The view from the rooftop was lovely.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what was good, he only knew that the uncle next to him thought it was good.

In fact, Lu Mingfei also thinks it is good, this scenery reminds him of his parents who he hasn't seen for a long time.

Secretly glanced at Gu Bei, and thought about it even more.

Ah, my father and mother who are far away, if you have ...... in heaven

Forget it, that's unlucky.

Gu Bei looked at Lu Mingfei very seriously: "I think the two of us should talk openly and honestly." ”

Lu Mingfei nodded frantically: "I think so too." ”

"That's good."

Gu Bei said, "About ...... that night"

"Don't worry, big guy, I really didn't see anything!"

Gu Bei, who was interrupted, and Lu Mingfei, who had a determined face, stared wide-eyed.

Gu Bei: "...... I'd better stop it. ”

Lu Mingfei directly threw himself down and hugged his thigh: "Don't be a big guy, I'm old and young, and my exam results haven't been in the top ten of the grade......"

Gu Bei: Are you only going to have these two sentences?

"Shut up! Listen to me. ”

Gu Bei stopped Lu Mingfei's output and glanced at the CD in both hands.

Not a skill CD, but a progress CD.

Touching the same person in five minutes is not a progress.

Gu Bei was going to wait for the CD to pass before taking a handful from Lu Mingfei, and directly brushed up the progress of both hands.

Now, he has to stabilize Lu Mingfei first and have a good chat with the world protagonist.

Gu Bei looked directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes, wanting to see Lu Mingfei's emotions clearly, and wanted to understand whether this world protagonist was a real dish or a pretended dish.

Even if he doesn't use both hands, but in terms of spying on the soul, Gu Bei can be regarded as a little experience.

But unfortunately, he couldn't see anything from Lu Mingfei's eyes.

It was only an empty void, so that Gu Bei couldn't figure out the depth.

Gu Bei clasped his hands in front of his chest: "Let's talk about it first, what have you seen?" ”

Lu Mingfei glanced up at Gu Bei and cautiously recounted the picture he saw.

It's like Gu Bei is testing Lu Mingfei, in fact, Lu Mingfei also tries to analyze Gu Bei's character.

After making sure that Gu Bei really wouldn't kill people, the little flame in Lu Mingfei's heart began to jump up and down uneasily.

Curiosity is a trait that everyone has, and among men's curiosity, curiosity about extraordinary abilities is at the top of the list.

It is believed that every man has fantasized about having superpowers at one time or another.

Although he later entered the society, he was smoothed out and began to fade away.

But this belongs to the heart of a young man, but it has never cooled.

What's more, Lu Mingfei is at this stage at this time, and the enthusiasm in his heart is far more enthusiastic than others.

When a teenager has spent sixteen years of ordinary life, he will be desperate for something special to prove himself.

Lu Mingfei felt that he had found that thing.

"I'm going to correct your statement."

Gu Bei looked at Lu Mingfei and gave him popular science: "First of all, that thing is called Deadpool, not a monster. ”

"Secondly, this is not called superpower, but it is called anomaly."

"A person who has mastered the magic of the alien is called an alien."

Just when Gu Beixiang Lu Ming was not popularizing science about the difference between dragons, half-bloods, Deadpool and Inhumans.

Kassel College, Chicago, Illinois, USA.

The silver-haired, still energetic old gentleman was about to invite an outstanding student to afternoon tea together, when a sudden phone call broke his plan.

Ange picked up the phone, and his words were not polite at all: "Didn't you say that Lu Mingfei should try not to contact him again before enrolling?" ”

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "There is an unexpected variable. ”

Ange's body tensed up and down, as if he was ready to step onto the battlefield at any moment.

In fact, he can do it.

He is ready at all times, ready to take the dragon king's head on the battlefield.

"Which dragon king has revived in advance?"

As he spoke, Ange's eyes sharpened, and the fork in his hand seemed to have become the fastest and sharpest knife in the world.

"No, it's not." On the other side of the phone, the man's tone was slightly strange, "You may not believe it when you say it, it's a human being, the kind with superpowers." ”

Hearing this, Ange's state relaxed slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Is it because you've been locked up for too long and your brain is not working? Superpowers? Are you sure it's not the spirit of words? If you made this call just to play a prank, you did. ”

"No, it's not a prank, it's not a joke." On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was serious and solemn.

"It's really, really, a human with superpowers, without any blood."

Ange's eyes became serious: "You are serious. ”

"I've already told you the information, and it's your business how to deal with it." The man's voice was low and slow, "In order to ensure that the plan goes smoothly, I will try to contact the other party first." ”

"I see."

Ange hung up.

Looking at the carefully prepared afternoon tea in front of him, Ange had no appetite at all.

Pick up your phone and dial the Vice Chancellor's number.

The phone was connected, and the voice of the old rascal came: "Hey? You old thing what's crazy, can't you come up to me for something? Or are you too old to walk? ”

Ange ignored his nonsense, and asked straight to the point, "I ask you, is it possible for humans to possess speech spirits?" ”

"Huh? What are you talking about? How is it possible for humans to have the spirit of speech? Dragon's blood is the root of speech, and there is no dragon's blood......"

Ange hung up the phone.

On the school's clock tower, the old cowboy looked at the hung up phone, pouted, and turned on the TV to play the Western.

But his mood was extremely irritable, and his mind unconsciously recalled the question Ange asked him.

Can humans have the spirit of speech?

Theoretically, it is impossible.

The essence of speech and spirit is two parts, namely "speech" and "spirit".

Yan refers to the dragon text, that is, the switch of the spirit of speech.

Spirit refers to the elemental energy, that is, the effect achieved by the spirit of speech.

The essence of the spirit of words is to use dragon scripts to mobilize elemental energy to achieve extraordinary effects.

Theoretically, if an ordinary person learns the dragon language, then he can be like a half-breed, he can use "words" to mobilize "spirits" to achieve the effect of words and spirits.

But this is not possible.

Because it bears the dragon text, it is the dragon's blood.

This is a paradox.

When an ordinary person can recite the dragon script, his body must contain the dragon blood that carries the dragon script, and the person who has the dragon blood cannot be regarded as an ordinary person, but a half-blood.

But......

The old cowboy suddenly remembered a very scary possibility.

If, if the spirit of the word in the mouth of Anges is not the spirit of the word.

Or to put it more simply, the "words" in this speech spirit do not refer to dragon scripts, but to some kind of language that can mobilize spirits and humans.

With human blood, it is enough to carry this power.

Will this kind of spirit exist?

If it exists......

Do humans really need hybrids to slay dragons?

Is this a holy sword that helps the half-breeds defeat the dragons, or is it a butcher's knife that destroys the half-bloods in turn?

The old cowboy couldn't figure it out, and neither could Ange.

Ange sat in his chair: "Norma." ”

Ange's phone lit up: "I'm here." ”

Ange: "Help me connect with Professor Schneider, there's a new assignment in the Executive Department." ”