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

Chapter 346 The Last (The End)
How much time has passed since then?

The immense impact of the Black King's resurgence could not be concealed; the masses on the surface were outraged, sparking a series of discussions.

Enormous social conflicts and contradictions arose, and there were even religious wars triggered by dragons.

Adults are dying, and children are crying.

But the Earth is still rotating.

Just like all the time that has passed over the past thousands of years, it turns quietly.

"After the cave incident, Tony Stark built a suit of armor, shut down all military industries, and began to promote the development of clean energy companies."

"And I, Caesar Gattuso, possess leadership charisma, intelligence, as well as good looks and wealth, comparable to Tony Stark, therefore—"

"So you also want to transform Caesar Gatoh into a clean energy company?"

"Fool, you want to build a steel armor too?"

Chicago, USA.

The red supercar pierced the night sky, its crimson silhouette flashing past in an instant, speeding forward at an illegal pace that even cameras couldn't capture.

The driver was a man with long, flowing blond hair, a cigar dangling from his mouth. Even in a sports car traveling at hundreds of kilometers per hour, smoking with the top down was less scientific and cool than somewhat eerie.

Sitting next to him was a black-haired young man who had wrapped a samurai sword in a black cloth, held it in his arms, and rested with his eyes closed. His handsome and cold face showed no emotion, and he only occasionally raised his eyes to check the condition of the car.

"The target is two kilometers ahead."

"Received. Where's Lu Mingfei? Didn't Principal Angers give him any tasks?"

"They're still in a cooling-off period. After all, even if Relic sends the memories of 'Future Angers' back to the past, it doesn't necessarily make this old stubborn man repent. And even if he does repent and understand things, old people still have pride."

"They are clearly each other's most, most, most favorite teacher and most, most, most favorite student, yet their relationship is incredibly strained."

"Time will solve everything."

As the two chatted, a small black dot could be vaguely seen in front of the supercar.

It was a black sports car that was also speeding along, but it was clearly being approached at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What about the credits?"

Caesar reached for the gun at his waist with one hand, cocked it with the steering wheel with a flourish, and then, without even looking, raised his arm and aimed it straight to his right.

"It seems that Lu Mingfei minored in history—specifically archaeology, and hired Lao Tang."

"Those two go out eating, drinking, and traveling on their own expense every day?"

boom!
During the conversation, the two cars suddenly pulled side by side, and two gunshots rang out simultaneously.

Caesar's bullet grazed past Chu Zihang's nose, pierced the glass of the car opposite, and struck something, making a dull thud like a watermelon being pierced by a sharp object.

The bullet fired from the opposite side struck the blade of Chu Zihang's samurai sword, which he had intentionally or unintentionally raised. With a slight twist of his wrist, the blade deflected the bullet, which hit the rear wheel of the other car.

Sizzle! —! —————————

The car quickly braked and came to a complete stop.

Caesar took a deep drag on his cigar, jerked the steering wheel, and the car instantly reversed, drifting before coming to a stop.

pat.

The two got out of the parking space one on each side. Caesar stretched, and Chu Zihang wiped his knife with a towel.

"Then let's get together again next time."

"We'll see each other sooner or later."

【I couldn't wait for you to come clear the cupboards】

【But now you're going to leave with nothing but a sign】

【Another evening I'll be sitting reading in between your lines】

【Because I miss you all the time】

A chaotic gang.

The streets are brightly lit and colorful.

The city seems to have changed, yet it also seems to have remained the same.

No, things have changed after all. At least the number of street cleaners in the city has decreased sharply, and you can no longer see those fat pigs trembling with their bodies while holding second-hand masturbation toys on the street.

This ailing dream city is more true to its name than ever before.

A bewitching exterior, a rotten heart, and now even that rotten heart is gradually sprouting flowers.

David Martinez looked at all this unfamiliar surroundings and felt a sense of awe.

He sat on his balcony, legs spread apart. His once robust physique had been completely transformed into a slender and lean build, and his combat prosthetics had been greatly weakened, making him even more in line with his pure and youthful face.

To be honest, he was just a kid who had just come of age, but he had experienced too much war.

This city will devour people's reason and all common sense.

But at the moment of burning, running, and struggling to the end, it seems that something has indeed been gained.

咣啦
David watched the whales in the distant holographic image tumbling in the waves, raised his arm, and took a sip of Coke—he still didn't like the drink, but the taste reminded him of many interesting memories from the past.

【ding dong】

A sound interrupted his reverie—the doorbell—but David, lost in the past, was reluctant to get up.

"David!"

A woman's lazy yet impatient voice came from behind.

Pretend you didn't hear it.

After being married for some time, David Martinez has learned to fight for his rights.

He took another sip.

"David—Aaaaaah!"

The woman closer to the door finally couldn't stand it any longer, and soon the door opened, followed by Lucy's irritated reply.

Da da da.

The sound of slippers approached, and David quickly pretended to be lost in thought.

brush-

The curtain was opened, and the scent behind him was unmistakable. David swallowed hard.

"You definitely heard it, didn't you?"

"Huh? What?"

Turning his head, David blinked, revealing what he considered a flawless, bewildered expression.

".never mind."

Lucy gave the letter to David.

"The signature says it's for both me and you?"

“Me and you? If it's Qiwei, she'll write your name. Rebecca usually only contacts the two of us.” As if he had thought of something, David paused for a moment, then quickened his pace and opened the envelope.

Ultimately, in this day and age, why bother using envelopes?
When the outer shell was torn open, revealing the contents inside, David's expression was unusually complex.

happy.

bitter.

Moving.

Awkward.

"This is."

Double tickets for the "Moon Tour".

On your wedding anniversary, I'll give you tickets to a trip to the moon!

The promises of the past have ultimately been kept in our hearts.

The boy who stayed because of a coincidence and a connection has now fulfilled his promise and offers his heartfelt blessings.

At the same time, in another corner of the city, Victor, the prosthetic doctor, saw off his last guest of the day, returned to his seat, and opened an envelope of the same design.

Inside was a 'little' money chip, a video, and a text message.

As you wish, Doctor.

Victor couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

—So, if you become a great person who changes the world someday, then perhaps this is the first chapter—[Lu Mingfei and the Prosthetic Doctor]

He still remembers.

"call------"

Deafening music filled the air as V, dressed in a black outfit, propped her legs up on the table in front of her, slumped into the sofa, and lay sprawled in her seat.

Snapped.

popping.

Holding two tennis balls that he had somehow pulled out, he threw them at the wall in front of him at lightning speed, caught them as they bounced back, and threw them again.

Catch, throw, catch, throw.

The speed and reaction were so fast that they were simply extraordinary.

The acquaintances nearby didn't dare to approach him when they saw him wearing a V-sign.

And V does indeed have her own worries.

[Become the strongest] [Reach the pinnacle of the city]

She has already achieved her past goals.

But what's next?
Having witnessed the truth of the world with Lu Mingfei, what should he do next? Speaking of which—that guy, after dragging him onto the boat without permission, how come he just packed up and ran away?

popping.

The tennis ball speed increased, but V's face color remained unchanged.

but
"Hey, girl."

In the end, someone still dared to break V's stance of keeping strangers at bay. The burly Jack, scratching his head sheepishly, sat down closer.

"Are you sulking here? You're the leader of our city now. If you don't do your job, it'll be difficult for everyone."

"I'm just a mercenary. My employer is gone, so what am I supposed to do?"

V said casually.

"Hey, you can't say that, the case isn't over yet."

"."

Snapped.

V caught the tennis ball, held it in his hand, and tilted his head slightly.

It was Jack's grinning face.

"He said that?"

He said he was very busy right now, but he would definitely come to apologize in person next time.

".ha."

V sighed.

"I hate my personality of taking on any kind of task."

Many people and many things accumulate over time, and when you look back, you will never feel empty.

"call"

The man, with his handsome features but always carrying a hint of embarrassment, looked up at the clear sky. As he exhaled, the white mist condensed into frost, which then dispersed slightly and landed on his face.

call!----------

The wind howled, and everything in sight was pure white.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that the young man was the only "color" here, dressed in a red anti-freeze suit, with both hands gripping a long, narrow ice axe to secure himself.

The young man was none other than Lu Mingfei. He was trying to cross the Arctic without using [Bloodlust], and this was the second day.

He was still very unlucky, encountering a blizzard, an avalanche, the polar bear hunting season, and discovering that the compressed biscuits in his backpack were actually vanilla flavored, which he didn't like.

Life is always full of twists and turns, but we are finally nearing our destination.

Da da.

The sound of the wind was enough to cover everything, but it could not stop the boy's steps. He still saw a second 'color' in the vast white.

A tiny figure.

His black hair, with its natural curls and glossy shine, made one wonder what brand he was using. His fair and delicate face exuded a sense of sophistication, with soft curves that made one want to call him handsome.

With his back to himself, he drilled a hole in the ice in front of him and started fishing.

Fishing in the heart of the Arctic—such an inhuman act would only make geologists and biologists laugh, but Lu Mingfei stepped forward and took a look.

There are fish in the bucket.

"Did you buy this at the market this morning?"

"Brother, could you please not ruin the atmosphere as soon as you show up?"

Lu Mingze said coldly.

"And what are you doing here? I'm the devil who tricked you into making a deal, and in the end, you didn't even complete the deal with me."

"I made three trades."

"Honey, most men can do it four times in a row!"

"Don't spread lies that cause anxiety in men!"

The two brothers sat side by side.

"This time, I won."

“Indeed, I underestimated humanity. It turns out that as long as they are given the opportunity to unite, they will become so powerful—releasing the Black King is actually the right option rather than sealing it.” Lu Mingze smiled bitterly. “We will soon be abandoned by the times.”

After sitting down, Lu Mingfei opened his backpack, snatched Lu Mingze's fishing rod, pushed him aside with his buttocks, and said, "First of all, it's not us. I've always considered myself human."

"."

Lu Mingze remained silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said lazily, "Yes. Only I still think of myself as a dragon, as a king."

We are ultimately different.

Just like how you chose to give up the throne of 'King' and become human, yet for the sake of humanity, you bore the name of 'Odin' and became the King of Gods.

We can never stand on the same side.

The silence alerted Lu Mingfei, who frowned and said, "Brother, are you thinking about something weird again?"

"No."

Lu Mingze smiled.

But Lu Mingfei knew that when Lu Mingze smiled, it meant he was hiding something. After being together for so long, they knew exactly what he was going to do.

so.
"Speaking of which, there's something I've been thinking about for a long time."

Lu Mingfei deliberately avoided looking at Lu Mingze, instead turning to his fishing rod, and then casually remarked, "Do you remember that time? The time I called Lu Mingze—my cousin Mingze."

[It's just because as soon as I arrived in this world, I saw you calling that fat, stinky cousin "Mingze," sob sob! You've never called me that before. Does that mean you like voluptuous women?]

“I don’t remember,” Lu Mingze said.

“You’re lying~~” Lu Mingfei said in a deliberately sarcastic tone, “You were clearly super angry back then. Although I initially thought it was just exaggerated acting, I’m sure now that I can confirm you really cared!”

"Haha, Onii-chan really likes to make subjective assumptions."

Does getting angry cause me to become sarcastic and irrational? I wonder if it's some kind of genetic trait.

Lu Mingfei smiled foolishly and tilted his head slightly.

"Anyway, thank you, Mingze—thank you for everything up to now."

"."

This time, there was no sound of ice axes striking the ice.

The sound of the wind carries everything away into the distance.

The expressions of the two brothers were not clear, after all, they were going for an artistic style, and their bangs were too long, but you could still see that Lu Mingze was rubbing his thumb and forefinger together nervously.

He first lowered his head slightly, then at a certain moment, as if making a firm decision, he turned his head slightly and opened his mouth—

"Ah, I caught one!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed, tugging at the fishing rod.

"what?!"

Lu Mingze swallowed back what he wanted to say and looked at the ice layer in disbelief.

"How could this be! Me!"

I almost blurted out, "I've been fishing for so long, and I even tried using magic words to cheat before I finally caught two fish," but I swallowed it back down.

"Really, really."

"Pull him up so I can see!" This was probably the first time the little devil had shown such impatience.

It seems he really enjoys fishing.

"Hey, don't pull! Be gentle, what if the fish gets away! What's the rush? Here, take it."

"Brother, why is there a layer of ice on your fish?"

"The Arctic, huh? That's normal."

"Did you buy it at the market?"

"Aren't you too?"

Don't compare me to you.

"Then show me how to catch one!"

"It might take a while."

"How long have you been fishing here?!"

The noisy sounds reached every corner of this vast land, but there were no listeners and no echoes; only the faint 'color' of the two brothers could be seen in the vast white snow.

After the argument, they'll probably make up and leave together.

An irreversible failure, and countless failures piled up to achieve a single "success".

The traveler will eventually embark on another journey, heading in a different direction, but this time, with more determined and steady steps.

Even a loser will grow into a slightly more normal ordinary person.

Just before the trip.
Let's continue this rest for now.

(End of this chapter)