When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

After walking out of Chicago International Airport, Lu Mingfei received a notice from Norma - the private plane to take him to Cassel College had arrived.

After listening to Norma's intellectual voice telling him the location of the private plane and seeing it with his own eyes, Lu Mingfei immediately stood in awe of Kassel College.

Private jet!

If he read it correctly, this thing should be a Boeing 767, right?

The official price quoted by Boeing 767 is nine figures! Still dollars!

At this moment, Lu Mingfei deeply realized his poverty.

Unfortunately, he was once so complacent about his savings of less than one million US dollars. Even if his net worth increased a hundred times, he would not be able to afford such a private jet!

Walking into this steel eagle worth hundreds of millions with a look of shock on his face, Lu Mingfei saw that the cab door was open and wanted to say hello to the pilot.

Then the pilot in the driver's seat turned his head, revealing a big beard and a brimmed white round hat on his head.

Damn it!

Lu Mingfei's hair grew cold, and he thought to himself, "I know America is an open place, but is it a bit too open to allow people dressed like this to enter the airplane, or even the cockpit of the airplane?" !

Lu Mingfei really wanted to ask the pilot uncle, are you taking me to hit the Pentagon? If you want to hit me, I will support you with my hands and feet, but can you put my little brother down before we take off? I'm not yet a minor!

Fortunately, this bearded pilot with a white hat did not give Lu Mingfei a toothy smile and then shouted "Allah Akbar" before taking off towards Virginia. He even took the initiative to speak to him in Chinese. .

"Hello, classmate, are you Lu Mingfei?"

This bearded man spoke authentic Chinese, and even had a slight accent from the southern Fujian region, which made Lu Mingfei doubt whether he had ever been to southern Fujian.

"Yes, yes," although the uncle didn't look like he was going to drag him into the Pentagon, considering that he was on a plane after all, Lu Mingfei still showed a considerable degree of respect for him, and even said Teacher, "I am Lu Mingfei, hello teacher!"

"Don't call me teacher," the bearded man waved his hand, "just call me Researcher Dulan."

"researcher?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Yes, I am a researcher at the Kassel Equipment Department," Researcher Dulan nodded, "The deputy director asked me to pick you up."

"A researcher is here in person?" Lu Mingfei was flattered. "The time of a researcher like you should be precious, right?"

"Originally," Duran nodded, then clenched his fist and slammed the turning handwheel, "but recently I was ordered not to do project research for a week because of a small mistake!"

"It's okay," Lu Mingfei comforted, "Everyone can make small mistakes. It's only a week, it will go by soon..."

Lu Mingfei's comfort froze on his lips.

He suddenly remembered that both the vice principal and Teacher Pan had emphasized to him more than once that the people in the Equipment Department were a bunch of lunatics.

Then here comes the problem. Among a group of "crazy people", they were ordered to be banned from conducting research for a week because of a small mistake...

This "little mistake"... what kind of mistake is it?

Lu Mingfei decided not to ask this horrifying question.

"Damn it! I'm obviously going to start the latest weapon modification project soon, but these bastards actually messed with me!"

As if to vent his emotions, Researcher Duran punched the dashboard hard. Lu Mingfei felt that every punch he punched hit his heartbeat.

"I would like to ask, what is your latest weapon modification project?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't suppress his curiosity after all, and asked proactively.

"It's this big guy," Researcher Duran slapped the dashboard, eyes flashing with excitement, "I'm going to transform him into a high-altitude bomb equipped with refined sulfur and alchemical fragments containing neurotoxins, and modify the engine. Finally, with its speed, it can completely catch up with the flying third-generation species and blast them at zero distance, with an 81.3% probability..."

"Well...if it explodes, what should the driver do?"

Lu Mingfei raised his hand weakly and asked.

"Our initial plan is to use autonomous driving..."

Researcher Dulan's answer made Lu Mingfei breathe a sigh of relief.

"But later comparing the data, it is difficult for the current autonomous driving technology to catch up with a third-generation species that can fly flexibly." Researcher Dulan patted his seat, "So we are going to add an ejection function to the driver's seat!"

"What if the pilot is enveloped by the explosion after ejecting? After all, such a large aircraft must carry a large amount of explosives, right? The explosion range should be very large, right?"

Lu Mingfei was worried about the safety of the driver.

"It's okay," Researcher Duran waved, "We have prepared an identity plate made of memory alchemy metal for the driver. After the nameplate is recycled, a tomb can be erected!"

Lu Mingfei:......

Is it too late for me to get off the plane now?

…

Inside Kassel Academy, on the small airport.

Lu Mingfei stepped off the plane in a hurry. Researcher Dulan behind him took the initiative to put his arms around his neck and asked with concern: "What's wrong, classmate Mingfei? Are you airsick?"

"It's okay," Lu Mingfei shook his head with a pale face, "I was just a little scared."

"Scared? Are you afraid of heights?"

Researcher Duran asked doubtfully.

"No," Lu Mingfei said expressionlessly, "I was afraid that you would shout 'Allah Akbar' when you were halfway flying."

"Tell me the truth, was our academy involved in the collision with the Pentagon?"

Lu Mingfei looked like he had seen through the world of mortals.

"Absolutely not!" Researcher Dulan looked extremely serious, "The college and the equipment department will never do such a thing!"

"That's good, at least we're not terrorists..."

Before Lu Mingfei finished speaking, Researcher Dulan said proudly: "If the college and the equipment department were to take action, if it exploded, it would definitely destroy even a complete wall. How could it only blow up half of it? This is An insult to the professional capabilities of our equipment department!”

Lu Mingfei covered his face: "Okay, I understand, you don't need to say any more."

"Why did you suddenly mention this? Do you also want to blow it up?" Researcher Dulan said with a smile, "It just so happened that we recently developed a new N2 mine..."

"Which EVA studio did you come from?!"

…

Dragging his young mind riddled with holes, Lu Mingfei walked into the Equipment Department under the leadership of Researcher Dulan. Lu Mingfei was ready to run away at any time.

The vice principal is right, the equipment department is full of lunatics! A group of lunatics who cannot be judged by common sense!

Determined to get the alchemy weapon and run away immediately, Lu Mingfei followed Researcher Duran into a place similar to a warehouse, but the walls of the warehouse were all made of metal.

The warehouse is filled with all kinds of cold weapons, including Japanese samurai swords, knight swords and six-leaf hammers from medieval Europe, Chinese Zhanma Dao and Han Bafang, modern triangular military spurs and butterfly knives...

A chilling and bloody aura hit his face, making Lu Mingfei feel a little solemn... How strange!

Who can explain to him what the man standing among the weapons, wearing an Arab robe and eating pancakes and fruit, is?

Isn't there even a normal person in the equipment department? !

wrong! Are there any normal people in this damn school? !