Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

"Happy birthday to you, Ricardo, happy birthday to you, Ricardo..."

The Nokia N73's ringing came at an inopportune time.

The ancient clock tower and department store looked desolate in the night rain. As the rain intensified, Lu Mingfei paused, glancing at his phone and email.

Whom did Ricardo hold dear?

Does he know this guy surnamed Li?

"It was sent six days ago and it's only just arrived. Today is July 23rd, and July 17th is... my birthday? Whatever."

Lu Mingfei casually sent a "thank you" message, found the number labeled "Fen Gou" in the phone number field, turned up the volume, and dialed it.

"Help, help."

"What's wrong with you, junior brother? Is there anything I can do for you? My location shows that you've gone 219 meters off course from Wangfujing subway station."

Fingel's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, but judging from his slightly rapid breathing, he was probably running at high speed as well.

"I can't find the location tracking app you mentioned on this smartphone in the app store. I can't receive Chu Zihang's location. Can't I use another map app instead?"

Lu Mingfei awkwardly asked for advice, feeling as guilty as a caveman from the future.

He couldn't understand the BJ map technology that Findog was talking about.

He didn't even understand how to use a smartphone. In the first eighteen years of his life, he never owned a mobile phone of his own, though he did have a computer that could be considered shared.

My aunt is extremely strict about controlling mobile phones. Even Lu Mingze's phone is a hand-me-down from his uncle, and she has confiscated it and keeps it in parental control mode. Not to mention his nephew, who is an eyesore. My aunt has too many reasons to control his electronic devices.

Don't be fooled by how casually he throws away the iPhone in Genji Heavy Industries; that phone is only good for receiving blessings and can't do anything else under special circumstances. If it were usable and could be brought into the real world, he would treasure it like a precious gem.

"What? Of course not. Do you think the network inside the Nibelungs is good? Other satellites are useless."

There was a moment of silence on Fengou's end.

"...What kind of adorable, clueless female protagonist in a novel who wakes up from a car accident with amnesia? You only know how to find apps in app stores?"

"That doesn't make sense. Didn't I teach you how to use a phone back in college? You traded three late-night pork knuckles for the skills I taught you. You swore you'd mastered them and I wouldn't give you a refund. I hacked into your phone and downloaded a new one for you. I was known as 'Kassel's most reliable shoulder.'"

Lu Mingfei felt a small surge of emotion, but at the same time voiced his doubts: "Senior brother, how come your phone is still showing my location? Did you install location tracking on both my phone and Chu Zihang's phone?"

"No need to pretend, junior brother. I'm not bragging, but apart from a few members of the board of directors and the head and deputy head of the equipment department, everyone else's communication equipment is as laughable as a sieve in my eyes."

Lu Mingfei kept a watchful eye on things, but didn't pay much attention to being monitored.

Why worry about this when we might be about to die anyway?

It's just that it's impolite to keep calling Fen the dog in your mind.

"Fingal?"

Lu Mingfei thought of this name, which he had heard a few times at Genji Heavy Industries, and asked tentatively.

I figured the other person was a close friend from my university days, so there was no harm in writing down their name.

"what?"

"Why did you call me?"

"..."

Receiving no response, Fingel's heart skipped a beat, and his voice became hoarse.

"Say something, junior brother, the way you're acting... it seems like we're having a bit of an ambiguous relationship."

"Although the academy's most respected student and most outstanding computer genius, Fingel von Frings, is indeed charming to ordinary people, we know each other too well. Don't you think being together would be like incest? So please allow me to refuse..."

"Get lost, get lost, brother, are you someone who'll die if you don't spout nonsense?" Lu Mingfei realized that this guy was a typical jerk.

The typical characteristic of the "cheeky" type is that they take advantage of any opportunity to strike.

Fingel scoffed: "Hmm? Anyone else has more or less the right to say that, but you... Actually, before I met you, junior brother, I was a reserved and serious German-style pretty boy. Turn left, turn left, you've arrived."

The Oriental Plaza shopping mall is located on the first basement level. This huge landmark building is adjacent to Chang'an Avenue and is home to luxury brands and a Grand Hyatt Hotel. It is directly connected to Wangfujing subway station underground.

During the day, this place is magnificent and bustling with people, filled with beautiful women. Walking through it makes one feel safe and comfortable. But after nightfall, it becomes quiet all around, and you can see that it is a closed space like a basement. All the lights that used to illuminate the place are turned off, leaving only a few fluorescent tubes glowing dimly.

The shopping mall at night is like a passage to the underworld, chilling and eerie. A thin layer of frost has formed on the door lock of the luxury brand Tiffany's flagship store.

Feeling wary, Lu Mingfei slowed his pace, carrying the alchemical saber. He had a feeling that something might suddenly emerge from those dark places.

The central air conditioning was off, the air was stagnant and cold, the escalator screens were lit with a red warning light, and on both sides were the logos of famous fashion magazines, with the same female celebrity's face plastered all over the walls.

He could no longer see the road ahead, and a strange sense of being watched welled up in his heart. The bluish mist was surging towards him like a tide, and he could not see anyone in front of or behind him.

The entrance to the Nibelungen was right before him, the entrance to the dragon's nest was right before him, and he could even smell the fear, the fear that originated from his own heart.

Humans are inherently afraid of the unknown.

Deadly threats often lurk in the ancient, unknown darkness. The vigilance against uncertainty is etched into human genes. Only by anticipating risks can we avoid danger. No matter how drastically the environment changes, this instinct remains. The unknown will still trigger deep-seated fears.

Not to mention that what lies beyond this entrance is no ordinary unknown; it's a dragon's nest, some damned Nibelungen. Perhaps the King of the Earth and Mountains is lying in wait there, and a little white rabbit like him, who can only bully weaklings, might just be enough to fill a gap in his teeth if he goes down there.

He's fought Deadpool, but he's never seen a real pure-blooded dragon.

and……

Lu Mingfei knew very well that what he feared most was not only the unknown, but also the choice he had to make—the choice about his own destiny.

If you back down when facing the Dragon King, will you keep backing down and eventually become the same loser who only wants to run away before you've changed much?

Just thinking about it overwhelmed Lu Mingfei with fear, sending chills down his spine.

"Damn it, I'm going to see just how tough this Dragon King really is today."

"If the timelines are consistent, the fact that I, from Genji Heavy Industries, could survive until 2011 means that this dragon crisis wasn't really a big deal. Maybe it was just some nobody pretending to be the Dragon King."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and silently repeated "All capitalism is a paper tiger" three times. This bastard Dragon King occupying such a big subway station as his den is nothing short of an evil enemy! After figuring it out, he took out the evolution medicine and gave himself another eight tubes to make up a double digit and feel at ease.

Having just finished showing off three vials of evolution potions, his golden eyes, which were about to ignite, sensed danger, and the fourth vial of evolution potions in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Who?"

Lu Mingfei dodged the attacker's attack by turning to the side, his golden eyes gleaming, and his left leg swept out.