Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 237 Mission: 01-5 Special Invitation

"Um...are you interested in interstellar?"

Lu Mingfei took off his headphones and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. Since the other person wouldn't say anything, he had no choice but to start the conversation. But after he finished speaking, Lu Mingfei remembered that the person he was talking to was an international friend, and quickly added in his relatively fluent English, "Um...Are you..."

"If you're going to America, remember not to mention 'that' all the time." The blonde girl was amused by him and smiled, covering her mouth with her hands. "Otherwise, people will think you're racist."

He spoke very standard Mandarin, with no accent at all.

Lu Mingfei was surprised and muttered to himself, "Who can I discriminate against? I'm the one being discriminated against." But he told a ridiculously cold joke and laughed out loud, "What knight? I used to play a dwarf knight in my old age."

"Are you a Blizzard fan?"

"Not really a fan, I just play all kinds of games. By the way, you haven't answered my question yet."

The girl shook her head. "I just know this game is difficult and you're really good at it."

"It's not difficult. Most of the treatments have set routines. You just need to do it well."

Lu Mingfei said this modestly, and quietly looked her over again. The girl looked younger than him, neat and elegant, not like the kind of kid you'd see in an underground internet cafe like this.

"Can I ask your name?"

Hearing her speak again, Lu Mingfei realized they had been chatting for quite some time. He placed the Nutri-Express he had just opened next to his mouse, feeling a bit lost for a moment.

Wouldn't it be rude not to stand up? But wouldn't it be a bit scary to stand up suddenly? Where should I put my hands? Should I sit up straighter? But this isn't class...

"...Lu Mingfei."

He tried to straighten his back, trying to look more energetic: "The way is the way, and the right is the wrong."

But no matter how hard he tried to hold his head high, his messy hair and face, covered in smoke from the internet cafe, made him look like a beggar chicken that had just been pulled out of the fireplace. So, in the girl's clear eyes, he quickly wilted again.

He didn't know why this young lady was interested in him. There were quite a few genuine young ladies in his class, but most of them looked at Lu Mingfei as if they were looking at dust in the corner.

Su Xiaoqiang was the exception. She looked at Lu Mingfei as if he had jumped onto a table. But there was nothing she could do about it; it was Lu Mingfei who had offended him.

Although she was indeed a little too vindictive.

"My name is Nero."

Lu Mingfei finally realized he'd been distracted again. His tendency to daydream was a habit, and it was common for him to lose focus during lectures. No wonder his grades weren't good. He sometimes wondered if he'd devoted all his attention to gaming.

But when he came to his senses, he saw the girl named Nero gracefully lifting her skirt in front of him. Lu Mingfei found it hard to imagine such a classical etiquette still being used in modern society. It was more likely to be seen at art competitions and exhibitions, or at aristocratic balls and salons. As a purebred, Lu Mingfei naturally had no idea how to return the greeting and froze in his seat for a moment. A moment later, a silk handkerchief fell into his hands, a line of numbers written on the pristine white surface.

What was this? Lu Mingfei looked up in confusion, but Nero, who had left the handkerchief behind him, had already vanished. The tingling in his fingertips woke Lu Mingfei up, and then he saw a spot of crimson seeping through the handkerchief, as if a thorn had pricked his finger.

The experience just now seemed like a dream. Lu Mingfei subconsciously bit his tongue, and the slight stinging sensation reminded him that this was still the real world.

He suddenly thought of something and turned the handkerchief over. Sure enough, there was another line of words on the back, written in neat, standard Song font. This message was also quite concise, without a single unnecessary word.

"This number can reach me. You only have one chance."

This incredible experience seemed to be telling Lu Mingfei, who was about to take the college entrance examination this year but was still playing games in an Internet cafe, that his destiny was about to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Lu Mingfei had imagined this moment more than once: it was as if someone suddenly appeared before him one day, holding two different pills and asking him if he wanted to know the truth about the world. Then, he could leave behind his doomed college entrance exam, his current family, his confusion and worries, and embark on a life that would make everyone exclaim, "Awesome!"

But on this day, at this moment, such an opportunity really fell in front of him, but he had no intention of finding a telephone booth to call it.

Lu Mingfei's life has been a failure, and his future will continue on a path of failure. This isn't someone else's assessment, but Lu Mingfei's own reality. Even so, there's still something he can't let go of.

On the screen, QQ messages flashed, coming from an avatar that Lu Mingfei had engraved in his heart, a person engraved in his heart.

Lu Mingfei clicked it. "Got it," just two simple words, but it made him feel like everything that had just happened was unimportant.

He didn't reply, just quietly reading the message until the computer beeped, announcing that he was about to log off, and then he stood up in a panic. The handkerchief he had just received slowly fell to the ground. Lu Mingfei was slightly startled, then reached out to catch it.

Indeed, this seemed to be an invitation with no time limit. Lu Mingfei folded his handkerchief and put it away, telling himself that there was always more than one way forward.

But in this somewhat sentimental atmosphere, his other QQ message rang. The sender was Lu Mingfei's unfortunate cousin, who usually lived with him under the same roof but actually never communicated with him on QQ.

Looking at the rather corny message "Sunset, I suddenly feel how good it is to have you around", Lu Mingfei had no choice but to type quickly to communicate with the other party.

The QQ ID was "Sunset's Carve," a typical transvestite. This cousin's unbridled spending of the money Lu Mingfei's parents sent him left Lu Mingfei somewhat resentful, so he created this account and added his cousin's QQ, hoping to play a prank on him. But Lu Mingfei couldn't have imagined that this cousin, who was 160cm tall and weighed 160cm, had no worries about food and clothing, and could afford to spend money like water, could also be a "melancholic prince." For so long, his pranks hadn't worked, and instead, he acted like a therapist.

After a quick chat, Lu Mingfei helplessly teased himself that he cared more about him than the girl he secretly loved. He told his cousin that he "had to go study", then said goodbye to his classmate, logged off the computer, paid the bill, and walked out of the Internet cafe.

A light drizzle fell from the pitch-black sky, blurring the dim lights in the distance into a brightly colored graffiti. The city was bustling with activity, and the flowing lights were golden.

In the bustling city, Lu Mingfei turned up his collar and set out on his journey home alone.

(End of this chapter)