Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 144: Feast of Dragons (I)
At midnight, at Chicago International Airport, a Boeing 747-400 large passenger plane was waiting for its transoceanic flight. At this time, all the flights were red-eye flights. After boarding the plane, the passengers only needed to take a nap, and when they woke up, they could arrive at their destination rubbing their sleepy eyes.
There were only three passengers in front of the boarding gate, Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Finkel. Such an empty seat rate was simply a loss for an airline. They should have sold the empty seats at the best possible discount to make up for the loss, but they did not do so.
Because the actual controller of this airline is Kassel College, the elites of the executive department cannot afford to waste time on the way to slay the dragon because they cannot buy tickets. Therefore, the college bought an airline many years ago, which operates normally during normal times. If Kassel College has a need, it can legally add special flights for use.
Finkel threw himself comfortably into the first-class seat, snapped his fingers and asked for a bottle of Coke. Beside him, Chu Zihang inserted the USB drive into the laptop, and Lu Mingfei came over to watch together.
"This seat is so narrow!" Finkel muttered softly.
This guy always wears this big loose shirt and walks with a hunched back, which makes people think that although he is tall, he is actually a bit frail. However, if you squeeze him into the plane seat, you can see that he is really a big pile, filling the seat. In comparison, Lu Mingfei can even cross her legs in the seat, and her small size makes people want to protect her.
It is of course good for a queen to have a thin waist, long legs and big breasts. A supermodel's figure will always be the focus of attention wherever she goes. But for most girls who are neither good nor bad, being a loli is better, because at least you don't have to be picky about your clothes to look cute, and you can even buy an XL children's clothing on a whim to look younger.
"There are six large passenger charter flights flying directly to China in the next two days." Chu Zihang scanned the list of global flights that appeared on the screen. This was an extremely large amount of data, but with Norma's assistance, it was not difficult to extract the information he wanted from it.
"What's so strange about this?" Finkel sneered while drinking Coke. "There are thousands of flights to your Capital Airport every day!"
"Brother, what you mean is that the people on those six planes are all hybrids who are going to slay dragons." Lu Mingfei rolled her eyes at Finkel.
"Two are from North America, one is from South America, and three are from Europe. Assuming that they are all fully loaded large passenger planes, then these six charter flights have at least 2,000 mixed-race people flying to China," said Chu Zihang.
"Does this mean we have more than 2,000 competitors?" Finkel suddenly laughed, his hands resting on his pillow with a carefree look on his face, "Then I think this mission is actually quite simple."
"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei immediately became alert, because she knew that everything would have a different set of strange logic once it came to Finkel.
"Since all the hybrid elites in the world are on their way to slay the dragon , why must we be the ones to kill the Dragon King?" Finkel shrugged. "You Chinese always say that the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole waits behind. I think we can be the oriole and wait for the mantis in front to find the Dragon King and fight with him until both are injured. Then we can be the oriole and eat them all."
"You, a German, are actually proficient in Chinese military tactics!" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but admire this loser senior brother. It seemed that he was not doing nothing during those years when he was held back at Kassel Academy. At least as a member of a famous paparazzi group, he was still comparable to Xue Feng Wuche.
"These people may not all be going to slay dragons. If they really were to face a dragon king, the mental pressure of their bloodline alone would cause most of those whose bloodlines are not up to standard to have their internal organs ruptured on the spot. Not many people are qualified to face a dragon king directly." Chu Zihang said, "Some people are just going to join in the fun, or to represent the interest groups behind them to see if they can get a piece of the pie. They probably have no interest in slaying dragons, but only in the dragon king's corpse."
So far, humans have not obtained the corpse of the Dragon King. It is said that even if the Dragon King dies, his power will still be preserved in a bone on his back, which is called the Dragon Bone Cross. In addition, every bone and muscle in his body is a treasure, which can be used to refine the Philosopher's Stone or forge sharp claws into weapons, just like the precious materials you get from playing Monster Hunter can be used to build the most awesome equipment. A dragon is like gold all over, not to mention a Dragon King.
"This sounds like you are bragging about how awesome you are. Okay, I have to admit that you are awesome, and Ming Fei is just as awesome, but can you consider that there is a loser like me in the team? If you really find the Dragon King... can you allow me to cheer you on when the fight starts? Having someone adding buffs is definitely better than those who just roll up their sleeves and do the work, with solid support and flowing output!" Finkel's face was full of flattery.
"You can't say that, senior brother. You see, you are in the ninth grade, I am in the third grade, and I am in the second grade. The combined combat power of the two of us is only five. We are not as senior as you. If a fight really breaks out, we should be the ones to buff you. I will be in charge of dancing, and you will be in charge of beating the drum. Then you can go up and fight." Lu Mingfei grinned.
"What do you mean by sending them up? Is my role just to be cannon fodder?"
"No, this should be called a scout. You should know that scouts are all special experts. The organization believes that your sacrifice can bring us information about the Dragon King's abilities! Have you ever played an MMORPG? Before challenging a BOSS, you must first understand his moves and summarize the moves for the members to memorize. Only in this way can the challenge be successful. Of course, the person who understands the BOSS's moves will have great achievements. I think this mission is very suitable for a great pioneer like you!"
"But you can be resurrected in the game, but in reality the Dragon King can kill me with just one slap!" Finkel protested. "If that's your calculation, then I can take on the entire team next door, right? Why don't you just let me be the dragon slayer of the entire academy? I hope that in a few years you can still pay tribute to me with my favorite pork elbow under my statue! Remember to bring a bottle of beer!"
The so-called "team next door" he was referring to was Caesar's group, whose members included Xia Mi and Nuonuo. The fourth grade plus the first grade plus the third grade only equaled eight. The entire team combined was not even qualified to fight against Finkel, the only designated ninth grader.
The suspected awakening of the Dragon King was made public on the Hunter website. This was an unprecedented event. Almost all members of the Kassel Academy's executive department who had nothing to do were dispatched to China. Two groups of students were dispatched, one with Lu Mingfei as the commissioner, Chu Zihang and Finger assisting, and the other with Caesar as the commissioner, Chen Motong and Xia Mi assisting.
Listening to the two people bickering beside him, Chu Zihang always felt as if he had returned to the days when the two girls were teasing him. Cold people need some warmth, no matter where that warmth comes from. The cheerful atmosphere of fireworks will make people feel fulfilled and feel alive, and they even can't help but want to smile.
"This time it's a direct flight. We'll take the Bering Strait route, close to the Arctic Circle, and the flight will take about fourteen hours." Chu Zihang handed over two small bags, each containing a set of eye masks and earplugs. "Have a good sleep, because we'll start working as soon as we land."
"Wow, you really care for me like a nanny!" Finkel was very happy. "I think in terms of femininity, you are not as good as your senior brother Chu except for being cute."
It really sounded like a sincere compliment. Chu Zihang didn't know whether he should accept it with a smile and nod in acknowledgment. He was a little confused for a moment. This was the first time in his life that someone praised a woman for her strength.
If someone makes a summary of Chu Zihang's life so far, they will find that in fact the world would be a better place if he were a girl. He has a cold and expressionless face but has a gossipy heart. He is willing to be nice to everyone around him even if he is not very familiar with him. He is versatile and keeps housework in order. He has money but does not spend it recklessly. He is stubborn and loyal.
All these advantages combined are roughly equivalent to a goddess of the high mountain flower level, and a very pure one at that. It's a pity that he is a man, otherwise there will definitely be a group of people who would try to win Miss Chu's heart even if they get beaten to a bloody pulp.
"I, your junior sister, will be a wealthy lady in the future. Do I need to learn needlework?" Lu Mingfei snorted and glanced at Chu Zihang. When she found that he didn't notice her, she leaned towards him and tugged at his sleeve. "Brother, can you lend me your shoulder to rest your head on when I sleep tonight? I tend to get a stiff neck when I sleep like this."
After receiving Teacher Xia Mi's earnest instruction, Xiaolu seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians. He no longer acted shy and innocent in front of Chu Zihang. He teased Chu Zihang in any way he could and wanted to leave his mark in Chu Zihang's life.
For example, Chu Zihang never refuses other people's kindness, and will even treasure it. Then Lu Mingfei would find all kinds of excuses, giving him a cup today, stuffing a pack of Band-Aids into his hand tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow saying in front of him that he used too much hand cream and asked him to apply some too.
She knew that Chu Zihang would open and use those things, because only by doing so would Chu Zihang feel that he was worthy of these things that were supposed to be utensils. Anyway, he was not very picky, and anything that was easy to use was good. If someone went to Chu Zihang's dormitory at this moment, they would be surprised to find that all the items in this steely straight man's room had a faint smell of the opposite sex, as if there was a non-existent girl living here, swearing to others that this was her territory, and even that man was hers.
Chu Zihang naturally couldn't see this girl's scheming. To him, using the shoulders as a pillow to prevent a stiff neck was just a trivial matter. When he slept, he was as straight as a towering pine tree. It was indeed time for him to act as a boyfriend pillow.
"Okay." Chu Zihang answered very naturally, just like when your girlfriend loudly asks you in the kitchen what you want to eat tonight and you say whatever. It also feels like if Lu Mingfei asked him to be her boyfriend, he would say yes as well.
"Wow, the treatment is so good? Junior brother, do you mind if I rest my head on your other shoulder?" Finkel's eyes were shining with stars. He was not trying to compete with Lu Mingfei for favor, but he felt that sleeping like this might be a lot more comfortable.
“…I don’t mind.”
"Why do I feel that your attitude towards me is different from that towards my junior sister?" Finkel seemed to smell the scent of adultery.
"That's not true."
"Then I will..." Finkel wanted to say you're welcome, but suddenly a chill came from behind, making him shiver.
He noticed that Lu Mingfei was looking at him. Her eyes were so calm and smart like a cat, but she was like a queen sitting on her throne, looking down at you. If she was dissatisfied, she would just wave her hand and the guards would drag you out of the Meridian Gate and cut you with a knife.
Jealous? Jealous, right? Finkel thought, even a little bit protective of her child. She didn't say anything, but her eyes made it clear that Chu Zihang was mine, and people like you were not allowed to touch her. She was like a kitten with its fur standing on end, and she would bite if you touched her.
"A lonely otaku can only console himself late at night!" Finkel sighed, trying to curl himself up, hugging his chest with his hands and tilting his head to one side.
Although the delicate and fragile little junior sister is nice, she belongs to the eldest senior brother. As for the eldest senior brother, he can only squat in the corner and eat carrots, with a pair of jealous eyes showing in the dark.
This is nothing, because it reminds him of many years ago, when he was also the senior brother, and the delicate little sister also belonged to him, and there were also senior brothers around him who were full of envy and jealousy. He saw it, but he never cared, because the little sister would only cling to his arm and say, "Hey, hey! Let's go buy pork knuckles together tonight, double the amount, and add ice beer, and watch the World Cup together!"
She is such a playful girl, it seems that the definition of a gentle and cute girl in everyone's impression does not exist in her. She can play games with you, whether it is Contra or Red Shadow Warrior, she can complete the level with one life, and she never minds you asking her for a life when you always make mistakes. She loves sweets, but in order to enjoy the fat house meal with you, she quietly gave up her hobby. When you buy her puffs, she is obviously very happy, with unexpected surprise in her eyes, but she will deliberately turn her head to the side, saying something like, "I said I want to lose weight, are you going to ruin my great cause?" She dishonestly reaches out her hands to take it, happily puts it in the refrigerator, and is willing to eat one a day.
In a corner that Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei couldn't see, Finger had a faint satisfied smile on his face. There are always some people in the world who belong to you alone. She is so dazzling and has so many friends. It seems that everyone likes her and she is kind to everyone. But only you know that the long phone calls under the flowers and the moon are only reserved for you.
Lu Mingfei had never thought about why Fengel knew Chinese so well. She thought it was just the result of Kassel College promoting Chinese education. In fact, when Fengel entered Kassel College many years ago, he couldn't even speak English fluently. At that time, he relied on his German-accented English and gestures to communicate with others.
Finkel von Frings. If Lu Mingfei knew a little more about German culture, she would know that the word "von" represents the old German aristocracy, and its original meaning is a subordinate relationship. His ancestors must be a large family with fiefdoms, just like Caesar's Gattuso.
He was so familiar with Chinese only because at that time he met the most precious girl in his life. She came from a country with an ancient language, and it was she who helped Finkel, a nobleman from the Old World, integrate into the life of the New World.
The loser was really awesome once, but now he is a loser again. He just returned to the life before he met her, so he never cared.
