Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

"The 3e exam, the correct spelling is extractionevailrationexarn, the original meaning is the bloodline assessment exam. It is used to identify the dragon bloodline of students. The descendants of dragon blood have a very obvious resonance with the 'Dragon Literature'. Both the Dragon King and the Dragon King have the ability of 'Speech Spirit'

, that is, within the scope of his ability, what he says will become a rule, and 'language' is a tool for the Dragon Clan to exert its abilities."

Fingel explained to Lu Mingfei nonchalantly.

"Some students have a high proportion of dragon blood, but they have inherited the 'junk genes' of the dragon family and their abilities are insufficient. Therefore, they will be demoted after passing the EEE. Those who are really unqualified will be ordered to drop out of school."

"The main test is your resonance with Long Wen. The test is very simple. When you enter the examination room, they will only give you a piece of white paper and a pencil, and will not give you any prompts."

"But they will play the dragon's incantation in a very low voice. If you don't pay attention, you will think that it is just a mosquito humming. But for the dragon blood descendants, these dragon's incantations will directly resonate with their spirits, and they will

It appears extremely clear, you just need to draw your vision according to the sound you heard."

"So my good brother, what are you afraid of?" Fingel turned on the two desktop computers on the computer table. "Your physical fitness undoubtedly means that you have extremely pure dragon blood. Others may not be able to pass it."

It is absolutely impossible for you to take the 3e exam."

"Is...is that so?" Lu Mingfei touched the Markov pistol at his waist, took off the wedge pill and pistol belt, put them on the bed, and sat on the black swivel chair.

"Come on, let's play two games first." Fingel continued to confuse Lu Mingfei, "Old Tang was urging me again just now. We will order takeout in the evening. When the exam starts, you can just go and be done. You don't need to prepare anything.

Your bloodline will take care of everything for you."

"But what should I do about the trial? Although the principal said he would support me, I always feel that I have not been very lucky recently and something unexpected will happen." Lu Mingfei started the CS game client.

"Don't worry, all the students will cheer for you. I will hold a banner for you in the audience. You are a rising star. Professor Manstein has no right to lock you up, and Principal Angers is the boss of the college.

With him here, it's even less likely that anything will happen to you."

Fingel connected to the voice channel, "Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you, I can hear you. You two are too slow. What are you doing?"

"I was delayed for a while on the road." Lu Mingfei said, "I was really unlucky today. I almost died on the road."

"Haha, Queshi, this guy was almost caught by the beautiful sister and his breasts were suffocated to death."

"Damn it, what are you daydreaming about? Don't talk nonsense. I said my hands were freezing! Li Erlong, right?"

“Let’s do it, let’s do it!”

The three of them started yelling again.

The sky was getting dark and the moon was climbing up into the sky. Old Tang went offline early, saying that he would be busy with work in the next few days and needed to recharge his batteries.

Lu Mingfei and Fingel also put down their mice and headphones and prepared to eat.

"Junior brother, give me your student card." Fingel stretched out his hand.

"What are you doing? Aren't you ordering takeout?" Lu Mingfei took out his student card from his bag suspiciously and held it in his hand.

"Yes, the college's restaurant has evening service, which requires our 'S'-level identification." Fingel said with a smile.

"Do you want money?" Lu Mingfei asked warily. He still remembered Professor Guderian saying that this card can be used as a bank card.

"Of course it costs money. There's no reason not to pay for meals."

"Then why don't you use your student card? Didn't you collect so much registration fee in the afternoon? You still haven't paid me back the Internet fee you owe."

"Well..." Fingel rubbed his hands, pinching a gap between his index finger and thumb, "I owed a lot of money to others before, and all the money I collected was divided up by them, so I only had a little left.

"

"You see, don't I collect the registration fee all because of you?" Fingel said pitifully: "Not only do you not thank me, you also hurt me. I am so wronged, eh eh eh."

The burly man was acting like a little girl, which made Lu Mingfei feel a little nauseous: "Stop, stop, stop! Don't disgust me! Take it, let's prepare a better meal tonight."

"Hey! Xiao Fenzi has an order!"

Fingel took the card and dialed the phone. He read Lu Mingfei's student ID number and said:

"Please send two truffle breads, two pan-fried foie gras with lemon juice, and a bottle of champagne to dormitory 303 in District 1... Yes, I want an ice bucket and lemon peel, and a roast goose, and two German sticks.

Braised pig's trotters, we're a little hungry, two herring rolls with cheese."

Twenty minutes later, the waiter in white knocked on the door of the dormitory. Among the sterling silver tableware on the dining car was the meal ordered by Fingel.

The waiters brought their own tabletops and tablecloths, and helped Lu Mingfei and Fingel set them up in the center of the dormitory. After setting up the cutlery and cutlery, they solemnly placed the ice bucket with the champagne bottles in the center, and put the two frozen

A glass with ice condensation was placed in front of the two of them, and finally he lit a candle on a silver candlestick and left.

What is professional? This is called professional!

Lu Mingfei didn't care how much money he spent, and he and Fingel rushed forward, destroying the exquisite meals made with high-quality ingredients like a whirlwind.

He was pulling the fat from the pig's trotters while drinking frozen champagne.

"Speaking of which, what happens to students who fail the 3e exam? Do they really drop out of school?"

"Yes, the students who failed indicate that they have inherited useless garbage blood. There is not much difference between them and ordinary people. Even Bloodmourne is extremely weak. Such people are more suitable to live an ordinary life in their hometown.

, but only after clearing the memory."

"What is Blood Mourning?"

"When the proportion of dragon blood reaches a certain level, it is no longer a real human being. The blood will bring you extraordinary abilities, but it will also bring you a huge sense of alienation. Just like the substitute messengers will attract each other.

, mixed-race descendants will also be attracted to each other, and 'Bloodmourne' will make dragon descendants very lonely and incompatible with ordinary people."

Fingel tore off a roast goose leg and gnawed:

"You must have this feeling, right? You will feel very lonely when you are with ordinary people, but after coming to the academy, won't you feel much better?"

"It seems like this..." Lu Mingfei pondered: "But Old Tang and I also get along very well."

"Maybe he's a mixed race too, or maybe they always have the same bad taste."

Fingel raised his glass and clashed it with Lu Mingfei's glass. The clear sound of the glass clashing was pleasant to the ear, and the light yellow wine rippled in the glass, causing slight waves.

"Come on, drink! Call that guy over next time!"

"Drink!" Lu Mingfei and Fingel drank it all in one gulp. The moonlight shone through the window sill and shone on their faces, casting a silvery glow.