingfei expressed his request.

Kassel College said that it was established to slay dragons, but he has not seen dragons in this world in a real sense.

Odin and the others belong to the heterogeneous species mixed with dragon blood.

Perhaps because he was sure that Lu Mingfei would not go back on his word, Professor Guderian agreed to him.

"Well, for some stubborn freshmen, we have to show him the evidence."

He grabbed the phone and spoke to someone.

Not long after, the door of the study opened.

A middle-aged man with "I am Japanese" written all over his face walked in quickly.

He carried a black suitcase in each of his left and right hands, which looked quite sturdy.

He put the suitcase on the table and introduced himself in fluent Chinese: "My name is Masashi Toyama, a psychological counselor at Kassel College. I am very happy to meet our S-level freshman."

"Your Chinese is pretty good." Lu Mingfei joked.

"At Kassel College, everyone basically communicates in Chinese."

Masashi Toyama gave a message that shocked Lu Mingfei.

All the spoken English he had practiced for two and a half months was completely useless!
"Say it sooner, tell me what English I still have to learn!"

Guderian apologized: "This is my dereliction of duty, and I should have explained it when I was with your family last time."

Lu Mingfei was also generous.

Wave your hands, let’s learn what you say, and it’s not easy to suffer from mastering one more foreign language when you’re away from home.

Guderian gave a thumbs up and praised Lu Mingfei for having a good temper and being a man who can be made.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed by his embarrassment.

"We brought two proofs, both of which are high-level cultural relics, which were specially borrowed from the ice cellar."

On one side, Toyama Masashi opened the first suitcase with his fingerprint and password.

Lu Mingfei saw a black scale, about half the size of a palm.

He can see this thing every day in another world.

"Dragon scales?"

"You're very knowledgeable, classmate Mingfei."

Masashi Toyama was slightly surprised, then nodded.

"That's right, this is a dragon scale. Sven Hedin discovered it in the ancient area of ​​XJ Loulan in China in 1900. At that time, he tried his best to figure out what it was. Finally, he brought it back to Europe and was recognized by others. That The man's name is Meinek Cassel, that's one of the proofs."

He carefully closed the suitcase, as if caring for some rare treasure.

Lu Mingfei didn't speak, and stretched out his palm silently. There were scales of various colors on it, which were similar in shape to the dragon scales in the suitcase.

"How about I give you some more."

Guderian: "..."

Toyama Masashi: "..."

"Nani! Sona Khasanah (how is this possible)"

The beautiful hometown dialect burst out from Toyama Masashi's mouth, and he picked up the scales in Lu Mingfei's hand tremblingly.

I can't believe it's a dragon scale.

"Ming Fei, is this also the power of You Yanling?" Guderian's round eyes widened.

"Yes, it's all created by the spirit of words."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

In fact, these dragon scales were cut off from those ancient dragons, and the rest of the weapons and equipment he built had been kept in the warehouse.

Now, if there are no dragon-human craftsmen, it is basically useless.

Why don't you give it to professionals to study the difference between dragons in another world and dragons in this world.

Masashi Toyama obviously still couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

He took a deep breath.

"I need verification, can you give me these dragon scales for the time being?"

"Of course, it's a welcome gift, Ojisan with the unshaven beard."

After Masashi Toyama got his consent, he carefully put a bunch of dragon scales into his storage box.

As a psychological counselor in Kassel, he is also a fan of dragon research. These dragon scales mean no less to him than winning a hundred million lottery tickets.

"Let's put aside the dragon scale, let's look at the second piece of proof."

Guderian had Toyama Masashi open the second suitcase.

A cylindrical glass bottle.

Soaked in pale yellow formalin is a lizard-like animal.

Yellow-white, film-like wings, tail curled up, like a fetus in the womb, long whiskers on the side of the mouth float up and down with the solution.

"This is a dragon's cub, in a state of sleep."

Masashi Toyama explained: "Dragons are very difficult to kill, especially the noble first and second generations. Even if you destroy their bodies, their souls cannot be destroyed. After a long time, they will wake up again."

Lu Mingfei stroked his chin and bowed his head in thought.

Hearing what Ojisang said, he immediately felt that the dragons in this world were much stronger.

For the existence of immortality, maybe those dragon kings are stronger than the black dragon.

The Odin with impure blood that he met probably couldn't even be considered a dragon pawn in this world.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei was in awe.

Those dragon slaying warriors who can eliminate generations of powerful dragon kings are really great.

"The red dragon cub was swallowed by a giant python before it hatched. The local farmers killed the python and took the cub out of its belly so it couldn't self-destruct."

Guderian asked with emotion: "Such a perfect specimen, isn't it?"

"Perfect."

Lu Mingfei said while staring at the red dragon cub.

Although small, this is indeed the perfect image of the red dragon.

He also hunted red dragons in another world.

Yanwanglong.

A lonely ancient dragon species, a terrifying guy known as the "Fire Emperor" and "The Lord of Purgatory".

It is also a red dragon.

It's just that it doesn't look like the red dragon that Lu Mingfei imagined.

Lu Mingfei's ideal red dragon is like the red dragon queen Alexstrasza in World of Warcraft.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, it was the domineering side leakage of "I brought life and hope".

But Yanwanglong is different. It is not so much a dragon as Yanwanglong. It is better to say that it is a big lion with two wings.

Many old hunters would affectionately call Yanwanglong Yanmeow. Lu Mingfei had hunted Yanwanglong a lot, so he was used to calling it that.

Among the dragon scales given to Fushan Masashi, there is the scale of Wang Yanmiao, who has been in battle.

Lu Mingfei prefers the red miniature dragon in front of him to Yanmiao.

That slippery, small body and wings, cut off with a knife, must have a great sensuality.

He licked his dry lips.

The red dragon cub suddenly trembled like a convulsion, as if something terrible had happened, its wings began to vibrate wildly, struggling, trying to break through the shackles of the glass bottle.

The scorching dragon flames were ignited deep in its throat and spurted out.

"Yeah, it can breathe fire!"

Lu Mingfei smiled even more. He turned his head to look at the stunned Toyama Masashi and Guderian, and asked, "Can I take it home and raise it?"

A beautiful little red dragon, if it grows up, it will definitely be more majestic than a pterosaur.

When the time comes, the claws will hang at the feet of the domineering red dragon and fly over the thousands of rivers and mountains in the beautiful world. That is the dream of many hunters.

In the glass bottle, flames spurted out crazily.

Feeling that the human beings in front of him harbored ill intentions towards him, the red dragon cub struggled harder.

(End of this chapter)