Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei who repeatedly returns from the game

Time is like a surging stream, slipping away silently from people's fingertips, and in the blink of an eye it is December.

It is unusually cold in Beijing today. Last night, a strong cold air mass attacked from the north and had a fierce battle with the warm and humid air currents, and finally succeeded in occupying the entire northern region.

The result of this battle left obvious traces on the ground - the world was covered with snow, pure white.

Yet the house remains warm as usual, thanks to excess waste heat from the power plant being piped to every home.

Lu Mingfei walked through the thick snow at the door and stomped his feet several times to shake off the snowflakes on his body.

Since the last operation, Lu Mingfei was promoted to the head of the Central Inspection Team and officially joined the ranks of the special case team's senior management.

And because of the fame of this dragon slaying, many people questioned his performance in the previous dragon slaying, believing that he must have made a greater contribution.

However, Lu Mingfei did not want to make excuses for this.

He had indeed been quite a coward before.

Today is the day Lu Mingfei returns from the Northwest Region. This trip has exhausted him. Those foreign mixed-bloods seem to be planning to cause trouble there, so this time he has to go there personally to suppress the situation for a few days.

Originally, for a small matter like this, there was no need for him to take action personally.

For example, Finkel, he has so much free time every day that his skin feels achy.

But since he entered the realm of "entering the hall", he has become extremely active. Every day he is either sparring with this person or exchanging a few moves with that person.

However, others were not interested in him. Except for Chu Zihang who occasionally sparred with him, everyone else knocked him down with one punch.

It’s not that people don’t want to teach him, but because Finkel is so active that he would go to different people to practice with him many times almost every day.

For someone who has just entered the "master" realm, the most important thing is to lay a solid foundation of basic skills and establish correct concepts, rather than rushing to confront opponents who are far stronger than himself.

After all, facing such a powerful enemy, no amount of skills would be of any use.

He should be allowed to go, so that I can have two days of peace and quiet.

But who knows? The half-bloods who wanted to stir up trouble were calling themselves the Doomsday Cult, a name that was exactly the same as the organization that his parents had been in when they disappeared. Lu Mingfei had no choice but to go over and investigate in person.

However, when he arrived at his destination, he found that things were not as complicated as he had imagined. It turned out that the so-called Doomsday Faction was just a small terrorist organization composed of one or two A-level hybrids who knew nothing.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Lu Mingfei felt as if he had instantly traveled from the coldest days of winter to the height of summer.

The temperature in the room was frighteningly high, and the girls in the room were dressed particularly coolly. Except for Ling, the other girls were all wearing small suspenders and short skirts, while Finkel, Ling and Chu Zihang were wearing long shorts and large T-shirts.

What made him even more speechless was that after Lu Mingfei entered the house, there was no welcome party of any kind. Those people were sitting around the table eating hot pot!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Mingfei couldn't help himself anymore.

Ok!

My buddy went on a business trip and worked hard. It would have been fine if you didn't accompany me, but you actually ate hotpot secretly behind my back!

Just give him a call and he will teleport back directly!

Moreover, when I just entered the door, I stomped my feet several times, making such a loud noise, didn’t these people hear it?

Just as Lu Mingfei was thinking of the words in his mind and preparing to gather three to five hundred words to praise this group of disloyal bastards, Xia Mi, who was concentrating on eating hot pot, suddenly turned around and gave Lu Mingfei a sweet smile.

"Come on, come on! Today is my treat, there's no limit on the amount of beef or mutton you can have!"

As Xia Mi spoke, she waved enthusiastically at Lu Mingfei.

Strange?

Why did Xia Mi, who usually pestered Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang for pocket money, suddenly become so generous today and even took the initiative to treat everyone to a meal?

Lu Mingfei was full of doubts, but he still walked to the dining table with a smile and sat down between Gu Nan and Ling.

These guys still have some conscience, at least they remember to reserve a seat for him, Mr. Lu.

"Xia Mi sold some of the ancient coins she had saved before, so now she is very rich." Ling, who was sitting next to her, explained to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei nodded in sudden realization. So that's how it was! It seemed that he could enjoy a sumptuous hot pot meal this time.

It’s no wonder that Zero is a little angel. He knows what Lao Lu is thinking at a glance and explains things to him clearly like a little secretary.

"Then we must slaughter the rich today!"

While eating, Lu Mingfei seemed to suddenly think of something. He put down his chopsticks, turned his head to look at Xia Mi, and asked curiously: "By the way, Xia Mi, since you have so much money, why did you live so poorly before? You didn't even have enough money for accommodation, and you had to camp in the park."

Hearing this question, Xia Mi paused as she was about to pick up some food. She blinked, seeming a little embarrassed.

At this time, the secretary Ling sitting next to her explained for her: "Because she was afraid of being exposed, if someone were to investigate those out-of-print ancient coins, it would be easy to find out their origins and owners. So she didn't dare to use the money before."

After listening to Ling's words, Xia Mi nodded in agreement and continued to eat hot pot.

"Then why aren't you afraid of being exposed now? Aren't you worried that someone will reveal your identity and attract hybrids from all over the world to hunt you down? By then, the special case team will definitely not be able to protect you openly. How can you survive in the human world?"

He would rather give Xia Mi some pocket money every day than get into trouble.

Moreover, it is also quite interesting to have a beautiful and lovely girl pestering you for pocket money every day.

However, Ling shook her head, pointed at herself and said, "Don't worry about this. Her ancient coins were sold at the auction house under my name." After that, she pointed at Lu Mingfei.

"In your name."

"In my name?"

Lu Mingfei pointed at himself and met Ling's sapphire eyes with a questioning look on his face.

"Yes." Ling nodded and looked at him and said, "You killed the Dragon King, so it's normal for you to pick up some antiques left by the Dragon King in the Dragon's Lair."

Well, when it comes to this, there is no problem for Lu Mingfei.

He can still handle this kind of thing.

Although noisy, the meal was generally enjoyable.

When Lu Mingfei, who had eaten his fill, was about to wipe the oil off his mouth and go back to his room to rest, Gu Nan, who was still eating voraciously beside him, suddenly threw a rather informative sentence at him in a nonchalant tone.

"Oh, right! I have to go on a war with the old man tomorrow. Xiaolu, do you want to go?"