Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 13 Word Power: Prophet and Favorability +1... Favorability +1
Chu Zihang remained silent.

only.

As soon as Lu Mingfei said those words, his brows furrowed noticeably.

"I'm so sorry... Senior brother, I misspoke..."

Upon noticing this, Lu Mingfei felt somewhat frustrated and regretful.

You can't just talk about other people's secrets... What you think is a well-intentioned reminder may not be seen as well-intentioned by others.

As expected,
When the panel was activated again, the exclamation mark above Chu Zihang's head, which had turned gray, lit up again.

This indicates that a certain data item on his panel has changed.

"Hey……"

With a desperate desire to check the final report card, Lu Mingfei once again opened Chu Zihang's panel.

My gaze instantly locked onto that line that was lightly jumping—

The [affinity] level has indeed changed.

but……

[Favorability: 4-5]

Lu Mingfei: "??"

Hiss—how come it only increased by 1 point?
Not buddy!

Why are you frowning for no reason?!
Frowning while simultaneously increasing favorability? What's this all about? What kind of overpowered CEO trope is this?!

Oh, although everyone does say that Chu Zihang has the air of a domineering CEO... but I'm a straight man!
Lu Mingfei was driven to utter frustration.

If there were a mirror, he felt he could see his face changing wildly between red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple...

"Lu Mingfei."

Chu Zihang suddenly spoke up.

"Oh, ah?" Lu Mingfei quickly looked away and sat down obediently with his hands on his lap.

"You just said you felt like he had locked onto me?"

Chu Zihang stared at Lu Mingfei. "Is he referring to Odin?"

Lu Mingfei didn't want to mislead Chu Zihang, but such a gaze put him under immense pressure, and he instinctively blurted out a couple of rubbish words: "It's not that old geezer, although you are indeed very handsome, senior brother... okay, it's Gungnir."

“Gungnir…” Chu Zihang’s eyes gleamed slightly.

His dazzling golden eyes almost broke free from the constraints of his pure black contact lenses; clearly, this news had deeply moved him.

"Could you tell me how you felt it?" Chu Zihang asked softly.

"This... it was just a sudden flash of inspiration. I felt like there was a very special shadow or something behind you, senior brother. My intuition told me that it was Gungnir."

Lu Mingfei went to great lengths to come up with an excuse, hoping that Chu Zihang would quickly drop the subject.

How about we chat about some gossip about Shilan for the rest of the time?

however,
Chu Zihang seemed to genuinely believe it, and he looked thoughtful and puzzled.

After a while,
“I understand,” he said suddenly.

"……What?"

Lu Mingfei shrank his neck, feeling a little scared.

“Your words of power should be those of a prophet,” Chu Zihang calmly concluded.

"A prophet!?" Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded.

What? You made up a bunch of stuff and actually some of it actually matched up?

"A prophet is a very special and rare form of prophecy, capable of foreseeing future events, but the limitations and types of events that can be foreseen are still unclear."

Chu Zihang provided Kassel College's explanation of 'Word of Power - Prophet'.

Predicting the future... Oh, that's a completely different thing from an intelligence panel.

Wait a minute!

Seeing... the upper limit of lifespan, does that count as predicting the future?

Lu Mingfei was startled.

Holy crap, could this thing really be a 'Word of Power Prophet'?

The name sounds so impressive, but it's just a bunch of exclamation marks?
But Chu Zihang was naturally unaware of what he was thinking. Seeing Lu Mingfei standing there in a daze, he comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, this is different from the prophets in literary works. Word Power Prophets will not suffer any backlash such as divine retribution."

“Around the fifth century AD, there was a half-blood named Aquitaine who awakened the power of words and prophecy within the Secret Society. He was the leader of the Secret Society at the time and lived to be over a hundred years old. I'll go back to the school library and gather some relevant information for you.” “Oh, thank you, senior brother!” Lu Mingfei quickly said gratefully, this was crucial.

"It's ok."

Chu Zihang shook his head and asked, "Did you sense anything else?"

"Uh...yes!"

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment,
Suddenly, I remembered the most outrageous data in Chu Zihang's panel.

"Senior brother... when you were 14, did anything... strange happen?"

The age column for Chu Zihang shows [19/14].

This means that, according to the mark Chu Zihang left in this world, he should only live to be 14 years old.

But the truth is, he lived to be 19 years old.

And they were standing right in front of me!
Is it a bug in the control panel, or is it a bug in Chu Zihang?
however,
Upon hearing this, Chu Zihang's expression completely changed.

She appeared in front of Lu Mingfei almost instantly, her gaze fixed on his eyes, the pure black contact lenses unable to conceal the tangible golden light within them…

Lu Mingfei could even vaguely see them melting from the edges!

Holy crap, a guy with a combat power of 129 points? That's practically Superman...

"What did you feel?" Chu Zihang pressed down on Lu Mingfei's shoulder, his gaze seemingly concealing a blade. Under such scrutiny, Lu Mingfei simply couldn't lie.

“I have a feeling that something might have happened that year that would have killed you, but you survived…”

Lu Mingfei reluctantly voiced his guess, and noticing that Chu Zihang's power was increasing, he couldn't help but gasp and cry out.
"Ouch, Senior Brother, it hurts!"

"Feel sorry."

Chu Zihang released him dejectedly, his indifferent yet charismatic face seeming to turn desolate like an autumn wind.

"You're right, I deserved to die back then."

“That’s not what I meant…” Lu Mingfei stammered, gently rubbing his shoulder.

Although it hurt a little from being pinched, he found it hard to feel any ill will towards Chu Zihang, and even felt a little guilty.

He realized that he had reopened a long-buried wound in the boy's heart.

"Do you remember dandelions?" Chu Zihang asked softly.

"That thing that flies everywhere when you blow on it, leaving only a bare handle?" Lu Mingfei said dryly, somewhat not understanding Chu Zihang's thought process.

"..."

Chu Zihang gently closed his eyes: "It was a typhoon. We had a three-day holiday that time."

"Oh! I remember now!"

Lu Mingfei did remember: Typhoon 'Dandelion', which happened in the summer of 04.

That day, it was raining heavily in Binhai. He was soaked to the bone on his way home, but he saw Chu Zihang's biological father driving away in a Maybach with him in tow.

At that time, he realized that the gap between himself and Chu Zihang was as vast as that between a commoner and a prince.

However, perhaps because it involved some secrets, Chu Zihang did not continue.

The corner of the coffee bar became quiet again.

"Uh, by the way, why didn't your dad pick you up in his car later? That Maybach was pretty cool."

Lu Mingfei could tell that Chu Zihang was in a rather low mood, so he tried to make small talk to ease the atmosphere.

However, when he got nervous, his words took on a different meaning and sounded sarcastic.

Lu Mingfei wanted to slap himself... Damn it, he should have kept quiet!

Chu Zihang suddenly looked up: "You remember him?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback.

"Isn't that the handsome older man? He has stubble, but he's pretty badass. He even asked me once if I wanted to learn basketball from him. Later I found out he was your dad..."

However, before he could finish speaking...
But then a new exclamation mark appeared above Chu Zihang's head once again.

The intelligence panel has been refreshed again—

[Favorability: 5-6]

Lu Mingfei: "...???"

(End of this chapter)