I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly ~

Walking out of Chicago International Airport, Lu Mingfei received a notice from Norma that the private jet to take him to Kassel College had arrived.

After listening to Norma telling him the location of the private jet in an intellectual voice and seeing it with his own eyes, Lu Mingfei immediately respected the Kassel Academy.

Private jet!

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

The official price of the Boeing 767 is nine figures! Still dollars!

At this moment, Lu Mingfei deeply realized his poverty.

Fortunately, he was once complacent about his savings of less than one million U.S. dollars. Even if his worth doubled a hundred times, he couldn't afford such a private jet!

Walking into this steel eagle worth hundreds of millions of dollars with a shocked face, Lu Mingfei wanted to say hello to the pilot as he watched the door of the cockpit open.

Then the pilot in the driver's seat turned his head, revealing a big beard and a round white cap with no rim on his head.

Damn it!

Lu Mingfei was starting to get cold hair, and said to his heart that I know that the atmosphere in this place in the United States is open, but is it a bit too open to let people dressed like this enter the plane, or the cockpit of the plane? !

Lu Mingfei wanted to ask the pilot uncle, are you taking me to hit the Pentagon? You are going to hit me with your hands and feet to support you, but before we take off, can you put the little brother down first? I'm underage!

Fortunately, the uncle pilot with a big beard and a white hat did not grin at Lu Mingfei and shouted "Anlahu Akbar" and took off to Virginia, and even took the initiative to speak to him in Chinese. .

"Hello classmate, you are Lu Mingfei, right?"

This bearded uncle speaks authentic Chinese, and even adds some accent from Southern Fujian, so that Lu Mingfei doubts whether he has been to Southern Fujian.

"Yes, yes, right," although the uncle didn't look like he was going to hit the Pentagon, but considering that he was on an airplane after all, Lu Mingfei still showed a considerable degree of respect for him, even saying that Teacher, "I am Lu Mingfei, hello teacher!"

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

"researcher?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

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

"Are you a researcher here in person?" Lu Mingfei was flattered, "Researcher time like you should be precious, right?"

"It was," Duran nodded, then clenched a fist and slammed the steering wheel, "but I was recently ordered to not enter into project research for a week because of a little mistake!"

"It's okay," Lu Mingfei comforted, "anyone will make small mistakes. It's only a week, and it will be over soon..."

Lu Mingfei's comfort froze.

He suddenly remembered that whether it was the vice principal or Mr. Pan, he had emphasized more than once that the people in the equipment department were a bunch of lunatics.

So here comes the problem, among a group of "lunatics" who were ordered to ban research for a week because of a little mistake...

This "little mistake"...what is the mistake?

Lu Mingfei decided not to ask this very thoughtful question.

"Damn it! Obviously I am about to start the latest weapon modification project, these **** actually put me together!"

As if to vent his emotions, Researcher Du Lan slammed the dashboard hard, and Lu Mingfei felt that every punch he had hit his heartbeat.

"I take the liberty to ask, what is your latest weapon modification project?"

After all, Lu Mingfei couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked actively.

"That's the big guy," Researcher Duran tapped the dashboard, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "I'm going to transform him into a high-altitude bomb with refined sulfur and alchemical fragments with neurotoxins, and modify the engine. Later, at its speed, it can completely catch up with the three generations in flight and perform zero-range blasting. There is an 81.3% probability..."

"That...what should the driver do if it blasts?"

Lu Mingfei raised his hand weakly and asked.

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

Researcher Du Lan's answer gave Lu Mingfei a sigh of relief.

"But after comparing the data, at this stage, the technology of autonomous driving is difficult to catch up with the three generations of flexible flying," Researcher Dulan patted his seat, "So we are going to add ejection function to the driver's seat!"

"What if the pilot is enveloped by the explosion area after ejection? After all, such a large aircraft will definitely carry a large amount of explosives, right? The explosion area should be large, right?"

Lu Mingfei was worried about the safety of the driver.

"It's okay," Researcher Dulan waved his hand. "We prepared an identity plate made of memory alchemy metal for the driver. After the name plate is recovered, a garment mound can be erected!"

Lu Mingfei:...

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

Inside the Kassel College, at the small airport.

Lu Mingfei stepped off the plane vainly, and Researcher Dulan behind him took the initiative to grab his neck and said with concern: "What's wrong Mingfei classmate? Are you airsick?"

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

"Scared? Are you afraid of heights?"

Researcher Du Lan asked suspiciously.

"No," Lu Mingfei was expressionless, "I was afraid of the phrase 'Anlahu Akbar' you called when you were halfway through the flight."

"You tell me the truth, did our college participate in the collision with the Pentagon?"

Lu Mingfei looked through Hong Chen.

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

"That's good, at least we are not a horror..."

Before Lu Mingfei spoke, Researcher Du Lan proudly said: "If it were the academy and the equipment department, if it blows up, it will definitely step on even a complete wall~www.mtlnovel.com~ how is it possible? Only half of it? This is a humiliation to the professional ability of our equipment department!"

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

"By the way, why did you mention this suddenly? Do you want to blow it up too?" Researcher Dulan laughed, "It just so happens that we recently developed a new type of N2 mine..."

"Which EVA studio did you cross in from?!"

Dragging the battered young mind into the equipment department under the leadership of Researcher Du Lan, Lu Mingfei is ready to start the runway of Yue Xuan Zhong Xuan Zhong in Zhiming Town 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 ran away immediately, Lu Mingfei followed Researcher Dulan into a place similar to a warehouse, but the walls of the warehouse were all metal.

The warehouse is full of various cold weapons, Japanese katana, medieval European knight swords and six-leaf hammers, Chinese sabers and Han Bafang, modern three-sided military thorns and butterfly knives...

An aura of murderous blood rushed toward his face, making Lu Mingfei's mood a bit solemn...That's it!

Who can explain to him what the man in the Arabian robe is standing in his arms and eating the fruit of pancakes!

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

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

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