Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

The headquarters of the college, the entrance of the Amber Pavilion.

The characteristic white German greenhouses have sprung up, Michelin three-star chefs and professional chefs from the World Federation of Chefs have all been present.

This activity has been approved by the college. The construction speed of the school construction team is top-notch, and all kinds of utensils, tableware and cooking tools are delivered truck by truck.

The chartered and approved helicopters come and go repeatedly, and inside are boxes of various rare ingredients that are cold and fresh.

During the day, this was still an important place for fierce gun battles, but in the evening, there was already a food festival-like party style. I have to say that Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"Damn it, the academy is really powerful," Lu Mingfei sighed.

"It's not that the college has great powers, it's that the vice president of the League has billions of dollars. Did you see that guy with a high hat? Ordinary people can't invite them."

"This is something only the rich second generation who are so cool and crazy can do," Fingel next to him explained.

"When the party starts later, we will fight over there, so as to keep a bloodbath and a cloud of wind blowing."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, Fingel, your Chinese is really good. You are actually a German raised by a Chinese family. Next time, pay more attention to grammar and applicable scenarios. Hey.

The long white tablecloths have been laid, and the fruit snacks have begun to be placed on the plate.

"It looks like we came early." Lu Mingfei rubbed his stomach, he didn't eat for a day, he just ate that bowl of fried rice, and now it's almost done.

"This is what we call scouting the terrain, to see where the food is most abundant, we can't give anyone a chance"

"This is the way of survival of the academy, it is good to learn more," Fingel said meanly.

Lu Mingfei's phone kept vibrating, and he didn't know why.

He opened the phone interface, it was QQ, but the network was not very good, and it took a while to refresh it.

He never dreamed that in one day, the number of QQ friend applications exceeded 99, and the red dot logo of 99+ was shocking.

"Fuck," he couldn't help shouting out?

Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei's phone, and consciously didn't talk to him, but moved a few steps to the side.

"I didn't expect such an ordinary person to be quite popular. Now I'm making a lot of money."

"What did you say?" Lu Mingfei stared at Finger's lewd face and questioned, "What are you muttering, you should keep your voice down."

"What did you do wrong?" Lu Mingfei didn't realize at all that this guy had indeed done something wrong, and it had something to do with him.

Since selling Xia Tian's personal information last time, he has made a lot of money and tasted the sweetness.

Fingel von Frings started a new attempt, such as launching a personal information package for Lu Mingfei, the rookie king, when someone's popularity is soaring today.

Buy one get one free, and it also comes with a candid photo of the president of the alliance, hiss~
He has already purchased the headgear of the dinosaur monster online, and he carries it with him, so he is not afraid to meet President Xia Tian by chance.

He can pretend to be a dinosaur lover in the college, and walk past Xia Tian, ​​and it doesn't matter if he is discovered, he bought a stuffed headgear.

It can provide a certain degree of protection, and disfigurement should not be avoided.

Fingel touched his handsome face, his thoughts were racing~
This is the charm of idols, a new generation of academy idols, he is a new star.

Unlimited potential!

He looked at Lu Mingfei, and what he was thinking in his heart was how to package this boy who still looked a bit weak.

Lu Mingfei hugged his chest, he felt that something was wrong with his roommate.

In the future, stay away from this man. I am a man with chastity and ideals, so keep a safe distance of three meters.

Lu Mingfei is slowly moving to the side~
Fingel turned his attention to other places at the moment.

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei, get ready for battle," someone solemnly warned Lu Mingfei.

"Ah, what, the battle preparation is... the Dragon Clan's invasion." Lu Mingfei looked around, feeling panicked.

As the leader of the college's freshmen, he barely pretended to be a little calm on his face.

"A colleague is here~" Fingel gritted his teeth authentically.

Lu Mingfei followed the line of sight of Senior Brother Baigou and looked over there. There were two sneaky figures over there.

"Ah~ It's really scary, it turned out to be Raymond and his fiancée~" Lu Mingfei was the boss of the ah word.

"Yeah, yeah, brother, come on, eat them!" Lu Mingfei lazily cheered on Finger, he was completely speechless.

Raymond pulled a girl, and stretched out his sinful hand towards the plate where the fruit was still placed.

The two of you are really inseparable, even stealing things together, hey, don't you have your own private life?

Doesn't it mean that foreigners are unrestrained, ah no, they are enthusiastic and unrestrained.

I think you guys are pretty gluey too~ Lu Mingfei's flaws are no longer enough to describe the strangeness of these two guys.

Lu Mingfei is a little unsure whether he is currently in a mental hospital.

"Hi, what a coincidence~" The girl's fair face was stained with blush, and finally they decided to let them go and wait for Lu Mingfei to deal with it.

"Forget it, forget it, your ministers have already invited me to dinner, why don't we both?" Lu Mingfei was not angry with them, and no one had a difficult time.

I said that they also helped me a lot, and generally speaking, they are still righteous.

Well, it would be nice to have time to pay back the money. Raymond still paid for the gift for his daughter-in-law himself.

This wonderful group of four, talking and shifting in a weird way, the staff wondered why the fruit on some tables became less and less
Opposite is the Amber Hall, and Lu Mingfei can almost see the flickering figures of people over there.

They were happy, but the students from the opposite student union were gnashing their teeth.

Is this intentional? You guys are celebrating. Is there no other place for such a big school? .
Kassel Academy 249 Institute of Arms Industry, the academy's military arsenal.

Institute meeting room.

The Minister of Armaments, Akadullah Ahmed Mohammad Farooq, sat upright.

Under them are the "elite" researcher Mathur of the Equipment Department, and Professor Manstein, the head of the Alchemy Principles Department. (*Concurrently, also the Director of the Disciplinary Committee and the Financial Supervisor)
And all kinds of technicians who stink and have hair that looks like a bird's nest.

On the big screen is the individual rocket launcher number DH1876 used this summer.

Everyone's brows were tightly furrowed. This battle was considered to be the most elated moment for the equipment department. Normally, these researchers were often criticized in private for some reason.

And today, someone finally proved it for the equipment department.

Some of their insane works are not without value.

The Minister of Armament Department, Alkadullah, was simply elated.

Although most people dare not complain in public, but when everyone hears about the fearful attitude of the equipment department, it must be that the reputation behind them is really mediocre.

"I think it can be fine-tuned." A researcher chewing bubble gum first broke the silence.

"Fine-tuning?" The minister frowned.

"This work has reached his limit. Based on the existing material science, only small adjustments can be made." He explained.

There was silence again.

"Actually, I have a better idea" is Researcher Mathur, the right-hand man of the Minister of Equipment Department.

"This DH1876 has been on the shelf for five years." Marshall sighed, changed the topic, and suddenly flames burst out of his eyes.

"But today, he finally ushered in someone who can give full play to it, and today it showed its might on the real battlefield."

"This man must not be let go! Only he can display the true value of our equipment department. I have a bolder plan!"

"DH1876 can be set as the main weapon, and other components can be mounted on this basis"

"Wonderful!" The head of the equipment department nodded, he waved his hand, his eyes were full of approval.

"continue!"

"According to DH1876, as a primary weapon system"

"On this basis, add other auxiliary pendants"

"For example, the comprehensive helmet subsystem, computer/radio electronic system (CRS), software subsystem, protective clothing and individual equipment subsystem, all-round and three-dimensional complete enhancement."

"A rocket propulsion system can also be added. Our newly developed super-long-range long-range intercontinental missile uses this kind of propulsion," a researcher added a new view.

In the past, no one gave them a chance to display it. Now that they have such a good material, their ingenuity has finally been displayed.

The Minister of Armaments, Alkadullah, was an Arab. He couldn't help crying when he saw such a heated discussion among his subordinates.

The moment to truly realize the value of yourself and the equipment department is coming.

He waved his hand: "Everyone be quiet, I have a question, such a complicated thing"

"What should we name it?"

"He is not just a simple weapon."

Researcher Matur pondered for a while, then said:

"This weapon will become the devil who rules the battlefield"

"Just call it, Satan's individual fire coverage system"

"Satan for short"

Suddenly the conference hall burst into thunderous applause, and all the research institutes stood up and applauded.

As expected of you, Researcher Matur!
Many researchers had tears in their eyes.

Only Professor Manstein, the head of the Department of Alchemy Principles, was unmoved.

After the applause stopped, Professor Manstein spoke with an extremely serious expression, "I plan to allocate 300 million US dollars to develop this set of weapons and equipment. This will definitely be the most outstanding work in the history of the Equipment Department."

Before they finished speaking, everyone, including the head of the Armament Department and Researcher Marshall, took out the "light" weapons they carried with them.

In an instant, a total of 18 gun barrels pointed directly at the top of Manstein's head, including the Gatling machine gun and the thick "gun" mouth of the RPG-7 rocket launcher.

"300 million, last time we spent far more than this amount on the development of a new type of thruster"

Professor Manstein, who was pointed at by more than a dozen "guns", swallowed with difficulty.Seeing the black muzzle of the gun around him and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke, he finally compromised.

"1000 million" shouted out the number almost tremblingly, and a certain professor in charge of the college's finances collapsed on the seat.

You know, these lunatics are firing live ammunition.

From TNN, I knew it was no good for the lunatics in the equipment department to call me here.