Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Zero walked into the public bathing area, wearing a loose beige shirt and shorts, his light blond hair was tied up, and there were beads of sweat on his neck.

Fingel grinned and looked in front of the mirror. He held a horn comb in his hand and kept combing his hair upwards.

Zero glanced at it, walked to the sink, and took out a dry towel and hand sanitizer from the bag he carried with him. After soaking the towel with water, he simply wiped his face and neck, then used the hand sanitizer to create a lather and wash away the sweat stains. .

Fingel stared at the scar on his forehead and rubbed it with his fingers.

"Have you just finished fighting training?" Fingel moved his head closer to the mirror and carefully observed the scar on his forehead. It was a hideous large wound that spread from his forehead to his scalp.

"Yeah." Zero agreed and changed a towel to wipe his face.

"Do you know how Professor Schneider's face was ruined?" Fingel's eyes widened and he turned his scalp vigorously, as if preparing to pull his hair down.

"Isn't this SS-level top secret?" Zero glanced towards the exit of the bathing area. This is a public area. Anyone can break in and may accidentally bump into the conversation between the two of them.

Fingel is the only person on the ship who knows Zero's other identity.

"The crew members participating in this operation have been granted the right to know the Greenland ice incident. When the Monyach sails to the aurora zone, Mance will be responsible for telling you this secret." Fingel squinted his eyes. Mirror: "Why else do you think I would tell you that on the train? I got permission."

"Oh." Zero shrugged, put down his coiled hair, and tied it into a ponytail with a rubber band.

"Schneider, he was the first professor to enter the sea for rescue." Finger said: "I had already fainted at that time, so I didn't see it with my own eyes, but when I woke up, I saw his face. It's his face. His whole body is covered with frost. The skin on his face has been cracked by the frost. His heart has stopped beating. He looks like a dead man dug out of the ice. He was sent to the first aid cabin on the ship to inspire his Dragon Clan. After the bloodline, his heartbeat miraculously returned."

"So, his face is frozen?"

"Although he survived, all the organs in his body failed. The trachea became extremely fragile due to freezing and was broken during the treatment. His skin tissue had to be removed due to necrosis," Fingel said: "The water in the ice sea at that time was already sub-zero supercooled water. It would freeze if it was stirred a little, but that kind of ice would never freeze him like this."

"Is that the dragon?"

"It can only be it." Fingel said: "After Schneider woke up, he said he saw a black shadow in the thin ice, like a totem on an ancient mural. It was so light and nimble, and its slender tail moved slowly in the sea water. Swinging like a butterfly flying without making a sound.”

"It was dark all around, and Schneider felt it was behind him. Although he couldn't see it in the darkness, he was face to face with the dragon, very close. He felt the dragon exhale gently, and then his oxygen mask It broke into pieces, and the cold current rushed into his respiratory tract along the blood, and then he lost consciousness. When he was pulled up by the cable, he was frozen in a piece of sea ice weighing several tons, just like the frozen fish sold in the supermarket. .”

"But I feel strange. If the dragon used this trick on me and my dive companions, there would be no way any of us would survive."

"Maybe it just hatched from the embryo and isn't ready yet."

"Maybe. Later we sent an underwater robot to dive to search for traces. All the people I saw passing through the door disappeared, and even the bodies could not be found." Fingel took the scissors and cut off his hair: "After so many years, I There is always a feeling that they are not dead yet, that the purpose of the dragon is not to kill us, the heartbeat we detected is false, and there are no embryos waiting to hatch at the bottom of the sea."

"Do you think that dragon and the 'Prince' are working together to lure you there?"

"The ID Prince is one of the first few IDs registered by the Hunter website. The technology used by the Hunter website is very special. It uses different servers around the world. Some servers are located in underground military facilities in Northern Europe, and some are located in financial institutions in Shanghai. In the center, data flows between servers at high speed. You can say that the network is flowing at any time and spreads throughout the entire Internet system. So it is difficult to dig out its roots..." Fingel said slowly: "EVA and Norma can Stealing into the backend of all networks, except Hunter Network. The academy has been trying to find the founder of Hunter Network, but unfortunately, technically, the other party is not weaker than us, and may even be higher."

"what do you want to say?"

"Some people say that the Hunter Network is the Nibelung in the online world. It seems to be rooted in another dimension. The administrator ID of the Hunter Network is called 'Nido', which is 'Odin' backwards. Odin, in Norse mythology, Odin is the God-King, and the name usually means "mad" or "furious." So why does everyone think the founder of the Hunter website will be human?"

Fingel cut off all his bangs, leaving his forehead bare. There was a dark red scar, and the outline of the scar looked like a tree. Fingel pressed the scar and rubbed it vigorously.

"Do you think the hunter website was created by dragons? This idea is very novel." Zero drained the water in the sink.

"Before the establishment of the academy, the secret party's method of slaying dragons was very simple. Wherever someone reported it, they would look for traces of dragons." Fingel said: "There was no Internet, no phone, just relying on letters and carriages. If The location is in the deep mountains and old forests. Sometimes the news will be delayed for several months before it reaches the hands of the secret party. There is also a lot of false news included in it. I don’t think the secret party’s commissioners and power can solve all the dragon incidents in the world. Processed.”

"But the awakening of dragons will cause a lot of movement. They need nutrition and will hunt in a large area around them. This is obvious."

"Yes, it is indeed the case." Fingel said: "But as long as someone prepares the first meal for them to wake up, there will be no problem. The lifespan of dragons is much longer than that of humans. You can be sure that humans' Are there no hidden dragon organizations in society? They have adapted to human social life and understand the workings of society better than humans. They are dragons who live in the dark side of the world and have established another kingdom there."

The burning sensation in the scar became more and more intense. Fingel turned on the faucet and poured cold water on his head.

The fresh water on the Monyach is converted from seawater using a fresh water converter. This is a nuclear-powered warship. When the engine is running, excess heat will be generated. This heat is used to pump water to the water pump. of seawater is distilled.

Seawater will begin to boil at 39 degrees. The fresh water converter will heat the seawater to reach 39 degrees. After boiling, the boiling seawater will be sent to a special vacuum chamber and heated to 93 degrees again. After evaporation, the water will be obtained. The steam is cooled to produce fresh water.

Fingel closed his eyes. Perhaps due to psychological effects, the smell of water and the burning sensation on his forehead reminded him of that day ten years ago.

"It's coming!"

"You're going to be okay, Eva."

"You're bleeding!"

"Go in quickly, don't come out, the people on the ice will pull you up!"

"You damn bastard, come on!"

The diving bell should have surfaced like that, and the body left on the seabed should have been him.

"You're so stupid, don't you know how to change your password?"

A hazy voice echoed in his ears.

"Yan Ling·The Dustless Land!"

Guao's syllables echoed in his ears.

"Promise me to live"

But without you, how would I face this cruel world?

Holding the cold corpse, he finally understood one thing, he was just a waste.

He has hunted the next generation and tore A-level deadpool to pieces in hand-to-hand combat. He is the first in the mathematics department, the swimming champion, the first in the sniper competition, and the president of the student union. He received the honors from Principal Angers for the students. They won a day of freedom, and as soon as he steps onto the dance floor, he will be the center of attention and the girls will scream for him.

But he couldn't save the girl he loved, or the friend who trusted him.

What's the use of having more auras? He's just a waste, a waste dog. A waste dog should look like a waste dog, so he doesn't take care of his appearance, doesn't dance, and doesn't participate in any competitions. Late at night, he lights up. BBQ and a few cases of beer, getting drunk, huddled in the corner, making the pitiful whine a prodigal dog should make.

His only purpose in living is revenge.

So he and Mance helped the college create Norma, and transplanted EVA's personality with the vice principal. He went to the Information Department because that was the easiest place to get information.

Everything is to find the "Prince" and the dragon.

He had a premonition that the day of revenge was coming, and he could hardly suppress his inner anger and wanted to start a fight.

Unfortunately, Mance wants to sail the ship, and Zero is unwilling to fight him.

What else can I do? I can only play by myself.

He turned off the faucet, raised his head and looked in the mirror. His hair was messy and wet, as if it had been twisted by something, and then fell into the smelly ditch.

Zero finished cleaning and was ready to leave.

At this moment, the alarm suddenly sounded.

"Everyone, return to their respective posts immediately!"

"I repeat, everyone, return to work immediately!"

The two people quickly came to the deck. They were supernumerary crew members and had no fixed positions.

There were already a lot of people gathered on the deck, as well as some seemingly advanced electronic equipment. The biting ice wind blew against their faces, like a knife cutting them.

The two looked at the sky. The two poles of the earth are different from all other places. The night here is called polar night. It lasts from September 23 to March 21 of the following year, which is the winter half of the year in the northern hemisphere. It is now April. , the sky gradually brightened, but the visibility was still very low, hazy, like four or five in the morning.

But now, the sky is brightening, and there are hundreds of light cyan aurora hanging under the sky, which are unpredictable, like a long skirt that can cover the entire sky, and its edges are decorated with the thinnest light cyan silk.

This rare phenomenon is called the "skirt of the gods" by the Nordics. Ordinary auroras are not qualified to use this name. They must be auroras that fill the sky and remain in a nearly static state for a long time, just like a goddess's long dress hanging in the night sky.

"Report! A very strong ionization phenomenon has occurred!" Thelma, facing the screen and typing on the keyboard, looked anxious. "The signal between us and the college has been completely cut off, and the radar system has failed!"

"Don't panic." Mance, wearing a captain's hat, looked at the huge iceberg in the distance and frowned, "Were any of you on the deck just now?"

"Report Captain! I'm here!" A Russian man wearing a down jacket, a high nose, and ice blue pupils stood upright.

"When did that iceberg appear?"

"Iceberg?" The Russian man looked confused and followed Mance's line of sight. "Captain, we have been guarding the radar on the deck. There will never be any icebergs under the water. It should be just floating ice."

"Where are the people in the control room? Have you detected an iceberg?"

"No, Captain! Before the radar failed, there were no icebergs within the detection range."

"Damn it!" Mance suddenly shouted: "Everyone, prepare for first-level combat and launch a torpedo at the iceberg! Blow it up immediately!"

"yes!"

They showed extremely high quality and immediately went to operate the torpedo launcher.

With a deafening explosion, the 10-meter-high iceberg collapsed and sank into the deep blue seabed.

"Captain, what happened?" Thelma asked.

Before Mance could answer, a long whale call resounded throughout the world.

A huge white sperm whale emerged from the water. It jumped up from the sea and then fell down, breaking the ice and making a huge splash.

“Where did this whale come from?”

"Impossible, how can there be whales?" The crew member responsible for controlling the radar was sweating profusely.

"That's not a whale!" Fingel shouted, pointing to the sea.

Everyone looked over and saw that the cracked ice surface quickly froze, the white cold air spread, and an iceberg grew and stood upright within seconds.

"It's coming for us!" Mance raised his head and glanced at the sky. The aurora swayed like a goddess's skirt.

"I haven't seen you in ten years, you've grown so big." Fingel said with a smile, "It looks like you've had a good diet these years, and you've become whiter and fatter."

"Fingel, why are you still standing there? Go back to the cabin quickly!" Thelma shouted to him.

The Monyach's whistle blew, its engines were turned on, and it accelerated rapidly, crashing through the ice floes.

"Hey, this is my old friend. Do you want me to leave without even saying hello? This is too rude."

Thelma had never seen such a look in Fingel's eyes.

"Let's have a greeting first." Fingel effortlessly grabbed the gun from the sniper on the side.

Bang gunshot!

The bullets shot out towards the sea, and the long whale call sounded again.

"It seems that you like it very much! The gift I gave you! If you like it, then get more!"