Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 936

The days spent at Kassel Academy are both ordinary and extraordinary.

Among them, Lu Mingfei can be regarded as giving the entire Dragon Eater Society a big face.

The headmaster summons the entire academy to crack the map.

And in the end, when everyone was at a loss for thought, Lu Mingfei cracked it.

This can be said to have shocked everyone.

After all, you must know that this is something that even the principal has no idea about, but Lu Mingfei cracked it.

This also made many people start to notice Yang Cong's deputy, Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, the vice president of the Dragon Eater Society, is also at the 'S' level.

Although Lu Mingfei's information has long been known, but because of Yang Cong, most people pay attention to Yang Cong, and Lu Mingfei is basically Yang Cong's younger brother.

Who told Yang Cong to be too dazzling, and Lu Mingfei was now claiming glory for himself.

And he also officially passed the 3E exam, which can be regarded as clinging to the title of 'S' class.

"Not bad, not bad, Lu Mingfei, this time you have won honor."

Patting Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, Yang Cong smiled.

"That's what it should be." Lu Mingfei nodded. Although his face was full of smiles, there were many doubts in his heart, such as who was the man called his brother, and why the things he gave were so miraculous.

"You should also train yourself more." Yang Cong looked at Lu Mingfei: "Strength is the most important life-saving skill."

"I know too, but..." Speaking of this, Lu Mingfei was full of helplessness.

Why can someone be so awesome, but he himself is a waste.

It's even worse than Fingal.

"It's okay, your bloodline determines your future, you are destined to be extraordinary." Yang Cong patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, and said something that Lu Mingfei couldn't understand at all.

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On this day, Caesar made a voice, saying that he would entertain Yang Cong.

However, Yang Cong felt that this was a Hongmen banquet, but Yang Cong still wanted to go.

Because he wanted to see what Caesar wanted to do to him.

But if they really want to be hostile to the end, then Yang Cong can't wait for it, and this will help Yang Cong.

This time Yang Cong did not bring Lu Mingfei and Finger here, because his prophetic ability predicted the invasion, but he didn't know what it was, so he still hoped that it would be safer for Lu Mingfei and Finger to stay in the Norton Hall A little bit, because the invasion locations he calculated were the Hall of Valor where Caesar was, the church where Chu Zihang was, and the library controlled by Norma.

And there is obviously no Yang Cong's Norton Pavilion here.

So it is safest for Yang Cong to let Lu Mingfei and Finger stay in the Norton Pavilion.

And he, alone, went to the Hall of Valor for the Hongmen Banquet.

When they arrived at the Hall of Valor, Yang Cong just came to the door when a beautiful figure walked over.

The visitor was none other than Nono.

"Yah, it's you who came to greet me, where's the Caesar?"

There was a hint of disappointment in Yang Cong's words, as if it wasn't Caesar who disappointed him.

Nuonuo gave Yang Cong a blank look: "It's enough to have me, pervert."

"Pfft..." Yang Cong almost fell to the ground, but he stopped: "What, I'm not a pervert anymore."

"Not yet." Nuonuo glanced at Yang Cong and said, "It's just a pervert."

"Blame me." Yang Cong spread his hands helplessly: "Who told you to sneak into my room in the middle of the night, you are not as skilled as others, and you will beat me up."

What Yang Cong said was indeed true, which left Nuo Nuo speechless.

"Let's go." Nuonuo directly pulled Yang Cong into the Hall of Valor.

To be honest, it was the first time for Yang Cong to attend this kind of banquet.

First of all, Yang Cong didn't have much contact with foreigners, and even Yang Cong was not interested in attending such a banquet.

Because this kind of banquet made Yang Cong feel that it was fake, and it was nothing more than a place for a group of people to exchange relationships.

So Yang Cong doesn't like this kind of place very much. As a Chinese, he likes to be quiet.

After welcoming Yang Cong into the Hall of Valor, Nuonuo walked up the stairs and left.

Only one Yang Cong was left standing there.

After a glance, indeed, Yang Cong really didn't like this kind of atmosphere.

However, when Yang Cong stood there watching like an old monk in meditation.

The people in front of him were already dancing with their partners in their arms.

Seeing this scene, Yang Cong didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.

Just like that, Yang Cong stood there quietly for an unknown how long.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly entered Yang Cong's ears.

"Can I ask you to dance?"

Following the voice, Yang Cong looked and found a girl who was not tall but had an astonishing beauty standing in front of him.

Taking a look, Yang Cong was indeed amazed at that second, but he quickly recovered without leaving any trace.

"of course."

Even if Yang Cong is a fool, he knows how to answer now, besides, how can he refuse the invitation of such a beautiful girl.

"Yang Cong." Yang Cong smiled and held out his hand.

"Well, Zero." The girl nodded and put her hand on Yang Cong's.

"Zero?" Yang Cong asked in surprise, Zero means zero in English.

But what surprised Yang Cong the most was that such a beautiful girl had such a name.

"It's also a Russian word, it's 'zero'. I don't have an official name. The number they gave me is '0'." The girl said lightly, "You can call me zero."

Although Yang Cong has never learned formal European and American dances, but relying on the amazing learning ability in his memory, Yang Cong quickly mastered these dances.

It can be said that there is nothing wrong with learning now and selling now.

Seeing Zero so close at hand, Yang Cong felt very strange.

"There are a lot of people here who are better than me, how could they choose me?" Yang Cong said in a low voice.

"Be humble, there is no one better than you here." Zero said blankly: "And you... are better than others."

"Perhaps." Yang Cong didn't know what Ling meant when he said these words.

In fact, Yang Cong didn't know at all that when he improved his bloodline step by step, he himself would change, but it was too small, and he thought it was normal, so he couldn't notice it.

After dancing with Zero, Zero left.

Yang Cong turned his head and glanced at Caesar standing on that high place.

But at this time, Caesar seemed to have not seen Yang Cong, and was still talking to himself.

Only Nuonuo who was beside him noticed Yang Cong.

"Maybe I thought wrong. This is not the Hongmen Banquet at all. Maybe Caesar doesn't take me seriously at all."

Yang Cong couldn't help laughing, he is not a person who holds grudges, and it is difficult for Caesar to arouse his revenge mentality when he treats him like this.

And just like that, Yang Cong found a seat and sat down alone, and sat there alone to entertain himself.

The banquet was in full swing, but there was already an undercurrent surging outside.

(End of this chapter)