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

Chapter 276 Should You Wrap Zero In Plastic?
The five student members of Operation Bronze Annihilation Team of Class A of the Moniaher were all near the side of the ship.

"You are very strong, I approve of you." Wiglaf got up from the deck, nodded expressionlessly, his tone was flat, and his pair of blood-colored golden pupils unique to the Beowulf family shrank their light.

If it weren't for his red nose and forehead, it would be kind of cool to say this.

"Are you a freshman too?" Su Xiaoqiang asked.

Except for Caesar and Old Tang, everyone is wearing school uniforms. The school uniforms from freshman to senior year mark different small features. If you look carefully, you can tell what grade the person wearing the school uniform is.

"Yeah." Wiglaf nodded.

"In that case, me, Zero, Old Tang, and you... Four of the six are freshmen." Su Xiaoqiang had a strange expression on his face.

The quality of this freshman class is really high...

Caesar felt emotional, but looking at it from another perspective, five of the six members of the student annihilation team were members of the Special Operations Team. Perhaps the Special Operations Team continued to develop and could reproduce the glory of the Lionheart Society in the Secret Party a hundred years ago. At that time, Caesar Gattuso was also a figure who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the legendary dragon slayer Menek Cassel or even surpass him.

"Would you like something to drink?" Su Xiaoqiang raised the plastic bag in his hand again.

"I don't drink." Wiglaf shook his head.

"Then I'll go back first. Professor Rundstedt told me to tell you to hold a combat meeting at eight o'clock in the evening." Su Xiaoqiang waved to the other people, and walked back to the cabin with a plastic bag—but there was no one there. I noticed that when Su Xiaoqiang walked into the cabin around the corner, he gently shook the hand that was not carrying the plastic bag at an angle that no one could see, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"President," Fingel stood beside Caesar, looked at Su Xiaoqiang's leaving back, and asked in a low voice, "Did you see clearly how she beat Wiglaf to the ground just now?"

"No." Caesar shook his head.

Although he was not reconciled to the fact that he couldn't even see Su Xiaoqiang, a freshman girl, making a move, Caesar was even more disdainful to lie about this kind of thing.

Just now Su Xiaoqiang faced Wiglaf's question of "Why are you our teammate", and smiled and proposed the proof method of "Let's learn from each other".

Then they saw Wiglaf and Su Xiaoqiang rushing forward with fists clenched passing by, and then fell face down on the deck with a "slap".

Caesar was very sure that Wiglaf was definitely not tripped or fell by himself. His posture of falling forward was too fast, and he could even be described as "beating"—something he didn't notice , or simply that Wiglaf himself patted himself on Class A, and the difference between that and falling is like the difference between something falling freely and being slammed hard on the ground.

Besides, if he just fell on the deck normally, with Wiglaf's physical fitness, his nose and forehead wouldn't turn red.

But how did he get photographed in Class A?

Wiglaf glanced at the puzzled Caesar and Fingel, his expression unnatural.

Old Tang on the side saw clearly how Su Xiaoqiang did it, but Wiglaf himself was present, and it was inconvenient for him to directly tell Caesar and Fingel how he was beaten in front of the person being beaten. The detailed process of beating is described. Old Tang's emotional intelligence is average, not low. How could he do such a thing?
He clearly saw that when Wiglaf rushed in front of Su Xiaoqiang, Su Xiaoqiang turned sideways at an extremely fast speed and stretched out a foot to trip him, then raised the hand that was not carrying the plastic bag, "put" On Wiglaf's back, then slam down!
Wiglaf got half of his rosy face—it's just that other people's rosy faces are rosy on both sides, but his rosy face is on the upper half of his face.

"Hey! President, Old Tang, do you think that person is Zero?" Fingel suddenly pointed to the distance.

Caesar and Old Tang looked in the direction he pointed. A petite girl in white silk school uniform with a delicate face and an expressionless face was walking towards the entrance of the cabin.

There are several entrances from class A to the cabin on the ship. The girl walked towards an entrance that was far away from here. Coupled with the angle problem, even with the eyesight of a mixed race, Caesar’s eyesight did not recognize her as the first time. who.

"It's her," Old Tang saw clearly, nodded, and confirmed, "There is no second girl this short on board."

"Zero will stab a dagger into your stomach if he hears this." Caesar complained.

Zero is also a member of the special operations team, and we have been training together for a while. Caesar knows that the weapon Zero usually uses the most is a Kancha dagger, which is a kind of weapon commonly known as "Chashik". The short sword used with the long knife was originally produced in the Caucasus. After the war between Tsarist Russia and the Caucasus, it quickly became popular in the Tsarist Russian army with its excellent practicality. As a Russian, the zero-use Kancha dagger and Chasik are normal, but the long Chashik, about 1.5 centimeters, seems a bit too long for her [-] meters five, so she usually only uses the Kancha dagger.

"Cough," Fingel said to Wiglaf with the knife on his back, showing an expression that he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "Brother, you don't seem to have fought with Zero before, do you want to go to her and try?"

Wiglaf glanced at Fingel, turned his head and walked towards the hatch closest to him, and said coldly: "I'll go back and have a rest."

Finger and Old Tang looked at each other and nodded tacitly—it seems that this old man is not preoccupied with fighting.

……

Stepping on the slightly shaking floor in the inner cabin because it was on the river, Wiglaf took out the key from his pocket to open the door of his room, walked in and locked the door behind him.

"call……"

Exhaling lightly, Wiglaf took off his shoes and put on slippers, stretched out his hand to unbutton his school uniform, threw his coat on the bed, then unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, revealing a ivory-like whiteness, but scattered weapons or claws Grim scars from sharp teeth.

And a bandage wrapped tightly around his chest.

He, or rather she stretched her hands to her chest, untied the knots in the bandages, and unwrapped the bandages around her body.

Anyone here who knows anything about the Beowulf family will be in shock when they see Wiglaf unwrapped—everyone in the Beowulf family is an iron-blooded and cruel dragon slayer, but not including women.

The women of the Beowulf family are not easy to mess with, but they have not been placed with high expectations by the family. After all, even the family tradition is to feed a newborn baby boy with a drop of dragon blood crystals to test whether he is qualified to be a Beowulf. The warriors of the Beowulf family survived, and the unique blood-colored golden pupils of the Beowulf family are also a sign that the baby has survived the dragon blood crystal test and survived.

Luckier for the girls, there are only three things that come into their mouths before weaning—breast milk, water, and their own fingers.

Of course, this is also understandable. After all, the Beowulf family’s tradition of feeding dragon blood crystals to male babies has led to a thinning of males in the family. If even female babies were not spared, Beowulf would have exterminated the family by himself.

Therefore, the fact that Wiglaf's chest is raised (although not much) with blood-colored golden pupils, if outsiders know, may greatly change the impression of the Beowulf family in the hearts of other hybrids-although they do not know this change Good or bad.

Wiglaf turned around, turned his back to the mirror, and turned his head to look at the mirror. In the mirror, her back was clean and smooth, and her waistline was smooth—except for a few glaring scars of swords or claws, Not even the recovery ability of the hybrids can make them disappear.

But Wiglaf didn't care about scars. She didn't think scars were a badge of honor, nor did she think scars were the natural enemy of a girl's beautiful body. In fact, she didn't think of herself as a girl—the Beowulf family only had warriors.

The biggest meaning of the scar to her is to remind her that she is not strong enough.

"But... did she put her hand on my back and push me down?" Wiglaf frowned and said to himself, "I don't know if she noticed..."

She wasn't quite sure about the just... let's call it the battle, whether Su Xiaoqiang put his hand on her back and took her to the deck during the battle just now, and she wasn't sure if it was possible to notice it through the two layers of clothes on the shirt and jacket Her bandages, but even if it is a mixed race, it is impossible to do it.

Anyway, she had already taken off her shirt, so she simply took off all the rest of her clothes, took the hilt of her sword and walked into the separate bathroom in the bedroom—this should be a renovation done by the school. Speaking of warships, there is no such luxurious design as a private bath.

Walked into the bathroom with bare feet, turned on the shower, and the clean water flowed down the girl's plain and well-proportioned body, soaking the hilt of the sword in her hand. Something invisible and tangible extended from the sword, and the water flowed in the It flows down the sword under the gravity, vaguely outlines a slender transparent area, and then falls freely at a certain position, falling from the girl Bai Shengsheng's calf, splashing small water splashes on the bathroom floor, some splashes onto the girl's instep.

"I still want to become stronger," Wiglaf stroked back his short hair soaked in water, so as not to obstruct his vision, and whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "I am from the Beowulf family. Warrior, I must be stronger."

……

"Tuk Tuk..."

The sound of knocking on the door came from outside Lu Mingfei's bedroom. Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in front of the computer, raised his head, glanced outside the door, and said, "Please come in."

"Tuk Tuk..."

The knocking on the door continued.

"Please come in." Lu Mingfei raised his voice slightly.

"Tuk Tuk..."

The knock on the door still maintained that unhurried rhythm.

"I said! Come in!" Lu Mingfei said loudly.

"Mentor," Zero's voice sounded from outside the door, as flat as ever, "Your door is locked."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Lu Mingfei got up and walked to the door, unlocked the inner lock, and then pushed the door violently while holding the handle—perhaps to make it easier for the crew to rush out as quickly as possible under the circumstances. Bedroom, the bedroom door in the cabin is a rare type that opens outwards.

"Boom-"

It was not a loud sound, but it hurt to hear—it was the sound of the forehead touching the door panel.

The door that was pushed open happened to fit on Zero's forehead, if she hadn't watched the door hit, and adjusted her posture in time even though she had no time to dodge, maybe her nose was also hit by the door panel.

As for why she didn't use her hands to cover it, because her two hands are now holding an insulated food box.

"Ah! Ling, are you okay?" Lu Mingfei stood in the bedroom and asked concerned.

"I'm fine." Zero shook his head.

"Then you come in first," Lu Mingfei walked out of the bedroom across the threshold, "I'll see if the door has been knocked down by you."

zero:……

Ling walked into the bedroom in silence, sat down opposite Lu Mingfei's desk, and put two thermal food boxes on the left and right legs respectively, and the two thermal food boxes further accentuated her petiteness.

"There was a dent in the door." Lu Mingfei walked in helplessly, and closed the door, "Zero, remember to pay the fine."

zero:? ? ?

Ling tilted his head and looked at Lu Mingfei, his beautiful ice-blue eyes revealed a slightly perplexed expression.

"Just kidding," Lu Mingfei shrugged, "the door is unscathed."

Zero was silent.

"There's even a piece of your hair on it." Lu Mingfei added.

Zero remained silent.

"Cough..." Lu Mingfei coughed and said seriously, "Ling, what do you want me to do?"

"I took the kitchen on board and made some soup, and brought it to you and Xiao Qiang." Ling said.

"That's it, thank you. Xiao Qiang has something to go out, and she should be back later... Wait, Ling, aren't you a clean freak? How do you use the ship's kitchen?" Lu Mingfei was full of question marks.

"I'm wearing plastic gloves," Zero explained.

"So that's how it is," Lu Mingfei was stunned, and then he had a flash of inspiration, "Then if you wrap your whole body in plastic, wouldn't you have to worry about the surrounding environment being dirty?"

This time, there was obvious confusion in Zero's beautiful big eyes.

"Uh...it doesn't seem very feasible," Lu Mingfei thought for a while, and he felt that this proposal was a bit outrageous, "But I have an upgraded alternative plan, or I will work with the equipment department to make you a steel set. Hero armor? The equipment department has been researching this topic since 1981. At that time, Iron Man hadn’t made a movie yet, only comics.”

"Iron Man? What's that?" Zero asked.

"You don't even know about Iron Man? Zero, how do you entertain yourself? Don't you watch commercial movies at all?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

Zero shook his head: "I seldom watch movies. For entertainment, I mainly read books at school. When I am in Moscow, I also watch ballets, operas and go to museums."

"This is the lifestyle of aristocrats..." Lu Mingfei sighed, "How about Xiaoqiang and I taking you to a movie some other day?"

"Hmm." Zero nodded.

"But speaking of it," Lu Mingfei looked Zero up and down, "I will build you a steel suit... Isn't the 1.5-meter-five Iron Man a little short?"

In that world, most of the monks who survived the side effects of the emotional state were the best in terms of strength. Although overcoming the demons has little to do with strength, the stronger the strength, the lower the probability of being beaten to death for offending others in the emotional state .

"Mentor," Zero put one food box on the table and opened the other, "This is your soup."

"Why did you give me the soup all of a sudden?" Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

Ling didn't speak, but just pushed a Russian thick soup in front of Lu Mingfei, and then put a spoon in it.

"By the way, zero," Lu Mingfei took out a can of Wanglaoji herbal tea from nowhere, "I don't have any tea or hot water here, why don't you try this?"

"Thank you, mentor." Ling took the red can of herbal tea handed over by Lu Mingfei, thanked him politely, opened the tab and drank in small sips.

Putting a spoonful of thick soup into his mouth, Lu Mingfei fell into thought.

For him, although Ling came over suddenly, it was just right, because he happened to have something to mention to Ling—she had lived in his and Xiaoqiang's home for a long time, and her injuries had already healed , It is also time to move back to the dormitory to make room for the two of them.

"By the way," Lu Mingfei swallowed another spoonful of thick soup in his mouth, thought about how to express his thoughts in a tactful way as much as possible, and then said to Zero who was sipping tea, "Ling, After this mission is over, will you move out of my house?"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Zero seemed to have choked on the herbal tea, coughed violently, put the tea pot on the table, and stretched out his hand to stroke his chest.

Lu Mingfei hurriedly got up and walked to Ling's back, put his hands on her back to help ease her breathing, and at the same time felt a little puzzled-why did she suddenly choke?
It took tens of seconds before Zero returned to normal, with physiological tears oozing from the corners of his eyes due to the violent coughing.

Lu Mingfei was about to take his hand away from Ling's back when the door was suddenly opened—he just seemed to ignore the approaching breath.

"Mingfei! I'm back! Let me tell you, I found a big piece of news..."

Su Xiaoqiang opened the door and looked at her and Lu Mingfei's bedroom. Ling was sitting on a chair. Lu Mingfei was standing beside her with his hands on her back. Ling raised his head and turned to look at her, his eyes trembling. , with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Lu Mingfei: ...

Su Xiaoqian:  …

zero:……

(End of this chapter)