Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Let’s not mention Principal Angers, the vengeful god. To put it bluntly, for most professors at Kassel College, it doesn’t matter where the species comes from. Whether it’s the mysterious civilization left in the Nibelungs or another world. Or visitors from parallel time and space.

The world with dragons has been enough to keep them busy for thousands of years. How can they have so much time and energy to care about other things?

They just want to pay attention to whether this new species will be a help or a hindrance on the road to slaying the dragon.

After all, these people who have the ability to fight and gnaw at Deadpool do not conflict with Cassel's position of slaying the dragon, but are subtly consistent.

I don’t know if it’s the elemental disorder caused by authority, or if it’s just the weather today.

What is clear is that in the criss-crossing traffic intertwined with darkness and dazzling neon lights, the sea breeze of the coastal town is dancing.

Under the hazy cold moon, the thin white raindrops seemed to have had enough rest, and jumped out again, causing a lot of chaos.

The cold red taillights connected with the warm yellow near-beam lights, and the rain traces in front of the window shattered into a red lake, and disappeared the next moment.

Chen Motong gently closed her eyes, crumpled the beautiful night scene outside the window into a ball together with the curiosity, doubts, wavering self-denial and self-affirmation in her heart, and threw it out of the sky.

Be it a kidnapping case or a group of Deadpools.

It doesn't matter if one person is wearing a triangle, a red-eyed mutant hybrid, or a visitor from another world.

It had nothing to do with her at all. The interest in my heart had passed. I said what I had to say and did what I could do.

She now thinks even more about falling down on the soft big bed and being unable to sleep. However, the world is falling apart and the world is ending, and it has nothing to do with her.

The engine buzzed, and the vehicle flashed away in the rain, leaving behind a curtain of high and low water.

The white threads continued to fall, spreading through the streets and alleys of the city, and gradually turned into transparent black under a certain group of black rolling clouds, covering up the faint smell of blood in the air.

Staggering, they pushed the door open. The antique shop and the others, who were covered in wounds, didn't know how many unknown changes their group's actions had brought to the world. They only knew that they would never underestimate the enemy again if they saw that golden-eyed monster again!

"Mind your own business!" Kamishiro Riyo, who was covered in blood, gently placed Kirishima Touka, who was covered in tears, in the corner. He looked at her pale little face with an uncertain expression. His mind was still hesitating but his body subconsciously walked out the door.

"Miss Rise, where are you going?" Kaneki Ken, who was blocking the back and clutching his abdomen, asked subconsciously. He didn't know why, but he couldn't bear to see the culprit who turned him into this state again no matter how much he hated her.

"Find some food for this nosy idiot. She doesn't have the abnormal recovery physique of our Linhe owners. If it's later, she won't survive." Kamishiro Roshi said unhappily, "Don't worry, I will try my best to stay away from here. People farther away won’t cause trouble to antiques.”

"Stop causing trouble, Li Shi." An old voice came from outside the door. The Fangcun store manager who led all the deadlies to the other side of the city and successfully escaped opened the door and threw a scale-covered body on the ground. .

"If you need to supplement, use this."

He leaned against the door tiredly, staring at the pool of blood blooming on the ground, and murmured hoarsely,

"Until we understand the specific situation of this world, we must be more cautious in our future actions."

You know, even as a SSS level ghoul, he almost died when faced with the sudden burst of different powers.

The danger level of this world is definitely not half lower than that of the world with Baijiu, it will only be more difficult!

Reflected in the mirror-like lake of blood, Riyo "stabbed" off a piece of flesh, and gently stuffed it into the unconscious Kirishima Touka's red lips.

The sweet liquid that slowly soaked the floor reflected the extremely serious faces of the people in the antique shop.

The lights flicker in the red color and solemnity of the coffee shop to be opened, and also in the bay windows and relaxation of the famous hotel.

"Hmm!" Mai Shutoku lazily raised her somewhat messy head, confusedly touched the ringing cell phone, and said in a numbing voice, "Hello? Then."

"Don't tempt me now!" Potato Chip Girl, who had just gotten off the plane, was furious and wrinkled her little face and shouted, "Something happened!"

"Which of your companies went bankrupt? Or was your stock delisted?" Mai Shutoku yawned, stood up and poured a glass of water to moisten her throat.

"That would be great! Can things related to money be a big deal?" Potato Chip Girl rolled her eyes and said angrily, "It's our little lion. If you don't know, forget it! I'll send it to you directly. !”

Mai Shutoku looked at the report sent with confusion. It was the most authoritative news organization in this small town. It only released news for half an hour, and its page views had reached a level that was very scary compared to ordinary reports.

"A light that is brighter than fire? The person who miraculously survived the sea of ​​fire turned out to be"

After carefully browsing the words with generous words of praise and the exceptionally well-captured photos, Mai Shutoku's eyes slowly widened, and she zoomed in on the protagonist's face.

"This is not Lu Ming, wait! I just haven't looked at him for a day, and he made such a big noise? Potato chips, what do you do for food? Didn't you agree to send someone to take over and keep an eye on him?"

"You said he has awakened his bloodline, how dare I send people to keep an eye on him?" Potato Chip Girl argued.

"What about the team behind you that is responsible for tracking him remotely? With such a big mistake, they might not tell you?" Mai Shutoku responded quickly and immediately thought of another insurance they had set up.

"Hey, don't worry about this. Just think about what to do!" Potato Chip Girl hesitated. How dare she say that she was drunk yesterday and lost the equipment that she had always reported to the hotel in a daze until she got off the plane. Only then did I learn the devastating news from the assistant who picked me up at the airport.

When Mai Shutoku heard that she was the fault of the wine, she couldn't help pinching her brows irritably and asked subconsciously,

"What did the boss say? He couldn't have reacted when such a big thing happened. Should he control the ferment of public opinion, or directly promote the achievements of our 'little hero' who caused a big thing with just a little carelessness?"

"Who knows, the boss really didn't respond at all!" Potato Chip Girl couldn't help but look up to the sky, feeling a little bit like she had lost her backbone, "It's just like hibernating."

Having said this, the two of them sat in silence.

So, what should they do?

"How about? Make a patch for the fire incident." Potato Chip Girl thought for a while and suggested, "Be prepared?"

"Are you talking about hiring trolls and hackers to control or delete the reporting direction of relevant news, divert public attention, and thereby reduce Lu Mingfei's sense of presence in this incident?" Years of cooperation have made Jiude Mai mentally enlightened. , she took off her only white robe in the warm light, and picked up the underwear thrown away not far away with a flick of her feet.

"Yes," Potato Chip Girl nodded and admitted, swiping the fresh device she had just received. "Although it is not clear what the little lion has done, there is obviously a force on the Internet that is deliberately deleting and controlling reports. As long as we push it a little bit more It would not be difficult to cover up briefly what he had done."

"But there is a problem with the negatives retained by the news writers. With that thing, countless reports can be published anytime and anywhere. I will never go back to the north. You are the only one who can take on this task."

"Send me the address. It's ready." Mai Shutoku, who was basically fully dressed, pushed open the hotel door and stepped on her boots.

"Remember to keep a backup so that if our hibernating boss actually wants to turn the little lion into a hero who starts to show his fangs, we can always write a better report." Potato Chip Girl Don't forget to remind.

Ding dong! Two ding-dong sounds!

"Understood, are you prepared with both hands? You knew it from the beginning." Mai Shutoku looked at the arriving elevator, stepped forward with her long legs, and entered with a swagger.

With their hair flowing, they passed by Shutoku Aki and the other three who happened to step out of the elevator.

tread--!

"What's wrong? Aki?" Ye Sheng looked at Shuude Aki who stopped in confusion.

"I seem to smell a very familiar smell." Subconsciously twitching his nose, Shude Aki stared blankly at the elevator, then shook his head and smiled at the two of them, "It must be an illusion, it's true. , what a coincidence.”

The two people were at a loss as they pulled behind Shude Aki, who was suddenly and inexplicably depressed. They were puzzled.

In the slight miss, the thoughts of sudden longing are flying, accompanied by the rain outside the window, broken into the sleep murmurs of thousands of households.

"Mother!"

The little fat man squatted beside his parents' bed in fear, suppressing his voice and shaking his sleeping mother's hand.

He discovered something that could scare people to death!

It’s more terrifying than that the girl in Xiyang is Lu Mingfei, and that the bastard in Xiyang is Lu Mingfei!

The snoring was abruptly interrupted, and the aching aunt opened her tired eyes, and what she saw was her son's confused expression.

"Lu Mingze?" First there was subconscious doubt, and then he became furious.

"You're here uhhhh!"

The little fat man covered his mother's mouth tightly and shook his head desperately,

"Hush! Hush! Hush--!"

It wasn't until his aunt broke free from the anger of getting up that he slowly relaxed his strength.

The little fat man looked around at his parents who had woken up in a daze, took a sip of saliva, and his voice trembled.

"Dad, Mom, let me ask you, do you still remember what happened early this morning?"

What happened in the early morning?

The two looked at each other, not sure what kind of medicine their son was selling in the gourd.

Until a certain moment, my aunt suddenly realized it and looked at Lu Mingze angrily.

"You mean you got sick while watching a horror movie in the middle of the night, blocked Lu Mingfei in the toilet with a sofa, and ended up withholding your pocket money for several months?"

"No!" The little fat man's face was covered with black lines, and he shook his head subconsciously, wondering why his mother only remembered his fault. Then he nodded again, with a strange look on his face, "It must also be related to this matter."

The little fat man licked his chapped lips and looked at Lu Gucheng who was wandering aside.

"Dad, let me ask you, wasn't it yesterday, but early this morning, was it you who bandaged Lu Mingfei's left hand?"

"You kid, just say it if you have anything to say," Lu Gucheng pinched his swollen head and said displeased, "Don't be so nagging."

My son was so frightened by a horror movie in the early hours of the morning that he didn't sleep well. When he was at work, he was warned by his boss for dozing off. After work, he was frightened because of the damn Raushizi kidnapper. His car was crashed into a 4S shop. Mention, my neck still hurts now.

After finally taking a rest, who knows what kind of illness his son is suffering from.

When the little fat man heard this, he gritted his teeth and stopped covering up.

"Think about it now!"

"Did Lu Mingfei have a bandage on his hand when he was in the police station?"

"Don't talk about bandages," recalling the hand of his beloved "Sunset" that patted his shoulder, the little fat man suppressed his trembling and growled, "He doesn't even have any wounds on his hands!"

There seemed to be thunder in his mind, and the little fat man gestured,

"It's gone! The scratch I just made today, such a deep wound, is gone!"

His face was numb, but it couldn't hide the horror in his eyes!

"No, what did you say?" Lu Gucheng shook his confused head, displeased from the bottom of his heart, and subconsciously wanted to scold his insane son, but was pulled back by his wife in the next moment.

I saw my aunt's slightly wrinkled face, which was frighteningly pale, and her messy hair spread in front of her face, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Gucheng."

The aunt swallowed and looked at her man in panic, feeling a little out of breath.

"It's not the injury on his hand, but it seems to be gone!"

Others may not know it clearly, but she will definitely remember it right as she looked at Lu Mingfei as soon as she saw him in the police station!

As his son said, let alone bandages, Lu Mingfei didn't even have a hole in his hands! ! !

She also said that she always felt like something was wrong and she couldn't sleep well!

"How. How could it be so evil?" Lu Gucheng couldn't help but frown. He said he was serious, but he was a little unsure in his heart.

The bandages and wounds are really gone?

He...he didn't have much of an impression.

"Dad, if you don't believe it." The little fat man was heartbroken and determined to expose what was wrong with Lu Mingfei.

I saw him taking out a bright kitchen knife from behind and pointing it at his parents with a ferocious voice,

"Let's go over and have a look! There are three of us, even if he is really evil, he can't do anything to us!"

"You" Lu Gucheng looked at his son who seemed to be mentally disturbed with a complex expression. He didn't know what exactly stimulated him, but he decided to give him some good words first.

"Put the knife down first."

I always feel that compared to Lu Mingfei, whose son's wound is gone, he seems to be more dangerous now when he breaks into his parents' bedroom with a knife.

The rain pattered on the window sill, and the broken light was like the thin trust between people.

In the dark corner of the room, a crack in the door slowly opened, and three strange figures slipped in.

The leading man tilted his head with a stiff head and held the baseball bat that his son had forced on him.

The woman who followed her had bloody gauze attached to her head. Her finger was pointing at the screen with the brightness adjusted to the lowest level, and the input '110' was always ready.

The little fat man hung his arms, holding the kitchen knife, and his cold and ferocious eyes fell on the bed.

Among the three of us, we are in front and he is at the bottom, moving forward little by little!

Sudden!

In the quiet space, a crisp "ding-dong" sound suddenly sounded, frightening the three of them and tightening the weapons in their hands!

His eyes first fell on the unmuted mobile phone in his aunt's hand, and the next moment he cast his eyes on the bed where he was turning over.

Lu Mingfei frowned uneasily as he snored from extreme exhaustion, kicked his feet as if struggling, and murmured fear in his mouth, "No! No! Don't kill me!"

The depressing sound that makes the heart tremble can make the living shed tears and the souls of the dead disperse.

Wow!

The thin quilt was kicked off, and what was exposed under the moonlight that became hazy and misty due to the rolling clouds and rain marks was a tightly clenched and trembling hand.

"It hurts!" Lu Mingfei muttered subconsciously, slowly letting go of his hand, revealing the densely wrapped gauze.

Road Valley City:

Aunt:.

Squeaking and squeaking, their necks turned, and the two of them fixed their gazes on the face of the fat man with wide eyes in tacit understanding.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"It must be fake! Even if it's not fake, it's definitely a new one!"

Roaring, the little fat man shook his head in disbelief, suddenly rushed forward, held Lu Mingfei's hand like a madman, and pulled it down hard!