Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 257 Mission: 04-3 Seeking Help Off-site
"You want to write a self-criticism again?"

After understanding Lu Mingfei's thoughts, Nero replied speechlessly.

This guy is quite interesting. He still has to apologize a month after the incident before he dares to speak. Nero flipped through the chat history and finally remembered that Lu Mingfei had forced her to write a self-criticism before... Although Nero was also responsible for this incident.

Lu Mingfei didn't know this, though. He had written a self-reflection for Nero, but he hadn't offered an apology. Nero didn't really think he needed an apology, but since he had said it, it was hard to refuse. He just took it as a thank you for helping him familiarize himself with the school rules.

However, Lu Mingfei's subsequent comments showed that he hadn't learned his lesson. He'd read the school rules and written a self-reflection, so how could he still be thinking of using words to show off?
"Huh? I thought it would be alright since we haven't started school yet..."

So, it was true that the school rules hadn't been handed down to Lu Mingfei yet. However, those Latin documents signed by Lu Mingfei himself, which no one could understand, mentioned similar rules. If he was caught breaking them, he would definitely face serious consequences.

But... the key point of this sentence is "discovered".

"Yeah, it'll be fine as long as we don't get caught. I was just too conspicuous that time."

"But I haven't awakened the Word Spirit yet."

This sentence was followed by a crying face emoji, and Nero shook his head, looking quite helpless.

"So, what are you going to do?"

After she asked, Lu Mingfei slowly told her about the graduation party, and she finally remembered the incident. Perhaps Nero's actions triggered a butterfly effect; Lu Mingfei's early confession led Chen Wenwen to reveal Zhao Menghua's plans. Meanwhile, Nuonuo, who had been there to help Lu Mingfei at the party, had no excuse to stay after Lu Mingfei accepted the college's invitation, and, seeing no more fun to be had, she returned to the academy early.

"correct!"

After typing a long string of words, Lu Mingfei seemed to have finally remembered to ask for help: "I don't know how to speak words, but you do!"

"My words can only be used to kill people."

This is true. Nero's word spirit is set to "Judgment," which has no other effect besides killing. And Nero couldn't think of any superpower he could use to help Lu Mingfei out of this predicament—could he just interrupt their rose-transforming performance during their speeches?

While he didn't have superpowers, he did have the power of "money." The board members at Kassel College were all incredibly wealthy, and Nero had taken advantage of them. Lu Mingfei would soon be able to get his $100,000 student ID card back, so at worst, he could just ask for it back.

So she asked, "How much do you think it will cost you to settle this?"

"what?"

A single, simple word revealed his disgust for this era of financial supremacy and his envy of himself for wanting to be part of it. Nero continued typing, "Knowing he's planning to do something bad, isn't it easy to fix it? Your speech won't last more than five minutes, will it? As long as we spend enough money to ensure nothing goes wrong in those five minutes before you step down, then we'll be fine, right?"

Lu Mingfei fell silent. Nero didn't know what he was silent about either. He minimized the chat window and opened a four-digit mini-game platform, enjoying himself.

It was 2009, and most of the video sites, multiplayer games, and other things that Nero was familiar with had not yet appeared - except for the evergreens from Blizzard and Valve. Single-player games were also a distant memory for Nero, who was accustomed to next-generation graphics.

So playing some mini games... isn't that bad, right? It's a way to reminisce about my childhood.

The beeping sound of the message prompted Nero to pause the message. Lu Mingfei replied, "I don't have any money..."

"I have it, or rather, the academy has it." Nero leaned lazily on the back of his chair and typed, "So the question is, do you want to do this?" In fact, if Nero thinks about it carefully, there is no need for him to ask Lu Mingfei to pay back the money. Nero can't take it away anyway, and it will end up in the pocket of the academy. There is really no need for him to do so.

"You don't have to pay it back," she added.

The next message in the chat box was blank, just a terrified face. Poor Lu Mingfei seemed frightened by Nero's lavish remarks. After a moment, he typed, "Forget it, I'll just pretend to be sick and not go."

Are you scared? Lu Mingfei really seems to be a good young man of the new era, not afraid of the corruption of money at all!
"It's your own decision. Just don't regret it later."

"The problem is, I feel like I'll regret whatever I choose." Lu Mingfei's reply was full of confusion, and Nero directly mocked his behavior:

"That's not regret, that's depression. I know why you were able to deceive your cousin for so long. It turns out that trumpet wasn't just an act."

"no!"

From the speed at which he typed, it was clear that Lu Mingfei was getting a little impatient: "Can you tell anyone about this?"

"I didn't tell anyone. No one would peek at our chat history except Norma."

"Thank you!"

Norma was the college's electronic secretary, and the internet was practically a secret for her. So Nero's claim that Norma knew about this meant, in a way, that the principal also knew about it. For Lu Mingfei, this was truly humiliating.

But this wasn't the worst news for Lu Mingfei: "You're welcome. I can tell you another thing. Besides the principal, there's another person in the academy who can access Norma's database. Do you know who he is?"

"...Can it be worse?" Lu Mingfei sighed helplessly.

"It might be worse than you think now, because that person is the director of the college's news department. I guess you know who the news workers are, right?"

"Haha, I'm done."

Lu Mingfei's profile picture on the screen seemed to have turned into white ash. The small period at the end of the message was like Lu Mingfei's heart frozen in time.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Do what you please. Once you've chosen your path, don't look back. As long as you firmly believe that your choice is right, you won't regret it."

This time, it was serious psychological counseling. Nero didn't know how much of a difference this statement would make, but it applied not only to this moment, but also to countless future choices. People always subconsciously and selectively embellish the paths they didn't choose, as if choosing again would make the future better. But even if they choose again, the results may not necessarily be satisfactory.

Moreover, without external interference, few people will suddenly change their choices. This is what is called character determines destiny.

"Are you saying this about the Minister of Information is a joke?"

"No, that's the truth."

(End of this chapter)