Chapter 171 Testing Yan Ling and the Outstanding Equipment Department (10,000 Updates)

After seeing the styles of Vice-President Caesar, Fingel and others, Lu Mingfei thought he had fully understood the true face of Kassel, the highest university in mixed-race society.

Or virtue.

but! Here comes the point, but!

He was still naive.

When Lu Mingfei briefly described the word spirit he had awakened, and saw the recording professor perform a wonderful face change from bewilderment to shock, mixed with disbelief and ecstasy.

A pair of heavily armed school janitors. Well, these muscular men who are 1.9 meters tall and carry submachine guns and tactical daggers on their waists should be school janitors, right? In short, a few good brothers who looked like they had bought the annual gym membership rushed in and politely surrounded Lu Mingfei in the middle.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei was scared.

I can't use the word "scared". It's a bit biased. A more accurate term would be "surprised".

It was really dangerous. Lu Mingfei almost took action. If Chu Zihang and the cadres of the Lion Heart Club had not arrived in time, the body transportation agreement just signed by the school workers would have come into effect. Not only the school workers, but also Lian Lu Ming Fei also looked frightened.

"Senior, please say hello next time if you have any trouble. What if there is an emergency? It's not a joke to kill someone."

Lu Mingfei said this to Chu Zihang.

, Chairman Ru, who had a paralyzed face, hesitated to speak several times, and finally nodded reluctantly out of consideration for the fact that he had to call this guy a road master.

Then Lu Mingfei was escorted by the Lion Heart Club elites and school workers led by Chu Zihang, and went down to the ground.

On the way, a boy who claimed to be Lancelot, the vice president of the Lion Heart Club and Chu Zihang's secretary, explained to Lu Mingfei.

It seemed that Lu Mingfei's awakened spirit was so powerful that it directly alerted the professors and the equipment department. The principal personally ordered them to escort Lu Mingfei to the training ground for testing. Perhaps it was for life safety reasons to avoid irritating the S-level. , Lancelot also emphasized the word "test", emphasizing that it was not an experiment. All test items were based on Lu Mingfei's will, and there would be absolutely no forced behavior.

In fact, Lancelot's worries were completely unnecessary.

Lu Mingfei didn't care that Cassel would criticize him.

Ha, if you want to be disadvantageous to him, you must at least have matching strength first.

If it were not for the purpose of spreading martial arts, Lu Mingfei would not necessarily come to Kassel.

With his current self-generated martial arts cultivation, he has already begun to warm and nourish his roots. As long as the conditions are ripe, he will be able to achieve miraculous self-generated achievements. In Kassel, in addition to the famous principal Angers who has not yet met, he may also have to Counting the dead vice principal in the bell tower, except for these two people, there really wasn't anyone worth Lu Mingfei's fear.

So, they can do whatever they want with the test, and it doesn't matter whether they mean any harm or not. Even though Lu Mingfei is chatty and chatty, if you really think that he can do whatever he wants, you are wrong, and you are totally wrong.

As for what Lu Mingfei is concerned about.

Why is the senior’s secretary a boy?

He looked at Lancelot suspiciously.

Forget it, it’s not important.

only……

"escort?"

"Well, although the probability of happening is very low, it is not absolutely zero. Considering your specialness and importance, the principal specially ordered us to send you to the training ground safely."

"All right."

Lu Mingfei said this, but everyone present could see from the look on his face that his idea was simple.

Are you the only one who can beat me and still escort me?

What's going on if the security personnel don't have a target to attack?

Lancelot also looked helpless.

To be honest, he was stupid when he received the mission. What is the situation, S-class, escort?

Who protects whom?

Well, after all, it is a task assigned by the superiors, no matter how unreasonable it is, it must be carried out. They are the Lion Heart Club, not like the showy people in the Student Union.

This was Lu Mingfei's first time visiting Kassel's underground.

After a series of tedious verification measures, they finally arrived at their destination.

Lu Mingfei was dazzled by the various mechanical weapons along the way. He even sensed energy reactions that made him brace himself several times. It was probably something like an alchemical matrix.

"What's ahead?"

he asked curiously.

"It requires such a high security level. Is it Norma's true identity?"

Several members of the Lionheart Club who were responsible for escorting showed subtle expressions.

The mission of the school workers came to an end when they arrived underground, and ordinary people like them had no access rights at all.

"Although I heard that Norma's security measures are similar to those here."

Lancelot coughed twice.

"Anyway, you'll see it soon."

Sure enough, when the last thing that was 200cm thick and I don't know whether it should be called an alloy door or an alloy wall was raised.

Lu Mingfei's curiosity was finally answered.

I saw a group of people wearing spacesuits and wearing glass fish tanks. That thing must be a glass fish tank. In short, it was just such a group of weirdos blocking the door, with their passionate eyes focused on Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened.

"What's this!"

Lancelot coughed twice again.

"The director of our equipment department and his staff."

"Equipment Department!"

Lu Mingfei recalled all the rumors about this magical department.

Especially on the Night Watch forum, you can always find some bizarre posts in some strange corners, which contain content that looks like urban legends at first glance. For example, it looks like bread and tastes like bread, but it is A magical prop that can explode.

Just when you think they are just playing some kind of game with perfect settings, they will tell you seriously.

No, it’s not a setting, it’s all real.

Bread that can explode and so on are real items.

Similar to this, there are chewing gum that can explode a person's jaw into the sky with one bite, and a bow tie that can explode the neck as long as it is tied according to standard procedures. As for ordinary explosives such as lighters, ballpoint pens, cigarette boxes, etc., they are not mentioned at all. necessary.

What, you said these things are not explosives?

That's because you haven't been to the equipment department, my dear friend.

Solids can no longer satisfy these lunatics.

They are trying to transform Coca-Cola into a bomb, a liquid that can remain stable at normal temperatures and pressures. It will perfectly match Coca-Cola in terms of visual appearance and taste. Only when certain conditions are met, such as eating French fries immediately after drinking Coca-Cola, It will explode with a bang.

It sounds like a fantasy, right? It's an idea that only a madman can come up with. But the application for the project has already been placed on Angers' desk. Of course, it can't be completed with just technological means, but the Equipment Department has almost everything in its hands. It can be said that it is the most cutting-edge alchemy technology of hybrids. It is no exaggeration to combine human technology with dragon alchemy to achieve any kind of miracles.

As for why the Coca-Cola bomb project has not yet been completed, the main reason is that there are huge differences within the equipment department. One group of people firmly believes that the taste of Coca-Cola should be chosen. Only Coca-Cola is the real Coke, but the other group of people holds completely different opinions. Views, they joked about each other as old fogies, and that young people should try new and creative things like Pepsi.

For this reason, the two groups quarreled and even fought. In just one week, more than ten people were sent to the infirmary. This behavior also caused a considerable burden on Kassel's medical system, mainly doctors. We discovered a phenomenon that the two parties, "Keguojiao" and "Pepsijiao", must not be placed in the same ward. Otherwise, as soon as the doctors and nurses leave, the people in the ward will start fighting.

According to them, this is called faith! No blasphemy allowed!

Although the doctors don't understand how the taste of soda drinks can rise to the level of blasphemy, but, well, they are the equipment department after all, so they are used to it.

When Lu Mingfei understood the ins and outs of the "Cola Incident", he was in a daze. He thought that the dignified Dragon Slaying Academy would be the limit with such talented people as the vice-principal and Fingel, but Cassell could always help. An unexpected place gave him a surprise. No matter how hard he used his brain, he would not have guessed that there was a Feng Shui treasure land with outstanding people like the Equipment Department. Oh no, a paradise of immortals!

At this moment, he finally saw the immortals living in seclusion in the blessed land.

Why do these guys have a fish tank on their heads?

Lu Mingfei stepped into the equipment department with such doubts.

"stop!"

Minister Mohammed rushed forward with a lunge.

"How could you just come in!"

"How dangerous, how dangerous!"

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

Could it be that... there is some kind of colorless and odorless chemical weapon in the equipment department?

Well, it makes sense that they all have fish tanks on their heads.

Just as I was thinking about this, I saw a few weirdos in heavy chemical protective suits coming over and spraying wildly at Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Lancelot and others. The bottles they held in their hands said "Medical Use". Alcohol" words.

Minister Mohammed was still shaking his head.

"Don't you know how many germs there are out there?"

"Just come in like this. What if your backward, underdeveloped bodies contaminate our precious brains?"

"Who is responsible for the impact, ah, who..."

He turned around with emotion.

Lancelot and the members of the Lion Heart Club hugged Lu Mingfei tightly.

"Calm down, S-class, calm down! Don't be like these guys! They will all die if you punch them!"

"Let me go! Let me go! Who the hell are you saying is lagging behind! Who are you saying is not fully developed! This Yama will accept you today! Go to me and confess before the judge, you bastard!"

In short, they entered the equipment department safely.

Of course, Lu Mingfei was just joking. If he really wanted to take action, none of these people except the seniors could hold him back.

As for Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei even thought that the senior could help him look out when he was bloodbathing the equipment department.

Tacit understanding, tacit understanding, do you know what tacit understanding is?

…………

"New Yanling?"

The director of the Equipment Department touched his chin and pondered.

"Although it's a pity that it can't explode, don't be discouraged. After our development, there may still be a certain chance that we can help you develop a function that can successfully explode."

He said this to Lu Mingfei seriously.

"Thanks. Actually I'm not interested in explosions."

"Don't suppress your nature."

Mr. Minister is very sincere.

"Whose nature is to think about explosions?"

Lu Mingfei retorted.

A pair of calm eyes looked over from behind the glass fish tank.

Lu Mingfei:......

"Okay I know you are."

"Oh right before the experiment starts."

The minister cleared his throat.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Muhammad. I will be responsible for testing your new spirit tonight."

"Oh, my name is Lu Mingfei."

As he spoke, he extended his hand.

The imagined handshake did not happen.

On the contrary, the minister who called himself Muhammad changed his face wildly. He almost jumped back with an exaggerated action like a doraemon seeing a mouse, and quickly and skillfully pulled a member of the equipment department next to him to block it in front of him, revealing a vigilant eye. Staring at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei:......

He looked at his hands and then at Muhammad.

what happens?

"Quick! Put it down!"

Muhammad's voice trembled.

"Do you want to kill me!"

"I just want to shake hands..."

"Oh my goodness!"

Muhammad screamed like a doraemon when it sees a mouse.

At the same time, the other members of the equipment department also frequently exchanged glances to vent their panic.

"Someone actually wants to touch our bodies!"

"terrible!"

"It's unbelievable, it's the worst thing I've ever heard!"

Lu Mingfei quietly retracted his hand.

Then make a fist.

Lancelot sighed tiredly.

"Forget it, S-class."

"Don't be as knowledgeable as a madman. Based on my experience, just automatically translate their words into Zhi Zhi Zhi and that's it."

"Have they always been like this?"

"Well, have you seen the life-support device?"

"What, isn't that thing on their heads a fish tank?"

It was obvious that Lancelot had a hard time holding back his laughter.

"Although I like your metaphor very much, I have to say that it is actually the life-support device of the Equipment Department. They have a self-circulating air system that is completely isolated from the outside world. According to them, it can breathe with individuals who have not yet fully evolved. The same air will affect the working efficiency of their brains and cause irreversible damage to their physical health."

"Although these reasons sound ridiculous."

Lu Mingfei's eyes were empty.

"But I still want to say something. Do you really think I haven't watched One Piece?"

"That thing with a fish tank on its head is called a Denryujin. Be careful that Uncle Oda sues them for infringement!"

Until he woke up early the next morning, Lu Mingfei still remembered what happened last night.

Before coming here, I thought Kassel was a place similar to the Gundam Military Fortress.

I never thought that just three days would completely change my mind.

Lu Mingfei shook his head. After experiencing the contact with the equipment department, he had a thorough understanding of the Dragon Slaying Academy in Kassel.

From now on, no matter how outrageous something happens to him, as long as it happens in Kassel, he won't be surprised...

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened.

In front of him was Minister Mohammed who was stuffing French fries and Coke into a glass fish tank.

"Oh, good morning!"

Muhammad bit the straw and said this.

"Don't you refuse to breathe the same air as ordinary people?"

"certainly."

Muhammad nodded as expected, then pointed to the accessories on the glass fish tank and introduced them.

"You see, when we designed the life-support device, we left interfaces to facilitate the installation of special functional modules."

"So what are your functional modules?"

"Of course it's the Coke and French fries feeding device."

Muhammad said in a tone that there was really nothing he could do against young people.

Then he also gave a demonstration himself.

They demonstrated how to use their feeding module to complete the eating process.

"How about it? It's a genius design."

Muhammad was elated.

"Of course, I know you are shocked, but please don't make a fuss. For us, this level of design is really not worth mentioning!"

"Although it's true that I'm shocked, but, well, I always feel like you guys have misunderstood something."

Lu Mingfei covered his forehead and shook it.

"And, having said that, don't you claim that breathing the same air as ordinary people will cause irreversible damage to your brain?"

"exactly."

"Then what's going on with all this junk food!"

"No matter how you look at it, Coke and French fries do much more damage to the body than air."

"wrong."

Minister Mohammed said seriously.

"These are not junk foods."

If you can ignore the fact that he is chewing French fries and just observe the minister's serious expression, it might be somewhat convincing.

"We are making very good progress in demonstrating that fried foods such as French fries and Coke are not junk food."

"As for the paper, um, do you want to read it?"

"Forget it, no, thank you."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

By the way, can't the brains of these geniuses be used in some normal places? How on earth did the reviewers give the budget for approval on the subject of proving that junk food is not junk food?

"By the way, your breakfast is ready."

Muhammad gave a thumbs up, and his eight shiny teeth seemed to reflect light.

"I heard that you have a big appetite. You are S-class. You can understand everything that is different."

He pointed to a long table of cola fries and said proudly to Lu Mingfei.

"You're welcome. Now that you've arrived at our equipment department, you will definitely be provided with the top-notch service. As the saying goes in your country, aha, you feel at home!"

"Thank you, my house is not a fried chicken restaurant."

"Haha, S-class is really humorous!"

Minister Mohammed clapped his hands.

"Okay, hurry up and enjoy the feast. Last night was just an appetizer. The main event is about to begin now."

With that, he left, leaving Lu Mingfei staring at the chips and coke alone.

I looked for it, but there wasn't even a piece of meat.

"Boss!"

A mean voice came to mind at the door and approached at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Mingfei instinctively turned sideways to avoid Fingel's flying attack.

"How did you come?"

Lu Mingfei asked, looking at Fingel who was sprawled on the ground.

"Isn't this where I come to visit you?"

Fingel grabbed the table and stood up, glanced up, and was startled.

"Did you loot the kitchen of the equipment department?"

"Tell me this."

Lu Mingfei snatched the bag from Fingel's hand, opened it and took a look inside.

"Wow, three roasted pork knuckles, that's a big help!"

"No, boss, that momentum is mine..."

"What did you say?"

Lu Mingfei bit his elbow and refused to kiss.

"No...nothing."

Fingel bit his fingers in frustration.

"Mingfei!"

A strange voice came.

Lu Mingfei flashed instinctively again.

I saw an out-of-shape old man knocking Fingel down like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

"Um, who are you?"

Lu Mingfei asked cautiously, holding his elbow in his mouth.

The old man on the ground got up panting. He was wearing a very elegant denim suit, but he looked a little funny in this supposedly handsome outfit. Lu Mingfei even doubted that this man could really dance based on his figure. Are you on horseback?

In response to Lu Mingfei's question, the old cowboy did not tell him directly who he was. Instead, he winked at Lu Mingfei for a while, showing an expression that was as mean as Fingel.

Wait, it's comparable to Fingel.

Lu Mingfei seemed to know the identity of the person in front of him.

Sure enough, I heard the old cowboy say with a smile.

"Those girls, they're not bad."

"I have to say that the Gattuso boy's grades are mediocre, but his taste is really good."

"The Lace Girl Group, all of them are good girls, hehehehe."

As he spoke, the old cowboy's face suddenly turned sinister, almost gnashing his teeth.

"That bastard Angers, that tyrant, rejected my application without any reason!"

"Isn't it just to ask the girls from the Lace Girls Group to work part-time at the clock tower and take care of my three meals a day!"

"It's not like I don't give credits!"

The old cowboy was obviously furious.

"I think Cassel's credits are probably not used in this kind of place."

Lu Mingfei said weakly.

He was still thinking about the vice-principal last night, and now he has met him.

Well, how should I put it? It would definitely be wrong to use the image of the top alchemist master in the West today. Who can believe that the alchemist master would have this kind of virtue?

But if you change your perspective, think about it, the person in front of you is the vice-principal of a college like Kassel.

That’s reasonable.

"Mingfei!"

Guderian came here crying.

"I can't pretend not to hear what you just said."

Manstein glanced at the vice-principal who was sneakily grabbing French fries to eat.

The latter showed him a big smile with red ketchup on the corner of his mouth.

Manstein turned his head in pain.

Soon, the equipment department's restaurant was filled with people.

Lu Mingfei seemed to be some kind of rare animal, and everyone tried to come up and say a few words to him.

For example, Professor Guderian burst into tears.

"Oh, oh, oh, I knew you were a genius!"

Manstein pushed it away to avoid further embarrassment to his old friend.

"Do you still remember me? We met on Freedom Day."

He tried his best to show Lu Mingfei a friendly smile.

"Your speaking skills are impressive. We have some unique ideas and hope to have the opportunity to discuss them with you in detail."

Before Lu Mingfei could answer, Manstein had already been squeezed out of the way by just saying this.

In fact, given his status, the time to say such a thing depends on his title as director of the Discipline Committee.

“Execution always has the door open for you.”

Schneider and Lu Mingfei shook hands vigorously and neatly dragged the oxygen cart away.

Then a mummy stood straight in front of Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei almost greeted him with a move called Dragon Snake Secret Record.

The guy in front of him had a wrinkled face, droopy eyelids like a Shar-Pei dog, and a few listless white hairs on his head. Some people believed him to be a zombie or a lich.

"Professor Turing, the pioneer and founder of the information age..."

Fingel introduced Lu Mingfei in a low voice.

"Hello, professor."

Then, one after another, famous old antiques in the scientific community or the history of alchemy came forward.

They shook hands with Lu Mingfei eagerly. Lu Mingfei was completely frightened. He was joking about the physical fitness of the masters. He accidentally used too much strength. He shook hands and shook people's arms. Whose fault is it?

At first, Lu Mingfei felt like he was an important leader meeting envoys from various countries.

But as he got closer, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Why are the envoys looking so eagerly at him that they want to carry him, the leader, to the autopsy table?

It was the last vice principal who solved Lu Mingfei's doubts.

"Xiao Mingfei, don't be afraid."

The old cowboy patted Lu Mingfei's hand kindly and tried to wipe the ketchup on his sleeve on the young man. But who was Lu Mingfei? He was still touched by an old guy who was out of shape. Ha, let's go. What a joke.

In the end, the vice-principal had no choice but to rub himself against Fingel twice.

"Tell me about these guys."

"snort."

The vice principal glanced at the old immortals present.

"They are all people with bad intentions but no courage. Don't worry, Xiao Mingfei. I showed them the video of your free day before coming here. They know what they can and cannot do."

"That's right, Yan Ling."

He rubbed his hands eagerly.

"I read your test report last night. Do you need to look directly into the patient's eyes to activate it? The recovery speed of the injury is very fast. Come on, let's give it a try now."

Lu Mingfei was already chewing on the last elbow.

"right here?"

He looked around.

What I saw were pairs of eyes that were almost gleaming.

"But, there is no material."

"Hahaha, this is not easy!"

The vice-principal smiled heartily, took out a fruit knife and thrust it into Fingel's thigh with his backhand.

Lu Mingfei:......

Fingel lowered his head in disbelief and glanced at the fruit knife on his thigh. When he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with tears.

His face turned red and he covered his mouth with his hands, just a second before he burst into tears.

The vice-principal drew his knife.

Blood spurted out all of a sudden.

Lu Mingfei watched helplessly as Fingel's face turned from red to purple, which made him miserable.

The vice principal said to Lu Mingfei with a kind smile.

"How about it? Is this wound suitable? Look at how fast the blood is flowing. If it's not enough, I can stab you twice more. Don't worry, I'm not tired. I can just say whatever I want."

Of course you'll be fine.

I think the person who should be worried is Fingel.

Lu Mingfei hesitated to speak, and finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll try."

After stabbing him, what else could he think about? Instead of discussing with others the necessity of the next stab, he might as well take this opportunity to use the spirit of speech, which would also give Fingel a relief.

It should be no problem to use Jiejie in this place.

Without thinking much, Lu Mingfei looked into Fengel's eyes, his bright golden eyes ignited, and a majestic voice came from the young man's mouth.

At this moment, no matter who you are, no matter what outstanding achievements you have made in the fields of science and alchemy, no matter what laurels and honors you have won.

Give me all peace.

The blood descendant of the Black King is using his word spirit.

Just this thing in itself is enough to make the half-breeds awe and pious.

What's more, this descendant of the Black King is still S-class.

He said.

"do not die."

Fingel tried his best to keep his eyes wide open and keep looking directly at Lu Mingfei, not because he had any objections to the S-class, but mainly because he was worried that the treatment would not be effective once he looked away.

At this time, when Lu Mingfei spoke the spirit, Fengel immediately felt an ant-like itching from the wound on his thigh.

He immediately lowered his head.

An incredible look instantly appeared in his eyes.

He saw that his wounds were visibly growing granulations, intertwining and intertwining. First the bleeding was stopped, and then pink tissue quickly appeared, including fat layer, muscle, and finally skin.

Everyone stared at his thigh in silence.

The expression on his face was like that of a pilgrim admiring a blood-stained cross.

The camera in the corner of the ceiling had also been pointed at it, completely recording everything that was happening.

"It's unimaginable."

"Word spirit, alchemy, miracle!"

"Is this a dragon?"

A master murmured.

Their voices were very small. After all, they were only speaking to themselves, and they were not even listening. They were simply expressing their inner emotions, nothing more.

It was in this atmosphere that was so quiet that it could almost be described as sacred.

Fingel's curvy leg hair proudly stretched out.

Lu Mingfei felt a little embarrassed.

Is the effect of his speech spirit too good, and the hair on his legs...

"Look, isn't it sexy?"

Fingel shook his thighs in a lively manner. Everyone knew what this man was proud of. Although it was hard to imagine, it seemed that this bitch was indeed proud of his leg hair.

I'm actually embarrassed by this bitch.

Lu Mingfei made a profound self-examination.

I'm guilty.

The masters didn't pay attention to Fingel's showmanship. They started discussing in groups of twos and threes. Each one of them blushed with excitement, and two of them even went into shock on the spot.

Just when Lu Mingfei was about to call someone, he saw a group of people in white coats running in from the door. They inspected the two masters for a while, then nodded, and left with their heads and feet on the stage.

The whole process is extremely smooth and breathtaking.

Lu Mingfei:......

"New dragon text."

The vice principal pondered.

Although it seems very unreliable, the fact is that the vice-principal is the representative of everyone present. Even though they can all be called masters, in terms of true status, no one can compare with the vice-principal. .

Just as those who study theory naturally despise those who study and apply, and the two brothers despise those who tinker with materials, a similar chain of contempt also exists in the circle of mixed-race scholars.

Generally speaking, it can be said that alchemists are naturally superior to scientific researchers. As for the top masters in the field of alchemy, such as the vice-chancellor, they are at the top of the contempt chain, and they belong to the level of being able to see all the mountains at a glance.

Although most people who reach the top say "climb Mount Tai and become a small world", the vice principal will clamor for "two more girls".

"Xiao Mingfei, do you still remember the meaning of what you said when you used the word spirit?"

"That's right, don't die."

"Don't you want to die?"

The vice principal nodded thoughtfully.

Other masters also looked thoughtful.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised. In fact, during last night's test, he had already discovered that after getting the authority to activate "Don't Die" from the little devil, some changes had taken place in this speaking spirit.

The most obvious point is Long Wen.

Although from Lu Mingfei's perspective, he clearly knew what he was reading.

do not die.

It's very simple, just these three words in Chinese.

But to other people's ears, they are all ancient and incomprehensible dragon texts. Let alone Chinese, they can't even remember them.

The equipment department even used special instruments to record it, but when it was played back again, only rustling noise was left.

"I can't understand how it's possible!"

"This has never happened before!"

"Although the language of dragons itself has mysterious power, we can still use" equipment to record it, such as the emperor. All hybrids can learn to use this language spirit.

"But the S-class word spirit is different. It cannot be received or remembered. Do you know what I felt just now? I feel like I am facing the Emperor of Word Spirit. The kind of touching feeling from the heart, no There will be mistakes!”

The masters started a heated discussion.

The cynical face of the vice-principal also showed a serious look.

He had never encountered anything so strange.

S-level people know the meaning of their words, which is unimaginable in itself.

As we all know, although hybrids can use the word spirit by chanting dragon texts, this behavior is closer to instincts such as knee jerk reflex or eyeball reflex. The only difference is that the knee jerk reflex relies on spinal nerves, while the word spirit relies on It's the dragon's blood in the hybrid body.

But neither requires brain control.

Therefore, even if hybrids can use speech spirits and chant dragon language, they don't know exactly what they are chanting. They are like primitive people who picked up a lighter. Maybe they mastered the skill of igniting a lighter by chance, but If you want them to tell how this thing caused the fire to start, hey, let them be spared.

But it's different now.

Lu Mingfei casually said the meaning of the dragon language.

do not die.

But here's the problem, he mastered the craftsmanship of making lighters, but no one can see this lighter.

They only remembered what Lu Mingfei seemed to have said, but what exactly did he say? No one remembers.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand, and with a slight hook, it messed up everyone's understanding of this word spirit.

"Perhaps, this is the special nature of the Black King's descendants."

The vice principal's words silenced everyone.

The masters bowed their heads in thought.

Indeed, the S-class descendant of the Black King is the only descendant of the Black King discovered so far. It is normal for anything to happen to him, and they should have been mentally prepared.

"OK OK."

The vice principal clapped his hands and spoke loudly.

"Our S-class has finished his breakfast. I think everyone can't wait, so let's start the test of the new word spirit."

Lu Mingfei came to the training ground surrounded by mummies and masters.

This is a special room. It has three sides and one is explosion-proof glass that can resist the impact of bombs. When talking about this, Lu Mingfei had to remember that Minister Mohammed was in the room last night to show him how excellent the explosion-proof ability of this glass is. The bomb detonated.

Although there was no problem with the glass in the end, Minister Mohammed was almost beaten to death by Lu Mingfei at that time.

"Are you ready, Xiao Mingfei?"

The voice of the vice principal came from the PA in the room.

Lu Mingfei nodded to the masters outside the glass.

Soon, the robotic arm delivered a seriously injured mouse to Lu Mingfei.

Following the instructions on the radio, Lu Mingfei looked the mouse directly in the eyes and said not to die.

After waiting for three minutes, the mouse showed no response.

The masters outside the glass window were writing quickly in their notebooks and whispering to each other.

"It doesn't work on mice, why?"

"Maybe it requires the receptor to have some intelligence."

"So what is the standard for intelligence? Does it have to be humans? What about monkeys? What about dolphins?"

"Maybe there are other possibilities, such as soul."

The master continued their discussion.

Lu Mingfei's tests are also continuing.

The mice were followed by police dogs, then pigs.

Different from what ordinary people imagine, pigs are actually very intelligent, at least higher than dogs. As for why there are police dogs but not police pigs...

Friends, there really are police pigs.

Closer to home, animals were sent into the room one after another, but the results were the same, none of them worked.

"Xiao Mingfei."

the vice-chancellor asked.

"How is your consumption? Do you feel tired?"

"No."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while.

"Same as the beginning."

The masters' eyes lit up.

"That is to say, as long as it doesn't work, it won't be a burden to the user?"

"How many times can he use the word spirit? I can't wait to know where the limit of S-class is."

Finally, a strong man walked into the room.

"Normal test data is sufficient."

"Now we need to try the limits of Xiao Mingfei's words."

"The first project is to regenerate a severed limb."

Lu Mingfei's expression condensed.

I saw Mr. School Guard raise his hand, and only a section of his little finger and ring finger were left bare.

"Don't worry, we are not crazy enough to conduct such dangerous experiments on living people."

The vice principal chuckled.

"Risk, who served as a Navy SEAL in the US military, retired due to injuries. Xiao Mingfei, you also saw his palms."

"How's it going? Are you sure?"

Lu Mingfei frowned and said uncertainly.

"All I can say is try it."

"Um."

said the vice principal.

"Then leave it to you."

The school janitor named Riske grinned at Lu Mingfei.

"No matter what, I have to thank you, sir."

"Please don't bear any burden. When I received the news, I felt like I had won a million-dollar jackpot. Although I know it is useless to say this, I still thank you very much, sir."

Lu Mingfei smiled gently.

He held up his palms.

"Okay, I know."

"Don't be nervous, look into my eyes, that's fine."

"Uh-huh!"

Risk licked his lips.

"I'm watching, sir, is this okay? I mean..."

Lu Mingfei lit up his golden eyes.

"do not die."

He said.

The masters outside the explosion-proof glass held their breath and concentrated.

Time passed minute by minute, but it was a pity.

Nothing happened.

"Did it fail?"

"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to regenerate a broken limb."

"Not necessarily. It may be related to time. There are many variables and experiments are needed."

Suddenly someone noticed Riske's expression.

The vice principal immediately grabbed the microphone.

"School janitor, Riske, report your situation! What happened just now!"

"Yes, sir!"

Risk frowned, seemed to be recalling, and said with some uncertainty.

"I feel that just now, I have regained feeling in the part of my severed finger."

"What sense!"

"Hmm... numbness and emptiness, it seems..."

Risk tried hard to capture the feeling just now.

"It seems like something is missing, yes, something is missing."

Immediately, expressions of ecstasy appeared on the faces of the masters.

There was not a dull person present.

They immediately thought of what Riske meant.

"It's working, it's effective!"

"The severed finger, I know, it's a severed finger. If we find Riske's severed finger, we might be able to succeed!"

"It's unimaginable that after more than five years, his nerve endings have been necrotic for a long time, but he can still produce consciousness. Is this the spirit of speech!"

"Miracle! Miracle!"

Listening to the discussion on the radio, even Riske understood the current situation.

To be honest, he was a little regretful.

"It would be nice if I could keep my severed finger."

He laughed to himself.

Still bowed solemnly to Lu Mingfei.

"Anyway, I have to thank you for trying, sir."

"Sorry, I couldn't help you."

Lu Mingfei turned sideways and let go of Riske's gift.

PS: I will try my best to update. I haven’t thought much about adding more cards recently, so I’ll just assume he has thirty cards.

Currently adding more cards: 29

Please ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets. I haven't asked for them for a long time. I will probably be able to get through the plot of Kassel soon, and then the little devil will prepare for the game and know how to fight.