Dragon Raja: Reboot

Lu Mingfei walked alone on the empty, secluded forest path.

A cool night breeze rustled the trees on both sides of the path, and streetlights cast a dim, yellow glow.

He looked up, and in the distance, the clock tower appeared as a sacred yet menacing silhouette against the night. The only sound in the air was the rustling of leaves in the wind. Everything was so peaceful, a picture of tranquility.

In his previous life, he always hurried along this tree-lined path, passing between classrooms and dormitories, and rarely participated in any club activities unless absolutely necessary.

Lu Mingfei suddenly recalled the long, nostalgic words the principal had spoken to him after the auction in his previous life.

In the memory of that lonely, stubborn old man, Cambridge was still Cambridge at the end of the 19th century.

The girls he longed for passed by him in long white silk dresses and Oxford-style white-soled high heels, the wind blowing up their skirts and revealing their shapely, jade-like calves.

They discussed Shelley's poems under the plum trees, strolled along the River Cam, and lamented the fleeting nature of time on the Bridge of Sighs...

Until time truly flew by and a century passed.

The principal revisited his hometown after a century, brushing past the young people, like a lonely soul who has traveled through a hundred years, holding white roses to visit the graves of his old friends.

Lu Mingfei once felt that this was truly lonely.

In the end, all that's left is yourself, all your friends have died, and only the flame of revenge remains in your heart. What's the point of such a life?

But even now.

Lu Mingfei finally understood the principal's state of mind.

He lamented the fleeting nature of time and the changes of the years, noting that everything from the past was gone forever, while simultaneously searching along the River Cam for the Bridge of Sighs, tracing back to his former footsteps.

He would still stand on the Bridge of Sighs, secretly watching to see if any of the girls passing by showed off their fair legs, and finally, holding roses in his hands, he would visit the grave of his deceased friend.

But when he stood on the Bridge of Sighs a hundred years later, what appeared before his eyes was not the latest trendy short skirts and jeans, but the white silk dresses and Oxford-style white-soled high heels of the past.

He stood before the grave of his deceased friend. The girl he had once loved was still there with him, standing under the plum tree, discussing poetry. Her smile was as radiant as the rose in her hand.

He once possessed so many wonderful things, and even though he lost them in the end, he can still draw warmth and strength from his past memories.

Cambridge today is no longer what it used to be for him.

But he would still go back again and again, because as long as he stood there, he would feel warmth, and the people in his memory would seem to appear vividly in front of him once again.

For Principal Yu, the world is not lonely at all.

And he is protecting the world he once lived in with his friends.

But Lu Mingfei used to feel that the world was incredibly lonely.

So lonely that I'm all alone.

In the stillness of the night, he sat on the rooftop of his aunt's house, gazing at the distant sea of ​​lights, dreaming that one day someone would hold his hand and take him to see a whole new world, a world that would be bustling and lively, where everyone would welcome him and no one would laugh at or reject him...

The reason he felt lonely and desolate in this world was because he always seemed out of place and unable to integrate into the circle he longed for.

Thinking about it this way, I realized that I was just like that girl; it seemed like the world didn't like us. No wonder they felt the same way...

"Lu Mingfei?"

An uncertain call came from behind.

Lu Mingfei turned around at the sound and saw an Indian man standing behind him.

It was a very handsome face, with jet-black curly hair and clear black and white eyes. Underneath his T-shirt, he had a well-defined physique, like a male star from a Bollywood musical. He exuded a natural friendliness, and his expression held an indescribable sense of surprise.

Qi Lan, president of the freshman orientation association.

Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback. This young, somewhat immature face overlapped with the aged face from his previous life.

In the difficult years of survival after the outbreak of the War of the Century, the remnants of Kassel did not step forward, but the fraternity led by Chilan!

Later, the Freshman Fellowship was renamed the Salvation Society.

The Salvation Society has been relentlessly searching for one person since the early days of the apocalypse: Lu Mingfei.

The man who was the first to stand up and applaud him in his freshman year, and who predicted that Lu Mingfei would create a new world, kept his promise from their first meeting until later.

In the apocalypse, while using the power of words to lead everyone to escape the encirclement and capture of dragons and hybrids, Qilan and Professor Schneider and others split up to search for their own traces.

Because of overusing the Word of Power: Prophet, Qilan aged rapidly in a very short time.

When he finally found himself, he couldn't believe that the old man who could barely walk was the once handsome Qi Lan!

It was Qi Lan's unconditional support that allowed the remaining survivors to stand behind Lu Mingfei and face the final and most brutal twilight battle!

With his life, he gave his final prophecy—victory would belong to him, Lu Mingfei!

This is the second man, after the young girl, to unconditionally bet on him to win.

He was also the first person in his life to applaud him.

"Qilan... it's been a long time." Lu Mingfei snapped out of his reverie, a smile of joy at reuniting with an old friend appearing on his face.

Qi Lan quickly walked up to him and extended her hand to him, just like she did during the 3E exam in her freshman year.

"Long time no see, Lu Mingfei. How have you been?"

Qi Lan's friendly smile froze for a moment.

Because what greeted him was not a handshake, but an embrace, a sincere and warm embrace.

Qi Lan was somewhat confused and even bewildered.

He had always thought highly of Lu Mingfei, even regarding him as an idol. He even invited Lu Mingfei to become the chairman of the student association, but Lu Mingfei seemed somewhat resistant to him. He not only joined the student council but also seemed to be... avoiding him.

Yes, dodge.

He didn't know what he had done wrong, but later Bradley explained that he wasn't Chinese, and that Chinese people seemed to value moderation, so being too enthusiastic might backfire...

After that, Qi Lan had no choice but to cancel all attempts to contact Lu Mingfei.

He had just returned from the library that evening and unexpectedly saw Lu Mingfei on the road. Overjoyed, he called out to him.

"Qilan, I have a question for you," Lu Mingfei's voice suddenly came.

Qi Lan's expression turned serious, and she said earnestly, "Ask me, and I will think about it carefully before giving you an answer."

Are we friends?

The unexpected question caught Qi Lan off guard. He was somewhat flustered and didn't know why Lu Mingfei would suddenly ask such a question.

"We...we've always wanted to be friends with you, Mingfei. We would be honored if you would be willing to be our friend."

As promised, Qi Lan thought about it seriously for a while and gave a thoughtful answer.

When he spoke, he looked directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes, his clear eyes filled with nothing but frankness and sincerity.

Lu Mingfei remained silent and said, "I don't need to feel honored. Even if I did, it should be me. I'm sorry, Qi Lan, I used to always deny myself and just get by, so I never dared to face the friendship from you."

Qi Lan smiled and said, "Compared to the knowledge I gained in the library, your friendship is my greatest gain this year."

Lu Mingfei was moved again. He looked at Qi Lan deeply and said softly, "Shall we take a walk together and have a chat? I have something I want to talk to someone about."

"Of course!" Qi Lan said cheerfully.