Chapter 86 Presbyterian Church Lu Mingfei found a seat and sat down. There was a name tag with his name on the table. There were three people in the classroom that caught his attention. One was a petite, fair-skinned, beautiful girl sitting in front of him. Her long hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, revealing a cool beauty. She lowered her head slightly, revealing her profile, like an exquisitely carved statue. Her cold expression made her look like an iceberg, exuding an aura that kept strangers away. For some reason, Lu Mingfei always had a familiar feeling when looking at the girl's back, but he couldn't remember when he had seen such a beautiful girl. If he had seen her, she would definitely leave a deep impression on him. The other was a beautiful girl sitting against the wall on his right. For some reason, this girl also gave Lu Mingfei a familiar feeling. The girl's black hair was as shiny as ink, and her vaguely revealed face looked mysterious. Her long black hair covered her eyes, but Lu Mingfei could feel that the girl's eyes were glancing at him from time to time, as if she was peeping at something secret through the dark curtain. The last one was the Indian youth sitting next to him. The young man did not look at Lu Mingfei strangely like the others, but looked at him with fanaticism and admiration. It was like looking at a long-lost hero. That look made Lu Mingfei feel a little uncomfortable. He moved his body involuntarily, trying to get away from this scorching gaze. The Indian youth wanted to say something to Lu Mingfei, but just as he opened his mouth, Manstein spoke. "Start preparing for the exam now! Don't cheat during the exam!" Manstein obviously intended to interrupt the Indian youth. Then he began to distribute the test papers. When he walked to Lu Mingfei, he glared at him fiercely. Then he put down a piece of white paper and walked towards another student.
When he got the blank paper, Lu Mingfei thought that the old man was deliberately making things difficult for him, but when he saw that other people also had blank paper, he gave up the idea. "Don't doubt it, this is the test paper," Manstein said in a flat tone, but with unquestionable majesty. "You can whisper to each other during the exam, but you cannot copy other people's answers. I'll be outside. If you have any questions, you can ask them directly." After saying that, he opened the door and walked out. As soon as Manstein left, the Indian youth next to him came over impatiently. "Hello, my name is Qilan, the president of the freshman association." His face was filled with irrepressible excitement and fanatical admiration. "Oh." Lu Mingfei just responded calmly. He looked at the white paper in front of him and didn't know how to start writing. He was already thinking about how he would escape if someone really wanted to brainwash him after he failed the exam. "My words are prophetic, and I see you in the future." Qi Lan ignored Lu Mingfei's cold attitude and continued to speak excitedly. "Prophet? So you can foresee the future?" After hearing Qilan's words, Lu Mingfei shifted his attention from the white paper to Qilan, looking up and down at this young Indian man. "Yes, even though I could only see a few scenes, I saw that you will become the savior in the future." Qi Lan's tone became more excited. "Savior? What? Did you see me chopping down the Dragon King? What does the Dragon King look like?" Lu Mingfei began to become interested in the guy named Lanqi in front of him. He was really curious about what a dragon looked like. "No, your future you will..." But before Qi Lan could finish his words, tears rolled down his cheeks and his eyes began to become dull. Qi Lan did not continue what he had just said, but picked up a pen beside him and began to scribble on the white paper, as if to vent the unspeakable emotions in his heart. While Lu Mingfei and Qi Lan were talking, Michaelson Jackson's "Beat it" sounded in the classroom. "Clairvoyance..." Lu Mingfei remembered what Finkel had told him last night, that the school would mix dragon words into the songs, and the resonance of the dragon words would produce a clairvoyance effect on the hybrids, allowing them to see some strange things, and when they resonated with the Dragon King, they would know the answers to the 3E test. Lu Mingfei recalled that Kaczynski once said that every hybrid would have clairvoyance when awakening, but Lu Mingfei could not remember when he had seen any strange scenes. The atmosphere in the classroom became weird. The students' eyes were dazed, they were crying and laughing like demons dancing wildly, and they were writing and drawing on white papers, as if they were immersed in their own world. Only Lu Mingfei and the two girls he felt familiar with remained calm. They sat quietly in their seats, as if they were also isolated from the effect of the clairvoyance. At this moment, Lu Mingfei caught a glimpse of a strange little boy in the classroom. The boy was wearing a well-tailored black suit and was sitting leisurely on an empty desk in the front row. His eyes were light gold with a strange glow. When he looked at Lu Mingfei, his eyes were full of childish innocence, yet with a depth that was not in line with his age. The surroundings seemed to be frozen, no one noticed the little boy's existence, not even Manstein who was standing outside the classroom observing. "It's you..." Lu Mingfei recognized the little boy in the suit. When he confessed his love to Chen Wenwen in the cinema, this mysterious little boy prepared clothes and flowers for him. When he woke up in the hospital, the high-end suit and watch had disappeared. He was in a hurry to go to France and Prussia and had long forgotten about the boy. He didn't expect to see him here, and in such a way. It looked very unusual. "Long time no see, brother." The boy gave him an innocent smile, his voice soft, like a greeting from the distant past. "Who are you and what is your purpose?" Lu Mingfei is no longer the naive boy he used to be. He looks at the mysterious boy warily.
"Brother, you have really changed a lot." The boy looked at Lu Mingfei with emotion as he looked wary. "Who are you?" Lu Mingfei frowned, he was already losing his patience. "I am your younger brother, Lu Mingze." The boy said softly. "Lu Mingze?" Lu Mingfei didn't think that the cute and well-behaved boy in front of him could be his cousin who was 160cm tall and weighed 160kg. Seeing Lu Mingfei's obviously disbelieving look, the boy smiled and raised his hand and waved it gently. Lu Mingfei found himself on the rooftop of his uncle and aunt's house. The light of the setting sun poured down from the sky, and the golden afterglow cast mottled light and shadows on the old walls. The familiar ivy clung to the wall, and the air conditioner outdoor unit hummed, spewing out heat waves. Lu Mingfei had sat on this rooftop countless times, watching the sun set. This was the place where he could escape from everything, whether it was the nagging of his uncle and aunt or the trivial matters at school, he could forget them here and just sit there quietly. The boy sat in the position that Lu Mingfei often sat in, then patted the person next to him to motion for him to sit over there. Lu Mingfei didn't know whether everything around him was real or an illusion. If it was real, then such a method would be incredible. If it was an illusion, he had no ability to escape from it. After hesitating for a moment, Lu Mingfei walked over to the boy and sat down. He looked at the sunset in the sky as usual. Like before, he seemed to have turned back into that bad boy at this moment, no longer the soldier named William Hans. He let down all his guard, and his heart gradually calmed down. "Brother, the world is about to be destroyed." The boy looked at the sunset, and the smile in his eyes was gone, replaced by endless sadness. "It's nothing, isn't it just the resurrection of the Dragon King? Just wait until I kill them all." For some reason, Lu Mingfei felt sad when he saw the boy's sad expression, and he wanted to comfort the boy. The Destruction of the World Lu Mingfei heard from Angers that the four great monarchs of the dragon clan would be resurrected one after another. If they were not eliminated in time, they would destroy the entire world in 2012 as predicted by the Mayans. "Brother, the dragons won't destroy the world, they just want to take back the ruling power." Lu Mingze's voice was soft and calm, "And do you really want to slay the dragon? You don't even know what a dragon is, you just want to find something to do." After hearing what the boy said, Lu Mingfei fell silent, because the boy was right, he had no grudge against Long Wu and he didn't even know who they were. As for why he wanted to kill them, it was just that he wanted to find something to do. He didn't want to go to war at first, but later he stayed on the battlefield to protect his comrades. At that time, he had a belief that was to protect his comrades. But now that belief has been lost. The comrades he wanted to protect have been buried in the long river of time. The only one still alive is Krop, but judging from Krop's appearance, he is unlikely to live until 2012. He was always skeptical about what Ange said. As for why he still agreed to Ange, it was just because he wanted to prevent himself from becoming a walking corpse. "That's the one that's really going to destroy the world." The boy pointed at the sun that was about to set in the sky. "It's about to explode, and then we're all going to die." The boy's expression was serious, and he didn't seem to be joking. "The sun?" Lu Mingfei muttered to himself as he looked at the orange-red fireball in the distance. If it was the sun, the world might really be destroyed. He didn't think he could deal with the sun. "Brother, is there anyone you want to see before you die?" the boy said softly. Is there anyone you want to see? Lu Mingfei began to search his memory to see who he wanted to see. Hill? Hill died decades ago. Mom and Dad? He even forgot what they looked like. Uncle and aunt? If this wasn't an illusion, then uncle and aunt were downstairs, but he didn't want to see them. Finally, Lu Mingfei found that he really couldn't find anyone he wanted to see. "No one? Brother, you are really sad." The boy laughed softly, but the laughter was so sad. "Who are you?" Lu Mingfei asked again, his inner confusion gradually turning into anxiety. "I told you, I'm your younger brother Lu Mingze. By the way, since you can't find your target, I'll give you some information so you can do something. The Elders' Council has not been destroyed. Although it's a little smaller in scale, it still controls the world from behind." The boy seemed to have gotten rid of his previous sadness and a smile appeared on his face again, but for some reason Lu Mingfei saw a hint of cunning in that cute smile. "Presbyterian Church!" Lu Mingfei's eyes immediately became sharp when he heard the name. He remembered the letter Hill left for him and the strange space. "So you have clues about the Elder Council?" Lu Mingfei asked the boy with a sharp look, and he turned into that warrior again. "No, but I have released the news about you. I believe they will come to find you soon. Finally, I wish you good luck..." the boy said with a smile.
Lu Mingfei wanted to ask something else, but the scene around him suddenly collapsed. He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself still sitting in the classroom. The seats around him were empty. Everyone had left, and he was the only one sitting at the table. "Is it an illusion?" Lu Mingfei shook his head, thinking about what the boy had just said. If all this was an illusion, then how credible would the boy's words be? "Presbyterian Church." Lu Mingfei silently repeated the name in his mind. He was at a loss as to how to find the members of the Presbyterian Church. Now he could only believe what the boy said, that the members of the Presbyterian Church would come to find him, and then he could follow the clues and wipe out the entire Presbyterian Church. Lu Mingfei walked out of the classroom with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He didn't know whether he had filled in anything on the paper just now. As for whether he would drop out of school, he no longer cared. He had found a new goal. Just as he stepped out of the classroom, a familiar voice called him. Lu Mingfei turned around and found that it was Angers standing not far away. "I've been standing here waiting for you for two hours. I didn't expect you to sleep for so long." Angé said with a smile, with a hint of teasing in his tone. "What do you want from me?" Lu Mingfei asked. He knew that Angers would not be so idle as to come and chat with him. "Don't you want to see a dragon? We will send people to China to carry out a plan called Kuimen. The goal is to find the lair of the King of Bronze and Fire. It is very likely that we will encounter a dragon during this operation. At that time, you will know how powerful the dragon clan is." Ange knew that his previous words were still too shallow, so he planned to let Lu Mingfei go and see the truth of this world for himself. "Aren't you afraid that I will die there?" Lu Mingfei asked back. "You are the one that guy has high hopes for, so it won't be easy for you to die. Besides, I also believe in your strength." Angé continued with a smile. "Who is that guy?" Lu Mingfei asked Ange with a sharp gaze. I'll tell you when you come back. You must know this person, and you might be surprised." There was a hint of mystery in Ange's smile. "It seems that my appearance has always been part of your plan. I hope that after I return from China, you can tell me something I want to know. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that there are still a few people in Kassel Academy who can survive." There was a hint of threat in Lu Mingfei's tone. He felt as if the world had turned into a huge chessboard, and he had become a chess piece on it. The world was more complicated than he had imagined. But if he is pushed into a corner, he will do everything he can to overturn the chessboard. Now he is wary of what everyone says. He would rather see the truth of the so-called world for himself than what others say, so he agreed to join the so-called Kuimen Plan. ………… In a void, a majestic but dilapidated palace stands alone. Inside the hall, a blurry black shadow pushed open the tightly closed door and walked into a room lit by a dim fire. "Moreno, those old guys have issued an order." The black shadow placed a yellowed document on the table. "Hohenlohe, we are old guys ourselves." An old voice was hoarse and low, and a dry hand stretched out from the shadows, slowly opened the document and read it carefully. "Moreno, are we just going to lie dormant like this now and listen to those old guys continue to give orders?" Hornlohe's voice was still as cold as it had been decades ago. "We can't help it. We missed the best opportunity. The Prussian army and the half-bloods launched a siege against the Elders. Ange led the secret party to join in, and I was the insider to assist. The Elders were also badly damaged at the time. That was our best chance, but who would have thought that Odin's Valhalla would actually help the Elders." Moreno's old voice was full of helplessness. "It's good enough that we can maintain this situation now and my identity as an insider has not been exposed. We can only rely on the people trained by Angers. The Elders' Council only has three school directors in Kassel, which is not enough to completely determine the decision of Kassel College." "Isn't Odin's Valhalla a mortal enemy of the Elder Council? Why did it help the Elder Council in the first place?" Hornlohe's tone was filled with anger, and he had lost his usual calmness. He couldn't suppress his inner anger when he thought of this incident. "Who knows about the Dragon King?" Moreno said as he took out the document and began to look through it. "What's the order from above? Are we asked to clean up the dangerous hybrids or spread the potion again?" Hornlohe asked when he saw Moreno suddenly stunned. "They want us to clean up an S-level freshman named Lu Mingfei from Kassel College. Intelligence says he might be related to William Hans." Moreno said softly. He stared at a photo in the file. It was a photo of Lu Mingfei wiping a German giant sword in the dormitory.
He would never forget that giant sword and the flames lingering on the sword. He couldn't help but touch his chest, where there was a horrific scar that not even time could erase. "William Hans? Hasn't he been dead for almost a hundred years?" Hornlohe was also stunned when he heard the name. "I don't know..." Moreno murmured. "Then what should we do now? If he is really that William Hans, we are no match for him. That gentleman is still lying in bed?" Hornlohe continued to ask. Moreno nodded slowly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "If he is really William Hans, this may be an opportunity for us, but we must proceed with caution. Let's test him first to see if it is the same person." "Kuimen Project, Norton's Bronze City?" Moreno's eyes were fixed on a certain part of the document and he read softly. Hornlohe nodded slightly after hearing this: "Norton should not have fully awakened at this time. We can arrange a few people to bring a drop of dragon blood to Norton's dragon servant and let them test Lu Mingfei's strength. "Moreno thought for a moment, and said with a complicated expression: "Well, if Lu Mingfei is really the successor of William Hans, then his appearance will completely break the existing balance. Maybe we can use him to pry the whole situation." There was a hint of fanaticism in Hornlohe's cold eyes: "No matter what, we have to confirm his identity in person. This kid named Lu Mingfei may be our last bet." Moreno stared at the empty world outside the window, his thoughts drifting far away. The unfinished war, the secrets of the old times, and the truth that they had carefully concealed were gradually surfacing, and the existence of Lu Mingfei, like a variable, was shaking the foundation that they thought was solid. The two looked at each other and exchanged silent understandings. They knew that this game would decide everything. The firelight in the void still flickered, illuminating the faces of Moreno and Hornlohe, who were trapped in the shadows. They were two faces eroded by time and full of secrets. Silent decisions are brewing in this lonely place, and the future storm has begun to accumulate, waiting for the upcoming showdown. (End of this chapter)