Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

"We and Kassel College are actually branches of the same institution after reorganization. At the end of the Secret Party era, the two leaders of the party had a conflict, which eventually led to them parting ways." Lu Lincheng exhaled a breath of alcohol and was silent for a moment before he finally slowly opened up.

Lu Mingfei remained silent and put the slightly burnt peanuts into his mouth one by one.

The first people to come to this damn place were the Eskimos, and later the Slavs drove away those guys who ate seal entrails.

In Russia, a Slavic country, men always smoke when they are thinking or talking about important matters in life until they find a solution to the problem.

Perhaps for this reason, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but want to put the cigarette in his mouth just by sitting here.

Qiao Weini brought a cardboard box from the kitchen, filled it with water, and threw the cigarette butts into the water to submerge them.

Soon the room was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke.

Lu Lincheng spoke slowly, as if he was thinking about what to say next after every sentence. He stared at Lu Mingfei's eyebrows for a long time, and his deep eye sockets were impossible to see clearly in the shadows.

"It seems that you have already deeply understood the world of dragons... Yes, that's right. In fact, we believe that this is the first time in human history that a Nibelung independent of the real world has been truly controlled, except for Xirang. It is almost impossible for people who are born with the mark to break in."

In fact, this is not the case. Even if we exclude the Xirang controlled by Lord Wa, Lu Mingfei has seen a small Nibelung created directly by Herzog in the basement of Genji Heavy Industries in Tokyo.

"I came in, and so did my friends. Even one of them was just an ordinary old man without any dragon blood in his body." He decided to undermine his father's confidence.

Lu Lincheng looked a little embarrassed. He scratched his brow and said, "You are an exception. I think it's because you and your friends have entered another similar space. You also carry the mark of the dragon civilization... After all, the safe haven is controlled by alchemical creatures rather than directly controlled by a god. It's like asking artificial intelligence to complete human work. No matter how efficient it is, there will always be places where it cannot be achieved. Maybe mark recognition is the flaw of the safe haven. We will arrange researchers to tackle this issue in the future."

"If the war finally breaks out and dragons defeat humans and become the masters of this world again, then there is no doubt that the kingdoms built by the gods will spread all over the world after the new era arrives." The heating in the room was turned on a little too high. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but take off his coat and leave only a shirt. He unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt to reveal his two strong and toned upper chest muscles.

"The facts have proven to us many times that those hidden among politicians and businessmen of various countries are definitely not high-level hybrids. Those pure-blooded dragons that crawled out of their graves also use this identity as their best protection to hide in the human world... I know that many hybrid organizations are formed by ambition. They believe that as long as they defeat dragons in war, they can become the masters of the new world, replace the dragon clan, and become the new dragon clan of the new era. But the Nibelungen has not yet revived, and Ragnarok has not yet arrived. If all this happens as expected, will the hybrids really have even a slight chance of winning?"

Lu Lincheng didn’t know how to answer this question, or maybe he didn’t want to dwell on it, so he just frowned and smoked a long cigarette fiercely.

"The White King's prophecy describes the day when she will reign victorious over the entire world. The White Emperor will sit on a sedan chair carried by hundreds of people, crossing the ocean and Europe to the red plateau at the end of the earth. Servants dressed in bronze and gold will raise long banners that cover the sky for her. The blood of the enemies will splash onto those long banners that soar into the sky, and it will take three full days for them to flow into the land. Wherever she goes, she will build cities with the bones of her enemies as the foundation, and all the cities will be connected into an indestructible giant wall. From then on, the south of the giant wall will be her imperial capital, and all the conquered races will be exiled to the north of the giant wall." Lu Mingfei leaned forward slightly, and his speech became faster and faster.

"The arrival of the Holy Empire of the Black Supreme will be even worse than what is described in the White King's prophecy. After the dragon race returns to the peak of this world, they will not give humans another chance. They have already experienced betrayal once and felt the sorrow of being abandoned. This time, they will use politics, economy, and military to make billions of humans completely become their subjects. They will worship dragons in bronze temples all day long and do everything they can to satisfy the dragon race's desires."

"The latest excavated Ice Sea Fragments record that some of the first-generation species have the ability to build the Nibelungen, which also means that when the Holy Empire descends, the number of humans carrying the mark will increase exponentially. Today, there may be only a few people who have the honor of entering the Kingdom of the Dead, but after the war, such people will be as numerous as mountains and seas." Lu Mingfei had a blank expression. This time it was his turn to look at Lu Lincheng's eyebrows. The middle-aged man's expression at this time was as solemn as a newcomer who stepped into the field of power. Silent fear and tension burst out from his whole body.

"Your safe haven doesn't even have a solid outer wall. There may be some underground facilities that can barely be considered civil air defense projects, but can it really shoulder the responsibility of continuing human civilization? Especially after a huge country with millions of active soldiers and a torrent of steel has fallen, Dad, do you still have the confidence to escape the double siege from alchemy and technology?"

He began to appear a little aggressive, and the negotiation skills he learned in the student union were finally put into practice.

"Son, look, some things have to be done by someone. When Tan Sitong went to his death in 1898, didn't he know that even if he shed blood, the revolution would not succeed?" Lu Lincheng's mouth was full of strong alcohol when he spoke. His expression relaxed for a moment, like a bearded prisoner, but only a moment later, the man's facial features became hard again.

"In the future that the doomsdayers imagine may come, the era of human defeat ends, the ambitious get what they want and can kneel before God and lick their toes, the cowardly grovel and serve as slaves for thousands of generations, and the human soul and dignity should always fight tenaciously."

Lu Mingfei was almost laughing out of anger.

"Can deserters also talk about soul and dignity?"

"We are not deserters." Lu Lincheng said, "We are the sparks."

This fairly formal conversation seemed to have come to a standstill here, as neither Lu Mingfei nor Lu Lincheng were willing to admit defeat.

Perhaps influenced by Ange, although Lu Mingfei did not oppose the practices of the Doomsday faction, he despised its philosophy.

But arguing about who was right and who was wrong was not Lu Mingfei's purpose. He sneered and filled both of their glasses with vodka again.

Wide-mouthed glasses clinked in the air above the table, and beer foam overflowed.

"I was fostered in my uncle's house in 2003, so you have lived here for eight years, right, Mr. Spark?" Lu Mingfei asked.

He was abandoned at his uncle's house and suffered from cold violence, extreme humiliation, malice from his aunt, and loneliness with no one to support him. All of this started in 2003.

At the end of a time so long that even Lu Mingfei almost forgot what his parents looked like, fate actually made them reunite here.

Even though everyone might have ulterior motives, even though Lu Lincheng might even regard Lu Mingfei as a monster, he still had to find out clearly.

"Before we went home, we saw many young people on the road. I guess most of the older members of the safe haven are excellent academic masters, and the young people are the most talented hybrids... This should not only be a shelter, but also a super university that can even crush Harvard and MIT in the field of academics, right?"

"We have an expert building, which is full of precious old guys. You can even see some Nobel Prize winners who are declared dead. They serve as mentors for young people, extend their lifespans through alchemy and genetic science, and pass on as much knowledge as possible to the new generation." Lu Lincheng nodded. He seemed to have guessed what Lu Mingfei was going to say next. He suddenly sat up straight, like a student waiting for the teacher to question him in class.

Lu Mingfei chuckled. “The safe haven has an independent ecosystem and the best education system, and has been able to operate independently of the outside world for thousands of years. Are you planning to throw me out there and hide here for the rest of your life?” he asked softly.

At this time, the wind and snow started again. The glass of the suite made a crackling sound as if it was slapped by a pair of hands. The sizzling sound of oil in a hot pan came from the kitchen, but there was deathly silence between the father and son.

When other children were able to grow up under the care of their parents, he could only go home early from school every day to help with housework in exchange for a smile from his aunt; when a typhoon and heavy rain swept the city, the parking lot of Shilan Middle School was always crowded with cars coming to pick up students from school. The horns sounded as dense as bees, and in the headlights that cut against each other, Lu Mingfei could only run two kilometers through the sea, rain and wind to get back to the downstairs of his uncle's house, and he had to be careful not to wet the floor that his aunt had just mopped with rain on his body; when his cousin could eat sweet and sour pork ribs and Kung Pao chicken and drink iced cola and watch TV, Lu Mingfei could only count the spicy cabbage and blackened ginger slices on the bowl to go with his meal.

He has suffered so much injustice and experienced so much hardship, but all the injustice and all the hardship could have been avoided.

He could have grown up safely, healthily and happily like any other child; he could have been as confident as Caesar and as outstanding as Chu Zihang. But if the intersection of world lines had not allowed him to obtain the memories of Lu Mingfei in another world, he would still be that poor kid who was inferior and cowardly because of the misfortunes of his youth.

"The school board is looking for you, but your mother and I trust you. When you appeared in front of our law enforcement team, the committee members of the safe haven decided to arrest you. We tried our best to stop this from happening." Lu Lincheng said.

"You are valued by the elders and Ange. The president of the student union and the president of the Lionheart Club are even willing to help you fight against the power of the secret party. I believe they have good vision. You are a hero who slays dragons and the hope of mankind. You should know a truth by nature when shouldering so many responsibilities."

"What's the reason?"

"All sacrifices are worth it for the continuation of civilization." Lu Lincheng lit a cigarette.

“But you can even raise guinea fowl in the safe haven, but you don’t have room to raise a child?” Lu Mingfei sneered.

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Lu Lincheng was stunned.

"Or am I just an accident? Everything I know about your and mom's bravery when I was born was a lie made up to get me to step onto the battlefield of slaying dragons." Lu Mingfei asked.

During the brief silence, the girl's voice rang in Lu Mingfei's ears:

"His demeanor is too stiff, he doesn't look like a real human being. In addition, according to my database, Lu Lincheng's Word Spirit is a natural evolution that can passively develop the brain, but this guy looks too slow."

As the Dragon King, it was still easy for Eva to hide from the Nibelungen's inspection even if she obtained the crown later.

Lu Mingfei nodded quietly.

But if you say that the Lu Lincheng in front of him is not himself, he can handle Lu Mingfei's questions so perfectly when they meet again.

"I--" Lu Lincheng's voice became louder. Fortunately, someone knocked on the door of the suite at this time.

Lu Mingfei's ears moved.

There was only one sound of footsteps.

Is it zero?

He and Lu Lincheng stood up at the same time.

After seeing Lu Mingfei's actions, the middle-aged man immediately sat back down and took a few seconds to clean up the mess on the table.

The person who appeared at the door was a tall girl. Although she had a Belarusian face and features, her features were as delicate as a Chinese. At first glance, she looked like a porcelain doll, with bright golden hair tied into a small bun on top of her head.

Her pupils were a deep blue, her skin was smoother than snow, and there was not a single part of her body that was not attractive.

Perhaps because she was a little surprised to see a strange face for the first time, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled brightly after a while.

"Hello, I'm Khorkina." She opened her arms and hugged Lu Mingfei, kissing him on the cheek.

But Lu Mingfei's mind exploded with a bang.

The name Khorkina...

Is he one of the children used as experimental specimens in Black Swan Harbor?