Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 61 [The last piece of the puzzle of life]

Lu Mingfei has absolute confidence in his ability to counter the beauty trap.

However.
Is this really the reality?
"No, I haven't eaten yet."

In the restaurant, Lu Mingfei first rejected Chen Motong's invitation with legitimate reasons.

Oh, it's not like he was sitting still or trying to shirk responsibility—

He really wanted to eat high-quality steak.

He is really hungry.

It was a rare opportunity to come to a high-end restaurant, and he didn't want to miss it.

Seeing this, Chen Motong was not annoyed. She shrugged and continued playing with her phone.

Lu Mingfei also kept up the hacking process - although he felt a little embarrassed to spy on a girl's screen, it was a necessary sacrifice.

——At least I didn’t look at the password-locked photo gallery called ‘Selfie’ in Chen Motong’s phone.

——The moral level is a bit too anthropomorphic.

As he was thinking about this, Lu Mingfei suddenly discovered that Chen Motong had switched the chat box.

She first lied about Caesar not coming, and now instead of taking any action to make amends, she texted someone named [Waiter].

Are you ready?

Prepare? What preparation?
[Understood, miss. We will place the water in the direction of that gentleman.]

Lu Mingfei frowned.

Water? My side?
I see. Did they tamper with the water on my side?
Lu Mingfei used his 'common sense' to try to guess - after all, it was Cassel, and considering the recent interactions between him and Cassel, this 'added' water probably couldn't be something normal. It couldn't be a drug, right?
Wow, this woman knocked me, Lu Mingfei, unconscious on the ground. What does she want to do with me when she takes me back?

Lu Mingfei was scared.

Fortunately, I peeked at the screen and switched the mirror frequently, otherwise I might not be able to stop these bad thoughts.

While thinking about it——

Chen Motong suddenly covered his stomach.

Her face was definitely not pretty.

"Lu Mingfei, do you remember?"

Chen Motong maintained a serious expression, raised his head, looked at the man, and poured out heavy words.

“Chongqing hotpot.”

"Please go to the toilet."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand. He had no interest in watching the beautiful older sister "run free" in front of him.

And a good opportunity.

After a while, the servants brought the wine and food together.

Lu Mingfei first thanked the attendant and then stood up.

His eyes swept over the restaurant's surveillance camera, hacking into it instantly and replacing the footage with fake ones.

The perception spread to twenty meters around to make sure no one saw him.

Do it.

He stood up, slightly covered the dining table with his upper body to create a visual blind spot, and pretended to get the bread before the meal.

But at that moment - he suddenly reached out his hand, twisted the rim of the cup with his thumb, and exerted a little force with his index finger. The glass cup rotated and turned silently, changing its direction.

After changing the water, he placed the water that Chen Motong had "customized" for him opposite.

He took the appetizer bread to his plate and stood up as if nothing had happened.

Then he waited for what would happen next.

The problematic water was in front of Chen Motong. Although he didn't know the specific effect, if it was a drug, he would go hack Cassel again. This time he couldn't be gentle and just send a Japanese action movie. He would send the action movie secretly, and then send them a picture of a jumping ghost face when he detected that these users were watching it.

If this is a laxative, then I will deliberately take Chen Motong into the car of an experienced driver in Fuzhou and take her around the Fuzhou Ring Expressway.

如果
With a gentle plan in mind, Chen Motong was finally released from the toilet.

Looking at her dress, Lu Mingfei became inexplicably curious. How could these girls squat in the toilet while dressed so beautifully?

Does Ip Man squat?

However, before Lu Mingfei could come up with a conclusion, Chen Motong just sat down and picked up the cup directly.

Woohoo——

Drink it.

Lu Mingfei is focused.

How do you feel now, how do you feel!
However, to Lu Mingfei's surprise——

she.
no feeling.

Chen Motong put down the water as if nothing had happened, and his expression did not change even for a moment.

Does it take time to work?
Or.
"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Chen Motong looked at Lu Mingfei, then suddenly raised her eyes and smiled slyly, "Why, are you curious about the taste of this cup of mine?"

After that, she picked up the water.

Fine water droplets condensed on the wall of the glass, reflecting starlight in the warm light.

When Chen Motong's red hair fell on her shoulders, it brushed against the crystal earrings, and the cold metallic light happened to fall into the corners of her upturned eyes.

The last syllable of her words was like the tip of a knife dipped in honey. Before Lu Mingfei could react, he saw her right hand clasp the rim of the glass with three fingers, her ring finger and pinky finger stretched out like a swan's neck, and the glass spun in her palm in a breathtaking arc.

The liquid shook and broke into seventeen or eighteen pieces of shimmering light.

"Then give it to you."

".It's just ordinary mineral water."

"No, I added some colorless sugar and lemon juice to your portion." Chen Motong tilted his head and smiled, "But... is it my illusion? Why does my cup seem sweet too?"

【——————————】

Lu Mingfei froze in place.

Just a little sugar?

Is this your addition? Is that necessary?

No, it's not necessary.

on purpose?
Why is the reaction so flat?

Did the other party guess that he would [switch] the water?

Do you think you're being cautious? No, if you were being cautious, shouldn't you have switched all the food?
Wait, isn't the fundamental question...
Thinking is misplaced at this moment.

Instinct was telling Lu Mingfei the only answer—

【Her actions lead to only one outcome.】

Click.

There was a strange sound in my ears.

It was the sound of a camera shutter, coming from Chen Motong's mobile phone in front of him.

then
【Chat Interface】

Chen Motong: [picture.jpg]

Before Lu Mingfei could question Chen Motong in confusion, he saw a photo that Chen Motong had sent to [Caesar] in his right half of the field of vision, with Lu Mingfei's face on it.

With long and slender eyelashes and clear eyes like still water, the boy has developed an indescribable temperament after three months of baptism. It is said that mystery makes a man more attractive. Lu Mingfei has that kind of story-telling feeling, and with the soft facial lines, he does have a bit of Japanese boyish feeling.

But the boy in the photo had a look of obvious surprise on his face, as if he had heard some incomprehensible information.

The text messages continue to be sent.

Chen Motong: [Why are you so surprised? ]

Chen Motong: [It's like I said something wrong.]

Is she talking to herself?
[——She knows that I can see her chat interface?!]

impossible!
From Lu Mingfei's perspective, the ability he inherited from Night City, which allowed him to hack into any electrical appliance with just a glance, is impossible to replicate in this world.

Or at least, that was his conclusion after conducting an investigation.

When he hacked into Chen Motong's phone, he learned from the Night Watchman Forum that there are also special abilities in this world. For example, this group of mixed-bloods possess a superpower called "Word Spirit".

But among them, there is definitely no one as exaggerated as himself.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei always assumed that his actions would not be seen through by anyone.

But at this moment, cracks appeared in reality.

【——————】

The music in the restaurant was soothing and melodious, and Lu Mingfei, who had been rubbing his index finger and thumb in the audience, also stopped.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't spent three months in Night City, he would have been yelling with a pale face, "Who the hell is this monster!!!" But the current Lu Mingfei was different.

His mind raced.

——This doesn't seem like a situation where I can get a direct answer. If the other party has direct intelligence about my words, they can indeed disguise themselves starting from the internal information of the mobile phone. However, the information in Chen Motong's mobile phone does not look fake at all, and there is no such sign.

——So this is it.
A trap based on the assumption that Lu Mingfei's power of words is to hack into electronic devices?
"correct answer!"

Chen Motong guessed something from Lu Mingfei's expression, snapped his fingers, and spoke with a smile.

"Let me make it clear first, it wasn't me who made the plan, it was Caesar. In his words, 'It's to give the new S-class a chance to get to know me.'"

"Before coming here, he reviewed all the surveillance footage of Shilan Middle School on the day Norma and you fought. He then determined that your fight with Norma wasn't simply a [hacking skill], but was probably a Word Spirit."

"Therefore, in order to determine the type and ability of your Word Spirit, he set a trap."

At this moment, Caesar suddenly sent a message in Chen Motong's chat interface.

You're looking at me.

【Lu Mingfei】

[Although I can't get your consent here, I will assume that I can continue.]

【So--】

First, based on the surveillance footage from Shilan Middle School and the internet cafe Norma investigated, I considered the possibility that you were faking it. Even so, I can roughly infer from the time difference between the eyewitnesses that Lu Mingfei did not enter the online classroom and was indeed playing StarCraft while in the internet cafe. This roughly concludes that Lu Mingfei's ability is something like 'high-precision control of electrical appliances without hands,' but the [triggering conditions] are unknown.

[Most people don't dare to assume, but based on the known information, Lu Mingfei has never touched the computer in the computer room under surveillance. So, although it is hard to believe, the reactionary condition of the ability is likely to only require "visual observation".

So, my plan is - counter-evidence: I deliberately placed the electrical appliances within Lu Mingfei's observation range, allowing him to hack into them, and even deliberately wrote the information on his face.

[It's obvious. When conflicting information appears, you can't help but react. And the moment you react, it also confirms that Lu Mingfei's ability is indeed electronic hacking, not just a hacker.]

Caesar's plan was simple, but effective.

It's a bit two-dimensional.
But this is also recorded in Death Note.

Similar to the actions when 'l and Light Yagami first fought'.

Faced with the Death Note whose 'usage method' is uncertain, L uses the death row prisoners on TV channels in a limited area as bait to lure Light Yagami into using the Death Note that 'only requires knowing the name', in order to prove his own guess.

Caesar also didn't know Lu Mingfei's ability, but he determined from the surveillance that "at least no touching is required". Combining the video information and eyewitness testimony, he assumed "visual" as the minimum condition and began to prove it.

This plan has two levels of threshold.

The first level involves L knowing that Light Yagami's aggressive nature would lead him to murder. Caesar, from Lu Mingfei's attempts at electronic warfare with Norma and his proactive contact with Cassel, guessed that Lu Mingfei would hack into Chen Motong's phone. The second level requires the courage to hypothesize. L, presumably the only person in the world who could so wildly hypothesize a "name-only" method of killing, wouldn't dare to speculate on Lu Mingfei's terrifying electronic hacking abilities, yet Caesar dared to do so.

The reason why Caesar did this was—

[On the plane to Fuzhou, I looked up some information about you and learned that you like watching anime.]

[I intentionally used the plot of your favorite anime, I hope you are satisfied. 】

Now publicly available intelligence: The weakness of cyber hackers is that their brains work too quickly. When they are invading, when they realize what they have seen, it is often too late.

Damn it, I learned that. Next time I’ll use this trick to frame Big Sister Lucy.

As for what Caesar said, was he satisfied or not?

That was truly satisfying. The plan itself wasn't simple, but Lu Mingfei still admired the man's execution from the bottom of his heart. He deliberately put on a smile like a criminal in Detective Conan who had just been exposed. "That's amazing. So the Chongqing hotpot thing was a lie from the beginning, right? You just used this excuse to create the legitimacy of Caesar's absence and make it easy for Chen Motong to disappear at any time, giving me time to commit the crime?"

Cassel is not entirely a bug!
Chen Motong smiled and didn't answer.

"Someone who took the initiative to provoke Cassel and confront Norma head-on naturally has his own pride. And I have to say that his ability is indeed higher than that of most of Cassel's students."

"An S-rank that only appears once in a century. Naturally, we have to 'leave a lasting impression without causing a negative reaction from the opponent.'"

Instead, it was the man whispering in the presidential room of the Royal Holiday Hotel, a kilometer away.

"Well, that's expected."

Sitting on the platinum-colored seat, the man was smiling with a reserved and elegant demeanor.

He was a man, a strikingly handsome man, with dazzling golden hair draped over his shoulders, a face like a Greek sculpture, and eyes the color of a gorgeous ocean blue.

This is what a natural born emperor is like.

At this time, the emperor was wearing a noble white suit, with his hands on his chest and his head tilted back, like a lion that would never lower its head.

The shiny black leather shoes are his sharp claws, the straight high-end Italian handmade suit is the fur that protects him from any harm, and his imposing appearance is too regal.

Plan strategies within the tent and win the battle thousands of miles away - from "Records of the Grand Historian: The Annals of Emperor Gaozu" by Sima Qian of the Western Han Dynasty.

For Caesar Gattuso, these are the most appropriate words.

As the leader of the Kassel College Student Union, such scenes were all within his expectations.

On the plane, in order to please Lu Mingfei, Caesar reluctantly watched the animation of Death Note.

ps: This anime was animated in 2006.

That’s right, Caesar is such a wise man, who can put his knowledge into practice and achieve success easily.

And what next?

Next, it was time for Caesar to arrive at the scene and personally invite Lu Mingfei, who was frightened by his amazing wisdom, to the student union.

He would stretch out his hand under the colorful lights, he would stand, Lu Mingfei would sit down, and the two of them would complete the historic recruitment under the witness of Nuonuo.

With such a wise man, why can't we unify Kassel?

My victory is a failure.

Before that, however, there's one last thing to do.

哗 啦 啦 啦 啦
The sound of running water gradually died down in his ears, replaced by the sound of a warm breeze. Caesar held his chest high.

Just like the emperor who is about to lead an expedition
Get up from the platinum automatic toilet.

“Chongqing hotpot, not bad.”

At this point, Chongqing hotpot is actually real and was not part of the plan at all. It would be better to say that the plan itself was conceived because I was so bored sitting on the toilet one afternoon that I couldn't even put it into words.
-
Although I have said it a long time ago, I need to emphasize it again now——

Lu Mingfei has a high [Intelligence] attribute, but he is not a particularly smart person.

This is something that cannot be helped. This is not some weird urban light novel. No one can suddenly become smarter and turn from a street shoe repairman into Zhuge Kongming.

The life of a mercenary only made him more daring and a little bit despicable.

As for the jokes made by Caesar and Nono, they were not excessive, and Lu Mingfei was not angry.

But I do feel a little bit of sympathy for the two of them, and a little bit of frustration.

It's like practicing a game character for a long time, but reality tells you that you can't beat your friend.

In fact, I wasn't too upset, too humiliated, or too cruel, but I just felt suffocated.

And it's very familiar.

Lu Mingfei suddenly understood.

Familiar—because he had seen these before.

From childhood to adulthood, he had endured countless instances of this kind of "not-so-cruel suppression" from his aunt, uncle, Fatty Lu Mingfei, Zhao Menghua, Chen Wenwen, and even every classmate in school.
Are they really that hard on themselves?
Absolutely not.

Sometimes, it's just a simple joke.

But those little disappointments were never released or transformed; they piled up in the dead child's heart, and then gradually grew, becoming impossible to ignore, hysterical, and ugly.

Lu Mingfei said that he saved David initially just for the sake of being "cool" - perhaps this was also a compensation for his childish heart.

He didn't "mature" because of Night City because he hadn't yet gathered the conditions to grow up.

He was much slower than the others. Even if he killed people and massacred gangs, it was still that dead kid.

That's lame.
Growth. If Lu Mingfei's growth in life requires the last piece of the puzzle, what is it?

"Alright, alright. Even if Brother Caesar is as accurate as a god, may I ask what you are doing here, Big Sister?"

Lu Shenren suppressed his inner thoughts and continued to ask as if nothing had happened, with that cowardly look on his face again.

It would not be difficult for him to kill Chen Motong, but for some reason, he did not intend to do so.

Just like he could have killed Norma and the Flame Bull Slayer if he had wanted to, there was a way, but he didn't do it.

why?

Are you used to it?
Because he tacitly accepted that the 'Dragon World' was a world where he should suffer humiliation and remain silent?

he.
"Me?" At the same time, Nuonuo said sincerely, "Low EQ, I was dragged here to be a vase. High EQ, have you heard of the 'profiling' ability?"

"Probably? It often appears in crime movies, where they infer a counselor's mental state by observing his behavior, and then analyze his personality, living environment, occupation, upbringing and other things." Lu Mingfei replied.

"Hmm, I'm an expert at this—you don't seem to believe me, so why not give it a try?"

"Please come in." Lu Mingfei gestured.

"Hmm, so you're a loser, you don't have a girlfriend, and your grades are average."

"Caselle can investigate this part."

"You've had a crush on a girl."

"That can also be investigated."

"You are a coward and a loner. When you are nervous, you like to talk nonsense to cover yourself up."

"Everyone who sees my face says that."

"You have recently experienced severe mental stress. This is not simply a psychological phenomenon as Cassel investigated."

"."

Lu Mingfei suddenly stopped talking.

But Chen Motong continued talking.

"Let me be clear, my ability isn't that great, but I can at least see a few snippets: a chaotic city, stimulants, drugs, and strippers. You've participated in large-scale arms races, and considering Norma's intelligence, I think you have clairvoyance."

The woman said casually, "Clairvoyance is a natural phenomenon among us hybrids. I occasionally see strange images. Some are of our ancestors, important people, unforgettable memories, or completely unrelated hallucinations."

炕。

Fingertips flicked across the silver knife on the porcelain plate, and Nono concluded, "As for you, it's most likely the latter. It's a self-created illusion."

Looking up, Nono noticed Lu Mingfei's unhappy expression and added, "You don't seem convinced. Do you want to ask more questions about your clairvoyance? Unfortunately, I'm the only one who knows the content of your clairvoyance, as I possess the ability to profile."

Finally, after finishing this long conclusion, the weariness on Nono's face completely disappeared, the mask was torn off, revealing a smile that was a bit presumptuous and rather lewd.

"Junior brother, you don't want to be kept in the dark for the rest of your life, unaware of the truth about the spiritual world, do you?"

"Forget about Caesar. Do you want to be my little brother, sister?"

That’s right, Chen Motong suddenly wanted to take Lu Mingfei as her little brother. This was also the reason why she invited Lu Mingfei to go out for a walk with her before.

why?
Just as shown in Lu Mingfei's [Game Panel], Chen Motong likes to adopt dead children. This is an act to fill a psychological void - and the first time she saw Lu Mingfei, after witnessing those spiritual visions, she unconsciously felt pity for Lu Mingfei.

Although all the students in Kassel had seen blood, none of them had seen it as exaggerated as in Lu Mingfei's memory, which was comparable to a sci-fi horror thriller.

Chen Motong learned from Norma that Lu Mingfei had even reported to the psychiatric department initially.

The way he is now is probably forced, right?
Chen Motong made such a conclusion without authorization.

So, the instinctive reaction of raising a bad boy was triggered, and Chen Motong wanted to help the bad boy without any malice.

I will protect this poor kid - this idea was born.

——But, is this really a good thing?

The story diverges

At some point, the devil's voice echoed in my ears, just like the host in a group chat, playing the role of a bystander, but with a bad taste in his mouth.

[Brother, the wheel of fate is always so heavy. Even if you don't want it and I don't want it, the people who are supposed to come will still come, and the words that are supposed to be said will still be said.]

[The script has been written, but it's quite humorous and full of youthful pain.]

[So, were those three months of 'accidents' enough to free you from this 'fate'? ]

[If this were a game, a window like this would definitely pop up, right?]

[——Story divergence is emerging——]

"."

"."

The protagonist of the story,
"what?"

He made a sound like a drummer.

【Hallucination】?
You said it was an illusion?

Lu Mingfei's originally casual eyes turned into emptiness at this moment.

The irises are two dying stars, and the collapsing nebula forms a vortex deep in the pupil that swallows up the light. The luster that should have been dancing has now solidified into liquid metal. The silver-gray mercury slurry flows slowly in the eye sockets, reflecting a cold light like a scalpel cutting through flesh.

[click]

In the endless darkness, the boy's fingertips touched.

The last piece of the puzzle in life

Lu Mingfei put down his knife and fork.

Look at Chen Motong.

(you)

(I said something I absolutely shouldn’t have said.)
Uncle, I
I'm a little angry.

　[Information that can be made public now]: In my opinion, a bad boy is just a bad boy, and he will not turn into a mature and handsome man all of a sudden. This is my bottom line. What I want to write is the growth history of the bad boy, not "The Return of Lu Mingfei".

　　I personally prefer the pleasure of every change during this growth stage.

　　Even if the performance of this book is a mess, I will still write until the completion of Lu Mingfei's character.

　　As for why it is more than 6,000 words?
　　Because I am kind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)