Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

She smiled and called out to you:

"Xiao Mingfei, the tea is ready, take a break."

“Come on——!”

You responded loudly, swinging your wooden sword on your own, moving towards your set target.

"997,"

"998,"

"1000!"

You breathed a sigh of relief, but a sentence kept echoing in your mind:

"Must! Must! Protect everyone!"】

[In October, the autumn rain is heavy and the leaves turn yellow.]

The Butterfly sisters took the initiative to clean the courtyards of both homes, carefully trying to reduce the burden on their parents and grandfather.

Sasha——!

Sasha——!

The crisp sound of little feet stepping on the fallen leaves lingers in your ears as you swing the knife.

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[In December, with the first snow of another year falling, you swing your knife and chop the first falling snowflake.

You look up at the white sky and know that the New Year is coming again. Before you know it, after the New Year, you will be ten years old.

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[It's New Year's Eve again, and candles are lit in every house.

The fine snow fluttered and fell all over the withered cherry tree trunks, like fluffy marshmallows.

The reddish lanterns illuminated the dried-up summer cicadas in the tree hole.

The house is brightly lit and full of warmth.

This is not the New Year of one family, but the celebration of two families.

You help Mrs. Butterfly and your mother prepare the ingredients in the kitchen. Your ability to see through everything as long as you concentrate makes you even more powerful.

Mrs. Butterfly was extremely surprised and said bluntly that she would never lose to a child in cooking, and she challenged you.

You inexplicably felt a little familiar, but without thinking too much about it, you accepted the challenge from this mother who could also be naughty at times.

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[Under your mother's evil smile, Mrs. Butterfly was defeated as expected.

This is not surprising. When she discovered your talent, she had already brought you on the path of cooking. As a result, most of the time for three meals a day, she, her husband and your grandfather would just sit at the dining table and stare at you after you finished exercising.

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[Mr. Butterfly chatted with your father about everything from rumors to national affairs. When he got excited, he slammed the table and clinked glasses, looking like he was going to get drunk.

Your grandfather stroked his chin as he carefully carved the wood sculpture in his hand. Under his kind smile, the work of art that he had spent several months pondering had taken shape.

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[The butterfly sisters wearing new clothes gathered together and whispered, glancing at you from time to time, and I don’t know what they are thinking.

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[After nine dishes and three rounds of wine, you find that everyone around you is looking at you with a smile, and they all say in unison:

"Mingfei, happy birthday!"

The Butterfly Sisters gave you a green dress, saying that they somehow felt it would suit you very well.

Mrs. Butterfly and your mother smiled at each other and unfolded a black and white towel that they had knitted together stitch by stitch.

Your father narrowed his eyes slightly and brought the good news that you can learn kendo in the spring of next year.

Mr. Butterfly looked around in confusion, then suddenly an idea came to his mind. He slammed the table and said he would pass on his family's ancestral medical skills to you.

And your grandfather's birthday gift made everyone bow down to him.

It was an elaborately carved family portrait.

Two couples, an old man, next to a boy carrying a wooden sword, a girl holding a small flower, and another girl holding a cup of tea.

There is green grass under my feet and butterflies flying around me.

Everyone is laughing, just like you all gathered together.

You solemnly placed the wood sculpture in the Butterfly family's living room, where it emitted a glimmer of happiness under the warm New Year's lights.

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Ding--!

In the words of colleagues, Sifei must "sacrifice" (promote) a book.

Book title: Why are there so many beautiful girls in my shelter?

Suggested words:

When I woke up, the world changed.

As the CEO and game producer of a game company, Fang Yin was shocked to find that this world was actually the "Abnormal Shelter" that his company was preparing for internal testing!

An underground shelter, starting with only a lone commander, lacking water, electricity and food, and facing the threat of evil alien species outside. His first priority is to recruit a powerful employee to change the status quo.

There was no other choice but to kidnap a girl with white hair and red eyes and make her his first employee.

"My name is Fang Yin, the owner of the Star Shelter."

"You have already used up your life. Now it belongs to me. Is that okay?"

As the shelter developed steadily in the dirty land, it was soon filled with all kinds of beauties. After being surrounded by beautiful girls of all colors, he finally discovered the problem: [Why is my shelter full of beautiful girls? ]

Chapter 35 CG: 'One knife, one knife, and another knife! Until dawn

Chapter 35 cg: 'One knife, one knife, and another knife! Until dawn!'

[While cleaning up the mess, your hand accidentally touched the broken cup. You wiped the blood off your fingertips without a care and walked out to the courtyard with everyone.

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【3, 2, 1!】

As the countdown continued, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

A happy and warm year has passed quietly.

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【Ten years old:

You started learning kendo at a kendo gym, but stopped going after just two months.

It’s not because you gave up, but the head of the kendo gym told you frankly that there is nothing left to teach you.

This is of course inseparable from your long-term efforts, but at this time, you suddenly discovered that you have some talent in kendo.

This makes you look forward to the day when you will learn the breathing technique.

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[Spring goes and autumn comes, another year has passed.]

Spring rain, cherry blossoms, and promise.

Summer cicadas, hot tea, and swinging a knife.

Qiuye, Shasha, sweeping the floor.

Winter snow, lanterns, New Year.

This New Year, witnessed by both of your families, little Butterfly Shinobu climbed up the cherry tree and successfully hung up the string of gorgeous red lanterns by herself.

Another lively New Year's party begins in your little courtyard that has become increasingly familiar to you.

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[What you, immersed in the joy of the New Year, don’t know is that your family, who have been assisting the Demon Slayer Corps in fighting against evil spirits, has been targeted.

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Ding--!

Under Lu Mingfei's increasingly solemn gaze, the system's voice rang out.

"Detected CG: 'One knife, one knife, and another knife! Until dawn!', would you like to watch it?"

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips slightly, reviewing the changes he had made in this simulation.

Finally, he set his eyes on the golden label talent "Lucky A, May your wishes come true", and recalled what the system said about mental will affecting simulation, and he couldn't help but look at the paper on the table.

"Even if it means risking my life, I must! I must protect all of them!"

Lu Mingfei murmured and slowly closed his eyes.

Parents will not die!

Grandpa, you won’t die!

The Butterfly couple will not die!

Shinobu, Sister Kanae, won’t do that either! .

“Watch!”

This time, absolutely, no problem!

The gilded eyes flickered with a faint light, and the little loser straightened up slightly.

That was the glimmer of confidence that Lu Mingfei inadvertently developed after two simulations.

Snowy night, bright moon, fireworks.

The small living room was a bit crowded with eight people, so you moved the two vases to the tea room facing the cherry tree.

The air was filled with hot mist, and as expected, Mrs. Butterfly was once again defeated by Shi Ming Tou Fei, with a dejected look on her face.

Mrs. Shi Tou pulled her son aside, poked his little head, and whispered, "Silly son, silly son, why is your emotional intelligence so low? You don't even know how to give in to your aunt. How are you going to please her in the future?"

Shi Mingming, who was only 10 years old, scratched his head, looking puzzled.

He didn't know why he should try to please Mrs. Butterfly.

Maybe it’s because Mrs. Butterfly is an adult.

Shi Mingfei guessed so and nodded obediently.

"Okay, I understand. I'll definitely do it next time."

The dishes were all ready and the two families got together again.

After almost two years of getting along, they have become more familiar with each other and are like a family.

As the cups were passed around, the air was filled with the smell of wine. This time, even the ladies who didn't often drink alcohol started to have a sip contentedly.

Soon, they all started talking nonsense in a daze, imagining when they could hold their grandchildren.

Grandpa was all smiles as he placed the new wood carving next to the one from last year.

The slight difference is that on the grass of the new wood carving, there is a baby still climbing faintly.

"Great-grandsons and great-granddaughters."

The old man chuckled, revealing his hope for a better future.

Burp~~!

Suddenly, under Tokito's very surprised gaze, Shinobu Kocho let out a cute burp.

Her face was as bright as peach blossoms, and her eyes were rippling like a lake in the rain.

With a thud——!