"Nothing is needed for the time being. By the way, do you have any research on exoskeleton armor? ”

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Of course there is. However, the mixed-race level is still in the discussion stage, and there are no samples that can be put into actual combat. ”

Abdullah said regretfully.

Although the Armament Department brings together the scientific research elites of the mixed race and has the resources of the school board of trustees, scientific research must also emphasize the basic law.

The level of scientific and technological development of human beings is insufficient, even with the assistance of alchemy technology.

Ordinary exoskeleton armor and the like have technical reserves, but they are too toy to use in battles between hybrids and dragons.

"yes, I see."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He already had some ideas in mind, but he had to wait for the results from the Rock Flow Research Institute.

With Xihe's performance, it shouldn't be long.

Outside the magnificent Norton Pavilion, a girl with long hair and knee-length hair is hesitating.

The S-class should have returned, but she didn't dare to go in when she got to the door.

There is no way, Lu Mingfei's fierce reputation is so good that even the professors tremble when they hear his name.

On the last day of the rectification activity, Lu Mingfei asked Ange to expand the scope of the target to the faculty and staff, and the latter did not know for what purpose he really agreed.

As a result, the professors felt their hearts beat faster for a long time.

And the first person to enjoy this experience was Lu Mingfei's mentor, Professor Guderian.

Such a big demon king suddenly wants to be a society under him, who will not be stunned when he listens.

And the rest of the community wasn't very normal, she had seen them fight with bladed weapons several times, and summoning blood was like a real life-and-death fight.

The old repeater also fooled her and said that it was all fake, it was a stunt, and she was stupid to believe his nonsense.

She is also from Huaguo's nine-year compulsory education, how can she be fooled by this kind of scumbag who repeats grades and is degraded in bloodline evaluation.

After hesitating for a few minutes, May Moon walked into the Norton Pavilion with a heart.

There is no way, the condition offered by the other party is too fragrant.

"Huh?"

She originally thought that she was going to see the sword light and sword shadow again, but she didn't expect that the people inside were sitting well and drinking tea.

"Sit, I asked for the big red robe of the Wuyi mother plant from the principal, try it."

Lu Ming greeted unnaturally.

"Oh, okay."

Fifth Moon nodded hurriedly and sat down in the only vacant seat.

She twisted it slightly, and found that the height, width, and armrests of the chair were perfect for her, and it was very comfortable to sit on.

"Each chair is hand-made by our head of the group, and it is all customized according to the situation of the members."

Fingal said immediately.

"And, everybody's got their own decorations."

He continued.

Chu Zihang is a carved painting, and in the pouring rain, two figures rushed towards the huge luminous figure.

Fingal's is an electronic screen, and a girl in a silk nightdress is looking at the crowd.

Akina Sakai is a sheet music sheet with gold leaf engraved with songs she wrote for the Lord of Humanity and His warriors.

Eri Uesugi is a little yellow duck toy with her name written on it.

As for Gen Girl and Takar, they don't deserve their own seats.

However, if the dream trial is successful, Genzhinu can use this merit to atone for his sins and become an official member of the warband.

"When you join the warband, you'll have your own exclusive seat."

Fingal seduced.

It has to be said that for the mixed breed who are naturally proud and have "blood sorrow", this unique sense of belonging is indeed extremely attractive.

In May, I almost agreed directly, but fortunately, reason still occupied the high ground.

"What the hell is your club for?"

She asked.

Ask well, I'm not afraid that you will ask too much, I am afraid that you will not ask.

"The Crimson Star Warband's temporary goal is to wipe out the dragons and other aliens on Earth."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Other aliens? What else is there but dragons? ”

May wondered.

"There are more crises in mankind than you know, if you are curious about this, after joining the group, Brother Chu Zihang will explain it to you in detail."

Chu Zihang nodded at her.

"Well, that's in line with Kassel's purpose. Are there any rules for the community? ”

May asked again.

"There are no specific rules, just three principles."

First, it is forbidden to believe in other gods.

Second, do not do anything harmful to human beings.

Third, keep the secrets of the war group, implement the decisions of the war group, and safeguard the interests of the war group.

"It doesn't sound very harsh."

Mayyue breathed a sigh of relief, and with the wind of the warband, she thought that she would at least force her to believe in the god called the Emperor.

Lu Mingfei saw her thoughts and was noncommittal.

It's not that the emperor needs the faith of mankind, but that the human race needs to believe in the emperor.

When Fifth Moon understands the greatness of the emperor and how much sacrifice he has made for mankind, she will naturally have faith in the emperor and there is no need to force it at all.

"However, to what extent did the executive warband decide that I should be sent to death?"

In May, a more acute question was raised.

"Warbands will try to avoid casualties among their members, but if duty requires sacrifice, sacrifice is duty."

Lu Mingfei said unabashedly.

She snorted, something like that she had learned in history class, but those who died were never the ones who said it.

Fifth Moon looked at him and wanted to question, but after looking at Shanglu Mingfei, he couldn't say anything.

Such a person should be able to charge ahead and retreat behind.

She looked at the rest of the warband, and saw that they all looked as they should be.

Even Fingal, who was always out of tune, didn't have the slightest expression of disapproval.

"Sacrifice is the cornerstone of humanity, and if you oppose that, then you can leave."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

Although he really wants to recruit new people, he doesn't accept everyone.

"Ghosts want to sacrifice."

Fifth Moon complained wildly in her heart, but asked honestly.

"Is there a pension for sacrifice?"

"We haven't talked about it, but if you need it, the warband can provide it."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while and said.

"How much?"

May asked very whimsically.

"It's tentatively $10 million."

He looked at Chu Zihang, who thought about it for a while and said.

Ten million dollars!

The monthly salary of a civil servant in her hometown is less than $500, which is enough for her to work for more than a dozen lifetimes.

"After graduation, will I really be able to guarantee graduate students at Harvard?"

May asked the last question.

"That's right."

Lu Mingfei said.

As long as she can live to that time, or if she is still interested in this at that time.

Professor Guderian was originally from Harvard, and he really couldn't use the resources of the school board.

"Okay, I'm willing to join."

Fifth Moon said categorically.

"Now, then, it's time for me to ask you questions."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Just ask."

She nodded.

In the next second, a huge fist filled the field of vision of the fifth month.

This is how the head of the road asks questions.

(End of chapter)