Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

Lu Mingfei felt like his brain was about to explode.

What bloodline? What mixed-race? What kind of monarch?

He was just an ordinary person.

A loser who just turned eighteen, secretly in love with a girl who will never look back at him, playing StarCraft for the rest of his life, living an ordinary life that can be seen from the beginning.

"You are not." Lu Mingze seemed to see through his thoughts, and his golden eyes burned with an even more intense fire.

"You never were."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Because in the real world, Shen Jue's hands never stopped.

In those fractions of a second before the little devil Lu Mingze's mind could make any substantial intervention.

The silver needle tip had already pierced the skin of Lu Mingfei's arm.

The liquid, shimmering with golden light, was slowly pushed into his veins.

For the first time, a crack appeared in Lu Mingze's expression.

It was shock, it was anger, and it was a hint of fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

"No!"

Lu Mingfei's consciousness was abruptly pulled back to reality.

He heard himself shout.

pain.

An overwhelming pain exploded from the injection site, sweeping along the blood vessels to every inch of bone, every muscle, and every cell in the body.

The flesh was torn, dismantled, and reassembled, activating Lu Mingfei's latent dragon bloodline.

Lu Mingfei's back arched, and he fell to the ground, rolling around continuously.

"Stay away from him," Shen Jue calmly instructed.

Several mixed-race girls immediately stepped back and waited respectfully to the side, awaiting how things would unfold.

Lu Mingfei's body is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, the skin.

Large patches of his previously rough skin peeled away, revealing the newly formed, smooth, jade-like texture beneath.

Her skin tone was somewhere between the ivory white of the East and the cool porcelain white of the West, gleaming faintly in the candlelight.

Then there was his physique; Lu Mingfei's bones were making a series of crisp cracking sounds, like bamboo shoots sprouting in spring.

His height increased by several inches, and his originally thin shoulders were widened by an invisible carving knife.

The waistline is tightened, and the spine is stretched out.

The whole person seemed to be liberated from a curled-up state, stretching out into a skeleton that combines strength and elegance.

Then there are the facial features.

The contours of his face were subtly adjusted, with his brows slightly raised, giving his originally plain eyes and brows a more profound look.

Each of these changes was extremely small, but when put together, they gave that face, which could only be described as pretty, a kind of magic that made it impossible to look away.

Lu Mingfei's shouts gradually subsided.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Those were deep brown pupils, but deep within them burned a ring of golden flames like lava.

The flame flickered twice in his eyes, then vanished silently, as if it had never appeared.

Lu Mingfei looked down at his hands, as if he were seeing them for the first time.

"I..." His voice was several octaves deeper than before, and it had a strange magnetism that made all the mixed-race girls present unconsciously hold their breath.

Shen Jue casually tossed the potion aside, took a step back, and looked Lu Mingfei up and down, a genuine smile curving his lips.

"Welcome to the new world, Mingfei boy."

Lu Mingfei looked up.

Deep within his consciousness, Lu Mingze's spiritual body remained silent for a long time.

Finally, the little devil sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei felt better than ever before.

His negative emotions vanished, and his physical functions made him feel that the world around him was crystal clear.

Even the smiles of those mixed-race girls were much clearer.

I stayed up all night online last night, and after sleeping all day today, all the fatigue has disappeared.

Lu Mingfei felt that with his current mental and physical strength, he could easily stay up all night online for a month without affecting his condition in the slightest.

"What...what is this?" Lu Mingfei asked in confusion.

A mixed-race girl handed Lu Mingfei a mirror inlaid with gemstones.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Lu Mingfei uttered a profound question: "Is this me?"

"It's you," Shen Jue said with a smile.

"Am I that handsome?"

Yes, you should be confident.

Shen Jue clapped his hands, and the waiter outside the bar came in and cleaned up the mess left by Lu Mingfei after he injected the drug.

While he was at it, he changed Lu Mingfei into an expensive set of casual clothes.

The mixed-race girls surrounded Lu Mingfei again, but this time, their eyes were more eager and their attitude was more enthusiastic.

"As my friend, Shen Jue."

"You need to stand up straight."

Shen Jue smiled, patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, and handed him a glass of wine.

"Let's have fun today, and we'll discuss the party plans tomorrow."

Seeing the drinks Shen Jue offered, Lu Mingfei said softly, "But I have to go home tonight, otherwise my aunt will be angry."

"?" Shen Jue asked, a question mark appearing on her face.

"What are you talking about, kid? Do you think I didn't think of that?"

"I already sent someone to speak with them."

"They were so welcoming, inviting you to stay with me for a few more days."

Lu Mingfei was not surprised at all. Given Shen Jue's style, the person he sent to make the first impression would probably have an air of authority and demeanor that would make his uncles and aunts treat him with great respect.

"Don't think too much about it," Shen Jue said softly, hooking her arm around Lu Mingfei's neck.

"Tonight will definitely be unforgettable."

Lu Mingfei was a little confused, but he still drank the wine that Shen Jue handed him.

Inside the bar, Shen Jue led Lu Mingfei and a group of mixed-race girls in playing games.

After the game ended late at night, Lu Mingfei was escorted to his guest room by several mixed-race girls.

When Shen Jue leisurely arrived at Lu Mingfei's room in the morning, the mixed-race girls were still not up.

Lu Mingfei, meanwhile, sat on an exceptionally large and luxurious bed, contemplating life.

His appearance at this moment resembled that of an ancient sage contemplating the connection between all things and the universe.

"How did you feel last night?" Shen Jue asked with a smile, glancing at the chaotic battlefield.

Lu Mingfei was shirtless. In the past, he would have been very shy and would have found a shirt to put on.

But at this moment, he simply said to Shen Jue, "Is this how the lives of the wealthy are—so simple and unpretentious?"

Shen Jue laughed heartily: "Sorry, having money means you can do whatever you want!"

"Brother Shen, I suddenly feel that my feelings for Chen Wenwen are not as pure as they used to be," Lu Mingfei said with a sigh.

"When I think of her."

"I no longer feel the same heavy emotions as before; it's as if she's just a symbol, a punctuation mark, in my memory."

"She wasn't as good as I imagined, and I didn't really love her that much."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jue calmly nodded and said, "That's normal."

"Mingfei, you've grown up."

"Now you're finally acting like a man!"

"Alright! It's time to start our plan!"

"Senior sisters or whatever! It doesn't matter!"

"Our goal is to dominate the world of mixed-race beauties!"

"What the hell?" Lu Mingfei couldn't hold back.