In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

It is only polite to reciprocate, so Old Tang immediately dragged out a farmer to scout the area and, incidentally, set up an engineering station at the No. 2 Mine across the street.

—This thing is actually not very useful. It can't attack people or produce anything. Besides providing population, its only function is to occupy territory. But since this project is here, the other side will inevitably have to send troops to deal with it...

"Hmm? Single mineral deposit with dual gas reserves?"

Old Tang immediately clicked his tongue in amazement.

The Protoss single-base, double-gas opening has many variations—there's a map called StarCraft Five Elements, which is all about stealth, aggressive play, and strategic maneuvering. The Protoss single-base, double-gas opening alone has five variations in terms of "stealing," and even these five variations have different defensive approaches.

"oops……"

However, StarCraft is a game with a set opening formula, and as a 4,000-point expert, he certainly had his own understanding of the game. Old Tang immediately adopted a single-base, full-defense strategy, constantly building bunkers and marines, while also searching the map to make sure he didn't know what buildings the opponent had sprung up.

Send out a Reaper to scout the enemy base.

And then, sure enough, the timing was perfect: the Grim Reaper ran right into the scout the enemy had summoned. The SCVs searching outside immediately located their target and rushed towards the mining site to scout—

Upon seeing that Mingming was indeed stealing minerals, Lao Tang immediately expanded to two mines, replenished workers, and simultaneously built heavy factories and starports. He then used double-expansion units to produce two Hurricanes, preparing to catch the opponent stealing minerals.

The timeframe is five minutes. The Terran player with two bases is facing the Protoss player with one base, and they haven't suffered any losses in the battle. I think many people can guess how big this advantage is.

Old Tang already had a victorious smile on his face, waiting for the other side to GG—

But Lu Mingfei wasn't worried about the gold mine for a moment, because what was coming soon was:

The Protoss mothership!

……

Build a portal to unlock the control core; build a control core to unlock the stargate; build a stargate to unlock the fleet beacon.

Once the fleet beacon is completed, only 400 minerals and 400 gas are needed to summon a Protoss ultimate unit:

Mothership!

This is a Protoss hero unit with three abilities: "Mass Recall," "Time Warp," and "Invisibility Field." It also has a 350 shield and 350 health, making it incredibly tough.

Lu Mingfei used the strength of this ultimate unit to directly advance to the enemy's base. The weak resistance left by the marines was no match for the mothership's firepower. Even though the enemy tried their best to evacuate the SCVs, a considerable number of units were left behind forever.

[Old Tang: GG]

Lu Mingfei straightened his body, relaxed his tense muscles, and after the victory animation ended, he clicked to search for matches, preparing for another game.

Old Tang has requested to add you as a friend.

"Ah, this is... that person from the last game." Lu Mingfei blinked—

What does it mean that he added me? Did my fast carrier attack break through his defenses?

Lu Mingfei gently pressed the "accept" button, silently bracing himself for a private message filled with a helpless, impotent rage. But upon opening the message window, the first message from the other party was:

[Old Tang: You played very well! This is the first time I've ever seen a mothership jump maneuver like this.]

[Old Tang: Is there a procedure?]

Lu Mingfei rubbed his forehead, thought for a moment, and began typing in the chat box:

[Mingming: The process is to have one mineral deposit and two gas reserves, build four buildings, and minimize unit production in between. Then, accumulate 400 minerals and 400 gas, and immediately build a mothership.]

[Mingming: Actually, that's all, it's very simple.]

The person on the other end was also typing while he was typing, and they sent their text almost simultaneously:

[Old Tang: I'm planning to create a discussion group for beginners, and I'm currently recruiting.]

[Old Tang: Want to join the group to discuss this?]

Lu Mingfei didn't refuse; instead, he searched for the group chat and joined.

At least in this respect, he was quite confident.

……

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was time for the National Day performance.

Liu Miaomiao naturally wouldn't put in much effort for a National Day performance that could be held countless times in the future—especially after Lu Mingfei had made it clear that he wouldn't be doing any four-hand piano duets with her.

She only brought an electronic keyboard, which she placed on the wooden stage as a backdrop.

After the draw, the order of the ten performances was determined. Lu Mingfei got the headlining spot, meaning their performance would be the last one to go on stage.

Well, Lu Mingfei didn't actually feel any tension.

He didn't even think about discussing the performance with his teacher, after all, the stage was just too small.

If you're going to be nervous, at least wait until he's on TV.

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips in boredom and tilted his head to watch the performance on stage:

The first act was a boring dance; ten people paired up and idly strolled along to a slow melody.

"This is even worse than Dragon's Claw's Salon," Lu Mingfei complained.

As a form of communication that evolved from aristocratic etiquette, the salon naturally includes elements of a ball.

However, the Dragon's Claw salon dance wouldn't choose such slow-paced music. Inheriting dragon culture to some extent, they would prefer faster-paced dance music, allowing a few confident individuals to showcase their skills in the center of the dance floor, while the others, lacking confidence or ability, simply watch from below.

Although Lu Mingfei didn't get to see such a dance in person, he could imagine how beautiful it was just from the discussions of other people in the club.

"Well, to a large extent, it's probably because dragons usually take on handsome men and beautiful women in their human forms, and there are almost no strange or bizarre shapes—even if they transform into barbarians or frost giants, they don't have any deformities, but rather a different kind of majestic appearance..."

Lu Mingfei was bored, and the performance quickly passed by, halfway through.

Of the five performances, only one piqued Lu Mingfei's interest. It was a magic show where the magician manipulated a deck of cards, smoothly shuffling and cutting them, and then performed two short card-guessing tricks with the audience. The show concluded with a card-throwing and card-manifesting demonstration.

This program happened to be the last of the first five, and from then on it was the intermission, during which the judges, consisting of teachers and the principal, would tally the votes. During this time, Lu Mingfei ran over to the red-robed monk and peeked at the program schedule.

—The first performance in the second half was by Chu Zihang, whom Liu Miaomiao thought she could never beat. He was already preparing backstage. Several students went up on stage and quickly cleaned up the playing cards scattered all over the stage.

"The next performance is..."

As the announcer spoke, Chu Zihang stepped onto the stage, his feet resting on the wooden floor.

He was dressed as a samurai, wearing a loose kimono and a wooden samurai sword at his waist—Lu Mingfei squinted, it was the first time he had ever seen someone in real life who fit the image of a 'ronin' so well.

The lights went out instantly, leaving only a beam of light that fell from above, landing on the ronin's shoulder. The excessively bright light made his hair almost golden, but it did nothing to diminish his valor—