Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

Lu Mingfei straddled the back of a black and white husky, leisurely strolling down the street. The husky was large and muscular, yet he rode it with perfect obedience, attracting the attention of passersby with curious glances—some trying to suppress laughter, some expressing surprise, and others taking out their phones to take pictures, as if they were looking at some rare and exotic object.

Lu Mingfei didn't care at all; in fact, he was quite pleased with himself, holding his chin high as if these stares were just passersby paying attention to him, as if he were riding a majestic steed, not a husky.

Lu Mingfei arrived at the Regent Hotel, but was stopped by a staff member as soon as he entered:

"Sir, hello! I'm sorry, but pets are not allowed in hotel rooms. However, if you require pet boarding, we can provide it for you. Would you like me to explain in more detail?"

Lu Mingfei was immediately displeased:

"Pet? What pet? You mean it?" Lu Mingfei casually poked the head of the husky beneath him, and after the waiter nodded, he chuckled:

"It doesn't even deserve to be my pet! This thing is nothing more than my means of transportation, my mount, understand?"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp "smack" rang out as he slapped the dog's head again. The black and white husky immediately wilted, its head drooping almost to the ground, letting out a pitiful "woof" from its throat, its round eyes filled with resentment—who could have imagined that the once supreme black king Nidhogg would now have to suffer such humiliation at the hands of humans? But it dared not speak out, its tail tucked tightly between its legs, afraid of being hit again.

The waitress stood there, her lips twitching, her professional smile almost crumbling. She glanced at Lu Mingfei's nonchalant attitude, then at the dog's utterly resigned expression, finding the scene absurdly ridiculous. For a moment, she didn't know what to say, and could only awkwardly rub her hands together.

Lu Mingfei didn't really intend to make things difficult for her. Seeing the waitress standing there like a wooden statue, he waved his hand and said, "Never mind, tell me about your foster care service."

The waitress felt like she'd been granted a pardon; the heart that had been in her throat just moments before finally settled back into her stomach. She had initially thought she'd encountered a difficult customer deliberately causing trouble, but now, seeing that Lu Mingfei, though sharp-tongued, wasn't unreasonable, she quickly breathed a sigh of relief and began to explain the services with a smile.

"Excuse me, sir, did you make a reservation?" the waiter asked with a professional smile.

Lu Mingfei's nonchalant attitude when he rode his husky in had really caught her off guard, and she had forgotten to check the reservation information first. Now that she had calmed down and looked him over carefully, she realized that the boy in front of her was dressed very ordinarily—a faded gray T-shirt, jeans with frayed edges at the knees, and a pair of white sneakers with a bit of dust on his feet. He looked like an ordinary high school student no matter how you looked at him.

She knew all too well how high the threshold was for the Regent Hotel.

Those who can afford to spend money here are either rich or powerful. Even the young people are mostly well-dressed rich kids. A young man like Lu Mingfei, who exudes "down-to-earth" charm, is a first.

Not to mention he was riding a husky that didn't look very bright; the combination was just too incongruous. What was an ordinary high school student doing alone at such a top-tier hotel? Was it arranged by his family? Or was there some special circumstance? A series of questions swirled in her mind, but she could only suppress them and finish her work first.

"It's booked, Lu Mingfei, check it out." Following Professor Guderian's instructions, Lu Mingfei directly gave the name.

The waitress's fingers flew across the keyboard, refreshing the reservation information on the screen. When the name "Lu Mingfei" appeared, she subconsciously glanced up at the young man, then her gaze fell on the room type section—the four gilded words "Presidential Suite" made her pupils shrink slightly, and her fingers pause for a moment.

She glanced up at Lu Mingfei discreetly. The boy still had that nonchalant air, but now, looking at his faded T-shirt, it seemed to carry a hint of "understated" style. The slight disdain she had felt earlier because of his ordinary attire had now transformed into genuine restraint. She quickly straightened her collar, her smile becoming even more attentive, and spoke with just the right amount of respect:

"Hello sir, we have indeed found your booking record. You booked the Presidential Suite. We also need to inform you that pet boarding is already included in your suite benefits and will not incur any additional charges. Please rest assured."

"Oh, not bad, not bad. It seems Professor Guderian is quite savvy." Lu Mingfei nodded in satisfaction, then dismounted from the husky's back and handed it over to a staff member to be fostered. Before leaving, Lu Mingfei patted the husky's head again and leaned down to say:

"Behave yourself and listen to the staff, don't cause trouble, or I'll have to consider eating dog meat hot pot, understand?"

Seeing that Erha nodded obediently, Lu Mingfei took the room key with satisfaction and headed to the reserved presidential suite.

Upon entering the room, Lu Mingfei completely ignored the exquisite decor and spaciousness, heading straight for the computer. In his previous life as a supreme being, even the toilet in any of his palaces was more luxurious than this so-called presidential suite, so he didn't really care about this setup. In comparison, the novelty of the online world was much more appealing to him.

Lu Mingfei skillfully opened StarCraft, eager to see what kind of magic his favorite game in this world possessed...

An hour later, Lu Mingfei stared at the exploded enemy base on the screen and the "GG" message that popped up in the chat box, a lazy smile playing on his lips. He reached for the bottle of energy drink on the table, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip. The cool sweetness slid down his throat, and he slumped back in his chair, his eyes half-closed in bliss.

"Being a gamer is definitely the best." He muttered, his fingertips tapping the table unconsciously. In truth, that's just who he is at heart—unambitious, just wanting to stay in a comfortable place playing games and drinking soda.

If it weren't for the endless internal and external troubles in his previous life, he would never have wanted to be a supreme being; he would have found a secluded place to lie down and rest long ago. But instead, he was forced to conquer countless worlds, his hands stained with countless blood, and in the end, he was abandoned by everyone and had no choice but to be reborn.

Just then, a message notification popped up on QQ. Lu Mingfei clicked on the flashing icon, and a message appeared on his screen:

"Mingming, why are you so fierce today? Did you turn on the 'Powered' mode?" The sender was Old Tang, the one whose base had just been destroyed by Lu Mingfei.

"If you're bad, practice more. I've been honing my skills, so I've been playing with you using the red dot sight. Today I'm in a good mood, so I'll use the keyboard and mouse. Also, don't call me Mingming anymore, it sounds like a little girl. Didn't you see I changed my name? Remember to call me Ming Shen from now on!"

Lu Mingfei didn't dislike Lao Tang, his online friend. After all, during the most down-and-out period of his life, Lao Tang was one of the few friends who genuinely cared for him and helped him through many difficult times.

"Wow, how come I never noticed before that you were such a show-off? Ming Shen, huh? Why don't I change my name to Tang Shen too, and the two of us can dominate the entire interstellar channel? What do you say?" Old Tang replied quickly.

"I think it's good. This name suits you well. I think you do look quite Tang. In the future, when you go out, don't say you know me, or people might misunderstand."

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. When did you become so sharp-tongued? I have something to do, I'm logging off now, let's talk again next time." Old Tang finished speaking and logged off without waiting for Lu Mingfei's reply.

The departure of his gaming partner left Lu Mingfei bored again. In the entire interstellar channel, only Lao Tang could exchange a few blows with him. Even if all the others were combined, they wouldn't be able to beat him with one hand. Stomping noobs was fun at first, but after a while, the unpredictable victories just made him feel bored.

Just as I was about to close the game interface, a message suddenly popped up:

"Slice one?"

The sender was named Nuonuo. Lu Mingfei didn't remember having any friends with that name. Of course, it was possible that he had added her before but had forgotten about her. But none of that mattered. Since the other party dared to challenge him, she should be prepared to get a good beating.

"Come here," Lu Mingfei said succinctly.