Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

"I'm not afraid of the market."

Walking home from school in the light drizzle, without an umbrella, Lu Mingfei was in a state of "what's the use of trying" attitude.

The worldview of the Orange Soda Boy... quietly shattered.

He didn't rush to any conclusions at first. The countless bloody battles with Deadpool in his dreams certainly didn't leave him with no progress. Those monsters taught him the patience he needed when hunting through their brutal close-quarters combat.

Thirteen hours passed. From morning to evening, he spent his day in the small town according to his usual routine. When he noticed someone watching him, he quietly activated his Word of Power to amplify his hearing to the maximum intensity.

There are far too many people watching him. There are at least two groups of people at Shilan Middle School alone, and there are even more near his uncle's house. Even the internet cafe owner is part of the organization. What makes Lu Shenren so capable of living in the Truman Show all this time?

Moreover, these people didn't seem particularly dedicated to the mission. They were all living their lives quite well, as if they were here for a vacation, health preservation, or retirement. It gave off a vibe of them taking their money and then going to work, whispering and slacking off.

He understood that he was slacking off at work. Even the best agent would be on high alert for the first year or two if nothing happened while monitoring an ordinary person. But after eight or nine years of surveillance, if he found out that the target was just some unlucky guy who posed no danger at all, his mindset would inevitably change.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei's brain was working at an unprecedented speed. His thoughts were as clear as in his dream. In addition, some of the surveillance personnel were chatting too much and leaking information... He quickly filtered out the useful information and made simple deductions based on it, totaling four points.

First, this secret organization has been monitoring him in every way since his birth, and this organization and the "Kassel College" where he, Chu Zihang, and Caesar are in the instance should be the same organization.

According to the content of the game, the organization's goal is suspected to be to slay dragons, and killing the servant is like getting a free egg as a bonus when topping up your phone credit.

Secondly, this organization has the ability to monitor its own computers, and it has experts in both emotional intelligence and reasoning.

This was deduced from the information obtained by those monitors that he had once liked Chen Wenwen. He had never mentioned this to anyone at Shilan High School. He was quite good at keeping secrets during his first year of high school. After thinking it over, the only flaw was probably the QQ chat history on his computer. He would have to be more careful when using the computer in the future.

Thirdly, it seems that there is not a unified purpose within Kassel College, and these monitors are directly under the command of the college's principal.

During their conversation, they mentioned "avoiding the board of directors" four times, "how the principal instructed" twice, and referred to him as a "secret weapon," "the principal and vice-principal's illegitimate son," "the principal's grandson," "the principal's half-brother," "the reincarnation of the principal's biological father," and "the principal's great-grandfather who died and came back to life."

Fourthly, he doesn't need to play it safe, and playing it safe is pointless. The power behind these people is unimaginably vast, but their attitude towards him is currently friendly, or rather, they have some important mission or great use for him.

Anyway, judging from the level of importance he's taking this seriously, if he really causes a big mess... no matter what, a bunch of people will come out to clean up his mess. Exposing his strength will just mean he'll be recognized as having awakened his bloodline. The worst outcome, if he doesn't do anything wrong, is probably being caught and sent to Kassel to start university early.

So I'm such an important guy... Lu Mingfei, who was counting leaves with his head down, grinned. He was a little amused.

Anyone would be happy to be monitored like this, especially since these monitors don't treat him, their "bread and butter," any better. If the internet cafe had a kind teacher offering discounts, he wouldn't complain.

Or... find an opportunity to expose this Kassel school? He shook his head, trying to shake off this extremely unreliable idea.

No, no, that's too extreme and ridiculous. Just jot it down in your notebook. Reality isn't a shonen manga.

He, Lu Mingfei, grew up in the sunshine and is a well-rounded young man.

Putting aside these outsiders, it's been two days and his uncle and aunt haven't come looking for him. Perhaps his uncle wanted to come looking for him, but his aunt is so angry that he doesn't dare to come out, which is... quite reasonable.

Lu Mingfei chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Perhaps his uncle also thought he had violent tendencies and was a monster.

He unconsciously bit his lip, took a deep breath, and quickly regained his composure.

He didn't want to think about the problem anymore; it felt like he was being a masochist.

We're all adults now; we should each have our own lives. From now on, we can do what we want. Without realizing it, he felt as if a shackle on him had been broken.

Perhaps what we call a home is always just wishful thinking. Why refuse to admit something we should have understood long ago?

He would not recklessly go against his own nature, for that would be a betrayal of his own soul; nor would he ever hesitate again, for that would be a betrayal of his own life.

Drops of water pelted him rapidly, signaling the end of the gentle drizzle.

The sound of rain grew clearer, eventually becoming so loud that it exploded in Lu Mingfei's ears. Leaden clouds rolled in the distant sky, and white lightning snaked through the clouds before finally crashing down with a deafening thunderclap.

It was a sudden downpour that struck the school buildings, which were shrouded in night. A chill ran through them, and even the high school students with umbrellas quickened their pace.

Those who didn't bring umbrellas started their charge with designer backpacks, whether it was Hermes or Valextra custom-made. These days, the young masters and ladies only complain that the area covered by the rain cover isn't big enough.

In the traditional impression of this small southern city, the plum rain season is "rain pelting the plum blossoms, forty-five days without sunshine," with continuous rainfall interspersed with occasional downpours... Today, everyone can feel the torrential rain, as if a god is watching over the rain, his cold gaze sweeping across the city.

"What bad luck." Lu Mingfei swept all his dark bangs back and casually styled them into a slicked-back look. The rain made his black hair wet, especially the bangs on his forehead, which almost obscured his vision.

He was someone who had neither an umbrella nor a home, and unlike some of his classmates, he didn't run around carrying his schoolbag.

With his physical condition, he's fine even walking through the downpour. Walking slowly in the rain might help him stay alert and perhaps wash away the bad feelings in his mood.

The grass on the football field was turned into pieces, and the flow of luxury cars picking up students from school almost blocked the school gate. Some were parents of students, and some were their drivers.

Amidst the pitch-black rain, the sounds of horns and shouts created a chaotic cacophony.

"The city television station reminds you... We are now broadcasting an emergency typhoon warning and road conditions... Typhoon No. 0903 'Linfa' is passing through... Heavy rainfall has occurred in the southeastern part of our city recently, and ships and vehicles need to return to port..."

Lu Mingfei, who was passing by the Mercedes, paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and after listening to the car's typhoon warning, he thought of a similarly dark and torrential rain more than four years ago.

The typhoon that made landfall that year was called... Dandelion?

He still has a deep impression of this. Back then, he was shivering as he looked at the endless black clouds and the raging wind and rain. He prayed to the gods and Buddhas, hoping for a hero to save his life. At that time, his classmate Liu Miaomiao did not give him a ride. He saw that his senior brother Chu, who had a cold face, was also waiting for a ride in the rain, but he did not have the courage to go up and talk to him.

It's a pity. If only I had seen through Chu Shixiong's coldness and gentleness and righteousness back then and ridden in his car, maybe we could have become friends earlier and had the opportunity to stand side by side like in Genji Heavy Industries.

He really longs for friends.

At times like these, it would be great to have someone I can trust to talk to.

Braving the strong winds and torrential rain, Lu Mingfei, soaked to the bone, suddenly spotted a familiar face in a sheltered spot. His eyes lit up, and he jogged to the bus stop at the entrance of Shilan.

He exhaled twice, straightened his still-dripping shirt slightly, and his sharp eyes looked like those of a hungry wolf eyeing a golden sheep. He raised his hand and gave a brief greeting to the two beautiful female classmates who were the center of attention at Shilan.

"Liu Miaomiao... and Su Xiaoqiang? Your drivers haven't arrived yet?"

"Do you have Senior Brother Chu's contact information? QQ or email is fine, thank you very much."