Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 87 The prophecy that subverts the world
The end of the "3E" exam was approaching, and a strong madness swept the entire exam room.

As if the doomsday is coming, the students vented their cowardice, tyranny and desires in the classroom that are usually unknown in their hearts.

Some were singing and dancing, some were hysterical.

Some people can’t fill the gaps in their hearts, they can’t even draw on a few blank sheets of paper, and the crazy and messy lines fill the entire table; Like a freehand painter, he painted abstract lines all over the whiteboard on the podium.

Professor Manstein was itching with anger outside the classroom. If it wasn't for the thick glass window, Lu Mingfei suspected that this money-greedy old man would rush in the next second to take away the criminal evidence of the students who vandalized public property. Write it down and ask them to claim compensation afterwards!

"The exam is almost over, and it's our turn to enter." Nuonuo pointed to the quarter clock in the classroom, and corrected the badge with the "Assistant Proctor" on it.

"Our job is to go in and collect the test papers and appease the students' emotions. It should be noted that some people have just awakened from spiritual vision, and their emotions may be unstable and they may behave aggressively. Please be more tolerant."

"What should I worry about?" Lu Mingfei asked suspiciously, "You mean, they might treat me as a target to vent and hurt me?"

"No, I'm worried that after they shot at you, you would overreact and hurt them." Nuonuo glared at Lu Mingfei angrily, "I saw you and Caesar and Chu Zihang If you fight, you will know that you are a violent madman!"

"The shot you gave me here yesterday gave me nightmares all night!"

Nuonuo rubbed the center of her brows. A day ago, Lu Mingfei held up the Desert Eagle, pointed the black muzzle at her position, and sprayed out ruthless Friggian bullets. Until now, she saw Lu Mingfei's forehead There will be an illusion of being shrouded in shadows!
"That's because your psychological quality is too poor. Being shot by Friga bullets will make you have nightmares all night. That puts you on the dragon-slaying battlefield I experienced last time. You must not be frightened by that dragon servant." Incontinence?"

Lu Mingfei didn't like Nuo Nuo's tricks, while making complaints, he passed Nuo Nuo and pushed open the heavy door of the classroom and stepped in.

"This guy!" Nuonuo scratched Lu Mingfei's back fiercely.

"This is the end of the '3E' exam. Candidates are asked to put down the pencils in their hands, tidy up the test papers... and the whiteboard, and wait in their seats. The two assistant invigilators will take back the test papers one by one." Lu Mingfei said with a mouthful of Chinese. Proctor cavity.

With the end of the broadcast, the classroom that was half singing and dancing and half crying and howling ghosts and wolves gradually settled down.

The girl who showed off her ballet posture on the podium before shyly covered the hem of her school skirt and returned to her seat; the African boy who seemed to have died of his parents looked at Lu Mingfei blankly with tears in his eyes, As if he hadn't recovered from it, he didn't know how his dead black father turned into a yellow-skinned Chinese boy in the blink of an eye.

Ling looked at Lu Mingfei, and Qilan also looked at Lu Mingfei, but the former remained expressionless as before, while the latter looked at Lu Mingfei even more intensely... as if looking at a stunning lover.

Ling watched Lu Mingfei roll up the test papers along the rows of seats. When she approached her, she deliberately put the picture of the black dragon and the boy that she drew originally in the middle of the stack of test papers where it was least noticeable.

"I'll count." Lu Mingfei walked to Ling's side, intending to use the name of counting the test papers to secretly see what she saw in the spirit vision, but was stopped by Ling's words.

"No need to count, there are nine in total." Zero said a few more words than usual, "Just put them in this order..."

"No peeking."

"Okay, okay, don't peek." Lu Mingfei shook his head helplessly, and stapled the nine smeared sheets of paper together with a stapler.

When Lu Mingfei rolled over to Qilan's side, the Indian boy's eyes were still absent-minded, and two tears ran down his entire cheek from the eye sockets, as if he hadn't been able to get away from the scene seen by the spirit vision.

"Don't be too sad, even the fate of misery is a thing of the past, and life should still look forward." Lu Mingfei looked at Qilan's distraught look while counting the eight test papers on his desk , couldn't help comforting softly.

"I saw it..." Qi Lan's eyes seemed to gradually find their focus, and the focus was on Lu Mingfei in front of him.

"I know that in the spirit vision, you will always see the picture that you care about most in your heart. The thing that a person cares about the most is often the thing that makes him sad and unforgettable..."

Speaking of this, Lu Mingfei's voice seemed to be choked in his throat, and came to an abrupt end.

Qilan's first seven test papers were all filled with scribbles, and there were extremely messy lines inside, like a child's stick figure, and there were also crooked symbols, all of which were relatively high-purity dragon writing.

And his eighth test paper was blank.

What made Lu Mingfei suddenly silent was that Qilan had actually answered eight questions. When he lifted the last blank sheet of paper on Qilan's desk, the last answer drawn on the desk came into view.

Although the picture is very abstract and the painting is a bit rough, but Lu Mingfei seems to be blessed, he understood the painting in an instant.

On the screen, there is a stalwart figure stepping on top of everyone's heads. He holds his head up, as if he is waving his saber at the sky god hanging high above his head.

"I saw it..." Qilan still repeated this sentence, his tone was like an old Indian magician, but different from the state of depression and apathy just now, he stared at Lu Mingfei with blazing eyes.

"You don't mean to say that the person you see in your spiritual vision is me?" Lu Mingfei looked suspiciously at the young Indian old man.

"Please, big brother, even if you say so, I have no intention of joining the Freshman Association. Believe in yourself, the position of president must belong to you. Under your leadership, the Freshman Association will definitely prosper!"

Lu Mingfei stapled the seven test papers and a piece of blank paper, and then marked the corner of Qilan's desk so that Professor Manstein would send the staff from the school engineering department to take them away later.

Lu Mingfei was about to leave.

"It was indeed you that I saw in my spirit vision."

Qilan's words made Lu Mingfei stop, and he looked back at the Indian boy.

The boy's expression was as solemn as a missionary of the Vatican religion, as if an oracle descended on him, sweeping away the cowardly soul that was crying just now from this body.

He used the calmest tone as if he was reading some kind of scripture.

"My awakened word spirit is a 'prophet', and in my spirit vision, I miraculously saw a corner of the future."

"It's not Cassel College that you're subverting."

"It's the whole world."

(End of this chapter)