Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

The college's bell tower will ring three times a day, the first time for waking up, the second time for lunch, and the third time for the last class of the day.

The person who lives in the bell tower and is responsible for ringing the bell is the vice principal——

“An automatic bell has no soul.”

Fingel said this, and Lu Mingfei agreed very much.

The wake-up bell rang a little later today than yesterday. Maybe the vice-principal was drinking whiskey and watching old western-themed movies, and forgot the time to ring the bell.

It doesn't matter if it's the first time in the morning. What the students are more worried about is whether the last bell time will be delayed like this.

When the bell rang, the three Weeping Angels of Black Moon Pavilion had completed their daily 100-kilometer physical training.

Although Fingel kept shouting "Help, I'm going to die, Captain, I beg you to stop and take a rest, hum ah ah ah ah ah -", his appearance did not look like he was about to die from exhaustion, and his voice Full of energy.

Sure enough, as the principal said, this seemingly decadent mule is actually an A-level hybrid with strong physical fitness.

"No wonder I'm the only one here in the past few months. Your club's name itself is second to none, and you still engage in such high-intensity training before dawn every day..."

Fingel munched on grilled sausages and boiled eggs in the cafeteria to replenish the energy he had lost early in the morning.

"We are a war group, only warriors remain."

Lu Mingfei took a sip of hot milk and savored the rich and delicious milk protein sliding down his throat.

Although it contains a little less calcium, it is much more delicious than the liquid food in the past that was adulterated with ceramics and heavy metals.

"Okay, before I heard you say this, I would have laughed out loud immediately, but you guys do have a pretty dazzling record now."

Fingel said, and then his face with the grilled sausage in his mouth became depressed again:

"That old slut, the principal! I wanted to hide it for a while. When the college is in crisis in the future, I will suddenly rise up and make a blockbuster move that will make the junior brothers and sisters bow down to me under my jeans... It was shattered just like that."

"Isn't this nice? Tell us directly if you have something to do, instead of you and I being riddles for each other."

"Tell me about the information you have investigated about the 'Emperor'. You are a top computer genius, and your daughter...well, you should know a lot."

Lu Mingfei didn't want to make jokes with him and went straight to the point.

"'emperor'……"

Fingel's expression became serious, and the chewed sausage fell onto the plate:

"To be honest, I didn't investigate much more privately than I did in the academy."

"The only clue was the 'Prince's' ID, but after the transaction of the copper watch remains ended, the ID was canceled. At that time, Norma could only trace the IP address where he last logged in to Siberia."

"Where are the two fallen hybrids?"

"Creddy Brand and Tyler Donald? Now the guys in the execution department are trying their best to dig into their relationship network."

"I don't need to follow the same route as them. I will continue to start with the hunter website."

Fingal said.

"By the way, I looked up a place called 'Black Swan Port'...that place didn't feel right to me."

Lu Mingfei said.

While reminiscing about the joy of saving people and the sense of security brought by the long-lost power armor, Lu Mingfei also noticed the heretic who was banging the clapper.

The annoying banging sound was exactly the same as the loudspeaker playing in the hospital, but in the dream, as an Astartes, he was not affected in any way.

"Okay, take care of it, Captain!"

Fingel patted his chest.

"I remember there were two practical lessons in today's class?"

Lu Mingfei turned to ask Chu Zihang beside him.

"Well, there are two sections on "Bajiquan" and "Battlefield Simulation"."

Chu Zihang said.

"Then it looks like we can go back to Black Moon Pavilion directly."

Lu Mingfei was not interested in this kind of practical class at all.

He desperately needs a real battle like that night to purify the aliens, to find his own strange psychic power.

"However, the first class is "Dragon Family Genealogy" taught by Principal Ange himself. I suggest that it is best to finish his class and then skip the remaining practical classes and return to Black Moon Pavilion."

Chu Zihang reminded.

Under the influence of Lu Mingfei, the once star top student at Shilan Middle School also easily said the word "truant".

But as a matter of fact, Chu Zihang believed that there was really no need to attend such an intense practical class.

Your teacher at Kassel College is just a former SEAL super special forces soldier or some kind of master. There is no comparison with Lu Mingfei, a death angel who kills with every move he takes.

"Class in Angers? Okay."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He is also very interested in the other side of his hometown's history. In just a few thousand years, dragons, hybrids, and humans have written together.

If Lu Mingfei had not read the textbook on dragon family genealogy, he would not have imagined that many of those who left their names in human history were hybrids and even dragon aliens.

Although it sounds a bit ridiculous, these contents are indeed taught in dragon family genealogy textbooks.

Principal Hilbert Jean Angers occasionally taught this course several times, and no one dared to miss even one class during his tenure.

"...At the age of 12, Attila was sent to the Roman court as a hostage for the Huns, where he received a complete education and felt the call and awakening of his bloodline."

“And there he met Honoria, the sister of the future Roman emperor, but just a child at the time.”

In the curved lecture theater, Principal Angers with silver-white hair walked down the aisle of desks and chairs holding textbooks.

His figure is as straight as a pine, and he wears a crystal monocle on his right eye. His eyes, which are as sharp as the glasses, occasionally leave the textbook in his hand and glance around the students in the classroom.

No one was talking or whispering in the classroom, only the rustle of writing notes.

Lu Mingfei listened carefully, but didn't intend to take notes.

He came with the mentality of listening to stories.

"In fact, Attila the Hun, who is known as the 'Scourge of God', is a noble first-generation dragon race, one of the 'Four Kings' and the 'King of the Earth and Mountains'."

"A simple question," Angers said with a gentle smile, "Apart from this 'King of Earth and Mountains', who are the other three monarchs born to the black monarch Nidho?"

This is indeed a very simple question. This was explained in the first lesson of "Introduction to the History of the Origin of Dragon Civilization". Almost all students raised their hands.

Ange's eyes glanced around, and finally landed on Lu Mingfei - but Lu Mingfei did not raise his hand.

"Classmate Chu Zihang, you answer."

His smile remained unchanged and he looked at Chu Zihang who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei.

"Lord of Bronze and Fire, Lord of Sea and Water, Lord of Sky and Wind."

Chu Zihang stood up and replied.

"Good, all correct, sit down."

Angers smiled and nodded, continuing to read Attila's story.

After Chu Zihang sat down, he suddenly heard Lu Mingfei ask softly:

"You said... is it possible that the Odin we met is the incarnation of one of these dragon kings?"