Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

"Why is the old man so nice to you! Every time I call him, he tells me to wait a little longer and that the car will be here soon."

"Junior brother, what class are you, exactly?"

"I don't know either." Lu Mingfei took a breath, "but it seems that our train has been secured."

He seriously doubted whether he and Fingel would have had to wait here for two or three days if he hadn't made that call.

Kassel College is so irresponsible in its admissions process for new students!

Lu Mingfei's unease grew stronger, but considering that this was a prestigious American school that he had managed to get into through his parents' connections, he suppressed his urge to complain and decided to decide whether to stay or leave once he was at the school.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Internet Cafe Teams

Professor Guderian called again midway through, telling Lu Mingfei to wait in the waiting room at 2 a.m. when no one was around.

Before he could even ask why, the phone was disconnected again.

He flew thousands of miles to the United States, expecting a wonderful college life and hot American girls, but what awaited him was a burly senior student who was eager to be fed and a completely unreliable dilapidated train.

Helpless, he could only take Fingel outside to wait.

After wandering around for a while, the two finally found an internet cafe.

Sitting on the sofa, surrounded by the unique smell of smoke and the clatter of keyboards of an internet cafe, Lu Mingfei finally found a sense of belonging.

"This place suits me best." He slumped onto the sofa, hugging a soft, large pillow.

He feels uncomfortable standing, sitting, or lying down outside, but he immediately feels comfortable once he sits in front of the computer.

This is the place he has spent the most time in his life. If you don't count sleeping, he spends more time in internet cafes than at home.

Whenever he can't calm down, he'll rent an afternoon off and play games to his heart's content, leaving all his worries behind.

"Senior brother, what games do you play?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I can play them all. Counter-Strike, StarCraft, Empire Wars, none of them are difficult for me." Fingel sat next to Lu Mingfei, and the headphones that fit perfectly on his head looked like a small version.

"Let's play Counter-Strike then." The two launched the CS client.

A new Resident Evil mode was recently released, and he and Old Tang had already tried it out. They found it very exciting and fun to play.

"Left! Left! Hold the point, bro!" Lu Mingfei shouted orders all at once.

“I’m over there! I picked up a cannon. Junior brother, come here, I’ll throw it to you!” Fingel said, spittle flying everywhere.

The two were locked in a fierce battle, their guns flashing blue flames as they manipulated the mouse.

Games are always the fastest way to enhance the relationship between two men. Before long, they went from being strangers to being teammates fighting side by side.

You can confidently entrust your back to the man sitting next to you.

"Phew, we won." Fingel and Lu Mingfei high-fived.

"Junior brother, your skills are pretty good."

"You're not bad either, senior brother."

The two appreciated each other's talents and seemed like old friends.

"One more round, GO! GO! GO!" Fingel cheered, putting on his headphones.

“Wait a minute, a friend of mine is here,” Lu Mingfei said.

The newcomer was none other than Old Tang. Before they knew it, it was already six o'clock in the evening. He and Fingel each ordered a bucket of instant noodles and a hot dog.

It was all his money. He didn't lack money for hamburgers, but Fingel was so engrossed in playing that he didn't even want to eat, so he just made do with some instant noodles.

"Bro? Didn't you go to school? What, you went to an internet cafe on your first day?" Old Tang sent a message, and Lu Mingfei could almost imagine his smug expression.

"Come on, let's get into voice chat. I have one more person here." Without saying a word, Lu Mingfei pulled Lao Tang into the voice chat channel.

"Senior, this is my friend, Lao Tang," Lu Mingfei introduced. "Lao Tang, that new account belongs to my senior from Kassel College."

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"I've heard so much about you."

The two guys started chatting like old friends.

“It’s truly a remarkable coincidence that the three of us brothers are gathered here today,” Fingel said, slurping his instant noodles.

"What's wrong? You want to start a sworn brotherhood like the Three Kingdoms?" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes at him and took a bite of his hot dog.

"It's not impossible," Old Tang replied, seemingly also eating instant noodles. Lu Mingfei could hear the slurping sound of the noodles being swallowed. "How about the three of us form a team, and you guys come up with a name?"

“Let me think about it, how about calling it American Violent Bear!” Fingel suggested.

"Old-fashioned."

"vulgar."

"How about we call it the Hunter Squad?" Old Tang said.

"It's pretty much the same as mine," Fingel muttered.

"How about calling it Sekiro: The Wolf Squad?" Lu Mingfei had a sudden inspiration.

When he was in Ashina, many people called him Sekiro, and although he didn't know why, it sounded pretty cool.

"good."

"agree."

Old Tang and Finger both agreed, and the great trio "Sekiro" was officially formed today in the internet cafe!

"Let's fight, brothers!"

"rush B! Rush B!"

The characters in the game wear the team name "Sekiro" and headgear that looks like black stockings, and they march forward triumphantly.

The three of them moved with impunity, dominating their opponents in the battle channel.

That night, players on every channel remembered the "Sekiro" team.

......

At 1:30 a.m., they finished another match.

"That's about it. Come again next time if you have the chance." Lu Mingfei, his mouth dry, said goodbye to Lao Tang.

He had a lot of fun today; he hadn't been this happy in a long time.

"Bro, let me play sniper next time, and I'll show you my marksmanship."

"No, no, no, let me do it. At school, I'm known as the sniper god. I can hit the bullseye every time." Fingel interrupted.

The three laughed heartily in the voice channel, reluctantly saying goodbye.

It's really hard to find two brothers like this; friendship has always held a very important place in a man's heart.

The saying "I'd go to great lengths for a friend" is not just empty words.

Although American schools are unreliable, he was fortunate to have made two good friends.

"The train is coming soon, we're leaving now," Lu Mingfei said. "One day, the Sekiro team will stand on the WCG podium and raise the trophy."

"Come on, you think you can win the championship? You should go to school and report for duty," Old Tang said.

"Next time I'll bring my senior brother to find you, and we'll have a real 3v3 match."

"You're welcome anytime, but I won't provide meals."

“Well, we should at least get a hot dog,” Fingel said.

"That's something we can consider."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly and logged off the computer.

He bought himself and Fingel a Coke, quietly climbed over the fence, and sat in the empty waiting room, waiting for 2 a.m. to arrive.

After shouting "rush B" all day, his throat was a little hoarse. The chilled cola flowed down his throat, moistening his dry tongue and lips.

"Awesome!" the two exclaimed in unison.

Just then, the sound of bells and train whistles came from outside.

A train pulls into the station, its headlights flashing across the platform. At two in the morning, on a night without any extra trains, the CC1000 express train arrives.

A dark figure appeared at the empty ticket gate. It was a person wearing a dark green train conductor's uniform, shaking a golden bell in his hand, with a golden train conductor's badge pinned to his hat, holding a flashlight in one hand and a card reader in the other.

"CC1000 Express Train, passengers please prepare to board, passengers please prepare to board." The train conductor's voice echoed in the hall.

The two guards then fell into a deep sleep, seemingly unaware of the train's arrival.

Chapter Thirty: The Giant Lizard

In the dead of night, a train conductor dressed in such antique attire appeared in a modern Chicago train station. It was an incredible sight, yet no one paid him any attention.

"Are you all blind?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It's just the effect of his Word of Power. That guy is a perfectly normal living person, and he's even a Backstreet Boys fan," Fingel said as he walked over there.

"Words of power?" Lu Mingfei asked, somewhat puzzled.

He hadn't heard that this was an academy that taught magic before he came.

He had his doubts, but since he was already there, why not get on the bus?

The two took out their tickets from their pockets, dragged their bags, and headed towards the ticket gate.

Unlike his classic attire, the train attendant was chewing gum and blowing bubbles, looking rather trendy, like an American boy who does rap.

The train conductor took Fingel's ticket and swiped it through the ticket machine. The green light came on, and there was a "beep".

"Fingal, aren't you going to drop out of school yet?" the train conductor said. "I thought I wouldn't see you this year."

“I’m a man of my word,” Fingel said. “The car came pretty fast this time. I thought I’d have to wait for days like last time.”

“You’ve been downgraded to ‘F’ level. This express train was specially added for our ‘S’ level freshman Lu Mingfei. Normally, you would have to wait until the evening of the day after tomorrow to get on the train.” The train conductor shouted as he shoved Finger inside.

"Welcome, Lu Mingfei." The train attendant, wearing white gloves, gracefully helped Lu Mingfei with his luggage.

"Please forgive our lateness." The train conductor said apologetically, "There was a problem with the dispatching. We should have come to pick you up immediately, but perhaps your rank is too high, so the system malfunctioned."