Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

"Mingze, learn from your brother. Look at your big belly. You should lose some weight. Don't let your senior year of high school pass by before you do."

"You woke up just in time. Put your brother's clothes in the washing machine, wash your face and brush your teeth, then go practice the piano, come back and read a book, I will watch you personally." Aunt called out and handed the clothes to the confused Lu Mingze.

"Mom, it's Sunday!"

"Sunday is not an excuse for you not to study, and you're pouting! If you pout again, don't call me mom."

Lu Mingze wanted to cry but had no tears.

So what exactly provoked this capricious pair of parents?

The sunset is still better.

call--!

The autumn wind blows slowly, blowing away the curtains.

The two pieces of paper that Ming Fei had pasted on the wall rustled.

Dang Dang!

The computer shook violently and several messages came in.

"Ming Fei, the literature club is having a show that requires academic credits. Do you want to participate?" This is Chen Wenwen.

"@All members, please pay attention! There will be a welcome party after the midterm exams. It will be co-organized by the junior high school and the high school. All parents will come. Today is Sunday, so those who are not busy can come to the school to discuss it." This is the class monitor Zhao Menghua.

Another one.

In the somewhat enclosed hut, Uesugi Eri opened her eyes.

The thin blanket slipped off, revealing the gleaming white of the shoulders, a color that even the gods dared not defile.

The girl blinked her red eyes, stretched comfortably, and yawned silently.

Good morning, everyone!

Waving gently to her babies, Eri ran back and forth in the room with an energetic smile.

The bare feet stepped on the floor, making a bia~ji~bia~ji~ sound, echoing in the quiet room.

There was a squeak,

Eri closed her small box.

The slightly frizzy long hair spread the refreshing shampoo scent that lingered overnight throughout the entire space.

Rustling!

She jumped up suddenly and fell on the soft yellow sofa - in the shape of a duck.

Eri swung her feet and stared at the bright screen, tapping it carefully.

"Sakura, it's half past seven. Eri is awake. Are you awake?"

"Sakura, give me one plate, you haven't said a specific time yet!"

After waiting for a while, Eri pouted her lips and tapped her fingertips.

"Not awake yet?"

"Is sakura a piglet?"

There was no reply for a long time. The girl lay bored on the duck sofa and stared at the ceiling.

Sakura, you're so slow

Eri blinked and looked out the gloomy window.

It's a rainy day.

It's not suitable for prying into someone's house.

Rumble——!

The stormy dark earth was messy, with lightning and thunder.

Sonorous! Sonorous!

In the vast space, unconscious black shadows surged densely, colliding with each other like an invasion and erosion, making crisp sounds.

Hurry——!

Suddenly, as the rain fell on the long slope, the Pegasus, whose fur was as white as snow, stretched its neck and let out a long neigh!

The four front paws galloped, exploding with thunder and crackling!

The eight-legged Pegasus - Sleipnis!

Om-!

The mottled ancient trees streaked across the sky, with their hands folded behind their backs, causing the howling wind!

That is the ancient weapon that never misses and can lock onto cause and effect - Kungunir!

The sleeping one eye opened its eyelids, and a dull and majestic voice sounded,

"Who?"

“Who dares to steal God’s authority?”

The bright golden eyes flashed, it was Odin!

In the kingdom of the dead, there is thunder and lightning, heavy rain and howling wind!

The Deadpool Legion opened their eyes as the King woke up.

The dark earth, behind the horse, is displayed, and everything is golden at first glance!

Someone has touched the king's authority.

So thousands of threads gathered in the big hand, and Wang sent an invitation letter of cause and effect to the distance!

So in the windy seasons of autumn and winter, with storms as the curtain, Odin's hunting began!

The Nibelungs mess up the elemental tides of reality,

The surging waves crashed against the dark grey beach, knocking over a few dark green crabs.

Endless water vapor is rippling above the coastal cities!

Didi——!

Didi——!

On the crowded asphalt road, the red countdown at the intersection outlines a series of bright red car tails, and the sudden shrill horns urge people to hurry up.

Storm is coming!

"Is it going to rain?"

Lu Mingfei, carrying his schoolbag, turned back subconsciously.

Sniffing the pungent smell of exhaust, he scratched his cheek.

"God, please give me some face and stop raining. I haven't made any preparations."

He didn't bring any umbrella or raincoat.

Entering the campus, Lu Mingfei went straight to the playground, not paying attention to the groups of people in the campus, which seemed to be a lot more than yesterday.

Hang the bag on the blue horizontal bar.

Hold on to the silver-white fence and simply stretch it according to Brother Chu's instructions.

Then,

Strange yet familiar running!

The dull water vapor sticks to the tiny hairs, making it an unfriendly cloudy day.

The oppressive air squeezes my heaving chest; the oxygen in the morning air is a little thin.

Boom-!

Boom-!

The gradually violent beating sounded in my ears!

Exercise dispels fatigue and invigorates the eyes.

Round and round!

The soul commands the body and coordinates every muscle.

Precise control, every bit!

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.

The results of five years of training in Demon Slayer World cannot be directly given to this body.

But the instinctive perception will quickly erase the mistakes that may be made in the process of moving forward!

In this case, he might only need three years.

Do not!

call--!

suck--!

A strange rhythm echoed from Lu Mingfei's mouth and nose.

In an instant, all the accumulated fatigue was swept away!

What followed was a sudden burst of light footsteps!

"One year!"

As long as he is willing to work hard and his uncle and aunt don't mind that he eats too much, it will only take him a year to get back to the pace of Demon Slayer.

It is just unclear to what extent Demon Slayer's power will be restricted in a reality dominated by technology.

Tap tap tap——!

Chu Zihang, wearing a towel and sweating slightly, stepped into the playground, but was slightly stunned.

"Ming Fei?"

The arrival of this junior student who was beginning to change was indeed within his expectations.

But what he didn't expect was that based on the difference in running posture and rhythm between yesterday and today,

Lu Mingfei’s progress is somewhat terrifying!

The two chatted about one thing and another and moved to the kendo hall.

With the crisp collision of the key and the lock, the empty kendo hall opened wide, and the scattered dust was like mist, lingering in the emptiness.

Chu Zihang handed Lu Mingfei a bamboo sword thoughtfully.

"I will teach you some basic kendo fundamentals first."

"There are various sword schools in China and Japan. I learned a lot of different sword schools myself. Overall, I prefer practical combat."

"Yeah! Senior Brother Chu, I know." Lu Mingfei nodded gently in response, muttering in his heart,

After all, Brother Chu, your original intention of learning kendo seemed to be to beat college students until they cried, right?

"It will be slower to learn systematically according to a certain school of thought, so I plan to directly teach you the basics that I think are more useful."

"First, chop vertically!"

Listening to Chu Zihang's explanation, Lu Mingfei subconsciously swung the bamboo sword, shaking the air.

Snapped--!

"Lift your elbows an inch higher and straighten your wrists."

Snapped--!

Lu Mingfei listened to the calm teaching, his mind completely immersed, and he didn't notice Chu Zihang's increasingly strange look.

"Again!"

Om-!

Lu Mingfei thrust forward suddenly, the bamboo sword trembling slightly, stirring up a barely perceptible bamboo fragrance.