Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Lu Mingfei knew that backing down could resolve many issues and prevent a fight, making it a good option.

"Who wants to eat you?" The childish voice rang out again; it was the same voice that had just heard him swear.

Lu Mingfei looked up in surprise.

The snake's tail scales were neatly arranged, and the surface of the scales shimmered with an eerie light under the illumination of the lamp, as if they had been waxed.

Above that was the upper body of a girl who looked to be in her teens, with her arms crossed over her chest, a slightly chubby face, and a pair of bright eyes looking at the somewhat timid Lu Mingfei with surprise.

The pink skirt covered the junction between the human body and the snake's tail.

"Nuwa?" Lu Mingfei was shocked by the image of the "girl" in front of him. She was exactly the same as the figure in mythology, with a human body and a snake tail.

“Not Nuwa, but the Goddess of Wa,” the girl retorted. “How can I be compared to the legendary Goddess? My name is inherited; only powerful hybrids can inherit this name.”

She pursed her lips, tilted her head, and stared at Lu Mingfei, her supple body forming an eerie arc.

"Hmm...you're Lu Mingfei, an S-class freshman at Kassel College? A mixed-race person on the same level as that old geezer, Angers?"

"I don't know why this 'S-rank' came to me. I'm baffled by it too," Lu Mingfei chuckled, trying to brush it off.

The powerful mixed-race family, the main branch of the Zhou family, is in a safe location. Could this girl in front of me be the head of the Zhou family?

“That’s true. Although your parents are quite powerful, it doesn’t mean you are. Besides, your parents are wanted criminals.” Nuwa twisted her body and raised her tail at Lu Mingfei.

"Come with me."

Chapter 111 I Have a Friend

"..."

Lu Mingfei has many questions he wants to ask, stemming from his parents whom he can't even see, the mysterious and unpredictable Kassel College which is suspected to be a cult, and this ditch-like world.

“Angers?” Lu Mingfei pondered the name, feeling as if he had heard it somewhere before, perhaps from some noisy professor.

"A man over a hundred years old is the headmaster of Kassel College. Like Dumbledore, he's gay and apparently likes people named Menek. I heard he even had inappropriate thoughts about your great-grandfather, Lu Shanyan." Nuwa pouted and carefully recalled the gossip in her mind. One by one, the stories were revealed and swirled in her mind as she chuckled.

The snake's tail slithered excitedly and lightly, patting the ground with a clanging sound.

Her smile resembles that of a seasoned yaoi fangirl.

"...Huh?!" Lu Mingfei blinked hard, wondering if he had drunk too much and was still asleep because he was so excited to get rid of his aunt's family.

Are these sensational stories that I could only imagine when I'm awake?

My great-grandfather almost became my great-grandmother, or maybe he didn't, and I wouldn't have been born at all.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that this trip to Kassel College was a little unsafe, and that there might be risks in some areas.

"However, that old man is a genuine S-class hybrid, and it was he who suggested extending his reach into the country." Nuwa was very dissatisfied when she talked about Angers, her pearly teeth slightly biting as she slammed her snake tail heavily on the ground. "A troublemaker who only takes advantage of others' misfortunes and bullies the weak, talking about slaying dragons but never actually slaying any dragons."

Lu Mingfei remained silent. It wasn't the right time for him to interrupt; he could simply observe quietly.

Kassel College must be very strong or harmonious to be able to open a branch and preparatory class in this domestic environment. As the master of dragon slaying, it must be very excellent.

However, how will he face Principal Angers when he sees him again?

Lu Mingfei followed the girl's slithering snake tail to a room.

Each counter was filled with plastic figurines, including a young master wearing a straw hat, a ninja reincarnated as a powerful figure, and even a blond law student and a blue archaeology student displayed together.

The dazzling array of little figures captivated Lu Mingfei's attention, making him linger there, reluctant to leave.

Nuwa led him to a computer.

There was a huge mouse pad on the computer desk, which was damaged to varying degrees. Underneath the damage were dents with an iron-gray sheen, which looked like steel plates.

He observed the thickness of the computer desk; it was a full three centimeters.

On the left are two pink keyboards that have been smashed beyond repair, one of which the girl may have just broken. On the right are three identical keyboards.

"It must be the keyboard that's affecting my performance, or maybe the mouse. Otherwise, that person definitely wouldn't have lasted more than a few minutes against me." Nuwa pointed angrily at the keyboard that had been smashed to pieces.

Lu Mingfei noticed the game on Nuwa's computer; the failure message on the results page was glaringly obvious—it was StarCraft, a game he knew all too well.

"..." He could match Old Tang's skill with the red dot sight, and with a mouse, he was unbeatable in the internet cafe.

If you lack technical skills, don't blame the innocent mouse and keyboard.

Of course, Lu Mingfei didn't dare to say it out loud.

Nuwa took out a new keyboard from the side and skillfully connected it, while also replacing the mouse.

"I heard you're really good at StarCraft. I recently met an opponent who's incredibly strong, I think he's in the top ten of esports competitions. But this guy is a monster, he keeps messing with me... Friend, I've got his account, I'll let you get revenge for him."

Nuwa put her hands on her hips and looked diagonally upwards. "Um, if you could, you could teach my friend a few moves as well."

That friend is yourself, isn't it? I've already used this line before.

Unexpectedly, the Zhou family head is a girl addicted to the internet. Just to beat up an opponent she encountered, she invited me from afar. Having power means you can be a little willful.

"You're not going to eat me?" Lu Mingfei turned his head and glanced at Nuwa, who appeared quite tall due to the support of her snake tail. He could only look up at her slender figure and asked tentatively.

"Eat you?" Nuwa glanced at Lu Mingfei's figure with some disdain.

"With your skinny arms and legs, you're not even enough to fill my teeth."

Although Lu Mingfei felt safe, he also felt as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Ahem, I can help you defeat that person. In fair exchange, I would like to know some simple things. I hope the head of the family can answer them."

"Sure, I've got nothing else to do anyway. I don't like people calling me 'Master,' it makes me sound old. Just call me Nuwa." Nuwa said somewhat casually.

awesome.

Lu Mingfei was overjoyed. The Zhou family patriarch definitely knew more than anyone else.

He casually found a stool, sat down, and sent a challenge to his former opponent.

"Your opponent is very formidable. He controls the rhythm of the human race very skillfully, often experiencing explosive economic growth, then begins to suppress and snowball, ultimately winning." When Nuwa introduced him, her bright eyes lost their luster, as if she were looking at an insurmountable mountain.

Thanks to Lao Tang, Lu Mingfei now has a large number of ways to deal with the human race.

Lu Mingfei still chose the Zerg race. The keyboard and mouse felt very smooth and did not affect the game operation at all.

He established a small advantage early on by leveraging his long-standing experience with the human race, stabilized his economy, deployed tactics and strategies, and focused intently on the game. Soon, the opponent's disadvantage became increasingly apparent.

Nuwa stood there stunned, watching Lu Mingfei's swift and powerful maneuvers quickly suppress the opponent who had defeated her "friend," and destroy the opponent's base in just a few minutes.

The opponent who could completely crush her "friend" was now showing signs of defeat in less than twenty minutes in Lu Mingfei's hands.

Is this what a master is like?

She strained her eyes, watching Lu Mingfei's actions closely, worried about missing any detail.

Lu Mingfei's hand speed and sharp awareness gradually made it difficult for Nuwa to keep up. She wanted to stop several times to learn Lu Mingfei's combat strategy, but seeing that he was focused on the game, she stopped.

Even after the enemy base exploded, he was still not recovered from the exciting game and just stared blankly at the computer screen that showed victory.

After a long silence, Nuwa finally spoke, "Holy crap, that's awesome?"

"Just lucky," Lu Mingfei said modestly, with a hint of pride.

Luck? Nuwa glared at Lu Mingfei. Luck? She could easily defeat an opponent who had tormented her dozens of times?

"I made a mistake just now; I let you win on purpose," the opponent challenged, clearly dissatisfied.

Ignoring his opponent's information, Lu Mingfei looked at the dumbfounded Nuwa.

"Shall we continue?"

"Beat him! This bastard has abused me... dozens of times. Today, I'll give him a good beating!" Nuwa chuckled evilly. "Let him taste what it's like to be abused."

Lu Mingfei accepted his opponent's invitation.

Once you enter the game, it's still a battle between the Terrans and the Zerg.

This time, the opponent's offensive was very swift, attempting to disrupt Lu Mingfei's combat rhythm.

But Lu Mingfei remained calm and composed in dealing with his opponent's offensive, meeting each challenge head-on.

Nuwa stared blankly at Lu Mingfei's actions, as he used various techniques she couldn't understand at all, leaving her somewhat bewildered. But as she watched Lu Mingfei gradually suppress her opponent on the screen, and finally the base exploded once again.

A feeling arises that this operation, though incomprehensible, is incredibly awesome.

Nuwa couldn't help but cheer for Lu Mingfei.

"That's fantastic! We've gotten our revenge!"

She jumped and cheered on the ground, celebrating her victory with great joy.

"Just keep beating him hard, beat him hard as long as he fights back." She gently patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder with her cool, smooth snake tail.

"?" Lu Mingfei was startled by the sudden thing on his shoulder, and only felt relieved after confirming that it was Nuwa's smooth, polished snake tail.

His opponent also sent a question mark, asking if Lu Mingfei had finally figured it out and why he was so powerful this time. Unconvinced, he issued another challenge.

Lu Mingfei lied and claimed that he had attained enlightenment in Longchang. Since the other party was cooperating so well, he couldn't let them and Nuwa down.

The utter domination began again, time and time again.

After several victories, Nuwa watched Lu Mingfei's various operations with envy, each time trying to find some techniques she could learn from them.

As the number of matches increased, Nuwa increasingly felt that the gap between Lu Mingfei and his opponents was enormous, like heaven and earth.

The gap in strength between her and Lu Mingfei was indescribable. In fact, because the gap was so large, she gave up the idea of ​​trying to get even a small piece of information from Lu Mingfei to bolster her own position.

A feeling of boredom arose for no reason. She curled her snake body into a spring-like shape and leaned against it, yawning and celebrating Lu Mingfei's every victory.

Even when his opponent finally lost his temper and used all his skills, he still couldn't last long against Lu Mingfei.

The opponent typed "GG" to admit defeat.

Nuwa was already drowsy; such a high-level battle, like advanced mathematics, made her want to fall asleep.

He glanced at his snake tail, took out a polishing machine from a cabinet piled with miscellaneous items, put on a dustproof suit, plugged in the power, started the buzzing polishing machine, and hummed a cheerful little tune as he began polishing the already smooth scales once again.

The notification sound from her phone interrupted Nuwa's maintenance of her tail.

"You're ruthless. You actually picked a champion-level player to fight me. I admit defeat this time. I'll never bother you again, and you shouldn't bother me either..." the opponent sent a message.

Nuwa smiled knowingly, "Hmph, those who bully weaklings will eventually get bullied themselves."

Ding.

"Could you recommend that champion-level player to me? I have a good friend who wants to spar with him," the opponent said.