Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 239 Mission: 01-7 Prisoner of Fate
It wasn't just Xia Mi; almost all Dragon Kings would hide in human society to build up their strength after their resurrection, and Nero's target, "Bronze and Fire," was no different. However, Xia Mi was probably the only one to have so brazenly infiltrated a dragon-slaying group.

After a few days of spending time together, Nero had already begun to sense that Xia Mi had perhaps discovered she lacked dragon blood. The "Dragon Shadow" orb on her earrings was said to be from a pure-blooded dragon, imbuing Nero with a dragon's aura, but that dragon wasn't Nidhogg after all. If someone used the "Blood Ties" spell, a spell used to detect dragon bloodlines, in her presence, Nero would be immediately exposed—because the principle behind this spell is ultimately the resonance of bloodlines.

As the Dragon King, Xia Mi knew many spiritual words, and it was no surprise that she discovered Nero's secret. Someone who should not have dragon bloodline had successfully passed the bloodline test. This special trait would intrigue anyone who knew about it.

"You don't seem taller or older than me."

Nero retorted to her coldly and secretly, then turned and left, not giving Xia Mi a chance to get close.

Xia Mi is considered an anomaly among the Dragon Kings. Unlike her siblings, she can't even cultivate a dragon-like body, like a human mingling with them. However, this also gives her more opportunities to approach humans and the ability to disguise herself. Xia Mi is the only one among the Dragon Kings capable of scheming and intrigue, attempting to join Kassel Academy in order to use human power to kill the other Dragon Kings and devour their energy.

Yes, devouring other Dragon Kings is the only way for these pure-blooded dragons to break through their power limitations. As direct offspring of Nidhogg, or even "self-aware clones," the Dragon Kings' powers are permanently frozen at the moment of their birth, unable to advance. Therefore, they must kill each other, both to gain the power to destroy the world and to fight against Nidhogg's eventual return.

The inevitable destruction urges them to master power, and the means to master power compels them to abandon their emotions. Without emotions, they will eventually destroy the world, like an unsolvable vicious cycle. All dragons are prisoners trapped in this vicious cycle, and the long-term imprisonment has driven each of them into madness.

If you were to ask what this world-destroying disaster represents, it might be the ambition of those in power to burn everything to ashes.

However, Xia Mi acted like an innocent girl. She followed Nero relentlessly, as if trying to warm a stone or melt an iceberg. "I'm definitely older than you! What month were you born?"

Did you mean age when you said big before? I'm embarrassed to expose you! Nero secretly complained in her heart, but her face was still covered with a layer of frost. She didn't intend to argue with Xia Mi about the issue of size. For her, it was too boring. So, in order to shut Xia Mi up, Nero coldly said "Oh." Then, with a single sentence, she won the game.

"When you get to Kassel Academy, remember to call me 'Senior Sister'."

The battle between the two came to an end, with Xia Mi completely defeated in every aspect. Nero, known as the genius girl who skipped a grade, would officially enroll in Kassel this year, while the seemingly ordinary Xia Mi would have to wait another year. So in the future—if there ever came a day like that—Xia Mi would indeed have to call Nero "Senior Sister," regardless of whether her birthday was earlier or later than Nero's.

However, this did not stop Xia Mi from continuing her offensive. Nero looked up at the corner of the stairs and saw her eyes shining. She immediately said:
"A younger senior sister?! And she even has an iceberg attribute! This is too adorable!"

You can learn something from the two-dimensional world.

Nero felt quite exhausted and sighed helplessly. But then an idea struck her, and she suddenly remembered what she had been thinking about earlier regarding Lu Mingfei. How about trying to divert the blame?
"Ah - sneeze!"

A loud sneeze attracted the attention of everyone around. Lu Mingfei, who had just come back from his trance, rubbed his nose, his cheeks twitching, and he awkwardly scratched his head, which looked like a mess.

It was a pity that he was still completely unaware of the misfortune that was about to befall him. As the saying goes, fate's gifts always come with a price, and this time, the price might have come a little too early.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and heard a suppressed laugh, which sounded like mockery and pity. He did not turn to look for the person who laughed, and the laughter seemed to fall into an icy lake without causing a ripple.

It was just another ordinary day without any changes.

Time slipped by quietly. Returning home—if his aunt's house could be called home—Lu Mingfei glanced around and realized that his cousin, whose life was far more exciting than his, hadn't returned yet. He decisively opened the only laptop in the house, opened the StarCraft group he had joined, and began looking for opponents.

Some say StarCraft is difficult, and it's true. It's both difficult to learn and difficult to master, and newcomers can easily lose sight of one thing and end up getting bullied by seasoned players. But it's precisely for this reason that Lu Mingfei can't put it down. It's not that he feels superior to a seasoned player, but rather that the game never fails to thrill him.

Unfortunately, bullying weak players wasn't very exciting, so Lu Mingfei would often make things difficult for himself when playing against these group players. For example, in this round, he didn't connect the mouse to his computer. In terms of skill, he was considered top-tier among professional players, so it was natural for him to outmaneuver these group players in terms of tactical awareness and mechanical control. Therefore, he would usually disable one of these features himself.

In an Internet cafe, you must use specific tactics to win, such as the Terran nuclear bomb; but at home, you often don't use a mouse to play games, so if your operation is inferior to the opponent, you can only make up for it with your awareness.

Sadly, he couldn't make up for it this time. This laptop lacked a touchpad, requiring red-dot controls without a mouse. Control sensitivity was one thing, but playing games with it was inherently inhumane. Lu Mingfei couldn't execute precise maneuvers, and if he couldn't achieve a head-on crushing victory, it would be difficult.

He was not discouraged and started the second game.

In reality, given Lu Mingfei's abilities, he had a chance to succeed as a professional. However, the environment for such a career wasn't there yet in China, and those so-called professional gamers lived a miserable life. They often had to cover their own travel and accommodations, and even a few small prizes were barely enough to sustain their lives. Their careers were purely driven by passion.

Lu Mingfei's self-awareness is quite clear. He doesn't have much love, and he can't generate electricity. Without a comfortable life in the second half of his life, how can he become a professional player?

(End of this chapter)