Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 150 New Schedule! Did I kill myself with this? (5.6K)

[Detected a desire to "further explore" the world, deemed consistent with the goal of 'becoming the most powerful and awesome man in the world'...]

At this point, no matter how much Lu Mingfei cried out in his heart, it was no use. He could only watch helplessly as those semi-transparent characters appeared out of thin air one by one.

The determination was deemed necessary.

The original 30-day schedule now has 20 days, 1 hour, 54 minutes, and 36 seconds remaining...

A new schedule is being developed... Would you like to continue/cancel?

Lu Mingfei blinked.

There's still a chance to cancel?
This isn't the style of a schedule planner, is it?

It's incredibly cunning! How could it be so kind?
In short, his subconscious thought was to choose "cancel".

But the question that had just popped into my mind resurfaced now—

That destined moment is like the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead, ready to fall at any moment.

If he doesn't push himself to the limit... will he really be able to face that moment when it comes?
Despair and anger are things only the weak need to face; the truly strong will completely eliminate any possibility of them arising!

But if you want to become a strong person, you need to work hard enough and complete the task in a shorter time... What if you don't have enough time?
Lu Mingfei didn't want to lose everything he had now. If he had never had it, perhaps he could accept it. But now he had it and experienced it, and a brighter future awaited him, which was clearly visible.

Despair is something that will destroy everything.

unacceptable!

but--

"Please, at least let me have a day or two of peace..."

When the moment came, Lu Mingfei hesitated again.

He has changed, but not to the point of being completely transformed or utterly unfamiliar.

It's impossible to completely give up, given the constant pressure of the schedule. But the habit of procrastination and laziness remains.

He was wondering if he could leave this tab open for a day or two if he didn't have to make a choice.

Perhaps, I can catch up on the last one or two peaceful nights of sleep after the Spring Festival Gala at Shilan Middle School!
It's like "watching one last video or two" before bed, or "reading one last chapter or two of a novel" before work... until the deadline arrives.

But at that moment, semi-transparent characters appeared.

[It was detected that no selection had been made for a long time, indicating a tendency to continue. The option to continue has been selected by default.]

The expected difficulty level has been selected and locked – Highest difficulty: Rolling Dog
A new schedule is being developed... Please wait patiently...

Lu Mingfei: "???"

"I knew it, I knew it!"

He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was experiencing a turbulent storm.

"I understand the logic, and it's true that you're capable of doing things according to the schedule... but what's with this highest difficulty level 'dog'? I really didn't choose that, did I?"

As this question was raised, the semi-transparent characters reappeared, still unlike anything Lu Mingfei had ever seen before—[Entering confirmation replay mode...]

In a flash, Lu Mingfei found himself in a different place.

The first thing that struck him was the ceiling, which felt both strange and familiar, followed by various decorations... He paused for a moment, then recognized it as his aunt's house, the room where he and his cousin Lu Mingze lived.

"Hahaha……"

As laughter rang out, Lu Mingfei instinctively turned his head and looked toward the table.

Sitting at the table in front of the computer was himself, currently capping a water-based pen and putting it away. And in front of him was... a schedule!

In an instant, he realized that this was something that had happened ten days ago, and it was now being presented in the form of a "replay".

If this had happened at the very beginning of the plan, even knowing it was an illusion, Lu Mingfei would have rushed forward and done everything in his power to stop himself.

But now… he just sighed softly and slowly walked to his own side, “You’re happy now, but you won’t be this happy after this. But it’s all good in the end.”

Of course, he couldn't hear Lu Mingfei's words in the replay, so Lu Mingfei watched helplessly as he quickly entered a state of "continuous laziness" after "intermittent high spirits," and stuffed his schedule into his backpack after the QQ notification sounded.

"How did the difficulty level for 'Rolling Dog' come about? I don't remember selecting it," Lu Mingfei asked in confusion.

The playback didn't stop there; it continued. At the same time, a new change occurred: a semi-transparent image appeared before our eyes.

Those were pages of a schedule, which Lu Mingfei remembered vividly.

Words appeared on the page—

The plan meets the requirements; based on the schedule, the difficulty level is determined to be: [Difficulty Level: "Rolling Dog"]

Was it carried out according to the planned schedule?

PS: You can still make changes before confirming. This is the highest difficulty level. Once confirmed, it cannot be changed.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, his pupils slightly contracting. He seemed to remember...

He turned to look at his reflection in the video. He was chatting with someone on QQ, and the person said that a new expert named Lao Tang had joined the StarCraft group. So he typed a reply while muttering to himself—

"Come on, let me see how awesome it is!"

Changes in handwriting on the page —

[A response has been received; the plan will proceed as scheduled.]

Welcome to the Schedule Planning Manual. We are dedicated to serving you. Schedule start time: January 11, 2009, 6:00 AM.

The paper vanished into thin air, turning into countless specks of light that passed through his schoolbag and chair back, disappearing into his body without his knowledge.

Playback ends.

In a flash, Lu Mingfei was back in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz S500. The car was still in the same spot he had just left; it hadn't stopped, but time had seamlessly rewound.

Lu Mingfei slowly covered his face. He had a mixed feeling of wanting to cry and laugh, but ultimately could not have either.

He finally learned the source of all this... Although it mainly stemmed from his momentary, intermittent overconfidence, the "incredibly shady" nature of the schedule also played a significant role!
You don't even need to see the confirmation content yourself; you can just confirm it with your voice... But wouldn't a timer like that be able to tell who you're answering?
But in retrospect, it was something to be thankful for.

Lu Mingfei was well aware of his own nature. Therefore, he had no doubt that if he had discovered this change at that time, he would have revised his schedule to be incredibly easy.

If that happens, will I still be the same person I am now, ten days from now?
There's only one answer, no questions asked: "Absolutely impossible!"
So he was caught between laughter and tears, unsure of what to say next. If he called it reaping what he sowed, it was a good thing. If he called it luck, it seemed a bit masochistic…

"at this point."

He simply looked at the semi-transparent characters floating in mid-air and finally accepted the fact.

"bring it on!"

[The new schedule has been finalized.]

Countless plans and schedules with time stamps appeared before his eyes, and Lu Mingfei was dazzled for a moment... However, this situation was soon improved because the schedule directly posted a summary of the changes.

The changes to the new schedule are as follows:

1. Based on the detected complaint of "short study time", the sleep schedule has been revised to: 1 a.m. to 4 a.m., with a total sleep time of three hours and a one-hour extension of self-study time;

2. Provocative behavior of maliciously using redundant electric shock warnings has been detected. The number of electric shock warnings for a single schedule item has been revised to five. After five warnings, an electric shock will be administered directly without warning.
3. Spontaneous and efficient time utilization behaviors were detected and have been incorporated, supplemented, and improved: During behaviors such as [running], [eating breakfast], [traveling], [going to the toilet], and [showering], a [study] plan should be carried out simultaneously.

P.S.: Special thanks to you for providing the new method for rolling dogs. Since this method is not universally applicable, there is no special reward for this thanks, only verbal thanks.

新日程计划将在明日，即公历2009年1月11日凌晨4:00起生效】

"I...you...aren't!!!"

Lu Mingfei's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

This change isn't exactly revolutionary, but it's certainly outrageous.

Who is so kind as to only sleep three hours a day, and even study while eating, going to the toilet, showering, or running?
But that's the most frustrating part. Lu Mingfei had absolutely no room for rebuttal—the schedule made everything very clear: these changes were either based on his "demands" or on his "spontaneous actions."

This time there's no need to watch the replay, because Lu Mingfei clearly remembers that he really did these things... especially the most outrageous third change.

Lu Mingfei remembered that he was trying to improve his physics proficiency; he was just a few points away from leveling up, but he had no scheduled study time for several hours afterward. So he chose to study while running, playing basketball, or even working out…

It seems the schedule left him some leeway; at least it didn't fix his study requirements in the basketball and fitness plans!

However, Lu Mingfei felt that this was not because the schedule was a sign of kindness, but because his current physical condition was not yet sufficient to support simultaneous learning during anaerobic strength training.

In that case, the learning efficiency would be too low, and you might not gain any proficiency even after one or two hours, which would be pure and meaningless torture.

This is something only Lu Mingfei would do when he's leveling up and "becoming a demon." His schedule is actually quite reasonable and will be determined based on his abilities.

If physical fitness improves in the future and people can manage to multitask even during anaerobic exercise, this change will definitely be added!
"But I really just wanted to level up, I just wanted to have that one time, how did it become permanent?"

And complaining about the short study time... that's just a subconscious feeling when my study is suddenly interrupted! People in a flow state don't have the brain to think about anything else, so don't treat a moment in your schedule as forever!

But thinking about these things is useless; the schedule remains silent, just as always.

The only good news is that at least the new schedule starts tomorrow, rather than taking effect immediately.

Lu Mingfei stared blankly out the car window. Neon-lit buildings receded rapidly, gradually thinning out, and the darkness of the night deepened. It felt as if the easy life he had enjoyed for only two days was fading away, and those hellish days were about to return.

He murmured silently.

"Did I kill myself?"

"I want to see my room."

As the Mercedes-Benz S500 slowly came to a stop, Su Xiaoqiang looked at Lu Mingfei with a half-smile.

"Is that okay?"

Landlords who restrict tenants from returning to their own rooms... are they supposed to pay a penalty for breach of contract?

Lu Mingfei scratched his head. Although he felt a little scared when he thought of the scene of Su Xiaoqiang and Zero's "battle of the sword gods at the Forbidden City", he still answered with a forced smile and threw in a lame remark.

"You have the key, and you have legs... So go if you want to go. Do you expect me to carry you?"

"Such a good thing?" Su Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up.

"Think beautifully!"

Lu Mingfei whimpered and hugged himself, looking like he knew he was going to take advantage of him.

"Oh……"

Su Xiaoqiang was a little disappointed. She snorted and waved her hand, "Never mind, it's too late today. I need to go back and rest."

When Lu Mingfei offered to carry her, Su Xiaoqiang was genuinely tempted. Because, undeniably, unlike Liu Miaomiao, Ling exuded immense pressure.

That was the calmness of someone who seemed to have the victory firmly in their grasp, so calm that Su Xiaoqiang even wondered if she had already made that most important pact with Lu Mingfei, so that no matter who came, she could treat them with the attitude of "the empress looking at the sister her husband brought home to share the burden of battle."

But how could that be? Lu Mingfei isn't even of legal marriage age!

Su Xiaoqiang is determined to win the most important place in Lu Mingfei's heart; her pride as a "little fairy" will not allow her to bow her head.

Moreover, and most importantly, she is better than Zero in both looks and figure! As for her magnanimity, she is confident that she is not weak either. Even if she is not as wealthy as Lu Mingfei, she is not far behind in terms of wealth.

Despite this analysis, Su Xiaoqiang wouldn't take the initiative unless she was absolutely certain of victory... If Lu Ming insisted on taking her home, that would be a different story, as it would be like the main character taking sides, and with such support, she would naturally seize the opportunity.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei either saw through this or reacted instinctively, but he didn't agree.

If we can't extend our lead, then we should focus on steady development. We can't afford a major battle where both sides fight and a third party benefits, ultimately benefiting someone else...

However, some tricks can certainly be used.

"Then I'm leaving?"

Lu Mingfei blinked, opened the car door, and gave some more instructions with a hint of unease.

"Just call me if you need anything."

Okay, goodnight.

Su Xiaoqiang waved her hand, casually reminding him, "Remember about the dress."

"it is good!"

Lu Mingfei agreed without hesitation, quite easily.

In his view, this was perfectly reasonable. After all, the fact was that among the important people, only he and Su Xiaoqiang didn't have any plans... even he and Senior Brother Chu did!

This ease lasted until he stepped through the gate, walked across the front yard, opened the door, and habitually said, "I'm home," before his gaze shifted to the sofa and he saw a brand-new men's suit neatly arranged on it.

That sense of ease was like water droplets falling onto a red-hot steel plate, hissing as they disappeared into the air like invisible mist.

A strange tightness spread throughout his body. Before Lu Mingfei could even speak, Ling, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head as usual and said the same old question, "You're back?" followed by pointing to the suit on the sofa.

"I've prepared a dress for you for the party the day after tomorrow."

His tone remained calm, but to Lu Mingfei it was like a bolt from the blue!
In that instant, he finally remembered Su Xiaoqiang's special reminder before he left: "Remember about the dress"... Could it be that she had already foreseen this?

This is truly a clash of masters! But the problem is, can you sword immortals at least move this mortal aside first? Don't just unleash every move on me, I can't take it!

"Yes...really?"

Lu Mingfei struggled to move his stiff body, his mind blank, his mouth uttering only on instinct, "I thought it was a gift for your father..."

"I don't have parents."

Zero said calmly.

The statement was so simple, so calm and indifferent, as if it were merely stating a fact, a fact that had nothing to do with her.

No need for comfort.

Zero added, "They sold me for 100,000 rubles."

"call……"

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly realized that it was strange to breathe a sigh of relief at this time. So he carefully sat down, stretched out his hands, and was hesitating where to put them when Zero leaned her head in.

She remained expressionless, like a proud and aloof cat that was unusually willing to give its master face and take the initiative. This change made Lu Mingfei's movements somewhat stiff.

His exquisite, pale blonde hair was incredibly smooth. Lu Mingfei subconsciously compared it to Su Xiaoqiang's hair, which he had just touched, and the two were equally beautiful.

"Um... if they saw you now, I think this would be their most regrettable deal. But for you, it's probably the luckiest thing you've ever done... right?"

Lu Mingfei licked his lips, unusually refraining from uttering any vulgarities.

“That was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me,” Zero said, looking at him earnestly.

"That's good……"

Lu Mingfei finally let out a second sigh of relief. His instinct to rant and rave had finally returned; he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"To be honest, I was just thinking that it would be better if you told me they died from some kind of flu caused by the cold that turned into pneumonia."

"……you're right."

Ling suddenly moved away from Lu Mingfei's hand. Lu Mingfei could sense that she hadn't actually finished her sentence; there was another sentence after it.

But she didn't say those words aloud. Instead, she stared at Lu Mingfei for a moment and said something else.

"Su Xiaoqiang sent you a custom-made dress."

Lu Mingfei's body trembled slightly as he looked at her in horror.

"Don't get me wrong, I wasn't following you."

Zero said calmly.

"I can smell her scent, and there's her hair on your thermal underwear. Given that your relationship hasn't reached that point yet, this must be some kind of act that requires stripping down to just your underwear."

There are many similar instances, but considering she doesn't have any scheduled performances with you at the Spring Festival Gala, the only thing she could interfere with is the dress. Therefore, this conclusion is quite simple.

"No, wait a minute, how is this simple?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. "Are you called Zero Holmes? Or Zero Moriarty? You're the kind of person who can tell a person's life story in detail just by looking at them!"

"I don't have that kind of power."

Zero replied calmly, "This is my Word of Power, and also my talent—the ability to analyze and replicate."

"This is pretty twisted, isn't it? No, wait..."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and slapped his forehead. "So you're finally willing to admit you're a mixed-race person?"

"Didn't you always know that?"

Ling tilted her head slightly. "You know, but you didn't mention it, so naturally I have no need to mention it."

"It seems so..." Lu Mingfei was a little confused.

"Since she gave you a dress, she must have also requested that you wear it the whole time."

Zero said, "In that case, let's just put this suit in the closet. Formal dresses are only suitable for ball performances, but this suit can also be used for formal occasions. We can wear it later."

"……it is good."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head. He looked at Ling, who had solved his problem with just a few words and remained expressionless and calm. He breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little puzzled.

He had a premonition that he was courting disaster.

But the biggest lesson people learn from history is that they don't learn from history, and Lu Mingfei is no exception.

So he cautiously asked the question.

"Aren't you... angry?"

"I am not angry."

The stillness of zero is like that eternally frozen glacial lake, which has never melted.

She looked at Lu Mingfei quietly, her tone as calm as before, as if stating a fact.

"I'm yours."

(End of this chapter)