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

Chapter 64 The Beginning of the Dragon Slaying Story

Lu Mingfei returned home safely, and it was Nuonuo who sent him home.

Nothing happened along the way. After all, although Nuonuo was willful, he was not a god, and he would not be buried with Ferrari and Lu Mingfei.

But she was indeed childish and willful. On the way back, she kept trying to speed up her sports car in an attempt to scare her junior brother to death.

Unfortunately, her 'profile' didn't seem to help her see Lu Mingfei delivering the goods. He was known as the "Lightning Boy of Victor's House". He could even go through the bends in the drainage ditch. Speeding less than 100 kilometers per hour in the city was like playing house to him.

Oh, but the part where the traffic police caught up with us and deducted points was quite entertaining, so overall it was a fun night.

but
The little devil didn't come out.

Originally, Lu Mingfei wanted to confront him, but when this guy found out that his brother performed well, he just turned off the microphone. He was really a coward.

Lu Mingfei didn't even have the chance to say, "Hey, how did you know I developed my Word Spirit?"

No matter what, the real work needs to be done.

He planned to say goodbye to his acquaintances in Fuzhou and then go to the United States to study as a sea turtle.

but
"Say goodbye, who do I have to say goodbye to?"

Lying on his bed, Lu Mingfei folded his hands behind his head, poked his tongue at his cheeks, and swayed his legs up and down without any control.

It's time to liquidate, no, take inventory.

He had already made a list.

Lu Mingfei thought of the people he had greeted before traveling to Night City last time. In a sense, hadn't he already said goodbye to them?
Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt relaxed.

After checking the time, the boy opened his notebook and then clicked on the QQ chat interface with Chen Motong - he had already used Chen Motong's mobile phone to send himself a friend request when he was using Sian Westin.

After clicking on the shared program, an icon was soon generated on Lu Mingfei's desktop.

A silver gear, and the background is a half-withered world tree.

Norma

Lu Mingfei certainly had an impression of this artificial intelligence. After clicking into the program, he could see the replies that popped up naturally.

【Welcome to the school. Norma, the school secretary, is at your service.】

"Hello?"

[Hello, Lu Mingfei, you are an impressive freshman. Is there anything I can help you with? ]

I think there are a lot.

Although Lu Mingfei had looked at Chen Motong's mobile phone, the 'Night Watchman Forum' and 'Chat Records' alone were still insufficient.

"Whoo~"

The young man crossed his fingers and stretched his arms outward with his palms facing away.

"Get to work."
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call----

White wings cut through the sky. In the dark night, the lights on the airport's takeoff runway were still shining like torches. Caesar was wearing a suit.

The high-spirited man let the tangential airflow blow his long golden hair. Facing the moonlight and the strong wind, he looked a bit like a domineering president in an otome game.

"Well, call a student council meeting immediately. I will participate online. We need to formulate a new plan immediately to prepare for the arrival of the S-rank."

"Dances, banquets, super pool parties, everything has to be top-notch. Remember, I said that Kassel College is a postgraduate institution for the elite, and the Student Union is the elite of the elite—of course, using my credit card."

"Also, tell the dance club president not to call me anymore. I'm afraid Nuonuo will misunderstand."

The busy Lord Caesar hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.

"You really take this S-rank seriously."

Next to the man, Nuonuo was squatting on the ground. She was wearing slender high heels, but at this moment she was squatting on the ground because she was tired of standing. Her hands were on her knees, and her long dark red hair was casually draped behind her, almost dragging on the ground.

Caesar's neat look was so charming that most women would have been fooled by him at this time, but Nono obviously didn't fall for it.

She said calmly, "Speaking of which, when Chu Zihang was at the height of his fame, you suddenly went out on a mission. Aren't you afraid that by the time you come back, the Lionheart Society will have recovered to the point where it can stand on equal footing with the Student Union? Or—did you do it on purpose?"

"I wouldn't say it was intentional, but I do expect Chu Zihang to be a qualified opponent for me."

Caesar is truly a star figure in the academy, and everything he says and does is very cool.

"Then you should look forward to it. By the way, S-level and Chu Zihang are both from Shilan Middle School. Maybe then there will be a passionate drama where brothers and sisters work together to deal with the Italian playboy emperor." Nono sneered coldly.

"I will recruit the S-class to our side before that. Of course, if it really develops into what you said, it would not be bad."

César Gattuso. The mixed-race future emperor.

Only nineteen years old.

He has a clear plan for his life.

He doesn't need money, a career, or even beautiful women, because these things were forced into his arms by his family when he was born.

He just wants the 'real thing'.

Precisely because his living environment is more favorable than anyone else, Caesar Gattuso's goals are closer to the concept of ambiguity than anyone else.

A lover who can love you from the bottom of his heart for a lifetime and is willing to do everything for you.

And an opponent who is worthy of being his lifelong rival.

Only true love and the pursuit of victory and glory are worth Caesar Gattuso's best efforts.

And now.

He was somewhat interested in this S-level guy named Lu Mingfei.

"You, on the other hand, seem to have a problem with Lu Mingfei." Caesar grinned. "Is it because he defeated you?"

"That's not called defeat, it's just an information asymmetry." Chen Motong rolled his eyes at Caesar.

"Don't be childish. We will have another chance to move back to the city."

"Get back at him? Do you really want to get him into the student union? Honestly, I think there's little hope." Nuonuo changed her hand to support her face, and her slender fingers rhythmically touched and lifted her face.

"Lu Mingfei is a trouble-maker. If he joins the student union, there will undoubtedly be trouble for him."

"Who dares to step over me and cause trouble for him?" Caesar frowned.

"I."

"Sounds reasonable." Caesar relaxed his brows. "Well, since the mission to win over the S-rank has failed, we must at least complete Plan B."

"Get rid of him?"

Nono nodded in satisfaction, while Caesar politely smiled, skipped the joke, and expressed his own thoughts instead.

"Wrong. I will at least prevent him from joining the Lionheart Club. Specifically, I want him to feel competitive towards the Lionheart Club before he even enters the school."

"What's the solution?"

"I'll invite Chu Zihang to a real-life simulated war game right now, and then request a one-day suspension of all course assignments and security permissions from the school. This will allow the Lionheart Club and the Student Union to engage in a head-on confrontation, with all members becoming combatants. Then, I'll arrange for Lu Mingfei to enroll that same day," Caesar said confidently. "Then, I'll personally defeat Chu Zihang in front of Lu Mingfei. You know, I'm always a bit restrained outside of the academy, but inside, I want to show our S-class a bit of the fine demeanor of a senior."

Caesar didn't tell the whole story. In fact, he could have made the situation more rigid. For example, he could have invited Chu Zihang to sign a gentleman's contract with him. Before he returned, Chu Zihang would not be allowed to join the battlefield of this "simulated war". Then he could have used the excuse that he would be back later - but in the end he brought Lu Mingfei out with him who was unaware of the situation.

As long as Lu Mingfei is pushed to be shot by a member of the Lionheart Society who also doesn't know Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei will definitely be in cahoots with Caesar in the future.

Unfortunately, Caesar disdained to use such a strategy.

He would rather tell Lu Mingfei in person and let Lu Mingfei watch him win the laurels of victory.
This imagination made Caesar a little excited, almost as excited as letting Nono watch him win the top spot in Kassel, so Caesar couldn't help but shout in an excited tone.

"My name is——"

"[Free Day]"
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【.Zhi.】

In a corner of the Internet different from Lu Mingfei and Caesar, a conversation that has been encrypted through several layers is taking place.

[Cesar Gattuso's communication records have been intercepted]

【Confirm IP address】

[It's almost time. Do you want to test his attitude? ]

[Perhaps it is more direct to do things directly than to talk.]

Didn't the last corporate war already tell us the outcome? The negotiation table is just a stage where the victors look down on the losers.

【Then let’s put it out there. 】

Let us wait for the results.
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Of course, Lu Mingfei didn't know what Caesar had prepared for him, nor did he know what their meeting meant to the world.

Only in the silent cyberspace, a flight ticket from China to Chicago, USA, is being verified.

The dragon-slaying story that should have belonged to the young boy will open grandly in a slightly misplaced situation.

　[Information available now]: Starting tomorrow, we'll finally be able to update the exciting plot (squinting)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)