Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 667 The starry sky is fake

"impossible!"

A staff member immediately retorted.

"How is it possible in the starry sky? Do you know how many detection satellites we have launched? The low-Earth orbit of this planet has almost become the steel cemetery of modern mankind."

"In the great exploration of the last century, hybrids have set their sights on the stars. We have even left footprints on the surface of the moon."

"Gagarin, the first person to fly off this planet, said it."

The staff officer spoke in standard Russian.

"I looked around and I didn't see God."

Francis nodded and smiled.

"Then what?"

"Then?"

said the staff officer.

"You didn't say that the sleeping dragon army is in the starry sky, why are you asking then!"

"Calm down, calm down."

Francis said.

"Ange, I know you, my next class, you are excellent."

“That’s not the only level you should be at.”

"Calm down, you should understand."

Ange was silent for a moment, lowered his head and said.

"sorry."

He understood that it was very simple to realize that Francis's inference was very reasonable, but Ange's doubts were actually untenable.

Gagarin, who was the first to leave the planet and reach space, did look around and did not see God, but he was only an astronaut, which determined that even if Gagarin came face to face with the kingdom of gods and the Nibelungs, he would not be able to discover it.

Even though Gagarin was a hybrid, an alchemist, and even had the level of knowledge of a vice principal.

But the Nibelungen is not that easy to discover.

There are so many alchemists and ancient records of hybrids on this planet's Nibelungs throughout the ages. As of today, when the world is about to end, hybrids still cannot accurately locate the tombs of the four monarchs.

What's more, outer space has extremely harsh environmental conditions.

This is a natural thing. If the Nibelungs where dragons sleep are really located in the starry sky, humans will be helpless and unable to do anything.

Since the arrival of the dragons that night in Takamagahara, the mixed-bloods of the Kassel and Sheqi families have been thinking for a long time. They want to figure out where these pure-blooded dragons come from.

They used the combination of Noma and Kaguya, and the two artificial intelligences joined forces. Logically speaking, they could always investigate the truth.

But with satellites and artificial intelligence, in the end, where the dragons came from is still a mystery.

They seem to be aware of the gaze of satellite cameras.

It sounds really incredible.

Dragons are a species active in ancient times and should have no idea what space satellites are.

What's more, even if the dragons clearly understand what satellites are, how can they avoid satellite cameras? The two were so far apart that the half-breeds couldn't even imagine.

However, they are real dragons, pure-blood dragons. The hybrids have never dealt with real dragons before, and no real dragon has been interviewed by hybrids or left a memoir before dying. For pure-bloods, Dragons, hybrids can only be imagined.

Judging from the current starry sky disaster, the Nibelungs of the dragon army should be in the starry sky.

The current statistical results of each station are out.

The most serious damage was done to the first line of defense at sea, followed by Tokyo, and the Divine Burial Hall suffered the least damage.

Unexpectedly, it is the first line of defense. No one thought that disasters in the starry sky would be transmitted through the sea. Do all reflective surfaces have the characteristics of the sea? Fortunately, the situation has not deteriorated to this extent. Norma statistics prove that except for the sea, any other reflective surface cannot infect disasters, including mirrors.

In Tokyo, it is safe to look at the starry sky reflected in mirrors. Just remember not to look directly at the starry sky.

The vice principal said while holding the bottle of wine.

"Ocean, do you know the significance of the sea in mysticism?"

"never mind."

The vice-principal burped.

The wine burp was loud and clear, and the hundreds of elites who were listening attentively online had different expressions on their faces.

"You guys, even if I say it, I won't understand it."

"Anyway."

"The sky, ocean, and earth are equivalent in mysticism."

"There are too many things I don't want to explain. Just remember this."

"Okay, that's all. Don't bother me if it's nothing serious."

The vice-principal muttered.

"Really, you come to me for every little thing, don't you bother me, who do you think I am?"

"Wait a moment."

Professor Schneider said.

Everyone online breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Professor Schneider has to take action. If it had been someone else, the vice-principal would have gone crazy as soon as he opened his mouth. You can't do anything to him. Geniuses always have privileges.

"what should we do."

Professor Schneider said.

"I say, drink."

said the vice principal.

"Oh, I heard that Little Caesar rented a warehouse to hide his wine. I suggest that the warehouse be confiscated."

"Grandmaster."

Professor Schneider said.

"Please be serious."

"You are the only one among us who can solve the disaster."

"Hahaha."

The communication channel suddenly burst into laughter.

Although there is no picture, everyone can already imagine the vice principal holding his belly and rolling on the floor with laughter.

For some reason, a fat potato rolling all over the floor appeared in Guderian's mind.

"Pfft!"

Guderian covered his mouth and looked around to make sure no one noticed that he was smiling just now. He especially paid attention to Manstein's expression, and his heart just fell back into his stomach.

The vice-principal's roar of laughter rippled through everyone's ears.

The staff secretly went to see Schneider, and couldn't help but stand in awe. He was worthy of being the head of the execution department. His attitude of not changing his attitude despite the collapse of the mountain ahead was too strong.

Schneider listened in silence as the vice principal finished laughing.

The channel was quiet for a few seconds, and everyone was silent. All they could hear was the vice principal's violent breathing.

They imagined Professor Schneider would be furious.

"Grandmaster."

Professor Schneider said.

"Have you thought of a solution?"

"Come on, come on."

said the vice principal.

"I'm weird."

"In your imagination, alchemist masters are all omnipotent guys."

"Or am I actually a wishing machine?"

"If possible, why don't I train myself a whole ballet company of beautiful girls!"

Suddenly, the vice-principal almost jumped to his feet and roared.

"Stop joking!"

"Don't tell me you don't know what this is now!"

"You're deceiving yourself, right?"

"Then I'll tell you!"

The vice principal's eyes turned red.

"Aren't you curious about what will happen on the day of the 12-year prophecy!"

The vice-principal pointed back at the stars.

"It's now."

"You don't have to guess anymore."

"It's now."

"The damned end has been brought forward!"

If they were face to face, the vice principal's spit would have splashed all over their faces.

But no one cares about spitting or not spitting.

Listen to what the vice principal said.

The prophesied end has been brought forward.

"You mean."

Schneider said.

"The end of the world predicted by the Maya."

"The End of the Dead Sea Papers."

“The end of days prophesied in the Bible.”

"Yeah."

said the vice principal.

"You can think of all the myths, legends and prophecies."

"The end, the end, the day of judgment, the day of restart."

said the vice principal.

"that's it."

"It's ahead of schedule."

The channel fell silent again.

This time there was no gasp even from the vice-principal.

The half-breeds held their breath in concentration.

It felt like a mountain was weighing on my heart.

The end.

The news of the doomsday is not a secret in the high-level mixed-race circle, especially after Lu Mingfei started live broadcasting against the Tantric Sect half a year ago. The scene of the shelter was directly displayed in front of the hybrids around the world through the Hunter Guild. Nothing can compare with the impact of the shelter. The force is greater.

But half a year has passed, and no matter how great the impact was at the beginning, it has faded away now.

Hybrids do think about the end.

I have watched a lot of doomsday-themed game movies.

But the end is, after all, two years away.

If they had known this news fifty years ago, or even ten years ago, they might have been able to think of a solution.

But two years, come on, one day at a time, happiness is the most important thing.

This is a true inner portrayal of many people.

However, now, the vice-principal of Kassel, the greatest alchemist of our time, actually said that the end has come.

Now is the end.

What suddenly filled the hearts of the mixed races was not despair, but confusion and absurdity.

Are you kidding me? This is the end!

"Do you call this a star disaster?"

said the vice principal.

"Nice name, starry sky disaster, starry sky disaster."

He laughed.

"You don't think it's a waste of time. You can listen to me again."

"But to be honest, it doesn't make sense no matter how busy you are."

"It's about time."

"Why don't you just listen to this bad old man like me give you an alchemy lesson."

"Very well, no one said anything and I took it as consent."

The vice principal seemed to sit down on the ground.

He gave himself several gulps of wine.

"Forget it if it's too difficult. You won't understand it. I'll teach you the lesson from the beginning. We won't be able to finish it even if we're all confused."

"In short, in alchemy, mysticism, the starry sky has always been..."

The vice principal thought for a while and said.

"Well, it's always been a hard place to explain."

"The hardest thing to explain is the stars."

"Yes, just what you think of, those stars that can be seen with an astronomical telescope, are far away from us, tens of thousands of light years and tens of millions of light years away."

"Maybe you are all used to it. I know, education. You all know what it is and don't ask why. People are like this, and mixed races are the same. You see, we are alive and breathing air for thousands of years. How many of us want to What exactly is passing air?”

"the same."

"People are never curious about things they take for granted."

Judging from the vice-principal's current tone, he is as amiable as an old man with a white beard.

The old cowboy who was out of shape seemed to be just an illusion.

Now he is truly a master of alchemy.

"But what you are used to is what you have always done, right?"

"You imagine, the dragon clan's speech spirit is giving orders to the rules."

"You should understand what it means to order rules."

"How can a dragon with such power be trapped on a small planet?"

"You know, compared to the universe, our home star is too small, like a grain of dust in the desert."

"The four monarchs are the incarnations of the four elements."

"There is a Black King above them."

"To be honest, we all know that the Black King is very strong, very noble, and supreme. We can use all the words to praise him."

"But who can tell me where the Black King is so strong?"

"Well, that's not important either."

"I just find it strange. Look, each of the four great monarchs has the power to destroy the world. They also have records of destroying the world. If you think about it, the Black King can certainly do it."

"Such a powerful dragon clan is all on this planet. Don't you think it's too cramped here?"

The vice-principal finished his drink.

He really talked too much in one breath today, and he couldn't stand it anymore. The vice-principal dared to slap his chest and swear that he had never taken a class so seriously in his life. Professor Manstein can definitely testify to this.

The vice-principal was also wondering, "Guiguai, what's wrong with him?"

After thinking about it, it could only be because of the end of the world.

It’s not that the end is coming, it’s that the end has already arrived.

Now is the end.

"I've said so much."

"Actually, I just want to explain one thing."

said the vice principal.

"The starry sky is fake."

"My teacher told me that."

"That's what his teacher told him."

"And his teacher, his teacher's teacher said so."

The vice-principal was making tongue twisters. He seemed to be amused by himself and laughed.

He said.

"The starry sky is fake."

"Grandmaster."

Schneider said.

"What do you mean, the starry sky is fake."

"Oh, you're still here."

said the vice principal.

"I thought you left a long time ago and didn't take command of the battle?"

"You're right, there's nothing to do."

"I can't believe that I can still hear this sentence from such an idiot like you."

"We have to drink for this."

The vice-principal scattered sticks all over the floor and empty wine bottles clinked.

"That's it, wine."

said the vice principal.

"Master, you just said that the starry sky is fake."

Schneider said.

"Why?"

"This."

The vice principal patted his belly lazily.

"Literally, whatever you hear is what he means."

"The starry sky is fake."

The vice-principal read it twice to himself and laughed.

"This is mysticism and alchemical knowledge. Just listen to it as a story."

“Don’t modern science have a theory of the Big Bang?”

"Quite interesting."

"It is true that there was a big bang before, and there was also a so-called singularity."

"but."

The vice principal smiled.

"I said a lot of buts today."

"but."

said the vice principal.

"We, this planet, this corner of the galaxy, us."

“We are the singularity.”

"We are the source of the Big Bang."

"In ancient times, or even more ancient times, in short, a long time ago."

"There is no universe."

"In other words, the universe is the planet we live on."

"Maybe it wasn't a planet at that time, but a round sky and a square place, or something on the back of an elephant, or something else."

"In short, it's a world view like that in mythology."

"That's our real world."

"What happened later? Don't ask me. I don't know what it was. It might have been the death of the Black King, or it might have been something else, an earlier disaster."

"In short, our world has exploded."

"That's how the starry sky is now."

"What you see are these stars, the light seen through astronomical telescopes, and the picture of the universe derived from mathematical formulas."

"is fake."

said the vice principal.

"However, I have said this kind of thing, and you just think that I am drunk and talking nonsense."

"Don't worry."

"Now, the end has arrived.,"

"You don't even believe it when I talk about starry sky disasters."

"I really thought about it."

"I thought about what the end would be like."

"Star disaster is one of the possibilities."