Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Zhao Fangxu didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to the two people in front of the desk.

The black-haired boy's gaze was fixed on the pristine white wall, as if searching for some masterpiece, his eyes glued to it.

The orange-haired girl's fingers were clasped together awkwardly, her head slightly lowered, as if she were a student who had made a mistake and was quietly waiting for criticism.

"Don't be so formal, have a seat." Zhao Fangxu kindly extended his hand.

The boy sat down without any hesitation, and the girl hesitated for a moment before sitting down with him.

"Don't worry about this. Not many people have seen it. The temporary worker Erzhuang is already handling it, so there won't be any evidence left. As for those rumors online, there's no need to pay attention to them."

Zhao Fangxu did not make a big deal out of this matter.

Although the extraordinary individuals try to hide, accidents can still happen. Sometimes they are discovered by ordinary people and evidence is left behind. In such cases, there are people who will handle the aftermath.

Zhao Fangxu adjusted his glasses, his chubby face making his eyes appear as slits, or perhaps he was scrutinizing the boy in front of him.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao," Lu Mingfei said, scratching his head sheepishly.

I was completely drunk that day, so my memory is fragmented.

Sitting to the side, Liu Yanyan remained silent. That day, she had been fooling around with Lu Mingfei, and after drinking, she didn't consider the consequences, which led to her actions.

"Xiao Lu, don't be so formal. Xiao Si's father is an old friend of mine, and you were all trained by Xiao Si. If you'd like to give me some face, you can call me Uncle just like Xiao Si did," Zhao Fangxu said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei immediately and shamelessly called out, "Uncle Zhao."

He was already very experienced in this kind of thing and had no psychological burden about it.

Liu Yanyan felt a little uncomfortable. The person in front of her was a director of Nadutong, a high-ranking person she had never even met before, let alone tried to establish a relationship with.

"Uncle Zhao... Uncle Zhao," she stammered, immediately feeling extremely embarrassed.

After establishing a connection, Lu Mingfei stopped acting altogether and gradually revealed his lazy, slumped-in-the-chair appearance, almost putting on a face that wouldn't get him up even if the gas exploded.

"Yan Yan has worked hard these past few days. With her special skills, she is naturally busier than others. But once these few days are over, she can rest for a long time."

"It's not hard work." Liu Yanyan was still a little reserved; she couldn't be as shameless as Lu Mingfei.

"Uncle Zhao, the world of supernatural beings seems quite peaceful, so why do they need so many magical artifacts? Are foreign supernatural beings planning to invade?" Lu Mingfei had been paying attention to things in the supernatural world lately.

Aside from the daily updated Quanxing Daily, almost all the trivial matters that Quanxing was blamed for—whose cow was stolen, whose fellow disciples were abducted—were things that made Quanxing take the blame for.

There are even bigger ones; who did the temporary workers in the southwest mess with?

It concerns Zhang Chulan or other matters, big or small.

It can be said that since the Old Celestial Master descended the mountain and the Quanxing Sect retreated into seclusion, the world of supernatural beings has been relatively peaceful.

Do you know Nathan Island?

"I don't know," Lu Mingfei replied frankly and somewhat smugly.

Zhao Fangxu had no idea what Lu Mingfei was so smug about. Was he smug that he knew nothing about it?

"The people of Nathan Island worship the god of the forest. Their sacred object is a divine tree, and the guardians of the divine tree are a group of extraordinary people."

"This almost isolated island is one of the destinations for outlaws, but those who land on the island will face two choices: leave or become a member of Nathan Island."

"Under the protection of the divine tree, this island is almost entirely inhabited by extraordinary people..."

Lu Mingfei examined the documents Zhao Fangxu had handed him, which detailed the investigation into Nathan Island.

He glanced at it briefly.

Several keywords were extracted from it: the sacred tree and outlaws.

The chances of a superhuman being being born among so many people in the country are pitifully small, but on Nathan Island, which has a small population, almost everyone is a superhuman. This should be attributed to the Divine Tree.

As for the lawless places that outlaws yearn for, this almost isolated island is a good destination.

Lu Mingfei put down the documents and dropped his playful smile.

Liu Yanyan placed her hand on Lu Mingfei's arm, her expression full of worry. She had personally witnessed the danger of Quanxing, this illegal organization in China. They even dared to cause trouble at the Celestial Master's Mansion. What would happen if a group of lawless people gathered on a small island?

She didn't want Lu Mingfei to take on this task, but working anywhere wouldn't allow for a life of leisure and comfort forever.

Lu Mingfei gently patted Liu Yanyan's hand to indicate that she was alright.

"Uncle Zhao, who do you want to kill?" A sharp and bloodthirsty glint flashed in Lu Mingfei's eyes. "But you need to give me a photo first. I don't know how to resurrect someone if I kill the wrong person."

"?" Zhao Fangxu looked somewhat bewildered. "No."

"So you want this sacred tree to plant in your backyard for your enjoyment? I will definitely dig it up for you, not a single root will be lost." Lu Mingfei changed the subject, gesturing with the documents.

"Not at all."

Zhao Fangxu couldn't quite keep up with Lu Mingfei's thought process.

"I understand." Lu Mingfei paused, then said somewhat seriously:

"Sneak into the village, don't fire a shot. If the people on the island find out what they shouldn't know, just give me an address, and I guarantee you won't be able to see this island from the satellite."

Lu Mingfei made a heavy stroke on the words "Nathan Island".

"No, Xiaolu, don't be so aggressive."

Zhao Fangxu never expected that Lu Mingfei would talk about killing to silence witnesses and stealing people's treasures all the time. Was this kid a robber?

Was he a bit hasty in acknowledging this relationship?

Then he looked at Liu Yanyan, who was probably closer to him.

Liu Yanyan shrugged, seemingly somewhat helpless.

"Could it be diplomacy? Uncle Zhao, I'm very good at killing and arson for you, but if you want me to establish diplomatic relations with people who don't speak the language, I'm completely clueless, and besides, I don't need to do that kind of thing." Lu Mingfei thought carefully and analyzed.

When Zhao Fangxu heard Lu Mingfei say that he was good at murder and arson, he felt a pang of anxiety, realizing that there might not have been any harm in taking on this "adopted" nephew.

He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"During this period, Erzhuang has investigated some things about Nathan Island, which may cause a huge uproar. So I called you here to give you a heads-up. You will be needed to investigate or handle these matters later."

“We also have our compatriots on Nathan Island, and I hope to bring them back safely under your protection.”

Zhao Fangxu paused, pondered for a moment, and continued:

"Of course, if you don't have time, then forget about it. You can have Yan Yan prepare some magical artifacts."

"So that's how it is." Liu Yanyan suddenly realized, no wonder she had been making magical artifacts more frequently lately.

The sacred tree on Nathan Island is no ordinary object; many people covet it, and various supernatural organizations from different countries likely have designs on it.

At that time, there might be a chaotic war.

It turns out that the ritual implements were prepared for that time.

"Probably, but I'm not sure if I have time. You can ask Yan Yan to find out if I'm free. I'd also like to see such a magical thing."

Lu Mingfei leaned back with his hands behind his head.

He knew the other party was well aware that he wasn't from here, and the fact that they hadn't made it clear meant they had goodwill towards him and their side.

"Okay, I've finished taking care of my business. You two can go ahead and get back to work," Zhao Fangxu urged the two to leave.

"Goodbye, Uncle Zhao." Lu Mingfei took Liu Yanyan's hand and left.

Zhao Fangxu watched the two leave the office and put away the information about Nathan Island.

My gaze lingered on the photo of Lu Mingfei and Liu Yanyan riding in the sky.

The ability to fly is not uncommon.

But he not only possessed the Thunder Technique, a secret art of the Celestial Master's Mansion, but also the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and he also mastered flight.

It is rare to find someone with such diverse abilities who can integrate them and use them so skillfully.

To describe Lu Mingfei's talent as one in ten thousand would be an understatement.

He seemed very confident about the proposed action on Nathan Island, which included sinking the island, but he wasn't sure if it was just boasting or if they actually had the capability.

Whatever it may be, Lu Mingfei has achieved his goal, and he will absolutely not easily touch them.

Or rather, we cannot touch them, nor can we allow anyone to touch them.

Lu Mingfei is on a much larger scale than the Jia Shen Rebellion.

The power of individuals has risen to an immeasurable level.

Chu Lan, you cunning little brat, you really know how to build connections. You're so lucky, you've got a pair of kings in your hands.

If Feng Baobao's connection to the Jia Shen Rebellion becomes very deep and gets in the company's way, it will be really difficult to handle.

Lu Mingfei's appearance served as a powerful buffer in this situation.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

......

Liu Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief as she left the office.

"We've gained another elder; we can use connections to our advantage from now on," Lu Mingfei chuckled.

"How dare you laugh!" Liu Yanyan was very displeased. "You almost recognized Sister Bao'er as your mother at the dinner table, and now you've recognized Chairman Zhao as your uncle. How come you have so many relatives?"

Lu Mingfei, thick-skinned and not ashamed, said, "I also acknowledge our school's principal as my great-grandfather. It wasn't my initiative; he brought it up himself. I just went along with it."

"I can understand that, but why do you treat Bao'er as your mother?" Liu Yanyan walked quickly ahead, wanting to pull Lu Mingfei away from this place as soon as possible to avoid some relatives suddenly appearing inexplicably later.

Lu Mingfei was thinking about this question seriously.

“Reassurance…” he continued, “A sense of security, there is an indescribable sense of security when I am with her, it feels like a mother’s embrace.”

Liu Yanyan was taken aback after hearing this.

"I can do it too, and it's even more comfortable to hug than Bao'er."

"Get lost, you're trying to take advantage of me again." Lu Mingfei understood the other meaning behind Liu Yanyan's words.

"Haven't you taken advantage of me enough?" Liu Yanyan squinted and rolled her eyes at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei stared at the pristine white ceiling as if he hadn't heard anything. This ceiling was truly a ceiling.

"Don't play dumb with me."

"This is a matter of mutual consent, how can it be considered taking advantage?"

Liu Yanyan ignored Lu Mingfei's sophistry.