In the evening, Lu Mingfei returned to his and Fingal's double dormitory alone.

Fingal left after dinner, and Lu Mingfei guessed that he should have gone to the Ministry of Information, and that the photos taken this afternoon might have been uploaded to the Night's Watch forum by now.

Lu Mingfei opened his laptop and boarded the college's night watchman forum, and sure enough, he saw a photo of himself and the red dragon cub looking at each other, and the name of the work by the Ministry of Information was......

The Boy and the Young Dragon

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, and said that he didn't expect the name of the Ministry of Information to be so unpretentious, and he thought it would be a bells and whistles like "About the S-level hybrid breed who just entered school to a red dragon cub", which made people very slotted.

But soon Lu Mingfei's idea disappeared, because the name of the photo Zero took with him was ......

The New Emperor of the Distant Territory...... With the Concubine

Lu Mingfei said that let's not talk about the emperor's affairs first, what the hell is this concubine of yours!

It doesn't matter if my reputation is gone, I can't have such a thing as a reputation if I live with Brother Scrapwood anyway.

But Her Royal Highness still wants it...... Right?

Lu Mingfei said badly, his damn first reaction was not necessarily.

He clicked on the photo, looked up and down, left and right, horizontally and vertically, looked big and small, and didn't see that he had even a trace of the emperor's feeling, let alone the indifferent expression next to him looked like a concubine.

Lu Mingfei said that black-hearted reporters like the Ministry of Information should be punished by every little dragon, lest they tarnish the noble image of our half-breeds.

Especially Fingal!

Lu Mingfei sighed and flipped down the comments, fortunately, the students seemed to know the virtues of the Ministry of Information, and not many people took this name.

"Bloodline calling? It is indeed something that S-class hybrids can theoretically do. Trainee A said.

"Then again, how long has it been since Cassel passed the S-Class? I mean half-breeds, not S-class commissioners. Student B asked.

"It seems like more than forty years, I remember my mentor said that the last S-class hybrid was too sharp in thinking, and when he was thinking about philosophical problems, he cocooned himself and finally committed suicide by swallowing a gun." Learner C replied.

"Looking at this new S-class information, he seems to be a dead house, which is good news and bad news. The good news is that he's only going to get into thinking about which new comic to read, and the bad news is that our future legendary dragon slayer probably doesn't like to go out, can't every dragon run to his house and let him hack to death, right? Manstein said.

He was the head of the Discipline Committee of the Kassel Academy, and the youngest of Guderian's mentors, a little old man who always wore gold-rimmed glasses, a smooth skull, and a slight pick-in-cheek - although the compensation and fines he cut from the students' hands would not belong to him, he still enjoyed it.

"Manstein, you have to believe my students! Have you read Chinese martial arts novels? This kind of person who seems to be informal, has little money, and is a bit greedy for food or money or alcohol, is often the one who is out of the world! Besides, my student has already completed an A+ level before he officially enrolls! Guderian said.

"No, although I don't know the specifics of that mission, I never questioned his ability, only his enthusiasm for slaying dragons." Manstein replied.

"Anyway, looking at the information, he and Chu Zihang, the incoming president of the Lionheart Club, seem to be from the same high school?" Learner D said.

"One is about to be promoted to A-level students, the other is an S-level student, and both of them are still awakening independently, this school is a bit of a cow!" Student E sighed.

"By the way, when will the succession ceremony of your Lionheart President take place? Do you need a journalist? Kassel know-it-all said.

"Fingal can just say it if you want to eat, everyone knows who you are! Anyway, our Lionheart dinner is notoriously simple, fast and quiet, and you want to rub this meal too? Trainee F said.

After that, the topic was crooked, from how ascetic the Lionheart was, to how extravagant the student union was, to whether the new president of the Lionheart would be able to lead the Lionheart to defeat the student union.

Then there was a bloody storm between the members of the two largest student clubs.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that it was fortunate that no one took care of the name.

He exited the forum, opened QQ, and clicked into the chat box of Lao Tang, which showed that the other party was online.

Lu Mingfei thought about it and sent: "Old Tang! I'm in the United States! ”

After a while, the other party replied, "Today? Why are you here so early? ”

Lu Mingfei: "If you don't come, you won't have anything to do, it's better to enroll in early, take advantage of the two months before the start of school to adapt to the environment, and take a walk around." ”

Don: "Have a look?" Do you want to travel? That's right, after I go back to New York in a while, you come to New York to play with me! ”

Old Tang: "Although I am not a rich man, I can still afford the most basic travel expenses, and I will take you to the United States!" ”

Lu Mingfei smiled and replied, "Okay, when are you going back to New York?" ”

Old Tang: "Huh...... This work actually just started, about a month later? ”

Lu Mingfei asked, "What kind of work do you have, it takes a month?" ”

He knew in his previous life that Old Tang was a bounty hunter, so he just asked casually.

Don: "How can you say it, have you ever heard of the kind of work of sleeping in a dead house to make that house sell better, and that kind of secret adventure show?" ”

Lu Mingfei: "Hmm, then what?" ”

Old Tang: "The nature of my work is actually similar to theirs, which is to go to various places where there are legends of gods and ghosts. But to be honest, although my peers are all chattering and persuading me not to take that or not to go to this, I have never encountered a single so-called supernatural event. ”

Lu Mingfei said nonsense, as a living dragon king, your existence itself is the biggest supernatural event.

Those Deadpools can feel your breath from hundreds of meters away, they've been running away for a long time, how can you see them.

Lu Mingfei: "Oh...... So, you're done with your work and send me a message when you get back to New York? ”

Don: "Okay. ”

Fingal walked down the hallway with a wary expression, and although the hallway was brightly lit, it made him feel eerily silent, as if a few strong men might appear at any moment to knock him down.

Then Lu Mingfei smiled lewdly, didn't he, and came over angrily, saying that you are making a scandal with me?

Fortunately, no strong man suddenly jumped out, and Fingal cautiously pushed open the door of the dormitory, looked around for a moment, and made sure that there was no ambush in the room before swaggering inside.

Fingal lifted his belt and walked straight to the bathroom, he'd had drunk a bit too much Coke today.

"Dog thief! You got that ghost's name, didn't you? ”

Lu Mingfei came out from behind the toilet door and yelled and pounced on Fingal, still holding a toilet peg in his hand.

"Which eye did you see that I had the eyes of an emperor? Which eye saw Zero like my concubine? Lu Mingfei suppressed Fingal and said viciously, "Let me give you all the brains!" ”

"Senior brother, you misunderstood me!!"

Fingal held his head in his hands and wailed, "The emperor means junior sister!! ”

“……”

Kassel Academy's S-class hybrid freshman, the game emperor with a 100% win rate in StarCraft, and the future legendary dragon slayer Lu Mingfei, died suddenly in his dormitory due to a myocardial infarction.