Chapter 196 Lu Mingfei and Ling

"gone."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

The moment he closed the door, Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that he and Ling were the only ones left in the room.

The grouping was a coincidence. They used a lottery method. In the end, it was discovered that Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed when he was in the group with Zero, and even had the urge to start over. In fact, he felt that he was with the three boys Chu Zihang and Fengel. It would also be nice to squeeze in a bit, such as kicking Fingel off the floor to make room for Zero.

But considering that they were on a mission, this supposedly deserted town turned out to be so weird, not to mention the existence of competitors who were also mixed race. It was a bit strange for a girl to spend a night alone in a room. No, in case of an accident, even though Ling Xiu has exerted great strength, she is not Lu Mingfei. She does not have terrifying experience and martial arts. At best, she is just an introductory body training warrior. It is difficult for her to defeat four hands with two fists, let alone There were guns and other modern weapons. If the girl showed up, Lu Mingfei would not know how he would face Lu Mingze.

With this in mind, Lu Mingfei decided to divide into two groups and proceed in the same manner tomorrow. Chu Zihang and Fingel were responsible for exploring the original site of the mine fire, while he and Ling were going to the only hospital in the town. .

Lu Mingfei slept on the bed next to the window, which made it easier to deal with accidents as soon as possible, such as those who sneaked in through the window at night. After all, this was the Iron Throne's training ground. What he saw from the moment he entered the town Everyone can regard them as direct competitors. Although they are not as exaggerated as in fantasy works, hybrids are still a group of extraordinary beings who have their own great power. Powerful power can naturally breed inflated courage and ambition. Before it is too late, When people find the entrance to the other world, it is also an effective option to directly clear out a group of people using violent means.

It was not that Lu Mingfei had not thought about this method, and compared to others, he who was at the peak of physical training and could break into inhumanity at any time, was more qualified to use absolute violence to sweep the entire field.

But he still gave up.

It's not that he is soft-hearted. Yama who walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood has nothing to do with such idioms. Lu Mingfei just remembered the words of the little devil.

Perhaps others still have doubts about the authenticity of this trial. In their opinion, this town may contain news about bronze and fire, but that is all. Usurping divine power is something that only mortals can do. Can the body really do it? They don't believe it.

But Lu Mingfei is sure that the trial of the Iron Throne is real.

After all, this was a trial that the little devil had spent months preparing for.

Used to grasp the complete authority of bronze and fire.

Since the trial stipulates that the entrance to the other world must be found as the starting point, Lu Mingfei has to do so. He still remembers the little devil's theory on the train to Kassel. The so-called ritual is to pass a special ritual. The necessary steps to achieve the mystical effect are the most effective means to peel off the complete authority of bronze and fire, so not only the end, but every step to reach the end is crucial, which directly affects whether he can obtain the complete authority. The ending.

The lights were turned off, and the light of the stars and moon fell from the window. Centralia was eerily quiet at night, not even the sound of insects could be heard.

Lu Mingfei stood in front of the window for a long time.

He could feel that something was going on in the dark night.

In fact, there is one point, which is also the most strange point. Although it was not mentioned in the previous meeting, it can be confirmed by the eyes that the four people know it well.

That is, the residents of this town.

All intelligence indicates that the last residents of Centralia left the town half a century ago.

But who are the people setting up stalls today?

Ghost town, ghost town.

Is it really a ghost?

After all, this place is also the testing ground for the authority of the Dragon King. It is reasonable for any abnormality to occur. However, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, they decided to maintain a wait-and-see attitude towards these sudden residents.

In addition to exploring hospitals and mines tomorrow, observing the residents is also a very important task.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

The girl's cold voice.

Lu Mingfei's frown relaxed. He turned around and saw Ling lying flat on the other bed in the room. She had taken off the little dinosaur's pajamas, leaving only half of her face exposed. She turned her head slightly to the side, and the moonlight was gentle. fell on the girl's penetrating eyes, just looking at the boy by the window.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

Zero shook his head.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

She asked persistently like a child.

"Um."

Lu Mingfei made no excuses.

"I want to stand and chat more."

Zero blinked.

With Lu Mingfei's eyesight, he could see the beautiful eyelashes of the girl in the dark night.

She sat up.

The quilt slid down, revealing a snow-like silk pajamas. The long platinum hair was covered like a blanket, and the girl's delicate collarbone and shoulders could be seen.

Lu Mingfei turned his face sideways.

"I'll guard you."

Zero said, jumping out of bed.

"Need not."

Lu Mingfei quickly stopped her.

"I won't completely enter samadhi. I will leave some concentration to pay attention to the outside world. I will wake up if there is any disturbance. You can sleep on your own."

Zero squatted there, pulled out the suitcase, and began to take out weapons.

In the past, Lu Mingfei might have been able to hold the girl's shoulders to stop her.

But now, it seems a little inappropriate.

"zero."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Go to bed, that's an order."

The girl instinctively crawled back into bed.

It's that cute look again with only one pair of eyes showing.

If you smile, it should look good.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought so.

Although Ling and Chu Zihang both have three nothings.

But anyone can see the difference between the two.

Chu Zihang's expressionless face was just a matter of facial paralysis or muscle problems. In fact, the president's psychological activities were richer and more exciting than anyone else's.

Zero is different.

This girl has nothing to do with physical facial paralysis.

She has no mood swings.

Like a doll driven by external forces, she is not living for herself, she is living for some other reason.

No matter how delicious the food is, no matter how gorgeous the scenery is, they are all meaningless to her.

Lu Mingfei remembered Zero's spiritual vision that the little devil showed him on the day of the 3E exam.

The girl with deathly gray eyes wide open in the white snow.

It was clearly a corpse.

Lu Mingfei walked to the girl's bed and squatted down.

The two were at eye level.

Ling's small face was exposed outside the quilt, blinking and looking at Lu Mingfei.

Those are a pair of crystal clear eyes.

The moonlight can always shine into her soul.

A soul as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

"Go to sleep."

Lu Mingfei smiled gently.

"I apologize for what I just said."

"Not an order."

"No one is qualified to give orders to Zero."

"boss."

Zero said.

"Boss can't do it either."

Lu Mingfei snorted.

"Next time he dares to order you to do this or that, just say no directly. If you have any questions, just come to me and see if I don't beat that kid to death."

Zero blinked.

Lu Mingfei let out a breath.

"Although I don't think you would listen to these words."

"But, well."

"As I said before, Zero is not a tool."

"Only tools will act on the orders of others. Zero is a human being, and Zero should have his own thoughts."

"so."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Please go to sleep, Zero-san."

"Good night."

…………

Same hotel, third floor, room with the best view.

Standing in the window of this room and looking out, you can have a panoramic view of most of Centralia. After all, this is not a very big place. Even in the most prosperous period, only about 1,200 people settled here.

Alexander stepped on the soft carpet, holding the Tapai red wine flown with them. Tapai may not be famous in this era, but in their circle, Tapai is the real king of wine, comparable to strong vodka. Red wine is a liquid that only real men can control.

There is no doubt that Alexander was just such a man.

As the first heir to the Alexander family, one of the highest parliaments in Europe, his correct title should be Alexander VII. When he truly sits as the head of the family and inherits the seat of the Supreme Parliament, he will be able to add the suffix "Seven" Get rid of it and really name it after the Macedonian emperor who spanned three weeks in history, Alexander.

This process was originally going to be carried out in ten-year units. The transfer of power of an ancient family is no longer a child's play. Although the seventh generation is already good enough, he also considers himself a natural leader. He even compares himself with the one in history. Compared to the Macedonian emperor.

But whether you are excellent or not is not something you think you can do.

He needs proof.

Prove it with irrefutable glory.

So, what better proof of a monarch’s prowess than his throne?

This is undoubtedly a great achievement that glorifies history.

The Dragon King who once ended an era will come to an end under the sword of Alexander.

In the future, his name will be recorded in the epic, as the greatest dragon slayer.

"are you ready?"

Alexander said.

"as you wish."

Little Robert smiled slightly.

This is a man with two delicate mustaches. From brooches to watches, all the details of his clothing are extremely exquisite.

"Where's Sancher?"

Alexander asked.

"who knows."

Little Robert shrugged easily.

"They said they were going to explore information. Maybe they could have fun somewhere."

"Look at how many mixed breeds are gathered here. With that guy's bellicose temperament, he's probably looking for someone to fight with again."

When he said this, he seemed to remember something and smiled to himself.

"By the way, have you heard of that S-class one in Kassel?"

"Yeah, he's a powerful soldier."

Alexander nodded calmly.

"I'm considering leaving a seat for him in my knighthood and giving him the honor of following me and becoming an epic."

"Oh, that's really incredible."

Little Robert raised his eyebrows.

"So you think highly of that guy."

"He won my admiration with his own strength. I watched the video of him defeating that Caesar and the president of the Lionheart Club head-on. It was impressive."

Even when he was saying words of appreciation, Alexander always looked aloof, just like a monarch appraising his ministers. No matter how amazing and talented the S-class was, it was just a tool for him to accomplish his great deeds.

In his opinion, this is the magnanimity a leader should have.

Little Robert pinched his beard and smiled.

What did he hear? Caesar.

In the eyes of the Supreme Council, the Gattuso family is just an upstart.

After all, even the Dragon-Slaying Organization of the Camarilla is only a branch of the Supreme Council.

Although the secret party gradually grew in the following years, and even took the opportunity of the development of the Americas to completely break away from the control of the Supreme Council and manage the land in the Americas.

But what is undisputed is that the origin of Western mixed-race families is in Europe.

And the oldest and most sacred organization in Europe is them, the Supreme Council.

Whether it is the Gattuso family or the secret party with great reputation, they are just ignorant young men in front of the ancient Supreme Council.

As a young man, it is true that he is full of vitality, but he is also somewhat noisy. When he achieves something, he brags about it, wishing that the whole world would know about it.

Just like the so-called legendary dragon slayer, Angers.

S level, is it very strong?

As far as Robert knew, the legendary Mr. Angers had never defeated their respected Speaker of the Henkel Parliament.

Although every time Speaker Henkel talks about it, he will lament the power of Angers, and respectfully teach young people like them to be careful of the principal of Kassel, and to be absolutely vigilant against all S-classes.

But Robert Jr. feels that these words are completely self-effacing by the Speaker, and are a strong man's affirmation of the challenger. This is in line with their ancient family etiquette. The upstart Cassel and Gattuso families are not the same. May experience.

So, this is the difference between nobles and common people.

Even if they are both mixed race, they are still divided into three, six or nine levels.

Just like that saying on the Internet.

All roads lead to Rome.

And some people were born in Rome.

Everyone is saying that he is a natural leader, Caesar and Gattuso.

Do not make jokes.

Where is the real leader who fights personally?

Just rude savages.

The so-called leader only needs to master the chess pieces in his hand, choose the appropriate time, and take his own step.

Then smile and watch the world surge because of your small actions, and quietly savor the fragrance of power and power.

"That S-class, what I want to say is, he is here too."

Little Robert smiled frivolously.

"It's a coincidence, maybe it's the evil intention of the goddess of fate, the S-class team also chose the same hotel as us."

"Oh, this is it."

Alexander was also interested and smiled.

"Why, do they have any rooms left?"

It is normal to have such a problem. After all, although they only came with four people, they brought a lot of belongings with them. They opened a room to serve as an equipment room, another room as a temporary wine cellar, and another room as a private cinema. There are also four rooms for their personal belongings.

It seems that if they had not considered the special nature of Centralia as a training ground, they would probably have started to open up the two rooms. After all, such a closed and leaky place used as a bedroom is simply not suitable for the successor of the Supreme Council. unimaginable.

"There are two more rooms."

Robert Jr. answered.

"That store owner is very stubborn. No matter how much money he gives, he won't let it go. There's nothing you can do about it. Didn't you say you shouldn't do anything casually on the first day? That's it."

He spread his hands.

"It doesn't matter, we can't let our S-class sleep on the street."

Alexander smiled.

"Just think of it as me, the lord, taking care of my knights."

"Oh, are you so sure that S-class will choose to follow you?"

"It's a given."

Alexander said calmly.

"All strong men should be driven by me. This is the honor I bestow upon them."

"This kind of courage is truly worthy of you."

Little Robert admired so much.

Then he said in a longing tone.

"I'm really looking forward to arriving soon tomorrow."

"Can't wait anymore?"

Alexander looked out the window calmly.

"I accept the door to the other world without ceremony."

PS: I originally wrote 3,000 words at three o'clock in the afternoon. I estimated that I could write 8,000 words today, and then I made a happy agreement with Mr. Reader.

But there are unforeseen circumstances.

I was called out to do some work at night.

The negative energy stuffed in my stomach came back.

I couldn't find anyone to talk to.

Then I adjusted my emotions for a long time.

In the end that's all.

But according to this status, we should be able to start adding updates soon.

Speaking of which, are there no girls reading this book? The ratio of men to women in the group is too exaggerated.