Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

Lu Mingfei didn't know that Chu Zihang had bet $30,000 on him, and he didn't know that he had become the focus of the storm at Cassel College.

But even if he knew it, it wouldn't make him feel any emotion in his heart.

The sun cuts through the darkness of dawn like a sharp sword, and the dew on the evergreen, cold- and drought-tolerant Bermuda lawn reflects the halo of the sword's edge.

"clang--"

The bell of Kassel Academy rings melodiously, which is the wake-up call.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang stepped on the bell and completed the last step of the 80-kilometer jog, ending their morning physical training.

There were also a few beautiful senior sisters who spontaneously ran with them on the way, but they were soon left behind by the two of them.

"The 3E exam will be in two hours, but so far we don't know anything about the items in this exam."

Chu Zihang's breathing was rapid, and his chest was as hot as a fire burning.

“Just take things as they come.”

"Let's go have breakfast."

Lu Mingfei didn't care about this. He ran towards the cafeteria with a smile on his face.

Breakfast is also a standard German style with many varieties, including field bread, grilled sausages, corn chips and mashed potatoes.

There's also prosciutto and smoked salmon stuffed with bread, plus a variety of butter, jam, and chocolate spreads.

It is in line with the famous German proverb:

Breakfast for a king, lunch for a gentleman, and dinner for a beggar.

During these three days, Kassel College gave Lu Mingfei a very peaceful feeling.

Putting aside the students with alien ancestry, this college is just a normal aristocratic university.

In addition to exercising and eating, Lu Mingfei spent most of his time in the dormitory meditating and praying.

On the way, he also asked for directions to the equipment department, but was told that freshmen who had not passed the 3E exam did not have permission to go to the equipment department.

Chu Zihang was more miserable. He took his mobile phone and took photos one after another from the Hall of Valor in Odin Square to the roasted pork knuckles in the cafeteria to respond to his mother's various concerned inquiries.

Time soon passed to nearly ten o'clock in the morning, which was also the moment that the entire Kassel College students were eagerly waiting for——

The 3E exam determines the class status of freshmen for the next four years.

The amount of bets on whether Lu Mingfei can maintain S rank in the 3E exam has approached one hundred thousand dollars.

Because of Chu Zihang's generous investment of thirty thousand dollars, the ratio of "YES" to "NO" reached an astonishing six to four.

"Back off, back off! Unrelated students should not disturb this exam!"

Manstein shouted loudly, his shiny head standing out among a group of muscular school guards who maintained order.

Normally, the location of the 3E exam should be on the second floor of the college library, but this time the number of freshmen is the highest ever, reaching 179.

Among them are special freshmen like Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Caesar Gattuso. For this reason, the college specially cleared a teaching building as an examination location.

This also led to many students who had received temporary leave to join in the fun and set their sights on Lu Mingfei, who was at the forefront of the limelight these days.

Although he didn't know this himself.

He was assigned alone to an empty classroom on the fourth floor.

Standing behind the lectern was a tall and thin man, dressed in a solemn black suit as if attending a funeral. A black special breathing mask covered half of his face. His eyes were as cold as a knife as he stared at Lu Mingfei. .

The cold-blooded minister of the execution department—Von Schneider.

"Time is up."

"You're the only one here, so there's no need to talk about exam discipline."

Schneider's voice was hoarse and he picked up the file with a seal on the table.

He inspected the integrity of the document seal in front of Lu Mingfei, then opened it, took out the test paper and placed it on Lu Mingfei's examination table.

Lu Mingfei was slightly startled. This was different from the test paper in his memory. There were no multiple-choice questions or fill-in-the-blank questions...

It's just a piece of A4-sized snow-white watermarked paper, with no space to fill in your name.

"Prepare for the exam and wish you good luck."

Schneider said coldly.

He picked up the large-caliber silver engraved revolver on the desk, left the classroom and closed the door.

"You want to take a listening test?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at the speaker hanging in the corner of the ceiling.

As the clock's hands pointed to ten o'clock, a burst of melodious music sounded from the speakers in the corner.

"Um?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, what is going on?

Why is Bach's "Aria on the G String" played in the exam?

Is the 3E exam actually a music exam?

Do you want to draw a musical score and find the wrong tones?

In desperation - Lu Mingfei had no choice but to draw a straight staff on the white paper.

If it were the previous Lu Mingfei, he would indeed have no musical talent;

But as the descendants of the Blood Angels, in addition to praying to the Emperor, learning knowledge, art, and music is also one of the ways for them to calm their hearts and arm their souls to restrain blood thirst and black rage.

Although Lu Mingfei thinks he is not as good as the blood brothers in the war group who are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he can still listen to music and draw music.

…

Outside the classroom door, Minister Schneider and Professor Manstein looked at Lu Mingfei who was writing furiously on the paper.

"No strange changes have happened yet."

Manstein breathed a sigh of relief.

Schneider said nothing, holding the silver engraved revolver tightly in his hand.

"What...are there alchemy bullets stuffed inside?"

"Isn't it too exaggerated?"

Manstein said.

"As long as there is any dangerous change while he is listening to the dragon incantation, the high concentration of mercury, which is highly toxic to the dragon clan, will engulf this classroom."

Schneider said coldly.

"You...I didn't ask you to do this!"

Manstein's eyes widened.

"That's what you said, just in case."

…

"elder brother."

Someone spoke softly in Lu Mingfei's ear.

The posture of holding the pen instantly changed to a reverse grip, and the pencil changed from a painting-like stationery to a deadly weapon... But Lu Mingfei stabbed the hole.

The little devil Lu Mingze sat on the lectern and swayed his legs, wearing white square-top leather shoes.

Wearing a small black suit and a white silk scarf, a pair of light golden eyes were staring at Lu Mingfei.

"you again……"

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"Don't beat me to death every time you see me, brother."

The sun shone into this classroom, and Lu Mingze was bathed in the bright sunshine, with an angelic smile on his delicate face.

"What do you want to do this time, devil."

"I want to hear your story."

In a flash, Lu Mingze appeared opposite Lu Mingfei's examination table, holding his delicate little face in his palms.

He smiled and said:

"Tell me His story, brother."

"The one you believe in...the Emperor."