dragon raja

True "S" Class

The control room of the Kassel Academy Library was dead silent. The signal between them and the Moniach was interrupted, and the screen was completely dark. About half an hour had passed, and the students were still sitting there, while the professors had already stood up and walked back and forth, rubbing their hands. This kind of waiting made people restless.

But Lu Mingfei was very interested, because a virtual girl named EVA on the screen was playing a tower defense game with him. The game looked simple, a large number of dragons hatched from the nest at one end of the screen, they had to cross a wilderness and climb the white moon at the other end of the screen, Lu Mingfei could set up various weapons in the wilderness to stop them, some were triple-mounted rapid-fire cannons, some were freezing cannons, there were also ground-to-ground laser weapons hanging high in the air, and target-tracking missiles, but the most effective was a kind of sword-wielding warrior named "Alchemy Dragon Slayer", they had only one attack distance, were very expensive, and had a low attack frequency, but they could kill any target passing by with one sword.

Lu Mingfei's seat was in the last row, and no one could see his screen. He could complete the operation by moving his fingers slightly on the touch screen, which was very concealed. Logically speaking, for such a big thing, he should remain a little quiet and solemn, but he was not familiar with the Moniach and the elites of the Rundstedt family. He never had any sense of responsibility. In high school, every time the teacher talked about class honor, he would keep his mind clear and nod continuously. Sense of honor and sense of responsibility are of course the most important things, but only for heroes. The puppies in StarCraft never need a sense of honor and sense of responsibility.

So he did not resist the temptation of EVA. After she kept pacing, jumping, scratching her head, and sitting on the ground drawing circles out of boredom, she popped up a dialog box saying "Let's play a game". Lu Mingfei felt that as a man, he could not refuse!

"The so-called brave life is to not use cannons, but to use alchemical dragon slayers. Don't men rely on swords to decide victory or defeat? Do you dare? Do you dare?"

"Alive, alive, alive, another one has passed. You only have three chances left. It looks like you are doomed to die!"

EVA kept making these messy comments beside his screen. Lu Mingfei couldn't understand why a computer with such a beautiful girl's appearance had the soul of a complaining uncle in its components. Lu Mingfei guessed that EVA was trying to interfere with him, but this was too naive. Lu Mingfei was a genuine Chinese student who had played all-night games in Internet cafes and stared at the dazzling smoke of Internet cafes to play StarCraft all night. Maybe interference was not a problem.

"What are you doing? How dare you? You are dismantling all the turrets and only releasing the Alchemical Dragon Slayer that was hit by the rocket launcher. Did you know that? This thing is expensive and can only attack at close range!" EVA was a little bit unconvinced by Lu Mingfei's tactics, "Do you really want to die? Are you colluding with the dragon clan?"

Lu Mingfei was indeed doing so. He had withstood more than 90 waves of dragon attacks. Now, the dragons that appeared were all thick-skinned prince-level dragons. He had replaced all the turrets with "Alchemy Dragon Slayers". There were no missiles or laser cannons. The screen was full of Alchemy Dragon Slayers carrying rocket launchers and flying with flashing swords. Their swords were far from being able to deal with these prince-level dragons, but their super strong attack power was still effective. A red dragon in the 99th wave struggled to fly to the edge of the white moon while his companions attracted the artillery fire. The Alchemy Dragon Slayers in the wilderness could no longer attack him. Lu Mingfei only had one last chance. If this dragon flew over, he would lose.

At this time, Lu Mingfei did something that EVA obviously did not expect. He sold the two alchemical dragon slayers stationed in the wilderness, used the money to exchange for a new one, and placed it next to the white moon. He flew up with a rocket pack on his back, and the knife flashed across the entire screen. This was a big kill, doubling the damage. The red dragon trembled, and fell to the ground dragging its wings.

"Oh my God!" EVA said in the dialog box.

If it weren't for the heavy look in the control room, Lu Mingfei would have cheered triumphantly. But he couldn't. He could only stick out his tongue at the EVA on the screen. This was a clever tactic in the eyes of Americans, but it was a piece of cake for the Chinese. When the game "StarCraft" was first released, players all over the world were still studying how to upgrade and build the ultimate weapon, the Yamato, while Chinese players were arguing about "should we start with a dog or build a peasant first and then a dog?" When China and the United States were fighting, the Americans were honestly building two laser cannons at their doorsteps and occupying two mines to prepare for economic development, while teams of garbage soldiers happily dismantled all the American defenses.

If you are not paranoid, you will die. This is what Lu Mingfei learned in the game, but he never applied this great conclusion in his own life.

"Don't make such a funny face!" EVA protested, "Okay, this is the last wave. There is only one dragon in this wave. Can you stop it?"

Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands to dry them. He guessed that the last level would be difficult, but he had already thought of a strategy. When the last dragon was close to the end, it would be greeted by a dense rain of sword lights. Lu Mingfei was very proud of this tactic, so he had to act quickly.

At this moment, the screen suddenly went black, with only faint dark patterns passing by.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, but then he saw the EVA dialog box pop up, "Hurry up, you don't have much time left."

"What do you mean there's not much left? Is your computer frozen, girl?" Lu Mingfei typed.

"No, the game is still going on. Do you want me to zoom out a little bit for you to see?"

"Lens? What lens?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

At this time, he saw the things on the screen clearly, and it made him shudder slightly. He saw the last wave, and there was indeed only one dragon, a black dragon, and its name was marked in an elegant handwriting in a corner, "NIDHOGG", Lu Mingfei felt that this word was very familiar. EVA did "zoom out", which was assuming that they were looking down at a real battlefield, where there were densely packed alchemy dragon slayers waiting for battle. From their perspective, the sky would be completely gloomy, because the black dragon that was so big that it could cover everything was slowly gliding by with its wings spread. The dark pattern that Lu Mingfei saw was the scales on the dragon's body, which was countless times larger than the display area on the screen and covered everything.

"It's so big!" Lu Mingfei shouted accidentally.

The silence in the control room was suddenly broken, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei realized that he had made trouble and was thinking about how to put the blame for playing games on the virtual girl EVA who had an uncle's soul. Then he saw EVA lightly jump and stand on the back of the black dragon, revealing a very faint and distant smile.

"The name of the Black Dragon King Nidhogg means 'despair'. No one can pass this level, including you." EVA bowed on the dragon's back, "Let's play together, Lu Mingfei."

The screen flashed, "Game Over", and Lu Mingfei saw that all the alchemists in the wilderness collapsed like plaster. Then the screen switched back to the normal operation interface, which was monotonous and boring, with all English abbreviations. Lu Mingfei couldn't understand it at all. Where was the user interface that was like the PS2 interface just now? Where was the girl who introduced the new book? They were all gone, and there was only an email reminder on the ground, "Ricardo M? Lu, there is an unread email for you"

"Big one?" Professor von Schneider frowned. "What do you mean big one?"

Lu Mingfei couldn’t help but worry that his secret would be discovered, and he stood up abruptly. “In our hometown, ‘Dazhi’ means quiet… I mean, it’s so quiet! It makes me uneasy!”

Professor von Schneider was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly. What Lu Mingfei said was what everyone in their hearts was thinking. It was indeed too quiet, with a dark screen and a silent loudspeaker, just like...death. He had a vague, ominous premonition, but he couldn't tell anyone, as if the words would become true as soon as they were spoken.

"Is Mans Rundstedt... okay?" he asked in his heart.

The screen suddenly lit up, and a serene old man's face appeared, with neatly combed silver-white hair. Time had left deep marks on his face, turning his skin into cracked old trees or graceful rocks, but the lines were still hard, and light danced in his silver-gray eyes. His withered hands were crossed, his elbows resting on the armrests, and a straight black suit wrapped around his still tall body, with a bright red rose in his chest pocket.

For a moment, Lu Mingfei couldn’t tell the old man’s age. Judging from his skin and face, he was already very old, but his sitting posture and the strength of his torso still revealed a sense of fierceness.

"So handsome!" Lu Mingfei sighed in his heart, "What a great old man!"

There was a small commotion in the control room. The students were whispering to each other, but the professors had serious expressions on their faces.

"Principal Ange." Professor von Schneider raised his hand to greet him.

"I am on a helicopter flying to the Moniah, which has safely splashed down in the secondary ship lock of the Three Gorges Reservoir. Thank you all for your efforts, and I declare you dismissed," said the principal with a smile.

After a moment of silence, the control room was boiling with excitement. Everyone raised their arms and cheered. The professors hugged each other excitedly, and the students clapped their hands in the air. Caesar and Chu Zihang were obviously very happy, but it was not convenient to show their cold and hard faces. But it was obvious that the students were divided into two groups, one around Caesar and the other around Chu Zihang. Only a few freshmen stood with Qilan. Lu Mingfei was far away from everyone and felt that he should also go up to cheer and hug, but he didn't know which group to join. He was a little confused for a while. At this time, he saw Nuonuo. Nuonuo didn't stand with anyone at the same time. She leaned against the wall alone and chewed gum. No one knew what she was thinking.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little happy, thinking that Nuonuo was the only one in the world who was in the same group with him.

"Hey, Mingfei! I told you, you're the best!" Qilan suddenly realized something, strode over, shook hands with Lu Mingfei vigorously, and hugged her vigorously. Those freshmen seemed to be Qilan's lackeys. After a moment of hesitation, they all came up and hugged Lu Mingfei vigorously. In an instant, Lu Mingfei was surrounded. These people blocked Lu Mingfei's view of Nuonuo. When Lu Mingfei felt the admiration of everyone for the first time, Nuonuo glanced at him from a distance through the gap in the crowd and turned her head away. A bubble was blown up by her, getting bigger and bigger, and finally exploded.

"Dismiss!" said Professor von Schneider.

As the students evacuated in groups, they all waved to the principal on the screen. Apparently, the principal was an idol in this college. The principal just smiled and did not respond.

When Lu Mingfei walked to the door, he heard a voice from behind, "Thank you, Lu Mingfei"

Lu Mingfei turned around in surprise and looked at the principal on the screen, who waved his hand at him. "I want to tell you in advance that you have passed the 3E exam with the highest score in ten years. You have retained your 'S' grade. I always have high hopes for you. I will award you the Principal Scholarship."

The screen went black, the principal cut off the communication, and the control room fell silent again. The professors and students exchanged surprised looks with each other. After several decades, a "real "S" grade" appeared in Kassel College. This seemingly inconspicuous Chinese student not only used his score, but also his extraordinary ability to explain his grade. However, it seemed that something was always wrong, giving people an inexplicable strange feeling. Lu Mingfei was sweating a little under the gaze of everyone. He thought that he was probably not suitable to become a great man and become a kettle on a solar stove. All of this seemed to be a coincidence. God knows how these coincidences came together. He was like a thief who happened to steal a rare treasure, but he was not very happy in his heart.

"You're great to have gotten the highest score even after sleeping for half the game!" Nuonuo passed by him, patted his shoulder, and went out directly.

When Lu Mingfei was standing there in a daze, an excited Professor Guderian came up to him and shook his hand vigorously. "President's Scholarship! This is the greatest honor of the college! Mingfei, I also have confidence in you!"

Lu Mingfei was shaken by him like a puppet without strings, and the feeling of Nuonuo patting him on the shoulder was slowly fading away. Damn it! Isn't this the most glorious moment for me? Why can't I be happy at all? Did the "S"-level student offend Nuonuo? Why did she have a look of disgust on her face when they passed by?

He was surrounded by excited freshmen and walked out of the library. Nono had already gone somewhere. Her boyfriend Caesar, who should have been running around worriedly, didn't seem to be in a hurry either. He was asking his followers in the student union if they wanted to stay up late and have a beer together. The night at Kassel College was particularly quiet in late autumn. The guide lights that were as high as the knees illuminated the cobblestone path, which was surrounded by Gothic-style buildings. The Bermuda lawn in the middle, the principal's favorite, had been repaired, and every blade of grass was swaying in the wind.

Lu Mingfei shook hands with the freshmen one by one, and was considering whether he should use his student ID card with a high balance to treat these freshmen who supported him to a drink at such an exciting moment - although he felt depressed. Qi Lan kept lobbying him to join the freshman fraternity and sincerely expressed her willingness to give him the position of president.

Being a boss, you have to behave like a boss, right? Lu Mingfei thought.