Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

Huai Xu then took a closer look at the detailed description of "Twelfth Night".

The mental energy consumed in weaving stories to alter memories is inversely proportional to the emotional connection between the host and the target.

The stronger the emotional connection, the less energy is consumed. The weaker the connection, the greater the energy consumed.

Use it on an enemy? The difficulty and cost will double.

Use it on people who dislike you? The same logic applies.

To put it bluntly, this thing is best used on someone who has already reserved a place for you in their heart.

For example, Lu Mingfei.

For example, Chen Wenwen.

For example, Su Xiaoqiang.

For example, Liu Miaomiao...

Huai Xu thought about it and decided against it, deciding not to harm his own people.

It can be used on strangers, but you need to establish a certain level of emotional connection first...

Next time, try finding someone else to try.

Huai Xu temporarily suppressed this thought and looked at another new entry.

I haven't thought to use that random N-level abbreviation yet; it's practically been gathering dust in my system inventory.

I just turned it on for a bit.

This thing came out—

【“Strange Eyes Staring at Truth” (N): “Identified as innocent…”】

[Effect: When activated, your eyes will become incredibly innocent and you will be able to see through lies.]

[Note: During the activation period, you will find yourself enjoying speaking Tibetan.]

"What the hell is this thing?"

Do you like speaking Tibetan?

Seeing through the lies?

Was this entry designed by the yellow card user of Sun Xiaochuan Bar?

However, it's not entirely useless. The ability to see through lies can be quite useful in certain situations.

As for the side effects...

If you like speaking Tibetan, then so be it.

Anyway, he doesn't usually speak very politely.

Just consider it as learning a minority language.

Huai Xu turned off the panel and felt that his mental state had dropped a little more.

"The Preface to the Locust Trees"

"Huaixu?"

"The Preface to the Locust Tree!"

Huai Xu snapped out of his daze and found Professor Guderian looking at him with concern.

Lu Mingfei was also looking at him, but with more suspicion.

"What's wrong?"

Guderian coughed. "I mean, do you have any preference for a particular professor or course?"

Huai Xu thought for a moment.

"have."

"you say."

"Make things easier."

Guderian: "..."

"Ideally, the final exams should be a bit easier," Huai Xu added, "otherwise I won't have time to spend with my mothers."

Guderian: "?"

He looked at Huai Xu's serious face, trying to find a trace of a joke in it.

did not find.

This person is serious.

Lu Mingfei stood to the side, drinking his tea with an unperturbed expression.

He's used to it.

After tonight's incident, he asked a 130-year-old woman, "Can you be my mother?"

He wouldn't be surprised if this guy did something outrageous again.

Basic operations.

Do not use six.

They were all seated.

"The final exam..."

Guderian carefully chose his words, "After all, it's directly related to your graduation certificate, and you'll need it for future missions. If your theoretical knowledge isn't up to par, it will be very dangerous in actual combat..."

"Is there anything like that?" Huai Xu's eyes lit up, "like doing tasks to earn credits?"

"When it comes to slaying dragons, I think practical experience points are more important than theoretical points, right?"

Guderian adjusted his glasses. "That's right, practical experience is indeed a very important factor. But as far as I know, no professor would neglect their students' course grades. In the Dragon Clan battlefield, the more you know, the higher your chances of survival. Those who just charge forward with brute force are probably already buried with grass three meters high."

Huai Xu gave a somewhat disappointed "oh".

"I think there's a Professor Schneider there?" he suddenly remembered something. "Isn't he more practical there—"

"cough!"

Guderian suddenly coughed, startling Lu Mingfei.

"I can talk to the principal."

Guderian pushed up his glasses, his expression suddenly becoming unusually serious. "After all, we must fully respect each student's strengths and wishes."

Huai Xu looked at him. "Professor, didn't you just say..."

"What did I say?"

"You said no professor wouldn't pay attention to..."

"I'm talking about those unenlightened professors."

Guderian waved his hand dismissively, "A cancer on academia! All they know is rote memorization! They completely stifle students' creativity! This is practically a crime!"

He paused, then turned to look at Lu Mingfei. "Mingfei, don't you think so?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback when he was suddenly called upon.

He looked at Guderian, then at Huai Xu.

Although I don't know what kind of riddle these two are playing, but...

"Uh...yes, yes, yes."

Lu Mingfei nodded. "It's a crime, it is indeed a crime."

Guderian smiled with satisfaction.

"Alright then. It's getting late, you should go back and rest. Think it over carefully, Huai Xu... I'll discuss it with the principal and then give you an answer."

Huai Xu nodded and stood up.

"Goodbye, Professor."

"Okay, goodbye."

Guderian waved to them with a smile.

As Huai Xu and Lu Mingfei walked out of the office, Lu Mingfei finally couldn't hold back any longer the moment the door closed behind them.

"Were you just threatening the professor?"

"No."

"Why did Professor Schneider react that way when you mentioned him?"

Huai Xu thought for a moment, "Perhaps... it's just professional rivalry?"

I don't think so.

"That's because he was teasing Schneider, afraid I'd let it slip."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you threatening the professor?"

"No."

"You are it."

"No, I'm just stating the facts."

Forget it.

It's always like this when talking to this person. Even though every sentence and every word is in Chinese, I can't understand them when they're put together.

Lu Mingfei walked for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"The Preface to the Locust Trees"

"Um?"

"When you were in the square today..."

"What's wrong?"

Lu Mingfei paused, as if considering his words, and asked, "Why did you say those things?"

"Which words?"

"Well... I'm S-rank, and you're that... that person or something."

Huai Xu smiled. "Because you are indeed S-rank."

Lu Mingfei felt a little embarrassed, "But..."

"No buts," Huai Xu interrupted him. "Mom, I have a question for you."

"you say."

"What do you think is both the most important and the least important thing in this world?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, "Money?"

"shallow."

"What is that?"

"Other people's opinions."

Lu Mingfei was taken aback. "Huh?"

How well you live in this world depends not on who you are, but on what others think of you.

"Are you S-class? Yes. But if you act like trash, then in other people's eyes you are trash. Conversely, even if you are trash, as long as you act like an S-class, then in other people's eyes you are S-class."

"But I..."

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment.

It seems... that's indeed the case.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing," Huai Xu said calmly as he closed the system panel. "I just suddenly thought of a philosophical question."

"What philosophical question?"

"I've been thinking, if people are always driven by desires, then what is the purpose of life? Is it to reach a higher realm, or to be controlled by desires?"

"?"

"what?"

Just as Huai Xu was wondering what Lu Mingfei wanted to say, he suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder from behind.

He turned around.

Nono.

She changed her clothes, wearing headphones around her neck, a cropped sports vest, and sports shorts, and was about to say something.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

Huai Xu suddenly screamed.

"A ghost!!!!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Huai Xu pulled out an M1911 from somewhere and emptied the magazine.

Not a single shot was wasted; they all hit Nono.

Friga was hit by a bullet, and bursts of red blood mist exploded one after another.

Nono's body trembled a few times amidst the hail of bullets, then went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Lu Mingfei was stunned when he saw Nuonuo lying on the ground.

"You...you..."

"What's wrong?"

"Where did you get that gun?!"

"Confiscated."

"Wait a minute!" Lu Mingfei scratched his head. "Didn't you know that was a day of freedom?! Then why did you still..."

"Bad woman."

Huai Xu blew on the muzzle of his gun. "And who saw me make a move?"

Lu Mingfei looked around.

"But...you clearly..."

"What do you mean?" Huai Xu carefully wiped the fingerprints off the gun, put it in Nuonuo's hand, adjusted her grip, and placed her finger on the trigger.

"Look, she was playing with the gun herself, and it accidentally went off."