Chapter 219: Slay the Dragon? Who do you want to slay?

It was the first time that Lu Mingfei was treated as a rare animal by so many people.

The last time someone looked at me in a similar way was when I was in junior high school and ignorantly pursuing Liu Miaomiao. I was surrounded by a group of classmates who said, "Oh, a toad wants to eat swan meat."

After returning from studying under Seven, I went abroad every day and rarely had any contact with those unconventional groups of my age. Even after coming back, I basically couldn't hang out with the people in the academy.

They were also standing next to the basketball court. Others were classmates cheering, but he looked like a teacher observing the students' safety.

The mixed-bloods I met later were either awed or feared, but few were like this group of people.
Well, there is no sense of distance.

It is true that I am afraid, but compared with the pursuit of truth, this fear can be completely overcome.

That’s the Dragon King, a Dragon King who is willing to communicate directly with humans.

"Um, could you please give up your seat?"

As a Dragon King who also has a thirst for knowledge and dreams of becoming a scientific researcher to explore the universe, Lu Mingfei can certainly understand these people's feelings.

It is these shiny bald heads and pairs of bright golden eyes that are really dazzling under the incandescent light.

"Oh oh oh!"

When the boy opposite made his request, the professors present realized that it was not a good idea for them to block the door, and the group of bald heads dispersed.

The brightness of other areas in the train suddenly increased.

Is the baldness rate so high among those doing research?
Lu Mingfei tilted his head in confusion. It turned out that even dragon genes couldn’t save human baldness.

The process of getting on the bus was not smooth. It was not because Lu Mingfei's delegation was ignored, but because the professors got into a fight over who would sit next to the Dragon King.

The atmosphere was filled with murderous intent, as if they had entered an arena. Chen Motong and several other young people shrank their necks.

There was chaos in the carriage for a while, and finally calm was restored with the intervention of several accompanying nobles.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Nidhogg, Your Majesty Jörmungandr, everyone is a little too excited. After all, this is the first time in so many years that we have seen two living dragon kings."

As soon as I sat down, an old man with some white stubble on his scalp came up to me. He pushed his high-height glasses and tripped over his baggy pants when he came over.

He seemed to cherish the time of conversation with Lu Mingfei and his words were somewhat incoherent.

Pulling over a writing board that had been torn to pieces by the crowd, he touched his bruised face and asked.

"My name is Guderian, Professor of Dragon Genealogy at Kassel, coffee or black tea."

"Hey, hey, what do you mean by two? Show some respect. In ancient times, this would be considered disrespectful in front of the palace. You'll get beaten, gulp."

".Can boiling water be used?"

After blocking Xia Mi's mouth with a small cake, Lu Mingfei looked at the mess in the carriage. A group of professors who were unwilling to return did not forget to look at him with longing eyes, and some even threw him seductive glances. Their fat-filled buttocks twisted back and forth on the seats.

Just couldn't see it.

Lu Mingfei couldn't bear to look straight and withdrew his gaze. He felt that some of his sacred filters about scientific researchers were completely shattered. At the same time, he also witnessed what it meant to be crazy and insane.

This place doesn't seem like a train compartment that gathers the human elite, but more like a mental hospital that holds a group of mentally ill patients.

"Also, you can just call me Lu Mingfei. Of course, if you insist on giving me a Nordic name, I can accept that."

"okay."

Guderian showed Lu Mingfei an extremely fawning expression, responded, turned around and ran to fetch water.

"It seems that the professors in Cassel are not normal."

Xia Mi watched Guderian leave and said that she had good eyesight and saw the World Tree school emblem stuck on the baggy pants.

"A good teacher produces good students. To be able to produce a unique sixth-grade student like Finkel, he must be not that normal." On the other side, a bald man with a serious look came up.

"Today's professors don't think about overwhelming their opponents academically, but instead fight like savages."

He looked at the dented carriage and the damaged alchemical structure with some distress.

“This is all money.”

"Hello?"

Lu Mingfei waved tentatively.

Compared to Guderian, who seemed to be of the same lineage as Fingel, this bald man looked much more decent and serious, with his mustache meticulously combed and a single-sided thin gold wire frame.

Only the medical tape on his forehead ruined the solemnity. From the torn expensive suit on his shoulders, it was obvious that the professor had worked hard to get this position.

He straightened his back, adjusted his single-frame glasses, and looked like a serious person.

"I am Manstein, paying my respects to the two Majesties."

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Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi looked at each other in silence.

This is something that only eunuchs and concubines in the harem would say.

And why do the names of these two professors sound so martial? Is this the reason why they were able to fight their way through the crowd and come to my side? Is there another person named Rommel in this carriage?

Do I have any special aura?

Lu Mingfei looked up at the sky, wondering why everyone, regardless of gender or whether they were human or not, was thinking about the seat next to him.

Xia Mi was also a little embarrassed. As one of the inventors of these ancient etiquettes, she really couldn't stand the shabby greeting from the opposite side.

It was a pleasure to play role-playing with an ancient family with a complete heritage like Zhou Tian and his family. Meeting Guderian was like seeing a Kunlun slave greeting him in Chinese using Turkish etiquette.

“Is Kassel’s talent education a six-year program?”

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a while before asking.

This is what he cares about. If possible, he hopes that Cassell's talent training process can be compressed to about two years.

After all, these are extraordinary times. Escaping is important, and it is imperative to train some professional talents in a targeted manner.

The college is only responsible for the revision, and they need to worry about the textbooks.

"Oh, yeah. I heard it's very difficult to graduate from universities abroad."

Xia Mi also added with concern that at a time when people were needed, she also hoped that the school system could be revised.

"Ahem, Cassel has a standard four-year school system. If your GPA is high enough, you can apply to graduate early."

Guderian coughed twice, and realized that the two majesties did not like this, so he replied.

"Fingal is a unique case. Because he never accumulated enough GPA, he could only delay graduation and reduce his treatment on campus. He is a unique E-level student. The college is currently considering opening a separate student rating system for him."

He keenly felt that the two Dragon Kings seemed to know little about the education in the academy.

In order to give Your Majesties a more comprehensive understanding of Kassel, Guderian explained.

"Please believe me, people like Fingel who don't make progress are a minority after all. Our college has always been committed to cultivating students' professional ability education. Students who are admitted can apply for generous scholarships, which are enough to support their life in the school. The school covers a vast area and cooperates with various government departments. There are abundant practical opportunities. The professors have been deeply involved in various professional fields for many years. The education level is leading the world, and they have trained excellent dragon slayers!"

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The two Dragon Kings tilted their heads in confusion.

(End of this chapter)