Chapter 98 Xia Mi, the organization has a mission

"If you need any information, just contact me directly."

"Haha, your words are enough. I will use the Imperial Sword well."

After getting Lu Mingfei's response, Zhou Tian waved his hand casually and walked towards the airport.

Lu Mingfei walked towards the spacious training ground, ready to enter the consciousness space to continue training. He currently still needed to improve his personal strength.

At the end of the world, the half-breeds, those old dens that seem to be a hindrance, and the dragons hidden in human society are all filled with an unstoppable sense of crisis.

As the organizational core of the official executive department in the south, the airport here has been very busy, with transport helicopters landing continuously, and then medical vehicles driving over to pick up the wounded sent down from above. The periphery of the base is patrolled by the army, and from time to time you can see extra-long trucks pulling thick and long truths passing through the designated route area.

The defense level of the entire base has reached an extremely high level. Now that the extermination of the Chen family is coming to an end, many mixed-blood families in the country are also attacking one after another, and the orthodox families are silent. Now the two sides of the conflict have entered a long stalemate.

It depends on whether these families will give in and accept the Half-Blood Registration Act, or continue to make trouble and wait for the official patience to run out.

'I don't know if this attempt will be effective.'

Lu Mingfei thought.

In his opinion, as individuals living in the same society, there should be no natural distance between mixed-race people and ordinary people. It may not be a bad thing to let some people gradually understand and accept the existence of mixed-race people.

However, the gap between mixed-race people and ordinary people is an objective reality. If we fail to face up to this gap, the conflict between the two sides will probably gradually become more acute.

Thinking of this, and thinking of those inhuman Lao Dengs, and the doomsday that might come at any time, Lu Mingfei's face became more and more uglier.

If he had no choice, would he have to fly around every day to beat up those evil forces and stay up all day to study the armor of Mobile Ultraman?
I have long followed Zhou Tian's footsteps and insisted on promoting the progress of human society.

Anyway, my life span is unlimited, so there is always hope that I can meet Leo and the others again.

Looking up at the scattered points of light in the dark sky, Lu Mingfei sighed, and then saw Xia Mi squatting at the entrance of the training ground.

Xia Mi sat on the edge, looking at the injured soldiers with a sad face.

Because of an attack by mixed-race people from Central Asia, many front-line personnel were injured. Those with less serious injuries were placed under the dome of the training ground, waiting for centralized transfer.

The soldiers who didn't know thought that the little girl was worried about them and gave her a comforting look.

"I wish I was injured like them."

Xia Mi muttered softly, as if not taking the injuries of these soldiers seriously.

Of course, such an injury is really no big deal for a Dragon King. Even if it is a human body, as long as it is not shot in the head by the Philosopher's Stone, then this Dragon King can still show you how to pick a bullet out of his skull.

Admittedly, Xia Mi's long life as a human has made him clearly understand how fragile the human body is, but it is difficult to expect a dragon king to empathize with these soldiers.

Xia Mi was indeed very sad, but not because of these soldiers.

But the days of attendance are over, and he has to face Lu Mingze's seven-style training method again.

When she thought of this, Xia Mi couldn't help but feel sad, and a hazy mist was brewing in her eyes.

How she wished that the half-blood king who was clamoring for revenge on the world could fight a little, or at least run a little, so that she could stay outside a little longer.

What kind of half-blood king is this who is defeated in seconds after a confrontation?
Xia Mi couldn't help but sigh that this generation of mixed-race people in the Middle East is really no good. You know, when she and her brother were on the Western Expedition, they met many people who were able to rival the second-generation races, and who relied on their mixed-race identities to obtain the title of duke under them.

If she had known this would happen, she should not have been so cowardly as to choose a sneak attack. She should have used the Dragon King's power to chase him for ten days or half a month before coming back.

By that time, the new mission might have been refreshed, and I could take on a field assignment and go out to do whatever I wanted.

Squatting on the ground, Xia Mi felt like she was about to cry.

Woo woo woo, I really don’t want to go back.

"Why are you so sad?"

The voice in front of her startled Xia Mi slightly. She raised her head and took several seconds to react before she forced a smile.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"The class is over, come over and continue working on the armor." Lu Mingfei asked, swallowing the scolding that Seven had engraved in his DNA.

"Tell your father what has happened to you."

? !
Xia Mi keenly caught the first half of Lu Mingfei's sentence and immediately hugged Lu Mingfei's calf, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Dad, can you take me with you on today's research?"

Although following Lu Mingfei's experiment was not a good thing, it was just like being an industrial worker on an assembly line, working 996 hours a day, but the worst thing is comparison.

Compared to playing a weird battle royale with Lu Mingze that was physically and mentally stressful and required a specific alchemy array to defeat the most feared things, Lu Mingfei's assembly line worker simulator seemed much more beautiful.

As expected of Xia Mi, she can apply for an Oscar for the speed with which she changes her face.

"you sure."

Lu Mingfei pushed Xia Mi's hand away and looked down at her condescendingly.

"I do have a test project that I need your help with."

"Uh--"

Xia Mi hesitated for a moment, and instinctively, she had a bad feeling.

I always feel that this topic is not a good thing.

But no matter how bad it is, can it be worse than returning to Lu Mingze's arms? !

With this thought flashing through her mind, Xia Mi no longer hesitated and nodded seriously.

"I am sure."

"Well, the dragon kings should take your courage as an example."

Lu Mingfei patted Xia Mi's shoulder with a smile, then picked her up.

"Come on, follow me and find an open area."

Lu Mingfei has always felt that Xia Mi has great potential. Although her basic attributes are insufficient, she has a perfect personality and a eagerness to learn.

Although he likes to complain and is often pessimistic, he is not lacking in motivation.

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, this girl had already possessed the qualities to become a strong person, but she lacked a way to become stronger and the courage to face the strong.

The memory of being killed instantly by other Dragon King-level colleagues in the past, or being killed in the aftermath of fights, has made Xia Mi deal with high-end combat forces like a coward now.

The only options are running away or a surprise attack.

This won't work.

It’s not that being cautious is bad, but when being cowardly becomes a habit, when the moment comes you need to stand up, you may not be able to do so.

Lu Mingfei clenched his fist wrapped in iron armor.

Xia Mi is obviously very strong now.

In the vast venue, Xia Mi looked at Lu Mingfei, who was covered in armor and looked like the reincarnation of Leo, with her big eyes filled with confusion.

"Dad, the test you're talking about is to let me spar with you with my bare hands?"

"Ah."

Ott nodded.

"Help!!!"

(End of this chapter)