Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 141 Anyway, let’s eat first

Two flowers bloom, each with its own beauty. Yuan Zhisheng fell into deep thought after being "trained" by Lu Mingfei, while Lu Mingfei had already started a happy night life with his friends.

Old Tang and Xia Mi got up again with satisfaction after finishing their ramen.

From the perspective of the two people, this Japanese guy is awesome!
There are top-notch hotels.

Has the best rides.

Full pick-up and drop-off.

No one disturbs.

Handsome men like Chu Zihang and Caesar, and beautiful women like Jiude Mai are accompanying them.

Although they were very reluctant to admit it and disdained to admit it, but the awkward Dragon Kings like Xia Mi and Norton were rare in the "Dragon Clan", and the aura between them made them irritated yet "at ease".

These past few days, I have definitely felt a level of 'relaxation' and 'pleasure' that has been hard to come by in thousands of years.

“Hey hey hey~~~~”

Look at Xia Mi, her words now have a hint of the second dimension, and she is obviously possessed.

"Brother, let's go back to the hotel. I heard it has a swimming pool."

Xia Mi, who had just finished eating ramen and was a little worried about her weight - she pointed out that in fact the Dragon King would not get fat at all, but was too obsessed with the exercises to completely believe that she was a high school girl. She pulled Chu Zihang's arm and was already thinking of returning.

Although he didn't know why, Lu Mingfei thought to himself as he ate noodles, "Is this woman a little too clingy to me, Senior Brother?"

Are you going to take my brother hostage?
"Hee hee hee."

Lu Mingfei looked again and saw that Xia Mi had red lips, white teeth and a bright smile.

But looking at such a warm smile, I really can't tell that this is the meaning.

Forget it, if Xia Mi underestimates his senior brother, he will be in big trouble.

Lu Mingfei's set meal was slow to arrive, so he asked everyone else to go back first, using the excuse of "going to the night market later".

In fact, he also wanted to sort out his current information.

[The Ghost Kings——are people who understand hacking techniques, understand the existence of prosthetics, and are convinced that they have mastered a very advanced level of technology that they do not want to be known to outsiders.]

An arms race does exist.

But why does Japan have such talents?

[Japanese hybrids are special because their blood comes from the White King, so even if their blood ratio exceeds the critical value of 50%, they are likely to be safe.]

Maybe this is why this place attracts so many talented people.

However, Lu Mingfei had two doubts.

1. It is not surprising that the king can have multiple bodies, but it is strange that he can split himself.

That’s right, having multiple bodies and being able to split into two are not the same thing.

The former are just a few pieces of flesh. It is not difficult to simply create the pieces of flesh and then stuff consciousness into them, but the clone is one consciousness sharing multiple bodies.

【consciousness】

How the king will disperse his consciousness into so many bodies.

The alternating fat and lean texture of the barbecued pork glowed with a honey-colored sheen under the overhead light, and when the tip of the chopsticks passed over it, you could hear the subtle rustling sound of the fat separating from the texture.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were blank, but his mind was thinking at high speed.

What if instead of thinking about how to do it, you think about why to do it?
If he was just creating multiple autonomous robots, the king should have the means to do so, and a reason to keep his body.
【Word Spirit】

Remember what I said before, that the Word Spirit must be driven by the human spirit?

Pure robots cannot use words and spirits. Soul and spirit are the basis for the vibration of elements.

That's why he chose to 'transform humans'.

Renovation.
A consciousness.

Multiple bodies
How exactly.
Lu Mingfei stroked the rim of the coarse earthenware bowl with his fingertips, and the orange-yellow liquid of the soft-boiled egg spread in the pork bone broth.

But at some moment, he suddenly looked up.

Stopped.

The ramen chef's bamboo stick tapping sound stopped abruptly.

The noise from the street barbecue stalls and the sound of traffic receded like the tide. Lu Mingfei turned around as if realizing something, and saw Lu Mingze leaning on a folding stool.

His porcelain-white fingers were holding green bamboo chopsticks, picking up half a piece of honey-colored barbecued pork from Lu Mingfei's bowl. The gold embroidery hanging from the cuffs of his black suit was still so conspicuous and eye-catching.

"Damn, you're cheating, right?"

Lu Mingfei slapped Lu Mingze on the back of his hand. The latter made a sound of "Ouch" and reluctantly let go of the chopsticks.

"No! That's not the case, buddy!" Lu Mingze shouted exaggeratedly, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat." "It's not that I won't give you food, but you have to work first and then eat." Lu Mingfei took Lu Mingze in his arms, "I knew you would come out."

"Ah~ slave owner."

Lu Mingze sighed.

"You know clearly that I have many things that I cannot express."

"Brother, have you ever thought about why the [Word Spirit] is called the Word Spirit?"

Lu Mingze leaned forward rather casually, resting his chin on the table, and said nonchalantly, "Yan Ling Yan Ling, as the name suggests, is [Word] and [Spirit]."

"To put it in terms you can understand—the former corresponds to [language], and the latter corresponds to [soul]."

"Language is a system of biological intelligence, while the latter is the proof of being a living being. Please do not think of [language] as simply the ups and downs of vocal tones."

Lu Mingze turned his face to the table and said, "Therefore, there are some things I can't tell you just because I want to."

"So you're just going to show up and run away?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"That's not the case, hehe, after all, you are my favorite brother~"

Lu Mingze raised a finger and said, "I'm special. If it's just a hint, I can still give it to you. Brother, most of your thinking is correct, but you tend to fall into a misunderstanding."

"It is impossible for one consciousness to exist in multiple bodies at the same time. If it does exist, it must no longer be the original self."

Before Lu Mingfei could figure out what this meant, the scene in front of him blurred.

The colors gradually faded away like ink after being wetted by water. Lu Mingfei lowered his head and saw that there was a piece of barbecued pork missing from his bowl.

".What's the meaning?"

Has this little devil forgotten my, Lu Mingfei’s, personality?
I can only use my brain in critical moments. I am a fool at other times.

"."

It is impossible for one consciousness to exist in multiple bodies at the same time?

Isn't that natural?

Just like Lu Mingze and I, there are multiple consciousnesses existing in one body.

Consciousness cannot be split, and the soul cannot be divided, even for the so-called soul killer Relic.
relic?

What is the principle of relic?

It's not a 'clone'.

It's 'copy'.

But if it is copied, can it be pasted intact onto a different body?
If I had to say it, it's more like—

【Cut】

Is it the shearing of the soul?

King general.

Different bodies.

Same consciousness.

I subconsciously misjudged the situation - but when I think about it carefully, there is no evidence that the king and the general existed at the same time.

Because if they can exist at the same time, why doesn't the king choose to use multiple kings to attack himself directly?
Because there can only be one king!!!
The ability of a king general is not copying, but cutting. It is a transfer mechanism that is automatically triggered after a king general dies.

The King General was using relic technology! He simply pre-configured multiple bodies so that his own death would trigger the other relic systems!
That is.
Two o'clock.

[One, as long as I can capture the King General's body next time without killing him, I will be able to capture this being using relic technology with 100% certainty.]

【two】

At this moment, in this Tokyo
There are a large number of them that Wang will have undergone surgery on, ready to serve as his own relic backup.

Suddenly, lightning flashed behind my head.

[Masamune Tachibana, the wound on the back of his neck that has never healed.]

Is Tachibana Masamune also one of those prepared 'bodies'?!

"and many more."

"If that's the case—"

Lu Mingfei stood up suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

"Now isn't the time to eat ramen!?"

(End of this chapter)