He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

Tang Yu found Lu Mingfei on the hotel rooftop. At that moment, Lu Mingfei was squatting on a small platform in the center of the rooftop, sipping a drink, his brown eyes staring blankly ahead.

Judging from the look on his face, he's definitely spacing out again.

"Ah, Xiaoyu, you're here. Don't be shy, sit down and let's talk."

Upon hearing Tang Yu's voice, Lu Mingfei instantly snapped back to reality. He patted the ground beside him, gesturing for Tang Yu to sit down and talk.

"Do you think everyone is as slovenly as you?" Tang Yu glanced at Lu Mingfei with disdain, but his body still obediently sat down.

"Tell me, why are you unhappy again? Are you like a girl, with those few days every month when you're moody?"

"You should watch your mouth," Lu Mingfei said with a laugh.

Tang Yu's interruption improved Lu Mingfei's mood considerably.

"Ayu, you know what? I've always really, really envied you." Lu Mingfei took a sip of his drink, then lay down on the ground, gazing up at the azure sky.

What do you envy about me?

"What else is there to envy? It's nothing more than being rich and having a way with women," Lu Mingfei replied ambiguously.

"There are still over two hundred days until the college entrance exam. Now that I think about it, with my mediocre grades, I can only get into a mediocre second-tier university at best, and then graduate and drift through life aimlessly..."

"And so, your life passed by in an ordinary way. But it's different for you, Ayu. Even if you pack your bags and leave now, you'll still live a very comfortable life in the second half of your life."

"So that's what you envy?" Tang Yu suddenly realized, then chuckled.

"I told you you would be the protagonist, and you will be the protagonist! This is a dog-eat-dog world. Having money doesn't mean anything; you're just an ordinary person."

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3. Dragon's Blood Dream

"Some people are born extraordinary, Mingfei. You must believe that you are one of them."

"Your future will be bright; your bloodline allows you to see the true face of this world, while I cannot..."

Tang Yu was intimately familiar with the joys and sorrows that would follow in this world.

Lu Mingfei, a freshman at Kassel College, possesses S-class bloodline and a cheat code that shares the same name as his cousin Lu Mingze.

He was also a clumsy dragon slayer.

For these dragon slayers who could perish in the war against dragons at any moment, money was probably dispensable.

Tang Yu once fantasized about joining Kassel College, becoming a dragon slayer, and wielding incredibly powerful incantations—how prestigious that would be!

But in reality, apart from his extraordinary memory, Tang Yu, who transmigrated from another world, was otherwise quite ordinary.

As for that lofty and profound sorrow of blood, Tang Yu said that he had lived carefree for sixteen years and had never felt lonely or sad.

Lu Mingfei hadn't expected that his casual grumbling to Tang Yu would elicit such a long, almost didactic, admonition from Tang Yu.

"Ayu, you..." Seeing Tang Yu's unprecedented seriousness, Lu Mingfei opened his mouth wide and squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

At this moment, Tang Yu also realized that he had talked too much and said many things he shouldn't have.

Therefore, Tang Yu hurriedly used his skill—changing the subject—and awkwardly shifted the topic to another side.

I thought that after saying so much, Lu Mingfei would have some doubts.

But as it turns out, Tang Yu overestimated Lu Mingfei's IQ.

This guy completely ignored Tang Yu's meaningless pep talk and kept drinking his beverage.

The two of them squatted on the rooftop, chatting away in a collective, loud manner.

In the blink of an eye, the sun dipped below the horizon, and the sky gradually darkened. Only a bright white-purple line stubbornly shone on the distant horizon.

"They've probably eaten enough inside. Let's go pack our things and get ready to leave."

Tang Yu rubbed his legs, which were a little numb from squatting for so long, and slowly stood up.

Inside the room.

As soon as the door opened, Tang Yu and Lu Mingfei were instantly stunned.

The place looked like it had just been the site of a fierce battle, with boys and girls lying haphazardly in every corner.

The few remaining gluttons were still conscious and were stuffing food into the gaping maw.

The scene inexplicably gave people a very joyful feeling.

"Uh... can someone explain to me what happened?" Tang Yu asked, his face contorted with frustration.

"They... well, they're about to take the college entrance exam, so they're under a lot of pressure. They ordered some beer and then got drunk," Xu Miaomiao mumbled, her mouth full of food.

"He's drunk!!!"

Tang Yu felt his head was about to explode.

"Don't you guys have school tomorrow? You bunch of drunkards, do you want the headmaster to kill me?"

"Relax, relax! It's a three-day holiday for New Year's Day, and tomorrow is only the second day. The head teacher won't know." Xu Yanyan, one of the chubby twin brothers, finished the food on his plate in a flash and replied casually.

"Oh my god... I've really messed things up." Tang Yu slapped himself across the face, his voice filled with grief.

"Dear brothers and sisters, I'm begging you, please check the school's notice when you have a holiday! Three-day holidays are for first and second year high school students, but you're already third year, so you only have one day off! Do you understand?"

Tang Yu practically roared out the last few words. He, Tang Yu, had been a brilliant man all his life and a well-known figure at Shilan Middle School, but today he had ruined everything because of this bunch of incompetent teammates.

"Uh...no way! Why didn't we know about such important news?"

Upon hearing the news, the several heavyweight fat men were so shocked that they dropped the food in their hands. After each of them made a phone call to verify the truth of the matter, each of them wore an expression of utter grief.

Xu Miaomiao: "No way! Am I really that unlucky? I haven't even done my homework yet!"

Xu Yanyan: "Your homework is a small matter. The most important thing now is what to do with this group of drunks?"

Huang Ren: "We're doomed! If we're still drunk before school tomorrow, our homeroom teacher will kill us. Tang Yu, what should we do now?"

"What to do? Just let it be!" Tang Yu said helplessly, shrugging his shoulders with a look of exasperation.

"We haven't even graduated yet, and you're all rushing to drink! Now look what's happened, I should probably start thinking about how to write my self-criticism... I just wanted to have a peaceful birthday, and you guys have ruined it!"

After a great deal of effort, Tang Yu and the others managed to get all the boys into taxis and drop them off at their respective homes.

The remaining girls are a bit tricky.

"So many pretty young girls, it's not safe to send them by taxi, what should we do?" Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, forcing himself to look away from Chen Wenwen.

"Stop looking like a lecherous man, be more reserved! Call Liu Miaomiao's driver to pick you up. Su Xiaoqiang's driver should also be available. Call both of them."

And so, Tang Yu, Lu Mingfei, and the two drivers worked until after midnight before finally getting all the big shots to their homes.

"Mingfei, you should go to sleep early too, you have class tomorrow." On the way home, Tang Yu stretched his stiff body and yawned deeply.

"how about you?"

"Me? Heh..." Tang Yu gave a very sinister smile.

"Of course I'm staying up all night watching anime and playing games! You guys have school tomorrow, but I'm not! How about it, are you jealous? Hahaha!"

"You shameless woman! You never do anything that involves people."

At that moment, Lu Mingfei really wanted to punch Tang Yu in the face, but fortunately he restrained himself in time.

……

"Phew, so tired! Every day is like this, not even a holiday can give me a moment's peace."

Late at night, Tang Yu did not stay up all night watching anime or playing games as he had previously said.

After drinking a can of milk, he lay down on the bed, covered his face with his hands, and enjoyed the comfort of the soft mattress.

Tang Yu pulled the blanket over his exposed stomach, and a deep weariness washed over him, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

……

"He is a sinner; he shouldn't be here!"

"Burn it!!"

"No, no, don't come any closer, you scaled monster!"

"Monster, stay away from me!"

In his sleep, countless noisy sounds rang in Tang Yu's ears.

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4. Norma arrives

"Who? Who's speaking over there?"

Tang Yu was awakened by a noisy commotion. He groggily opened his eyes and, half-asleep, realized that he was not lying in his comfortable bed at home.

This is a wide square, where a fierce wind whips up sand and dust that lunges at people, making it difficult to even open one's eyes for a moment.

In the center of the square was a high platform made of piled stones. On the platform stood a huge wooden cross, and on the cross, countless iron chains as thick as a wrist bound a blood-soaked, bluish-gray creature.

Below the high platform.

The huge square was packed with people, and countless people in robes with indistinct faces stood below, pointing and gesturing at the figure on the cross.

Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, Tang Yu could still clearly sense their disgust.

And mixed in with the deep-seated disgust, there was a trace of fear originating from the bloodline...

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the platform.

The figure's face was also blurred, but his clothes were obviously very luxurious, made of dark red fabric with gold thread trim, and he exuded an aura of authority without being angry.

"Grand Duke Mahal has decreed that this bastard, a hybrid of human and dragon, be burned to death!"

The figure had just finished announcing the orders of the duke from who-knows-where when a thunderous cheer erupted from the square below.

"it is good!"

"Long live Grand Prince Mahal!"

"Great! That bastard is finally dead."

……

This time, Tang Yu clearly heard the discussions among the crowd below.

The sounds were chaotic, but they were all nothing more than angry curses directed at the figure bound to the cross.