Dragon Raja: I started out as Erii's older brother

[He wasn't actually copying anything.]

This is clearly a demonstration! It's a display of his godlike, precise control!

He wasn't reflecting on his actions; he was calmly telling everyone in this way.

Your punishments are nothing more than a fleeting game to me!

The elder looked at Su Mo's ordinary face, but at this moment he felt that it was more frightening than any prehistoric beast.

The paper in his hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Sorry to bother you..."

The elder bowed deeply and scrambled out of the room.

He's going to report this earth-shattering discovery to the patriarch!

Su Mo watched his retreating figure, a smug smile playing on her lips.

He stretched, stood up, and suddenly felt much better.

It turns out that in this world, true power is not about shouting and killing, nor is it about conjuring fireballs and unleashing lightning.

True power lies in acting skills.

As long as you dare to act, and as long as your performance is outrageous enough, the enemy will fill in the rest for you.

The power of imagination is the most deadly weapon in the world!

He pushed open the door of the Jingxin Hall, and the dazzling sunlight shone on him.

Outside the door, Erii was squatting on the ground holding a game console. When she saw him come out, she immediately jumped up like a little rabbit and handed him a small cake.

"Done."

Su Mo patted her head and took a bite of the cake.

"Come on, I'll take you... hmm?"

His phone suddenly vibrated.

It was an encrypted text message from the doctor, containing only three words.

The plan... has been moved up.

Su Mo stared at the three words on her phone, stunned for three seconds.

What plan?

Are there plans to give me a raise? Or plans to improve the cafeteria food?

His first instinct was to call back, but reason told him he couldn't.

This is like a spy movie. The communications made via encrypted text messages must be of the utmost importance. One phone call and you're exposed in a heartbeat.

Su Mo paced anxiously back and forth in the room, feeling like an ant on a hot plate.

He finally managed to cultivate a cold and aloof persona within the family through his unconventional tactics.

Why the sudden "advancement of plans"?

Su Mo understood that she had to find out what had happened.

He stroked his chin and quickly came up with an idea.

He rushed to the infirmary, clutching his stomach, and said to the nurse with a pained expression.

"Quick! Call a doctor! I feel like I can't contain the primal force within me!!!"

The nurse was startled and quickly went to fetch the doctor who had become his "ally".

The doctor rushed over in a panic. When he saw Su Mo's state, his heart sank. He thought Su Mo had gone mad from practicing his martial arts.

He waved for the nurse to leave, then closed the door behind him and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Mo stood up straight in a flash, her expression returning to normal in an instant. She leaned closer and asked in a mysterious tone in a low voice.

"What's the plan?"

doctor:"..."

He felt his blood pressure soaring.

"You faked being sick just to ask this?"

"Otherwise what?"

Su Mo said confidently.

"Your text message was vague and unclear, like a riddle. I'm just anxious!"

The doctor sighed, feeling that communicating with Su Mo was a life-shortening task.

He took a deep breath and explained in the most concise language.

"The patriarch found out about you using a printer to forge ancestral precepts."

Su Mo was startled.

"Holy crap?! They got caught so quickly?!"

No, quite the opposite.

The doctor looked at Su Mo as if she were a monster.

"The elders believe that your ability to perfectly replicate tens of thousands of ancient dragon runes is beyond the realm of humanity."

"They don't think you're just copying; they think you're demonstrating, showing off your godlike mental control."

"ha--?"

Su Mo's mouth dropped open. He never expected that his opportunistic tricks would be seen as a display of kingly dominance in the other party's eyes.

[With this kind of imaginative ability, it's a waste that she's not writing web novels.]

"Then why did you say the plan was brought forward?"

"Because they're even more afraid!" The doctor's voice was tinged with fear.

"They believe that your uncontrollable existence, coupled with Erii who could go berserk at any moment, is the biggest destabilizing factor for the family. Therefore, they have decided to activate the 'Final Plan'."

"The final solution?" Su Mo had a bad feeling.

"right."

The doctor spoke slowly and deliberately, with great seriousness.

"Transfer Erii to a deep-sea base for permanent cryogenic hibernation; and you..."

"He will be exiled to the Siberian Icefield Branch as a 'dangerous guide' and will never be able to return."

Su Mo's mind went blank.

He wasn't thinking about his and Erii's tragic fate, but rather...

"Siberia? Is there internet there? Is shipping free? Can you deliver food?"

doctor:"..."

He felt that discussing life and death with this guy was a joke in itself.

"Nothing! Nothing at all! Only ice and polar bears!!!"

"What?!?!"

Su Mo instantly felt a sense of apocalyptic terror.

No WiFi! No food delivery!

This is no longer a matter of survival; it's the ultimate deprivation of a modern person's basic right to life!

These old fogies are nothing short of anti-human tyrants!

Upon hearing this, Su Mo's eyes instantly turned cold, and he asked.

"When will you make your move?"

The doctor's reply was concise and clear.

"The summer festival is in three days."

. . .

Su Mo walked back to her room, feeling utterly dejected, as if the sky had fallen.

He plopped down on the ground, his mind completely blank.

Just then, Erii emerged from her room, huffing and puffing, pushing out a huge box that was almost half her height.

She pushed the box in front of Su Mo, a hint of anticipation on her little face.

Su Mo raised his head blankly, looking at the huge box, which had a giant he knew very well printed on it - Ultraman Tiga.

He opened the box somewhat numbly.

The next second, his eyes widened.

Inside lies an exquisitely crafted Ultraman Tiga figurine.

It was still in a composite form, with the energy core on its chest gleaming softly, and next to it was a gold-embossed card that read:

"Limited to 99 pieces worldwide, 25th Anniversary Edition, Individually Numbered: 07".

Su Mo's breathing stopped.

With trembling hands, he took out his phone, skillfully opened a certain online marketplace, and entered keywords.

When he saw that terrifyingly long string of numbers, he felt like he wasn't being exiled to Siberia, but rather being thrust into the pinnacle of life.

He excitedly hugged the figurine, instantly forgetting all about the "final solution" and "Siberia".

[I've struck it rich...]

That's the down payment for a house in Tokyo!!!