Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 16: Fingel's Clever Metaphor of Class, Lu Mingfei's Murder in a Dream

So the two brothers chatted idly in the waiting room of the train station until after nine o'clock, when it was pitch black and there weren't many people left.

In fact, when he heard Fingel say that he would be repeating the year for four years, he was already thinking about going back to his hometown and signing with StarCraft Club.

But the more abstract it is, the more problematic it becomes.

For example, regarding train schedules, if the last train conductor on the timetable goes off duty, then people of lower social class have to wait for the train.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what class meant, but he had some idea. When signing documents, there was a voiceprint verification.

Then, when it was confirmed, he was said to be at the S level.

He couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"So, what level are you, senior brother?"

"Me? I'm an E-rank, which is about the same as a medieval serf, but there are still people behind me."

Lu Mingfei was shocked. He thought to himself that this was already medieval serfdom, and S was probably many levels after E. He was probably not even a paramecium.

To be honest, he previously thought that S should be the highest level, which is better than A, but in general games, D is the highest you can go. However, his senior said that there are still people after E, so it's hard to say about S.

So Lu Mingfei immediately packed his bags and told Finger that he suddenly felt that college life was not suitable for him. He had made up his mind and wanted to strengthen the domestic e-sports industry.

Then Fingel was shocked and quickly pulled Lu Mingfei aside, saying, "Brother, what's wrong? You're almost there, why are you backing down?"

Lu Mingfei repeatedly said that he would rather not, he did not expect the class system to be so serious, it is not suitable for someone like him, not to mention that his class is too low. You are at least in the ABC group, while I am in the XYZ category. I can't live like this.

Fingel continued to express his astonishment, asking if he was an S-rank. Lu Mingfei replied that he knew S-rank was low, but there was no need for him to act like this.

Then he saw Fingel barking like a dog, indicating that there was a big problem at the school, that they had neglected the top-tier S-level students, and that he was going to report to the principal to have him reassigned to a lower rank.

Just as Fenrir was about to drag him to the VIP room to cause a scene, Lu Mingfei received a phone call.

It was Professor Guderian calling. He said to get ready, the train would arrive in a few hours.

After thinking about it for a while, they decided to wait in the waiting hall instead.

After lying on the wooden recliner for a while, Lu Mingfei felt a rare sense of novelty about his new life. After fighting on the battlefield for so many years, he was so numb that he was actually looking forward to it.

My heart was pounding, echoing the distant chimes... chimes?

Feeling something was off, Lu Mingfei stood up. The huge moon slowly rose outside the window, and the moonlight cast holy white pillars in the waiting hall.

Lu Mingfei realized that all the people and noise around him had disappeared, and he could only see a boy sitting silently on the back of the bench, silently looking at the moonlight.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but smile. He understood everything, everything became clear. He looked at the boy, who was wearing a pure black evening suit and had a silent expression on his face as if he had lived for thousands of years.

The boy's eyes met Lu Mingfei's, and Lu Mingfei immediately smiled and spoke.

"It's been a long time, or rather, it's finally time to meet..."

Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up and he spoke up.

"You recognized me—"

"........God willing."

"Fate? What are you talking about—"

The boy was suddenly dumbfounded, but it was too early to be dumbfounded by something like this, because Lu Mingfei suddenly went crazy.

"It's a pity I didn't bring my sword, but no problem! Watch me use my hands as a sword! Hate the heavens! Hate the heavens!!!!"

Lu Mingfei, who had always wanted to defy fate, finally got to this moment. He raised his right hand high, using his palm as a sword, and used the Hate Heaven Sword Technique that he had practiced alone for countless years.

"boom!!!!"

With a palm strike, the little boy dodged and was about to speak, but Lu Mingfei abruptly stopped and switched to a horizontal slash to continue killing.

Then....

"Awooo!!!!!"

Fingel's screams woke Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei shattered the chair he had just been sleeping in with a sweeping blow. The wooden plank flew out and stuck near Fingel's feet, cracking the cement floor. He seemed to have been quite frightened.

Lu Mingfei, coming to his senses, felt a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head with an awkward smile.

"Haha, I was sleepwalking just now. Will the school cover the repair costs?"

"You scared me to death! If I hadn't just gone to the bathroom, you would have slapped me to death by now!"

"No way, you're so big and sturdy, how could you possibly be killed in one hit?"

Fingel wanted to say something more, but as the saying goes, the best public relations is always another unexpected event.

The bell and the train whistle sounded as a train pulled into the station; it was the CC1000 express train they were waiting for.

The train conductor suddenly appeared at the ticket gate like a ghost. Lu Mingfei was startled when he saw that no one had noticed the guy. He thought the man was one of the four people.

However, judging from his face, it didn't seem like it, and Lu Mingfei slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"CC1000 Express Train! Passengers, please prepare to board!"

The voice didn't sound like it either, and Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief again.

Fingel reacted strongly, shouting loudly.

"Here they come! Fingel and Lu Mingfei! Let me tell you! Such neglect of an S-class official! You're doomed! You can expect to be laid off!"

But the train attendant remained calm.

"We were already working on advancing to S-level, but you, with your F-rank, held us back. Otherwise, we would have reached it much earlier."

"Not E?"

The train conductor immediately changed his expression upon hearing Lu Mingfei speak.

"Ah, because this person repeated a grade again, he became an F. If he is willing to persevere a little longer, he might be able to reverse the trend and become an S-level like you."

Fingel's face was practically falling to the ground. He made a face at the train conductor and then walked past the ticket gate.

Several people boarded the platform, and the train stopped on the tracks. The train was black with a streamlined body and dazzling silver-white vine patterns spread across its paint.

"Wow, what a great train! It's even better than the Hogwarts train!"

"But we don't have any boys who survive great calamities here, hahaha, Mingfei! After receiving your call, I even moved up the train's departure time for you!"

What is the art of speaking? This is the art of speaking.

The car that was supposed to be driven ahead of time for the S-class had broken down, but Guderian, who jogged over, said that it was specially driven ahead of time for Lu Mingfei, aiming for the same level.

After giving his professor, who was like a father to him, a light hug, Lu Mingfei followed Professor Guderian into the car.

The train's interior was quite luxurious, in a European style with elegant wallpaper, solid wood lining the portholes, and even gold thread embroidery on the sofas! Lu Mingfei seriously suspected that the thread was made of real gold!

Fingel handed over a dark green suit and began to speak.

"Let's change your clothes."