Eighteen thousand dollars, which is half of Lu Mingfei's scholarship, he really has no reason to refuse.

In addition, the college also reimburses travel expenses, food and accommodation expenses.

Objectively speaking, this task is great for Lu Mingfei, first of all, it is not difficult, Deadpool is a creature with dragon blood but the dragon blood in his body is out of control, in other words, they are not pure-blooded dragons, and they are definitely not as good as pure-blooded dragons.

For Lu Mingfei, Deadpool's combat power is almost equal to zero.

As far as he was concerned, he only needed to go to Changshan for a walk, and then clean up the group of Deadpools like chopping melons and vegetables, and he would have 18,000 US dollars.

It is not expected to take more than three days.

Secondly, there is only less than 300 kilometers between Changshan and the imperial capital, and he can stay in the imperial capital for two more days in the name of "playing" after completing the task.

Then take a stroll around the Nibelungen in Jörmungård in the metro station.

Like now.

He's done that boring task without any difficulty.

The mission requirement is for Lu Mingfei to find out if there is a sleeping Deadpool in the ruins of Changshan.

Lu Mingfei's mission response was, "It used to be, but now it's gone." ”

After all, after Lu Mingfei walked in and came out, the puddles of things left in the ancient ruins, no matter from any point of view, should be called "Deadpool" instead of "Deadpool".

Although Lu Mingfei's means of completing the task were a little rough, Chu Zihang Zhuyu was in front, and Professor Schneider didn't bother to say anything.

At least after Lu Mingfei completed the task, the ancient ruins were intact, and the cultural relics inside were not damaged at all.

……

In the tunnel of the Imperial Capital subway station.

"Hmm...... It should be here, the "Spiritual Reflection" shrouded Lu Mingfei's body, obscuring his voice and figure.

It's a rare abandoned tunnel – in a place like the Imperial Capital, where every inch of land is at a premium, any abandoned building is extremely rare, even a subway tunnel buried deep underground.

Lu Mingfei carried two large bags of snacks in each hand, a red and white machine hanging back from his neck, and a bag of game cartridges hanging forward.

In order to avoid trouble, these things were not bought by him himself, but he asked Liuxing, who is also a tool man of the purple card, to buy them for him, and then took a red envelope and sent it to him.

"Is this the legendary plan that can't keep up with the changes?"

With snacks in his hand and an expensive black dress and windbreaker hanging from a cheap game console, Lu Mingfei sighed.

Originally, in his plan, he would not come to this Nibelungen now, he would first use Brother Odin's Golden Palace to practice his hands, and then consider sneaking into Eludnir in Jörmungard.

But now that he has arrived in the imperial capital, it seems a pity to turn around and leave directly.

Lu Mingfei could clearly feel the presence of the Nibelungen, the Nibelungen was like air to him, he couldn't see it, he couldn't touch it, but he could really feel its existence.

In the state of the fourth degree of blood, he has the ability to create the Nibelungen on his own, but if he is just to sneak in, the third degree of blood is enough.

The air around Lu Mingfei shook rapidly like water waves, and his figure became blurred, as if shrouded in the water vapor of a hot spring pool.

……

The Nibelungen, an independent space established by dragons, with an interior space folded and time stopped.

The intruder needs some kind of interface, such as water, mirrors, etc., such as Lu Mingfei who has just manipulated the water vapor in the air into tiny water droplets, and then uses it as a medium to enter.

"This is the Nibelungen? It doesn't seem to be any different from reality. ”

Lu Mingfei looked around, although the surrounding environment didn't seem to have changed, he was sure that he was no longer in the original space.

The third degree of violent blood had not yet been lifted, but the dragon's blood, which should have been as aggressive and destructive as magma or mercury, flowed tamely in Lu Mingfei's veins like melted cream.

Aside from a pair of dark golden eyes that were very different from any half-breed or pure-blood dragon, there was hardly any non-human trait on his body.

The spirit "snake" was launched, and thousands of snakes quickly enveloped the surroundings from Lu Mingfei's mind.

Maintaining a state of violent blood, Lu Mingfei raised his feet and walked in a certain direction.

……

"Click......

The sound of the soles of leather shoes touching the concrete floor is refracted in the long subway tunnel, low and rhythmic.

Under Lu Mingfei's dim light, Lu Mingfei's shadow was stretched very long.

Xia Mi may or may not be in the Imperial Capital right now (observing Chu Zihang), but it is certain that she should be able to sense if someone has invaded her Nibelungen.

So there wasn't much time left for Lu Mingfei.

He saw his target, a platform with gaming tables.

The platform is extremely old, with a concrete floor, green tiles on the corners, and a white-plastered wall that is very peeling, and it is painted in red with a few shocking large characters, "Fushouling Station", and the date next to it, 1977.

The platform was illuminated by only an incandescent lamp, covered in cobwebs.

The labyrinth of Minos.

The "masterpiece" of the dragon king Fenrir is, to put it bluntly, a self-made gambling game by an avid enthusiast of the "God of Gamblers".

A special mechanism based on the Nibelungen.

Intruders play Texas Hold'em with the dealer, and depending on their loneliness and desperation, they can get a different number of chips from the dealer, and then use these chips to bet against the dealer, and they can win the last chip from the dealer and leave.

Or meet the Dragon King.

Lu Mingfei stepped forward and saw a figure draped in dark brown linen sitting under the incandescent lamp.

Its skull, wearing a silver mask, glowed with golden pupils in the depths, it had nine cervical vertebrae, nine skulls, and under the shadow of the slender wing bones, its nine heads were twisting from side to side, and the nine cervical vertebrae were bent like the backbones of nine snakes.

This is the Weasel Empress, the king of only one out of tens of thousands of Weasels.

But it's just a regular dealer now.

"Hello."

Lu Mingfei jumped lightly, jumped onto the platform, and then sat on the opposite side of it.

The dealer's nine skulls looked at Lu Mingfei from different directions, judging how many chips Lu Mingfei should give.

The more desperate and lonely people are, the more chips they will get.

The dealer threw Lu Mingfei a small pile of beautifully shaped dark gold coins, and Lu Mingfei counted them, eighty-five.

One hundred dark gold chips is equivalent to a compass chip, and normal people usually have a compass chip when they come in, and Lu Mingfei is a relatively low specification.

However, Lu Mingfei felt that it didn't matter, he still knew how to play Texas Hold'em, and with the addition of Yan Ling's "heavenly performance", he could not lose, and he had no possibility of losing at all.

"Stud!"

"Stud!"

"Stud!"

…… Fifteen minutes later, Lu Mingfei, who had lost all his chips, began to doubt his life.

It turns out that gambling can't be done with mathematics.

Gambling alongside, in the face of luck, math is a fart!

Lu Mingfei, who thought that after launching the "Tianyan", the computer of the human brain race, disdained to use other means to cheat, and after winning two, his brain was hot, and all the chips in his hand were studed out.

Immediately afterwards, the Queen of the Weasel, who acted as a dealer opposite, opened a royal flush with Shi Shiran.

At that moment, the urge to tear down this Nibelungen rose in Lu Mingfei's heart.

Later, he held back.

The person who has lost his chips will need to leave the table and go outside, and when he returns, the dealer will reassess your desperation and give you another stack.

After a long walk around and determined to win Lu Mingfei, he returned to the table again in high spirits, this time only with thirty dark gold chips.

……

"Shuttle - Ha ——!"

Lu Mingfei shouted "stud" arrogantly, and the posture seemed to be that the emperor of which dynasty was shouting "choose a concubine".

Under the close combination of the "snake" and the "heavenly performance" of the spirit of the word, Lu Mingfei successfully crushed the Weasel Empress.

Lu Mingfei knows every card of the Weasel Empress well, and strictly speaking, this is not a gamble, it is more like Lu Mingfei's personal show.

The dealer, who had never won even a single chip in the whole game, froze in place.

It's not that it can't accept failure, but it's really kind of unacceptable.

The dealer stared blankly at the cards in his hand, and it was not until it was kicked by Lu Mingfei with a sense of revenge that it suddenly came to its senses and let out a crazy hoarse voice, "I shouldn't have come here...... You're regretting it too late now...... Is it okay to keep one hand...... No way! Stay, stay alive! ”

"A line control will not die until the line is finished." The dealer slumped in the stack of chips and turned into a cloud of bronzed dust.

The incandescent lamp "hissed" out.

……

Lu Mingfei walked along the wet tunnel wall, which had not even abandoned cheap work lights, and the entire tunnel was stuck in a swamp of darkness.

Lu Mingfei didn't bring anything for lighting, and he didn't need it, his dark golden pupils allowed him to ignore all darkness.

His eyes suddenly became empty, and the cramped tunnel extended to connect a huge underground square, and the golden stars drifting in the infinite darkness could not be seen at the top, nor could the walls.

He walked into this huge space like an ant crawling into a cathedral in the middle of the night. Those golden stars looked like fireflies, and if you ignored the dozens of parallel or interlaced old railroad tracks on the ground, it would have been a dreamlike sight.

Lu Mingfei handed over the bag in one hand to the other, then took out his mobile phone, found a good angle, and took more than a dozen photos in a row.

On the rock face opposite him was an abandoned platform, above which a faint yellow light lit up.

No, that's not a light!

It was the majestic light of the golden pupils on the huge dragon body!

This is the gaze of the dragon king!

"Hey——! Can you please close your eyes first? I'd like to take two more photos! ”

Lu Mingfei shouted in the direction of the platform,

The yellow light flashed, then vanished.

"Click-"

"Click-"

Lu Mingfei raised his mobile phone and shot wildly. ……

"Alright, you can open your eyes."

Lu Mingfei jumped onto the platform and looked at the dragon king Fenrir in front of him.

There are no words to describe his ancient and majestic body, he is clearly a reptile, but far more beautiful than any reptile. It's just that that beauty is dark beauty, majestic beauty, and deep beauty, which is awe-inspiring.

The blue-black scales of his whole body opened and closed in turn from front to back, making a sound of metal colliding, and his face full of bony protrusions carried the majesty of a monarch, he slowly opened his scorching golden pupils, looked down at Lu Mingfei, opened his huge black wings, and roared in a low voice.

Suddenly, it shrank its long neck like a snake, and its claws dug into the ground, carefully shrinking into the corner. He lowered his head to the ground, looked at Lu Mingfei vigilantly, and the low roar in his throat continued.

Dragons are intelligent, and their intelligence is in no way inferior to that of humans, or even higher.

But......

Excludes certain dragon kings.

The dragon's golden eyes shrank slightly, like cat pupils.

If you ignore its huge size enough to participate in the casting of the "Anaconda Disaster" movie, Lu Mingfei feels that this thing's posture is indeed very much like a cat. A giant cat the weight of a humpback whale!

The dragon swam with its long neck and slowly approached Lu Mingfei, who stood up straight, as if a long knife was embedded in the platform.

The dragon slowly opened his mouth wide, his teeth as sharp as arrows, and he said in a deep and majestic voice, "You have won." ”

"Well, concede!"

Lu Mingfei looked cold, trying not to let this dragon king, who had the same IQ as a child, find out that he actually won by cheating.

"You're amazing," the dragon king's deep voice was a mixture of majesty and adoration, "what are we going to play?" ”

"I don't want to play games yet...... Lu Mingfei pulled out a large bag of Texas barbecue-flavored potato chips from his bag, "Snacking?" ”

The dragon king's majestic golden pupils suddenly brightened.

"Eat !!"

Lu Mingfei threw the snack in his hand to Fenrir, and the red plastic bag landed precisely next to the dragon king's claws.

Fenrir stared at the packet of chips for two seconds, then stretched out its huge black wings with sharp claws at the end of the wings, the giant creature moved with extreme precision, and the claws picked open the bag of the chips, carefully picking up a piece of potato chip and placing it back in the huge mouth.

The huge golden pupils narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

Its huge body was at least thirty or forty meters long, and its claws were larger than half of Lu Mingfei's human being.

It stands to reason that a creature of this size would be clumsy to eat human snacks, but Fenrir's movements are fluid.

The huge dragon claw pinched a piece of potato chips into the plastic bag and put it in his mouth, Lu Mingfei felt that this scene was a bit similar to a craniotomy with a nine-ring broadsword.

It's not a normal scene anyway!

Fenrir didn't seem to have eaten chips of this flavor, and he was moving faster and faster.

Suddenly, his huge body stopped moving.

“？？？”

Just when Lu Mingfei was confused, Fenrir reached behind him with his huge claws and took out a bag of blue potato chips.

It tossed the chips to Lu Mingfei.

"Potato chips are the best thing in the world." He said in a low, kingly voice.

"For me?"

Lu Mingfei caught the potato chips flying in mid-air.

“……”

The huge dragon head nodded lightly, "Here you go." ”

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that this mighty and hideous-looking, domineering and majestic big guy was actually quite cute.

"Bang ——!"

Lu Mingfei squeezed his hands, opened the plastic bag, and then grabbed a few potato chips and threw them into his mouth.

"Delicious!"

Lu Mingfei licked his lips.

"Hey! Pick up the big guy! ”

Lu Mingfei suddenly grabbed a handful of potato chips and threw them into Fenrir's mouth.

Fenrir subconsciously opened its mouth wide as the chips fell into its massive mouth.

In fact, it is difficult not to fall in, after all, throwing a few potato chips into a mouth of a few square meters from a distance of four or five meters is very easy even for ordinary people.

If this ordinary person hadn't been stunned.

"Well done!"

Lu Mingfei gave Fenrir a thumbs up.

"Ah......h

Fenrir opened his mouth wide at Lumingfei, and his pitch-black, sharp wingtips pointed at his mouth.

He thought it was funny.

……

"Pick it up!"

Lu Mingfei tossed a handful of Mirisu at Fenrir.

"Whew——!"

Fenrir opened his mouth to catch it—the dragon king had lost all his majesty at this moment.

Throwing the empty Mai Lisu bag onto the pile of plastic packaging bags at his feet, Lu Mingfei picked up another packet of sea salt and black pepper-flavored potato chips.

Unpacked, Lu Mingfei tossed the chips at Fenrir.

"Click——!"

Fenrir's massive dragon jaws closed up and down, making a sound similar to that of ores colliding.

The chips didn't make it into Fenrir's mouth, but stumbled down his black, hard scales until they were caught by a monstrous dragon claw.

Lu Mingfei, who had more than a dozen plastic packaging bags piled up at his feet, was a little confused, and he couldn't understand what medicine this dragon king, whose IQ seemed to be inferior to that of a five-year-old child, was going to sell in the gourd.

It didn't take long for him to find out.

Fenrir's huge pitch-black dragon claws reached out to Lu Mingfei.

If you look at it from a distance, in the huge underground space, shrouded in scattered golden fragments, the mythical dragon leans out of its huge body towards the earth, and its sharp dragon claws seem to hold some treasure, and it is delivered to a young man wearing a black trench coat and dress.

The picture could have been painted on a huge linen as an epic.

If the dragon wasn't holding a few small chips in his hand.

"This ......"

Looking at the dragon claws in front of him, which were big enough for him to sit on and cross, and the small pitiful potato chips on it, Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to Fenrir.

"For me?"

He thought it was incredible.

"You, eat."

Forcing himself to take his longing gaze off the chips, Fenrir said to Luming.

He has a limited IQ, but he can still tell the good from the bad.

Lu Mingfei brought four big bags of snacks, and now he has fed it almost two bags, but Lu Mingfei himself only ate one bite of potato chips.

Fenrir was a little reluctant.

Besides, it is said on TV that people who are too stingy will be unlikable, he likes Lu Mingfei very much, who both plays with him and gives him food, he doesn't want Lu Mingfei to hate him.

"You eat."

Fenrir's claws moved forward a little more, and he swallowed quietly.

“……”

Lu Mingfei thinks that this big guy is actually quite cute.

……

Lu Mingfei finally gave up the chips to Fenrir, after all, Fenrir had been lying on his hand, and Fenrir didn't look like he could take a bath.

But then Lu Mingfei changed from simply feeding Fenrir to feeding Fenrir while eating.

……

After eating the four big bags of snacks, the relationship between Lu Mingfei and Fenrir was much more harmonious.

"You're very good at playing cards, I can't beat you," Fenrir's voice was no longer majestic, "let's watch TV." ”

The dealer was manipulated by him, and the dealer lost to Lu Mingfei, that is, he lost to Lu Mingfei.

Although his intelligence level is relatively low, he is not so bad that he can't tell the difference between himself and Lu Mingfei in terms of playing cards.

So it's better to watch TV.

"Watching TV? No, no, no......" Lu Mingfei shook his head, he walked to the corner, picked up the red and white machine and cassette, and showed a malicious smile on his face, "Do you want to play games?" ”

……

"Boom-"

There was a heavy thud on the ground, and Fenrir's massive dragon head slammed to the ground.

It's not Lumingfei who fights, it's Fenrir who is upset.

Lu Mingfei's sentence "Do you play games?" "Success has put Fenrir on a point of no return, and for Fenrir, who is a child with intelligence, games are more attractive than television.

But no matter how attractive the game is to him, it's still a bit funny to lose, and he doesn't have a dragon mentality.

Fenrieron, whose mentality was shattered by Lu Mingfei, turned around and fell directly to the ground to express his dissatisfaction.

He carefully avoided the position of the TV and the red and white machine, although Lu Mingfei made his mentality explode, but the red and white machine was still a "treasure" comparable to the TV in his eyes.

"Don't play, don't play!"

He said in a deep, deep voice.

"Okay, it's almost over, I should go back too."

After abusing Fenrir for more than four hours, Lu Mingfei, who was satisfied with his revenge, got up from the ground and stretched.

"I'm going home, big one," he said to Fenrir, who was lying on the ground, "see you next time......

"Don't go! I'll play with you! ”

Fenrir was in a hurry all of a sudden, and the huge dragon head reached in front of Lu Mingfei, and the dragon claw pointed at the red and white machine, "Don't go!" I play! ”

He thought that he suddenly didn't play because he couldn't afford to lose, which made Lu Mingfei angry.

"Don't go," the dragon king's bright golden eyes were full of pleading, "play the game." ”

"It's not too early, I should go back to ......" Lu Mingfei's voice froze in his throat, and he couldn't go on.

Lu Mingfei looked at Fenrir's bright, burning golden eyes—it should have the domineering, majesty, and inconsistency of a monarch, but now it was as pitiful as an abandoned kitten and a puppy.

The dragon king's golden pupil should not be looked at directly, it represents the supreme majesty of the king, and contains the golden gaze of the soul that contains the coercion of the soul, which can make any being below them bow down.

But now these golden pupils, which should be incomparably majestic, are extremely weak.

Lu Mingfei's gaze extended along the Dragon King's body to the rock wall, and the back half of his body merged with the rock wall.

To be precise, the back half of his body is still in the form of a skeleton, with a thick spine that gradually petrified from front to back, and finally met the stone wall.

This thing is like a legendary immortal creature, half of the body reveals the appearance of survival, half of the body reveals the appearance of death, life and death are skillfully integrated, and it seems to have some religious mystical significance.

But in Lu Mingfei's eyes, he is more like a child who can only hug each other after being trapped.

It's like ......

The former Lu Mingfei.

In the empty and huge underground space, Lu Mingfei, who was dressed in a pitch-black trench coat, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the scales of Fenrir's cold and hard forehead, with a gentle smile on his face that he had never seen before, "Okay, let's play again." ”

……

On the platform, Fenrir's monstrous dragon head lay on the ground, his huge eyes closed, and the breath exhaled between his mouth and nose was fiery and steady.

He fell asleep.

Lu Mingfei lay down on Fenrir's huge dragon head and pretended to sleep—after playing for a long time, he also wanted to rest.

"Alas......" Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, his dark golden eyes lowered, "The Dragon King can really feel that his Nibelungen has been invaded. ”

He said this suddenly, and then his body was shrouded in a hazy mist.

"Goodbye big guy, I'll come back to you when I'm free."

He patted Fenrir's head lightly, and the next moment, the figure dissipated like a phantom,

……

"Who!!!!

Amid the roar of the dragonlord Jörmungadr mixed with anger, fear, and fear, a cheerful Fenrir was awakened from his dream.