Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

Lu Mingfei had no idea how long it would take his uncle to appease his aunt, who was furious and hurling insults at him.

He managed to stop his punch in time yesterday, otherwise, two of the three remaining members of Lao Lu's family might be at the police station processing their household registration cancellations.

Now the second semester of his senior year is almost over... Unlike the previous year and a half, in the past six months he has leveled up enough in his dream and collected enough equipment, and has the ability to conquer the entire map solo.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei leaned on the dimly lit desk, reached out and pulled the window shut, leaving only a sliver of summer breeze. The wind chimes on the third-floor eaves swayed gently.

Outside the window, between the alumni statues of the private elite high school, a warning banner with gold and red trim is pasted, its folds undulating.

These words were certainly not left by so-called alumni or celebrities. It was just that the gaps between the statues were too big, and for aesthetic reasons, the logistics director had to put something on them, making it seem as if "these gaps were deliberately left by the director with foresight, and were not for the purpose of buying statues."

The banner that had been poorly installed and was shoddy among the statues was rolled up, with a few lines of text fluttering in the wind.

"Don't skip class during the best years of your life; pick up the books that hold your dreams."

"Addicted to online games, missing out on a precious life."

"Your strength during game time is all fake, no matter how powerful you are."

Lu Mingfei, who had been playing Deadpool every day until he had dark circles under his eyes, pursed his lips. Campus life was like an oasis in a mirage, seemingly not far from him, yet seemingly untouchable.

It's such a strange and uncomfortable feeling. I want to unlock the door and escape, but I don't want to leave. You don't know what's outside the door, but once you push open a door, it's as if the things inside no longer belong to you.

"However, this did remind me."

He muttered to himself, and his body involuntarily stood up.

"It's been a long time since I skipped class to play StarCraft."

The first key to getting rid of inner conflict and contradiction is to do what you want to do.

This was told to him by a cold-faced gossipy woman in his dream. That time, they were trapped in the elevator of the heavy industry and were close to death. The four of them huddled together like dying fish.

As the cold-faced gossip was saying this, the blond guy was half-dead, disassembling an aluminum tube to pack a cigar. He hoarsely took his last breath and told the righteous guy next to him that he wanted to smoke something a man should smoke before he died. The righteous guy silently adjusted the music in the elevator.

In the end, the elevator was torn apart by Deadpool's horde, and the four grown men stared at each other, helplessly kicking away as they listened to Ultraman's justice music.

Thinking back on this memory, it's all about the smell of cigars.

If you want to do it, then do it.

Having found an excuse, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath with a sense of self-righteousness.

……

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"Old Tang, an overseas Chinese? Interesting. He introduced himself to challenge us. He seems to be somewhat famous in our interstellar community."

"He actually wants to fight again. He's lost five games in a row. He probably doesn't know that Brother Lu used a red dot to beat him last game."

"Keep your voices down, you two, don't disturb Lu Shen."

Three hours later, in the eastern part of the coastal town, at the Starry Sky Internet Cafe.

In a corner of the internet cafe lobby, Lu Mingfei had a Colonel's Chicken nugget given to him by a fan at the next table in his mouth. After finishing it, he took a sip of a nutritional drink and stared intently at the computer screen, giving the other side a chance to voluntarily type "gg" to admit defeat.

As it turns out, even without time to play for a long time, his status in StarCraft remains at the same level as that of an undefeated master.

Dugu Qiubai sat atop a towering mountain, playing his guqin and sipping his nutritional drink, waiting for the endless stream of swordsmen who came to challenge him from below.

Every young swordsman dreams of riding a magnificent horse and becoming famous throughout the world, but there has only ever been one invincible swordsman on the mountaintop.

The guy opposite, Lao Tang, was undoubtedly one of the most competitive young swordsmen, and he did indeed possess some real skill.

Even though they had only just met, Lu Mingfei had already begun to harbor some interest in his talent.

To be honest, there are very few people in the entire channel who can fight him to this extent.

If his playstyle hadn't been countered, Lao Tang might have been able to beat him, who was using the red dot.

After spending a lot of time with the three violent men, his temperament and gameplay became somewhat different. He became less cautious and more decisive, and started to pursue quick victories.

They were all birds of a feather, and the more they talked, the more they clicked, and soon they were in cahoots and called each other brothers.

The panda icon shook, and a message came through.

"I'm afraid to call anymore, Mingming. Is something on your mind?"

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, typed and deleted, and finally sent, "How did you figure that out?"

His online name is "Mingming".

Old Tang: "I noticed it when we played games together. Experts like us are lonely as snow. Every move we make is like rubbing each other's backs. It's a battle and communication between our minds. We can completely tell whether our opponent is fully focused or not."

Wow, what kind of mystical and superstitious operation is this? You can even sense this?

And what kind of description is "rubbing back"? Dude, are you trying to say "ru ru mo" but don't know how?

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Old Tang: "I feel like you don't really want to play StarCraft. You have something else you really want to do. You just want to calm down in StarCraft. You need some breathing room to make up your mind."

Old Tang: "You weren't playing seriously when you were fighting me; you were daydreaming."

Upon seeing these words, Lu Mingfei was startled, thinking to himself, "Could this guy be the mind reader who has cultivated into a human being, and because it's forbidden to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he fled to the United States to apply for animal protection asylum?"

Lu Mingfei: "Old Tang, you guessed pretty accurately. I'm impressed."

Old Tang: "Hehe, my adoptive father is practically nonexistent... so I have no parents or brothers. Even chatting with you through a screen feels familiar. I can use my own psychology to deduce yours. Logical reasoning is a required course in our line of work."

"Judging from your reaction, I really succeeded in pushing it. Could it be that we're long-lost brothers?"

"The kind where they have different fathers or mothers?"

Lu Mingfei smiled, knowing it was a little joke.

"I got a strange little order, I have to go to work now, we should schedule a time to call next time."

"Sure, sure, we've already added each other on QQ, how about 10:30 tomorrow?"

"Hmm... I can finish this small job in a day, so don't stand me up."

After clicking the "X" in the chat window, Lu Mingfei stared at the screen for a while, then reluctantly pulled out a crumpled ten-yuan note and two slightly creased five-yuan notes, and asked the owner for a small private room in the internet cafe to rest.

Yes, the game he really wanted to play while skipping class wasn't StarCraft.

Yesterday, he completed the beginner's quests and left the village, successfully unlocking the new dungeon "Beijing Subway Station" in his dream.

He wasn't planning to immediately check out the new instance.

It's true that he cleared the "Genji Heavy Industries" dungeon multiple times; he could have escaped perfectly by himself a few months ago. However, he failed to rescue those three damn teammates, so this wasn't a perfect ending.

Looking back on his eighteen years of life, his main strengths and weaknesses are both hidden stubbornness, a stubbornness that runs deep in his bones.

He might have a lingering sense of decline in other fields, but in games like StarCraft, he's a true legend.

In the game, he insisted on achieving the perfect ending. Back then, in order to achieve the happy ending of "Heaven and Earth Tribulation", he spent two months studying the strategy guide. Through continuous attempts and save/load, he finally succeeded in synthesizing the key item "Seven-Colored Necklace" and got to eat some dog food from the male and female protagonists.

Outside the screen where the game "Heaven and Earth Tribulation" displayed "end", 15-year-old Lu Mingfei watched other people being affectionate under the moon and flowers, and with dark circles under his eyes, he showed an empty, helpless and painful auntie smile.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just who he is.

So... do you really think you can back down in a world where you can level up and restart infinitely?

Inside the internet cafe's private room, Lu Mingfei, who was sleeping face down, gradually lost consciousness, only to suddenly regain it at a certain critical point.

A cacophony of chaotic sounds filled the air.

Electricity snaked through the dark clouds, the distant sky seemed about to crack open, and Tokyo trembled like a giant fearing divine retribution as earthquake shockwaves continued to strike.

"Earthquake alert: A shallow earthquake occurred in Tokyo 15 seconds ago with an intensity of approximately 6.5. The seismic waves will reach Saitama Prefecture in 5 seconds and Yokohama and Osaka in 30 seconds. Residents are advised to prepare."

The amplitude exceeded one meter, causing the heavy industrial building to sway from side to side, carrying the people inside. Metal hissed, and faint sparks illuminated the enclosed but relatively spacious space. In a panic, someone struck a Hibi scented match, while female operators, their faces pale, made phone calls.

The earthquake is far from over on the 14th floor of Genji Heavy Industries.

Amidst the restless crowd, Lu Mingfei opened his pale golden eyes and pressed down on the two silver-gray Desert Eagles at his waist.

[Attention adventurers! Hard mode is now available. In this mode, dungeon monsters will receive a 175% base stat boost.]

Instance reset for the 701st copy.

Genji Heavy Industries, in operation.

A relatively simple personal panel appeared beside him.

Lu Mingfei

[Rank: S-class Hybrid (Bloodline Experience: 8658/10000)]

[Authority: None]

【Word of Power: Vampire Scythe】

[Item Backpack: Level 7 (500 slots)]

[Luck: E+ (below the average human level)]

[Attack/Kill Rating: S+ (far exceeds the actual limits of pure-blooded humans)]

Speed: S+ (far exceeding the actual limits of pure-blooded humans)

[Physical Constitution: SS- (far exceeding the actual limits of pure-blooded humans)]

[Combat Skills: A- (Without systematic combat training, his knife skills, honed through hundreds of life-or-death experiences, have barely reached the edge of world-class elite levels)]

[Gun Skills: SS+ (You've basically lost touch with humanity)]

[Subjective evaluation: Judging solely from your stats, you are undoubtedly one of the best among S-class hybrids. However, your luck and willpower are not something to be overly impressed with. You are like an underage driver of a BTR armored vehicle. When you should be charging recklessly and shouting "Forward," you always hesitate and reach for your seatbelt. No matter how powerful or impressive the armored vehicle is, it won't work if the underage driver doesn't dare to step on the gas.]

[Objective Evaluation: King of stealing points in the "newbie village", Deadpool's strictest father figure, the only true Amaterasu in Genji Heavy Industries, the one who cannot be defeated by a magnitude 6 earthquake, Tokyo indoor marathon champion]

[Inner monologue: Another day of enjoying bloodline experience, why can't this game upgrade base groups of Zerglings and Hydralisks? Waaah, how can I get into a good university if all I do is kill Samurai?]