Lu Mingfei: Don't call me a loser, call me a hero.

Upon hearing that her husband's worth-ten-thousand-yuan Plum Blossom watch had been broken by his good-for-nothing nephew, the aunt's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The anger that had just been extinguished reignited, so intense it almost burst from his eyes, and his obese body unleashed a terrifying pressure comparable to a Super Saiyan transformation.

Even the stale air he exhaled seemed to carry the smell of sulfur from hell.

Lu Mingfei shrank back, not daring to look directly into his aunt's murderous gaze.

He felt like he was facing a furious mother bear, the kind of bear where playing dead wouldn't work!

"Lu-ming-fei-!"

As the aunt spoke, word by word, the air pressure inside the room noticeably decreased, as if a storm was about to brew and destroy the entire building and parking lot.

If the weather bureau's measuring instrument were placed in the living room, a red alert would probably be issued on the spot.

In the past, when similar situations occurred, my uncle would definitely be the first to step in and act as a peacemaker.

But this time, when it came to his prized Titoni watch, the uncle didn't immediately become a firefighter; instead, he rushed over to check on the watch first.

My nephew weighs just over 100 pounds, but the Plum Blossom watch is worth more than 10,000 yuan. He knows which is more important!

Thunder and rain, all are thanks to Aunt's kindness!

Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed anyway.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and closed his eyes, preparing for the punishment that was about to befall him.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a game notification popped up indicating that the mission was complete:

Congratulations to the hero for successfully upholding their principles and resisting negative temptations!

[Task Evaluation: Poverty and hardship cannot sway one's principles!]

[Task Reward: 100 RMB Cash!]

"Um--?!!"

Upon seeing the reward, Lu Mingfei's eyes widened instantly, his face filled with disbelief.

Explain yourself! What the hell do you mean by "hundred-yuan cash"?!

If it were the chubby Lu Mingze, he would only scoff and think that a mere hundred yuan was not worthy of Prince Ze's bowing.

This isn't even enough for him to treat the girl to a meal!

But now the award recipient is Lu Mingfei, an extremely poor guy whose allowance has never exceeded double digits in the past three years!

One hundred dollars!

A full one hundred dollars!

A genuine 100 yuan!

Lu Mingfei couldn't even remember the last time he'd seen such a large denomination of banknotes. The last time was probably during a spring outing, and the time before that was during a spring outing in his first year of high school...

In short, all of them are group activities that cannot be missed unless there are special circumstances.

In addition to this, there was another factor that made him even more ecstatic—

He finally saved up enough money to buy a PS2!

If the occasion hadn't been so inappropriate, Lu Mingfei would have even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the Supreme Observer!

God knows how long he waited for this hundred yuan. If his aunt didn't find a reason to deduct his allowance, it would take him at least another four months to save up enough!

The gloom from being threatened by Lu Mingze, the fear from being scolded by his aunt, and the helplessness of being constantly harassed in the future all vanished in the face of the cash reward for the mission.

You could say he wouldn't care even if all his allowance was taken away... well, it would still hurt a little.

But not much, just a little.

After all, the rewards for completing the tasks released by the Dragon Raja game are much richer than the pocket money given by my aunt.

The thought that he wouldn't have to wait around for Lu Mingze to get the old IBM laptop, or pretend to be his online boyfriend to trick the chubby guy out, made Lu Mingfei hum softly.

Because he was too excited, he accidentally let his voice slip out and was overheard by his aunt, whose anger, which was already on the verge of exploding, instantly reached its breaking point.

"Lu Mingfei! You shameless bastard, how can you still laugh?!"

She used to be as timid as a quail, trembling after saying just a few words. But now, with anger rising in her heart, she was not afraid at all and even laughed.

If this continues, what will become of us?

They must be suppressed!

In the blink of an eye, the aunt, like a tigress, glared with her bull-like eyes and trembled with her tiger-like body. With a roar like thunder and a booming voice, she waved her large hand with a palm-leaf fan, her short, thick fingers about to press against Lu Mingfei's neck.

At the critical moment, the uncle who had been squatting beside the coffee table suddenly stood up and exclaimed joyfully:

"Hey! It's not broken! The watch isn't broken! Honey, look, the hands are still moving!"

Upon hearing this, the finger that was about to poke Lu Mingfei's forehead paused, and the aunt turned her head to look at the uncle who looked relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered that the Plum Blossom watch on his wrist was indeed still running normally.

But the die was cast and could not be cast. Lu Ming was not spared the death penalty, but he could not escape punishment. The little brat had defied his aunt's authority and deserved to be fined three months' salary!

"It's lucky the watch didn't break!" Aunt glared at her uncle, who was trying to act as a fire extinguisher, then turned to stare at Lu Mingfei:

"But you have to bear the consequences of your mistakes, otherwise you'll never learn your lesson!"

"Lu Mingfei, your allowance will be halved for the next three months!"

Why don't you punish Lu Mingze by giving him his allowance when he makes a mistake?

Lu Mingfei inwardly criticized his aunt's double standards, but on the surface, he skillfully put on a humble and ingratiating smile:

"I'm sorry, Uncle and Aunt, it was my fault. I'll definitely change next time!"

Seeing his obsequious and apologetic attitude, the aunt reluctantly withdrew her finger, angrily returned to the master bedroom, clearly not wanting to see her nephew's face again.

Uncle didn't leave. He patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Mingfei, listen to your uncle's advice. Go to internet cafes less often to play games. The environment is too dark and it's bad for your eyes. Look at you, your eyes are blurry from playing so much."

Am I seeing things?

Are you saying that in FPS games, quick-scoping headshots are as easy as drinking water, leaving the enemy no time to react and only able to report someone using a headshot cheat in the public chat? Am I seeing things?

Are you kidding me! The watch really did stop after being dropped, and Lu Mingze just fell again...

Ok?

Wait!

Lu Mingfei seemed to know why the plum blossom watch could spin again.

I remember my mom once taught me a little appliance repair tip—

If an old item breaks, just take a picture of it; if it doesn't work, take another picture!

However, he knew this in his heart and there was no need to make a fuss about it, so he just chuckled and said thank you for your advice, Uncle, and that he would try to go to internet cafes less often in the future.

The uncle remained noncommittal, glanced around the bedroom, leaned closer, and whispered to him:

"How about this, your aunt and I will enroll Mingze in an extracurricular class during summer vacation. Then no one will fight with you for the computer, and you can save some pocket money."

Is there such a good thing?

Lu Mingfei was deeply moved. He grabbed his uncle's hand and shook it vigorously, almost as if he wanted to perform a dramatic scene of tears streaming down his face.

"Uncle, you're still the best to me!"

That's why he's called my uncle; without him, Lu Mingfei really doesn't know how he would have survived!

Thinking about his future, with a PS2 in his left hand and a laptop in his right, able to play games whenever he wanted and chat with Chen Wenwen whenever he wanted, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but hum softly again.

Seeing his nephew so happy, Lu Gucheng felt a pang of guilt and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.

"Let's go eat first."

"Alright!" Lu Mingfei ran into the kitchen with a cheerful smile, like a happy little squirrel that had just picked up a whole tree hole full of nuts.

Lu Gucheng shook his head, turned and went into the bedroom. Soon, the couple's conversation could be heard inside:

"Did you tell him?"

"I said so."

"What was the reaction?"

"good."

"What do you mean by 'okay'?"

"It's alright, it's alright... Why don't you let Mingfei learn piano with Mingze?"

"What do you mean I won't allow it? That's because Lu Mingfei is hopeless. Spending money on piano lessons is less worthwhile than sending him to an internet cafe; at least he can sit still in front of a computer!"

"Then why did you deduct his allowance?" The man's voice was somewhat muffled.

"Why would he go to an internet cafe when he has a computer at home? He should save the money for electricity!" the woman said matter-of-factly.

Why does she always cut off Lu Mingfei's allowance?

We all know that this kid goes to internet cafes as soon as he has money.

Electronic opium is extremely harmful, and internet cafes are full of good-for-nothing hooligans.

Lu Mingfei spends all his time hanging out with bad kids. It's okay if he goes astray himself, but we absolutely cannot let him lead Lu Mingze astray!

Her son, Mingze, is going to get into a top-tier university!

……

Lu Mingfei was completely unaware of the conversation taking place in the master bedroom. He was currently lounging in the kitchen, smugly admiring the hundred-yuan bill he had just received. The intoxicating smell of ink made him want to kiss it.

"Ah~~~ This is the taste of happiness!"

If it weren't for the danger of carrying a thousand yuan at night, Lu Mingfei wouldn't have waited even a second longer and would have brought home the PS2 game console he had been longing for that very night.

But it's okay, we've waited three years, what's a little longer?

The most urgent thing is to eat quickly, and after eating, while the little fat boy is taking a shower, check if Chen Wenwen is online to reply to messages.

Although he couldn't share his bizarre experience tonight with Chen Wenwen, it didn't stop him from sharing his joy.

For the past two years, the president has taken great care of him. He has no way to repay such kindness, and being so poor, he can only repay him by offering himself to him.

Before, he would have felt that Chen Wenwen was being treated unfairly, but now with this game "Dragon Raja: Heroes Era", Lu Mingfei believes that as long as he works hard to complete the mission, he will definitely be worthy of Chen Wenwen!

Thanks to the High Observer! Thanks to Dragon Raja Games!

"What a pity. If my allowance hadn't been deducted, I could have saved it up over the summer to buy Chen Wenwen a nice gift."

Carefully putting the hundred-yuan bill away and keeping it close to his body, Lu Mingfei began to have new fantasies.

The next second, the fantasy was pushed aside by a game pop-up:

A real man has hands and feet; how can he be controlled by others because of something as external as money?

[To trigger a daily task, please select—]

1. Find a job

2. Find a rich woman

3. Find a rich guy

Lu Mingfei: o_O?

Not a buddy...

Although your words are rough but the reasoning is sound, this is just too rough!

Finding summer jobs is no problem for him; he has already moved beyond the category of child labor.

But what the heck are "rich woman" and "rich man"?

Lu Mingfei had dreamed of making a living based on his looks in his early years, but unfortunately, his hardware configuration was too low and his software content was not rich enough. He simply couldn't do this kind of needlework that required both hardware and software.

As for finding a rich guy, that's utter nonsense. No matter how much he needs money, he wouldn't betray his principles.

The mission options in this game are practically making things difficult for Fat Tiger!

"Hmm? That's not right!"

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes, as if he had discovered a blind spot.

Normally, games shouldn't issue tasks that players can't complete.

Finding a job or a rich man only requires physical effort and dignity.

But finding a rich woman...

Of all the people Lu Mingfei knows, there are only three who can be called rich women.

They are Chen Wenwen, a literary girl; Liu Miaomiao, a piano beauty; and Su Xiaoqiang, a "little fairy," collectively known as the "Three Golden Flowers."

First, we can rule out Little Fairy Girl; the two are pure enemies with no possibility of reconciliation.

Secondly, Liu Miaomiao can be ruled out, as their conversations over five years didn't even exceed one hundred sentences.

In the end, all that was left was Chen Wenwen, who invited him to join the club, asked him for help, took him out to have fun, and occasionally shared little secrets with him.

"Could it be...?"

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, his heart pounding like a thousand African elephants stampeding at full speed.

"She...she's interested in me?"

The moment the thought arose, it was impossible to suppress. The suppressed instinct grew wildly and extended like vines, entangled the beating heart and helpless limbs, and then extended from the torso all the way to the head, dragging him little by little into the quagmire of love.

"This...this...this..."

Lu Mingfei blushed deeply, feeling that he had reached the climax of his life, the pinnacle of his existence.

"This is really putting me in a difficult position!"

My family members don't understand. Meeting the person I wanted to protect most at the most vulnerable age is a feeling I've never had before...

"Lu Mingfei, what's wrong with you?!"

Just as a certain loser was lost in his delusional fantasies, a voice strained by fat pulled him back to reality.

Lu Mingfei turned around and saw that Lu Mingze had appeared at the kitchen door at some point, looking at him with a horrified expression.

The chubby boy eavesdropped in the bedroom for a long time, and only after confirming that his crazy cousin had been dealt with by his mother did he sneak out to check on the situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out, I saw a maggot wriggling wildly in the kitchen. I looked over and, lo and behold, it was my brother who slept on the lower bunk.

Damn it, Lu Mingfei's illness has gotten even worse!

Is it too late for him to change roommates?

Lu Mingfei was caught red-handed in a fit of rage, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and tried his best to save face:

"No, Auntie's braised pork was so delicious, I couldn't help myself."

Lu Mingze frowned and looked him over a few times, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything provocative and took small steps back to his room.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, quickly finished the reheated food, washed the dishes and chopsticks soaking in the sink, and happily went back to his room with his schoolbag.

The chubby boy went to take a shower. Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands together and logged onto QQ with anticipation. The girl's avatar wearing a baseball cap was still gray and didn't move.

"With so many words in the collection, she's so meticulous, she must have checked it all. It's normal that she didn't reply."

He scratched his head, offered Chen Wenwen a plausible excuse, and successfully got away with it.

It wasn't until 10 PM, after Lu Mingfei had finished showering, that Chen Wenwen's reply finally arrived:

"No problem, thank you for your hard work."

"I've already sent the final draft to the printing shop; all I need to do now is wait for it to be bound into a book."

Upon seeing the reply, which was 32 characters long and contained 4 punctuation marks, Lu Mingfei felt that all the hard work of the past five days had been fully rewarded. Every pore on his body was screaming with joy, and he felt even more comfortable than after taking a cold shower!

"It's no hardship, serving the people! / Salute! / Salute!"

Lu Mingfei replied with a witty remark, but Chen Wenwen did not respond.

Her profile picture was still gray, indicating that she had logged off after leaving him a message.

Even so, Lu Mingfei was still overjoyed, after all, Chen Wenwen hadn't sent him such a long message in a very long time.

I used to think she was just quiet, but now I realize that girls are always extra reserved when they are around men they like.

"Hehe... Chen Wenwen... Hehe..."

After shutting down his computer and climbing into bed, Lu Mingfei once again writhed like a maggot, hopelessly lost in a hormonal fantasy filled with pink bubbles.

On the bunk bed, Lu Mingze huddled under the covers, shivering.

The lewd laughter and eerie tremors coming from the lower bunk made the 160-pound chubby boy feel more pitiful and helpless than ever before.