Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

Santa Lucia Hill, deep inside the Basilica of the Sacred Heart.

The decoration of the office is extremely gorgeous, with crystal tassels hanging from the chandeliers on the ceiling.

Elena stood by the desk with her head bowed respectfully, while Valdis, the branch master, sat on the office chair and looked through piles of documents.

He has a PhD in molecular genetics from Wake Forest University, and the pile of documents in his hand are almost all research reports on dragon genes, and the source of the test subjects...are those dead ones that broke out of their mothers. Waiting for the baby.

Logically speaking, these documents should have either been destroyed or sent to his uncle, Inspector General Shi Lun.

But these are precious research materials, and Valdis secretly copied a copy - what if he can find a way to steadily improve his bloodline?

Although countless biological experts and scholars have been studying it for many years, and even several Nobel Prize winners in medicine have failed to overcome this problem after switching to the field of dragon blood research, but... what if he did it?

Valdis was really unwilling to give up these precious information.

"Elena, how are the test subjects handled?" Valdis asked while looking through the documents.

"All the useless test subjects have been disposed of. According to your instructions, the useful test subjects have been secretly transferred to the safe house where the products are located, and will be guarded by me and the wolf guard." Elena said respectfully.

"Humph... the safe house where the 'product' is located," Valdis sneered twice, "The product named Amber, she seems to be your cousin, you don't even want to call her name."

"I am now a member of the Temple Society. No matter who she is to me, she is just a commodity of the Temple Society." Elena lowered her head and said.

"Well... remember, don't tell anyone about the existence of those test subjects and products, not even the Inspector General, otherwise..." Valdis gave Elena a cold look.

"Understood!" Elena quickly lowered her head and said.

The disdain in Valdis' eyes was not concealed at all, and he was not even worried that Elena would suddenly raise her head and see it.

All test subjects should have been processed, and the merchandise... This kind of transaction was done by the entire Solomon Temple, and there was no need to cover it up. The branch masters even had so-called KPIs, and he was the leader among them.

But at the moment, he has not reported this product in the register, because he has no shortage of high-quality products, so he plans to trade this product privately, and naturally he will keep all the transaction money.

It's ridiculous that this stupid woman thought that by offering herself and her sister, she could get a spot from the temple to continue their bloodline...

madness!

How could a family that was already on the verge of extinction deserve the blessings of the Temple Society, even if they sacrificed everything? This is as ridiculous as the believers in the Middle Ages who thought that by donating all their property to the church they could get a place in heaven.

…

Hotel, Lu Mingfei is in the room.

Lu Mingfei and the four of them sat around on the sofa.

"Okay, I have reported all the information about the Solomon Temple Society that I learned from the El Salvador patriarch to the college." Susie held a cup of coffee and put it to her lips to cool it. "There should be a response soon. ”

"Judging from the current situation, Solomon's Temple is definitely not clean," Lu Mingfei said. "I don't know how the academy will deal with it. I can't pretend that I don't know anything."

"The academy will definitely not let this kind of behavior go unchecked, but we have to get conclusive evidence first, which should be quite troublesome," Susie said. "In fact, every mixed-race organization has a more or less shameful side. It’s just that Solomon’s Temple violated the biggest taboo by acting in such a disrespectful manner.”

"But on the other hand, since they dare to do such outrageous things, it must be because there are huge profits to be made," Susie took a sip of coffee, "and these profits naturally come from their buyers. The college It is not difficult to move the Solomon's Temple, but there must be some buyers who want to keep the Solomon's Temple."

"The European mixed-race world is not a one-word hall for the Secret Party. Other forces respect the power of the Secret Party, but they cannot always obey the Secret Party. It is estimated that it will be difficult for the academy to deal with the Solomon Temple."

She originally thought that a young man like Lu Mingfei would be filled with indignation, but she didn't expect that Lu Mingfei would not change his expression and even speak calmly.

"As long as the college issues a statement and promises not to leak the transaction list after dealing with the Solomon Temple Association, and not to pursue those who did transactions with the Solomon Temple Association, those families who were originally tied to the Solomon Temple Association, He will probably become the person who most hopes that Solomon’s Temple will perish.”

Lu Mingfei said: "Most of the time, if people on the same pirate ship have another ship to board, the first thing they do after changing ships is to leak holes in the original ship and drown their former accomplices."

Susie was stunned for a moment.

That seems to be the truth.

"Brother and sister, why are you so calm?" Old Tang looked worried at the side. He even called these students who were obviously several years younger than him, "brother and sister." "We seem to have offended a special person." Such a powerful force, we won’t be suddenly hit in the head by a flying bullet, right?”

"On the contrary," Susie corrected, "Now it's Solomon's Temple that will offend us."

"But the situation is stronger now. There are only four of us in total. I can only count half of our combat power at most," Old Tang said sadly, "How can we, three and a half people, fight against the same force?"

"The only person who poses a threat among those people is probably Inspector General Shi Lun. If he brings his personal guards, his personal guards can barely count," Su Qian said. "The remaining people should not pose much of a threat."

"Really?" Old Tang felt a little comforted.

"We have Chu Zihang," Su Qian said. "The president can at least take on a fifth-generation species alone. The Solomon Temple will want to kill us here, unless they have a fourth-generation species or a fighter jet, or a tank." The car may not be easy to use either.”

"Holy crap! Are you so strong?" Old Tang looked at Chu Zihang in shock.

In his impression as a hunter, anyone who can beat ten in one is considered a great hero. Someone like Chu Zihang can be called a Super Saiyan.

"Senior brother is so powerful?" Lu Mingfei was also a little surprised.

Susie sighed: "When the president went on a mission last time, he miscalculated the target and encountered a hybrid dragon wandering in the city. It was suspected to be a fifth-generation species with a human body. The president accidentally blew it up during the battle. It hit the Cape Town Baseball Center, causing the main part of the building to collapse, and tens of thousands of spectators waiting to enter were affected, and hundreds of people were injured. Fortunately, there were no serious injuries or deaths."

"Because the dragon met the president in a human body, it failed to give birth to a dragon body and could only exert part of its power. In the end, it was seriously injured at the hands of the president and escaped. Later, it was found and killed by the elite team of the execution department. Susie said, "By the way, remember to keep it secret. This is confidential. Logically speaking, I shouldn't even know."

"Holy shit!"

Lu Mingfei has never seen a live dragon and has no idea about fifth-generation species, but he went to a baseball game when he was in Tony's world.

"Sister, wait a minute, let me figure it out," Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "A standard baseball field should be about 11,000 square meters. This is just the area of ​​a baseball field. A sports center that can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators will undoubtedly It is a large stadium, including the stadium and auditorium, it should be at least 30,000 square meters, which means that senior brother's Junyan blast destroyed 30,000 square meters..."

"It's not just one shot," Chu Zihang corrected, "We fought for a long time, and the opponent also released the serial number 80 word spirit 'Iron Current'..."

"Not to mention that even if a large building is destroyed in a battle, it is already outrageous," Lu Mingfei couldn't help complaining, "Why is it that the opponent is a pure-blooded dragon, and the word spirit it releases is not as high as yours, senior brother?" Ah, your Jun Yan is nine places higher than him. Which of you is a mixed-blood and who is a pure-blood..."

"This involves some relatively complex theories. Logically speaking, you should wait until you officially enroll in school before you learn it in the principal's "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy" course," Susie said, "But if you are interested If so, I can tell you about it in advance. By the way, my grade in this class is an A."

"Sister, please tell me." Lu Mingfei smiled flatteringly and handed over a cookie with both hands - a snack he bought on the way back.

Just as Su Qian was about to take the biscuits, Chu Zihang already said in a smooth and clear voice:

"According to the paper "Comparison of Dragon's Blood Factor and Human Genes and the Main Influencing Factors of Mixed Breed Bloodline Concentration" published by Tomos Huntey Morgan in 1957, the 'bloodline concentration' that mixed breeds have always understood has not been It’s not just the proportion of dragon genes in the total genes…”

Lu Mingfei quickly took the cookies back before Susie could get them, and said, "I know Morgan. He is the scientist who conducted fruit fly hybrid experiments in the high school biology textbook. He is one of the most important figures in modern genetics." Father, didn’t he die in 1945? He also faked his death and escaped from the world and went to the academy to do scientific research?”

"Well, he is a tenured professor of the college." Chu Zihang nodded.

"Damn, the college is really full of big guys. I feel normal if I find Einstein there one day," Lu Mingfei complained, "What about senior brother?"

"In the beginning, when modern science had not yet developed, the ancient hybrids used bloodline concentration to measure how much dragon blood a hybrid had inherited, and used bloodline concentration as the standard to demarcate classes. Although it was practical enough, it was still unable to explain a Question – Why can a powerful hybrid be better than a pure-blooded dragon with low bloodline.”

"If the blood concentration theory is taken as the truth, then even the lowest pure-blooded dragons will be far better than the strongest hybrids," Chu Zihang said, "But the fact is that the best hybrids in history are enough to compete with the next generation. They fight to kill three generations of ancient dragons on their own, such as Beowulf and Siegfried in the mythical age."

"This is obviously contrary to the theory of bloodline concentration. After all, even if it is a sixth-generation or even a seventh-generation breeder, the bloodline concentration is 100% pure," Chu Zihang said in crisp words as if reading literature, "It was not until modern times that genetic Concept, bloodline concentration is considered to be the proportion of dragon genes in the body, but the above problem is still unexplained."

"Until fifty years ago, according to Professor Morgan's research, the factor that really affects whether a hybrid is excellent or not is not the proportion of 'dragon genes' in the body, but the proportion of 'excellent dragon genes' - among which 'Excellence' is the key."

"To put it simply, the concept is that not all humans have excellent genes, even pure-blooded dragons, not all genes are excellent. For example, some humans have better sports genes, so they have better physical fitness, and some have better sports genes. The intelligence genes are better, so the IQ is higher.”

"So advanced bloodline does not actually refer to a large proportion of dragon genes, but a large proportion of excellent dragon genes. The two cannot be completely equated. It can only be said that people with a large proportion of dragon genes, because of the base number It’s easier to possess excellent dragon genes, but it’s also easier to degenerate into Deadpool.”

Susie didn't get the cookies, but she still accepted Chu Zihang's words and continued to explain:

"To give a more intuitive example, a pure-blooded fifth-generation species has 100% dragon genes, but it inherits all the junk genes in dragon blood. And the President will grow such a Transcendent A-level hybrid species, although his body He only has some dragon genes, but more than 70% of his dragon genes are excellent genes, which are good genes that are usually possessed by third-generation ancient dragons, so he is enough to challenge the fifth-generation species alone."

"As this theory is widely recognized, the official definition of the word 'bloodline concentration' that everyone often talks about has become 'the proportion of high-quality dragon genes in the hybrid species'," Chu Zihang continued: " Generally speaking, the content of "excellent genes" can be reflected by the degree of resonance with the dragon text, physical fitness, comprehensive intelligence, and the level of the speech and spirit sequence, etc."

"In other words, the bloodline concentration cannot be measured specifically. It can only be inferred based on the performance of all aspects," Su Qian said. "So there are many students in the college who have improved their bloodline rating after long-term performance. For example, for example, the president, his pedigree evaluation level is that the speed of light has increased from 'B+' level to the current 'A+' level after enrollment, which is also commonly known as 'Super A level'. These are the only three super A levels in the college. Level one."

Senior Sister Su Qian, you really never forget to praise Senior Brother Chu wherever you go.

Lu Mingfei’s heart is not clear.

However, this did answer his doubts about why some ridiculously powerful perverts could fight better than low-level pure-blood dragons even though they were all mixed-bloods.

"In addition, because dragon genes are very different from the genes of other species, and even do not conform to the genetic rules of other species, many scholars in the mainstream academic circles of hybrid species now rename dragon genes as "dragon blood factor" "To distinguish it from other genes." Chu Zihang added rigorously.

"What about me? What do you think of my bloodline concentration?" Old Tang was dizzy after listening to a long list of academic science and did not fully understand the meaning.

But he knew that blood concentration was important, so he pointed at himself and asked expectantly.

Although he did not have a speech spirit, Lu Mingfei had comforted him before, saying that not all high-level hybrids had speech spirits.

"Bloodline concentration requires a complex comprehensive test, and there is no way to evaluate it casually, but there are indeed two more convenient methods," Su Qian looked at Old Tang and said, "Generally, hybrids with high speech and spirit sequences will not have low bloodline, only The exception is a few unlucky ones. A high-sequence word spirit paired with a low-level bloodline can stay in the ICU for three days without a word spirit."

"Old Tang, what are you talking about? Let me check the sequence for you." Susie opened the laptop.

"Uh..." Old Tang was a little embarrassed, "I have no words."

If you don't have the spirit of speech, aren't you just a loser? It's the same as the wizard in "Harry Potter" who can't cast magic and is a "squib".

Susie swallowed this complaint abruptly - she wanted to take care of Old Tang's face.

"Well... there are examples of people with high bloodline but no speech spirit." Su Qian comforted Old Tang, saying in her heart, but I only know one such example.

"In addition to the word spirit sequence, there is a more reliable way to determine bloodline, which is to observe the reaction of hybrids to the curse 'Emperor'." Su Qian said.

"Emperor? Isn't this the Sequence 1 speech spirit?" Lu Mingfei was curious, "Senior sister, do you still have this speech spirit?"

"This is not the word spirit, it is the curse of the 'Emperor' of the word spirit. The curse is the dragon inscription chanted by the mixed race when releasing the word spirit. Each word spirit corresponds to a mantra. Usually if you do not have the corresponding word spirit, then Chanting the mantra has no effect. But the 'Emperor' is an exception. Any hybrid who chants this mantra can have varying degrees of effects depending on their bloodline." Susie explained.

"Legend has it that when this word spirit is released by the Black King, except for the White King, who can still stand, all the four monarchs only need to bow down, and all the dragons will crawl in front of him," Su Qian said. "Generally, the higher the bloodline of the mixed race, the better. The stronger the induction of this word spirit, the release of a mixed race like me will not make people want to surrender, but the high-ranking mixed race will still have a unique feeling in the heart."

"Come on, Old Tang, I'll recite the mantra once, and you can feel carefully whether there are any changes in your mentality." Su Qian said.

"Okay!" Old Tang stood up straight and walked to Su Qian, solemnity and anxiety coexisted on his face, as if a eunuch was preparing to cleanse himself before entering the palace.

Susie also stood up from the sofa, walked to Old Tang, and took a deep breath.

Lu Mingfei watched as a string of strict and ancient dragon language burst out from Susie's mouth. This was an unimaginable way of pronunciation. The turbid and hoarse voice carried the majesty of a king, like church bells ringing.

He didn't react at all. He just thought that Susie had a beautiful voice and she should be a good singer when singing bel canto.

But the next second, Old Tang suddenly wailed and suddenly knelt on the ground. Not only did his elbows and knees fall to the ground, but his forehead also hit the floor, making a loud "thud" sound.

If he could use an idiom to describe his current state, it would be "feeling in despair".

"Fuck!" Lu Mingfei was startled by Old Tang's violent reaction, and he and Chu Zihang stood up from the sofa at the same time.

Susie was startled by him and subconsciously stopped chanting Long Wen.

Old Tang, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled and fell sideways.

Lu Mingfei quickly ran over to help him: "Old Tang, I know you really want to have a high bloodline, but you don't have to pretend so hard... Damn it!"

Before his hand touched Old Tang, he saw Old Tang tremblingly open his eyes, a pair of bright golden pupils surging like lava, as if to penetrate and melt everything in sight.

"Fuck! Old Tang! You have super evolved!"

Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

This chapter has 5,000 words. In addition, I deliberately changed two characters of Morgan’s full name. It’s not a typo. 嘤嘤嘤~