This is Kassel College. People who can join this college have some unique skills. "Elite" is the bottom creature of this college, "genius" is a neutral word, "weird" can barely be regarded as a compliment, and then up.

In other words, it is "crazy".

If calculated according to the classification, there is no doubt that Caesar Gattuso and Chu Zihang are both "madmen". As the leaders of the two major clubs fighting, they can be regarded as the leading figures in the college in terms of madness and disregard of school rules. Below

Most of the cadres of the society are "weirdos".

The weirdos are surrounded by lunatics, the geniuses are enthusiastically praised by the outsiders, and the final elite applauds enthusiastically in the audience. This is probably the ecological chain of this college.

...You ask Lin Nian?

Lin Nian is different. There is another category called "monsters" on top of "madmen". "Monsters" generally do not participate in this kind of competition.

After briefly introducing the ecological chain, now comes the question... Lu Mingfei stared at Fenger, who was still alive and kicking with a piece of frosted glass stuck in his belly, and thought very seriously about the role of his good-for-nothing senior brother in this ecological chain.

In which position?

This is a very serious question. There is a law at Cassel College, that is, the level of the ecological chain directly affects whether the person can make unexpected actions in desperate situations to help the building collapse and turn the tide before it falls——

In short, the closer a guy is to a "madman", the more reliable he is in times of crisis. There is a kind of BUFF that will turn the tables in adversity. He can always find a way to perform a wave of unexpected operations at a critical moment. It is gorgeous and beautiful.

The ending is reversed.

Fingel went to the eighth grade at the Kassel College, studied abroad for four full years, did not graduate or was expelled, and was elected as the Minister of Information for several consecutive years... How can this be regarded as a "strange flower"?

Lu Mingfei speculated on the level of the good-for-nothing senior brother in front of him, and turned his eyes to the opponent's shoulders. The data stream washed down. Fingel's waist, which was stared at by Lu Mingfei, straightened a little...and then stretched a little to his abdomen.

The wound on his face shrank with a grimace.

"Attack: 660

Defense:500

Agility:150

Special ability: Word Spirit·Bronze Throne..."

The panel painted by the waterfall made Lu Mingfei calm down slightly, but there was still a trace of worry on his face. He clearly remembered that when he observed Fingel, these measurements were much higher than now, but now they have shrunk for no reason.

One lap...Is it because of the injury? It turns out that this thing still moves according to the state.

But even so, the attack power of 6 times that of a strong human being (not the pinnacle of mankind) is not only able to hammer people into small biscuits in one circle, but also beat people like hanging paintings, right? This kind of power is probably a little thinner in one circle.

The steel plates would break through, let alone hit people, and this doesn't even take into account the gain of the word spirit called "Bronze Throne".

"Brother, how can you withstand it?" Lu Mingfei stared at the agility that had dropped to 150, and then looked at Fingel's abdominal injury with a sad face... Although the agility of 150 was fast, they

The next plan is a gamble with your life.

"Stop talking nonsense, senior brother, I really can't stand it any longer." Fingel looked back at the deep woods outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "What we are playing now is an intelligence gap, and we asked you to take a few more glances without letting go.

What are you afraid of when you charge?"

Lu Mingfei shrank his head, held his breath and turned his gaze to the Amber Pavilion. His gaze fell on a man wearing formal clothes who was nearby on the ground but almost half of his body was buried in the pile of rocks... But a few seconds later

Fingel saw Lu Mingfei shake his head slightly.

"Is it invisible...or..."

"It should be...gone."

Lu Mingfei's voice was a little low, and the emotions in his eyes were very complicated as he stared at the black and gray half of his body sticking out of the rubble... The alumni who were singing and dancing in the Anbo Hall just a moment ago are now buried in the

There was a cold corpse inside the stone, and the half-stretched body gave people a strong signal of a "dead thing", making people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their throats.

"It's normal for people to die in war...Junior brother, please calm down." Fingel comforted softly, "How can you distinguish between friend and foe from those special 'things' you see?"

Lu Mingfei nodded reluctantly. Judging from the sharp drop in Fingel's measurements after his injury, the detection angle could indeed allow him to determine the injuries and conditions of the unconscious people on the ground in the clubhouse. This could also be regarded as a way to determine whether they were truly comatose or not.

A means of fake coma.

"Junior brother, if my guess is correct, you can know what everyone's word spirit is. Pay attention to the guy about 'thunder' in the word spirit."

"thunder?"

"Don't you feel that your hands and feet are still a little numb after you wake up?" Fingel asked.

Lu Mingfei was startled for a moment, but Fingel was really right. Until now, he felt an abnormal numbness in his body... According to the other party, the previous explosion was related to "thunder"

?

"It's just a guess. I'm not sure whether it's true or not." Fingel shook his head, "I hope I'm wrong, otherwise the 'Dragon Invasion' incident in the academy will be really big."

Lu Mingfei nodded and took a deep breath, then looked at the motionless girl lying on her side next to the burning wine cabinet... His face twitched because he actually recognized this girl from that dress.

Man is the Sailing Minister of the Student Union.

The Maldivian girl full of South Asian style is now lying on the ground like a rag doll. Her long flaxen hair is covered with dust and burnt marks. Her healthy wheat-colored skin also has large burn marks, from her left cheek to her left cheek.

The neck is covered with shocking burns...

But fortunately, green data still popped up on the girl's shoulders, but her measurements had dropped below 100. This shows that she was seriously injured in the center of the explosion. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei and Fingel were at the center of the explosion.

They were all eating at the table in the corner, otherwise they would be the ones lying there now...

"Focus on those whose faces are deliberately invisible. If I were a prisoner in an explosion, I would definitely pretend to be one of the injured, but my face would not be seen," Fingel reminded in a low voice.

"Then what's he trying to do? He's lying here pretending to be dead after committing a crime?" Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice, "Why didn't I see Caesar and the others? They wouldn't have run away while we were unconscious, right?"

"You don't have to worry about Caesar. The most important thing now is to find that guy." Fingel said, "I can guarantee that the bastard is in the Amber Pavilion right now."

Lu Mingfei was a little confused about where Fingel's mysterious confidence came from, but in this situation, it seemed that he could only rely on this unreliable senior brother... At least it was Fengel who had the glass stuck in his stomach.

Geer, but the other party did not run away to see a doctor. It seems that there is indeed some basis to believe that the enemy is still lurking in the guild hall.

The lobby of the Anbo Pavilion is very spacious. As far as Lu Mingfei can see, there are seven or eight green figures. The measurements of many people have dropped below 100, but the defense is still above 200 or even 300. It seems

It is true that mixed-races are very tough. The injuries on the unconscious students that Lu Mingfei saw were simply horrifying. There were bone stubbles in the broken parts of their arms, and there were large burns all over their bodies, but they were still very tough.

"This is nothing..." Fingel explained patiently after listening to Lu Mingfei's detailed report, "Previously, the release of unknown speech spirits in the guild hall was blocked, and the incomplete power of speech spirits was stored in cylinders.

The shape flew through the ceiling of the guild hall, and those who injured these students now are the aftermath, most likely burns or concussions... The vitality of hybrids is much stronger than you think, Zhou Dian in "The Legend of Zhou Dixian"

Even a mixed race can survive being burned and drowned by Zhu Yuanzhang, there is no reason why the elite students among the students should die in such aftermath."

"There is still misfortune." After saying that, Fingel still looked at the unlucky guy who was pinned down by the pile of rocks with pity. "Even if the half-breed's head explodes, he still won't survive."

"Senior brother... there really isn't any word spirit with 'thunder' like you mentioned, at least I haven't found it." Lu Mingfei looked around at the six or seven unconscious students in the Anbo Pavilion, and the measurements of each one were...

He was a very normal non-resistant person. He even read out the names of these people to Fingel like they were naming dishes, such as "Blazing Sun", "Hundred Ghosts", "Storm Horn", "Vacuum Snake" and so on.

..The only thing is that it doesn’t have “thunder”.

"It shouldn't be..." Fingel stared at the silent and dark Amber Hall and frowned inconspicuously.

"Is it possible that he is hiding on the second floor?" Lu Mingfei raised his head and glanced at the second floor of the clubhouse.

"This is not possible." Fingel whispered, "After a word spirit of that level is released, especially if it is interrupted, the physical and mental energy consumed is beyond your imagination, even for a person with the same physique as me.

He will be evacuated in an instant, not to mention unable to move, and it is impossible to have the energy to quickly climb the stairs to hide. His best possibility is to immediately hide in the chaos and hide for the victim, observe the surroundings while recovering his strength, and join the rescue team.

Launch a second attack when it comes."

"Is he 'squatting'?" Lu Mingfei's expression changed instantly.

"The terminology of warfare is 'encirclement and rescue', and it is correct to say 'squatting people'..." Fingel said, "Now all the unconscious students in the guild hall who cannot be evacuated are his hostages. Whoever comes to save them will die."

, that’s why I need you to find him, if you don’t kill him, we can only watch these alumni being dragged to death here.”

"What should I do if I can't kill him?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"...The result of alerting the snake is that the previous word spirit is released again." Fingel whispered, "It's just that this time we are not so lucky to interrupt him...if the worst scenario really happens

Yes, I guess I can buy you some time?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and said, "Damn it, Brother Fingel, are you so generous?"

"You are an 'S' class and your life is more valuable than mine. If you run faster, you should still be able to escape." Fingel looked at him seriously...Lu Mingfei actually saw the look on this man's face.

After seeing the word "enlightenment", it seems that when a crisis comes, everyone takes off their hiding cloak and reveals the most real scene.

What about you? You can't take off your coat and still be a crotchless loser, right?

Lu Mingfei quietly turned his head and stared intently at the seven pieces of data in the clubhouse that he had looked over over and over, but he could not determine who the murderer was. He even had the illusion that the murderer had already escaped.

While he was secretly anxious, Fingel beside him looked at the woods outside the floor-to-ceiling window several times with a calm expression.

At this time, Lu Mingfei suddenly heard Fingel beside him say in a low voice, "You just need to tell me which one may be the murderer. You can point to any one... Junior brother, you are so talented that even Lin Nian can't."

I bet you have a bright future, so I’ll bet you win this time, senior brother!”

Lu Mingfei turned around and caught Fingel's gaze... Those eyes were simply not like those of a good-for-nothing. There was a wolf-like determination in them, which reflected on his own face and made him unable to help but mention it.

He tightened his droopy mouth corners and tightened his cheeks.

To be honest, the words he has heard the most since before are: Lu Mingfei, can you stop falling off the chain? Lu Mingfei, why are you holding yourself back again? Lu Mingfei, can you be less worried? Lu Mingfei...

...It seems that everything will go wrong when it comes to him. He is like a gap in a dense network, an ant nest that collapses a thousand-mile city. No one dares to entrust him with life-threatening affairs at a critical moment.

, that is simply joking with your own life.

There may still be people who believe in him and believe in him without any reason, but such people are very few, as few as one.

The last person who dared to trust Lu Mingfei was Lin Nian. He thought he would only have one Lin Nian in his life, but now he actually saw the same trust - unconditional belief - in the good-for-nothing senior brother he had only known for a few days.
To be continued...