Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"You, you, you...you don't remember my ID number?" Mo Qiuran covered his heart and looked like he was having trouble breathing.

Chu Zihang remained silent. It would be a problem if he remembered this!

"Oh, I remember now. You haven't seen my ID number before." Mo Qiuran's interest in performing came and went quickly. His face turned expressionless in an instant and he reported a string of numbers. "Remember this now. I remember all yours."

"How do you remember me?" Chu Zihang was stunned.

"You really believe what they say?" Mo Qiuran asked back, "Hurry up and send it to them and see how they respond."

Chu Zihang entered Mo Qiuran's ID number and clicked send.

This string of numbers passed through many gateways, spanning half the globe, and arrived at the server in the basement of the Kassel College Library in the far suburbs of Chicago, where it was then read, analyzed, and searched for... In an instant, Mo Qiuran was locked on, and all relevant information was read, archived, backed up, evaluated, and then packaged and sent to the person in charge.

In the pitch-black darkness, there was only the dull, sticky breathing sound, which sounded like a broken bellows. As the screen of a mobile phone next to him lit up and vibrated for a moment, the dull and long breathing sound also stopped at the same moment, and continued after a long time, which was a little more hurried than before.

A hand grabbed the mobile phone, and at the same time the light in the bedroom was turned on. The light dispelled the darkness, and a man with dark red scars on his neck was sitting on the bed. He was wearing ordinary clothes instead of pajamas, and his face was covered with a black mask, not to look cool, but to connect the gas pipe. The pipe was extended to the cylinder placed on the cart beside him. Only in this way can he maintain normal breathing. His eyes with iron-gray pupils have begun to scan the information received on the mobile phone. It only takes a blink of an eye for him to go from a sleeping state to a fully awake working state. It seems to have become an instinct for him.

"Chu Zihang, Mo Qiuran... two accidents in a row..." After a moment, the man spoke, his voice like a knife cutting through rusty steel.

"Norma, reply to Chu Zihang that you don't need to come to Chicago for the interview. I will take the fastest flight there immediately. The interview will be two hours after I arrive at the airport. The location will be a conference room in any hotel you choose. Remember to contact the branch staff in China to make arrangements." The man whispered.

A moment later, a message was sent from Norma to Chu Zihang's mobile phone.

After reading it, the two looked at each other. Mo Qiuran was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Is it still possible to cancel your flight? International flights are very expensive, right?"

Chu Zihang: "..."

Is now the time to care about this issue?

Chapter 20: The Day of Execution of the Gamble

The message Norma sent directly stated that due to special circumstances, the school director decided to come for the interview in person. The interview location is the large conference room of the Regent Hotel. The time is expected to be 6 pm tomorrow. If there is any change, she will notify you in advance. You only need to go in person and do not need to bring any documents.

"This operation is really efficient." Mo Qiuran sighed, "American schools are really rich! As expected, we must defeat the capitalists and plunder their wealth!"

"What if the other party asks you to demonstrate your abilities during the interview?" Seeing that Mo Qiuran didn't look worried at all, Chu Zihang had to remind him. He had been thinking about this question ever since Mo Qiuran showed his ice-blue pupils.

"Being special is sometimes not a good thing, and we don't know whether what you have is a mutation or not. Even if it is a mutation, we don't know whether it is normal or not, and we don't know what they will do." Chu Zihang continued softly.

"Don't worry, my eyes won't change color when I use my abilities lightly," Mo Qiuran was still very reliable when it came to serious matters, "As for golden eyes like yours..."

As he spoke, Mo Qiuran closed his eyes. When he opened them again, Chu Zihang was startled, because he saw that there seemed to be a blazing golden flame burning in Mo Qiuran's pupils. At first glance, they looked like a pair of bright golden eyes!

Just by looking at each other, Chu Zihang felt an explosive heat. He even felt that his golden eyes opened uncontrollably in the face of this heat because he sensed a huge threat!

"You have two abilities!" Chu Zihang said firmly, lowering his voice subconsciously.

"Yes, but I rarely use this because it is too powerful. Just like yours, it also controls fire," Mo Qiuran nodded, his pupils returned to their original black color between closing and opening his eyes, and he smiled, "Now do you know why I like playing Kusanagi Kyo so much?"

The special effect of the pupils being like burning flames was actually achieved after Mo Qiuran was possessed by the projection of [Kyo Kusanagi]. It was also the first projection that Mo Qiuran obtained, and the source was Chu Zihang. The reason why Mo Qiuran dared to use it now was because this projection was also 3D rather than a temporary 2D one, otherwise Mo Qiuran would not be willing to give it up, although if you counted carefully, there were already quite a few projections in the system space.

Mo Qiuran felt that this might be because he had an ancestral habit engraved in the genes of the Chinese people - [hoarding supplies].

There is no way to farm, nothing can be brought into the system space. Mo Qiuran has tried many times in various ways, but ultimately failed.

"Don't tell anyone else about this. Just show your ice ability during the interview." Chu Zihang said subconsciously, "Then..."

"Then after I enter school, I will learn about the relevant knowledge and confirm whether my situation is extremely special and whether I will be sent to the operating table in the laboratory before making a decision?" Mo Qiuran continued Chu Zihang's words.

Chu Zihang found that Mo Qiuran had already said everything he wanted to say, so he could only nod.

"Huh... I'm used to you being less talkative," Mo Qiuran breathed a sigh of relief as if he was still frightened, and continued ramblingly, "You said so much in one breath just now that it made me feel unfamiliar. Although I know you are a gossiper, I still like you to be less talkative. I'll be the only one who can enjoy your chatterbox nature, and you can just be in charge of being cold and expressionless."

Chu Zihang: "..."

When did I become a gossiper!

……

"elder brother."

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei woke up from his sleep instantly.

This voice is very familiar.

He opened his eyes and saw the little boy who he had asked his uncle and aunt about today but got no information at all and who finally thought it was all a dream.

In fact, it was certain that it was a dream since he didn't die after falling off the cliff, but he remembered everything in the dream so clearly, the air, the sunlight, the sounds... everything was so real, and he could still recall every detail after waking up. If this was really a dream... then what had Lu Mingfei been doing in the past few years?

The reason why Lu Mingfei felt that this dream was not like a dream was this little boy. He looked like a real person. Lu Mingfei could swear that he had never seen such a little boy before, but he inexplicably had a familiar feeling towards the little boy, especially when the little boy called him brother.

It seems like... a long, long time ago... there was also such a person who called himself like this.

"Brother, you're awake." The little boy smiled. He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Even the angle of the sunlight coming in from the window seemed to have not changed. For a moment, Lu Mingfei was even a little dazed in the warmth, feeling that he had just left for a short while and then came back.

Everything is just like the past.

But he clearly remembered everything he had done today, remembered asking his uncle and aunt, remembered chatting with Su Xiaoqiang, but for some reason when he said he was taking Su Xiaoqiang to play games, Su Xiaoqiang called him an idiot and then logged off...

Do you really not know?

Lu Mingfei himself didn't know.

Maybe, I am just escaping, just pretending to be stupid, just because there is still a glimmer of fantasy in my heart.

Because... the bet has not yet ended and the result has not yet been announced.

"Brother, you have changed." The little boy said softly.

"Little brother, I've heard you say this three times." Lu Mingfei came back to his senses and rolled his eyes.

“Brother, you never thought about other people in front of me before.” The little boy pouted his lips, his big eyes were watery, and Lu Mingfei actually felt an inexplicable heartache when he saw it.

"Who are you? Did I know you before? Where is this place? Am I dreaming?" Lu Mingfei asked, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart.

“Brother, I feel your emotions,” the little boy still did not answer Lu Mingfei’s question, but just talked to himself, “You are expecting, you are happy... This is not allowed.”

He looked at Lu Mingfei, the golden pupils in his eyes were particularly obvious under the sunlight. His small body and tender face seemed to carry the majesty of an emperor at this moment. Every word he said was like a declaration from a god or a devil: "You will fall into eternal despair, you will feel bottomless pain, and you will bring the angry flames of revenge to this world!"

“I can understand that you have a chuunibyou, but that doesn’t mean you can curse me…” Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, but the next second the familiar feeling of falling came again, and above him was the little boy’s retracting feet and the unforgettable pair of golden eyes.

"Damn it... I'm going to beat you up sooner or later!" Lu Mingfei shouted with gritted teeth.

Sure enough, when Lu Mingfei opened his eyes again, it was just daybreak and he was lying on the bed in the room, with the familiar snoring of Lu Mingze still above him.

It’s another morning, Lu Mingfei thought, and then he froze subconsciously.

because……

Today is--

The day when the third bet between him and Mo Qiuran would be carried out.

Chapter 21 Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiang

Lu Mingfei carried his schoolbag, maintaining the posture that he had become accustomed to from being uncomfortable at the beginning. He walked into the classroom calmly, found his seat and sat down, facing the gazes of those who used to just glance at him and never looked back but today returned to stare at him.

Until the whole set of actions was completed, his gaze did not stop on anyone for even a moment.

Thus, a temperament that is incompatible with the surrounding environment and people arises naturally.

The classroom, which was originally quite noisy, gradually became quiet.

Everyone's attention was attracted by Lu Mingfei. Some who were embarrassed could not help but glance at him from time to time, while others simply stared at him intently.

"Classmate?" Finally, the boy closest to Lu Mingfei asked tentatively, "Did you go to the wrong class?"

"I'm not in the wrong place," Lu Mingfei glanced sideways and smiled slightly, "Why do you look like you don't recognize me? I just changed my hairstyle."

In the morning light, the boy had a clear and gentle face. A perfect curve was enough to move the hearts of countless men and women in the class.

"Fuck!" Many men and women cursed subconsciously in their hearts, "Where the hell did this goblin come from!"

It's ok that she looks like a fairy and can make men's hearts beat fast with just a smile, but she also speaks so excessively!

Did you change your hairstyle?

You've simply changed your head!

But Lu Mingfei ignored them and took out a book and started reading. In an instant, he seemed like a different person, from the warm and sunny person he was before to the one who kept strangers away, with his back straight. Any random shot of him seemed like a scene from an idol drama.

People in the class have begun to wonder if they are dreaming, but how could they dream of such absurd things?

Lu Mingfei, the eternal loser in the class, had been silent again except for half a year ago when his grades suddenly jumped to the middle and stunned a group of people. Everyone knew that he had a crush on Chen Wenwen but had never dared to confess... He just changed his hairstyle and became a handsome guy?

Incredible, unbelievable.

So it must be a dream or a prank, right? The production team of some TV station planned to record a prank show, so they found someone who looked a bit like Lu Mingfei and had a similar body and height... It must be like this, right?

Everyone was making excuses, unwilling to admit that what they saw was reality.

Maybe it was because of jealousy, maybe it was because of envy, maybe it was because he was unwilling to admit that he was blind before... In any case, no matter what they guessed, Lu Mingfei just sat upright in his seat, looking at his book seriously.

It was like I had suddenly become a person from another world, and from then on there was no need to interact with ordinary people.

“I’m so tired and I really want to bend down. What’s so interesting about this book? Can I just lie down and take a nap? I heard that dreaming is a sign of poor sleep quality…” Lu Mingfei, who looked like an immortal in the eyes of everyone, was thinking about these messy questions.

As a loser who has been in decline for more than ten years, even if Lu Mingfei had experienced the most changes in his life in the past two days, it would not be possible for him to develop the temperament he displayed at this moment in such a short time.

Habit is a terrible force, but it takes time to work.

And Lu Mingfei would become like this...

It was because of the bet with Mo Qiuran.

Mo Qiuran arranged for Lu Mingfei all the postures of his back, the arrogant look in his eyes, and even every expression and the answers when someone asked him about it. The deadline is today, and he must maintain this state all day.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei didn't really want to gamble with Mo Qiuran, because Mo Qiuran had won the previous two times, and his wins were incredible.

However, the conditions given by Mo Qiuran this time made Lu Mingfei feel that he was sure to win.

Although he thought so twice before.

……

Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiang met at the school gate.

The two had not made an appointment to meet here. They lived in completely different places from each other, but they just happened to meet at the same time when their family drivers brought them here.

"Good morning." Chen Wenwen nodded and smiled at Su Xiaoqiang.

"Yeah." Su Xiaoqiang nodded slightly. This was in line with her usual style. Being a proud "little angel" was nothing out of the ordinary.

But this time she added, "Together?"

“…Okay.” Chen Wenwen was stunned, thinking, shouldn’t everyone in the same class follow the same path?

"Do you know why I don't like you?" Su Xiaoqiang suddenly said on the road.

"...I don't know." Chen Wenwen shook her head gently. As to whether it was true or false, only she knew.

"When I first entered school, a bastard stood next to me and said that you were the most beautiful girl in our class." Su Xiaoqiang said lightly.

"..." Chen Wenwen couldn't think of any words to answer for a moment.

How could someone actually do such a thing?

"That bastard's name is Lu Mingfei." Su Xiaoqiang said.

"Lu Mingfei..." Chen Wenwen paused and said softly, "Everyone has different opinions on things, don't worry about it."

"So you know that he likes you?" Su Xiaoqiang looked at Chen Wenwen with interest.

"...I know." Chen Wenwen nodded, and when she saw Su Xiaoqiang raise his eyebrows, she quickly said, "But I have already rejected him."

"...You rejected him? When?" A hint of surprise flashed in Su Xiaoqiang's eyes.

"Just... the day before yesterday," Chen Wenwen didn't notice Su Xiaoqiang's expression and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "I don't know why, he suddenly confessed to me."

"Oh... and you refused?" A hint of disbelief flashed in Su Xiaoqiang's bright eyes.

"Yes," Chen Wenwen nodded. She felt much more relaxed after the topic was opened up. "We should focus on studying now, and I don't like Lu Mingfei."

"Is this true?" Su Xiaoqiang couldn't believe it.

"Is this... hard to understand?" Chen Wenwen just noticed Su Xiaoqiang's expression, a little puzzled, and said softly, "I just sympathized with him before, but I never liked him. It's just that he never said it before... I can't take the initiative to tell him."

"...Where did he confess to you?" Su Xiaoqiang always felt that Chen Wenwen's behavior was not right. After careful thought, he thought of a possibility and asked.

Chen Wenwen wondered why Su Xiaoqiang asked so many questions. She didn’t know she was so gossipy before.

Although she was puzzled, she still answered: "On QQ."

"On QQ." Su Xiaoqiang suddenly realized.