Chapter 53 College Class Regular (cough cough, wrong number of chapters)
Chapter 53 College Class Regular (cough cough, wrong number of chapters)
The college bell tower rings three times a day, the first time for wake-up time, the second time for lunch, and the third time for the end of the last class of the day.
Living in the bell tower and ringing the bell is the vice-principal——
"An automatic bell has no soul."
When Fingel said this, Lu Mingfei fully agreed.
The bell rang a little later than yesterday when I got up today. It may be that the vice-principal was fascinated by watching old Western-themed movies while drinking whiskey, and forgot the time to ring the bell.
It doesn't matter if it's the first time in the morning. The students are more worried about whether the last time to ring the bell will be delayed like this.
When the bell rang, the three weeping angels in the Black Moon Hall had completed their daily [-]-kilometer physical training.
Although Fingel kept yelling, "Help, I'm going to die, Captain, I beg you to stop and rest for a while, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Full of spirit.
Sure enough, just as the principal said, this seemingly decadent mule is actually an A-level hybrid with strong physical fitness.
"It's no wonder I've been the only one here for the past few months. The name of your club itself is in the second grade, and you still engage in such high-intensity training every day before dawn..."
Fingel ate grilled white sausage and boiled eggs in the cafeteria to replenish the energy he lost early in the morning.
"We are a battle group, only fighters are left."
Lu Mingfei took a sip of hot milk, savoring the rich and delicious milk protein that slid down his throat.
Although the calcium content is a bit less, it is much more delicious than the liquid food mixed with ceramics and heavy metals in the past.
"Well, if I heard you say this before, I would immediately laugh out loud, but you guys do have quite a dazzling record now."
Fingel said, and then the face with the sausage in his mouth became depressed again:
"Principal, that old slut! I still want to hide it for a while, so that when the college is in crisis, I will suddenly rise up and make my juniors and younger sisters bow down under my jeans with a blockbuster... It's just shattered."
"Isn't that great? Tell me something directly, instead of you and me being a riddle to each other and guessing riddles."
"Tell me about the information about the 'Emperor' that you have investigated. 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 got straight to the point.
"'emperor'……"
Finger's expression became serious, and the bitten sausage fell onto the plate:
"To be honest, I don't have more things to investigate privately than the Academy."
"The only clue is the ID of the 'Prince', but after the transaction of the wreck of the copper watch ended, this ID was cancelled. At that time, Norma could only trace the IP address of his last login in Siberia."
"What about the two fallen hybrids?"
"Credy Brand and Taylor Donald? Right now, the guys in the executive department are trying their best to dig out their two networks."
"I don't need to repeat the route with them, I will continue to start from the hunter website."
Fingal said.
"By the way, check the next place called 'Black Swan Harbor'...I don't feel right about that place."
Lu Mingfei said.
While recalling the joy of saving lives and the sense of security brought by the long-lost Power Armor, Lu Mingfei also noticed the heresy of knocking on the clapper.
The annoying clapper sound was exactly the same as the horn playing in the hospital, except that he, as an Astartes in the dream, was not affected in any way.
"Okay, put it on me, captain!"
Fingel patted his chest.
"I remember that there are two practical lessons in today's class?"
Lu Mingfei turned to ask Chu Zihang beside him.
"Well, two sessions of "Bajiquan" and "Battlefield Simulation"."
Chu Zihang said.
"Then it seems that we can go directly back to the Black Moon Pavilion."
Lu Mingfei has no interest in this kind of practical class.
He desperately needed a real battle like the cleansing of the alien that night, to find that strange psionic power of his own.
"However, the first class is "Dragon Family Genealogy" taught by Principal Angers himself. I suggest that it is best to finish his class before skipping the rest of the actual combat class and returning to the Black Moon Pavilion."
Chu Zihang reminded.
Under the influence of Lu Mingfei, the star top student of Shilan Middle School also said the word "truancy" lightly.
But as far as the facts are concerned, Chu Zihang thinks that there is really no need to take that kind of practical combat class.
Your teacher at Kassel Academy is just a former Navy SEAL super special soldier or some kind of master, and there is no comparison with Lu Mingfei, an angel of death who kills with every shot.
"Anger's class? Yes."
Lu Mingfei nodded.
He is also very interested in the other side of the history of his hometown. In just a few thousand years of history, dragons, mixed races and humans wrote together.
If he hadn't read the textbooks on dragon family genealogy, Lu Mingfei would never have imagined that many of those who left their names in human history were mixed races, and even had dragons with different shapes.
Although it sounds a little nonsense, the textbooks of dragon family genealogy do teach these things.
Principal Hilbert Jean Angers would occasionally teach this course several times, and no one dared to miss even one class during his teaching.
"... At the age of 12, Attila was sent to the Roman court as a proton for the Huns, where he received a complete education and felt the calling and awakening of blood."
"And there he met Honoria, the sister of the future Roman emperor, but then only a child."
In the curved lecture hall, Principal Angers with silver-white hair was strolling along the aisle of tables and chairs with textbooks in his hand.
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 scan around the students in the classroom.
There was no discussion or whispering in the classroom, only the rustling of notes being written.
Lu Mingfei listened carefully, but did not intend to take notes.
He came with the mentality of listening to a story.
"In fact, Attila the Hun, known as the 'God's Whip', is a noble first-generation dragon, one of the 'Four Great Kings', the 'King of the Earth and the Mountain'."
"A simple question," Anger said with a gentle smile, "besides the 'King of the Earth and the Mountain', who are the other three monarchs born to the Black Monarch Nidhorn?"
This is indeed a very simple question. It was explained in the first lesson of "Introduction to the History of the Origin of Dragon Civilization". Almost all the students raised their hands voluntarily.
Angers glanced around, and finally settled on Lu Mingfei - but Lu Mingfei didn't raise his hand.
"Student Chu Zihang, you can answer."
His smile remained unchanged, and he looked at Chu Zihang who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei.
"Lord of Bronze and Fire, Sea and Water, Sky and Wind."
Chu Zihang stood up and replied.
"Very well, all correct, sit down."
Angers nodded with a smile, and continued to read the story of Attila.
After Chu Zihang sat down, he suddenly heard Lu Mingfei ask softly:
"You said... Is it possible that the Odin we met was the incarnation of one of these dragon kings?"
(End of this chapter)