"It's okay, I'll find another way."

Lu Mingfei rejected his kindness.

He knew that Chu Zihang didn't want his mother to worry, and asking for more living expenses might arouse his mother's suspicions.

Although with Su Xiaoyan's IQ, this possibility is infinitely tending to zero.

But past experience has taught him that as long as the incidence of bad things is not zero, it is 100 percent.

When encountering some strange enemies, the chance drops by another twenty percent.

Fenrir looked at the two of them, an eerie glint in his eyes.

He cleared his throat and moved on to the second prize.

"The 'House Star' is a beauty pageant, where the principal of Angers himself acts as a judge and dances with the young and beautiful freshmen, and every night the college has a huge party with all kinds of names, and the students fill the basement with soap bubbles and jump in in their bathing suits to do Latin dances..."

Fingal drooled as he spoke.

"It seems that there is only one prize for this 'Freedom Day'."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and said to Chu Zihang.

"That's right, including the usage fee, it's actually only half."

The latter nodded in agreement.

"Hey, hey, forget about Lu Mingfei, Senior Brother Chu, aren't you interested in the flesh of youth?"

Fingal expressed strong displeasure.

"I'm only interested in dragon flesh, preferably the dead kind."

Chu Zihang said coldly, murderous.

"It's over, I've spent the past four years of my life surrounded by two perverted shark maniacs."

Fingal let out a wail and expressed deep hatred for the mastermind behind the covert manipulation of the assigned dormitories.

Professor Guderian, who was enjoying nurse feeding in the infirmary, sneezed.

"So you're going to repeat at least four times, right?"

Chu Zihang ended the conversation with a sharp sword.

After being rubbed by Fingal for dinner, Lu Mingfei took out the brass statue of the emperor and placed it on the coffee table, ready to pray.

"Senior brother, are you actually religious? Which deity is this? ”

Fingal asked curiously.

Half-bloods generally have no faith, after all, when you know the history of dragons, it is difficult for you to believe in the myths made up by mortals.

Therefore, believers like Lu Mingfei are very rare at the Kassel Academy.

"This is the great Lord of Mankind, the Merciful and Holy Emperor."

Lu Mingfei carefully adjusted the position of the emperor statue, this was the most satisfactory of the fifty emperor statues he had made, but he couldn't fall it.

"The Emperor? Which religion is this God? How I've never heard of it. ”

Fingal wondered.

Don't look at him like this, he still knows a lot about the myths of various countries, after all, many dragon deeds are hidden in these myths.

"Do you want to know?"

Lu Mingfei asked lightly.

This is a good opportunity, as long as Fingal is brought under the Emperor's light, he can make a drastic transformation of this waste material that affects the reputation of the half-breed.

"No, I don't want to."

Fingal sensed the risk and returned to his room as fast as he could.

"Do you want to recruit him into us?"

Chu Zihang saw through his thoughts.

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei does not deny it.

"Wouldn't that be a bit bold?"

Chu Zihang pondered his words.

He's not good at speaking ill of people behind his back.

"Don't be fooled by appearances, brother. Fingal's character aside, his body is indeed that of a warrior. ”

Lu Mingfei pointed.

"A warrior's body?"

Chu Zihang didn't see it.

Although the figure is quite burly, it looks loose and sbaggy, and even has a small belly.

"That's just the appearance, the contours of his muscles and the way he exerts his power, they show signs of long-term training."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Is that going to pierce him?"

Chu Zihang asked.

He felt a little uncomfortable living under the same roof with such a deeply hidden person.

"No, I don't. Everyone can keep their own secrets, as long as they don't betray humanity and the emperor. ”

Lu Mingfei said gently.

The Inquisition and the First Legion were double standard in this regard, demanding that everyone confess everything to them, but they themselves would not say anything.

He had clashed with them several times over this, and if it weren't for his status as an elder and the strength of the Crimson Star, he was afraid that it would have caused a fire.

"I see."

Chu Zihang nodded.

At the same time, he was a little curious, how many secrets did this person who claimed to have fought in another world for thousands of years keep it?

Of course, as long as Lu Mingfei didn't take the initiative to say, he wouldn't ask.

This is also one of the places where Lu Mingfei admires him.

When the chatter ended, Lu Mingfei began to pray.

"You are the guiding light, the tower of hope for humanity in this dark galaxy."

"We are at your service, and you are our greatest public servant."

"We pray to you that you think only for us."

"In the darkness that must come you are with us."

In the midst of the pious prayer, Lu Mingfei's lowered eyes gradually radiated a holy golden light.

And in the eyes of Chu Zihang, who was whispering on the side, the scorching light that symbolized the blood of the dragon clan gradually became cold.

Late at night, it's quiet.

The Kassel Academy, which was filled with gunsmoke during the day, has also been restored to its tranquility, just like the classical atmosphere of this castle.

However, the school's night watchman forum was in full swing.

"Shocked! The one who defeated President Lionheart and the Student Council President at the same time was actually an S-class freshman! And his identity turned out to be..."

A theme post with a huge title quickly defeated the cafeteria spit and confession post and occupied the top spot on the hot post list.

Countless Kassel students who were cultivating immortals clicked on this post, and then found that there was nothing in it.

After seeing that the poster was Fingal, everyone replied angrily and said that they would kill the dormitory Mortal Kombat if they didn't take out dry goods.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the big ones have to come hard."

Seeing the turmoil of the crowd, Fingal hurriedly sent a sentence to appease the people who were eating melons, and then quickly sent a large number of messages.

An Internet addict boy who lives in his aunt's house, the crumbs of the world who used a female number to deceive his cousin, and a muscular hunk who suddenly awakens strange attributes......

This kind of goods that are similar to Fingal, are actually S-class geniuses, and one person defeats the sharpshooter of two societies?

"Absolute fidelity! There's a little fake I buy elbows only bones! ”

Faced with doubts, Fingal swore an oath.

Considering that this product has always been just a title party and playing with words, and the repeated revelations are more real, everyone reluctantly believes him.

"Then the question is, such a contradictory collection, can he officially become an S-level after this 3E exam?"

Fingal immediately opened the market after his soul question.

Yes and no, an easy choice.

And under Fingal's selective revelations, most people are inclined to no.

After all, not everyone saw the process of "One Day of Freedom", and even if they did, they were suspicious because of the defeat of the two presidents without a fight.

The number and amount of people who chose no skyrocketed, and the number of replies that chose yes was as pitiful as a husky caught in a wolf pack.

Until a conspicuous reply stopped the scene.