Chapter 178 Angers: I brought peace to a generation

"You mean by all this that you want me not to point the finger at them?"

"of course."

During the conversation, Ange was more focused on leaving Lu Mingfei with the impression of the factions he favored. As for those that were of no help in his opinion or were bound to be purged, he did not even mention them.

"No matter which faction they belong to, everyone was originally working for the secret party's goal of preserving human civilization. It's just that everyone has different ideas."

Then in the process of achieving this goal, they will reap benefits for their own faction.

Lu Mingfei nodded in silence. As long as the major premise was ensured, conflicts of interest were human nature. Even if he killed the entire top leadership of the secret party, the people who replaced them might not be able to do better than them.

He didn't reply, frowned, and looked sideways out the window.

At some point, several fighter jets had arrived beside the private Airbus, apparently to provide escort.

Or maybe they are afraid of his existence and dare not attack?

Lu Mingfei waved to the pilot outside the window and withdrew his gaze.

He is not afraid of power struggles. As long as he lands on the ground, he has the ability to overturn the table anytime and anywhere.

"Do you need me to beat down these guys who are in the way?"

Xia Mi poked her head out from the back seat, with clouds of smoke rising from the high temperature between her jet-black hair.

"That's not necessary."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and refused.

"What consensus have you reached with Principal Ange?"

"Some very boring factional interests are much more brain-burning than simple research."

Lu Mingfei put down the information and did not explain what the Pure Faction was. Xia Mi didn’t care anyway.

"Ah, that's really boring. Let me count them."

Xia Mi bent her slender fingers and counted slowly.

"Localist, academic, pure, doomsday, and upgrade. It's a pity that there are only so many mixed-bloods. They come up with so many tricks. It's really interesting."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help laughing at the sarcastic words, which reminded him of a review of a science fiction novel he had read some time ago.

The sci-fi aspect of The Wandering Earth is not about building a planetary engine that can propel the earth to move, but about getting all human beings on earth to unite to do this.

Indeed, when facing a crisis, the earth actually has only one voice. This is the most sci-fi part.

The current quality of human beings is far from being able to give up personal interests for the sake of collective interests.

Ange sat opposite, looking at the sarcastic Xia Mi and the indifferent Lu Mingfei, his eyes lost in memories of the past, and then he couldn't help but smile.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that he still lacked understanding of dragons. At least when facing the Dragon King, the hybrids seemed to have never thought about what these powerful beings wanted to do.

The plane began to descend, and the bustling city gradually became visible outside the window. Even at 4 a.m., lights could be seen shining in the night.

"Welcome to the most prosperous country of mankind."

This is the most prosperous continent on Earth. Although it does not have the largest population, it has the most developed science and technology. The metropolises on the east and west coasts have built a very excellent academic environment, attracting countless researchers and bringing together elites from all over the world.

"But at the same time, this is also the center of the vortex. The struggle between the powerful and the wealthy has never faded, and every decision is part of speculation and profiteering."

Lu Mingfei looked out the window and saw a row of black luxury cars parked by the runway. The rich and powerful, who were dressed very elegantly, gathered together. A burly man in a suit and sunglasses was on guard all around. In the distance, there were also many neatly arranged army armored vehicles. If you didn't know, you would think they were welcoming a national leader. "You guys, you've treated me so badly."

When Lu Mingfei thought about how his past life was manipulated and a scripted one, he couldn't get any good feelings towards these people.

This was also the reason why he didn’t like Lu Mingze very much at the beginning.

Of course, perhaps it is precisely because these people have their own thoughts that I have the opportunity to grow up, rather than finding myself still lying in the laboratory when I regain consciousness one day.

"Haha, maybe many people are regretting now. Their greed has fed themselves a monster that is difficult to control."

Ange was not afraid either. He raised the red wine glass and drank the red liquid in it.

With Lu Mingfei's ability, it would be easy for him to settle the score later.

Now that the other party is willing to tell him this, it is obvious that he no longer cares much.

At least that's the case when it comes to him personally.

"It's too harsh to call me a monster. I am Ultraman who represents justice. They are the monsters that need to be conquered."

There were waves of vibrations coming from the fuselage, and there were slight collision sounds from the dinner plates and the tabletop. Lu Mingfei glanced out the window.

"Do you know why I choose to reconcile with you?"

"Oh why?"

"First, you are one of the few who dares to contact me openly. At least you don't have a bunch of agents. Second, I no longer need other people's interests to provide me with protection. I have the ability to liquidate them. This choice is in my hands."

After saying this, Lu Mingfei put the documents away. Angé looked at his back, shook his head, picked up his coat and followed him.

The gangway was lowered, the hatch opened, and the cool breeze from the Atlantic Ocean blew in our faces.

Lu Mingfei led everyone and Angé down the stairs, and saw several people coming to the front of the stairs.

They were all elderly people, with family patterns outlined on the luxurious and smooth silk, and their faces were full of grooves as if carved out by a chisel. Apart from a pair of golden eyes that were as hazy as flickering candlelight but refused to go out even in the face of Lu Mingfei's pressure, the rest was only a gloomy atmosphere.

It formed a sharp contrast with the energetic group of people who got off the plane.

The two sides looked at each other in silence, and no one thought of speaking.

These old men have been fighting dragons all their lives, and now that they have the courage to come here at Angers’ invitation, they are more or less prepared to never go back.

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything. He moved away and left the space for the conversation to Ange.

"It seems your blood has not yet run cold."

His silver hair was neatly trimmed, his black suit, vest, and tie were not wrinkled at all, and his grey eyes were intimidating without even a hint of anger.

Angers, like an English aristocrat, held his cane and looked at these old friends, immediately revealing a friendly smile.

"Angers, is that you?"

Han Gao, with his hunched back, looked at his tall, young friend in front of him with a strange look in his eyes.

"Now that you've become younger, are you eager to bring your master to show off to your old friends?"

"No, I brought about the redemption of a generation."

Ange still smiled, as if he didn't understand the sarcasm.

(End of this chapter)