I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 150 Head of Equipment Department

"Are you the genius alchemist recommended by the vice principal?"

Standing among the numerous weapons was a man wearing an Arabian robe, looking at Lu Mingfei and shaking his head repeatedly.

Although this man is wearing an Arabic robe, he also speaks authentic Chinese. Lu Mingfei sometimes suspects that the average level of Kassel's Mandarin certificate is even higher than that of domestic normal colleges.

Seeing the man shaking his head, Lu Mingfei was startled, and said to himself, could it be that the equipment department was afraid that I would rely on the vice-principal's relationship to get food and cards here, so they specially sent someone here to give me a blow?

"Welcome to Wat Alheim," the Arab man said to Lu Mingfei, "I am the director of Walt Alheim, Akadullah Ahmed Muhammad Faroq, you can Call me Director Akkadullah or Minister Akkadullah."

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

He had read the student handbook and knew that the official name of the equipment department was actually "Institute of Alchemy and Science and Engineering Application", so the "director" here refers to the head of the equipment department.

By the way, "Valter Alheim" is the kingdom of dwarves in Norse mythology. According to legend, the dwarves living in it have mysterious power and profound knowledge, and have created incredible artifacts for the gods. The base of the equipment department Named after this, and sometimes even simply use "Watt Alheim" instead of "Equipment Department".

Lu Mingfei felt that this was the worst time for a dwarf to be hacked.

"I'm Lu Mingfei, Minister, are you an Arab?"

Putting away his sympathy for the dwarves in Nordic mythology being used by a group of psychopaths as self-metaphors, Lu Mingfei asked Minister Akadullah.

"Yes."

Minister Akadullah shook his head.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

In Arabia, the meaning of shaking the head and nodding is opposite to that of most countries. Shaking the head means yes, and nodding means no.

So the minister didn't express dissatisfaction with him just now.

It's just that he really didn't expect that the vice principal would pull the head of the equipment department over to guide him. He might not need the letter of introduction Mr. Pan gave him before. After all, the letter was for the vice president, but the vice principal He has already arranged for him to be the minister.

"Are you here to receive the alchemy weapon?"

Minister Akadullah enthusiastically pulled Lu Mingfei to a shelf where the weapons were shining brightly.

……

In the attic of the church bell tower, the PS3 is connected to the TV, and the picture of Devil May Cry is pressed to pause.

Angers and the vice-principal glared at each other angrily, like two lions facing each other on the grassland.

If you ignore the bookshelves in the attic and the pornographic magazines on the bed, the scene is indeed a bit serious.

“Old friend, as the principal of Kassel, I feel it is my duty to meet our future gifted students.”

Anger showed a forced smile. If this was a comic, "#" should have appeared on his forehead.

"He will be an exchange student at the University of Kassel next year. You have time to meet him."

The vice-principal put on a smirk, and deliberately put emphasis on the word "exchange student".

"You worry about me?"

As an old friend for decades, Angers has some insight into the vice principal's thinking.

"I'm afraid you don't worry about yourself?" The vice principal shook his head, "The flame in your heart may even swallow you."

"It cannot swallow me until it burns all dragons to ashes."

Angers shook his head.

"What about the others?" The vice principal tapped the table with his fingers, and the invisible "spirits" gathered in the room to form a barrier, "I can't let you get in touch with Lu Mingfei, he is someone who can change the world, and he shouldn't be Fuel in your hands."

"I'm curious, what did he do to have such a high evaluation in your mouth?" Anger was puzzled, "In my impression, when you evaluate those alchemy colleagues, you use the most The only word for it is 'trash' or 'mediocre' or 'fool'."

"Lu Mingfei is different from them." The vice-principal threw a photocopied thesis to Angers, "Look at this, you will understand."

"The new bone-strengthening potion? The effect is very good, even surpassing most of the first-class alchemy potions of the same type, but the cost is very low," Ang Rou nodded, "It seems that there will be some big changes in the alchemy potion market recently. , Blessed are the half-breeds whose Yan Ling is the bronze throne."

"Would you like to see who the publisher is first?"

The vice-principal reminded.

"What? You're not going to tell me that this medicine was developed by Lu Mingfei, are you?"

Angers smiled and flipped through the paper in his hand, and then the smile on his face gradually froze.

"Pan Yunming and Lu Mingfei developed it together? In no particular order?"

Ange blinked, a little wanting to light up the golden pupils and take a look again - the high-blooded golden pupils can see through low-level illusions and words.

"As you can see," the vice principal flicked off the brim of his cowboy hat, "Lu Mingfei not only has unlimited potential, but now his potential has begun to be transformed into ability."

"If you show me this, I want to see him even more," Angers put down the photocopy of the thesis, "An educator who lets talented students not teach is like letting Phryne slip away from sight as dereliction of duty as the sculptor."

"Then I'm afraid you will have to dereliction of duty once today, my old friend," the vice-principal said unhurriedly, "I have already engraved a small alchemy matrix in this attic, and your 'time zero' has also been destroyed by my 'commandments'." 'Suppression, I can let you go out with peace of mind when that child leaves school."

"The precepts can suppress all speech spirits whose blood level is lower than their own within the scope of the domain," Anger sighed, "The power of this speech spirit depends entirely on the bloodline of the releaser, and the powerful bloodline can make this speech spirit like a descendant from God." The Ten Commandments are inviolable, and the commandments released by you can suppress the three generations of species or even a few of the next generations."

The vice-principal blinked, and Ange already had a bound volume of "The Attic" in his hand.

Angers flipped through the magazine in his hand with relish, and the bright golden pupils almost really shot out golden light.

"Old friend, you will let me out."

Angers smiled.

"The violent blood, and it is the violent blood of the second stage..." The vice-principal finally lost his composure, "Old bastard! Put down my magazine! The only copy from 30 years ago!"

"30 years ago, it was still an orphan..."

Angers closed the magazine, the regret on his face seemed to be witnessing Achilles being shot in the heel.

Accompanied by a "hiss", the 30-year-old magazine was cut in half in the hands of Angers, and the sexy woman on the cover seemed to be cut in half.

"Do not--!"

The vice-principal let out a heart-piercing wail, and Angers had a new magazine in his hands at some point. On the cover, the lower body of a gypsy girl was soaked in a Japanese hot spring, her bare back was as smooth as satin, her waist was curved exquisite.

"My 'Life in Paris'!"

Accompanied by another "hiss", the vice principal's eyes turned red.

(End of this chapter)