Volume 1 Hello, Lu Mingfei Chapter 84 Bronze and Fire (IV)
"Is this our new S-class? What a pretty girl!" The old cowboy waved his hand and greeted Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei didn't know who he was, but since he could have a room all to himself in a place like this, he must be a respected person, like Hong Qigong. If he didn't look good, one should never judge him by his appearance. She could only nod and smile in response.
"He is the vice-president. You can call him Nicolas Flamel," Ange said. "Not many people in the academy know this title."
"You are more than 700 years old?" Lu Mingfei was extremely shocked. She looked at the vice-president as if she was looking at a rare alien. The girl who loved playing games had heard of this name in other works. The founder of European alchemy in the 14th century was called Nicolas Flamel.
"No, this is actually a title that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. Every generation of Flamel's successors will inherit this name. It is a symbol of their glory and represents the ultimate alchemy that humans learned from the dragon race. In fact, he has his own real name." After a pause of a few seconds, Angers added, "But he is indeed an old guy, a very powerful old guy. You will come to him when you need him in the future."
"Hey, before you said that, have you ever considered that you are also over a hundred years old!" The vice-president seemed to be dissatisfied with Ange's disparagement, "I think I am still young!"
"I'm flying around the world looking for traces of dragons, and you're hiding here watching westerns and drinking beer. Who looks more like a young man?" Ange raised his eyebrows. When he made this expression, he really looked like a domineering young man, raising his middle finger to the older generation with no respect.
In front of Lu Mingfei, Ange opened the suitcase on the coffee table, assembled a large-caliber sniper rifle from it and handed it to Lu Mingfei. No one said a word during the whole process. Lu Mingfei could probably guess what Ange was going to do. The only S-level student got a gun from the principal, and the script must be that a dragon-slaying hero is about to appear... Of course, it could also be a coward like her.
"Are you asking me to kill that guy?" Lu Mingfei asked again with a glimmer of hope that maybe she would get a different answer.
"Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, is a noble first-generation who masters metal and fire. With the weapons and words that can be used on campus now, there is nothing that can pose a real threat to him. Therefore, we need to give you a special weapon to kill him."
Ange took out a cylindrical quartz glass sealed tube and showed Lu Mingfei what was inside. It was a slender bullet with a dark red bullet tip, like a simply polished red crystal, with a blood-like luster flowing back and forth inside.
"Isn't this still a bullet?" Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, "It just looks very special."
"It is indeed very special. It is made of the fifth element besides earth, water, wind and fire. It is a bullet formed by the pure spirit. There is no fire or metal when it is fired, but it is extremely powerful." The vice principal lazily drank his beer. It was something he made. When he explained it casually, he looked really awesome. In front of the new S-level girl, the vice principal had to act a little more domineering to prove that he was not as bad as he looked. "You can also call it the Philosopher's Stone."
"I thought that kind of thing only existed in animations...the materials are living people." Lu Mingfei murmured. She now felt that the bottle she was holding might contain the wealth of a small country, and her palms couldn't help but tremble a little.
"All the legends in human history are not groundless. How do you think humans who had no accurate knowledge of the world at that time could make up those magnificent myths?" Angers asked himself with a smile, "Because our ancient ancestors had seen the magnificent power of the dragons, those memories were deeply engraved in their hearts, and from generation to generation, they became myths after being processed by countless people . So the Philosopher's Stone has actually always existed in the world, but its material is too special, and few people know its true appearance."
"Can it turn stones into gold like the legendary magical object?" Lu Mingfei is more concerned about money. People with poor conditions have low aspirations.
"No, to be precise, it is a collection of concepts, spirit, consciousness, or soul. To turn the intangible into something tangible is probably the biggest challenge in the world. I'm glad that one of us can do it."
The vice-president snorted at the right time to show his presence. Although he often quarreled with Ange, he really enjoyed the praise from his old friend.
Ange loaded the bullets into the magazine, loaded it with a "click", and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.
"I looked at your transcript. You are very talented in shooting. You got an A+ without any professional training. This means you will become an excellent sniper." Ange said, "The bullet of the Philosopher's Stone can severely injure the Dragon King or even kill him. I will create an opportunity for you in a moment, and you will fire the fatal shot."
Lu Mingfei looked at the sniper rifle in her hand, which had an infrared laser sight. For those with shooting experience, it was not uncommon to hit the target at such a close distance, but it was strange to miss. If she wanted to kill with one shot, she should teach someone more professional to do it. For example , Caesar would gladly accept this opportunity to go down in history.
"Do I have to come?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.
"You are a unique S-class, destined to shine in the history of dragon slaying. This is a great opportunity. I hope you can build up your confidence and think of this as a game in which you are the protagonist and you have to defeat the fire-breathing Tyrannosaurus to pass the level. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. I believe you can do it, and you must also believe that you can do it." Angé patted Lu Mingfei's shoulders heavily twice again. The old man's face showed an absolutely firm trust, as if a father believed that his daughter was a rare talent.
It has been a long time since I felt someone patting my shoulder and encouraging me. When I was in Shilan Middle School, everyone around me was better than me. Their resumes were really brilliant. They were either bankers or mine owners, and people could only look up to them. Now in Kassel, Lu Mingfei has become the one to be looked up to. Everyone who mentions her name will first exclaim that she is the S-level one, which makes Lu Mingfei feel a little bit awesome.
But being awesome is not just because someone says you are awesome. You have to do something truly awesome that few people can do. That's the ultimate awesomeness. Just like the famous saying, there is only one bowl at the beginning, but the whole world at the end. Throughout thousands of years of history, there is really no one before and no one after. So no matter what mistakes he makes or what he shouldn't do in the future, when he mentions his experience, everyone will still give him a thumbs up and say loudly - awesome!
Now the amazing opportunity was right in front of her. She would become the first beautiful girl in Cassel to slay a dragon with her own hands. However, Lu Mingfei was a little hesitant. She was afraid of failure. Her past experience was still like a nightmare. If that shot went astray or failed to kill the Dragon King, then Cassel might not have a second shot of the Philosopher's Stone for her to squander, and the entire academy would be burned to slag by that Tyrannosaurus.
The principal pulled out a folding knife from the inner pocket of his suit. It was a large folding knife with an ancient shape, an exquisite copper-inlaid wooden handle, and twisted patterns on the slightly curved blade. It was an extremely rare patterned steel knife. In ancient times, these precious meteorite irons were only used to make heroes' swords.
Lu Mingfei lowered her head slightly and stared at the principal's folding knife. She had never received any professional training, but she could smell a faint smell of blood from the folding knife. It was not the smell of being at a crime scene, but more like it had been soaked in too much blood. Therefore, no matter how it was wiped and polished afterwards, it could not erase the chill.
"Principal, have you killed many dragons with this knife?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"They are all worthless guys. It's been a long time since I met an opponent like today." Ange smiled easily, as if he remembered something he had fought with before. "This is a weapon that my friend Menek Cassel made for me using his broken blade. It's very useful. I mourn the dead who died for this with the blood of the dragon clan."
He said it lightly, but that one sentence contained a century of deep hatred and resentment.
"What does it feel like when you kill them?"
Whether it is killing a dragon, a fish, or a chicken, slaughtering lives can be attributed to one thing. Of course, Lu Mingfei, an ordinary female college student, has never had this feeling, and she is very curious.
Many boys like decisive generals when reading stories, such as Bai Qi, who wiped out 400,000 Zhao soldiers with a wave of his hand, and thought that this was simply domineering and handsome. However, most people living in the greenhouse of modern society have never experienced real bloodshed, and it is difficult for them to understand the feeling of life passing away in an accident.
Lu Mingfei still remembers that her aunt's relatives in the countryside sent a live chicken. It was her first time to kill a chicken and she had no experience. After one cut, the chicken jumped up from the chopping board and the whole kitchen was filled with screams. In the end, they had to call her uncle over and the two of them managed to kill the chicken. From then on, Lu Mingfei learned that to kill a chicken, one must hold the chicken wings and hold it upside down, and then cut its neck to let the blood.
The chicken was then held in the uncle's hand. After being hung upside down and the three tubes were cut, it could no longer struggle. Blood flowed into the sink. The chicken looked at Lu Mingfei with bulging eyes. Lu Mingfei felt that if it could speak at that moment, it would hate her so much that it would curse her.
Since then she has hated blood...but now she has to carry a gun and go to war to kill a Tyrannosaurus, otherwise more and more people will be killed by the Tyrannosaurus.
"It's good to be kind and compassionate, just like a soldier with religious beliefs will accurately shoot bullets into the enemy's head on the battlefield, but will pray for the salvation of their souls after the battlefield." Ange has always been a handsome old gentleman, but at this moment he was unusually gentle, gently touching Lu Mingfei's hair like a grandfather comforting his granddaughter, "But don't let your kindness make you hesitate to pull the trigger. The dragons are destined to be the enemy of humans . They hate humans. If we don't kill them first, then when they come to their senses, no amount of kindness can stop their claws from cutting open your heart."
Lu Mingfei nodded silently, she looked at the sniper rifle quietly, as if she had made up her mind in an instant, and resolutely carried it on her back. This heavy thing almost made her breathless, physical fitness was indeed her weakness, the only S-level in Kassel was a scumbag who would be out of breath after running less than half a lap on the playground, but she tried to straighten her back so that she looked like Mulan who was about to go to war.
She left the bell tower and went to the church. The first floor was blown to pieces by Chu Zihang and Ling Yong Jun Yan, but the upper floors were still intact. The top floor was a rooftop with an excellent view, overlooking everything in the center of the battlefield.
It is not impossible to launch a sniper attack directly from the bell tower, but even if the Dragon King is seriously injured, he will definitely retaliate. Considering that the Dragon King's Jun Yan can be released in a fire dragon-like shooting manner, it would be too much of a sin to drag the vice-president into hell together. Lu Mingfei chose to be a lone wild wolf sniper. If she had to sacrifice herself, she would be the only one to die.
Pfft, what do you mean by dead? Why do you always think of unlucky things? Chu Zihang hadn't even gotten the scholarship yet, and there was no sign of the $36,000 scholarship. She, Lu Mingfei, was going to become glittering in the future, holding Chu Zihang's arm and going back to show off at the Shilan Middle School classmate reunion. She was going to face every envious and jealous look and say proudly that I'm not like you leftover women who are eager to get married. How could I die in a foreign country before accomplishing my great cause?
Chu Zihang was no longer in the church. I guess the Lionheart Club comrades sent people back after seeing the fire in the church die down. They found the president knocked down by the invaders and quickly carried him back to treat the non-existent wound. Lu Mingfei only hoped that Chu Zihang would not wake up so quickly. At the very least, she had to wait until everything here was over, and before Chu Zihang reported the incident, she could go to him to apologize and ask Senior Brother to forgive her.
Lu Mingfei arrived at the top of the church. She took down the sniper rifle and placed it on the side wall, pointing the muzzle at the center of the battlefield. She took out the bullet made of the Philosopher's Stone from the magazine, checked it again, and reloaded it, making full preparations.
The Tyrannosaurus was still releasing the flames wantonly. There was almost nothing left to blow up around him. Lu Mingfei could see the figure wrapped in flames through the scope. The flame wall blocked her view, so she could only vaguely see his strange appearance of half man, half dragon, half alive and half dead. He was holding something precious in his hand, which seemed to be a jar.
So the Dragon King can also take on human appearance? They clearly look down on humans, but they still use their appearance. I don't know whether to say they are a group of people who say they are not good at what they say, or they are really good at what they say.
