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

Chapter 313 An Unacceptable Future

Dear Lu Mingfei

Although it may not have been long for us, it may have been a long time since we last greeted you.

I hope you still remember your old friend, after all, it took me a lot of effort to get you out of trouble. And I hope your memory is still intact, and you remember what you did and what you were supposed to do.

While we would love to meet you here, it is far too dangerous. Therefore, we can visit you at your home on the agreed-upon date.

After reading the letter, Lu Mingfei fell silent for a moment.

Outside the black wall.

He had been there and contacted Ottkenen, but the hacker goddess would obviously not speak to him in this tone. This familiar tone was more like that of the guy who had sent him emails in the computer lab.

He did owe them a favor back then, and Lu Mingfei himself wanted to verify their identities.

However, compared to this...
But for you, it may have been a long time since we last sent greetings.

That sentence itself is the key point.

Did they know that Lu Mingfei was a 'time traveler'?
Who exactly are these guys?

How did you manage to do that?
And I hope your memory isn't confused, that you still remember what you've done and what you're supposed to do.

This sentence might be a hint.

What is the purpose of memory?

Lu Mingfei certainly remembered.

Before leaving, he learned from Arasaka's memories that the singularity of this world was "Bondalev," also known as Pompeii, the king of the sky and wind. So he went back in time and investigated this existence.

Then why hasn't the world changed?
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Is it because this world is an independent world and will not change because of the past?
Or rather
[Even with all that Lu Mingfei has done, will all of these effects fade away within a few decades?]

No, it's impossible.

Lu Mingfei calmed himself down.

But if that's the case...
"L, how is it?"

"Hey?"

Lu Mingfei snapped out of his daze.

He then noticed that V was still waiting for his reply. As for V, she only saw that the source of the letter was outside the Black Wall, so she cautiously handed it over to Lu Mingfei to judge for himself, but she did not know anything about the contents of the letter.

Even so, she knew that this matter needed to be treated with caution.

"."

"Take this job."

Ultimately, the place chosen by this friend outside the black wall was a fast food restaurant.

Lu Mingfei vaguely remembered it; it was probably a Japanese restaurant with completely transparent glass walls, so anyone could see what was happening inside.

The fact that he chose this place instead of the "Afterlife" or any other trading venue suggests that he's not afraid of outsiders overhearing, or perhaps it's a case of exceptional skill and daring.
But regardless of what the other party is thinking, Lu Mingfei still needs to disguise himself.

He's a big celebrity in Night City now; he'd probably get autographs if he just walked around on the street.

Before long, a man in a black suit arrived at the restaurant, saw Lu Mingfei, and went straight to the opposite seat and sat down.

"Hello."

The two hadn't prepared a code word for their meeting, but Lu Mingfei was already certain that the person in front of him was the one to whom the transaction was being initiated.

Because of his eyes.

The deep blue color was hollow, and just by looking into each other's eyes, one felt as if the other could see right through them, a clear sense of danger creeping into one's heart.

That strange feeling lingered, and even V, who was acting as a 'bodyguard' from a distance, felt a chill run down his spine when he saw it.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Lu Mingfei, however, seemed quite at ease in the face of this blue-eyed man.

Although he could sense the anthropomorphic quality of the other party, Lu Mingfei wasn't afraid.

He didn't even know if he was human.

The blue-eyed man gestured for the waiter to serve the food, then looked directly at Lu Mingfei again, placing his hands clasped in front of his chest.

"So, let's talk about trading?"

"But before that, allow me to ask one more question—have you acquired all of Saburo Arasaka's memories?"

Lu Mingfei nodded, and a smile appeared in his blue eyes.

"That makes things easier. First, you should know who your past enemies were, and you've probably already dealt with them, right? So, who are your current enemies?"

He frowned subconsciously, but Lu Mingfei didn't press the other party about how they knew the concept of 'past'. Instead, he gave an answer.

"【Crystal Palace】" *Snap*

Mr. Blue Eyes snapped his fingers.

"Correct answer. Your enemy is currently tens of thousands of kilometers away from us."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"and then."

"Well, while we think it would be better for you to confirm it yourself, not offering any help might make you doubt us and lose your motivation."

What do you want to say?

Looking at the blue-eyed man in front of him, Lu Mingfei felt a strange palpitation creeping into his heart.

why?
What am I afraid of?
Lu Mingfei knew that in the cyberpunk world, organizations that controlled hybrid races and dragons had successfully 'ascended' with the help of the European Space Agency.

They are the real behind-the-scenes figures in this world.

They are also formidable adversaries who have mastered the real technology.

If they successfully dissected the Dragon King at the beginning of the 20th century and completed all subsequent Dragon King capture operations, then their strength at this point should far exceed that of the Earth's surface.

Is it because it's unknown, and all we know is that it's an enemy that's theoretically extremely powerful, that we're afraid?
Or.
Why hasn't the world changed?

Is it because this world is an independent world, and it doesn't change because of the past?

Or rather
[Even with all that Lu Mingfei has done, will all these effects be diluted within a few decades? Will they be forcibly corrected by the will of the world?]

in case.

If that's really the case.
And now, above the Crystal Palace, the wealthy who enjoy a life of luxury by exploiting surface resources through class distinctions are the leaders of the European Space Agency.
And it will be again—

"This is the family crest of the family currently residing in Crystal Palace that I can provide."

Ignoring the constantly changing expression in Lu Mingfei's eyes, the blue-eyed man directly transmitted the file to Lu Mingfei via brain-computer interface.

During this process, Lu Mingfei didn't even receive any files, demonstrating that the opponent's cyber warfare capabilities were absolutely superb.

The AI that entered from outside the Black Wall clearly possessed such power, even the ability to directly control human bodies, yet it didn't choose to invade Night City, overthrow its regime, destroy or control Arasaka. Instead, it waited for me? To make a deal with me?

Lu Mingfei squinted, but still chose to open the file.

What was displayed was a video played out of sequence.

It's likely that they recorded the visual information from the brains of people who had been to the Crystal Palace in some way, allowing them to see the luxurious interior, gold, gold, and the extreme extravagance and prestige everywhere, just like the rumors say.

But that's not the point; the real focus should be on the pictures printed on the walls.

They appear regularly, in about five at intervals.

Family crest.

The family crest that Lu Mingfei was familiar with.

[The Five Families of the Board of Trustees]

So, in this world, they are indeed in control?
Lu Mingfei felt heavy-hearted. He was about to take a deep breath when he realized the video was still playing.

【————adaihasodna——】

【————————】

Noise, can't hear clearly.

It's probably because the brain is damaged when extracting information.

However, most of the visual information was still preserved. Although it was blurry, it could be roughly determined that it was in a banquet-like setting. The 'owner' of the video was seeing things from side to side, surrounded by others dressed in noble clothes.

People were all smiling, their red lips slightly pursed, chatting and laughing.

However, at a certain moment, they almost all looked up at the same time. And when they looked up, they could see the only one in a high position.

Golden figure.

【————】

[——Added Image————]

【host----】

A muffled sound, and that muffled gold.

But Lu Mingfei recognized him.

The figure in sight was someone with his arm raised high, holding a wine glass, seemingly commanding all the wealthy people present.

That was the man Lu Mingfei had waved goodbye to not long ago.

Caesar Gattuso.

(End of this chapter)