Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 32 Soaring Combat Power: Another Path to Strongerness

It was already evening when we returned to Peacock Residence from the mines in the eastern suburbs.

"You'll stay here for now."

Chu Zihang opened the door and placed the key on the shoe cabinet in the entryway.

Behind him, Lu Mingfei dragged the incongruous snakeskin bag into the house, looking around the layout with curiosity.

He had long heard of the Peacock Mansion's reputation; it was the best residential community in the coastal area, with the best location, the best architectural design, the best supporting facilities, the best property management services, and of course, the most expensive property.

To make a simple comparison, the cost of selling the old apartment building in my uncle and aunt's neighborhood would be roughly enough to buy a toilet in Peacock Mansion.

The interior design is typical of European style, featuring solid wood parquet floors, arched doors and windows, and a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

It was exactly the same room that the little devil had shown me in my dream… Lu Mingfei was secretly alarmed.

From a scientific perspective, dreams are merely a re-enactment of the ocean of human subconsciousness. This means that no one can dream of truly unfamiliar things. Every scene, person, or object in a dream can be traced back to its prototype in reality. What you perceive as unfamiliar is nothing more than something you've seen briefly in movies, photos, or on the internet and then forgotten.

but.

The little devil's dreams are different.

Lu Mingfei could not possibly have seen the interior structure of the Peacock Mansion, let alone know that the furniture arrangement details were exactly the same.

In any case, this will be his new home from now on.

"What are your plans for the future?" Chu Zihang asked.

"A plan?" Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then replied, "Uh... does buying a computer count?"

“Okay.” Chu Zihang nodded. “The lawyer has been arranged. As you said, we’ll formally file the lawsuit once they return.”

“Before that, just use my money… well, consider it a loan. There’s 20,000 on the coffee table. If it’s not enough, just let me know.”

Sure enough, there were two thick envelopes on the coffee table.

Chu Zihang had anticipated that Lu Mingfei might not have any money, so he prepared it for him in advance. He even used the word "borrow" to protect Lu Mingfei's pride.

But in reality, the monthly rent for such a 180-square-meter villa is much higher than that.

"I'd go through fire and water for you, Senior Brother!" Lu Mingfei was so moved he almost threw himself on Chu Zihang. "From now on, your business is my business! If I, Lu, ever say a word against it, I'll take your surname, Chu!"

"...That's not necessary."

Chu Zihang paused for a moment and then said, "But there really is one thing."

“Please give your orders!” Lu Mingfei immediately replied sternly.

"Get rid of this snakeskin bag."

"Uh... okay!"

……

Chu Zihang had long disliked this snakeskin bag.

It's not that I think he's poor or stingy, I just hope that Lu Mingfei can pay a little more attention to his quality of life.

Stop being so indifferent like before... otherwise how will you win a girl's heart!
Helping Lu Mingfei stuff the twelve-hole quilt into the gray-gold duvet cover, their sleeping problem for the night was solved. Just then, as expected, Lu Mingfei's stomach rumbled.

Judging by the time, it's almost lunchtime, or even a little late.

"Want to eat, senior brother? My treat!"

With 20,000 yuan in his pocket, Lu Mingfei felt a bit more confident... but not much, considering that the barbecue he had last night cost that much.

Chu Zihang did not refuse his kindness.

Instead of driving to the CBD like yesterday, we went to a nearby food street.

This snack street originally took the route of "artificial ancient street", but like thousands of ancient streets, it failed as expected. Later, it was transformed into an ancient-style snack street, which can be considered a revival.

Of course, while it's called a traditional snack, it's actually still the same old lamb skewers, Arabic kebabs, flatbread, stinky tofu, and wolf tooth potatoes.

"What do you want to eat?" Chu Zihang still asked Lu Mingfei for his opinion.

"Let's eat here...!" Lu Mingfei decisively chose a hot braised food shop, whose signature dish was braised large intestine.

It wasn't a coincidence, because among Chu Zihang's many labels, there was a rather inconspicuous one: "braised pork intestine enthusiast," which, for whatever reason, seemed a bit out of character. Since it was a meal for his senior, of course he had to cater to his tastes!
As expected, Chu Zihang smiled slightly.

"Ok."

Upon entering the store, Lu Mingfei ordered ten portions as usual. Soon, the braised large intestines were served. The intestines were glistening with bright red oil and were very spicy. The two of them enjoyed their meal immensely.

"You can practice kendo with me and do some gym workouts when you have time later," Chu Zihang suddenly said.

"Hmm... Ah, fitness?" Lu Mingfei swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Chu Zihang.

Kendo was agreed upon, but the fitness training was just a way to fool Su Xiaoqiang! Does a mixed-race person even need to work out?

Lu Mingfei felt that if he went all out now, he could easily smash the table in front of him into pieces... That would be at least the power of three dragons, right?
"Working out can help you better control your muscle strength," Chu Zihang explained. He could see that the transformation of the dragon blood in Lu Mingfei's body seemed to be happening faster than he had imagined. In just one day, his strength had increased even more. The most obvious sign was that Lu Mingfei's steps had become light and unsteady.

If Lu Mingfei knew what Chu Zihang was thinking, he would definitely exclaim that he was an expert.

However, Chu Zihang was wrong about one thing.

It wasn't a day's work, but just an afternoon.

[Name: Lu Mingfei]

[Level: LV2]

[Experience value: 12/25]

【Combat strength: 23.1】

Wealth Index: 5.2

[Bloodline: S (Activated)]

[Word of Power: Anyone Can Do It]

[Special Status: Something for Nothing Fusion 10%]

[Comment: The fastest path to the throne is always through corpses.]

That's right, in addition to gaining one [deep intelligence extraction permission] after the upgrade, his combat power also increased.

...exactly ten o'clock.

All he did throughout the entire process was stab four immobile coal lumps once.

The final "evaluation" almost explicitly tells him that, in addition to the unpredictable eating patterns, he can also increase his combat power through killing.

I just don't understand why killing corpses counts as experience... Damn, were they real corpses?

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was in a daze for a while,
"There's a gym right inside the Peacock Residence complex, which is very convenient," Chu Zihang added.

"No, I'm going to work out. Working out is good. I'm just reviewing my workout moves," Lu Mingfei quickly replied.

Just kidding, what level is this senior brother at? These words are practically 'persuasion'.

Even if Lu Mingfei had a big face, he couldn't very well ask Chu Zihang, who had helped him so much, to give him heartfelt advice... Otherwise, he might end up on the female version of the "This Scoundrel Deserves to Be Killed" list.

Moreover, he also wants to work out. He used to be incredibly envious of muscular men, and now that he has the means, he naturally wants to give it a try.

"No need to recall, I'll teach you on the spot." Chu Zihang shook his head.

The meal was finished quickly.

There were ten servings of braised large intestines in total. Chu Zihang ate about two servings and Lu Mingfei ate about eight servings. The spiciness made his palms sweat, and his combat power increased by '0.1', reaching '23.2'.

In order to demonstrate his ambition, Lu Mingfei disregarded the health concept that it's best to digest food for 1-2 hours before exercising.

He took Chu Zihang directly back to the Peacock Mansion.

This residential complex covers a very large area and can be roughly divided into three areas: a small section in the front is high-rise buildings, a large section in the back is a villa area, and the central courtyard is a public area.

Facilities such as a swimming pool, gym, and coffee bar are located in the atrium.

There weren't many people.

Lu Mingfei looked around at the gym, which had all sorts of facilities, but was actually empty.

“Modern people value privacy and often build a small gym in their homes; most of the houses in Peacock Residence have this space,” said Chu Zihang.

Actually, he has a gym at home, and even an indoor basketball court, the standard full-court kind.

However, his mother's friends are sometimes not very elegant, so it's not suitable to bring Lu Mingfei there, otherwise it would really scare him.

“…Damn capitalism.” Lu Mingfei touched the brand-new equipment and uttered a melancholy voice like lemon.

However, there are advantages to not having anyone around. You can use all kinds of equipment at will, and there are enough metal plates.

"Let's start with the three main exercises: bench press, deadlift, and squat. These are the most basic and important movements in strength training, covering most of the body's muscle groups."

At this moment, Chu Zihang was just like a real fitness coach, and with his skill level, he could indeed be called a professional fitness coach.

He found an empty bar and, in front of Lu Mingfei, started adding iron plates 20kg at a time, continuing until Lu Mingfei's eye almost cramped up before stopping.

"A qualified fitness enthusiast should be able to bench press at least one times their own body weight, squat 1.5 times, and deadlift 1.5 times. However, for mixed-race individuals, this requirement will be higher."

Chu Zihang pointed to the steel rod that had been reinforced with 10 pieces of 20kg iron.

"Let's try it."

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