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

Chapter 91 Am I a human being?

Lu Mingfei quickly waved and greeted him, and the latter also noticed Lu Mingfei in the corner of the store.

Old Tang faced Lu Mingfei, a look of joy naturally appearing on his face, but then his pupils widened again, revealing a bit of disbelief.

"You are Mingming?!?"

"What are you doing? You look so surprised?"

"How can I not be surprised?!"

Old Tang walked around a few black guys eating fried chicken and sat across from Lu Mingfei. He gritted his teeth in disbelief, "You still remember how you often asked me about your relationship problems? We even video-called each other! When did you become the melancholic handsome boy you are now?! Who was so blind as to reject you?!"

In the past, Lu Mingfei would probably ask Chen Wenwen to defend herself, but now, he would just smile.

"You are completely different from what I imagined!"

Lu Mingfei: "You are exactly as I imagined."

"Hey, shouldn't we reciprocate at this time?!" Old Tang was so angry that he seemed to be secreting testosterone.

Old Tang was rubbing his legs, and Lu Mingfei noticed that he was wearing black sweatpants that were a little faded from washing, and black dad shoes.

Maybe he really wanted to create the aura of a big brother. Lu Mingfei even saw some traces of hair wax on his head. You know, when they used to video chat and play games together, he had only seen Lao Tang's sloppy otaku image.

"Hmm, the internet is really different from reality." Old Tang murmured, stroking his chin. "I thought I cared about my image by getting hair wax, but I didn't expect you to get plastic surgery just to see me."

"Go to hell."

The two people are obviously friends on the Internet, but when they meet in person, they don’t feel strange at all. They complain to each other like old friends who haven’t seen each other for many years.
"Let's not talk about that for now. Have you ordered?"

"No, just arrived."

"That's good!"

Old Tang happily took Lu Mingfei to the front desk, looked at the waiter, and snapped his fingers.

"I want two orders of Ultimate Happy Tornado Fried Chicken, two orders of Absolute Ecstasy Waterfall Cheese Mashed Potatoes, and two Cry of Joy Coke Buckets."

What kind of a name is that?

"Hello sir, the total consumption is 38."

Old Tang readily opened his wallet and handed over the counted banknotes.

Lu Mingfei watched from the side and exclaimed in amazement, "Okay, I was prepared to see your wallet empty, and then I would be the one to save the situation."

Old Tang just smiled and opened the wallet in one hand to Lu Mingfei.

pat.

open.

It turned out that Lu Mingfei's eyesight was still deteriorating.

It was clearly a wallet, but he still couldn't see the banknotes inside.

"Those were all your savings?!"

Lu Mingfei was surprised and couldn't believe it, but Old Tang didn't care.

"You have to know that in America, Satan exists not only in dive bars and casinos, but also in the appliance department of department stores."

"What did you buy?!"

"The frying pan, uh... the kind used for making fried chicken."

"Number one for the most useless appliance! No! Special award! How did you manage to buy this thing and then come to a fried chicken restaurant to eat fried chicken?"

Old Tang and Lu Mingfei were leaning against the fried chicken counter. The former was staring at the roasting fried chicken in a trance, his eyes full of affection.

"At first I thought I could make unlimited fried chicken with this thing, but then I realized it hurts when the oil splashes on me, washing the dishes is a pain, and making the marinade is a hassle."

"This is really a very predictable development."

Lu Mingfei also asked in response.

"By the way, what are we going to do if we run out of money next time?"

Old Tang looked confident. He casually pointed at the street outside the window, then raised two fingers to Lu Mingfei, which made the latter suddenly realize.

"You mean we can form a two-person band, you play bass and I play guitar and vocals, and then we can debut and make some money?"

"I mean, there's a bank about 200 meters around the corner. I want to go there and get a loan."

"Surprisingly realistic! You should have gone to get something like this before you left! No! So you were talking about a loan?!"

Lu Mingfei complained, "If things are already so difficult, stop pretending to be rich. Why don't you just let me pay?"

"No!" Old Tang shouted, his drooping eyebrows suddenly raised. "Our Ronald family's rule is that when our friends come, we must let them have a good time!"

"You still have house rules?"

"I am the only man in Ronald's family. The family rules I mentioned are the family rules. I will go home and write them down in the family tree."

".Then the descendants of your old Tang family are too pitiful."

"Well, if all else fails, we can buy the lottery tickets?"

“It’s even more unhealthy.”

"Hey! You're Chinese, isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?"

“It’s definitely not this kind of music.”

Lu Mingfei is probably indeed a manzai genius and can chat with anyone.

Freshly baked fried chicken was delivered to him. Old Tang took it and quickly asked Lu Mingfei to return to his seat. It seemed that the fried chicken in this store was very much to his liking, otherwise he would not be so impatient.

Lu Mingfei followed behind Old Tang, feeling somewhat emotional.

As netizens who met for the first time, they got along surprisingly well.

Although he had known this for a long time, Lu Mingfei was still somewhat happy.

Sitting in his seat, looking at Old Tang across from him with an anxious expression as if he was recommending a less popular anime to his friends, Lu Mingfei still tasted his own portion of fried chicken.

Well! That is the ultimate chicken master.

The moment you bite into the fried chicken, it feels like an orchestra is playing between your lips and teeth. The violent music is like the deathly roar of metal rock, and the sharp roar hits the eardrum and breaks through the delicate and sensitive G-spot in the brain.

It is tender and juicy, and every fiber is full of fresh and fragrant juice. When you take a sip between your teeth, the juice will burst in your mouth like a colorful firework.

It’s worthy of Lao Tang’s recommendation.

The quality of this fried chicken is even better than that of the cafeteria at Kassel College. The so-called fried chicken has a strict hierarchy that cannot be violated. It is divided into levels such as Blood-Transforming Spirit Inscription Array, Supreme True Immortal, and Immortal Emperor.

This fried chicken is truly divine and must be considered a delicacy.

Seeing Lu Mingfei's expression, Old Tang breathed a sigh of relief and started to eat his fried chicken.

The two of them ate and talked, and it was surprising that these two grown men had endless topics to talk about.

From interstellar travel to alien races, from the scenery of the motherland to the international situation, from campus spring to European and American passion. Oh, the last one is not important.

Just like the first time he met Lao Tang in the game, Lu Mingfei felt that this person was inexplicably familiar.

Perhaps Old Tang also felt the same way. The two of them chatted happily, but when the fried chicken was finished, a realistic problem was still placed before them.

What should Old Tang do next after he has spent all his money?
"Actually, I have money."

Old Tang is one of his best friends. Although Lu Shenren has always been stingy, he can also be generous to his friends.

Although the dragon-slaying mission rewards and scholarships had not yet been sent out, Lu Mingfei also had his own way of making money.

"Oh, stop pretending!" Old Tang shook his head.

"How long have you been in the US? How can you possibly earn money? It's just a scholarship at best. I'm the big brother of the channel. How can a big brother let a little brother use his scholarship as a salary?"

"It's not my money, it's my friend's."

"Oh, sure—you can! Your friend's?!" Old Tang yelled. "What friend would give you money? As the saying goes, brothers can lend anything! The only things you can't lend are cars and money!"

"Wasn't the original text about cars and women?!"

"Women are not as important as money!"

Why don’t you apologize to women all over the world!

Lu Mingfei was afraid that this man would suddenly start a fight, so he quickly explained, "No, it's a special situation. My friend's family is very wealthy, but he doesn't like his family, and the pocket money he gave him couldn't be spent, so he lent me his bank card."

".I don't understand at all. Is this some kind of alien language?"

Lu Mingfei actually thought it was outrageous, but it all went back to three days before Master Caesar left Kassel Academy.
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【A few days ago】

Kassel

[Location: Canteen]

"Um, can I start talking about something very important now?"

In front of the cafeteria, the Kassel triangle held plastic plates in their hands and walked side by side in the cafeteria aisle.

The envy and admiration from the surrounding students were ignored, and the three of them seemed to care more about the dishes on their plates.

Liuyang steamed vegetables are neatly arranged at the four corners of the plate, with white rice in the center.

After they found their seats and sat down, Caesar said his first words.

"Don't you think my performance in this mission was unremarkable?"

"coming."

"here we go again."

The other two sighed. Chu Zihang's expression remained unchanged, but he covered the lower half of his face with the soup in the clay pot, as if he wanted to avoid the topic. Lu Mingfei stuffed the chicken leg that had been stewed until it was soft and boneless into his mouth, pretending that he had no time to talk.

"Come on, I know you're tired of this, but this is very important to me."

Caesar pushed the preserved vegetable meat pie away, crossed his arms over his chest, and still held the chopsticks between his right fingers.

"I've heard everything about the mission. Chu Zihang, a lone soldier, was able to successfully fight the second-generation species. Lu Mingfei even cracked the ancient bronze city and cooperated with Chu Zihang to complete the subjugation mission."

"what about me?"

After getting the cute tickets, Caesar looked gloomy and anxious.

"I was actually knocked unconscious!"

His face was gloomy and filled with anger, as if the words "Why, I feel like I'm the only one who can't do this!" were etched on his capillaries.

"That's not right, Boss. You were unconscious for a while, but you woke up quickly and managed to dodge the laser cannon at the last moment, right?"

Lu Mingfei danced with joy.

"Without you, we would have faced billions in financial losses and dozens of casualties. Even if my brother and I hadn't had a boat, we might not have been able to tow the ship until rescuers arrived. You're very important. Don't just look at the surface, we have to grasp the crux of the matter." The boy squeezed his brain hard, his twisted brain like a snow toad, squeezing out such mediocre wisdom. "In terms of the composition of the three people, you are the most indispensable one, that one—"

Chu Zihang put down the stew: "Brain."

"Yes, that's it! What else, what else!"

Chu Zihang: "Instructor."

"Yes, that's it!" Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang sang in unison, and seeing that Caesar really believed it.

He pinched his chin and thought with his eyes wide open.

"Are you saying that I, Caesar Gattuso, am a supremely intelligent individual, a rare once-in-a-century genetic screening of the human population, selected through the survival of the fittest, and that I possess naturally superior courage and leadership abilities?"

"Although there aren't that many adjectives, that's roughly what it means." Lu Mingfei nodded. "Oh, and financial resources! Look, if my paralyzed senior brother and I were to sell our goods in Myanmar, we still wouldn't be able to afford that leather jacket of yours."

Chu Zihang turned around and said, "My uncle is the president of the Lu Group."

"Look, even if I were sold to Burma, I alone wouldn't be able to afford that leather jacket of yours, boss!"

"One doesn't need to be added at all, right?"

The familiar manzai conversation ended, and Caesar pinched his chin again.

"You're saying that I have a family power that controls the economic lifeline of the Earth's Human Co-Prosperity Sphere, and that I'm indispensable in guiding the market towards health and harmony in the future?"

".Ah, yes."

Lu Mingfei showed an embarrassed yet polite expression.

"Haha. Hahaha!"

There was finally light and a lion in the boy's eyes.

Caesar waved his hand, his spirits high, as if he had once again found the meaning of life. He said defiantly, "Alright! Indeed, I should shine in my field! And to help me find this meaning, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, you are worthy of being my opponents."

Phew. I finally coaxed her.
Lu Mingfei took a breath and continued to fiddle with his chicken leg.

"Lu Mingfei, there's a little sauce on the corner of your mouth." Chu Zihang glanced at him and kindly reminded him.

"Huh? Where?" Lu Mingfei asked with some confusion. He tried to lick it, but it seemed that he failed to hit the target.

Chu Zihang also subconsciously searched his pockets, but unfortunately he had just gone to physical education class, and he was afraid that the tissues would get wet with sweat, so he didn't bring any tissues with him like a warm-hearted man as usual.

Just when Lu Mingfei was about to wipe it with the back of his hand——

Snapped.

A piece of paper hit Lu Mingfei's face, and on the other end of the paper was Caesar's finger.

"Oh, thank you, boss."

Lu Mingfei didn't think much about it, thanked sincerely, took the paper and wiped it, but suddenly felt that the material of the paper might be a little too rough?
Draft paper?
Take it down and take a closer look——

Benjamin Franklin was watching him with relief.

"Isn't this a US dollar bill?! It's worth a hundred dollars!"

"Well, it's paper anyway."

Caesar said, crossing his arms.

"Don't worry, there's more."

"That's not the question!?!" Lu Mingfei smacked his lips in shock. "This is the first time I've seen someone actually wipe their face with a hundred-dollar bill! This really exists in the three-dimensional world! What is this? A friend's fee!?"

“Stop joking!!”

For some reason, Caesar flew into a rage.

"How could I use money to tie up friendship? This is definitely not a friendship fee!!"

"Lu Mingfei, I want to buy some sweet soup. Would you like a cup?" Chu Zihang turned around and invited him expressionlessly, as if he hadn't noticed the situation.

Lu Mingfei just wanted to leave this troubled place: "Ah? Oh, I'm going to buy some mung bean paste--"

"Oh, then give me one too."

Caesar sat in his seat, eating braised pork with preserved vegetables, and took out a black card from his pocket with his other hand.

"Swipe my card."

"I told you it's just friendship money, no matter how you look at it?!"
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The memory ends and the scene returns to the present.

The fried chicken has been eaten and is scattered in the corner of the plate.

Old Tang held it in for a long time before he finally said, "Your friends are really peculiar."

"Hey, let's not talk about me, Old Tang, let's talk about you."

"After all, even if you bought a fried chicken machine, you wouldn't have spent all your money, right? Aren't you out on a mission?"

"Oh, this... there is a reason for it."

Old Tang's eyes flickered between the fried chicken bones and the napkins.

"Didn't I tell you before that I often take my regular customers to ancient ruins for archaeological excavations? I'm not afraid of ghosts or gods, so I'm very popular."

"But this time something unexpected happened."

He scratched his head out of habit.

"Although I led the boss all the way into the deepest part of the ancient tomb and even got the collection he wanted, I don't know why. I suddenly felt a little nervous, and then I let go of that thing."

The man made a helpless gesture with his hands, "It shattered into pieces with a snap."

"Are the palpitations not psychological?"

Lu Mingfei looked Old Tang up and down and said caringly.

"How about we eat some kidneys instead of fried chicken?"

"Go to hell!"

Old Tang cursed with a laugh at first, but his expression quickly darkened.

"You've clearly had that feeling before, right? It's that supernatural feeling," he said incoherently. "Don't they often happen in movies? Identical twins who were accidentally separated as children actually have a certain degree of telepathy. When one is threatened, the other can sense it."

"I just feel like I might have a younger brother or something."

Old Tang did not hide it.

In fact, he didn't tell Lu Mingfei, but in fact, it was not only Lu Mingfei who had that inexplicable closeness to Lao Tang, Lao Tang also felt like they were old friends at first sight.

In the StarCraft channel, they were always number one and number two, but that was just the basis of their relationship. Lao Tang had other hobbies, and as a freelancer, he had plenty of opportunities to meet other people, but he didn't make friends with other people. Instead, he became close friends with Lu Mingfei, even though they were separated by an ocean.

He told Lu Mingfei what he was thinking, just like Lu Mingfei expected Old Tang to tell him about the things related to the dream of "Night City".

As for Old Tang's words, Lu Mingfei's response was:
younger brother?

Dreaming about your younger brother?

Oh, I'm familiar with this!
You mean, you will have a brother who calls himself a little devil and comes to you to trade four souls and before that he will help you solve all difficulties and be at your call at any time?
Lu Mingfei looked at Old Tang's expression and saw that there was clearly no such sign.

Perhaps, the 'brother' that Old Tang knew was the 'silent version of Lu Mingze' that Lu Mingfei had seen in his dream.

In those memories, the usually annoying little devil no longer sells products to Lu Mingfei, but sits quietly on the glacier with Lu Mingfei, looking at the changes of time and space. Their lonely backs lean on each other, as if there are only two brothers left in the world.

If Lu Mingfei kept having dreams like that, he might also feel anxious and even doubt whether he had really lost such an important brother.

and many more.

younger brother?

Me and Lu Mingze?
Old Tang?

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered his previous inference about Old Tang.

The fact that he was able to enter and exit places suspected to be ancient dragon sites proved that Old Tang actually had dragon blood, and the younger brother in his eyes might be different from himself, and it was a kind of clairvoyance phenomenon.

The so-called clairvoyance phenomenon will reveal the "most important person" to oneself.

Lu Mingfei doesn’t know why the person Lao Tang cares about the most is a younger brother whom he doesn’t even know, but considering that Lao Tang is an orphan and has some memory loss from his early years, maybe he really does have an important younger brother?
Everything makes sense, the only problem is that these are all Lu Mingfei's guesses.

And how to verify these conjectures.
It exists.

"."

After completing that battle with the next generation, Lu Mingfei had evolved his [Electric Current Drive] into [Magnetic Field Rotation].

This name is entirely derived from a Hong Kong comic that is inconvenient to reveal its name, but in essence it is the use of elements to perform ultra-precise processing on cells in the human body, unleashing the powerful potential that originally belongs to humans, dragons, and "life"!

Compared with the previous Lu Mingfei, he can now use this ability to complete a larger range of "hacking" and "physical enhancement".

Sian Westin's acceleration speed may have reached or even surpassed David.

Hackers' hacking may even surpass Lucy and Qiwei!

At this moment, Lu Mingfei is as strong as a ghost!
Therefore, if it were now, he could even use the "artificial eye" to observe the "magnetic field characteristics" of the person in front of him, and use it to judge the other person's various physical data, and even - [whether there is dragon blood].

Compared to human blood, dragon blood is naturally surrounded by a magnetic field that cannot be ignored. Although the magnetic field of hybrids is pitifully weak most of the time, Lu Mingfei is now able to capture it.

So soon, Lu Mingfei first comforted Lao Tang with a few words, and then left Lao Tang temporarily under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Separated by several railings, Lu Mingfei wasted some time in the toilet, and when he came out, he stared at Old Tang's idle back.

Open the golden eyes.

The vision began to become "transparent", as if the walls, tabletops, and even human bodies within sight became "clear".

Just like the shop assistant who just handed Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang fried chicken, the dragon blood ratio in his body is
[0.0006%]

The brain automatically calculated the result, which was very low, but there was one thing, perhaps it was some experience of the ancestors - but this was not surprising, after all, human civilization had lasted for so long, and the dragon race had been in contact with humans since ancient times.

In fact, Lu Mingfei has never seen anyone with a dragon blood ratio of [0%].

And Old Tang
Let me see————————

【————】

【————————】

[Ah, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click]

It was the first time that Lu Mingfei saw garbled code appear in the program in his mind.

It was as if his vision was blocked by something invisible. A thin layer of membrane enveloped Old Tang, preventing Lu Mingfei from seeing the information inside.

what is this?
Ah Piao?

Lu Mingfei didn't believe in evil. If there was a ghost around Old Tang, he would use her as a sacrifice, so he subconsciously increased the computing efficiency.

It's a bit difficult. To be honest, apart from the Flame Bull Slayer, it seems that only one person has given Lu Mingfei this feeling of being like a drop in the ocean.

That is
[Click——]

Suddenly, when Lu Mingfei was stunned.

The results are displayed.

[Observation Subject: Ronald Tang]

Dragon Blood Ratio

[100%]

Lu Mingfei: Eh?
(End of this chapter)