novelhk Chapter 63 Let's talk about his supernatural powers.
Chapter 63 Let's talk about his supernatural powers.
Hilbert Jean Angers
Born in England, he experienced hardship in his childhood, but as a teenager he entered Cambridge University with amazing talent and joined the first generation of the Lionheart Secret Society, the predecessor of the Kassel Society. He is the current principal of Kassel College.
Lu Mingfei recalled the life story of the Kassel principal on the screen, and a question arose in his mind:
This old man is clearly an ambitious man; it's obvious he's been eyeing him for a long time.
Is it because of the bloodline he possesses, or... something deeper?
Lu Mingfei didn't know, but he didn't need to know.
For someone like Ang Ran, political acumen is ingrained in his very being, while Lu Mingfei lacks such a mindset; what he lacks is shrewdness.
Negotiating terms could not only put him at a disadvantage, but might also lead him unwittingly into a trap set by the other party.
Instead of doing that, it would be better to just be frank and speak openly with the other party.
"Everything? Is it everything I'm thinking of?" Lu Mingfei asked.
On the screen, the old man sat at a large mahogany table, the smoke from his cigar rising in wisps, blurring his face and his hawk-like eyes.
“Of course,” Angers laughed, his profile like a sharp blade. “Anything I can get my hands on, I can find for you. You have that value, but… you also have to do something to pay the price. There are gains and losses. That’s the Chinese concept of cause and effect.”
"Including betraying the interests of the Academy and the Secret Service behind you?"
"Everything I can get includes them."
Lu Mingfei remained silent, simply looking at the white-haired old man, waiting for him to continue.
He suddenly felt as if he had stumbled into the set of a gangster TV drama—in a dimly lit casino, the local gangster bosses were negotiating with the young man who had barged in, discussing the ownership of this territory.
The one who appeared before him was not the kind of bald, tattooed brute who would brandish a machete and ask him "who do you want to take?" and then offer up his opponent's head at his command.
Instead, he was a gentlemanly, elegant old man whose silver hair exuded grace.
..............
"jingle"
The wind chimes on the coffee shop door rang again, and the boy walked out of the coffee shop.
Almost at the same time Lu Mingfei appeared, several pairs of eyes fell on him. Guderian, who had been lingering at the door, came forward to greet him, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.
"Mingfei, how did your talk with the principal go?"
To Guderian, what Lu Mingfei had done to him was nothing. Despite the risk of leaking academy secrets, what earth-shattering secrets could a professor teaching dragon history possibly reveal?
It's nothing more than giving Lu Mingfei a history lesson. Should we tell the legend of the Black King eating the World Tree, or discuss how the Four Kings were "born" by the Black King?
Or perhaps it's the history of the development of dragons and hybrids?
This information was not considered a secret at all to Kassel College.
Every mixed-race organization has these records, and what he knows is just the most widely circulated version in Kassel. Compared to that, he cares more about his own tenure as a professor at the academy.
Under his expectant gaze, Lu Mingfei slowly spoke: "That old man has already reached an agreement with me."
"Then..." Guderian's eyes widened instantly, his voice trembling with excitement, "Then...who is your mentor?"
As is the college’s practice, each new student will be assigned a mentor who will be responsible for the new student’s enrollment and guidance.
"I don't need a mentor."
Lu Mingfei looked at the professor in front of him, his voice calm. Guderian's smile froze, and even Ye Sheng and Aki, who were on guard around them, were taken aback.
"This...this is against the rules!" Guderian said urgently. "Every new student must have a mentor; this is a tradition Kassel has had since its founding! How could the principal..."
"Rules are meant to be broken."
Lu Mingfei interrupted him, took out his phone from his pocket, and the screen lit up to show the document on it: "Your special approval document, personally signed by Principal Angran, has now arrived in my email. S-level access, the right to choose courses independently, the right to act independently, and—no tutor required."
His finger slid to the very end of the document, where Hilbert Jean Angers's cursive signature, like a black lightning bolt, cleaved through all the rules.
Chu Zihang, who had been silent as a statue, suddenly spoke up: "What's the price?"
Lu Mingfei looked at him. Even under the sunlight, this senior's eyes remained cold, like a sharpened knife.
"The price is your jobs. What you have to do is what I need to do." Lu Mingfei put away his phone. "These are the principal's conditions."
Slaying the dragon—that's the only purpose.
Clearly, Angers is a smart man. He probably anticipated all of Lu Mingfei's previous actions.
Or rather, Lu Mingfei's actions were precisely to get into the former's field of vision. Although he himself hadn't expected that the old man had been watching him for so long, it didn't affect the course of the game in the slightest.
Might makes right.
Lu Mingfei himself couldn't overturn this world. His minor supernatural powers ultimately lacked the strength to change the world.
—But he has to do it himself.
It's good to have a big tree to lean on, not to mention his cheap master Jiang Mingzi, who is a towering tree that can't be seen from the end.
Without a powerful backer, he's timid and hesitant, which is fine. But even with a powerful backer, he still has to be mindful of others' feelings.
Isn't this like begging on your knees?
Before Lu Mingfei awakened his supernatural powers, he certainly didn't have this kind of confidence.
After all, no matter how strong your personal skills or how vigilant you are, you can't guarantee that you won't be caught off guard by a "potato mine" falling from the sky one day.
It's easy to guard against someone for a short time, but difficult to guard against someone forever. Even the most powerful and valiant kings and generals in ancient history couldn't withstand someone arranging five hundred axemen in your sleeping quarters.
But with the supernatural power of the Fire Gate and the World's Ordinary Path, things are quite different.
This is truly like a dragon entering the sea, now free to roam the world. If he can't defeat the culmination of human technological wisdom accumulated over thousands of years, surely he can escape?
Even the most powerful and wide-ranging modern weapons couldn't outrun his "Fire Gate" opening speed with a single thought. Let alone injuring him, simply opening the gate and sending those artillery pieces back the way they came would be no joke.
After all, Lu Mingfei has only just begun to grasp the basics of minor supernatural powers and is still far from reaching the intermediate supernatural powers level, but it is only a matter of time and accumulation.
So Lu Mingfei decided to accept Angers' invitation. He would step into that battlefield, perhaps prepared for him from the very beginning, and then deal with the rules, the game, and even so-called destiny.
— To mold everything into the shape he wanted.
As for the old man's plans? That's not something a young man like him should be thinking about.
Need something? Just tell his supernatural powers.