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

In the afternoon, Kassel College, in the principal's office.

The dinner with the Solomon Temple was yesterday. The plan to jointly slay the dragon was initially finalized by Angers and Serollia, but more details still required comprehensive consultations between the Solomon Temple and the Secret Party Elders.

"Principal, are you sure you don't want to take me with you?" Lu Mingfei confirmed again and again.

"No need," Angers shook his head, "The school board and the elders council are just arguing with each other. The reason I brought you there last time when the prince was preparing for the war was because he wanted you to represent the old gangster and the equipment department to discuss with the elders. Regarding wartime funds, although we have not yet found the Prince of Prosperity, we have sufficient logistical preparations, and we can just use these prepared resources to fight against the monarch of the imperial capital."

Besides, the elders probably don’t really want to see you. Ang Ze said enthusiastically.

Believe me, finding that "prince" is a good thing for the academy and the secret party, and even the entire mixed race world. Lu Mingfei’s heart

"But that's the monarch!" Lu Mingfei said with an exaggerated look, "The highest-ranking existence in the dragon clan, except for the black king and the white king, is so much stronger than the prince. How can the resources to defeat the prince be used for the monarch? Woolen cloth?"

"So how much more funding do you want them to give you? I will tell you." Ange saw through Lu Mingfei's purpose at a glance.

"Doubling it a little?" Lu Mingfei suggested.

"Do you think it's possible?" Angers asked.

"Actually, the director asked me to convey this suggestion to you," Lu Mingfei said sincerely. "My opinion is actually to double the amount."

"Ahem..." Ange choked, "The equipment department's funding has increased by 60% since the last time I took you to the school board meeting. On this basis, let alone double it, it will be increased by half. It’s all difficult.”

"That's the monarch! The monarch! You also know how powerful the monarch is, right? They can release world-destroying word spirits, more powerful than nuclear bombs!" Lu Mingfei crazily touted the monarch's power, and his intentions were obvious.

"Don't say this, I get a headache when you say it..." Angers rubbed his forehead, "Although according to the information from the Solomon Temple Association, the monarch is hidden in a Nibelung in the imperial capital and is not in the real space. But if it releases a world-destroying word spirit during the battle, the Nibelung root may not be able to remain stable. Once the Nibelung root collapses and the power of the word spirit leaks out and affects the real space, the consequences..."

"So I'm going to slay the dragon this time," Lu Mingfei said.

"You? What risks do you, a technical talent, take?"

"I'm not a purely technical talent," Lu Mingfei pointed at himself, "There shouldn't be many people in the secret party who can fight better than me, right?"

"This..." Angers was a little tangled, "Although you are indeed strong enough and your bloodline is excellent, the dragon-slaying battlefield is really too dangerous, not to mention that our opponent is the monarch. This is unprecedented in the entire history of the Secret Party. …”

"And that's my country." Lu Mingfei said.

Ange was silent for a moment. He couldn't refuse Lu Mingfei's words at this point. Even if he didn't agree with Lu Mingfei's going, he would go by himself given Lu Mingfei's style.

"I will notify you when the operation starts, which should be within these three weeks," Angers said. "We have been unable to find traces of the previous prince, but this time the monarch, according to the Solomon Temple Club Said they already had a way to enter the Nibelungs."

How to enter the Nibelungen? Lu Mingfei is now almost certain that there must be at least one first-generation species hidden within the Solomon Temple Society, or behind it.

The next-generation species may have the ability to sneak into the monarch's Nibelungs, but it would be a bit impossible to bring in a group of mixed-race species.

"Okay, principal, I'll go first," Lu Mingfei took out his phone and checked the time, "I'm almost late."

"Late? Do the people in the Equipment Department still care about this?" Angers was a little surprised. In his impression, the Equipment Department was a mixture of geniuses and lunatics who had their own way of doing things. Angers should be grateful to them for not blowing up the school for three days. Goddess of Luck's skirt favored the college. Who would expect them to have a sense of time when commuting to and from get off work?

"You misunderstood. When I said late, I meant that my friend was single and we were forcing him to treat us. The agreed time is coming soon. It has nothing to do with work," Lu Mingfei explained. "Actually, I plan to skip work these days. of."

"You should know that from a work perspective, I am your boss's boss, right? Is it really okay to skip work in front of me?"

"It doesn't stop me from having sex when I'm not in front of you."

"You...forget it, go ahead, go ahead..." Ange waved his hand, feeling his head hurt even more.

…

Kassel College, in a private room of a Chinese restaurant.

Lu Mingfei, Su Xiaoqiang, Lao Tang, Caesar, and Nuonuo surrounded, or rather surrounded, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi, surrounding them in the center.

"Warm congratulations to Junior Sister Xia Mi for defeating Senior Brother Chu!" Lu Mingfei raised his wine glass high, and the others also raised their wine glasses.

A special day is a time for drinking. Anyway, none of you here are ordinary people. Although you will get drunk, after all, dragon blood flows in your body. Even terminal diseases have nothing to do with them. A little alcohol is not enough to damage their bodies.

Except for Old Tang, he still drinks Coke.

Although drinking will not damage his body, not drinking Coke Norton will destroy his spirit.

There was joy in the private room. Even Caesar, who usually had a close relationship with Chu Zihang, wished Chu Zihang and Xia Mi from the bottom of his heart at this moment. After all, Chu Zihang is a special person to him, and he is Kai Seek adversaries on the road to growth, not obstacles.

Obstacles are only meant to be overcome, and opponents are meant to be defeated. For Caesar, the better Chu Zihang's abilities are and the more he looks like a winner in life, the greater pleasure he will get after defeating Chu Zihang.

So Lu Mingfei was not surprised at all when Caesar appeared here.

But Lu Mingfei was a little confused about Caesar's girlfriend appearing on this occasion.

He didn't hate Nono, and even liked the girl after knowing her for a long time, because her carefree and domineering personality was quite similar to Su Xiaoqiang, and it was for this reason that she and Su Xiaoqiang became best friends.

Of course, compared to Su Xiaoqiang, she has a more crazy temperament, but compared with Lu Mingfei in the heartbeat state, she still looks more like a normal person.

But that's not the point. The point is that she is Susie's best friend, and Susie... everyone can see that she has a crush on Senior Brother Chu.

So what exactly is Nono here for? Could it be that he came to help inquire about the enemy's situation and find out what was true, and who wanted to see Xia Mi first, who was Chu Zihang, the flower of the academy who had just entered the academy?

To be honest, based on Lu Mingfei’s understanding of Nono, even if she suddenly pulled out a pistol and put it on Chu Zihang’s head while she was drinking and asked, “Why didn’t you choose Susie? Give me a reasonable explanation,” he wouldn’t do it. Feel surprised.

Although judging from the fact that she always glanced at Xia Mi and Chu Zihang sitting together from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally, it was entirely possible for her to do so, but fortunately she never drew a gun from the beginning to the end.

…

In the evening, Kassel College, on the way back to the dormitory from the Chinese restaurant.

Old Tang finally drank some wine, and Norton was not completely unkind and only let Old Tang drink Coke.

Smelling like alcohol, Old Tang saw the door of the dormitory building from a distance, as well as Zhuya standing by the door.

She was wearing a black dress that reached her knees. Her skin was as white as snow. From a distance, black and white complemented each other perfectly. Her tight calves had graceful curves.

"came back?"

Zhuya raised her wrist to say hello to Old Tang, but she felt that this move was not "ladylike" enough, so when she raised it halfway, she turned to twist her short hair around her ears, and the silver chain on her wrist was shining.

This should be feminine enough, right? Zhuya thought.

After forcibly kissing Old Tang one day, she naturally and forcefully confessed her love to Old Tang. Looking at Old Tang who was hesitating at that time, she waved her hand angrily to indicate that Old Tang did not need to give her an answer now and could think about it for two more days. , in fact, my heartbeat is already aligned with the motor.

Old Tang walked towards Zhuya quietly, facing the setting sun. Zhuya couldn't see his front clearly, and could only see a black outline surrounded by a gold rim.

It wasn't until Old Tang gradually approached her that she saw the seriousness and heaviness on his face.

"Senior sister," Old Tang stood in front of Zhuya, "I'm sorry, I don't think I can accept your confession."

Zhuya bit her lip quietly, feeling pain from the tiger's teeth. She looked up at Old Tang and asked, "Why?"

"...Because I have someone I like." Old Tang whispered.

"Really?" Zhuya stared at Old Tang.

"Really." Old Tang nodded.

"Aren't you just looking for a reason to reject me?"

"no."

"You don't need a reason to reject me. I'm not the kind of person who will stalk you after being rejected. Just say you don't like me."

"I have a favorite person."

Zhuya took a deep breath, blinked twice hard, looked up at Old Tang, her eyes were bright: "Then I wish you, no, I wish you happiness."

"……Thanks."

"Let's go." Zhuya turned around first and walked into the dormitory.

"Senior sister, don't you live in another building?" Old Tang was puzzled.

"If my confession is rejected, should I hold back my tears, look at you with a forced smile in a crying voice that can be heard by anyone except myself, and say to you, 'I have something to do, so I'll leave first,' and then turn my head to the side. Are you crying and running away? Who do you think I am?" Zhuya asked with her back to Old Tang.

"Uh..." Old Tang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Didn't you go to celebrate Xia Mi and Chu Zihang's dinner together today? I thought you must be good at drinking, so I made you some hangover soup and put it in your dormitory upstairs," Zhu Ya said on the back Facing Old Tang, his tone had completely returned to his natural tone, "Let's go, you go and drink the soup, and I'll take the tableware away."

"After all... I probably won't give you sobering soup in the future," Zhu Ya said, "and judging from your appearance, I probably won't need it."

"You're not drunk."

Old Tang said "Yeah" and followed Zhuya into the dormitory building. The corridor that had not yet turned on the lights was a bit dim in the evening. Zhuya's black dress was mixed in the dimness, and only her snow-white calves and forearms became increasingly dark. Dazzling, the silver chain swayed on the wrist and made a clattering sound.

Walking into the dormitory, Zhuya still turned her back to Old Tang, opened an insulated food box on his table, and placed the bowl inside on the table.

Old Tang walked over, picked up the sobering soup and drank it in small sips. Zhuya still had her back to him. While drinking the soup, Old Tang quietly raised his head and glanced at Zhuya. He could only see her standing there with her back straight. .

Neither of them spoke. The only sounds in the dormitory were breathing and Old Tang sipping soup.

Senior sister...you put a little too much salt in this soup. Old Tang thought to himself.

I don't know how long it took, but Old Tang put down the bowl: "I've finished drinking. Thank you, senior sister."

Zhuya said "hmm" and still didn't turn around. She just stretched out her hand behind her and put her palm on the table to fumble for the bowl. Old Tang handed the bowl to her and put it into the insulated food box.

"I'm leaving." Zhuya picked up the insulated food box and walked out.

"Senior sister, that...key?" Old Tang didn't even know how he said these words.

"Keep it for me, so maybe one day you are late and I can come to the dormitory to wake you up," Zhuya chuckled, "Or are you worried that if I keep the key, I will come in and steal your things?"

"No, no, no!" Old Tang quickly shook his head.

Zhuya walked to the door of the dormitory and reached out to grab the door handle.

"Ronald, Don." She grabbed the door handle, turned her back to Old Tang, and said without looking back, "I like you."

Old Tang opened his mouth and was about to say something when the door was closed with a loud "clink".

Old Tang sighed and sat back on the chair.

"What? You don't like that hybrid?" Norton asked curiously in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"To say you don't like it is to deceive yourself." Old Tang said.

"Then why did you reject her?" Norton was puzzled.

"Brother Norton, how long do you think your life will be?" Old Tang asked.

"I don't know. If he wasn't killed, he could probably live forever." Norton said.

"Theoretically, my life span is the same as yours," Old Tang said, "So senior sister and I... are not suitable."

"That's it..." Norton thought thoughtfully.

"And I really have someone I like," Old Tang added, turning to look at the silver-haired girl bathing in the sunset beside him, "You think so, Xiao Yin?"

Xiaoyin nodded obediently.

"Damn! You scumbag!" Norton cursed in Old Tang's consciousness, and Old Tang retorted.

No one noticed that Xiao Yin stood obediently in the sunset, looking at the dormitory door that Zhu Ya had slammed shut, his silver eyes thoughtful.

…

In Nono and Susie's dormitory.

"Girl!" Nuonuo opened the door, smelling of alcohol, with a wine-red face, and her hair hanging loosely on her cheeks and forehead due to sweat, "I'm back!"

"Yeah." Susie was lying on the bed, reading a thick bound book.

"I met Chu Zihang's little girlfriend," Nuonuo approached Su Qian smelling of alcohol, "a very beautiful school girl."

Susie glanced around, looking for the gun filled with Frigga bullets that she kept in the dormitory, hoping to help Nono sober up.

Nuonuo was obviously a little drunk. He lay in front of Susie's face, his face was red, his eyes were hazy, and the smell of alcohol penetrated Susie's nose.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when the door of the dormitory opened with a bang, shocking Nono.

She turned her head subconsciously, and the girl in a black dress rushed up to hug her and Susie with an almost "pounce" gesture.

Nono could feel her arms and body trembling.