Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 182 Beyond the Black Wall
Black, black, black.

No one has documented the world outside the wall, and the information Lu Mingfei obtained from Lucy is not reliable.

The world outside the wall is a chaotic world. Lu Mingfei, have you ever tried to review your dreams after waking up?

First, very few people can accurately recount the contents of their dreams, and even if they could, it's unlikely they would remember every single detail precisely.

The human brain has logical chains; for example, seeing bread naturally evokes the image of a Shiba Inu. This kind of 'association' mechanism exists in the brain.

But dreams are special.

Human dreams are a mechanism that has yet to be fully understood. What do dreams mean? What causes them? How are they composed? To put it simply, they are like a composite created by dumping all the information in the brain, scrambling it, and forcibly mixing it together.

The black wall is simply chaotic.

Each entry is different; sometimes it's like a spooky fairy tale, sometimes a brightly lit corridor, sometimes a sun-drenched forest, and sometimes a narrow elevator.

There are no fixed results or conclusions, but what is certain is that a 'complex logical chain' exists, and it likely carries a 'fatal danger'.

The information that Lu Mingfei obtained from Lucy, a survivor outside the Black Wall, was quite valuable.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a completely dark room.

It is described as pure black, but since I can perceive 'black', it means that light still exists—but I cannot find its source.

Looking down, Lu Mingfei could see the lines on his palm.

In cyberspace, the concept of clothing doesn't exist. Lu Mingfei lay there naked, his body emitting a faint glow. Composing himself, he walked through the enclosed corridor, occasionally raising his hand to tap the wall beside him.

Bang, bang.

solid.

This is a dark corridor, so just keep walking forward.

Take a step forward, young man—

"Ok?"

tear
go ahead.

But as soon as he made that forward movement, Lu Mingfei felt a sharp pain on the side of his face.

The wound was slashed open, as if an invisible knife was stabbing at Lu Mingfei, instantly tearing his skin and flesh. Lu Mingfei's foot, which had not yet touched the ground, slowly retracted, while he squinted and began to think.

In the cyberspace, no blood dripped from Lu Mingfei's wound; instead, blue-purple crystal fragments floated into the air.

Occasionally, invisible, scythe-like 'traps' are mixed in with the air—in this world's terms, they would be called 'network trap codes'.

Lu Mingfei had never met many hackers in his life who could suppress him, but once he stepped outside the black wall, he encountered one every step of the way. This was the world that inspired fear in people.

However, it can be handled.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, and his brain began to work frantically.

Calculation.

arrangement.

Reorganization.

A long black trench coat was instantly draped over Lu Mingfei's shoulders, and the wound on his cheek healed in an instant. The entire black corridor flashed and then rapidly changed its frequency, from black to green, blue, brown—finally returning to black, but with several crisscrossing red lines appearing in the air.

Cyberlu Mingfei opened his eyes, and those deadly traps were clearly reflected in his golden pupils.

Make steady progress.

Determine the location of the trap.

Avoid all possible harm.

Steadily, we reached the end of the corridor.

"Um"

Lu Mingfei stopped.

It's like a stream-of-consciousness puzzle game, with enclosed black corridors, red intersecting lines, and a dangerous and chaotic space with underlying logic, resembling a dream.

The black corridor and the red line... are they trying to imitate some spy movie?

That means, normally, what should be in front of us be a vault? A secret room? In short, a room that 'needs to be protected'.

"And this kind of movie usually..."

Lu Mingfei reached out and touched the wall, and soon found what he wanted.

Push your palm forward.

Click.

The pitch-black corridor in front of me hummed, then trembled and opened to both sides—

Although I don't know the mechanism by which the Black Wall was formed, I really appreciate your love for spy movies; I like them too.

With these thoughts in mind, Lu Mingfei walked into the open corridor.

Then came the repetitive motion. The fluorescent green house number twitched where the wall plaster was peeling, and each barefoot step on the floor tile produced a continuous metallic tremor.

Inside the elevator, a teddy bear hummed "Happy Birthday" in a girl's voice. Outside the window, the clouds were sinking rather than rising, and the starlight at the highest point seemed within reach.

The penguin gestured to Lu Mingfei through the glass, hopping and jumping around.

The robotic arm rotated overhead, the hemostat bit into the blood vessel, and the surgeon's soft laughter could be faintly heard.

Water droplets float upwards, the receiver transmits a busy signal from the seabed, and looking up, the bottom of the ferry appears as a dark shadow covering the view.

bar.

Elevator room.

Rooftop.

Different scenes switch, and different scenes have different 'clues'. In this cyberspace, only the strong can discover, analyze, and decipher the code programs.

As if he had forcefully smashed through a thin glass film with his face, Lu Mingfei arrived.

挲.
The gradual transformation from disorder to order might be because 'dreams' are gradually transforming into 'lucid dreams'?
When he opened his eyes again, this time he didn't see those horrifying comic books.

But
【Ring ring ring~~~~】

"Then, this lesson is over."

Sunlight filtered through the sycamore leaves, casting dappled patterns on the desk. The red brick roof of Shilan Middle School was mostly covered by ivy. In his spare time, Lu Mingfei would often look at those light and shadows. He would prop his face up with his hand and occasionally imagine the light shining on his face, making him look artistic and handsome. He knew he liked this style, and he also knew that Chen Wenwen liked this style.

—But that was a year or even two years ago.

(He's back.)
Sitting on a chair at Shilan Middle School, feeling the familiar touch, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel lost.

came back.

I returned to Shilan Middle School.

This is the place where he left countless memories.

Although these meetings were not important, they were profound, probably because they were about 'life'?
Huh?

【——————————】

and many more.

Lu Mingfei touched his head, his fingers running through the messy strands of hair.

(What does "coming back" mean?)

He suddenly forgot something.

Just as a dreamer cannot remember their dream upon waking, the initial profound impression will turn into doubt upon questioning.

Lu Mingfei's current question is...
What does "coming back" mean?

【Haven't I always been a student at Shilan Secondary School?】

thump.

It was as if a heavy object had been thrown into the water.

The tension and scrutiny from before gradually faded away.

All that remains is 'doubt'.

(What was I thinking just now?)

The chirping of birds should have been soothing background music, but Lu Mingfei felt as if a string in his head was constantly throbbing, as if it was about to break through his skin.

until--

"Lu Mingfei."

Lu Mingfei frowned and looked up, only to see that white color he had longed for day and night.

The scent of sandalwood from old books mingled with the aroma of daisies, and the pale pink ribbon on her wrist swayed gently with her movements as she looked at the boy with a smile.

"It's time to go participate in club activities."

Lu Mingfei remembered the girl's name, Chen Wenwen, his first love, and—

"Hey, buddy, are you still half asleep?" The classmate sitting behind him nudged Lu Mingfei's shoulder and said with a smile, "You were stunned for ages when your wife called you?"

"Ah I"

Ok?
What?

Lu Mingfei was suddenly stunned, and when he looked up again, he could clearly see an unnatural blush on Chen Wenwen's delicate, literary face.

But there was no rejection.
"."

Lu Mingfei slightly opened his mouth.

"what?"

(End of this chapter)