Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 32 The Fake and the Real

"I want to ask, is the industry of dragon slaying safe?" Lu Mingfei asked seriously.

"We have five insurances and one housing fund, team building and activities on holidays, and afternoon tea on weekdays. With the identity certificate provided by Norma, you can enjoy convenient transportation and high-level services all over the world."

"sounds good."

"The college also has insurance coverage for every student and staff member."

"If I die, my family will get huge compensation?"

"No, it is responsible for transporting your body back to the country, if it is still intact."

"." Lu Mingfei fell into silence.

Perhaps one day, his body will be covered with a white curtain and brought back to China by helicopter, and aunts and uncles will run to the rows of hospital beds to identify which body belongs to Lu Mingfei.

This sounds sad, because his parents don't know where in the world they are doing research.

Speaking of which, his parents are alumni of Kassel College. So they have been traveling for decades, are they chasing large lizards all over the world?
Lu Mingfei looked at his hands, a pair of white, tender and smooth young hands, without calluses from holding a knife, and without wounds cut by Kunai and Taidao, these are a pair of warm hands.

"I am willing to enroll." He took a deep breath and said to Professor Guderian.

He has fought so many battles without any guarantee, and now there are still people who are willing to help you send your body home after your death. Why does he have no reason to refuse such a favorable offer?
He wants to discover the secrets of this world, to witness the real side of the world with his own eyes, maybe one day, he can find the news of "Sakura Dragon" and "Power of Dragon Yin".

"Great! I knew our S-level is not mediocre!" Professor Guderian beamed.

"We will be classmates from now on, welcome, Lu Mingfei." Fingel grinned, his snow-white teeth gleaming.

"Don't forget the internet fee you owe me." Lu Mingfei shook hands with his powerful big hands.

In the dark night, the scenery outside the window is like a streamer.

Lu Mingfei exhaled lightly at himself reflected in the window, but in an instant, the sky collapsed, the earth shattered, there was a loud noise, the whole train shook, all the lights flickered and went out, and darkness fell.

The sound of bells, there is a faint sound of bells ringing in my ears.

"Hey, did the Titanic sink?" Lu Mingfei frowned and asked, "Is anyone injured?"

No one responded to him until a tender little hand held his left hand.

Soft as a baby's hand.

All the lights were turned on again, it was still the train, it was still the leather sofa, but Professor Guderian and Fingel were gone.

"You're here again." Lu Mingfei heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't an earthquake.

It was Lu Mingze again, not his cousin who weighed 160 catties and was 160 cm tall, but that little boy carved in jade.

Lu Mingfei always thought that this little boy was his heart disease.

Whenever he felt turbulent in his heart or felt lonely, the little boy would come out to comfort himself.

The first time was in an Internet cafe. On the first day he just came back from Weiming, the sense of separation between reality and dream was bumping in his heart.

Although he looked very calm on the outside, without revealing any flaws, he did have to admit that his mental state was actually very unstable that day.

Anyone would be like this, you killed so many people on the battlefield, your hands were covered with blood, you can't even remember the number of times you died, but suddenly, you came back, sitting on the bench and playing with that old-fashioned laptop Looking at my favorite interstellar.

Is that just a dream?I keep asking such a question in my heart, no one can answer you, it's just that everything is silently telling, it's just a dream.

When he was slumped in the Internet cafe, he was almost fainted by the impact of virtuality and reality.

But that little boy appeared just right.

The two snuggled together, talking strange words, the whole world is so dark, only a ray of light illuminates him and him.

My heart, which could not calm down at all, suddenly calmed down.

The second time I met the little boy was at the cinema.

In the gathering of the literature club, the former classmates were strangers in Lu Mingfei's eyes. He sat in the same place with a group of strangers, discussing those familiar and unfamiliar topics.

At that moment, no one could empathize with him.

The girl he liked in the past, the classmates who surfed the Internet together, and even the enemies he didn't like have all become strangers.

Life seems to be vain, but there is no ripple in his heart, which is simply too sad.

Which side is true?Where is the illusion?He felt like the big bald head in The Matrix, trapped in the gap between the virtual and the real.

But the little boy appeared again, and he watched a movie with him, and sat aside to share the same bucket of popcorn with him.

After that, he often thought that maybe he really had such a brother.

The third time was the trip to Japan not long ago.

Originally, he was looking forward to gaining something, because everything about Wei Ming indicated that there was an inseparable relationship with Japan.

Samurai in armor, ways of visiting temples, shoguns and soldiers
You can find many elements in Japanese animation.

He thought that he would be able to find some clues when he went to Japan this time, but there was nothing
Sensoji Temple, Meiji Shrine.
He visited all the most famous Buddhist monasteries and temples in Japan, but he didn't get any relevant news at all.

He can only nest in his room, playing the latest game, missing important people silently.

At that moment, the little boy came again.

He came to play games with Lu Mingfei, and said some strange things.

They play Uncharted 2 together, break through traps, and complete mission objectives.

It's really nice to have someone by your side. He cries with you, laughs with you, and goes through the most difficult difficulties with you.

Even though it was virtual, Lu Mingfei liked him very much.

Lu Mingfei smiled and patted Lu Mingze's head.

"Why are you here again?"

"Look outside, brother." Lu Mingze took Lu Mingfei's hand and led him to the window.

It was no longer the dark night outside, the train was running at high speed on the vast ice field.

The white and bluish ice covered the mountain piercing the sky. The sky was a rich blood red, and the rain was torrential. Every drop of rain was bright red and flowed down the car window.

On the top of that ice peak, a black giant dragon lay quietly, its wings hanging down to the foot of the mountain, and the thick blood stained the entire ice peak.Crowds of people climbed along the dragon's double-wing net, and those who climbed to the top surrounded the dragon's head, nailed the dragon's skull with a sharp iron cone, and beat the tail of the iron cone vigorously.

Every time a hole was drilled, white slurry gushed out like a fountain, and evaporated into rich white gas in a short while. Those people cheered and shouted loudly.

"That was the day when the Dragon Emperor died. Countless people cheered. If it weren't for his death, the world would not be like this." Lu Mingze seemed to enjoy the sound of the blows very much. He closed his eyes, listened silently, and smiled .

(End of this chapter)