Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 131 The Script! The Truth About [Age]
Lu Mingfei's sudden question was like a punch delivered at zero frames.

I almost made her vomit the potato chips she was eating.

The potato chip girl felt her breath catch in her throat.
Countless questions popped into my mind.

No, it's not!

How did Lu Mingfei know this?
My heart, which had just relaxed slightly because of his polite thanks, jumped into my throat again.

The main problem is... this doesn't make sense!

Could there be a traitor among us?
subconsciously,
Two faces flashed through the potato chip girl's mind: one was extremely beautiful and alluring, the other was as cold as frost.

Who is the traitor?

It couldn't possibly be myself...

So, her brain, which was comparable to a computer, started spinning rapidly, and her ears even seemed to be emitting smoke.

obviously,
Lu Mingfei's question had completely exceeded Su Enxi's expectations... For her, the shock brought by this question was even more terrifying than being killed on the spot.

I noticed that even when time wasn't frozen, this girl's face could still gradually contort into an exaggerated facial expression.

Lu Mingfei felt a strange urge to laugh, but he kept a straight face and stared intently at her.

When he activated the "Deep Intelligence Extraction Permission," he naturally discovered that many questions might be related, and the answers to several questions were even likely to point to the same thing.

So in the first round, he chose to extract two pieces of intelligence.

[2: Bloodline Imprint is a special state that cannot be advanced by the caster through effort like Word of Power, but it possesses [specific effects].]

[6: The effect of the Fate Pact is ****]

The effects are complex.

But in summary, it can be condensed into two words—'bestow'!
The Contract of Fate is a constraint, but also a kind of 'gift'.

Someone bestowed upon Su Enxi unparalleled power, even rewriting her life's destiny. The [Contract of Fate] provided her with a brand new platform, giving her the qualifications and confidence to take center stage.

Bloodline Imprint is an additional effect of the [Contract of Fate].

Then,

The problem is coming.

Who is bestowing this gift?
After realizing that there might be an unseen force at play,
Lu Mingfei then selected to extract a second round of intelligence, seemingly as a verification.

[1: Su Enxi's bloodline was rewritten by ****, thus gaining **** effects.]

Sure enough, the answer warmed his heart.

Lu Mingze!
Damn it!

This is the guy who's causing all this trouble!
Based on the information gathered during my previous stay at Peacock Mansion, [Peacock Mansion is a premier luxury residential community in Binhai. Its original major investor was Huanya Group, whose owner is ****].

The answer is obvious... It's clearly written in the label of the potato chip girl!
Lu Mingfei immediately understood.

He's not a fool; having gone through so much, he's long realized his own specialness.

But now it seems,
So, from childhood to adulthood, the people monitoring him have never been just the group from Kassel College and Angers?
And the men under this little prison guard!
Seriously! What on earth is this guy doing?!
……

After sorting out the jumbled thoughts in my mind,

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, stretched out his palm, and waved it in front of Su Enxi's eyes.

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything? Is it stuck?"

The tone of his voice carried a hint of ferocity.

There are a few things he needs to figure out!
"Huh? I don't know! I don't know anything about those little white rabbits and big bad wolves you're talking about!"

Chip Girl feigned fear, curled up on the sofa, and even trembled twice in cooperation.

It seemed as if Lu Mingfei really wanted to force her.

In just a few seconds, she analyzed the situation a thousand times in her mind, but no matter what she did, she couldn't imagine the possibility that the long-legged girl and the girl with no connections would betray their boss.

It's not a question of whether they want to betray their boss or not. Under the constraints of the 'contract,' they simply cannot do it. After all, the relationship between the three of them and the boss is not some playful 'contract.'

The 'contract' is imprinted on the soul.

"If you want to hear Grimm's Fairy Tales, I can tell you some. If you're just going to let your animalistic instincts run wild, I can give you some... No need for such lame excuses, I have connections in Japan!"

"Stop talking nonsense... Playing dumb won't work!"

Lu Mingfei suppressed the twitching at the corner of his mouth, gave a cold laugh, and then rattled off a few more project names.

"Doomsday Prevention Plan 1, Plan Avalon, Plan Arbiter, Plan Big Bad Wolf... Do I need to continue?"

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network, woman!"

As Lu Mingfei's voice faded...

The air fell into silence.

Su Enxi froze, completely silent on the spot.

After a long while, he finally blinked.

It's not about playing the victim.
She is feeling quite dizzy right now.

I felt a sudden fog of confusion, and I didn't even have the energy to say anything crude to try and change the subject.

A terrible thought arose in my mind.

Okay...it seems like I really am the mole...?
Because of the names of the plans that Lu Mingfei mentioned later, whether it was "Three No's" or "Long Legs," they had no idea that these two were armed men! Combatants! Big-breasted, brainless girls were completely incapable of participating in the planning process!

For example, the Arbitrator Plan was entirely handled by her, from its formulation to its execution. When she reported to her boss before its launch, he simply waved his hand to indicate approval.

But Su Enxi seriously suspected that the guy probably didn't even glance at the plan's name!
What...what's going on?

"Ahem—! Time is running out!"

Lu Mingfei coughed twice more and tapped the table.

"Grumble, just kill me already."

Su Enxi snapped out of her daze, her expression stiff as she swallowed hard.

She knew that the Purgatory Black Flame Rabbit Emperor was not to be trifled with, but she did not expect it to be this bad.

She was using 'Tianyan' for intense deep thinking, almost burning her brain out, but she still couldn't figure out where Lu Mingfei could have learned about these project names.

Especially the first 'Little White Rabbit Training' plan... he definitely knows something about it!

So they're really going to settle scores later!
Finally, Su Enxi sighed.

"Okay, okay, please stop looking at me like I'm a pervert, okay? It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's that I can't say it."

"I'm just an employee working for a boss, and my words and actions are always restricted..."

"You mean these plans were also inscribed as factual information in the Contract of Fate?" Lu Mingfei interrupted. Su Enxi: "..."

"Go ahead and kill me," she said.

Lu Mingfei sighed, "Never mind."

He knew the effects of the [Contract of Fate], and he was well aware that it was impossible to get this information out of the potato chip girl for free.

I was originally planning to save a few uses of the [Deep Intelligence Extraction Permission]... after all, upgrading is so difficult.

Well, let's spend some more money then.

however,
He was just about to have a sudden thought and reactivate his [Deep Intelligence Extraction Permissions]
But suddenly I felt that the surroundings had quieted down a step earlier.

The flow of time suddenly slowed down.
Su Enxi, who looked like she was going to her death, stopped in her tracks once again.

Outside the bulletproof glass windows, which have excellent sound insulation, even the faint sounds of traffic disappear.

"Long time no see, brother... Ouch, stop hitting me, stop hitting me!"

Lu Mingfei snorted and let go.

Wearing a black suit and a white tie, Lu Mingze scrambled out from behind the luxurious chair, awkwardly smiling as he straightened his collar.

Nobody knows how this little devil came to be.

"You must be tired from last night, brother. Have a glass to soothe your throat first. Krug Clos du Mesnil, the Diamond of Krug Romanée, is recognized as one of the world's greatest champagnes. Only 20 vintages have been released to date. This bottle is from the first batch in 1979. The girl I brought along has excellent taste."

Lu Mingze took out a bottle of champagne from the temperature-controlled wine cabinet, then took out three crystal glasses, placed them on the table, and filled them one by one.

Then, he skillfully took a handful of potato chips from the bag next to Su Enxi and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Does this count as opening champagne at halftime?" Lu Mingfei suddenly blurted out a question.

"Grape juice, grape juice," Lu Mingze quickly corrected himself.

He pulled out another handful of potato chips and handed them over with a fawning smile.

Lu Mingfei did not answer.

When people see a lovable but adorable little creature suffer a loss and then put on a fawning act, their dissatisfaction always decreases.

"Did you come out to tell me about these plans you've made?" Lu Mingfei's expression softened slightly. He sat down opposite him, picked up a wine glass, swirled it gently, and then took a sip.

Having been influenced by Su Xiaoqiang and the Zhou family during this period, he has come to know a little about alcohol.

“These are all scraps from discarded ‘scripts,’ they’re no longer of any use.” Lu Mingze scratched his head. “It’s fine if you want to hear them, I can just tell you directly, there’s no need to waste the number of times you’ve worked so hard to earn, brother.”

"script?"

Lu Mingfei keenly caught the whiff of this pretentious word.

"Simply put, it's about planning, making things go as expected," Lu Mingze said frankly.

"Keep going, but what will be the final result?"

"To pass through Ragnarok."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly: "Could you first explain what Ragnarok is?"

"The end of history, an inescapable fate, the day of suffering for kings and the world, the Lord of Despair rises from the abyss, wielding two watermelon knives, cutting from the North Pole to the South Pole."

"Something's up... Lord of Despair, you mean Nidhogg, the Black King?"

"At least this time, Ragnarok is his."

Lu Mingfei pondered, lightly tapping the surface of his wine glass with his finger, trying to process this information.

He first tries to understand, and then asks questions about what he doesn't understand; this is a good study habit he has developed.

However, every word Lu Mingze said left him with a feeling of half-understanding.

"The end of history..."

However, just as Lu Ming insisted on asking again,
Lu Mingze raised his hand to stop him, speaking first:
"This falls under the category of 'heavenly secrets must not be revealed.' In orthodox terms, when someone tries to interfere with the operation of heavenly secrets, they will suffer a backlash. Of course, it's not just the leaker who will suffer the backlash; the spy will also be implicated."

"That's why I added a lot of constraints to the contractors when I first designed the [Contract of Fate]. Otherwise, if they talk nonsense, they will die a terrible death."

"So you're admitting you designed this thing now? Why didn't you say so before?"

Lu Mingze chuckled and said, "I can only admit it because you already know it; otherwise, it would also be part of the secrets of heaven."

"Ah……"

Lu Mingfei smirked and said again, "You've got something."

Immediately,

The carriage suddenly fell silent.

A human and a ghost, both leaning forward as if by unspoken agreement, yet appearing to be quietly savoring champagne in crystal glasses.

It's as if they forgot there was a girl who was frozen in place by time stop.

After a long silence, the two resumed their sitting posture.

"What was the overall state of the discarded script?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

"You mean the overall content?"

"Is it also a secret from heaven?"

"Actually, there are many versions of the 'script,' and it's not that detailed."

Lu Mingze carefully considered his words: "If you really want to know... use my [authority] once, and I'll try to help you open the Heavenly Gate and dig out a little bit."

"……Row."

Lu Mingfei agreed to pay without hesitation.

[Ding—Remaining number of deep intelligence extraction privileges: 31]

There were no pop-ups, only a notification of deductions.

After a while,
"Holy crap!"

Lu Mingze suddenly exclaimed, a look of astonishment on his face.

"What the hell? You're stuck in the door?" Lu Mingfei was startled.
However, before he could say anything more, Lu Mingze's body suddenly disintegrated.

It turned into fine, pulverized sand.
Forming segments of text in mid-air—

The [Age] displayed on the panel represents the time of death for each character in the previous script.

Of course, this includes dragons.

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