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

Chapter 324 Last Boss
The process of exploring the Crystal Palace felt like being in a deep-sea inferno I had never imagined before.

The daily routines that the wealthy take for granted are actually real tragedies that happen on Earth, or tales that have been told for thousands of years.

This disgusted Lu Mingfei, and he became increasingly unwilling to believe that any of the leaders of Crystal Palace were his friends.

The upper level of the Crystal Palace is almost entirely a miniature garden area.

Most of the wealthy people wear a jellyfish-shaped mechanical device covering their heads. With Lu Mingfei's 'eyesight', he can easily understand the function of that device: it is used as a temporary signal station to maintain the balance of signal transmission and to allow the 'players' here to accurately project their consciousness to the ground and to achieve maximum mental stimulation at the moment of triggering various CGs.

Nothing is more exciting than freedom.

Here, as players, they can abandon all responsibility.

The responsibility of the strong.

The responsibility of a wise person.

Freedom is both something that can be done and something that cannot be done; it is two sides of the same coin.

Regardless of background.

In any situation.

Any opportunity.

Appearance.

character.

Interpersonal relationships.

luck.

Even the historical context.

They are almost like gods. The gap between them and the humans living on the earth can no longer be described as 'class'. To exaggerate, it is closer to 'dimension'.

No matter what they do, humans on the surface will not notice it, or even be able to observe it.

They can manipulate and ravage everything below—tragedy, comedy, epic—at will.

This sense of alienation disgusted Lu Mingfei. If he could, he would like to unplug all of their devices, then get close to their faces, watch their shocked expressions, and then pat them on the back for a contemptuous look.

There's no particular reason; it's simply that Lu Mingfei's youthful energy is acting up.

But he knew that such things would only waste time, and punishing a group of vested interests would be meaningless.

Moreover, this is a 'good' situation.

That's right.

This has really made my life a lot easier.

Spider Murphy emerged from Lu Mingfei's collar, speaking in a light and casual tone.

[Despite having the world's best resources and most secure environment, these people haven't considered the need for vigilance and continued the infighting over technology, thought, and even the dimension of life; instead, they're indulging in pleasure here—that's truly wonderful.]

Although the probability is less than one in ten thousand, I still worried that these guys might accidentally replicate a genius beauty like me while they were researching in the sky.

That's right.

That's what we should be worried about.

Crystal Palace itself represents the highest level of human technology, the most outstanding group of talents, and a monopolistic resource pool.

In this Garden of Eden, they should have used all their resources, intellect, and perseverance to continuously develop and research weapons to suppress potential enemies.

But
Absolute security ultimately corrupted them.

Because it is absolutely safe, it loses its meaning of progress.

The Crystal Palace's absolute control over the surface of the earth led them to believe that they could not be defeated by any force.

They deliberately gave up progress and chose to embrace pleasure instead.

The immortality and absolute security of life caused these 'elites,' who were originally superior to the vast majority of their kind in the world, to gradually decay and eventually become just like everyone else.

Look at that pathetic body.

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, these mixed-race individuals, who symbolized the noblest bloodlines, were actually less energetic than the students of Kassel College.

This was far from the outcome he had hoped for.

He had expected a deadly battle here.

He had expected many difficulties to come.

But no, nothing at all.

Only those who should have been at the forefront, raising torches to lead humanity to victory over the alien races, became dragons after slaying them. They hid and concealed themselves, using their enormous bodies to occupy the jewels and gold they had plundered from all over, and then fell into a blissful, sweet sleep.

With mixed feelings of disappointment and joy, Lu Mingfei bypassed them and continued forward.

This level appears to be set as "uninvaded," so there are no patrols at all; if there are, they are only androids.

But when those androids pass by Lu Mingfei, he grabs their wrists, and they are instantly deprived of their senses the moment they make eye contact.

【Dream Baku】

The Pure White Dragon King, comparable to the Black King, possesses incredibly useful mental incantations. Whether used to destroy an enemy's spirit, provide brief disruption in battle, or even hypnotize, it's versatile. While the Genji can only be used offensively, in Lu Mingfei's hands, it has endless applications.

Counterfeit goods are awesome.

As they ventured deeper, the number of players began to decrease.

Gradually, Lu Mingfei was even able to see the familiar family crest.

【School Board】

They too are addicted to the pleasures created by Relic technology, but clearly, in order to distinguish themselves, they have imposed underlying logical restrictions on other players.

That means you must never harm or threaten the game characters of the [Board of Directors] members.

Of course, those wealthy people probably didn't even notice this subtle restriction.

After Spider-Murphy finished analyzing the components, Lu Mingfei didn't linger.

【clatter】

【clatter】

Suddenly, there were no more entertainment venues or players in front of Lu Mingfei.

Instead, there is a corridor.

A corridor stretches into the darkness, so wide that you can hear your own footsteps echoing between the walls on either side.

The ceiling was so high it was hidden in shadow, with only a few blue ring lights. The air was thick and heavy, making even the simplest steps slow.

The floor was covered with a luxurious carpet, which was laid out in front of Lu Mingfei, making his footsteps sound unusually muffled.

Looking at the patterns and styles of the stalls, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that they looked familiar, and then smiled wryly.

“.V”.

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei didn't say much, but V, who had come here with him, nodded knowingly.

The two walked together, and before long, a light suddenly appeared at the end, so dazzling and out of place.

The light source illuminated a massive door—cast from black iron, covered in spikes and twisted reliefs, with a dark red glow seeping from its cracks. Strange runes were engraved on the lintel, writhing like living things in the light. The entire door clashed with the technologically advanced corridor, yet exuded a more primal sense of oppression.

It was like seeing a Western fantasy-style demon castle on a sci-fi spaceship.

The owner who designed this place must enjoy surprises and be very proud of themselves.

One can almost picture his arrogant demeanor.

But this contrast is precisely what is prepared for those who can 'understand him'.

Lu Mingfei smiled wryly and walked to the door.

It was only then that he suddenly recalled many details and moments from the past.

[With abnormal intelligence, you, whom the guys above Arasaka call the modern-day Bartholomew, should have already obtained intelligence through hacking techniques, right?]

[You know—a hundred years ago, in our time, the era of mixed races!]

Who said this?
These were the words Adam Hammer spoke when he first met Lu Mingfei.

At the time, Lu Mingfei didn't think much of it, but later, he had to question himself.

If Arasaka had been eyeing him all along, how could his parents have possibly been able to pass on information and send Relic to him?

How could Lu Mingfei have come to this?

[Besides, if Arasaka already knows, do you think the people inside the Crystal Palace wouldn't know about Lu Mingfei's existence?]

No.
The answer should be simpler.

Yes.

As a mercenary who had long since died, his body was riddled with holes by the Relic, and perhaps the body no longer belonged to the original Heavy Hammer.

That's a 'hint'.

Lu Mingfei had been operating under 'his' surveillance the whole time.

[Click]

Lu Mingfei looked up at the last 'enemy' in the Demon King's City.

The blond man who smiled and looked down at him from his throne.

".Caesar."

"--haven't seen you for a long time."

Seizing the initiative even faster, the familiar yet unfamiliar man, who seemed to have just parted ways yet also appeared to have been gone for a long time, smiled at Lu Mingfei while propping his chin on his hand.

"Welcome to the final destination."

"My friend."

(End of this chapter)