Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

"No, he's my personal coach."

"Please, please give me that person's contact information," the opponent sent a humble emoji.

"Of course... no."

Chapter 112 Son of a Wanted Criminal, Grandson of a Hero

Lu Mingfei had never encountered such a stubborn person in StarCraft.

He lost at least seven or eight times, but he was still not convinced and demanded a fight. In the end, he was still completely crushed by him.

Whether the other player became depressed after being beaten or for some other reason, they suddenly surrendered midway through the fight.

Turning around, I saw Nuwa wearing a dustproof suit, holding her phone, laughing hysterically, her tail lightly slapping the ground.

"Nuwa?"

"...Oh, it's over? You're really something, that guy's getting impatient." Nuwa chuckled mischievously, removing her dust-proof suit, having lost interest in polishing the snake's tail.

Her eyes lit up when she looked at Lu Mingfei, as if she had seen a treasure and wished she could possess him.

"What were you going to ask again?" Because her clothes had no pockets, Nuwa tossed her phone onto the table beside her.

"...About Kassel College," Lu Mingfei blurted out.

He doesn't even know much about the university where he's going to spend the next four years. If it turns out to be a disaster, it will be too late to regret it.

Not to mention, although she has a tough style, she is considered by Nuwa to be someone who is not respectable.

This contrast raises questions about the true value of Kassel College's top ranking as a mixed-race college. Is it just hype from others, or does it genuinely possess real strength?

"The information about Kassel College is there, go look for yourself." Nuwa dismissed Lu Mingfei, went to the computer, and after confirming that Lu Mingfei had left, she opened StarCraft again and began to experiment with the techniques she had secretly learned.

Lu Mingfei found the information about Kassel College in a corner.

It's a thick stack of pages; it will take quite a while to read through it.

He glanced at it briefly.

Kassel College was established in the last century and was a professional dragon-slaying school dominated by the Secret Party, a mixed-race organization. It was once committed to militarized management, but after the Greenland incident, it disbanded its militarized management. Angers often embezzled public funds, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the Secret Party, which is now the school board. The students were undisciplined and did not study. Most of the mixed-race students who graduated were useless.

Lu Mingfei felt that this information was compiled by someone with a great prejudice against Kassel College. How could the prestigious number one dragon-slaying school be like this?

There is some information about my parents on it, but not much.

After Lu Lincheng and his companion joined Kassel College, they began carrying out missions there. They participated in Project ████ and returned to China in ██, leaving behind a child named Lu Mingfei who then disappeared. An investigation revealed that the two were members of ███, and a warrant was issued for their arrest. Anyone who sees the two mixed-race individuals and resists is allowed to attack, and in critical situations, they can be killed.

Lu Mingfei looked at the information with confusion. What had his parents done to warrant an arrest warrant from the mixed-race population in China? What was the plan behind these black blocks? And who were they?

Turning to the next page, I saw information about my great-grandfather.

Lu Shanyan is a ███, a hero.

For the first time, he felt that things had gotten so complicated that he needed to consult Zhang Chulan.

His great-grandfather was a hero, and his parents were wanted by the police.

What about myself? What kind of person should I become? A nurturing person like my parents? Or a hero like my great-grandfather?

Looking at the document, Lu Mingfei felt as if he had been transported to another world. He had never believed that his parents were wanted criminals, but now the wanted poster was right in front of him.

Moreover, it took place in the room of the head of the Zhou family, one of the most powerful mixed-race families in the country, so its authenticity is beyond doubt.

As the son of a wanted criminal, he will never be able to take the civil service exam again.

As for his parents, they should be in America, since many people who are wanted by the authorities go to America to make a living.

Lu Mingfei tapped the table listlessly.

This information is making me very anxious.

"Fuck your mother!" Nuwa's voice boomed once again.

Then came the familiar sound of keyboards being violently pounded, a loud, clanging sound.

They waited until Nuwa calmed down again.

Lu Mingfei then walked over.

Nuwa's face and neck were as red as ripe tomatoes, and even her ears were very bright red. She stared angrily at the defeat results screen.

She silently commented on Nuwa: "A girl who's bad at the game but addicted to the internet."

"..." Nuwa turned around, her almost blood-red eyes fixed on Lu Mingfei. If looks could kill, Lu Mingfei would already be a corpse.

"Lord Nuwa, I know you are excited, but please don't get excited yet. I will help you get revenge right away."

Lu Mingfei entered the game again, invited the same person from before, gave him a good beating, and then closed the game.

Seeing the enemy's nest turn into a pool of blood, Nuwa's anger subsided considerably.

"I followed your method exactly, so why can't I win? First..." Nuwa explained slowly.

The opponent's actions were fine, but they were rigid and inflexible, meaning they lacked game awareness.

Lu Mingfei provided a clear and concise explanation of the purpose of this step, its impact on the future, and how to make changes.

Nuwa listened with great interest, nodding contentedly, overjoyed.

At a crucial moment in his story, Lu Mingfei abruptly changed the subject, "Alright, then let me ask you, what is a Dragon Lord?"

Nuwa was still immersed in the interstellar battle she had just played, and answered naturally.

"The Dragon Lords are the dragons created by the original dragon Nidhogg, the first generation of dragons, totaling nine, each wielding one of the five elements: spirit, wind, earth, water, fire..."

Nuwa then realized what was happening, and with a whoosh, she used her long, cool tail to coil around Lu Mingfei, looking down at him as she slowly tightened the grip of her snake tail.

"You actually dare to try and trick me into revealing whether you're a traitor sent by that old geezer from Kassel College!"

Lu Mingfei's bones cracked as Nuwa's snake tail squeezed him.

He blurted it out of curiosity, but he didn't expect Nuwa to react so strongly, binding him instantly.

However, the cool scales against his skin were indeed very comfortable. It would have been even better if they were a little softer. But judging from the force, the other party did not intend to kill him, but was just testing him.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth, but of course, he had to be more easygoing and flattering.

"My lady, please understand. I was tricked into Kassel College by Guderian using a letter from my parents. Before I met Attorney Zhou, I didn't even know what Kassel College was. How could I possibly be a traitor?"

Lu Mingfei said righteously and sternly, "You can call me anything else, but you absolutely cannot call me a traitor!"

Nuwa's bright eyes suddenly lit up with a pair of dazzling golden pupils, staring at Lu Mingfei without any emotion, before finally speaking after a long while.

"Hmph." Nuwa flicked her snake tail and released Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was panting heavily. He had been bound instantly and hadn't even had time to use the Yang Five Thunder Technique.

The oppressive aura emanating from the golden eyes caused the Qi within his body to enter a brief period of dormancy, demonstrating the truly terrifying strength of the Zhou family patriarch.

"Considering you played StarCraft quite well, I'll let you off this time." Nuwa's gaze kept glancing at the computer and Lu Mingfei.

"However, you'll have to write a StarCraft strategy guide, or you won't be getting out of here."

In return, I can answer your question.

"...No problem." Writing StarCraft guides was just a piece of cake for Lu Mingfei. He had occasionally written guides for Under One Person and posted them on the forum for others to learn from. He was already an old hand at it.

It only takes a little research to finish writing it.

"Alright, I'll tell you about what's going to happen to the Dragon Lord next."

Nuwa paused for a moment, trying her best to make her youthful voice sound solemn and deep.

“Long ago, Nidhogg created the White King with his own power. The White King could control the spiritual elements. Later, for some unknown reason, the White King was banished and sealed away, and his whereabouts are unknown.”

"Perhaps they've taken a liking to each other but won't let me...hehehe..." Nuwa realized she had gone off-topic and coughed to bring it back on track.

"Later, when Nidhogg created the first generation of beings, namely the eight dragon kings, he specially created a pair of twins to govern an element, and these twins each had their own flaws."

"It's definitely revenge. She took a liking to the White King, but he didn't agree, so she vented her anger on the next batch of creations, namely the Eight Dragon Lords... Sorry, I've gone off-topic again." Nuwa couldn't help but want to share her gossip once she started talking.

"Later, Nidhogg died for some unknown reason. No one recorded where he died or who or what kind of person or dragon killed him. Thus, it became the first unsolved mystery in the world of hybrids."

"After Nidhogg's death, the eight dragon kings fell out and began to fight over the division of the family. There was a ruthless character named Norton who forged several alchemical weapons that could kill his brothers and sisters. Somehow, the other dragons seemed to hear the news and either ran away or disappeared."

"As for the other second-generation or third-generation dragons, they were killed by our predecessors with human lives. Those that couldn't be killed were sealed. A few years ago, a pair of water-attribute dragon lords came to our territory to cause trouble. Later, the Zhou family joined forces with several other families to use the lives of high-level hybrids to kill them. However, because this dragon lord had been awakened for a long time and had retrieved a lot of power, it took almost all of the best generation of several families to kill before the strongest dragon lord was sealed. The weak one ran away and went straight to the north into the sea."

Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard that the Zhou family's main branch rarely interfered in outside affairs. Where did he hear so much about this?

Nuwa noticed Lu Mingfei's question.

"Our secrecy and accumulation of strength, and our lack of concern for the outside world, does not mean that we are unaware of anything."

“We have a history, a history spanning five thousand years. These things passed down from us are much more reliable than what foreign countries find out from who-knows-where.”

Nuwa introduced herself with great pride.

Lu Mingfei had no way to refute it.

"If you let me know all this, what if the people at Kassel College brainwash me and force me to tell them?"

Only then did Nuwa cancel her golden eyes, responding with considerable pride.

"I used a truth spell, so you won't be able to tell anyone what I just said."

Lu Mingfei looked at Nuwa in surprise.

"Word magic can be used like this?"

Chapter 113 I'm quitting

"The uses of the power of words are numerous."

Lu Mingfei has already witnessed it.

At the same time, I felt a slight tingling sensation on my scalp.

This world might be a bit dangerous.

The nine dragon lords use elemental power to destroy the world whenever they feel like it.

What did the world do to deserve this? It's constantly being destroyed. What did it do wrong? Surely it can't be wrong about everything? Where will they live after the world is destroyed?

His thoughts were wandering too far, so he had to bring them back.