When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Kassel College, the Underground Test Base of the Equipment Department, and Lu Mingfei's laboratory.

There were densely packed beakers and test tubes on the metal experimental table. Lu Mingfei put a large test tube in front of his eyes and observed carefully. There were scattered light spots suspended in the light purple liquid inside.

"Ding ding ding..."

Lu Mingfei put the test tube on the test tube rack and took out his mobile phone that rang the text message.

Based on the depth of the ground where he is now, it is reasonable to say that he can completely block mobile phone signals, but this is the base of the Equipment Department. In order to ensure that there will be no lag when playing online games, six ultra-high-power signal base stations have been established in this base.

"Dragon invasion, please pay attention to safety. Non-combatants please find a safe place to hide immediately."

Looking at the message from Norma, Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

Weren't they the ones who invaded, Mai Shutoku? Why do we say dragon invasion? Did Norma misjudge the invasion of Mai Shutoku and the others as a dragon invasion? Or does Shutoku Mai and the others really represent the position of the dragon clan, and do they really come with dragons or dragon subspecies?

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, put the phone back in his pocket and continued the experiment - he was not interested in this muddy water. Xiaoqiang's strength and the alchemy tools were enough to take care of herself, so there was no need for him to worry.

In fact, he was planning to let Su Xiaoqiang stay with him in the laboratory for one night, but Su Xiaoqiang said that he wanted to see a battle between hybrids, so he let Su Xiaoqiang go. It would not be a bad thing to accumulate some combat experience.

Caesar had already taught him the final payment for upgrading Dicrodo. The so-called alchemical weapon with the same quality as Dicrodo was a cavalry sword. Lu Mingfei gave it to Su Xiaoqiang, plus she and Senior Brother Cong Chu Having also mastered the skills of multiple bursts of bloodshed, as well as her strength as a monk, her overall combat effectiveness should still be higher than that of Senior Brother Chu, and her safety is quite high.

Lu Mingfei picked up the quartz test tube on the test tube rack again. A small bright flame burst out from his fingertips and entered the potion. The number of light spots suspended in the potion gradually began to increase.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Mingfei's cell phone rang again, but this time it was an incoming call.

It's the vice principal.

Lu Mingfei put the phone to his ear: "Hello? Brother, what do you want from me?"

"Brother, where are you now?" the vice principal asked.

"Do experiments in my laboratory," Lu Mingfei said. "Norma just sent a message saying that the college has been invaded. Let us non-combatants find a safe place to hide nearby. There should be very few people like this in the school. Is the equipment department base still a safe place?"

"It depends on your definition of security. If you mean by security, it means storing a large number of weapons that can blow New York or Washington into rubble. Then the equipment department is the safest place in the school besides the ice cellar." The vice-principal said, "Speaking of you as a non-combatant, your fire is even more outrageous than Jun Yan. It's like a self-propelled explosive bomb in human shape."

"With your discipline in the school, I don't dare to speak freely," Lu Mingfei said. "When the time comes, I will be supervised as a target who is easily out of control."

"The commandment will be lifted immediately," the vice-principal said, "but you must not go out to show off your speaking skills. It is enough to leave these things to the students. It happens that young people also need to exercise. Angers and I decided to lift the commandment It is also out of this consideration.”

"Perhaps the performance of young people will surprise you." Lu Mingfei said.

"I would rather see the pretty girls fighting in short skirts with their thighs exposed," the vice-principal said. "The students are gathering urgently, but there is no time to change them into decent clothes."

…

Are mixed race theists or atheists?

This is a complex issue. All mixed-race people know that the myths and legends in the eyes of ordinary people are mostly records and distorted legends of the power of dragons in the past era. "Gods" are the twisted shadows of dragons, and "myths" are the history of the dragon clan. Distorted shadows.

If pure-blood dragons are compared to "gods", then every hybrid in Kassel Academy is a potential "god-killer".

But there are still many mixed races who are believers in religions for various reasons. Some are interested in the cultural heritage accumulated by religions over thousands of years of development, some are lonely and hope to have some spiritual companions, and some are true believers. Others are just for fun...

Chu Zihang does not believe in God, or in other words, he wants to be a "god slayer" and kill the main god of Nordic mythology, but this does not prevent him from cleaning his knife in the church of God.

If God really existed, he might still hope that Chu Zihang would get rid of his religious competitors - although there are really not many religions and believers in Nordic mythology.

Chu Zihang lowered his head, leaning the scabbard on the seat, holding the handle of the knife in one hand, and wiped the shiny blade with a white cloth. Under the light, the blade glowed with a lead-like luster like mercury, reflecting his sharp eyes. of golden eyes.

There was a knock on the door of the church.

"Please come in." In the confession room, Chu Zihang slowly raised his head and his voice was steady and loud.

Someone pushed the door open and closed it again. The footsteps echoed in the church, and finally stopped in the middle of the church. Chu Zihang opened the door of the confessional and walked out. In front of him was a man wearing a combat uniform.

Chu Zihang closed the door casually, lowered the tip of the knife to the ground, and scanned the visitor with his eyes.

She is only about 1.6 meters tall. She is covered in a black combat uniform from her face to the ends of her hands and feet. She has a bumpy figure. She is obviously a girl.

"Hello." Chu Zihang greeted dryly.

"Hello." The girl replied politely, but her voice had obviously been adjusted by a voice changer.

"Are you an intruder?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I am," the girl said, "Are you the one who guards the church?"

"I am." Chu Zihang nodded.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence. Neither of the two people facing each other were good at chatting. After a few dry conversations, they had nothing to say.

"Chu Zihang, what are you doing?" Professor Manstein's voice came from the tactical earphones Chu Zihang was wearing, "The church you are guarding is the three main roads leading to the core 'Three Goddess of Destiny Area' inside the academy. One, according to your request, we removed all the reinforcements, so you'd better be more serious and ensure that you can hold the church alone, otherwise your fault will not be 'defeat due to lack of ability' after the invaders enter the Three Goddess Area. But 'defeated by pride'."

"I know," Chu Zihang said, "but I asked you to transfer others not because of pride, but because it is more reasonable to plan the combat power this way."

"Who are you talking to?" The girl seemed to have finally found the starting point of the topic.

"My commander." Chu Zihang said.

"You just told the enemy the information?" Professor Manstein's eyes on the other side of the earphone twitched.

"Don't you have a companion to come with you?" Perhaps because Professor Manstein's words inspired Chu Zihang, he also found a way to talk.

"You won't get an answer if you ask the other party for information so bluntly..." Professor Manstein began to wonder if Professor Schneider's student had any mental illness. There are not many mixed-race people with this kind of illness.

"I'm the only one. My mission is to hold back the people here. I don't need teammates." The girl explained her mission in full.

Manstein, who was on the opposite side of the headset, no longer said a word. He now felt that every time these two people spoke was a ruthless mockery of his common sense as a normal person.

"Fight?" Chu Zihang asked calmly, as if what was about to be fought was not a battle but a game of King of Fighters or Street Fighter.

"Okay." The girl nodded.

Chu Zihang still lowered his knife and sang lowly in his throat.

"This is...Jun Yan? No wonder you don't need teammates..."

Professor Manstein exclaimed in the command room. He turned around and saw Professor Schneider, another person responsible for directing the battle, looking at him with a smile.

It's a mocking smile.

Professor Manstein realized that Chu Zihang was Schneider's student, and Schneider must have known about his spirit, but he never spoke, silently watching his embarrassment.

But Schneider stopped laughing immediately.

In the tactical channel, a female voice that was almost identical to Chu Zihang's chant sounded, tying Chu Zihang at a faster speed. At the last moment, the two chants ended almost at the same time, and then there was a huge explosion and roar, drowning out Received the tactical channel from Chu Zihang.

…

In the library, Old Tang and Mai Shutoku stood in front of a door. A sign nailed next to the door read "Central Host Control Room", and at the bottom there was a line of small words "A special pass or a principal's permission is required to enter. Those who enter in violation of school rules will be punished with salary or credits!"

"Are you sure this is okay? Isn't it too simple? It's almost as if you are undefended."

Mai Shutoku's "dark light" enveloped her and Old Tang. However, in Old Tang's view, this was completely unnecessary. Although there were patrols outside the library, there was no one inside. He could even use normal speak at a high volume.

Mai Shutoku also simply released the shadow, and the ink marks suddenly appeared in the air, and then the ink color faded to reveal the two people inside. Like the girls who invaded the church, they were wrapped in black tactical uniforms from head to toe, and the masks also had voice-changing functions. .

"It's wrong to say it's undefended," Mai Shutoku said, "I can only say there's no one to defend it."

"No one? What is there, a dragon?" Old Tang joked.

"There is no dragon, but there is artificial intelligence," Mai Shutoku said. "If the intelligence is correct, after entering this door is the defensive area of ​​Kassel Academy's artificial intelligence 'Norma'. In the area inside, she is very vulnerable to the invasion. The person has the authority to kill."

"Holy crap! Who do you think is guarding the house inside? Norma?!" Old Tang's eyes widened, and his voice was slightly distorted through the voice changer, "Sister, are you mistaken? Do you know what Norma is? Really? Artificial intelligence! Have you seen Resident Evil? Does the Red Queen know? We are going to the laser tunnel!"

"Norma's defense system is not just something as childish as a laser channel," Mai Shutoku said, "but don't worry, all her defense measures are aimed at intruders, and she has no right to attack anyone other than intruders. .”

"You make it sound like we are not intruders," Old Tang said, "Do you have the principal's permission letter?"

"No, but I have a special pass." Mai Shutoku took out a black card from the pocket of her tactical uniform. It was made of metal and was about the size of a bank card.

"What is this?" Old Tang was puzzled.

"Permission card." Mai Shutoku pushed the door open and entered.

…

In the all-metal room, Old Tang marveled at a holographic projection.

It was a projection of a girl, wearing a white skirt, her bare feet suspended on the ground, her long hair hanging down, and the tips of her hair swaying slightly.

"My judgment system tells me that you are intruders, but I have no right to attack you," the girl stared at Mai Shutoku, "Intruder, why do you have the highest authority?"

"What do you mean?" Mai Shutoku shook the black card in her hand, "No comment."

Old Tang looked at the black card in Shutoku Mai's hand with a very strange look. Shutoku Mai took the card and entered the passage behind the door, and walked all the way to the room unimpeded. They were not disturbed in the passage. Any attack would be as if it was just an ordinary passage without any traps or anything like that.

"Girl, thank you for your hard work. For the sake of this card, help us open the door to the ice cellar," Mai Shutoku said, "I know you have a direct passage here."

"I shouldn't do this, but I have to do it," the girl said.

As she opened her mouth, a passage opened in a corner of the metal wall. Old Tang had never seen that it was a door before.

"Thank you, we're leaving, no need to send them off." Mai Shutoku waved goodbye to the girl's projection.

"You will regret it." The girl warned with a cold face, but she looked more like a sulky girl.

The second before Old Tang followed Mai Shutoku into the passage to the ice cellar, he turned back and glanced at the center of the room. There stood a huge core processor, which was the computing center of this artificial intelligence. If she were compared to Computer host, then this is the "CPU".

However, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Old Tang always felt that there seemed to be a powerful alchemical matrix deep inside the huge core processor.

…

"This is the ice cellar? What are you doing here?" Old Tang followed Jiude Mai to the end of the passage.

Old Tang stood at the end of the passage. In front of him was a bridge as wide as the passage. Under the bridge was a flowing river of mercury. The bridge was not long. At the end of the bridge was a huge platform with open space on it.

The river of mercury flows gurglingly, and countless tributaries are distributed on the platform, spreading like blood vessels or nerves. It is a bit like the white silk on the orange petals, connected to each other to form a whole. There are many things placed on the platform, which looks chaotic. , and have no connection with each other.

There is a large music box, a throne covered with spikes, a dagger half-embedded in the wood, fiery red and broken plate armor, verdant saplings in earthen pots, and a dozen sarcophagi or metal coffins far apart. Coffins, even directly placed skeletons, etc...

Old Tang did a rough count and estimated that there were hundreds of pieces.

"Don't go any further," Mai Shutoku reminded. "The mercury in front and other collections together form the alchemy matrix. The alchemy matrix is ​​not artificial intelligence. It does not recognize black cards."

"I can feel it." Old Tang nodded, thinking that not only can I feel it, I can also dismantle it.

"Stay back," Mai Shutoku took out a tennis ball-sized black jade disk from the pocket of her combat uniform, "I don't know what will happen next. If you find danger, run away and don't worry about me."

"Okay!" Old Tang replied decisively.

He glanced at the ink jade disc in Mai Jiude's hand, which was engraved with very complex runes and patterns.

Mai Shutoku threw the disc outwards. When it came into contact with the alchemy matrix, it burst into intense green light and enveloped the entire space.

Then Old Tang's coffin and skeleton, shrouded in green light, began to tremble violently.

Old Tang:...? ? !

Damn it! It’s a scam!