Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei who repeatedly returns from the game

The next morning.

Accompanied by the crowing of roosters, the sun slowly rises from the east, and the earth wakes up from the darkness.

Xiaolu's surprised cry came from Gu Nan's room.

"Miss, Miss, please get up and look, the room has changed!"

"Yeah~~~"

Gu Nan opened his eyes reluctantly, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly with sleepy eyes, he groaned, turned over, and fell asleep again.

The room had indeed changed.

Not only was the floor changed from stone to wooden, but the furniture in the house was also changed to a full set of American furniture.

Overall, it highlights a clean and bright appearance.

Although Gu Nan was not surprised by the furnishings in the house, it was a miracle to Xiaolu.

As for why such a big change happened, it was certainly not the work of a god descending to earth.

It was because of Gu Nan and Lu Mingfei's hard work all night.

Last night, the two of them looked at each other in bewilderment at the mess in the house. It was definitely impossible to clean it up. Gu Nan was even planning to give in and wait for Xiaolu's nagging tomorrow morning.

But Lu Mingfei suddenly came up with a new idea. Although it was already past one in the morning when the two of them returned, it was still daytime in the Americans.

Besides, I picked up so much money, it would be a waste if I don’t use it. I might as well use it to decorate Gu Nan’s room.

Lu Mingfei used the warehouse's collecting function to tear off all the floorboards in the house, then ran out of the city to dump them, and then ran to the Americans to buy a full set of furniture.

This time he returned to the dragon world alone and observed cautiously for a long time before acting normally.

Is it okay for him to come back on his own?

That probably means there is something wrong with Gu Nan or his hometown...

Originally, he planned to do it all in one go, buy a set of solar panels for Gu Nan to install, and directly enter the era of electrification in 260 BC, but he was rejected by Gu Nan.

The furniture in the house doesn't matter. Apart from Xiaolu and Huaxian, basically no one comes here.

But putting a solar panel on the roof would be a bit too conspicuous, and she doesn't need electricity for anything other than the lights.

As for the original furniture and sofa, they were all moved to Lu Mingfei's room.

The bed was pretty clean, and although there was a human figure eroded by Deadpool's blood on the sofa, most of the place was fine...

The main reason is that Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to waste it, and he probably thinks no one will live in his house after he returns.

So let Xiaolu be surprised, as long as she doesn't nag. Not only did Gu Nan have a fight last night, but he also spent all day renovating the house until dawn. Now he feels tired in every part of his body, and he won't get up this morning no matter what.

What about Lu Mingfei?

At this moment, he was already waiting for the No. 1000 express train to Cassell College at the Chicago station shrouded in darkness.

There was no way. I originally planned to bring Gu Nan here to play for two days, but who would have thought that he would be attacked on the first night.

This directly interrupted Lu Mingfei’s travel plans.

When I was buying furniture for Gu Nan in the United States, I received countless text messages as soon as I turned on my phone.

Under his boss's stunned gaze, Lu Mingfei's cell phone kept beeping with text message alerts for five minutes.

Enduring his boss's strange look, Lu Mingfei put his phone in his pocket and turned it off.

I didn't have time to take a look until I finished changing Gu Nan's room.

You wouldn’t know until you see it. There are more than a hundred missed calls and more than a thousand text messages.

However, he didn't know most of them, so he was afraid they were scammers. Fraudsters are very powerful in the United States.

Or maybe Finkel was bombarding me with text messages.

So the cautious Lu Mingfei simply blocked all text messages except those from contacts.

After blocking unknown contacts, there aren’t many left.

Twenty-five days ago, Finkel called to ask when Lu Mingfei would return, and there were two missed calls.

Twenty days ago, Finkel sent a text message saying that he was ready to hold a memorial service for Lu Mingfei and asked him to rest in peace.

He also sent a picture message expressing condolences, accompanied by a video of an animated figure bowing to a tombstone.

(Does anyone still remember MMS? (????)??)

The text message sent two hours ago was a bit long. The main idea was: After you become awesome, don't forget that there is a good brother who is starving in the dormitory. He also said that the money collected from the memorial service has been used to pay off debts, so it cannot be refunded.

Well, Finger is still the Finger that Lu Mingfei knows. Lu Mingfei is not surprised by anything he does. He will just kick him twice and then blackmail him for a big meal.

Chu Zihang sent a text message to Lu Mingfei 20 days ago, asking what happened to him. He also asked if it was a prank by Finger, and if there was any problem he could help solve, and attached a phone number.

A text message expressing condolences was sent eighteen days ago, and this should be the day of the memorial service.

This guy!

You'll get a good beating when you get back!

However, Chu Zihang sent him four or five text messages two hours ago, asking him where he was attacked by Deadpool and asking him to contact him after seeing it.

With several telephones.

Looking further down, there were the condolence text messages sent to him by Professor Guderian, Susie, Caesar, and other students from the Student Union and Lionheart Club twenty days ago.

good good!

It seems that I have to take out my double-edged sword to fight Fingel.

However, the text message that the cold loli sent to herself was different from that of others. While others expressed their condolences, Ling told herself that the food at the memorial service was average and not to her taste, and asked Lu Mingfei to make a separate meal for her after he came back.

?

Not

Aren't you attending my memorial service?

What kind of good person would complain to the deceased if he found the food at a memorial service was not tasty?

Which kind person, when having a banquet and not liking the food, would tell the person in the coffin to get up and give him another meal?

Lu Mingfei could already imagine the scene at that time.

After tasting a few small cakes at the memorial service, Ling found that they were not as delicious as those made in his own private kitchen, so he said to his own black and white photo with an expressionless face.

It’s not tasty. Please treat me to another meal later.

Then I realized that Lu Mingfei couldn’t hear what I said, so I sent him a text message.

"Hey~"

Lu Mingfei thought about it and suddenly laughed out loud. This little girl was the only one who firmly believed that she was not dead. What would be wrong with treating her to a meal when he returned?

She is pretty and treats herself well. It's nice to have a meal with a beautiful woman and enjoy it.

There were also Norma's text messages. In addition to the usual greetings, there was the vacation overtime text message she sent to herself fifteen days ago, asking Lu Mingfei to reapply for vacation and attach a reasonable reason, otherwise his regular points would be deducted.

Please!

Didn’t my memorial service take place three days ago?

In everyone's eyes, I am a dead person!

Has anyone ever texted a dead person saying that his vacation has expired and he needs to apply for vacation again?

Should I ask for leave by climbing up from below?

You're still deducting my points. What's the point of deducting my points when I'm already dead?

wrong!

Lu Mingfei shook his head, covered his forehead and asked himself why he accepted his death so naturally.

It's all Finkel's fault!

Lu Mingfei clenched his fists and smiled at a 36-degree angle.

"Yoshi, stew him when you get back!"

Then came the date of the final test that Norma sent him. If Lu Mingfei didn't take it, he would fail all eight courses and would need to take make-up classes and exams during the winter vacation.

And the final test is tomorrow.

Lu Mingfei counted the days with his fingers and it was indeed time for winter vacation. In the United States, winter vacation is not during the Spring Festival, but during Christmas, a total of three weeks of vacation.

I flipped down again and reached the bottom.

No text messages from her.

Um......

Lu Mingfei looked up at the bright moon outside the station, half of it hidden in the darkness, and half reflecting the light from the stars. The cold winter wind brushed across his face, and the cold silver moonlight shone across the earth.

pretty good.