Chapter 95: The Monarchs of the Dark Side of the World
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

A red balloon occupied his field of vision. Lu Mingfei came back to his senses and then looked down.

"Some things from the past. Seeing Xia Mi's current appearance, it's inevitable that I will recall the past."

"It seems that Seven has really given you a hard time."

Lu Mingze sat down on the spot, leaning against the cliff, facing the bright sunshine.

"It's really a lot of trouble."

Lu Mingfei also sat down on the lawn.

“Even though we know these are extraordinary times, it’s impossible not to feel resentful.”

Although Seven's teaching level is very targeted and effective quickly, the intensity of the process can only be described as outrageous.

In addition, because of the injury during that period, Seven's mentality was not right. He was under a lot of pressure when facing Lu Mingfei and Leo, and his life was really not easy.

But then again, if Seven had really adopted a conciliatory policy at that time and given some leeway or something, given my miserable state at that time, I'm afraid I would have been in trouble again.

All in all, the benefits outweigh the benefits. I have learned skills and grown.

As for the resentment, it was all relieved with Seven's heartfelt words under the sunset.

'Severn better hope his apprentice or son doesn't fall into my hands.'

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth.

He does not hold a grudge, he just thinks that Seven's educational method is very good and is a precious intangible cultural heritage of the Ultraman universe that needs to be promoted and passed on.

".Brother, what do you want me to do?"

Lu Mingze glanced at Lu Mingfei, who suddenly became full of resentment, and decisively chose to change the subject.

"I have to go out for a while and come to talk to you about the Chen family's affairs."

Lu Mingfei put away his resentful expression and spoke.

"There's no need for you to follow the two girls too closely. Let them rest for a while, and then practice this."

"Armor?"

Lu Mingze took over the armor parts marked with different colors, representing the difficulty of modification. The white ones with the lowest difficulty were circled.

“Just treat it as a thesis assignment.”

Seeing Lu Mingfei, who looked like a doctoral supervisor assigning homework while he planned to take care of other things during the semester, Lu Mingze nodded in understanding.

"Your class schedule is really cruel."

"It's all for their future selves. Since they want to become stronger, this is the price to pay."

If the two girls really planned to quit, Lu Mingfei would not stop them, but since they stayed, he would follow the teaching method.

“They do understand that this is for themselves.”

Lu Mingze put away the drawings and said that he would support them.

Although Xia Mi was screaming happily and was frightened to the point of tears, she did not use her authority as the Dragon King to escape by force.

"By the way, where is Chen Motong?"

Lu Mingfei discovered that it seemed that Xia Mi was the only one being tortured.

"Chen Motong is still learning dragon language. She will be allowed to join Jörmungandr's training only after this part of her study is completed."

After a pause, Lu Mingze added another sentence.

"The progress is very fast. The dragon language textbooks you compiled are much better than the enlightenment education of those first generation species."

"I have to thank Seven for this."

You can despise his academic performance among the Ultra Brothers, but you cannot despise the professional level of a top cosmic civil servant. Lu Mingfei stood up and stretched his shoulders.

"Then I'll go out and do some work."

If nothing unexpected happens, I will spend this year troubled by the Chen family, and then study with peace of mind.

Lu Mingfei estimated that the current domestic situation was relatively good. The orthodox party had shown goodwill, and the official executive department, whose mission was to safeguard social stability, had also ushered in an opportunity for development.

Although his abnormality had already attracted the attention of the mixed-blood forces, he was on his own for the mission, and he also had Xia Mi and her Pokémon Fenrir on his side, so his home would not be robbed.

All in all, everything is moving in a good direction.

The next step is to make your own moves and then wait and see how those mixed-race families will respond.

Lu Mingfei walked slowly down the cliff.

"Come back soon."

"understood."

He raised his right hand and waved it, just like an ordinary trip, and Lu Mingfei's body gradually faded and disappeared into the atmosphere.
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Throne Place - Nine Realms
Nine thrones stand in the glorious and classical hall.

In the center of the magnificent hall, a planet located in the atrium of the World Tree is floating. Looking from the throne, one can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of mankind.

Even though half of the area was submerged in the deep night, there were still bright lights outlining the traces of destruction, and the lights were brilliant.

"The human world is so rich, brilliant, and glorious. Can we really be willing to hand it over to dragons?"

The candles lit up, and a black figure stood on the throne. The old man with obvious green scales on his body, who looked exactly like Deadpool, sighed.

"Aren't we standing here to prevent the dragon from returning?"

Another projection whispered softly, and the one-eye that was as destructive as a bright lamp was daunting.

"Your actions don't match your words at all, Gattuso."

A tall figure emerged from the throne.

"Orthodoxy has rejected our invitation again. Even the Li family, which had already coordinated the intention of cooperation, chose to remain silent. The Chen family's power suffered a major blow in the homeland. All signs show that the land has rejected us again, just like a hundred years ago, causing us to suffer heavy losses."

As the projections lit up one after another, these mixed-blood monarchs lurking in the dark side of the world gathered together and criticized the real master of the Gattuso family.

"Gattuso, we need an explanation."

"Instead of finding fault with me here, everyone here should try to shake up our dear principal. After all, that lord was left here by the principal."

The one eye in the shadows was mocking.

"The Gattuso family was only responsible for providing funds and they couldn't control their own knife. It doesn't seem to be my fault."

His meaning was very clear. He didn't cause the trouble, so if he had the guts, he should go and find trouble with the real person.

It has been a long time since Angers used the investments of shareholders to cause trouble. This man knows the dirty tricks among mixed-race people.

It was just that the fire of revenge burning in his heart grew stronger with the passage of time, making him willing to endure the current situation.

The scene was silent again, and everyone stopped talking.

The mockery in his one eye grew even stronger.

If they hadn't wiped out the first generation of the Lionheart Society through the Dragon King's Egg sent through the orthodox method a hundred years ago, it's hard to say how many people would be alive sitting here now.

These parents who are used to hiding in the shadows are always afraid of unstable factors.

The mixed-race families have their own stances, but they are only reluctantly united because the crisis of survival outweighs the immediate interests. However, they look too far ahead and always think about the future.

Pompey smiled in the shadows, took out a bottle of wine from the cupboard in the room and poured himself a glass.

(End of this chapter)