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

Chapter 6 Master, what do you do for a living?

Lu Mingfei felt he was really lucky; all the netizens were talented.

There are even ghost hunters here.

But he didn't place all his hopes on Lao Tang.

Although I've known Lao Tang for so long and roughly know his character, I don't think he would joke about something like this. But when it comes to matters of life and death, we still have to be careful.

So I continued to search for similar posts on various websites to see if I could gather more experiences from others in order to be prepared.

This continued until noon.

Lu Mingfei's stomach rumbled again.

I'm hungry again.

Some people, still wanting more, closed their notebooks filled with notes.

His efficiency was higher than ever before; he had never studied this diligently. He was truly giving it his all this time in order to get rid of that devil.

I didn't go downstairs to buy steamed buns for lunch; there are still some leftovers from the Lunar New Year in the fridge.

Today is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. Although we should have finished our New Year's Eve dinner long ago, we still have some dumpling filling left. We can stir-fry it and eat it as a dish. We can also cook some more rice, which should be enough to get through today.

"It tastes good, but it doesn't have much flavor."

Lu Mingfei tasted his own cooking, and the answer was not optimistic.

However, when people are hungry, their taste preferences are not that high.

"I'm going to school tomorrow. I still have some money on my meal card, but I don't know if the cafeteria windows will be open... They should be open, otherwise it would be too outrageous to ask students to come for extra lessons and then not provide meals."

"Even if the cafeteria opens... with my current appetite, the money in my card will only last a day or two at most, and then there are still five days... damn it, the competition isn't even halfway through yet!?"

For the first time, Lu Mingfei realized that living in the 21st century, he actually had the possibility of starving to death.

of course,

Another option is to borrow money.

I'll go to school tomorrow to borrow money from other classmates to get through these next few days.

Shilan Middle School is an elite school, and the students come from wealthy and influential families. They can not only help with meal expenses, but if they want, they can even support Lu Mingfei.

But to be honest, Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed to ask for money. He didn't have a very good relationship with his classmates, so he figured he might as well ask online friends for money instead of asking them. Maybe he'd be more successful.

Besides, being rejected online wouldn't be so embarrassing... The main reason is that if Chen Wenwen heard about me borrowing money, I'd rather be dead.

Who can I borrow from online? Should I continue to fleece Old Tang?

"Well, we'll see when the time comes."

Lu Mingfei thought with a heavy heart, "I can't keep targeting the same sheep forever, or I'll end up plucking it all off."

Moreover, unless absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to borrow money from others and would rather eat plain noodles.

"If only I could find some work to earn money... Hmm, after the air conditioner repairman finishes this afternoon, I'll go out for a walk. At least I have some strength now, so moving some bricks shouldn't be a problem."

Lu Mingfei eventually finished five bowls of rice.

I returned to my computer desk, hesitated for a moment, and then closed the series of mystical web pages.

Then click on a familiar icon.

"Take a break from work... After a long morning, let's relax with a game."

"I'll take another nap later!"

……

‘Ding dong——’

At 2:30 p.m. sharp, the doorbell rang.

"Holy crap, that was fast!"

Lu Mingfei was startled and his attention was drawn away from the fierce battle.

He quickly jumped up from the stool and opened the door.

A middle-aged man dressed in overalls and carrying a toolbox stood outside.

"Hello, resident, I'm Mr. Liu from the property management, here to fix the air conditioner," the middle-aged man introduced himself.

"Oh, please come in, please come in."

Lu Mingfei glanced briefly at the middle-aged man's name tag, pointed towards the living room, and said quickly:
"This one over here... thank you for your help, Master Liu."

"Okay." Master Liu looked somewhat surprised.

Lu Mingfei laughed awkwardly, "The game is still running..."

"Oh, oh, oh." Mr. Liu suddenly realized and smiled understandingly: "It's okay, go ahead and play. I used to like playing games too, haha... Don't worry, our property management won't touch the residents' things without permission."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll get you a glass of water in a bit," Lu Mingfei said hurriedly, already eager to finish the battle.

It has to be said that one of the little devil's words in his dream resonated with him deeply.

Sometimes, it can be quite satisfying to win when you're really serious about it.

As he watched Lu Mingfei return to his house, a strange glint flashed in Master Liu's eyes.

As he walked towards the air conditioner in the living room, his eyes quickly scanned the furniture and layout of the room...

I lingered in the trash can for a while; it contained bones that Lu Mingfei had gnawed on, as well as a broken cup from that morning.

……

"Take it!"

Lu Mingfei quickly typed "GG" on the screen, pushed aside his chair, and rushed out of the room.

At this point, Mr. Liu had already set up the ladder, checked the inside of the air conditioner casing, and was climbing down.

Lu Mingfei subtly checked the box where he kept change in the entryway and the coffee table in the living room where he displayed gifts. Everything was normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I took out a disposable paper cup, filled it with water from the water dispenser, and went into the living room.

"Thank you for your hard work, sir. Have some water. What's wrong with my air conditioner?"

"The remote control receiver module is burnt out. It's probably because the humidity was too high a while ago, causing it to short-circuit. Replacing it will fix the problem. It's a minor issue."

Master Liu naturally took the paper cup, took a sip, and then pulled out a part from the toolbox.

"Hiss... How much?" Lu Mingfei immediately tensed up.

"This is free, it doesn't cost any money. The property management fees have already been paid, so it's included in the price," Mr. Liu said with a smile.

Lu Mingfei was immediately overjoyed.

As long as it's free, that's fine. Right now, the thing he fears most is talking about money.

If he really needs money, he'll probably have to buy it on credit.

After putting down the paper cup, Mr. Liu picked up the screwdriver and climbed back up the ladder.

For an experienced mechanic like him, this kind of malfunction is not difficult; replacing a part is just a matter of minutes.

Since Lu Mingfei had nothing better to do, he focused his attention on retrieving Master Liu's information.

Name: Chen Huayi

【Age: 29/95】

【Combat strength: 13】

[Favorability: -1]

Wealth Index: 7.3

[Bloodline: C]

[...new information detected]

[Word of Power: Wind Veil]

[Tags: Top-tier talent, CAD expert, 2001 graduate of Kassel College's Magic Mechanical Design program, Level B Executive Specialist...]

[Comment: Are we going on a mission on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year? Why not just go straight to the factory and get two more days off?]

“Puff—cough cough!”

Upon seeing the information before him, Lu Mingfei nearly choked on his own saliva.

Hearing a sudden noise behind me
Master Liu turned his head in confusion and met Lu Mingfei's utterly shocked gaze.

"What's wrong?" His tone was calm, revealing no sign of anything amiss.

"..."

Lu Mingfei finally managed to stop coughing, breathing heavily, and said in a dry voice:
"No...no, well, hehe...I wanted to ask, Master, what do you do for a living?"

(End of this chapter)