Lu Mingfei is transforming into the final boss.

Chapter 103 Don't Pretend to Be Young

"So you want to make me one of your experimental subjects, one of your observation subjects?" Xia Mi's eyes darted away.

"Um.

""

This time, Lu Mingfei won't say anything, so you can refuse.

She realized that if she said that, she would be easily rejected, but she decided not to. Letting them imagine it themselves was actually a good thing, since she didn't say that you could refuse or you couldn't refuse, and she wasn't threatening anyone at all.

Because of one of her identities, she had been the Black Emperor in the past throughout history. Even though she herself didn't think much of it, she never used this identity to oppress others.

But Xia Mi couldn't help thinking that way. For her, fear of the Black Emperor occupied most of her heart at this moment. Even though she had just done such a thing, fear was still the main emotion in her heart.

Or is it because their past record is too amazing?

She thought to herself.

"Do I have the option to refuse this?"

Xia Mi asked.

She didn't want to cooperate with the Dragon Emperor in doing anything, regardless of the purpose of the experiment. She didn't want to get involved. For her, the best thing was for nothing to happen. She could peacefully hide for another thousand years without having to do anything. There would only be her and her brother, living a peaceful and tranquil life.

She simply didn't hold out much hope. No matter how gentle and easygoing the Black Emperor became, his essence would not change. He had an extremely strong desire to control things and wished he could grasp everything in the world. She knew this better than anyone.

Lu Mingfei didn't speak, she didn't say anything, she just kept that faint smile.

"I had no choice, did I? I agreed."

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Xia Mi's dragon scales slowly faded away, and even if she looked like an inflated pufferfish or a porcupine with its quills standing on end, it meant nothing to Lu Mingfei.

It's just a waste of energy.

That's wonderful.

"A voice so sweet it makes you want to vomit," Xia Mi thought to herself.

If the voice came from someone else's voice, she might praise it as cute, but coming from Lu Mingfei, she would only think it was disgusting to pretend to be young.

Oh, she doesn't criticize herself, otherwise she would be pretending to be young.

We're all ancient beings, thousands or tens of thousands of years old, especially you, Nidhogg, whose lifespan is longer than the combined history of humans and dragons.

The history of the dragon race does not begin with the Black Emperor, but rather with the creation of the first pure-blooded dragon by the Black Emperor. Theoretically, the dragon race is a race created by the Black Emperor, the creator, using himself as a model.

Similar to the myths of the human world, the gods created humans in their own image, and the gods also created dragons in their own image. The logic is the same, even though human myths themselves tell the history of dragons.

Xia Mi didn't know why, but theoretically speaking, humans, who were still in a long and ignorant period at that time, should not have been able to record these things, let alone summarize the history of the dragon race so accurately. Even if there were some adaptations, it was enough to show that they had a clear memory of that past.

This is the only thing she doesn't know; she hasn't been active long enough, and even if she had, she probably wouldn't have specifically researched these things.

Compared to the Black Emperor, who claims to have been systematically studying human knowledge and theories for a week after waking up and developed a completely new power system, she is simply a lazy dog. She doesn't object to this assessment because it's true, and she can't object to it.

Oh, and that mysticism. She knew the term, but didn't understand its actual meaning. She only knew about it because of tarot cards. What's its real name—Major Arcana? It's something popular among girls these days. I didn't expect the Black Emperor's research to have progressed that far.

"Here's a book. You can take a look at it; it'll be convenient for both of us." Lu Mingfei placed a book into Xia Mi's hands with both of hers.

The content of "Understanding Mysticism Through a Book" by Lu Mingfei remained unchanged, but the cover was changed again. Based on the version she gave to Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei specially designed a beautiful cover and added her own signature so that anyone who saw the book could know who its author was.

"Ah—this—" Xia Mi felt that this book was like something you'd find in a bookstore, like "Unsolved Mysteries of the World," which contained interesting little stories about things like the Bermuda Triangle and crop circles.

She had the chance to read it while browsing novels in a bookstore. It was the kind of cheap, street-stall-style literature that made some very ordinary phenomena seem incredible, making people think, "Wow, that's amazing!"

But to her, one of the participants in history and the mythical figure herself, it seemed a bit funny. It was as if if someone told her the story of Jormungandr, the serpent of Midgard, she would only feel embarrassed. It was quite interesting to watch as an adapted short story or an urban legend, but that was all. Even she thought it had no educational value whatsoever.

"You even wrote a book?"

"right."

Xia Mi looked at the book in her hand. The cover was exquisite, but it didn't look like a popular science book. It looked more like a light novel. She then looked at Lu Mingfei's face, which had a considerate smile and an expression that seemed to say, "Shouldn't you praise me?"

Is she out of her mind, hallucinating? She really hopes it's all just a dream.

Why did she feel it was so unrealistic? Why would such a thing happen? It was so strange, it couldn't be right.

It was strange that the Black Emperor could learn human knowledge, let alone imitate humans to write books. When she first heard this, she thought it was a hoax, but it turned out he really could produce books.

She turned a page and looked at the contents. There was a table of contents and the content itself. It introduced some events and examples to make mysticism more accessible to the public. In short, it was about making mysticism less mysterious and turning it into a phenomenon that could be realized in various ways.

This is not mysticism at all, because mysticism must be mysterious. It usually spreads its methods and rituals through secret transmission and societies in order to maintain its mystery and make it unreplicable. Even if all the necessary conditions are met, it may not be possible to reproduce it.

"—Who are the other two candidates?"

Xia Mi asked.

"One is Su Xiaoqiang, who is the candidate to represent ordinary people."

One is the boy you've chosen, Chu Zihang. You like him a lot, don't you? You even put a cocoon on him and followed him to the Nibelungen during that typhoon. Oh, I digress. He represents mixed race.

Finally, it is you, representing the pure-blooded dragon race.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

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