Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 367 Continuous stream
A figure stood quietly in the shadows at the street corner.

Her black combat uniform outlined smooth, powerful lines, and raindrops slid down her slightly disheveled hair. Something seemed to veil her face, obscuring her features, except for a pair of molten gold pupils that calmly gazed at him in the dim light, like the surface of a frozen lake in winter.

Lu Mingfei's mind went blank.

The first thought that popped into my mind was:

This dragon...it's actually a woman?! And she's quite well-proportioned? Except her chest is a little flat...

Then, a second thought exploded like a thunderclap: Wait! I'm only wearing my underwear right now!!!
"Fuck!"

He let out a strange cry, instinctively bringing his legs together and covering his private parts with his hands in the blink of an eye.

He regretted it as soon as he did it.

What good is covering your crotch when facing a top-tier sub-species that can transform into a human?

hum!
A flash of light, and the heavy, cold armor of the lost knight instantly covered his almost naked body, bringing a faint sense of security.

The pair of ancient greatswords appeared out of thin air in his hands. He forced his trembling arms to support them, held the two swords horizontally in front of him, assumed a defensive stance, and stared intently at the dark figure.

My heart was pounding in my chest; I didn't know if it was from exhaustion or tension.

He anticipated the attacks his opponent might launch, considering how to block them, how to counterattack, and even started to wonder if he had enough mana left to shout again, or simply use the Farewell Black Crystal to escape...

However, nothing happened.

The shadowy figure simply stood there quietly, his gaze lingering for a moment on the exotic-style armor and weapons.

Then she spoke, her voice muffled and indistinct, piercing through the pattering rain:

"It's really you."

Four words. Completely incoherent.

After saying that, she didn't even give Lu Mingfei any time to process her words. She took a slight step back, like a drop of ink merging into the thick night, and disappeared without a trace, as if everything just now was just a hallucination caused by Lu Mingfei's exhaustion.

Lu Mingfei stood there, sword in hand, dumbfounded.

"So...it really was me?" His mind was filled with questions. "What do you mean? Are we that close, sis? Explain yourself before you leave!"

Before he could even process what was happening, he heard hurried, familiar footsteps behind him, accompanied by two powerful auras rapidly approaching.

It's Angers, and Beowulf, who's covered in scales!
The taut string finally relaxed completely.

“I’m… I’m saved…”

He exhaled a long breath, and with a thought, his armor and the greatsword in his hand vanished like phantoms.

What followed was an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion, my vision went black for a moment, and all my strength was drained away.

His legs went weak, and like a tattered rag washed ashore, he collapsed unconscious in the cold rain.

My last thought before losing consciousness was: Damn, finally... I can rest for a bit...
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"Honestly, I think I just saw him move."

A sleazy male voice.

"You've said that at least four times today, senior brother!"

A female voice that sounds sweet but also a little cheeky.

"Oh, you don't understand, junior sister! I just want my dear junior brother to wake up soon, don't you think? Look how peacefully he's lying here, like Sleeping Beauty, just waiting for a prince to kiss him awake... Why don't you make a sacrifice, junior sister?"

"Pah! If anyone's going to kiss, it should be Senior Sister Ling, or Senior Brother Chu, who would care? Who gave me a chance?"

“Hey, you little brat, how can you be so narrow-minded? In Kassel, we believe in equality for all, equal opportunities…”

The noise entered his ears vaguely, as if through a curtain of water. Lu Mingfei's eyelids trembled heavily a few times before he finally managed to open them a crack.

My vision was initially blurry, then gradually became focused.

The first thing that catches the eye is two large heads that are very close together, almost touching his face.

One had messy blond hair and a cheeky smile that made you want to grab him; the other had bright, smiling eyes and a cunning little fox-like demeanor. They were none other than Fingel and Xia Mi.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei had actually opened his eyes, Fingel's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved his face closer, almost nose to nose, and said in an extremely exaggerated and affectionate tone:

"Junior brother! My dear junior brother! You're finally awake! How are you feeling? Don't worry, the surgery was a complete success! Congratulations, from now on, you're a lovely girl!"

Lu Mingfei's mind was still a complete mess, like it was stuffed with wet cotton.

A girl? What girl?

He subconsciously tried to move his hands to check if a certain key part was in place, but found that his body was limp and he couldn't muster any strength.

Just as he was completely stunned by Fingel's bombshell and couldn't utter a sound, a cold and clear voice came from the doorway of the ward, instantly breaking the slightly comical atmosphere.

"All right."

The voice had a reassuring quality to it.

Lu Mingfei followed the sound and looked around with some difficulty.

Chu Zihang was standing in the room.

He remained as meticulous as ever, dressed in a simple white shirt and black trousers, his face expressionless.

Behind Chu Zihang, in the shadows by the window, sat a figure sitting quietly.

Her long golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her skin appear even whiter and more translucent. She sat upright like a doll, quietly and intently watching Lu Mingfei on the hospital bed, as if separated from the noise in the room by an invisible wall.

is zero.

Lu Mingfei inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zero were here, even if someone wanted to perform gender reassignment surgery on him, it probably wouldn't be possible.

"Finger, Xia Mi, stop bothering him," Chu Zihang said calmly. "He needs to rest."

"Oh dear, Junior Brother Chu, that's not very interesting. I'm just helping you with psychological counseling and gender identity reconstruction after you've woken up!"

Fingel shrugged, looking at him with an expression that said, "You don't understand my good intentions."

Xia Mi stuck out her tongue and quietly moved half a step to the side, distancing herself from Fingel, to show that she wasn't with this lunatic.

"How long?"

Lu Mingfei turned his head toward Chu Zihang and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Not long after."

Chu Zihang said:

"You received basic first aid locally and were then transported directly back to the university hospital on the principal's private plane, and you are still there."

He raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, and quickly came to a conclusion:
"Twelve hours and seven minutes."

He paused, as if a loyal guard were reporting on the situation during his duty:
“During this time, the principal came twice to confirm that your vital signs were stable. Caesar and Nono came three times. The last time, Nono brought a bottle of… supposedly a ‘lucky oil’ that she got from an old Gypsy woman. She told you to apply it to your forehead when you wake up to ward off bad luck.”

Chu Zihang's gaze swept over the bedside table, where there was indeed a strangely shaped small glass bottle containing a murky, suspiciously colored liquid.

"She insisted on staying."

That sounds very much like Nono's style.

“Caesar…” Chu Zihang continued, his tone still calm, “He sent over a case of 1990 Romanée-Conti, saying it would calm your nerves and help you recover. He also included a note that read, ‘Don’t die easily, the student council still needs you to hold things together.’”

“Chilan just left an hour ago. He recited a long prayer for you, saying it was a family tradition.”

As Lu Mingfei listened to this string of familiar names and their actions, he felt a warmth in his heart, but also a mix of amusement and exasperation.

(End of this chapter)