Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, let them live with regrets for the rest of their lives.

"Clearly, in my dream, there were burning fires and collapsing buildings everywhere, along with people's tragic cries." Old Tang's usually comedic appearance turned serious, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"I once read a theory that the dreams people have at night are less a reflection of what they think about during the day and more a mixture of information that we forget during the day, a subconscious recollection that we've forgotten," Lu Mingfei analyzed.

"What you mean is..."

"Perhaps you came into contact with information about fires, disasters, etc. without realizing it, but it was all released in the form of dreams at night."

Old Tang shook his head: "That dream was too real... Oh right, there was also a voice that kept calling me brother."

Unfortunately, I couldn't find him anywhere, and then I woke up from the dream.

"I never knew you were such a siscon, Lao Tang."

"It was actually a little boy's voice."

"...It's okay, I did it too."

"...??"

"Ahem, so what does this have to do with the treasure map you mentioned?" Lu Mingfei asked, puzzled.

Old Tang chuckled: "As the saying goes, bowling has a second throw, and dreams can also have a second sleep."

I dreamt that I was in a huge, oppressive bronze city, with many gears spinning.

I didn't pay much attention to these bizarre dreams; I just assumed I'd been reading too many tomb raiding novels lately.

But when I woke up, a clear map appeared in my mind, a floor plan of the Bronze City, with one place shining brightly, as if marking a key point, reminding me that there was treasure there.

I could feel that thing's irresistible attraction to me, and my body's instincts urged me to hurry up and dig for treasure there.

Now, as long as I consciously make the connection, I can see that map clearly.

Tell me, isn't this a blessing from God?

"I'm going to make a fortune!" Old Tang exclaimed excitedly.

"Is that so?" Lu Mingfei was also surprised. But then he thought that he already had a system, so it wasn't strange that Old Tang had an extra treasure map in his mind.

Old Tang is a good friend; he never thought of keeping it all to himself, but rather sharing it with Lu Mingfei.

Of course, some were also drawn by Lu Mingfei's astonishing strength, which proved to be a great asset in their adventure.

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment: "I have a question."

Old Tang said generously, "Go ahead and speak freely."

Lu Mingfei shrugged: "We have the floor plan of Bronze City, but the key question is, do you know where that city is hidden?"

Old Tang slapped his forehead: "I was careless! I forgot about that!"

Lu Mingfei: "..."

However, Old Tang is an optimist. He said, "Maybe I'll dream about it after I take another nap."

"Then I wish you a safe journey." Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Mhm." Old Tang nodded.

Then he asked, "Mingming, what are your plans for the future?"

Lu Mingfei pondered, "The matter in Kunshan is almost resolved. I plan to go back to Xiangyang first, stay for two days, and if nothing unexpected happens, I will return to Rongcheng."

“Then I’ll go with you. Anyway, I’m a freelancer and there’s no mandatory 996 work schedule. I was planning to take a break anyway.”

“Of course it would be great,” Lu Mingfei said. “It’s just that Xiangyang is a big family, and there are a lot of rules there. Old Tang, you have to obediently accept the arrangements wherever you go.”

"No problem," Old Tang readily agreed.

"OK." Lu Mingfei made a gesture.

Afterwards, Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang, who had tidied up, went out and found a nearby internet cafe to play games together until late at night.

Since Zhou Minhao was taking Jiang Wanzhi to the Jiang family home and couldn't travel the same way as Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang bought tickets and left first.

Zhou Minhao said that once he finishes his business here, he will go to Rongcheng to see Lu Mingfei.

Prepare the payment.

Xiangyang, Zhou family.

Lu Mingfei gave a brief introduction of Lao Tang and vouched for him. The elders and others did not make things difficult for him and settled Lao Tang in the outer courtyard, next to Lu Mingfei's room.

Nuwa opens a black room.

After listening to Lu Mingfei's experiences in Kunshan, Nuwa played with a strand of hair in her little hand and exclaimed, "Wow, delicious food!"

"I'm too strong," Lu Mingfei corrected.

"You really don't understand what humility is," Nuwa complained.

"Before the fight started, I was the most humble. Now that Zhao Xuzhen is dead, sent to meet God by my punch, what's wrong with being a little arrogant?" Lu Mingfei said dismissively.

"Alright. You know you killed Zhao Xuzhen. I asked you to test the strength of the Solomon Temple, not to kill him. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the White Horse Knights, heh, quite impressive titles."

"The people are already dead, so what can we do? Just throw them into the lake to feed the fish."

“I don’t mean to blame you,” Nuwa said with a smile. “The fact that he forced you to kill him shows that Zhao Xuzhen was no good person and deserved to die.”

“When a person is killed, they die,” Lu Mingfei said after thinking for a moment.

“She’s all the same to me.” Nuwa’s lips twitched.

"Alright, I heard you're going back to Rongcheng, so why don't you play games with me for a couple of days first?" Nuwa said again.

“I brought a friend, usually called Lao Tang, who is also very good at games.”

"Oh? Do you have a photo?"

“There’s a photo of us together, taken at a tourist attraction in Kunshan. We were playing together,” Lu Mingfei said.

"I'll take a look."

Lu Mingfei took out his phone and opened the photo album. Nuwa glanced at it casually... paused for a moment, glanced at it again, paused again, glanced at it again... and so on, repeating the cycle.

Upon seeing this, Lu Mingfei thought he had triggered some kind of bug.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with Old Tang?"

"What's your relationship with Lao Tang?"

"My friend."

"What about the girl you live with at home?"

“They’re living together, so they must be… friends, friends of the opposite sex,” Lu Mingfei said.

Nuwa's gaze was deep and mysterious: "I hope I'm mistaken. Otherwise, I'll have to consider you as a potential Dragon King or even the Black King."

Lu Mingfei tilted his head: "What do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard that Stand users attract each other?" Nuwa said. "Or rather, you are like a vortex that attracts all supernatural things."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly. He wasn't stupid. Based on what Nuwa had said, he had a vague idea about Old Tang's identity.

Chapter 142 You are a dragon, so be it.

"Let's not beat around the bush, is Old Tang the Dragon King?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Nuwa was taken aback: "Incredible! He speaks the absolute truth right off the bat!"

Lu Mingfei remained silent.

Teacher Daye is the King of Earth and Mountains, and Lao Tang is also suspected to be a Dragon King of a certain rank.

While in Rongcheng, he also had a love-hate relationship with Odin, the king of the sky and wind.

Of the four dragon kings mentioned by the hybrids, he has already made contact with three.

No, there's also the Dragon King of Black Swan Harbor. His opponent is either the King of Bronze and Fire or the King of Ocean and Water.

What merit do I possess to have such a deep connection with the Four Dragon Kings?

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but give a wry smile.

Could he really be the main character?

"What kind of Dragon King is Old Tang?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Nuwa remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "It is Norton, the Fire King, who is known as the King of Alchemy."

Theoretically, Constantine's alchemical skills surpassed his brother's, but considering all factors, Norton was the strongest of the eight Dragon Lords.

"Wait? Who is Constantine? Eight Dragon Kings? Wasn't it supposed to be four?" Lu Mingfei asked in confusion. Why did Nuwa make it a condition that he knew some secrets of the Dragon Clan?

"Hmm? You didn't know? There are eight Dragon Kings?" Nuwa was slightly surprised, then said, "The Dragon Kings are all twins, with two sitting on each elemental throne, thus dividing the power and authority."

"You mean Teacher Daye has an older brother, older sister, younger brother, or younger sister?" Lu Mingfei was good at grasping the key points.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa whistled.

She seemed completely unwilling to talk about her former master and refused to reveal any private information.

Lu Mingfei was helpless but didn't force it; he figured he'd get the answer from Teacher Daye sooner or later.

I hope she is a magnanimous and mature woman.

After all, Teacher Daye is so lacking in substance, the energy should be conserved and transferred to someone else.

However, it turns out that Teacher Daye has relatives.

Lu Mingfei felt strange and a little uncomfortable, even though he understood that it was not his business whether Teacher Daye had relatives or not.

"Speaking of which, Lao Tang also told me that he had a dream where there were flames, ruins, wailing sounds, and oh, a little boy who called him brother."

"The little boy is undoubtedly Constantine," Nuwa said with certainty. "As for the scene you described earlier, it was most likely the scene of him being attacked and killed before his death."

"The Dragon Kings are not creatures that die so easily. They have mastered the technology of cocoons, where souls coexist. Once the physical body dies, the soul transfers to the cocoon, awaiting the next resurrection," said Nuwa.

Lu Mingfei pondered: "So here's the question: should we tell Old Tang that he's the Dragon King? Nuwa, what's your opinion?"

"And you? Based on your answer, I've prepared two sets of explanations," Nuwa countered.

"There are two-faced people too?"

"This is the wisdom of survival, which I learned from my young mother," Nuwa said, spreading her small hands.