Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

"So who exactly are you?"

"I've already told you, I'm your younger brother Lu Mingze, we're the closest brothers in the world... Don't ask me how close we are, that's a silly question."

Lu Mingze sat on the bed, swinging his legs naturally, and reached into the fruit basket on the cabinet and pulled out a watermelon the size of a head.

Lu Mingfei's eye twitched. The scene before him was simply too outrageous; his worldview was crumbling. He took a deep breath and still asked the most crucial question:

"So you were just saying that I can ask you any questions, but the accuracy of the answers can't be guaranteed, right?"

"Of course not. I can guarantee that all my answers are sincere, but whether you believe me or not is up to you!"

As Lu Mingze spoke, he broke the watermelon, which was larger than his head, in half with his bare hands right in front of Lu Mingfei. The flesh was as red as agate.

"I would never lie to you, because we brothers are the only ones in this world who depend on each other for survival."

"Alright, then I'll reluctantly believe you're my brother. Now, can you tell me how you did all this?"

Lu Mingfei was referring to Lu Mingze's action of conjuring a shovel and a watermelon out of thin air. He was certain that this was not some kind of close-up magic trick. The shovel made a "clanging" sound when it was thrown on the ground, proving that it was not a prop used for performance.

There was nowhere on Lu Mingze's body to hide those things. When the shovel was upright, it was taller than him. If he were to walk with it hidden in his clothes, he would probably waddle like a penguin.

When all possibilities are eliminated, what remains, no matter how unbelievable, must be the truth.

"Superpowers? Or cultivation of immortality?"

"Actually, they're pretty much the same, but I prefer to call it 'Power and Strength'... How about it, brother? Want to try what it feels like to wield power and strength? It feels amazing!"

Lu Mingze's voice suddenly deepened, and his eyes, illuminated by the light, bloomed like golden lotuses before Lu Mingfei:

"Look at this city, don't you feel lonely? Brother, if you turn your head, you'll see very tall buildings on both sides, each with many windows, and in every lit window, there's someone. Guess what they're doing? They're sitting at a table together, clinking glasses, laughing and sharing food when you're at your loneliest and saddest. Lovers are embracing and kissing. They live in warm rooms, laughing and enjoying the world's kindness to them!"

"But what about you, brother? You were robbed at knifepoint by a few thugs today! But their parents didn't care whether you were the one who was hurt or not; they just wanted to tear a piece of your flesh off and eat it! Your uncles and aunts don't like you either; they stood shoulder to shoulder with those who hurt you, handing over the knife when they wanted to tear you apart!"

Lu Mingze became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his speech becoming faster and faster, his youthful face contorted into a ferocious grimace like that of a raging lion:

"Actually, all you want is a tiny bit of love, something that would satisfy anyone if they just loosened their grip a little and let it slip through their fingers... But they'd rather flush all their love down the drain than give you even a single drop!"

"Admit it, brother! No one in this world truly loves you except me. As for those who want to tear a piece of your flesh, they should raise their knives and cut off the hand that dares to reach for you!"

His speech slowed down:

"You already possess the courage to wield a knife; all you lack is a good one... and I'm here to deliver it to you—a peerless blade! Once you grasp it, no one in this world will dare to underestimate you!"

Lu Mingze held up the half-eaten watermelon and handed it to Lu Mingfei, his expression solemn as if he were presenting a precious sword to the emperor.

"You're wrong. I don't feel lonely or sad at all. On the contrary, I've never felt so refreshed."

Lu Mingfei stared into Lu Mingze's eyes.

The magma flowing in Lu Mingze's eyes gradually cooled, and the dazzling golden light dimmed. He shrugged and casually tossed the watermelon into the trash can, as if he were throwing away garbage.

"Brother, you're still unwilling to admit it, just like before. The reason you don't feel lonely is because..."

"And I won't cut off their hands with a knife."

Lu Mingfei interrupted Lu Mingze, "If you really are my brother, then you should know that I will only cut off their heads... If I cut off one of their hands, they still have the other hand to hold a knife and hurt me... Even if both hands are cut off, they still have legs, and if they lose their legs, they still have their heads, so only cutting off their heads is safe enough."

Lu Mingze stared blankly at him. Lu Mingfei spoke eloquently, his face expressionless as he spoke. He was simply explaining his ideas in a calm manner, even though those ideas were menacing, like a butcher who had just slaughtered thousands of pigs in a slaughterhouse.

Lu Mingze suddenly felt a little worried because he realized that Lu Mingfei seemed to be acting strangely. All the lines and persuasive words he had prepared were completely overwhelmed by the other party's murderous words.

Damn it! Which of us is the devil?!

Lu Mingze woke up with a start. From the beginning, he had always thought that he had the upper hand. He believed that as long as he gave Lu Mingfei a hard time and then gave him a sweet treat, he could make this guy walk down the path he had written in advance.

But this madman completely ignored the road signs, turned the steering wheel at the entrance, and sped out of the roadside bushes.

The reason he was willing to drive along the main road earlier was because he was dissatisfied with the side roads he passed; he was the kind of person who wanted to drive the car off a cliff.

Now that Lu Mingfei had finally found the straight road leading to the bottom of the cliff, he jumped up with joy and slammed on the gas pedal, turning the steering wheel all the way to the floor.

What kind of weird and strange evil has bewitched this person to change so drastically in a single day, like nuclear fission?!

Lu Mingze quickly waved his hand to interrupt Lu Mingfei's eloquent speech, and pressed hard on his brow:

"Alright, it doesn't matter if you want to cut off someone's hand, leg, or head. Like I said before, I'm here to deliver a peerless sword to you. The peerless sword is called 'Power and Strength.' As long as you hold it, you can do everything you just mentioned."

"So, brother, do you want to switch?"

"So this peerless sword costs money?"

"Wow, brother, do you really believe in free lunches? I already said it's an exceptional sword. The swordsmith practically spun his entire savings for this, and then spent forty-nine years hammering away like a fool every single day to forge it. Of course, it couldn't have been made for free! Do you think the swordsmith did it out of pure passion?"

"But you just said it was a gift."

Lu Mingfei naturally refuted this.

"That's not how you interpret that sentence..."

Lu Mingze covered his face helplessly, deciding that he must visit the doctor's house before leaving to learn more about Lu Mingfei's condition.

"Anyway, brother, do you want to switch?"

"What price do I need to pay?"

"You've read Faust, haven't you?"

"I've read it before."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"The devil made a bet with Faust: the devil would become Faust's servant and fulfill all his desires, and Faust's price would be that the moment he felt satisfied, he would die and his soul would belong to the devil. My condition is similar; I can also grant your wishes, but the price is your soul."

"Are you a devil?"

"No, no, no, compared to you, brother, I'm as kind as an angel. If Hell knew there was such a person as you, even Satan would rise up and make way for you."

Lu Mingze waved his hand, "Brother, you've asked so many questions, do you want to trade?"

"Can any wish come true?"

"Everything...no, almost everything."

"What if I wanted to sit in God's seat?"

"If I really had that kind of ability, I would have become God myself long ago. Why would I be here making deals? Besides, brother, you probably won't be able to go to heaven. The moment you set foot on heaven's territory, hell might become a regular army."

Lu Mingze spread his hands out, "So, tell me something I can do."

Lu Mingfei was silent for a few seconds:

"Is my soul really of such high quality in hell?"

"Absolutely top-quality goods!"

"So, a high-quality soul can only earn you one wish?"

"Brother, you're the first person who's ever tried to bargain with the devil."

Lu Mingze smiled silently:

"Of course, it's not just one wish. Brother, your soul is of such high quality that even we devils have a conscience. You can trade four wishes in total... The terms of the trade are this: you can summon me four times, and each time I can grant you one wish—murder, arson, demolishing houses, anything is possible. If I accomplish the task, I will take a quarter of your life, until you have completely used up all four wishes, at which point your soul will return to hell with me."

"But I feel that with your abilities, it would be difficult to fulfill my wish."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Brother, are you questioning the competence of a devil!"

Lu Mingze sighed. "There are some things I really can't do, but I can handle most of them. Anyway, the deal won't take effect unless you make a wish. You can keep the deal details for emergencies, right?"

"You do seem to have a good conscience."

"Of course! After all, you're my brother. I've already said that even if you're crazy, I'll still go out on the streets and beg to support you. If your price isn't enough, I'll go to someone else and rip them off. I'll use their prices to make up the difference and still break even!"

Lu Mingze jumped off the bed, passed by Lu Mingfei, and with a light leap, landed on the windowsill, crossed the window, and stood outside.

"Alright, visiting hours are over now. I'll come see you again next time. I have to visit someone else, so I won't disturb your rest any longer, brother. Anyway, whenever you encounter a problem you can't solve, just summon me. I'll give a quarter of my life to serve you faithfully!"

After saying that, Lu Mingze spread his arms and fell backward. The security bars outside melted the moment they touched him, leaving a human-shaped hole.

Through the hole, Lu Mingfei saw Lu Mingze waving. A gust of wind howled past the boy, and before the next lightning bolt illuminated the night, Lu Mingze's figure had completely disappeared from his sight.

He stood by the window for a while, then turned off the light and went back to bed.

He finished reading the book "Faust".

The ending is that Faust was never satisfied throughout his life. In his later years, he went blind and heard the sound of gravedigging, which he mistook for people reclaiming land from the sea and building their ideal country. In his fantasy, he finally uttered the fatal summons, and then collapsed and died.

The devil's deal was struck, and he rushed out to steal the soul Faust had long awaited, when an angel descended and, on the grounds that "those who persevere will be saved," guided Faust's soul to heaven.

The devil, meanwhile, was frantically searching for a soulless body.

Lu Mingfei doesn't need wishes, nor does he want so-called power and strength, but he is quite interested in heaven and hell.