Between the colorful clouds of the White Emperor City, thousands of miles of Jiangling are returned in one day.

As the west gate of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, Qutang Gorge is the shortest and the most majestic and steep.

The roaring river roared through the winding canyon, through the Kuimen, and roared away.

However, today, the river is rarely calm, and there is no wind and rain and no sunshine.

The Moniach sailed slowly on the Yangtze River, and from time to time it was overtaken by passing ships.

Captain Mance Rundstedt stood in front of the wheelhouse window, calmly watching the thousand sails pass by, the cigar in his hand lit up with a dull fire.

"Captain, the Yangtze River Maritime Safety Bureau has informed us that there will be a storm in a day's time, and the wind will reach more than 10. They advised us to stop sailing and go back to the port to take shelter from the rain. ”

The third pair took off the headphones and said.

"Storm?"

Mance looked at the sparkling water and fell into deep thought.

Although Qutang Gorge is famous for its rapid winds and waves, he has studied the hydrological data of the last 20 years, and the highest wind force has only reached level 8.

The weather has also been mild so far this year, and it is obviously a problem to suddenly blow a force 10 wind.

"I have a hunch that we're close to the goal."

Mance muttered to himself.

"It couldn't be better, we finally don't have to hang around on the water all the time. To be honest, I was a bit seasick. ”

The girl sitting in front of the monitor said without looking up. She was about twenty-three or four years old, with dark hair and a typical Latin beauty.

"Don't spit in my cab, or the cleaning fee will deduct your salary."

Mance said emotionlessly.

The Latin girl stuck out her tongue and pretended to spit out.

"Stop playing tricks, Selma, what about the two of them's life signals?"

He asked.

"Everything works."

The sound of two entangled heartbeats echoed in the headphones, and in Selma's monitoring window, the rising and falling green light points indicated that the two young hearts were still beating normally.

Jumping fifty meters below the surface of the water.

"Do you want them to keep diving?"

She asked.

At the current depth, nothing useful has been found.

Mance was just about to nod, but the two green points of light shook him in a trance.

Schneider's ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of him, along with the cold, hoarse voice.

"No, wait a minute."

Mance came back to his senses and shook his head.

Under Selma's puzzled look, he stepped aside and pulled out his phone.

"Headmaster, I have something for you."

Mance made a phone call.

Late at night in Kassel, the lights are still on in the rector's office.

Even when the young people were already exhausted, Ange, an old man in his hundreds, was still in good spirits.

He held a delicately embroidered handkerchief, gently wiped the dust that was not present on the folding knife, and his eyes were lowered and he did not know what to think.

Suddenly, the landline rang, interrupting his delusion.

"Professor Mance, I'm glad to have received your call so late, and I think you must have some good news for me. If it's bad news, wait until I get some sleep. ”

Ange picked up the phone and made a joke.

"There is no good news, and there is no bad news. The storm is coming, and I suspect it's a sign of the target's appearance. ”

Professor Mance said calmly.

"Oh, that should be good news. Is there anything you want me to do? ”

Ange sat up straight.

The "Kuimen Plan" has been in place for some time, and he originally thought that this was a long-term battle, and the popularization of Chinese education in Kassel was also related to this plan.

Unexpectedly, Professor Mance gave him a surprise today.

"Has that S-Class of yours returned from Japan?"

Professor Mance asked.

"Ming Fei has already returned, you can't imagine what he did this time."

As soon as he heard this, Ange's eyebrows fluttered even more.

"I can't imagine it, but I'd like to hear it."

The corners of Professor Mance's mouth twitched, but for the sake of the rest of the plan, he could only satisfy the headmaster's desire to show off.

He and his fellow members descended to the bottom of the sea at a depth of more than 8,000 meters, destroying the ancient dragon embryo and an ancient alchemy city with peace bombs and alchemy bombs. He also killed thousands of alchemist Deadpools and a pure-blood dragon golem. ”

Ange was like the grandson of the park uncle boasting about his talents, and excitedly talked about Lu Mingfei's process of destroying Takamagahara.

"Eight thousand meters under the sea, an alchemy city?"

Professor Mance has captured two key words.

"That's right, it's an unprecedented feat."

Ange emphasized.

He is not just for showing off, Professor Mance is the backbone of Kassel, and Lu Mingfei will not be able to do without his support if he wants to control Kassel in the future.

"Indeed."

Professor Mance said nonchalantly.

But Angers' description did confirm his belief that if it was a coincidence, it was a match made in heaven.

"Headmaster, I would like to ask you to send Lu Mingfei to participate in the 'Kuimen Project'."

Professor Mance said.

"Professor Mance, did you find any clues?"

Ange asked.

"No, but my gut tells me that this operation will not go too well. One incident in Greenland is enough, and I don't want my students to become ghosts under the water as well. ”

Professor Mance said in a deep voice.

Ange did not speak for a moment, and although the mission was directly ordered by the school board, he still had no responsibility for the destruction of the Greenland team.

"I understand, and I'll do my best to persuade you to participate."

After a while, he said slowly.

Although Lu Mingfei has always been interested in chasing and killing the dragon clan, he has been very busy recently, and even eats in the equipment department.

In this case, Ange did not dare to pack the ticket and said that he would definitely agree.

"Please hurry, the storm is coming."

Professor Mance hung up.

Ange listened to the busy sound in the earpiece and froze for a while.

Then put down the handset and redial.

Almost instantaneously, a shrill quarrel came from the other end.

"Ming Fei, I haven't rested so late."

Ange rubbed his ears, and his voice became louder unconsciously.

"Still talking about material ratios, wait a minute."

Lu Mingfei seemed to be moving on the other end of the phone, and after more than ten seconds, the world fell silent.

"Now you can."

Lu Mingfei's voice sounded again.

"That's right, Professor Mance Rundstedt is looking for the whereabouts of the suspected palace of the King of Bronze and Fire on the Yangtze River, and I am asking for your help."

Ange said succinctly.

Lu Mingfei frowned, if it was usual, he would definitely agree without hesitation.

But now that the research of power armor has reached a critical time, without his supervision, it is difficult to say how much private goods the guys in the equipment department will be adulterated.

"It's a bit selfish, but this time the underwater workers are students of Professor Mansch. He had some bad premonitions, and he was worried about the recurrence of the Greenland incident. ”

Ange said frankly.

"I see, what time is it?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"If you're willing to participate, you'll have to go now."

Ange said.

Chicago doesn't have a direct flight to Jiangbei Airport, so they have to transfer from BJ, and it takes a while to get from the airport to Qutang Gorge.

"Okay, I'll go at once."

Lu Mingfei said.

Since he decided to go, he would not procrastinate.

After sternly warning the equipment guys not to use their hands on the appearance of the power armor, Lu Mingfei returned to the Norton Pavilion.

He went straight to Fingal's room, and when he pushed the door open, he was sleeping soundly, and his saliva was running down his neck.

"Stop pretending, get up."

Lu Mingfei ruthlessly pierced his disguise.

"Commander, you're not going to rectify the situation inside the warband, are you?"

Fingal immediately opened his eyes, then spoiled.

"You reminded me, I will let Brother Chu Zihang formulate a rectification action for you alone."

Lu Mingfei swept through his messy room like a pig's nest, his eyes full of disgust.

"Not really."

Fingal wailed.

"Let's get down to business, you and I will go to Huaguo right away."

He said.

"What are you going to do?"

Fingal was not interested.

Recently, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter, and the female students have fewer and fewer clothes.

He was planning to add to his folder and was not interested in going out into the field.

"To stop the tragedy in Greenland from happening again."

Lu Mingfei said.

In an instant, in the dark room, the eyes burned like candles.

(End of chapter)