Chapter 87 Greatness has nothing to do with strength (Part )
On the private plane, Lu Mingfei hugged his chest and closed his eyes to rest, while Xia Mi was emptying the refrigerator and snack cabinet of the private plane, stuffing all the food into the capsules.

It’s so cool, is this the feeling of being recruited? A special plane escort, bodyguards, and endless food!

Xia Mi Le felt like she was in heaven. She had never experienced such a wonderful life even when she was the Whip of God.

If she hadn't been afraid of her identity being exposed, she would have gone to the authorities for help long ago.

"Xia Mi, how about we restrain ourselves a little?"

Seeing that Xia Mi was about to move away with the bar, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but remind her.

You are spending taxpayers' money.

"Oh~"

Xia Mi, who still wanted to enjoy the smart massage chair, returned to her seat obediently after hearing this, and then handed Lu Mingfei a bag of potato chips.

"Dad, do you want to eat?"

This made the accompanying soldiers smile knowingly, and they thought that this mixed-race girl was very cute and not much different from their daughters.

At the same time, he also realized that the lives of these wild dragons might not be very good, and they might be more worth pursuing than hybrids.

"I will not eat."

Lu Mingfei just felt that Xia Mi really didn’t have any Dragon King baggage at all and could do anything without any hesitation.

But if you think about it carefully, Xia Mi is quite human like this, compared to running around and chattering all the time now. If she really becomes a taciturn person, Lu Mingfei will not be able to stand it.

Comforting himself, Lu Mingfei also tried to accept Xia Mi's name. After all, it was just a name, not a bad name, and he couldn't have the heart to correct it.

Scream if you want.

Lu Mingfei also seemed to be giving up a bit.

"Dad, are you just going to let them go like this?"

Leaning on the soft big chair, Xia Mi swung her legs. She was not used to the silent atmosphere, so she found a topic to talk about.

"What if we kill them all?"

"Isn't it true? Since you know the secrets of these mixed-blood forces and are not satisfied with their actions, why don't you try to eliminate them?"

"Because I'm not strong enough, and the world hasn't reached a true existential crisis yet. And if they really want to beat me to death, what's the difference between me and them?"

Lu Mingfei doesn't like a saying very much, which is that the reason why killing cannot solve the problem is that not enough people have been killed.

How many people do we have to kill to be enough?

Killing may be a necessary means to achieve certain goals, but indiscriminate killing is certainly not.

"What if by then, they still haven't reached a level that satisfies you?"

“It’s not about whether I am satisfied, but whether everyone is satisfied.”

It’s just that my judgment of beauty happens to meet the people’s demand for beauty.

Lu Mingfei also hopes that the mixed-race society can make changes. He hopes that mixed-race people can live up to society's expectations for a better future.

Rather than a natural born emperor, a king standing on a high place, a title that people can only look up to.

In a world where classes are divided by bloodline, those in high positions cannot be restrained. In a world where classes are not divided by bloodline, everyone can get along well and there is no distinction between high and low in personality.

Good choice, isn't it?
Not everyone is born strong.

"I'm quite satisfied with my current life." Xia Mi doesn't have high demands for a good life.

Being able to eat and drink freely and live a stable life with her brother is her most beautiful fantasy of her life.

The former has now been achieved, and the latter can be said to be the thickest thigh of the dad who is shrouded in high-quality values.

So, there was only one thing she needed to do now.

Before the end of the world, you must max out your father's favorability.

Never before in her life had she believed in the power of family love as much as she did now!
"Mr. Lu, we have arrived at Binhai City."

At this moment, Lao Zhao's voice came to my ears. The plane had landed on the ground and a soldier pushed open the cabin door.

"Thank you."

"No, we should thank you for accepting your escort mission."

Lao Zhao saluted and said that their team would be responsible for maintaining this special plane from today on.

Lu Mingfei is very proactive and upright, and is willing to take the initiative to help solve problems. He can't let others waste time on the road, right?

A dedicated plane is a must, as it allows both parties to work more efficiently.

“And if it weren’t for you, Mr. Lu, we don’t know how many more people would have died last time. With someone as powerful as you, I believe we will be able to get through this difficult time.”

The so-called doomsday is no secret to a state machine with sufficient history. It's just that no one knows what kind of disaster the doomsday will be, and they also have doubts about the authenticity of the doomsday. After all, compared to dragons, hybrids do not really believe in the so-called prophecies.

Of course, the possibility of it actually happening cannot be ruled out, so before that, the major powers are doing their best to maintain their internal stability and accumulate strength.

Faced with Lao Zhao's deep gratitude, Lu Mingfei understood why Leo's reputation was so high.

Every time Leo takes action, he can save many lives. In addition, with his innate holy body that can recover from the war, how can others not be grateful?
These soldiers didn't think too much about it. In fact, they were not afraid of death. They just wanted to survive and see their families every day.

These people are so small that they are almost invisible in the eyes of the half-bloods and dragons, and their sacrifices will only be cold statistics on paper, but when you stand among them, you can feel that they are all living people.

"Then you must live well. If there is no place for you in the future, what I do will be meaningless."

Lu Mingfei patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder.

"Of course, I'm horrible."

Lao Zhao replied seriously: "But when we are really unable to do anything, don't forget our strength. We also have things we must protect."

Lu Mingfei looked at the people standing upright in the cabin.

These soldiers who dealt with the mixed-blood forces knew how dark and bloody the mixed-blood society was. They had seen their comrades who had been crushed to pieces by the Word Spirits. When they saw the list of casualties, they remembered the existence of such a person, but they could not even remember his name.

The hybrids' unscrupulous brainwashing and memory implantation have resulted in countless unknown unsolved cases. Because of this, they have no scruples about their actions.

This kind of ending where no one remembers the person after he dies is just terrifying.

But they still stood firmly on their own front, not even for some great ideals, but just didn't want those tragedies to happen to their relatives and friends.

They are really great.

From the gazes of these soldiers, Lu Mingfei even felt a pressure that his enemies had never brought him before.

If he can't hold on, they will be the next to rush forward.

Even if there is a dead end ahead.

(End of this chapter)