LRAB Chapter 70 Neon Delegation
Chapter 70 Neon Delegation
"According to the latest survey data from the Beijing Earthquake Bureau, a magnitude 4.2 earthquake occurred in our city at 8:18 pm yesterday."
Because the earthquake had a relatively deep focal depth and a limited propagation range, no casualties have been reported within our city.
However, according to data analysis from monitoring departments, the activity level of the area in this city has been rising continuously over the past month... Therefore, the Municipal Emergency Management Bureau reminds the public... to pay close attention...
*Snap!* The screen of the sweet news anchor on TV suddenly went dark.
Su Enxi, the one who started turning off the TV, put down the remote control and then looked at the patient in the hospital bed in the room with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Long legs, I never thought you'd end up like this."
On the hospital bed, Mai Shude shakily raised her arm and then raised her middle finger to vent her dissatisfaction.
The fact that she turned out this way can only be attributed to her extremely bad luck and misfortune.
Previously, due to Lu Mingfei's disappearance, in an emergency, Jiu De Mai was the first to enter the Nibelungen, which was connected to the subway in Beijing. But who would have thought that before she could even set out to explore, the Nibelungen was already on the verge of collapse.
Although she managed to escape first thanks to her exceptional skills and ninja instincts, she was ultimately buried under the collapsed ruins.
Finally, the potato chip girl and the three-nothing arrived and dug her out of the rubble, a truly tragic situation.
Now he can only lie in bed and rest.
Fortunately, while such terrible injuries would likely confine an ordinary person to bed for the rest of their life, for a high-blooded mixed-race person like her, it only meant she needed to rest for a while.
Therefore, she is now able to get up and move around with some difficulty.
"How is the sect leader?" Jiu De Mai asked in a hoarse voice.
"Sect Master, my foot! You should worry about yourself first." Su Enxi shook her head, curiously measuring Jiu Demai's long legs, which were suspended in a thick cast.
Normally, doing this would always provoke a beating from the other party, but now she doesn't have that worry anymore.
"Don't worry, according to the intelligence I've received, our sect leader is doing very well."
"But he's no longer in the capital," Su Enxi said with a hint of helplessness, recalling the intelligence she had recently received.
"Those old guys from the Secret Service seem to have had enough of this greenhorn holding the highest authority at Kassel College."
I've heard that Frost has personally gone to the college to prepare to impeach him.
Since Norma's access had already been locked by Angers, the only way to take away Lu Mingfei's access was through procedural impeachment.
However, the board of directors and the Secret Society are not a monolithic entity.
Although the Gattuso family contributed money and effort to the establishment of the academy, it was impossible for them to have absolute control over it.
Mai knew this well, so she could finally put her mind at ease.
If Lu Mingfei were to return to the academy, that would be quite good.
After all, Kassel College is one of the safest places in the world.
She lay down on the bed with peace of mind, ready to enjoy this hard-won vacation.
However, at that very moment, both of their cell phones rang simultaneously with new message notifications.
Mai Shude, who had just lain down, sat up straight with a jolt, but the movement aggravated her wound, causing her to grimace.
Few people know the two people's phone information, and in the past, when they received text messages at the same time, there was only one possibility.
Mai struggled to pick up her phone from the bedside with her still-intact arm. She saw the name of the person who sent the text message, and her pupils suddenly contracted. It was a string of unknown characters made up of gibberish.
Usually, only one person is displayed like this, and that is the boss.
She looked up and met Su Enxi's gaze, who had also read the text message. She could tell that Su Enxi was also quite surprised.
After all, even according to the so-called novel's structure of beginning, development, climax, and resolution, with the sudden collapse of the Nibelungen underground in the capital, the Dragon King hidden within it also disappeared without a trace.
Now we should reach the "union" stage, which means family reunion, where everyone makes dumplings together.
But the dumplings haven't even been made yet, so why did the boss suddenly appear at the last minute before the curtain fell?
Something unusual must be going on, especially a boss who doesn't stir up trouble out of thin air.
Thinking of this, Mai Shude quickly looked down at the text message. The message was very simple, containing only one sentence: "I'll be waiting for you in Japan."
What does "waiting for us in Japan" mean? Mai Shude felt a little numb.
Although I know the boss loves to travel all over the world and owns multiple vacation properties, what is he doing in Japan at this time?
As a mixed-race person of Japanese descent, she was very familiar with the local situation.
Unlike the mixed-race society where order is secretly maintained by secret parties, the mixed-race world in Japan is controlled by an organization called the Snake-Headed Eight Families.
Moreover, unlike the Secret Service, which has gradually concealed its strength, they are not benevolent people.
Mai Shude knew all too well how terrifying the Snake Clan was, but she still couldn't understand why her boss wanted to go to Japan at this critical juncture.
Could it be that there is some Dragon King there that is about to be resurrected?
She looked at Su Enxi, but the other woman was equally confused.
However... it's not bad to go back to my hometown once in a while.
Mai suddenly felt a pang of craving for ramen and tempura.
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Neon lights?
Inside the special plane, flying smoothly at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Lu Mingfei flipped through the documents in his hand.
Without a moment's rest after leaving the capital, he boarded a plane.
The vice-principal clearly didn't want him to return to the college at this time, so he made up some excuse to send him to Japan to attend an anniversary event that was probably many years in the past.
In the past, Angers would participate in person, but this time, it was clear that Angers could not go, so this heavy responsibility could only be handed over to Lu Mingfei.
Although the vice principal spoke with great conviction on the phone, Lu Mingfei did not believe a single word he said.
He has his own channels. According to a handsome young man who wished to remain anonymous, ever since Frost led a delegation from the Board of Trustees to the college, the entire campus has been in chaos.
The vice principal has used every trick in the book to maintain the current delicate balance.
He didn't want Lu Mingfei, a flawed individual, to go back and ruin his hard work.
However, Lu Mingfei really didn't want to go back to the academy at this moment.
He gained a lot from his trip to the capital, but returning to the academy would not be suitable for him to put his skills to use.
This trip to Japan, ironically, allowed me to escape surveillance.
Moreover, Japan is just a small island nation, and there is probably no one that can defeat him.
He could use this opportunity to relax, comprehend the secret techniques, and take a further step towards the heavens.
As for whether something might happen in Japan, Lu Mingfei didn't even consider that question, since he wasn't alone in his group.
Lu Mingfei looked up into the cabin. This was the academy's Gulfstream business jet, which used to pick up and drop off Angers. Now it was his turn to enjoy it.
Since it's a private jet, there are no rules for passenger planes, so pets can be allowed on board.
Under Old Tang's seat, who was resting with his eyes closed, a large black dog was happily pawing at potato chips.
Not far away, in a cage, a small white snake lay listlessly on a tree branch, looking utterly despondent.
The Kassel College Neon Delegation... Reporting!