Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

For a moment, Lu Mingfei's heart beat like a drum.

He clung tightly to the wooden frame of the window sill, bit by bit, and his fingers actually got stuck in due to too much force.

He pursed his lips tightly, his mind completely blank.

It's been a long time since I heard this word.

Yes, how could anyone in this world call him that.

Oh, I really miss it.

In a daze, Lu Mingfei seemed to smell the strong smell of rust in the wind again.

That is the blood of an entire sect.

Unknowingly, his fingers were on the bronze mask.

The cold female voice called him again.

"Yama."

He turned around slowly.

The scenery behind you can be seen in full view.

Bed, table, chair, bag on the bed, mobile phone on the cabinet.

There was not a soul to be seen.

A normal person would have frowned, wondering what was going on and where the girl who spoke earlier had gone.

But Lu Mingfei is not an ordinary person.

With just one glance, he locked his eyes on the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Strangely enough, as if he could feel Lu Mingfei's gaze, the phone's screen automatically lit up when he looked at it.

"Yama."

Another cold female voice came from the phone.

Lu Mingfei looked calm.

"who?"

"Kassel campus secretary, Norma."

"Norma?"

Lu Mingfei frowned.

Yes, this voice was so shocked that I forgot to distinguish it for a moment, but now it sounds exactly like the campus secretary’s voice on Professor Guderian’s phone call a few nights ago.

Like knocking down dominoes, he suddenly remembered the scene when he pressed his finger on the leg ring when the female motorcycle rider delivered the prize in the early morning.

The female voice that said "verification passed" at that time was also Norma.

No wonder it feels familiar.

To be honest, at that moment, Lu Mingfei almost thought he had returned to Kyushu.

Or maybe people from Kyushu came here.

The fingerprints on the window frame are still clearly visible.

However, even if it was Norma, there was one thing that Lu Mingfei still worried about.

"Why do you call me Yama?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yama."

Norma's words were as cold as ever. This campus secretary seemed like a soulless machine. Her voice was obviously so moving, but it felt cold to her ears.

"Lu Mingfei, a freshman in Kassel's Grade 08, number A.B.0013, class S, code name, Yama."

Yes, yes.

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered.

On the night he agreed to enroll in Kassel, he rejected the name Ricardo that the girl named Nono had given him. Perhaps out of nostalgia, or simply out of habit, Lu Mingfei adopted the name he had given him in Kyushu. At that time, he was called Yama.

In this way, it is logical that the campus secretary Norma calls him Yama.

He finally took his hands off his mask.

His pale face also gained energy.

The oppressive and breathless momentum was gone.

If the real Norma was here, I am afraid that even the previous conversation would not be able to be completed.

Facing Lu Mingfei who was in a state of preparation for war, ordinary people would barely even speak.

But this possibility does not exist.

After all, Norma's body has long since fallen asleep, so how could the real person be here?

"I see!"

Lu Mingfei punched his palm with a look of sudden realization.

"This mobile phone is a gift from you, right?"

"Casel or something."

"not us."

Norma said.

"This is a personal gift from the principal to you."

"headmaster?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

Do they know each other? They are giving gifts before they even go to school. What does this person think?

The little devil said that he was a legendary dragon slayer in the mixed race society, with a terrifying title that could not fit on a computer screen, and a wonderful life comparable to war and peace.

Lu Mingfei thought that the principal was an unkind and tough man, but he didn't expect that he would do something like giving gifts. He also went around in a big circle, including lottery draws and motorcycles. How interesting was that?

Without thinking any more, Lu Mingfei decided to go to Kassel to repay the principal and his old man, such as teaching the dragon slayer two-handed martial arts. He would definitely be very happy.

"etc."

Lu Mingfei said suddenly.

"Didn't you give me a mobile phone a while ago?"

He remembered the mobile phone that was sent with the admission invitation that day. Well, he forgot what model it was. It seemed to be very powerful. Lu Mingfei just remembered that his uncle couldn't put it down and took it to use without touching it himself. Touch twice.

Forget it, it's not important. Think about it, that was decades ago. It was just a keyboard phone. How good could it be compared to his smartphone?

Norma answered.

"Mr. Principal noticed that your phone is being used by someone else."

"He has no intention of meddling in students' domestic affairs."

"I just have some words that I can help convey."

Norma paused.

Then there is the old man's rich and kind voice, with a faint smile. Just listen, and you will see the weathered and calm face of a kind elder before your eyes.

"Hello, Mingfei."

This old man's Mandarin is really standard.

Lu Mingfei thought.

"Hello."

He smiled back.

"I'm sorry that I can't talk to our S-class students on the phone. As you know, when a person sits on a plane eight thousand meters high and tries to make a phone call, his life has entered a countdown, even though I prepared for myself. There is a parachute, but dear Mr. Pilot, I don’t have one, I have to be responsible for him, don’t I?”

"So I can only record it and ask Norma to help convey it. Mingfei, I have to say that it is really a pity that I can't chat with you."

"The principal is such a good person."

Lu Mingfei sighed with emotion.

"Damn it, if you hadn't canceled my parachute..."

Strange, whose voice is this.

Lu Mingfei was confused.

"Oh, don't worry, the driver just passed by."

The principal's voice is warm and powerful, which makes people trust him as soon as he hears it. He is a very reliable person.

So the pilot's parachute is what you always remove.

Lu Mingfei felt that he needed to re-establish his impression of this legendary dragon slayer.

"Wait a minute, isn't this a recording? How do you know what I'm thinking!"

Lu Mingfei was surprised.

"Calm down, my child."

The principal smiled heartily.

"It's just some life wisdom from a centenarian, don't worry about it."

Lu Mingfei:......

Is it really not a real-time call? He expressed doubts.

"Okay, we're about to take off."

said the principal.

"You must have received my gift, a small kindness from an unqualified elder. How can our S-class not have the equipment that matches his status? Just like how can a dragon-slaying warrior charge forward with bare hands? On the battlefield, if that happens, it will be my dereliction of duty as a teacher."

"So I'm going to use my smartphone to slay the dragon."

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"Do you want me to play Guo Degang's cross talk to make Long laugh to death?"

"You must have met Norma. She is a very beautiful girl. Of course, please allow me to be rude, but I must introduce that Miss Norma is also an excellent artificial intelligence life form."

When I heard the principal talking nonsense without paying any attention to him, it seemed that it was indeed a recording.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

etc.

He suddenly reacted.

"AI!"

Lu Mingfei stared at his smartphone, oh no, now it seems that this is just the temporary body of the famous queen of Tianwang. Sure enough, the time of his return was wrong, right? Today is not 2008 at all. It’s already an omnic crisis!

PS1: Very good, the recommended votes are 2,010, which increased by 300 yesterday.

I was naive.

Will add another update tomorrow.

PS2: Thank you to the helmsman for the "Burning Paradox" reward.

The name is interesting. A steampunk wind blows in your face. The sound of levers is played on the distorted vinyl disc. The whistle plays a chapter of night and fire. The man in the top hat salutes gracefully, and large swaths of doves fly out of the shadow. Come, their fallen feathers become rotten and depraved in an instant. This is the image I saw the moment I saw this name.

It is much easier to write this kind of gorgeous text than a novel.

Captain, according to the rules, the update card is +2, and we have to add another update tomorrow.

But I'm not sure if I can release the fourth update tomorrow.

Either four updates tomorrow, or three updates two days after tomorrow.

For the sake of my composition above about the name of the helmsman, I can be forgiven for moving it to the day after tomorrow.

In the past two days, I have been saving up my manuscripts, hoping to cash them out and add more updates in the future. I was naive and misjudged the firepower of the readers, and this is all thanks to the fact that I don’t have a leader.

In short, I will add two updates tomorrow, or one update each day tomorrow and the next two days.

In addition, the tipper will get a +2 bonus

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