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Lu Mingfei was stunned.

He knew that Herzog had worked in an unnamed port in Siberia as a scientist captured by the Soviets from Germany, restricted in his movements and ordered to engage in an... unknown research for life.

But he didn't expect that Zero also knew about that port.

"That port was once the property of the Romanov family, but the Republic of Estonia obtained the research materials there after the collapse of the Soviet Union," said Zero.

"That's not accurate either. A more accurate statement is that in the 1980s my family and other ancient families provided information for that port."

"People are really different from each other." Lu Mingfei shrugged and spit the last cigarette butt into the snow. He stood up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ling, watching the Hummer disappear from sight.

"In the 1980s, our family still lived in the Khrushchev Building. In order to raise tuition for my father, my uncle had to drop out of school early and go to work in a big city." Lu Mingfei's heart moved slightly. The home that seemed to have nothing to do with him anymore suddenly broke into his memory quietly.

The uncle who always had a slicked-back hair, couldn't even take out two hundred dollars from his pocket before he went into business, and was very concerned about his reputation was actually a man who gritted his teeth and walked out of hardship.

If it weren't for my uncle, my dad probably wouldn't have the money to go to college or Kassel College, right?

Actually, when I think about it, my uncle is very good to me, he is just afraid of his wife.

But why isn't he afraid of his wife?

Lu Mingfei heard from his aunt that when she first married into the old Lu family, Lu Gucheng was just a small civil servant. He had difficulty supporting himself, let alone supporting his family and sending living expenses to his brother every month. So his aunt took out the dowry that had been saved to subsidize the family expenses.

Thinking about it this way, it is understandable that he deeply dislikes him. In other families, the eldest son takes on heavy responsibilities, but in Lao Lu's family, the second son becomes the one who has to shoulder the responsibility.

My uncle didn't say anything, but sometimes he would say that he also wanted to study at that time, but he had no money, no money to study...

"Let's go back to the camp and see what Yuan Zhisheng wants to do here." Lu Mingfei stretched, took the umbrella from Ling's hand, and naturally stretched out his arms. Ling took his arm and walked forward leaning against him.

There was a thick layer of snow on the road, and the bottom layer was pressed into ice. Zero's hiking shoes and Zero's boots made crackling sounds on it, along with the sound of ice cracking and the sound of fallen leaves and dead branches breaking.

The communication with Nuonuo has been restored. The senior sister welcomed Ling's temporary joining of the mission and warned Lu Mingfei implicitly that if he dared to have any evil thoughts, he would be torn into pieces by six horses.

"You must have had a hard time as a child, right?" Zero asked suddenly.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. “It’s not that bad. It’s like this when you live under someone else’s roof. My parents are unreliable, so there’s nothing I can do about it,” he said.

He looked at Ling, wondering why she suddenly brought up this, and continued the conversation.

"What about you? Your Highness must have had a happy childhood, with twelve-layer cakes on her birthday and hundreds of presents at Christmas."

"My parents died when I was very young, so I had to be the head of the family when I was very young. At that time, all the oligarchs in Moscow knew that the Romanov family had a little girl who was not even as tall as a tire and was worth billions. Many people wanted to become my guardian, but General Vatutin warned them not to take advantage of me." Zero said.

"I live in Elizabeth Palace, I have no family, only a butler and a group of servants, no one will celebrate my birthday, and no one will give me gifts at Christmas."

Lu Mingfei was speechless for a moment, thinking that every family has its own problems. He wanted to reach out and touch the little girl's head, but his dominant arm was still held by Ling.

"If only we had known each other at that time, you wouldn't have to live in your uncle's house, but with me. I would pick a bedroom in Elizabeth Palace for you. You would be responsible for buying me a cake on my birthday, helping me cut a Christmas tree at Christmas, and stuffing the socks under the Christmas tree with gifts."

"But people say Lu Mingfei is a fool. I don't know what girls like. Maybe they'll stuff Gundam models into their socks."

Ling continued to walk at a leisurely pace, holding Lu Mingfei hostage on the rugged mountain road.

She didn't say anything for several minutes, and Lu Mingfei thought the topic was over.

Zero suddenly said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, a Gundam Ultraman doll or even just a candy doesn't matter, you're with me, so I'm looking forward to it as long as it's you."

Lu Mingfei looked a little embarrassed for a moment.

Ling suddenly laughed, as if she had never laughed in front of Lu Mingfei before. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved like the bright surface of a lake. At this moment, Lu Mingfei was actually a little stunned.

She stood on tiptoe and reached out to pinch Lu Mingfei's cheek. "You're very funny when you're embarrassed, like a little seal." Ling said, and then in an instant she returned to her usual indifference.

Lu Mingfei blinked, not knowing why he was associated with the seal.

Chapter 352 Very long legs

At a depth of 4510 meters, the speedometer slowly returned to zero.

Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other. The huge feeling of palpitations made them feel uneasy, as if someone was pressing the blade of a steel knife into their chests, and their hearts were beating like thunder in their chests.

Under the control of EVA, the Trieste submersible was hovering steadily at a depth of 4,500 meters in the Sea of ​​Japan. A dim light shone through the portholes and the whole world was dead silent.

"Command center, we are close to the border of Longwei's territory. Everything is running normally on the Trieste, but Chu Zihang and I are not in a good mental state. It seems that we have..." Caesar reported the situation to the sea in a low voice, "a huge sense of uneasiness."

"That's the mental suppression of the dragons on the hybrids at work. After undergoing the Nibelung Project, your bloodline can be classified as S-level, but it will still be affected. This means that there is at least a second-generation species sleeping in the depths of the Abyss." The one who responded to Caesar's call was not the man named Cheng Shuangfan, but the blue girl who appeared on the screen.

When the Trieste arrived at the designated area, EVA took over the command and dispatch power from Cheng Shuangfan again.

Like those emperors in ancient China who conquered the world on horseback, whenever there was a war that could decide the life and death of the empire, they were always worried about handing their people and army over to other people's hands.

"Understood, what should we do next?"

"Release drones three to ten and explore downward step by step. Please don't feel any psychological burden and don't dive without permission. There is a high-yield alchemical sulfur bomb inside the abdominal cavity of each drone. All you have to do is remotely control these drones through electromagnetic communication, cable communication and medium and long wave communication, and make them explode above the embryo." There was not much expression on EVA's face. It seemed that she would only show her side as a girl in front of Lu Mingfei. In the eyes of Caesar, Chu Zihang and even the bigwigs of the board of directors, EVA was just an artificial intelligence with supreme power in the computer field.

Caesar's expression changed. Before carrying out the diving mission, the academy did not tell them that each drone carried by the Trieste was equipped with a powerful alchemical sulfur bomb.

It turned out that they shouldn't have trusted those crazy idiots in Watt Alheim.

At this time, Chu Zihang had already opened the valve of the watertight compartment, and the automatic elevator pushed the eight drones stacked in the launcher into the pressurized cabin.

"Wait, the Trieste is equipped with twelve underwater drones, why did we only dispatch the tenth one?" Caesar frowned.

"If all attempts to bomb the embryo with underwater drones outside the Dragon Power field fail, perhaps the school will eventually decide to let the Trieste continue to dive. You don't really want to be forced to use the powerful power source in the submersible's power compartment as a nuclear bomb, right?"

Caesar and Chu Zihang both fell silent.

The remaining two drones are actually the last two remaining bombs of the Trieste. In fact, the executive department had already made a plan in mind. Compared to killing a dangerous ancient dragon, they would not hesitate even if the price might be the most outstanding A-level hybrid in the history of the academy and the heir of the Gattuso family.

"If we need a submersible to enter Longwei's territory, what is our chance of survival?" Chu Zihang's expression did not change much. He simply pressed the button to release the drone from the pressurized cabin. The display screen immediately expanded into split-screen mode, and the images transmitted back by as many as sixteen cameras appeared on the left side of the split screen.

Small windows after small windows were filled with turbulent black sea water. The gas mines carried by the drones could not illuminate areas too far away. There was nothing in the visible range and only the thin sea snow that was still withering.

It feels like walking alone on the edge of hell and earth, and the whole world has forgotten you.

"3.67%." EVA's cold voice poured into Chu Zihang's ears, and Caesar beside him actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought we would be dead if we did that." Caesar shrugged. "There's still a 3% chance of survival, which is not bad. I've always had good luck."

Master Gattuso certainly had good luck, whichever horse he bought would surely stand out from the competition, because Gattuso's servants were hiding in the crowd, and they would drug other good horses in advance; what he hoped would always happen as promised, because Mr. Frost would even spend 30 million US dollars on Shrek Company to make his dear nephew happy.

But Jiyuan does not recognize money. The eight thousand meter deep sea water can crush an ordinary poor person to death, and it will not give up crushing Caesar just because the Gattuso family is willing to pay a high price for it. Everyone is treated equally in the face of death.

"But there is still some good news." Chu Zihang stared at the small window on the screen without blinking.

"We are not a couple. This is in accordance with the regulations of the Executive Department that couples cannot act together when conducting a diving mission."

"In that case, if you confess to me now, we can be pulled up and away from this damn place immediately," said Caesar.

Chu Zihang slowly looked at Caesar, "It's better not to complain about this." The corner of his eye twitched.

"You started it." Caesar held a cigar between his lips. "Mind if I smoke one?"

"It doesn't matter. The submersible has an air filter and we have enough oxygen," said Chu Zihang.

The Trieste carried four full oxygen tanks, enough for the two of them to stay underwater for a full eight hours.

The drone is diving slowly at a tentative speed. This location is just above the Japan Trench. Geologically speaking, it is the result of the Pacific Plate colliding with the Eurasian Plate. This collision caused the uplift of the Eurasian Plate. The formation of the Himalayas is based on the same principle. In ancient times, it was still an ocean.

At the junction of the two plates, the oceanic plate subducted into the mantle and melted, forming a very deep trench. The deepest part of the Japan Trench is called the Tuscarora Deep, with a depth of 8513 meters, which was once considered the deepest place in the world.

Now, below the Trieste is the Castarola Abyss, where the ruins of the great city of the Age of Gods sunk. The embryo of the ancient dragon breathes slowly in the ruins, and the whole world breathes with it. Its heartbeat can even be transmitted from the eight thousand meters deep seabed to the endless Pacific Ocean and captured by the Equipment Department and the Rock Flow Research Institute.

For the two people in this submersible, such a thing was an opponent they had never faced directly. So far, Lu Mingfei had been at the forefront of every battle against the Dragon King in the academy. They had no chance to experience the majesty of the second-generation or even the first-generation species up close.

After the drone separated from the Trieste, it continued to dive at the same level. No abnormalities were found during the process. Neither the super dragon blood shark nor the ghost tooth viper appeared again, and the deep-sea giant squid was unable to let the two killer embryos see its true appearance.

In the silence, both of them were somewhat bored, staring intently at the video transmitted back by the drone.

Suddenly, expressions of fear and horror appeared on their faces at the same time. Chu Zihang subconsciously clenched his sword, while Caesar leaned back and crossed his hands to grope towards his waist.

The two Desert Eagles filled with the Philosopher's Stone were worn around his waist.

In fact, neither Murasame nor Desert Eagle could deal with any accidents that happened or might happen in front of them. Even if a female ghost face was stuck outside the resin glass and made faces at them, Caesar would not draw his gun and shoot.

Because once the sealing of the Trieste is destroyed, it will immediately cave inward like a flattened can. The high pressure of 4,500 meters in the deep sea can squeeze out the shit of the passengers.

Or maybe crush them together with the shit into an inseparable lump of organic matter.

It seems that although Master Gattuso does not have mysophobia, he has a life of luxury. He never thought that he would die so... artistically in his life.

The reason why the expressions of the two killer embryos became so ugly was that the accident happened only ten minutes after the drone was released.

Drone No. 5140, depth gauge , lost contact.

Drone No. 5175, depth gauge , lost contact.

In just one minute, four small windows on the left went out one after another, and a low alarm sound echoed in the cockpit of the Trieste.

"The radio signal remote-controlled drone has lost control, but we still have a chance of winning. Please stay calm!" EVA suddenly appeared in the two blacked-out small windows, and Chu Zihang's eyebrows twitched.

It's not that I was scared, but...

The girl's cold voice suddenly became stuck and intermittent.

This means that although the Ditriste did not make any diving movements, the signal between them and the sea surface was becoming increasingly poor.

There are only two possibilities, either the dragon is getting closer and closer to them, or the edge of the dragon's power domain is spreading quietly.

No matter which possibility it is, it is not good news for Chu Zihang and Caesar who are now stuffed in a tin can. The Ditriaster is a prototype from seventy years ago. Although its shell is strong, it can definitely not withstand the bite of a dragon. What's more, the dragon may not even bother to bite such a tin garbage. It only needs to call on its servants, such as those sharp-toothed ghost-toothed vipers, to easily destroy this submersible 4,500 meters under the sea.

"Senior, do you have any suggestions?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked.

A hint of surprise flashed across EVA's eyes, and that momentary fluctuation of expression completely tore her apart from the indifference of artificial intelligence.

"According to calculations, even the most stable cable drone will lose contact if it dives to a depth of one thousand meters at most. Operation Jiyuan has failed here." She simply held her chin up in thought. Although her expression was still indifferent, the image of a serious and solemn girl had already jumped onto the screen.

"Your best option right now is to notify the command center and have the execution department use a safety rope to pull you to the surface." The girl said softly.

Chu Zihang pursed his lips tightly, did not make a decision, did not speak, just looked at Caesar.

Operation Jiyuan was not a mission that he had to complete. Even if it failed this time, the Equipment Department could find a way to transform the earth-penetrating bomb into a sea-penetrating bomb, equip it with a nuclear warhead and throw it directly into the trench to destroy the city and the ancient dragon's embryo together. The cost of doing so was only the risk of letting the entire Japan slide into the sea.

But for Caesar, this is a chance to save Christina.

The life of the Moscow girl suffering from ALS had already begun to count down when she was eighteen years old. If she was not selected into the list of executors of the Nibelungen Plan, she could live for at most five years.

It is simply a fantasy for Christina to stand out from the next batch of candidates for the Nibelungen Project with her own abilities. Her bloodline is just the most common B-level. Although Word Spirits are quite rare, in the eyes of the academy that has a large base of mixed-bloods as a reserve, rare Word Spirits are nothing, unless it is Time Zero, or the even rarer Commandments, or even the Rhine that can destroy a city.

"We still have a chance to complete the mission, right?" Chu Zihang raised his eyes and looked at the operating console. He was not looking at the switches of buttons and valves, but staring at the screen with more and more small windows going out.

Within five minutes, all the remaining drones lost contact, and the Academy's attempt to infiltrate and cross the Dragon Power Domain failed. Even though those drones were added with advanced alchemical matrices by the Night Watchmen, they were still unable to break through the shield generated for an ancient dragon in his subconscious.

"Theoretically, the success rate of using your bloodline to fight against the hatched next generation is 2.1%, and against a dragon king..." EVA hesitated, so that she would be more like a living girl.

"how many?"