An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"Oh? You also read 'The Legend of the Seven Gods Mountain'?" Ya Feng asked.

"The Legend of the Seven Gods Mountain" is a particularly old and classic work in the Kingdom. It features an epic history and heroic legend with a dark theme. The protagonist's indomitable resistance in the dark age is deeply portrayed, which is why it is particularly popular in the Kingdom.

“I’m a huge fan, okay?! I’ve been following this for three years!” Lucia said excitedly.

The conversation ended quickly, and Ya Feng led Lucia upstairs.

"Hey, little black bird."

Lucia was surprised that Ya Feng greeted the other party so familiarly, and the famous cartoonist responded in kind as well.

"Hey, you little madman, haha, long time no see."

Unlike his melancholic and dark style, Black Pigeon was a very sunny and enthusiastic person. He immediately pulled Ya Feng over and patted him on the shoulder.

"You, you actually know him!" Lucia said in a low voice.

“After all, I was a popular writer in the kingdom before. Both of our works were adapted into film and television by the same company, which is how we met,” Ya Feng said.

Black Pigeon is his pen name. As for his real name, Ya Feng has forgotten it. Anyway, he's used to being called that.

"Hmm? And who is this Miss Dragonborn?" Black Dove looked at Lucia.

"Her name is Lucia, she is my student, and she really likes your work and loves painting. I brought her here specifically to participate in the Night River Exhibition."

"Oh? Really? Nice to meet you." Black Dove took off his hat and greeted her.

"Hello, Black Dove teacher... It's a great honor to meet you. I really love your work," Lucia said nervously, standing ramrod straight.

“Well, I should say something too. Here, this is the original manuscript of The Seven Heroes. If you like it, take whatever you like. It’s just piled up anyway,” Black Dove said enthusiastically.

"Really? Really?" Lucia asked excitedly, immediately stepping forward to pick up the stack of manuscripts and begin to examine them.

While she was choosing, Ya Feng and Black Pigeon started chatting.

"By the way, Ya Feng, have you heard about Teacher Da Zhou's situation?" Black Dove asked with a regretful expression.

"Hmm? What is it?"

"He attempted suicide by jumping off a building but failed, and he is still in the hospital."

"Suicide? Why?" Ya Feng asked in astonishment.

"I heard it's the new editor-in-chief who demanded that all the female leads in his new works be changed to sexy and voluptuous mature women. But you know, that guy only ever draws slender and petite young girls. He argued with the editor-in-chief to no avail, and could only threaten to die to prove his point. But he couldn't even die, and in the end, he was dragged back to finish his work," Black Dove said with a sigh.

"Is he... that great?" Ya Feng couldn't help but feel a deep respect for that teacher.

Lucia selected a few of her favorite original manuscripts, and Black Dove enthusiastically signed them for her. After she thanked him repeatedly, they left.

The time spent browsing the exhibition passed quickly. More than two hours later, Ya Feng led Lucia back to the cool streets. Lucia was carrying a bag full of souvenirs, all gifts from the kingdom's famous painters whom she admired. For her, there were no better gifts.

She looked at the artwork in the bag, her joy and satisfaction evident on her face.

Ya Feng looked at her and couldn't help but smile: "How is it? Are you satisfied, Miss?"

"Hmm..." Lucia finally came to her senses and coughed slightly.

"It's...it's alright, um..."

She looked at Ya Feng, then lowered her head.

"Thank you, teacher, for bringing me here..."

"This is a reward for you. You've really worked hard these past few days, so a reward is well-deserved." Ya Feng rubbed her head.

Lucia did not flinch, letting his hand caress her, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"However, don't be complacent, keep working hard," Ya Feng said.

“I, of course I know!” Lucia said immediately.

Ya Feng chuckled.

"Alright, it's getting late, let me take you home," he said, glancing at the time.

But Lucia's expression changed. Watching Ya Feng walk forward, she opened her mouth, then suddenly shouted:

"Um, I... I don't need to go back tonight, is that possible?"

Ya Feng turned his head and looked at her with some surprise.

“I… I mean, our house is under curfew right now. If we go back, we’ll be caught and punished… so it’s better not to go back,” Lucia said softly.

"Where are you going?" Ya Feng asked.

Lucia looked up at him, her bright eyes filled with expectation and uncertainty.

"Uh...could it be...?"

Ya Feng pointed to himself.

"Come to my house?"

Chapter 131 He couldn't help but scream...

"Come to my house?"

Ya Feng pointed to himself and asked.

"Well, there's nothing I can do... If I don't go back, they might not find out, but if I do go back, they'll definitely find out, and I'll definitely be punished..." Lucia argued.

She glanced quickly at Ya Feng, then turned her head away:

"If you don't want to, then forget it. I'll find a place to stay myself."

She turned to leave as she spoke, but Ya Feng grabbed her hand.

Ya Feng sighed, "Forget it, how can a teacher feel at ease letting female students wander around outside so late at night? Let's go."

Lucia's eyes lit up, but she quickly regained her composure and simply gave a curt "oh."

Ya Feng rode up on his motorcycle and invited her to get on.

Lucia initially intended to step on him directly, but after a moment's hesitation, she gracefully turned and sat sideways behind him, her tail coiled around her side.

"Hold me tight," Ya Feng said.

"Ugh?"

“I said, hold on tighter to me, or you’ll get thrown off,” Ya Feng said.

"Oh..."

Lucia then reached out a hand and gently embraced Ya Feng's waist, her soft body pressing slightly against his back.

It seemed like this was the first time the two of them had ever been so close.

Lucia's body seemed a little unnatural, and she turned her head away.

"Hold on tight?"

"Um..."

Ya Feng started the Iron Dragon, and the acceleration made Lucia sway, almost causing her to fall off the art souvenir she was holding. At that moment, she couldn't care less about anything else and quickly hugged Ya Feng tightly, pressing her body against his.

The train traveled along the quiet street. A cool evening breeze blew by, blowing Lucia's long hair. She looked up at Ya Feng's black hair, which was also being blown by the wind, and quietly rested her head on his back, smiling with her cheeks slightly flushed.

Actually, she was quite nervous. It was her first time going to another man's house, and it seemed a bit improper.

By the way, it seems Ya Feng has a daughter. Will it be awkward when we meet later? How am I going to explain...?

Also, won't he see me in my pajamas soon? What kind of expression will he have? And what about me, a young girl, going to his house late at night? Won't some of those romantic scenes from comics or movies happen?

To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to say this, but when Lucia came, she seemed to have thought that she might not be able to come back tonight, so she brought her pajamas and a change of underwear with her. If she takes them out in front of him when she gets to his house, I wonder what he will think.

Her heart started racing, and all sorts of random images floated through her mind, each one so vivid that she was too embarrassed to continue thinking about it.

She was having second thoughts, feeling that she might have been a bit rash. Would suddenly suggesting going to someone's house make her seem like she had ulterior motives? Would he misunderstand her?

Xiao Long's mind was a jumble of thoughts, and before he knew it, the vehicle had driven into the countryside.

Lucia looked at the darkening countryside around her and became somewhat confused.

Does Ya Feng... live in such a remote place?

Or is it that she wasn't bringing herself home at all? Or is it that...

Emotionally sensitive girls are more prone to overthinking. Ya Feng was completely unaware of the turbulent thoughts running through the girl's mind behind him; instead, he was preoccupied with how to explain things to Ilsa later.

How come you only agreed to take the students to see an art exhibition, but then brought them home?

Sigh, I bet the little princess is going to give me a good scolding again.

More than ten minutes later, Ya Feng stopped in front of his own yard.

"Is this... your home, teacher?"

Lucia got out of the car and looked at the small country house under the starlight with surprise.

"Do you like my mansion? It even has a garden and a swimming pool," Ya Feng said, pointing to the small pond over there.

"You're really low-key..." Lucia said softly.

The dim, yellow lights hanging under the eaves and porch made the place seem a little warmer.

He opened the door and went inside, with Lucia following behind.

"Sorry to bother you..."

She whispered from behind, went inside, took off her shoes, and put on the slippers that Ya Feng handed her.

She noticed that there were other women's shoes here.

"By the way, teacher, your adopted daughter, she..."

"She's probably still studying upstairs," Ya Feng said.

Ilsa usually goes to bed around 11 PM, but it's only a little past 10 now. I guess she'll come down for her bedtime milk in a bit.

“Oh…” Lucia nodded.

She probably didn't know that a dragon of considerable status lived here, but the silver dragon was mostly staying in its room at the moment, so she would have to wait until tomorrow to meet it.

Lucia walked in and looked at the homey room. Although it was much smaller than her house, it looked cozy and clean.

"Sit wherever you like. Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat. Do you want some noodles?" Ya Feng asked.

"I also can."

"Then I'll make you some noodles."

Lucia sat on the sofa, put the souvenir bag aside, and watched Ya Feng go into the kitchen, open the refrigerator, and get busy.

Watching his retreating figure, Lucia felt a warmth creep into her heart, a feeling she had experienced long ago but had lost rekindled within her.

That's the feeling of satisfaction that comes from being cared for and loved.

Lucia hadn't felt that way since some time ago.

She waited quietly on the sofa, and soon heard Ya Feng calling her.

Two steaming bowls of clear soup noodles were served, wafting the aroma of sesame oil, with a fried egg on a small plate beside them.

Lucia's bowl seemed to have a bit more.

"Here's some chili sauce, homemade. Add it yourself if you like it stronger," Ya Feng said, handing her the utensils.

"Thanks..."

Lucia took it. She was actually quite hungry too, as she had only eaten a little for dinner because she had to keep her appointment with Ya Feng, and she was also tired from shopping at the exhibition.

She picked up a piece of noodles and ate it.

Although it's a clear broth, the taste is just as good. The noodles are clearly handmade and very fragrant. The broth is also very flavorful, probably made with mushrooms, and has the unique aroma of sesame oil. It's so comforting and warming.

"Delicious..." Lucia said. "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook, teacher."

"I'm much weaker than before, mainly because I've become lazy and haven't cooked for myself in a long time," Ya Feng said.

Now it's Ilsa who does the cooking. The little princess's skills are getting better and better, which has made him lazy. His skills have also deteriorated a lot. Now he can only cook some noodles or simple stews of meat.

Lucia took a bite of the fried egg; it was crispy on the outside and oozing inside—simple yet delicious.

Seeing that she finished her fried egg in three bites, Ya Feng put his own fried egg into her bowl.

"Here, eat more if you like."