Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

After receiving this weird birthday gift, Lu Mingfei suddenly panicked, worried that Xia Di would disappear from his life one day like his irresponsible parents.

But fortunately, this unreliable guy would wander around in his field of vision every day.

Either he was harassing Xiao Long Nu and being chased by her everywhere, or he was playing games with Eriyi with great interest, using a set of unsolvable combos to instantly kill the little witch in ten consecutive rounds, almost crushing her game controller.

Lu Mingfei couldn't bear it and wanted to get back at Eriyi, but unfortunately Xia Di only said it once.

No matter what game he played, it was difficult for Lu Mingfei to take advantage of this guy. Even in StarCraft and FPS games, which he was best at, he could only lose with more dignity.

"Have you been too excited recently?"

Once again, he was killed instantly after showing his head. Lu Mingfei's hand speed soared to the extreme. He exited the game in 0.3 seconds and clicked on his personal warehouse to show his munitions reserves.

"Is there?" Xia Di turned off the game with a smile, his face full of the sense of accomplishment after bullying a child.

"Maybe it's because you are a little excited in an unfamiliar environment?" Eri poked her head out. She was like this when she first came to Xia's house, excited and excited.

"How is it possible? You can doubt the conscience of old Xia, but you can't doubt his face.

Besides, we have been in Italy for a long time, and even if old Xia has any stress reactions, they have long been eliminated."

Lu Mingfei stood up from his seat and looked at Eri very seriously:

"Eri, have you noticed that you are getting dumber recently?"

"Ah, have you?" The little red-haired witch tilted her head, not knowing why Lu Mingfei said that.

She actually felt pretty good about herself. In recent days, she has learned a lot of strange knowledge from her two brothers' girlfriends/beautiful girls, and received several classic galgames as gifts.

"Look, I said you're stupid, but your first reaction wasn't to refute, but to ask me!" Lu Mingfei sighed and rubbed her head:

"Play less fighting games in the future, and play more Dragon Man and StarCraft."

"Pah." Xia Di slapped her, "Shouldn't the correct answer be to play fewer games and read more books?"

Lu Mingfei shook his slapped hand and said complacently: "What do you know? This is called teaching through entertainment. Only games that require thinking can help Eri learn to use their brains."

"Dah!" Eri crossed her hands in front of her and refused without hesitation.

She had played these two games with Lu Mingfei many times before, but she was beaten badly every time.

As a top hybrid, her IQ is unquestionable. She has only received formal education for one year, and she has already rushed from the middle and lower level of the whole grade to the top 50 in the grade.

But when it comes to these games that require emotional intelligence and strategy, her experience is a bit limited. After all, she has never read the military tactics and thick black studies in Xia Di's study.

So, she is always confused by Lu Mingfei's teasing.

Of course, this is only when the two of them or everyone plays together. At other times, they are still united against the outside world.

Rejecting Lu Mingfei's bad idea, she jumped up from the chair and ran briskly to the meadow outside Caesar Castle, where Nono and Susie were learning to ride horses, and Teacher Caesar was teaching them very attentively.

Lu Mingfei watched her run away, took out the gray stone sculpture from his pocket, and played with it in his hands:

"Old Xia, what do you mean by letting me protect the earth?"

Ever since that birthday party that was destined to be unforgettable, he has been trying to activate this stone sculpture, but neither his Lion Eyes nor Chu Zihang's Ultra Ring can make it change in the slightest.

He wanted to find the little profiteer, but he never found him.

After showing up on his birthday, this guy left with his two confidantes and the accountant.

Although Su Enxi cried and shouted that she wanted to stay and didn't want to be surrounded by dog ​​food all day, her protest was ineffective. Jiude Mai was still dragged away by the collar like a kitten.

Apart from them, there were only two dragon kings left for help. Jörmungandr, the king of the earth and the mountain, was already useless. Lu Mingfei went directly to Constantine to ask for his opinion.

However, Constantine's attention was not on the stone sculpture at all. His eyes kept wandering around him, just as seriously as when he was fighting the BOSS and carefully observed its attack interval, hand-raising movements, and skill pre-swings.

If you don't know, you might think Constantine treated him as the boss.

Lu Mingfei was puzzled, Constantine was puzzled, and somehow their relationship became:

"What are you looking at?"

"What's wrong with looking at you?"

Then the two of them would tacitly put down their probing gazes and directly call Lao Tang to turn on the machine to play an exciting StarCraft. Then two hours later, Lu Mingfei would leave gracefully in Constantine's eyes of "Don't bully the Dragon King's vegetables for thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west".

After leaving, he was shocked to realize that he was busy playing and forgot about the business.

But he dared to do it next time.

So, after holding it in for a few days, he really couldn't hold it in anymore and went directly to Xia Di to ask.

"Literally." Xia Di lay back with his hands on his head, and the posture was as comfortable as it could be.

"Under my encouragement, you have grown to the point where you can be independent, so I can retire gloriously and enjoy a peaceful life."

He looked sideways at Lu Mingfei and smiled playfully: "Why, do you think I'm irresponsible again?"

"I have carried the safety of all mankind on my shoulders for so many seconds, and I can't rest anymore?"

"Whose responsibility is calculated by the second." Lu Mingfei couldn't help rolling his eyes. He sat back on the stool and played the photographer's cut of "The Legend of the Japanese Dragon Slayer" that Fingel gave him.

Pulling up the progress bar to the final decisive battle, the scene freezes at the moment when Gatanje... Herzog's transformed Yamata no Orochi roars.

Lu Mingfei pointed at the giant sea monster on the screen and said, "You won't let me fight this again, right?"

The White King can be resurrected into such a big thing after being crushed to ashes. The Black King is a super boss who will definitely be resurrected to bring the end to the world. Lu Mingfei and his friends all rely on the Black King's serum. Only then did the strength further increase.

In the words of Teacher Daye, that guy is the strongest creature on the surface, the god of the planet, the eternal ruler, and the one who will always be at the top of the food chain.

Although Lu Mingfei firmly believed that Nidhogg could just slap him twice in front of his old Xia Tou, but this did not mean that he could kill the Black King with just two slaps.

Although he beat Herzog easily at that time, after all, he was just a quick-finished White King, with no respect at all. Even Xia Mi, who was so shameful as a Dragon King, bluntly wanted to expel the other person from the Dragon Kingdom.

Although according to Constantine and Shami, Nidhogg should still be sleeping and gathering strength, but after realizing that the plan was messed up by Shadi, Odin jumped over the wall and directly pulled the whole world to self-destruct. .

After all, Caesar and Nono, the most important containers of the Black King's power, are both in his own camp. Unless he also learns Herzog's dangerous military tactics and finds a new way, he may never have access to the Black King's power in this life.

"Don't worry, the Black King doesn't look like this."

Lu Mingfei was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, but Xia Di's heavy breathing ended and he was forced to hold it back.

"It's a little more disgusting."

"...How disgusting is it?"

"It's more disgusting than you think." Xia Di smiled slightly, "But don't worry, although that thing has been pregnant for thousands of years, it has never awakened, and it is not a black king at all.

Even though the Dragon Kings sound domineering, in fact they are not as powerful as imagined. In many cases, even humans' advanced weapons can cause fatal injuries to them. "

"Mushroom bombs?"

"That's not the case. It's everyone's responsibility to protect the ocean." Xia Di waved his hand. The polar bear in the normal state is enough for Little Caesar to drink a pot. If there is another mutant version, wouldn't it be necessary to sacrifice the invincible black one? Rhino armor?

It's such a shame.

"Don't worry, human weapons are more powerful than you think, but in many cases the power of dragons is hard to guard against, and it is very likely that it will hurt humans themselves.

But this time, the people marching towards the Arctic Ocean were all professional troops, all dragon warriors trained by the teaching materials I personally wrote.

A mere black king, with a handle in his hand. "

Xia Di stretched out her hand and made a gesture, indicating that it couldn't be more stable.

But the more Lu Mingfei listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He felt as if his body was covered with flags, and he hurriedly interrupted:

"Okay, okay, don't raise so many flags. If you keep talking, I'm worried that something might happen to the troops as soon as they arrive at the scene."

In response, Xia Di just laughed and didn't say much.

He just looked at Lu Mingfei quietly and raised his hand to show his height: "When we first met, you were only a little tall, and being too skinny was like malnutrition.

I didn’t expect that it would be like this in less than a year. It seems like it’s time for me to publish a new book. "

"What book?" Lu Mingfei guessed that the old summer-headed dog couldn't spit out ivory, but he still couldn't help asking.

"Forget it, I'm afraid you will bite me if I tell you." Xia Di raised his finger, and Lu Mingfei felt that his nose was lifted up by an inexplicable force, turning into the classic Pig Brother nose, and he immediately I understood what Lao Xia Tou meant.

If he hadn't been held down and couldn't get up, Lao Xia would definitely have beaten him.

The two just stared at each other, and Lu Mingfei suddenly fell into silence.

The wish he made for his birthday last year was to grow up quickly so that he could go abroad to find his parents. As a result, he really grew up this year, but where his parents went is still an unsolved mystery.

The wish he made this year was for his relatives and friends to be together happily every day forever. He believed that Chu Zihang and Caesar would be his lifelong neighbors and friends.

But Lao Xia Tou, this guy was too mysterious, so mysterious that he didn't dare to find out the truth, for fear that like those Ultraman, he would leave after his identity was exposed.

A meteor sent Xia Di to him last year, and now the one-year period is about to arrive. He hopes that another meteor will come this year to keep old Xia Di by his side.

In the end, he didn't mention anything, just held his chin and asked:

"Will you win?"

Xia Di nodded: "I will win."

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76 degrees north latitude, north of the Barren Sea, deep in the Arctic Ocean.

Even though it is summer in the northern hemisphere, this place, which seems to be shrouded in severe cold every time it is mentioned, is still completely white.

The current signs of global warming are not that serious, the Arctic glaciers have not melted on a large scale, and there are still large areas of floating ice covering the sea.

The polar day phenomenon has lasted for more than four months. For those living on the nuclear-powered icebreaker YAMAL, they are tired of the unchanging daytime and occasionally want to see the dark sky.

YAMAL is a nuclear-powered icebreaker built in the former Soviet Union, but it has never performed any decent missions. Most of the time, it stays in the port quietly waiting for the arrival of the mission.

Unfortunately, until the day it was transformed into a luxury cruise ship, it still failed to truly fulfill its mission.

Because when it was built, that great country had already declared its disintegration.

At this time, the YAMAL is slowly and firmly moving towards the depths of the Arctic. The Russian crew from the fighting nation is operating this giant cruise ship in the cockpit, concentrating, but occasionally discussing with colleagues whether to go for a drink secretly after the shift change.

The Arctic in summer is most suitable for exploration and scientific research, and the people on their ship are not extreme sports enthusiasts and researchers, but just a group of rich people who want to visit the Arctic.

Those damn rich people are singing and dancing in the residential area at the moment. At the gambling table, they stare at the majestic front armor of the Maomei dealer while throwing money in large quantities, fantasizing about pressing her under their bodies to let these charming women see their Katyusha rockets.

But they can only think about it, because it is forbidden to have super friendly relationships with service personnel on this ship, even if you spend a lot of money to buy a top-of-the-line ticket.

The owner of the YAMAL set this rule, but no one knows her true identity.

People only know that she rented this ship from the Arctic Fleet and then converted it into a cruise ship. It has been wandering in the Arctic Ocean since the beginning of the century.

Of course, if Lao Tang and Constantine were here, they should be able to find out who the owner of this giant cruise ship is.

The YAMAL has a total of eleven cabins, and the six floors above the deck line are all luxury suites. The top floor is a super luxury suite that occupies the entire floor. No tourists or irrelevant personnel are allowed to approach, and the security level is exactly the same as that of the nuclear power cabin.

The owner of the YAMAL lives in the luxury suite on the top floor, but no one has ever seen her.

Even the captain of the YAMAL only knew that they boarded the ship on a stormy night in order to prevent others from knowing their identities.

This ship is almost synonymous with mystery, but today, its mysterious veil was gently lifted.

A Mi-17 helicopter landed on the helipad of the YAMAL. Under the gaze of the captain and other crew members, a man in a long black windbreaker walked down from the rear cabin, his whole body filled with a terrifying aura.