Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 506 Armor Fighting
In addition to the eyes, Lu Mingfei also saw "his" face. How should I put it? Although it was a little thin, it was a pretty face. It also had some Western features, handsome, but the first impression of this face was still beautiful.

With her short black hair, she looks like a tomboy girl who deliberately dresses like a boy.

She looked about the same age as me, about 17 or 18 years old. Unfortunately, she was too thin, which reduced her handsomeness and beauty. She was wearing a high-quality Western-style school uniform, like a child of an aristocrat.

But what kind of noble son would appear in such a place? The room was dark and damp, and perhaps even the servants in a noble family would not want to stay there.

Lu Mingfei leaned back into the mist. He recognized this face. Although he looked thinner, this was the boy he saw through the memories of Fire Angel and Zero.

The man he had seen was young and vigorous, commanding the black army as if he was going to conquer the world...but now, he was so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat.

Lu Mingfei was in deep thought. Although he didn’t know why he appeared like this after crossing the golden door, there was no doubt that this was the world behind the door.

But the most important thing right now is to figure out why he... no, why this boy appeared here and what he was going to do.

Lu Mingfei was not the only one in the room. Many boys of his age were standing anxiously or sitting uneasily. They were not well dressed and looked like teenagers, with poverty written all over their faces.

Compared to them, Lu Mingfei himself was still relatively wealthy. At the same time, he also understood why he had to sit in the mist. It was like a sheep thrown into a pack of wolves. If he didn't hide himself well, he would be eaten.

...However, Lu Mingfei felt that compared to these boys who pretended to be fierce, "he" might be the wolf.

After counting, there were nine boys in the room, including "himself". The iron door of the room was opened, and someone was carried in. When Lu Mingfei looked at the tenth boy who was carried in... or to be more precise, dragged in, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

There was no doubt that the boy was wearing a mobile armor. Although it was a bit tattered and old, the precise mechanical structure exposed from the broken armor pieces showed that it was undoubtedly a mobile armor.

However, the clothes they wore were much shorter and rougher than those worn by the girls around Lu Mingfei.

The girls' mobile armor was designed based on dragons, whose heights were generally over five meters. This armor was not much taller than humans, and seemed to be a replica of some kind of armor.

Following the mobile armor came a number of other people who looked like employees of the facility. They skillfully took the armor off the boy, gave him a painkiller injection for the boy who looked like he had a broken sternum, and threw him on a stretcher without taking care of him.

Then another boy was called and ran out in panic. Lu Mingfei followed him and roughly guessed what he was going to do.

Sure enough, the boy was standing in the corridor outside the door, and the mobile armor that was originally fixed to the wall fell down and wrapped him in it. The armor stood up shakily, and walked towards the end of the corridor with white steam.

There, there was an arena surrounded by an iron cage.

Lu Mingfei took a look at the armor hanging on the wall. Including the ones that had just been removed and those that had been taken off the injured boy, there were exactly ten, the same number as the boys in the room.

A boy in the room ran to the boy in front of the stretcher to ask, and the other boys also started to curse. Some cursed the owner of the facility, some cursed the opponent on the ring, and some cursed the boy on the stretcher.

Lu Mingfei listened to their conversation, trying to figure out where this place was and what “he” was doing.

Armor fighting, to put it simply, is underground boxing, but it is done with mobile armor.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a headache. He had heard about black boxing before and had longed for it when he was a middle school student. But when it really happened to him, especially when he was so thin that he might not even be as good as Chen Wenwen, it gave him a headache.

But now it seems that making money by fighting underground boxing does fit the image of "myself", a down-and-out aristocrat.

At this point, he no longer cares whether it is legal to let a group of underage kids fight in underground boxing or to fight with mobile armor. The common sense he has is obviously not applicable to the world behind the door.

While listening to the boys' discussion, Lu Mingfei had already figured out the rules of this armor fight. Simply put, it was a round-robin battle, with ten of them fighting against one person on the ring.

The opponent was said to be called Dragon Slayer, the strongest mobile armor fighter in this underground arena. Lu Mingfei sighed and roughly understood that the so-called ten consecutive battles were to let the boys be cannon fodder.

But they just couldn't refuse, because the bonus would allow these poor boys to live a good life for a while. The same was true for Lu Mingfei himself.

Lu Mingfei looked sideways and saw another boy hiding in the corner like him. He was as anxious as the other boys, and his short and thin figure that didn't even look like a boy made Lu Mingfei realize that "he" was still strong.

If Lu Mingfei sat here to hide the fact that he was dressed differently from the other boys, then this boy sat here simply because he was excluded.

Lu Mingfei saw more than once that the other boys smiled at him maliciously, and they all speculated that when it was his turn to go on the stage, he would only last a few seconds before being defeated miserably, but they were obviously supposed to be in the same group.

Taking another look at the boy, Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows again. He found that there was a reason why the boy was thin and short. Although he hid it well, his light brown delicate skin, his deliberately dirty but still handsome face and his smart eyes explained why he... no, he was the reason why she was so unsociable.

This is a girl, not like Lu Mingfei who looks like a pretty tomboy now, but a pretty girl with a tomboy look.

A girl pretended to be a boy and entered such a dangerous fighting game for boys. The reason was self-evident, it was for the bonus after the game. Her fingertips, which should have been delicate, were yellow and rough, like the marks left by handling some crude drugs.

But it's obvious that the money is not so easy to get.

Another defeated boy was carried in, and the girl pretending to be a boy was startled. Lu Mingfei followed her gaze and frowned.

This is the third challenger. Unlike the first two, one of whom had a broken sternum and the other had broken two upper arm bones, his skull was obviously cracked, and the injuries were completely different from those of the first two boys.

But Lu Mingfei felt calm. It was not that he was calm, but that “himself” was calm, as if he was used to it... or had seen even more brutal scenes.

Sighing softly, Lu Mingfei said faintly: "Qiukadoo, do you want to win?"

The tomboyish girl was startled. She withdrew her gaze from the boy who was carried in and looked at Lu Mingfei who was hidden in the mist with caution: "How do you know my name?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at her, and then at the outer shell of the dagger she was wearing, where her name was probably engraved. However, for a girl, this name was obviously inappropriate, so it must be the name of her relative.

The dagger was oriental, and the girl also had black hair and black eyes, looking oriental. This might be another reason why she was excluded by other boys. Except for "herself" who had black hair but a western look, a complete oriental person would be excluded here no matter how you looked at her.

Strangely enough, Lu Mingfei had never seen the words on the dagger, but he understood them the moment he saw them, just like he could communicate with the girl now. The girl noticed his gaze and said fiercely: "Mind your own business and don't talk too much!"

This is not the way a girl should talk, but this is how poor boys communicate. Whoever is weak deserves to be bullied. If a girl pretending to be a boy wants to avoid being bullied, this is the only way.

"Pretending to be fierce won't make you truly fierce." Lu Mingfei said dimly, "Answer me, do you want to win?"

One of the rules of this armor fight is that as long as these boys participate, they can get money. The longer they stay on the field, the more money they can get. Otherwise, when they saw the injury of the first boy, these boys would have shouted to quit, which is why the third boy was so seriously injured.

Qiukadu only wanted to buy more time and get more money. However, every child who came here had thought, what if they could really win? The prize money they would get was not comparable to the mere participation prize.

But even though she wanted to win, Qiukadu was still alert. The first thing she learned after dressing up as a boy was not to trust anyone.

This is the common feature of almost all the boys in the room. Otherwise, they could have colluded with each other and used the convenience of the round-robin battle to hold out for a longer time, instead of sneering at the boy who was injured and fell to the ground like they are doing now.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The enemy's armor is different from the scrap metal here. It has obviously undergone some special treatment." Lu Mingfei looked at the ground.

After the employees of the fighting arena dismantled the armor, some obviously scrapped armor plates and parts were thrown away. He compared the damage marks on them and easily concluded that the output of the opponent's mobile armor was not comparable to these scraps of copper and iron here.

The equipment of both sides was totally unequal. This so-called ten-game series was nothing more than a show match. They were just cannon fodder that was randomly rubbed by the stars in the fighting arena.

"Bah, is this cheating?" Qiukadu cursed harshly.

"Theoretically, it's OK if you have the ability to strengthen your armor." Lu Mingfei said, looking around, "But it's obvious that no one here has the ability."

"How do you want to win?" Qiukadu looked at him sideways, like a street thug, obviously distrusting this elusive guy.

It's not like Lu Mingfei had thought of using a round-robin method to delay time, but none of the boys here are good people. There's nothing they can't do, from stealing to kidnapping and extortion. It's totally what they deserved to be injured like this after going on the field.

Trust is the least valuable thing here. But she didn't mind listening to this guy, mainly because she would be more nervous if no one talked to her in this situation.

"Which one are you going to go on stage?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

"The sixth one," replied Jokadu.

"The sixth one..." Lu Mingfei turned his head to look.

The mobile armors were neatly arranged in the corridor. He felt inexplicably familiar with the black armor that was ranked seventh. That should be the armor he was using for this armor combat.

"You're in front of me. You're really lucky." Lu Mingfei chuckled. "After all, if I had gone on stage earlier, you wouldn't have had the chance to go on stage."

Qiukadu glared at him fiercely, not knowing where he got so much confidence from: "What do you want to do?"

"Simple, I will help you win." Lu Mingfei glanced at her, "In exchange, you have to give me half of the prize money after you win. After all, it seems that I am quite short of money."

"Half? Why don't you just go and grab it!" Qiukadu's voice was a little louder, which annoyed the other boys.

She fell silent. Although saying harsh words could make her look more fierce, she was still the least fierce among the group of children.

“I know you need a lot of money to buy medicine. Even if only half of the prize money is left after winning, it will be enough for you to use for a long time.” Lu Mingfei said softly.

Jukadu was shocked. She had never told him this. She really needed money to buy medicine.

"Why me?" she asked puzzledly. There were many boys in the room who were stronger and better at operating armor than her, so why did he choose her?
Lu Mingfei glanced at her dimly: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Tell a lie first," said Jukadu.

"The lie is that you were in front of me, and now I have no one else to choose except you," said Lu Mingfei.

Qiukadu was stunned for a moment and found that while she was talking to Lu Mingfei, the fifth child had been called out, and she was the next one to come on stage.

"What...what's the truth?" she stuttered. It was useless to say these things at this time, but she needed someone to help her relieve her tension.

"The truth is," Lu Mingfei glanced at her and said in a low voice, "I just can't bear to see a girl suffer like this."

Qiukadu was stunned. This was her biggest and most unspeakable secret. Otherwise, if a tomboy revealed her gender among a group of bullies, the bullying she would suffer in the future might be put in quotation marks.

"You..." She really wanted to ask how the other party knew that, but the guard at the door had already knocked on the fence to let her in.

She stood up with a livid face. She should not have listened to this guy's nonsense. Now she was even more nervous. Amid the laughter of other boys, she clumsily put on the heavy mobile armor, took a deep breath and walked forward.

Suddenly, the fence on one side of the corridor was knocked, and the boy with purple eyes looked at her silently and motioned for her to pass.

Although he knew that this was the culprit that distracted her, Qiukadu was also stunned after seeing his appearance. Such a noble boy would be very popular with girls in both the East and the West, and he should not be here no matter how you look at it.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, she walked over. The boy with purple eyes did not speak, but reached out and touched the visor on her body. Not sure if it was an illusion, but Qiukadu saw a flash of gold in his eyes. The gorgeous purple-gold color was mysterious and dazzling.

"Okay, go get your victory." Lu Mingfei withdrew his hand, "Don't forget my share."

Watching the tomboy-like girl go up to the ring, Lu Mingfei sighed in annoyance. In the situation where everything was unknown, he should have done nothing. But, as he said just now... Who would be willing to watch a girl who was trying hard to live suffer?

(End of this chapter)