Chapter 154 Yan Ling: Emperor

After shaking hands and signing their names, they went straight to the platform under the enthusiastic guidance of the flight attendant.

Lu Mingfei had a strange illusion.

He is not going to college.

It is activities such as the imperial head of state inspecting the grassroots.

Until the moment they entered the carriage.

The illusion became stronger.

The girl with two rows of lace white stockings covering her slender thighs had a sweet and enthusiastic smile, and she greeted Lu Mingfei enthusiastically with the attitude of a fan meeting her idol.

"The boss's lace girl group!"

Fingel exclaimed.

Lu Mingfei was at a loss as to where he was.

He felt like Tang Xuanzang who accidentally entered the Daughter's Kingdom or Pansi Cave.

A group of warblers in white and black stockings called his name in a cute or sweet or cold voice. Even Ling stood in front of Lu Mingfei as if facing a formidable enemy and looked into the carriage. The girls' eyes were wary, but they didn't know if this girl's neck would be sore if she raised her head for a long time. With her mixed-race physique, she probably wouldn't suffer from cervical spondylosis.

"Lace Girl Group..."

Lu Mingfei quickly grasped the key point of Fingel's words.

"What is this, a special attack weapon against males!"

"not that simple."

Fingel stroked his beard seriously.

"This is Boss Caesar's trump card. Every girl is absolutely top-notch..."

"A warrior?"

Lu Mingfei felt that he was still too superficial. At that moment, he actually had the strange idea that Kassel would hold a beauty pageant. It was the highest university in the mixed-race society. It was impossible for a fish like Fingel to slip through the net. Forget it, the other students should be warriors like Chu Zihang and Ling. ,

"Of course she is a first-class beautiful girl."

Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei with a look like "Junior, something is wrong with you."

Lu Mingfei responded with a look that said, "You are the one who's wrong, right?"

The academy that trains elite warriors led by the legendary dragon slayer actually has a team composed entirely of beautiful girls. How will they fight? Lift up your skirt, step on a submachine gun and shoot? But sister, does it really matter if you are still wearing high heels?

"Wait a minute you just said boss."

Lu Mingfei reacted.

"Yes, Boss Caesar."

Introduction to Fingel and Yourong Yan.

"The president of the contemporary student union is an absolute elite and a natural leader. He is especially generous to those under him. Those pig knuckles at the weekly banquet are really good."

"So the point is the pork knuckle!"

"of course not."

Fingel was right in his words.

"The boss is still a fierce man who can kill a fly with his chest muscles!"

Lu Mingfei felt that he had fully understood who Fingel was.

He shook his head and cast a contemptuous look.

"Hey, hey, hey, let me tell you, although I don't care, the guy who called me boss three hours ago was you, right?"

"Oh, this."

Fingel waved his hand generously.

"There is a saying in your country that you rely on your parents at home and your elders when you go out. As long as there are enough elders, there will be no place in the world that I, Fingel, cannot go to!"

"Excuse me to Hanyu, you bastard!"

The car door closes.

CC1000 train rumbled into action.

Feeling the vibration from the car body, Lu Mingfei looked surprised.

"Is this car powered by coal?"

"Exactly."

Fingel looked out the window.

"It's very old, just like Kassel. It's more than a hundred years old. I heard that the principal has been here since the early days of the school. It's really..."

He shook his head with emotion.

Lu Mingfei felt that this man seemed to have some kind of deep and painful past.

"I am occupying the principal's position without moving, and I don't give young people any chance. If I can't defeat him, I will help the vice principal steal the principal's throne tomorrow!"

Fingel cursed and looked away, and was surprised to find that Lu Mingfei had an expression on his face that was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, boss!"

Fingel said doggedly.

Lu Mingfei felt that if he just said that he felt a deep past from this guy.

It would probably be embarrassing.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Mingfei randomly found a topic.

"Do you really want to be the vice-principal?"

"certainly."

"I still remember his old man's ambition!"

"Oh, Hongzhan, it sounds very powerful."

"Once he became the principal, it was written into the school rules that girls in Kassel could only wear dead water during school time."

"This can be considered an ambition!"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyes.

"What else can I say, I hope Principal Angers is in good health."

"Hello, I'm Rosalia."

A slender girl said to Lu Mingfei.

"Oh, hello, hello."

Lu Mingfei hurried back.

Rosalia has a delicate face, and her expression is indifferent. It is not a result of three things like Zero, but a habit formed by adhering to etiquette.

She naturally folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen and spoke in a voice that was gentle enough for people to hear.

"The vice-chancellor asked me to convey his regards to you."

"Vice-Chancellor!"

Hearing this word again, and recalling Fingel's yearning look on his face, Lu Mingfei's expression was a little subtle.

With dead water and all, it's probably right to think of this person as an upgraded version of Fingel.

"Okay, girls, make way, make way."

A voice that almost only appears in nightmares sounded.

You may even feel doubtful.

Can human vocal cords really produce such an unpleasant sound?

The girls who were laughing and chatting suddenly fell silent.

They separated in a polite manner.

It was only at this moment that Lu Mingfei saw some signs of prohibition in these girls.

He suddenly remembered.

By the way, at this moment, in this carriage, all the people.

They are all mixed race.

If you put any one of them in the world of ordinary people, they would be undisputed geniuses.

Kassel.

Lu Mingfei chewed this word in his heart.

What kind of place are you.

The wheels rolled gurglingly.

Wearing heavy clothes and an oxygen mask that covers half of the face, this is an outfit reminiscent of games such as Resident Evil or Fallout. Eighty percent of humans living in a world with a virus outbreak or nuclear winter look like this. .

"Mr. Minister."

Rosalia nodded slightly.

"Oh, Hello."

The man spoke, in his ugly voice.

"Outside of operational hours, you may call me professor, ma'am."

"Um."

Rosalia agreed politely, then stepped aside to let the young man behind her go.

"Introduce yourself."

The man's Frankenstein-like face faced Lu Mingfei.

"Schneider, Director of the Executive Department, tenured professor in Kassel."

Executive department?

Lu Mingfei's expression changed.

He remembered the ground staff at the airport when he picked up Lao Tang.

Also, if I remember correctly, Senior Chu seems to be from the execution department.

"Nice to meet you."

Schneider stretched out his hand stiffly like a machine.

"S-level."

Lu Mingfei shook hands with him.

"Me too, nice to meet you, Mr. Minister."

The man laughed like a night owl.

Reminiscent of a green-eyed crow on a dead tree late at night.

"Okay, please come here. Although my students have given you pre-school tutoring, you are S-level after all and there are some necessary contents that need to be supplemented."

After saying that, Schneider turned around and said to the beautiful girls of the Lace Girls Group.

"Girls, your mission is over. The credits promised by the vice-principal will be fulfilled after you return to Kassel. Before that, let us enjoy this journey!"

The beautiful girls raised their arms and cheered.

"I can't tell."

Fingel whispered beside Lu Mingfei.

"The head killer is also quite good at coaxing girls."

"You better pay attention."

Lu Mingfei replied calmly.

"Be careful if he hears you."

Sure enough, before Fingel could say anything else, Schneider, who was walking in front, turned back and glanced at him lightly.

But he didn't say anything and continued to lead the way.

Fingel held his head high and his chest high, and he walked with a majestic air. He really looked like a German stickman.

"Go on, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Mingfei encouraged him.

"Are you kidding me? Is the head killer so easy to provoke?"

Fingel's lips moved slightly.

Soon, several people arrived in the exclusive carriage.

"sit."

Schneider motioned to the seat opposite.

Lu Mingfei, Zero, then Fen...

"etc."

Schneider stared at Fingel.

What do you do when "you come in"?

"Report to Professor!"

Fingel stood at attention and saluted as he faced the Gestapo.

"Wherever the boss is, I will be there!"

"Boss?"

Schneider looked at Ling and Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand.

"Well, Professor, I'm not familiar with him."

Fingel stepped back several steps.

He put his hands on his chest like a Xi Shi holding her heart.

Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei painfully.

"Boss!"

"The heart is on the left side."

Lu Mingfei reminded.

"Oh, thank you."

Fingel changed his chest and continued to cover it.

Switching between painful expressions in one second.

Some people will use sentences such as "Every eyelash of this person is a show" to describe an actor's outstanding acting skills.

Fingel is different.

Every beard of his is a show!

"I believe you so much!"

"But you!"

A big lump of meat flew out of the car.

The door of the box was brushed shut again.

Lu Mingfei smiled at Schneider.

"Mission accomplished, sir!"

Hearing this, Schneider's eyes, which seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice, actually showed a slight smile.

"Get back to your seat, soldier."

"yes!"

Lu Mingfei sat down next to Ling.

They and Schneider were the only three people left in the carriage.

Perhaps Lu Mingfei's actions just now brought back some of Schneider's memories.

His eyes softened.

There was also a little emotion in the voice.

But the first words after speaking are not supplementary content of preschool tutoring.

But...

"If Fingel has caused you any trouble, I would like to apologize to both of you on his behalf."

With that said, this man with an iron-blooded aura stood up and bowed slightly to Lu Mingfei and Ling.

Lu Mingfei couldn't bear this, so he hurriedly jumped up and pulled Ling along with him, although the girl's eyes were still obviously confused.

"Serious words, serious words."

Lu Mingfei said quickly.

"It's too exaggerated to be troubled. Fingel is a very interesting person. We may become very good friends."

Schneider had a smile in his eyes.

He watched quietly as the young man spoke to a guy he had just met for less than half a day.

The busy look makes people smile.

Schneider suddenly remembered what the principal often said.

"Mingfei, he is a good boy."

The head of the execution department felt a slight movement in his heart.

Suddenly he had an idea.

Schneider spoke directly.

He is such a person, clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

"Lu Mingfei."

"Have you considered joining the executive department?"

"Execution Department?"

Lu Mingfei was confused. He didn't know why the professor in front of him suddenly mentioned this.

"Um."

Schneider said.

"I think you should know something about the Executive Department."

"For example, your senior, Chu Zihang, is an outstanding specialist in the execution department."

The three of them sat across the table from each other.

Schneider briefly introduced to Lu Mingfei and Zero what the execution department is.

As we all know, Cassel's predecessor was the Camarilla.

As for what the secret party is, those lined backs and Deadpool's corpses must be able to give the most perfect answer.

The history of the Camarilla is the history of war between hybrids and dragons.

They are always at the forefront of the battlefield. Taking the ancient Abrahamic blood contract as the supreme rule, the dragon slayers of the Camarilla throughout the ages used their bodies to form the last line of defense between dragons and humans.

To put it simply, the Camarilla is an outright violent organization.

Although a hundred years have passed and the Camarilla has evolved into Kassel, it seems that the Lion has put away his minions, put on gold-rimmed glasses and a mortarboard and started teaching.

But the warm exterior is just an illusion.

Just like the turbulent undercurrent under the calm sea.

The lion has not put away his claws.

His minions are always present.

And it's as sharp as ever.

That is the execution department.

All elite students from Kassel have internship experience in the executive department.

The vast majority of them joined the executive department directly after graduation and became specialists.

They are sharp blades and the leading geniuses in mixed-race society.

The execution department is where these geniuses gather.

"In other words, if you join the Executive Department, you will have to fight with dangerous hybrids or pure-blood dragons all over the world."

Lu Mingfei concluded.

Schneider nodded, his words were true, but not as sinister as Lu Mingfei said. He was about to explain when he heard what the young man across the table said expectantly.

"It seems very interesting."

Schneider coughed twice.

"We will discuss the work of the Executive Department later. Students with outstanding performance can submit an internship application to the Executive Department at the end of their freshman year, or you can make an exception if you get excellent scores in the war practice class in the first half of your freshman year. Enter."

Schneider briefly mentioned it and then said.

"What I mean by joining is becoming my student."

"student?"

Lu Mingfei seemed to remember something and smiled apologetically.

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it."

"Regarding the issue of mentors, I have some special circumstances."

"I know."

Schneider seemed to have already guessed what Lu Mingfei wanted to say.

"Professor Guderian, right?"

"That was the original decision."

"But a month ago, Mr. Principal withdrew his resignation."

"You can't decide on an S-class mentor so lightly."

"and."

Schneider smiled slightly.

"You also have to take S-class's own opinions into consideration, don't you?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It has been withdrawn."

He said.

Schneider's heart moved.

"You don't seem surprised."

"It's not surprising."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while and said embarrassedly.

"Actually, I wanted to say it."

"It's just that I already have a teacher."

"There's no way I can follow another one."

Schneider hummed.

"Not Guderian?"

"no no."

Lu Mingfei smiled and waved.

"It's someone else, someone else."

Schneider nodded.

"It seems that this teacher has a special meaning to you."

"Um."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I heard that Kassel is implementing a plan for a Chinese campus."

"Indeed, I think you should have noticed that the girls outside the carriage, including me, are all communicating in Chinese."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"There is a saying in my country. I wonder if you have heard of it, Professor."

Lu Mingfei sighed lightly.

"Once a teacher, always a father."

"Master, he is also a master."

Seeing Schneider's confused look, Lu Mingfei used a pointing pen to write "Master" and "Master" on the table for comparison.

Schneider understands.

"So that's it."

He nodded and said regretfully.

"Originally I wanted to accept you as a student."

"You should know Chu Zihang, he is also my student."

"The two of you will still be able to take care of me then."

"Looking at it now, since you have a master in front of you, it's really a pity."

Lu Mingfei smiled sarcastically.

"Anyway, thank you Professor for your respect."

Schneider shook his head and looked at Zero.

"What follows is S-level exclusive content. I'm sorry. Miss, can you please step aside?"

The girl glanced at Lu Mingfei vaguely.

She jumped off the chair neatly and walked out.

The box door is closed.

The confined space suddenly became eerily quiet.

The clanging train never stops.

He was like this ten years ago.

The same was true twenty years ago.

Maybe it will be the same in the years to come.

"S-level."

Schneider muttered.

Lu Mingfei was silent. He suddenly realized something. Schneider came here specially today and asked him to talk again. All the above were for what was going to happen next.

After all, the head of Kassel's executive department came to pick up a new student for no reason. Even if the new student was S-class, he would not have mobilized so much.

So, what do you do?

"Yan Ling."

Schneider said.

"I think Chu Zihang's preschool tutoring should have mentioned something about the spirit of speech."

"Well, the special ability mastered by hybrids is to expand the domain by chanting dragon texts and give orders to the world in the domain."

"That's a good explanation. That kid is always reassuring."

Schneider's eyes were smiling.

"Then, I think you should also know the periodic table of words and spirits."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

Schneider continued.

"The hybrid sorted all the currently appearing word spirits, which is the periodic table of word spirits."

"But one of them is special."

"No hybrid can use this word spirit."

"But from another perspective, it can also be said that almost all hybrids can use this word spirit."

Lu Mingfei became interested.

"Oh, professor you mean?"

"Yan Ling, Emperor."

"I'll use my own eyes to confirm."

He spoke.

It is obscure and difficult to understand, yet it is sacred and grand.

It’s hard to imagine that Schneider’s severely burned vocal cords could produce such solemn syllables.

This is also a syllable that normal humans cannot pronounce at all.

Bells are ringing from the ends of the world.

What greatness was born.

It was getting dark.

In this absolute darkness of nothingness.

The bright golden light tears everything apart.

Schneider put his hand in front of his eyes.

Golden eyes!

These were golden eyes that he had never seen before!

The golden light was like molten liquid, making his skin hot.

The next second, the golden light disappeared.

Schneider put his hands down.

He looked at the fainting boy across the table.

"S-level!"

The eyes of the executive director were filled with shock.

He sat motionless for a long time.

After a while he came back to his senses.

Schneider glanced at Lu Mingfei again.

S-level is S-level.

Since Emperor Yan Ling can react to him.

He will probably be a reliable comrade.

Schneider breathed a sigh of relief.

The worst didn't happen.

That's great.

…………

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Look at the little boy in black dress opposite.

what's the situation?

He just flashed his mind, so why did Schneider become a little devil?

After a second thought, I understood.

It is probably the domain of the little devil again.

Without Yama's Wai Gang cultivation, he would not be able to accurately sense the appearance of the little devil.

Sometimes I am really startled by this child.