Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

Lu Mingfei took out the key from his bag, opened the door, entered the dark room, and pressed the light switch by the door, instantly illuminating the room.

The dormitories at Kassel College are well soundproofed. Once the door is closed, you can't hear any noise from next door unless they scream at an extremely loud decibel. Otherwise, Lu Mingfei won't be disturbed.

I glanced at my phone; it was 9:20, neither early nor late.

For some special reason, his plan to inspect the progress of the Norton Pavilion project failed. Considering that it would be pointless to go and he might even be caught by a certain kind lady, he returned to his dormitory early.

I've watched 14 episodes of the TV series "Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu," and there are still 11 episodes left to watch.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, then went to the washroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. He took off his school uniform, changed into his bear pajamas, and filled a large basin with hot water.

Pour a pot of boiling water into a foot bath basin, place your cold feet on the rim of the basin, wait for the steam to slowly warm the soles of your feet, and then gradually immerse your feet completely in the hot water.

The soles of your feet will turn bright red from the heat, which invigorates your meridians and washes away all the fatigue of the day.

Lu Mingfei sat on the edge of the bed, soaking his feet in hot water. A pair of flip-flops he had brought from his aunt's house were placed next to the foot bath.

The Hebrew textbook has an 800-word essay section; he only memorized half of the periodic table required for Alchemy Chemistry Level 1; and he didn't write a single word for the PPT for Magic Design Level 1, and he has no experience in making PPTs, so he doesn't know what it will look like.

Lu Mingfei sighed, thinking that he would search for tutorials on making PPTs online later.

Just then, the familiar "ding ding ding ding" sound rang in my ears.

My phone vibrated; a new message had come from my QQ contact, "Eri's QQ".

Upon clicking, it turned out to be another classic brown emoji.

Lu Mingfei's expression turned strange: "She seems to really like that expression..."

This poop with a smiling face is really mesmerizing; one look and it'll be imprinted in your mind.

"What is Sakura doing?" Erii sent another message.

“I’m washing my feet,” Lu Mingfei said.

A few seconds after the message was sent, a brown poop appeared on the screen, looking like chocolate-flavored ice cream.

"..." Lu Mingfei used ellipses to express his feelings.

To use a popular internet phrase, at this moment, I feel like a million alpacas are galloping through my mind.

However, he was met with the master's classic expression.

"Hiss~" Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, scratched his head, and didn't know how to deal with it.

He discovered that this emoji was incredibly versatile; he could use it mindlessly no matter what he said.

So he silently opened the emoji list, flipped to the sixth one in the seventh column, and gently pressed it.

Suddenly, another adorable dad appeared in the chat box.

He used their own methods against them, and after he released the message, he felt as if he had been constipated for a week and then suddenly felt a refreshing breeze on his head, leaving him feeling cool all over.

However, Erii seemed unwilling to give up, and sent over a string of brown baba shaped like candied hawthorns.

Lu Mingfei was not to be outdone, his fingers flying across the keyboard. The two seemed to be battling with their expressions, exchanging blows.

Finally, Lu Mingfei won the game by a narrow margin. Erii said in a conceding tone, "Sakura is amazing, she can produce so much poop at once."

Something about this sounds off, but it also seems to make sense.

"Can you play games with me today?" Erii asked.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and said, "Okay, can you wait for me for a bit? I'll be there after I wash my feet."

Screw PowerPoint! Today I'm playing games!

He wasn't slacking off; he was just feeling very agitated, especially after leaving Fingel's ward. He had an inexplicable sense of unease.

If there's a punching bag in front of him, he'll immediately start throwing heavy punches at it—left hook, right hook, uppercut, lowercut—until he's completely exhausted.

However, this feeling subsided considerably after the "expression battle" with Erii.

"Okay," Erii replied.

Lu Mingfei quickly dried his feet, poured the foot-washing water into the toilet, and deftly turned on his PS3 game console.

The two continued playing Uncharted 2. After playing twice, they had developed a tacit understanding. When they fought, Erii would take out her small pistol and fire a few shots. The sound of the gunshots was like the referee blowing a whistle at the start of a wrestling match. Then Lu Mingfei would carry a submachine gun and engage in a shooting exchange with a group of soldiers, while Erii would wander around on the side, occasionally banging her head against the wall for a while.

When puzzles require teamwork, Lu Mingfei searches for mechanisms and props around him. Once he finds a way to pass the level, he types on the public screen, giving instructions step by step. If they fail and get stuck, they search for walkthroughs online without hesitation.

It looks like a max-level player in World of Warcraft is carrying a newbie who's never played the game through a dungeon; they can just lie back and relax.

"I travel north, leaving behind the season that held you..."

At 11:30, my phone alarm went off.

This is the alarm clock that Lu Mingfei just set, to remind himself not to exceed the time limit.

Of course he could play, but he didn't want to indulge himself. He had made a plan the night that Master Erii was instructing him: except for weekends, he could not play games for more than 2 hours on weekdays.

Although it was a promise he made to himself, and no one would know whether he kept it or not, he didn't intend to go back on his word. Last night was a special case, and he felt guilty for standing someone up, so he "worked overtime." There was no reason for him to stay up all night again today.

"That's enough for today, Master. I have class tomorrow, so I need to get some sleep," Lu Mingfei typed.

“Mm,” Erii said.

Lu Mingfei saved the game, turned off the game console, tidied up the textbooks he needed for tomorrow, turned off the lights, and went to bed.

He was very tired, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

For some reason, he doesn't have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds, and he slept very well during his first week in Kassel.

After tossing and turning in bed for more than half an hour, he picked up his phone from under his pillow, opened his browser, and typed "What to do about insomnia at night?" into the Google search engine.

A bunch of eye-catching headlines popped up.

[What to do about chronic insomnia? Here are a few methods to help you fall asleep easily.]

[Ten ways to overcome depression; how to treat insomnia and depression.]

[90% of cases of frequent insomnia are caused by this; one trick to get rid of it completely!]

"First, soothing music helps you sleep..."

"Secondly, moderate exercise before bed..."

"Third, soak your feet and massage your body before bed..."

However, after watching for a while, he became even more energetic and even wanted to go downstairs for a short jog and buy some barbecue for a late-night snack at the cafeteria.

He switched his QQ account to "Sunset Marks," but remained in stealth mode.

Little Fatty should be attending classes or taking exams at Shilan High School right now, with a higher probability of taking exams. High school knowledge is usually taught in the first and second years, and the entire third year is spent reviewing and filling in any gaps in knowledge.

Shilan High School is an elite private school, with tuition fees tens of thousands more expensive than public schools. Therefore, it is very strict in education, with small tests every three days and big tests every five days. Unless you have the grades of Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua, who are guaranteed to get into Tsinghua or Peking University, most students spend most of their time struggling in a sea of ​​questions.

Of course, there are also students like Lu Mingfei who pay high fees to get into the top classes. In a regular school, someone like him wouldn't even be able to get into a university. But with the excellent and abundant educational resources of Shilan High School, he can easily get into a university and even compete for a top-tier university.

"Snake" continues his habit of sending one message a day, sharing his life with "Sunset".

To reward him for getting first place in the class, his aunt said she would take him to Aspasia for dinner, which is a Michelin three-star restaurant where a meal costs at least several thousand or tens of thousands of dollars.

If he can maintain this level of performance, he will have a chance to compete for admission to Tsinghua or Peking University next year. However, he said that his ambitions lie elsewhere and that he must get an offer from an American university and go to a foreign land to "find the sunset".

I must say, he's quite the romantic.

How could he have been so bewitched by a young girl he met online?

He hadn't even spoken to "Sunset" in person; their chats consisted of typing and using emojis. They had exchanged photos, though. Lu Mingfei had sent photos of beautiful women from the internet who didn't show their faces, while "Snake" had sent photos of herself, albeit photoshopped. She had her phone covering her face, and her broad body was shown with the mouse. She was wearing the uniform of Shilan High School, and she actually looked quite convincing.

"This love can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was already a regret..."

Let's keep this account and chat history; after all, he wronged his cousin.

When my cousin gets married and has children, I'll find an opportunity to boldly admit it. A man should be able to take responsibility for his actions; he has that much courage.

If he were kept in the dark his whole life, he would truly be a terrible villain.

Lu Mingfei shook his head and switched back to QQ.

Less than three seconds after the switch, Erii sent another message.

"Sakura, aren't you asleep?"

It seems that Erii must have set him to receive special attention. Whenever he logs on, there will be a vibration and a special notification sound, since he is Erii's only friend.

Lu Mingfei was very familiar with this feature because he had set Chen Wenwen to be on his "special attention" list for all three years of high school. Every time Chen Wenwen came online, he would find an excuse to go and talk to her within three seconds.

"I can't sleep..." Lu Mingfei said.

Now, he has experienced what it's like to be a "goddess".

“I can fall asleep after taking a shower,” Erii sent a water droplet.

"I just have some insomnia," Lu Mingfei said. "Master, don't worry about me, I'll be able to fall asleep in a little while."

"Can you still play with me tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow won't work."

"Sakura, are you going to work too?"

"Work? Why would you say 'go to work'?"

Lu Mingfei was a little confused. He had clearly said that he was a college student, so why would the master say that he was going to work?

“My brother always leaves to go to work. He says he’ll play with me after he finishes work, so does Sakura also go to work?”

"No... I'm a student, I'm still in school, I'll start working after I graduate."

"Can't students go to work? Is Sakura the leader of the Revolutionary Army, and is he going to attack District 13 tomorrow?"

"District Thirteen? Revolutionary Army?" Lu Mingfei had a question mark above his head.

"Wasn't Japan occupied by Holy Britain and renamed District 13?"

"But that's a story from an anime. Japan is just Japan, how could it be the 13th district?"

Lu Mingfei found the "master's" thought process strange. Who would apply things from anime to reality? Or was his passion for the show just too strong?

He asked a few more questions, wanting to see if the "master" was acting. Although Lu Mingfei watched anime, he only watched it and basically did not participate in online social interactions related to anime. However, he had heard of role-playing groups where enthusiasts would change their nicknames to the names of anime characters and then chat in the tone of the anime characters.

After chatting for a while, he realized that the "master" didn't seem to be joking, but genuinely believed that these things had actually happened. It was as if she had never been to the outside world. After Lu Mingfei explained some knowledge to her, she asked a lot of questions.

For example: "Are there sea kings in the ocean?"

"Do Devil Fruits really taste like poop?"