Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Nuclear Missile Ready!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the opponent's "GG", hesitated for a moment, and then cut out the game with drooped eyebrows.

He won the 40th game today, and this was the fifth number he changed.

As always, forty wins and zero losses.

I don’t know how many high-spirited interstellar brothers were brutally tortured by him. They stared in front of the computer and sincerely praised his micro-management, and then reluctantly tried to add his friends to play another game.

However, if they saw that Lu Mingfei was using an old IBM laptop with a red dot control, they would probably just yell "pervert" and never dare to play against him again.

Playing StarCraft with a red dot is like picking out your ears with a rolling pin, something only a lunatic would do.

However, if they used a mouse, they would not survive eight minutes at all.

——That way you can’t kill time.

"call."

Lu Mingfei leaned back on the chair, rubbed his red eyes, and then opened the QQ homepage.

An average game lasted 8 to 15 minutes, and he almost played for a whole day.

Even though he loves games deeply, he is rarely so unbridled.

It was as if he was eager to break away from something, become the "bad boy" Lu Mingfei again, and integrate back into his daily life.

Under the bright light of the computer screen, Lu Mingfei's face looked a little gloomy.

On QQ, the avatar of the girl wearing a baseball cap is still gray, motionless, offline or invisible, and there are no messages anyway.

The most recent chat content was a message he left eight hours ago, asking the other party if anything happened at Typhoon's house these days.

Very boring and boring.

It seems like there is a sense of "having nothing to say".

Even if the other party doesn’t reply to such a message, it’s normal, right?

But Lu Mingfei still asked and stared at him for eight hours.

"Lu Mingfei! Are you still playing games?!"

The aunt's voice sounded like thunder next door, and she shouted loudly: "A box of discounted bagged milk, half a catty of leeks, pick fresh ones for me, that bitch in the supermarket will fool people, and there is the new issue that Narusawa wants. "Novel Painting", go quickly!!"

Lu Mingfei's head was buzzing from the shock, he answered incessantly, and trotted out of the room.

But before going out, he subconsciously turned back and glanced at the back of his aunt in the kitchen.

And this glance also made him freeze on the spot.

【Complete aunt's mission】

[Task type: daily]

[Task content: A box of discounted bagged milk, half a pound of leeks, the new issue of "Novel Painting\