Chapter 195 Investment

Lu Mingfei tried to swing this fierce alchemical weapon with one hand, which was similar to a two-handed chain sword - a ripper sword - and it turned out to be surprisingly smooth.

And with the physical strengthening brought about by the boiling of dragon blood, he even felt as if he had regained a trace of the feeling he had when he was an Astartes and wielded a chain sword.

...There is still a lack of a heretic or alien to test the sword with.

The alchemical weapon in Lu Mingfei's hand is strictly speaking "alien technology" and has not been blessed by the God of All Machines or verified by the Imperial Military Industry Department. Using this weapon is a very disloyal act and may result in mechanical damage. The rejection and hostility of theistic religions.

However, they do like to recycle alien technology. For example, the green Necron swords that Lu Mingfei once captured gave the battle group a considerable amount of supplies.

Although the technology of the human empire has stagnated for more than 10,000 years, the existing technological achievements are based on the residue of the past golden age of mankind. The development of science and technology relies entirely on reverse restoration of archaeological excavations;

But even the technological remnants of the golden age are not comparable to the technological level of the third millennium in his hometown. Just like the seemingly simple chain sword, Lu Mingfei was able to make one when he returned to his hometown—— In fact, there is a huge gap. For example, the saw teeth on the chain blade are made of sharp and deadly single-molecule materials. They are consumables like bullets and can be directly replaced after the saw teeth are worn out.

Now it is not impossible to replace it with alchemical weapons, and it is indeed easy to use. For example, Lu Mingfei's "Jingyue" bathed in the emperor's holy glory once chopped off King Bai's head.

"Let's give it a name first, leader. This is my first work. I'll study how to make it come alive later..." With that, Old Tang ran not far away and was wrapped in linen strips. In front of the solid White King Dragon Bones, he picked up the "Dragon Binding Rope" that had been broken into several pieces on the ground.

"The Tooth of Destruction."

Lu Mingfei controlled the alchemy ripper sword to stop its roar and rotation, and returned to its original size of a one-handed chainsword.

"Sounds like dealing with dishonest bank personnel..." Old Tang complained softly.

"It's not a dishonest person, it's a heretic believer." Lu Mingfei corrected, while mentally calculating the time it took the alchemist sergeant to create this alchemical weapon - less than five minutes.

The Weeping Angels Chapter now undoubtedly has the ability to mass-produce alchemical weapons on its own!

"If you need anything from now on, you can tell me, whether it's money or food... I will try my best to help you get it." Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and made up his mind. No matter what he said, he would not let others take over the battle group. This alchemist sergeant was abducted!

"Captain, what you said is too outrageous! I am now a member of the war group, and I serve the great emperor wholeheartedly. Talking about money is too tacky!" Old Tang held the bronze chain and spoke righteously. appearance.

"I remember you said that you would give a sum of money to the orphanage that adopted you every month. This money can be handed over to the war group's funds in the future." Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Captain, you are so attentive. You even remember such trivial things as mine..." Old Tang seemed deeply moved, patting his chest with one hand and saying, "Captain, don't worry, I, Old Tang, will definitely work for the club wholeheartedly in the future!"

But then he smiled contemptuously, held the bronze chain and approached Lu Mingfei and whispered: "Captain, I seem to remember that the branch in Japan is very obedient to you. Do you think you can let them do that?" side……"

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The fire crackled in the fireplace, and the burning flames drove away the winter cold.

The snow on the skylight in the dome has not yet melted, and the dim light that filtered out only illuminated a few books on the quaint bookshelf that extended to the dome, and was then swallowed up by the indoor lights. A few red squirrels huddled in the corner of the bookshelf. The nest was sleeping peacefully.

Lu Mingfei walked up the stairs to the second floor and saw another guest invited by Ange for this afternoon tea - Schneider, the director of the executive department.

He nodded slightly to show courtesy, and Schneider's silver-grey eyes were watching him at the same time, with a hint of awe... and suspicion.

"Hello, Mingfei. It seems that your winter vacation this time is a bit short."

Principal Ange's smile seemed to always be so gentle. He stood by the mahogany tea cabinet and selected tea cans. "Do you two have any special tea you want to drink?"

"It's up to me." Lu Mingfei sat down at the table with a calm expression.

"Just a cup of hot water, thank you." Schneider said.

"Then Dahongpao." Ange reached out and took out a tin can from the tea cabinet. He walked back to the tea table and used a small spoon to spread the green-brown tea leaves into the still steaming bone china pot. "You should try it." Try it, Schneider.”

"No matter how good the tea is, it's no different from plain water when I drink it."

Schneider said hoarsely, stretched out his hand to pour boiling water into the teapot, and poured himself another cup while the tea was fragrant.

"That's really a pity." Ange tightened the lid of the tea can and looked at Lu Mingfei with his hands folded: "Then while waiting for the tea to be warm enough to drink, are you still interested in sharing something with us, Mingfei? ."

"Yes, and there are many," Lu Mingfei nodded, "I want to resolve the school board matter first."

"School Board..." Ange raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by Lu Mingfei's answer.

"Although I'm not the kind of person who won't take action without evidence, but with the enemy in front of us, I don't want to directly break my skin and trigger an internal strife." Lu Mingfei looked calm.

Angers and Schneider both knew that Lu Mingfei was referring to the employer behind the mixed-race mercenary "Sebastian". It was impossible to find the other party when all of them were dead and all darknet records were destroyed.

"Then how do you plan to solve this matter?" Ange said quietly.

"This matter can be left for later. Now I need to follow what I said at the last meeting. They are responsible for the investment, and my battle group and I are responsible for exterminating heretics and aliens. It's that simple." Lu Mingfei said slowly, With the aura of a superior that cannot be refused.

In Lu Mingfei's knowledge, there are many people who know about the existence of dragon bones. The first is the seven family heads of the Japanese branch (Uesugi Eri is not included), and the second is the school board. The biggest suspect is undoubtedly Gattuso's family; Principal Angers's suspicion was the least, even if it was stolen by him, it would not be stored in his ice cellar in the end.

If it weren't for the worry that his impulsive behavior might be part of the plan of the All-Changing Demon Lord, he would have been ready to come to the house with a knife and interrogate them one by one.

Although not acting impulsively may be part of the plan of the All-Changing Demon King... but a stable situation is at least more conducive to the development of himself and the war group.

"Investment? Do you think dragon slaying is a business?" Schneider asked in a low voice.

"It's just due remuneration," Lu Mingfei corrected, "Don't the commissioners of the execution department also need to be paid, and do they need the equipment department to provide weapons?"

Alchemist Sergeant Old Tang probably can't rub the air to make an alchemy weapon out of thin air, so a lot of materials and supplies are still needed; and with the development of the battle group, in the future, the battle brothers will always have to eat even if they don't get paid. Well, he has to eat several bowls of rice a day... all of which requires a lot of money.

Schneider looked away and stopped talking.

"Then I will hold an online meeting of school directors based on this matter tomorrow to discuss and try to get more sponsorship and financing for your war group." Angers smiled.

"Yeah," Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Now let's talk about the Dragon Clan, Mingfei. Can you tell us more details about the 'next generation' you killed in Japan?" Angers held the teapot and gave it to himself and Lu Ming Fei's bone china cup was filled with steaming and fragrant tea, "For example, the source of your power to kill him was some kind of particularly powerful word spirit?"

"Word Spirit? I don't have a Word Spirit. What supported me in killing that alien was the blessing of the great emperor." Lu Mingfei seemed to have remembered something, "By the way, Principal Angers, before I entered school, Man Professor Stein once said that if I kill a second-generation species, he will make the entire academy believe in the Emperor. I wonder if this is still true now?"