Lu Mingfei: What? They're all real!

“But killing is such a crude method; it doesn’t solve the fundamental problem.” A silver-rimmed monocle gradually appeared above the little devil’s right eye, making him look like an extremely vicious capitalist. He pulled a calculator out of thin air, beeped the numbers, and began to calculate meticulously.

He analyzed the situation on the field for Lu Mingfei: "Because you are in big trouble now, killing some people won't solve the problem. For example, Chen Wenwen, she's watching you right now."

The little devil pointed his finger toward the darkness, and with a snap, a beam of light shone down, illuminating the girl in the white dress. She looked as if she were wearing a white veil, bathed in white light, almost radiating light. She looked absolutely stunning today. Perhaps she had gotten up at five in the morning and sat in front of the mirror getting ready until the moment she was about to leave.

But now her face was full of melancholy, and she was looking over here with worry, like a princess imprisoned in a high tower, waiting for the warrior Lu Mingfei to come and take her hand.

"Could she really agree to my request?" Lu Mingfei was surprised by this, and his eyes became clearer. In an instant, Lu Mingfei's eighteen years of life came back to him.

"The possibility is not small, maybe seventy percent." Lu Mingze calculated with a calculator.

"That's too high!" Lu Mingfei protested against the little devil's unprofessionalism.

"I'm being conservative, but there's actually a 90% chance. Brother, you're right, you're really in a dilemma now! If you dare to say even half a word, you might just win her heart today. Chen Wenwen is the kind of girl with a strong aura; if she really gets attached to you, she might cling to you to the death, and you won't be able to get rid of her no matter what!" As Lu Mingze spoke, he suddenly became happy, inexplicably gloating, "It's all Jormungandr's fault, you should hold a grudge against her!"

However, there was another reason that truly made the little devil happy—Lu Mingfei's troubled expression grew even more pronounced; the current situation was really giving him a headache.

So the little devil seized the opportunity to sell his product: "So, esteemed guest, would you like me to serve you?"

"No." Lu Mingfei shook his head without even thinking.

"Brother~" Lu Mingze called out in a spoiled tone, "You didn't believe Jormungandr and are waiting for her to save the day, did you? That's not good!"

“How can it be bad? Even if it’s not good, it’s still better than you,” Lu Mingfei shouted. “Besides, I’m not the kind of guy who waits for a woman to save the day. That’s pathetic!”

But that's really what he thought—the girl patted her chest and assured him that she wouldn't be absent… even though it's been so long and she still hasn't shown up; she might not come. Lu Mingfei genuinely wanted to believe the girl who had shared the secret base with him. If he hadn't completely trusted her, he definitely would have done something more. Her assurance had influenced Lu Mingfei's plans to some extent… Now, she had become his last trump card.

From the moment he heard the girl's promise, Lu Mingfei placed most of his faith in her.

“Owe her a favor, it’s very expensive,” Lu Mingze said quietly, then suddenly snapped his fingers.

The light shining on Chen Wenwen slowly shifted, passing over the figures and settling on Lu Mingfei's side, where Su Xiaoqiang was sitting. She was also looking in this direction, her worry more pronounced than anyone else's.

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected Su Xiaoqiang to have such an expression on her face. She was practically no longer sitting in the chair; she might stand up and say something in the next second.

"What?" he asked, tugging at Lu Mingze's shoulder.

Lu Mingze remained silent, then pointed to the screen in the foreground, which had long since gone dark but had now come back on, displaying images of Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang standing next to him.

The screen began to move, without sound, with one still frame after another flashing by like a slideshow. But the girl's expression on the screen was so vivid that Lu Mingfei could easily imagine her voice, even after arguing with her for three years.

Su Xiaoqiang crossed her arms with one hand, complaining that he was an idiot, but her lips clearly showed joy and love. With her other hand, she tightly held onto his clothes, as if afraid he would run away.

The scene cuts to a new scene: the girl is wearing a wedding dress, and he stands beside her, still looking dejected. She wraps her arms around his neck, and the bouquet in her hand is tossed into the air, the flowers landing on their heads. Her face is pressed tightly against his cheek.

Then, she hugged her swollen belly and cried, as if she were afraid for the first time in her life. She refused to go into the delivery room. He, who was also about to cry, knelt beside her and held her hand, saying something to her.

Years later, amidst the lights of countless homes, their family lived a peaceful life. She would still grumble at the people around her over the smallest things, only to gently peck his cheek and softly call him an idiot afterward.

Then a meteorite crashed down from the sky, and the scene was engulfed by the explosion—

"What was that meteorite at the end?!" Lu Mingfei smacked Lu Mingze on the head, complaining angrily, "This ending is terrible! You're going to get a lot of hate mail from the audience!"

“It’s the end of the world, brother. Haven’t you heard about the 2012 prophecy?” Lu Mingze said, shrugging.

"Why add such a melodramatic element to such a wonderful story!" Lu Mingfei hates bad movies, and he hates stories that end abruptly even more.

“Because you have very bad luck, brother.” Lu Mingze suddenly became serious. “I was just showing you a possibility for the future. If you can live peacefully, you will definitely be taken in by the Little Fairy. You two are very destined for each other. But that doesn’t mean you can live a perfect life. Misfortune will find you, just like a meteorite falling from the sky.”

These words suddenly made Lu Mingfei feel uncomfortable, as if he had been punched in the chest.

"If Su Xiaoqiang whispered in your ear every morning that she liked you, but one morning she was about to be killed by a meteorite, would you be willing to trade your soul for her life?" the little devil whispered.

"..." Lu Mingfei fell silent for a second.

"If Jormungandr saved you from your predicament, but one day you find that you actually really want to kill her, and you hate her so much that your teeth itch, would you still be able to do it?"

The little devil's voice was even lower, but it struck Lu Mingfei's chest like a thunderclap.

“We’re brothers, after all, and we love each other.” He changed his tone and became earnest. “How could such a small thing be worth trading with you? It’s not even worth the interest. I can settle it for you with a wave of my hand. I just want to remind you, brother, that love is a bitter thing. If you get caught up in it, you’ll really lose your soul in the future. Don’t let that risk exist. Relying on me is better than relying on a girl!”

"I have a feeling this is just an excuse you're using to trick me into making a deal..."

"It's more like a warning. The wheel of fate has started to turn, and none of us can stop it. But brother, I don't want you to live a hard life." Lu Mingze sighed. "Love is so bitter; you'll really suffer terribly."

This was the second time he had issued such a warning, but Lu Mingfei always had a vague feeling that the little devil seemed to be looking forward to this happening, as if... "If Lu Mingfei is really trapped by love, then his soul must be given away!"

“A wise man doesn’t fall in love, and I’m a smart man.” But Lu Mingfei was stubborn. “I won’t do business with you, and I don’t want any interest.”

"Brother, you're such an idiot."

Lu Mingze resolutely gave up trying to persuade him, as if this trip was just a routine matter, only to make himself feel a little better.

It's as if he already knew what the outcome would be.

The little devil clapped his hands, and the incandescent light moved again, landing on a spot in the front row where a sneaky figure was huddled.

So she had already infiltrated... Lu Mingfei actually felt a sense of relief and reassurance.

"Don't be too easily won over, brother. Good luck."

He gave a final warning, and his voice gradually faded from Lu Mingfei's ears.

Then everything returned to normal, the noise once again entered his ears, the lights returned to their proper places, and the gazes of the crowd were still like knives about to be swung down.

Su Xiaoqiang slowly stood up, as if she had made a decision to say something for Lu Mingfei on this occasion; but the sneaky figure in front of her moved at lightning speed, almost flying close to the ground, even exceeding human limits, and arrived next to Lu Mingfei in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei suddenly went from being all alone to being surrounded by girls on both sides, with the large empty space on either side now completely occupied by them.

There was an uproar.

Chapter 40 The Real Bride-Snatcher Appears

Not only did everyone else in the room gasp in surprise, but even Su Xiaoqiang, who was standing next to Lu Mingfei, was stunned.

She couldn't bear to see Lu Mingfei looking so pathetic. The atmosphere just now had made her heart ache, a constant, pulling pain that she couldn't stand. So she decided to help this idiot out of his way. No matter what she said, she would stand in front of him.

But now, as if by magic, another girl has appeared beside him. Su Xiaoqiang had never noticed that there was anyone else next to them, but now there is clearly a girl standing next to him, as if she were a fairy who appeared out of thin air.

"You should quickly say something to them and then end this. You promised to come see your brother with me today!"

The girl whined and complained, as if she had been waiting for a long time. She made no attempt to explain her appearance, as if she had been hiding in the shadows beside Lu Mingfei for just as long, only now she was so anxious that she stood up.

But her appearance was like an iceberg sinking into the sea, instantly creating towering waves.

Even Lu Mingfei was stunned. The girl in front of him had her hair tied in a high ponytail today, and her youthful aura was almost overwhelming.

She was wearing a school uniform, and it was one of those outdated two-tone tracksuits. But the clothes were anything but simple. The words "Peking University High School" were prominently displayed on the girl's chest. In almost all student groups, this was a million times more high-end than Louis Vuitton or Hermes, as distinct as India's caste system.

Compared to them, Zhao Menghua, standing in the center of the glamorous girls dancing, looked like a nouveau riche boss in a shopping mall. He had been demoted in both class and status, and no longer had the right to look down on others.

During their school years, top-performing girls with high ponytails were viewed with an even thicker filter than a beer bottle by everyone.

This completely attracted the attention of the people who were relatively close by. The people in the front row could make out the words engraved on the girl's clothes. Then, the crowd began to surge, and everyone turned around to whisper the information to the person closest to them. The wave of the crowd quickly subsided, and everyone received the message.

Chen Wenwen, who was in the middle of the wave, was so blown around that she could hardly stand.

Some people had seen the girl's face before, and some had heard rumors about her, but now everyone knew her background at the same time, and no one could figure it out—even Zhao Menghua was blinking in disbelief. A top student girl from Beijing came to their small town just to pester Lu Mingfei?

He thought it was just some big-mouthed guys spreading rumors! How could that be?

"Why haven't you said anything..." The girl's voice gradually lowered, and her tone became aggrieved. "Are you going to back out? Don't back out..."

Although he knew she was acting, Lu Mingfei's heart was beating faster than usual. This was the first time a girl had ever spoken to him in such a captivating tone. He finally realized that the saying "listening to certain people makes your bones melt" was actually true.

Now no one in the entire theater is breathing anymore. Everyone is holding their breath and listening intently. The overlapping heartbeats sound like an engine starting up. Everyone is very tense.

"Don't go back on your word, okay?" A mocking smile flickered across the girl's lips as she winked at Lu Mingfei, seemingly pleased with herself for easily controlling the situation. But this didn't affect her performance at all. She continued, "What's so great about her? Look at her, she didn't even say a word when someone confessed to her. If she liked you, shouldn't she have rejected you immediately? She's not worth your affection at all… Let's go, okay?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then thought to himself, "Awesome!"

This was an angle he could never have imagined even if he cultivated for ten lifetimes. Although it was somewhat cruel to Chen Wenwen, the angle was too sharp.

The girl's words were like a nimble counterattack, easily thwarting Zhao Menghua's long-prepared attack. Now the focus was no longer on whether Lu Mingfei could successfully steal the bride, but on whether Chen Wenwen was worth Lu Mingfei stealing her bride.

No one would be convincing if they said that. Everyone knows that Lu Mingfei has had a crush on Chen Wenwen for three years, ever since the first day of school. If Lu Mingfei were to stubbornly say now, "Chen Wenwen, it's not that you don't like me, it's that I don't like you anymore," everyone would think that it's just a ridiculous attempt to save face.

But now, these words are coming from a girl who, to anyone, would think is far superior to Chen Wenwen. Therefore, they carry absolute credibility. If such a beautiful girl from a top university in the capital says, "Chen Wenwen is not good enough for Lu Mingfei," then everyone now believes that Chen Wenwen is indeed not good enough for Lu Mingfei.

In fact, the fact that Lu Mingfei was able to stand up under these circumstances already shows him great loyalty and compassion!

Not to mention that the girl used a reason that Chen Wenwen couldn't possibly refute—Chen Wenwen was indeed hesitant just now, she didn't say a word.

Chen Wenwen was now unsteady on her feet. She felt stars appearing before her eyes, and her legs under her white dress seemed to have lost their strength. She wanted to shake her head and deny it all, but she had nothing to say.

But she felt wronged. That wasn't what she really thought. She was just waiting for Lu Mingfei to speak. She thought that no matter what he said, even if he just smiled foolishly, she would smile back and then skip over to stand with him. She didn't want to stand among those gaudy women later. She didn't like that at all!

But she really had nothing to say. She felt that the girl, who was so beautiful that she was almost aggressive, was right. It was indeed a huge mistake that she didn't reject the confession immediately.

She really regretted it.

Chen Wenwen admitted that she was actually a little proud, proud that she could prove to Lu Mingfei that she was charming. She had always been thinking about a certain pretty girl, and she hoped that Lu Mingfei would not be affected by this. She also hoped that she would still have a superior position in Lu Mingfei's heart as before.

So when she heard several days ago that Zhao Menghua was going to confess his feelings, she was indeed a little proud. She thought that this would definitely make Lu Mingfei feel threatened. But now her heart was burning to ashes, and she could no longer be proud.

It's all her fault.

Chen Wenwen's face was ashen, and she swayed unsteadily, her body almost falling to the ground.

Su Xiaoqiang's face also looked unpleasant. On this one matter, however, she and Zhao Menghua shared the same thought—she simply couldn't believe any girl would like Lu Mingfei. How could anyone like a guy like him? It must just be a misunderstanding!

She would always scoff at the whispers and discussions about it, and sometimes even rebuke people for it—she always seemed a little anxious, as if to others she hated hearing anyone say anything good about Lu Mingfei.

But now she finally saw it all with her own eyes. At such close range, she could see it clearly. Every smile, every word, and every action of the girl was captured in her eyes. She was so lively and beautiful. The girl sometimes tugged at Lu Mingfei's sleeve anxiously and sometimes plaintively, sometimes acting coquettishly and sometimes pleading.

Su Xiaoqiang's heart felt like it was filled with lead, dragging her emotions down to the ground.

"Alright, alright, let's go~"

The girl tugged at Lu Mingfei's sleeve, her eyes gleaming with barely concealed smugness.

Lu Mingfei groggily moved his left foot, then suddenly woke up from his sweet dream—the main character of this play hadn't even appeared yet. Swayed by the false allure of this gentle haven, he had almost forgotten his original intentions. His persistent and violent competitive spirit suddenly brought him to his senses; his dormant other half had begun to vie for dominance again.

The people who had been holding their breath finally resumed breathing, and then slowly began to stir. The crowd surged again, and then Chen Wenwen could no longer stand. She put aside her last remaining concerns, moved her slightly numb legs, and took her first step.

At that moment, the theater door was pushed open forcefully, and a beam of light shone in from outside. Then, a figure blocked the center of the beam of light. It was a girl with a hot figure and long red hair that fluttered in the light, turning the white light red as well.

She looked somewhat disheveled, as if she had rushed over from afar. Her expression was slightly hurried as she scanned everyone on the field, her gaze sweeping over them like a knife. Finally, her eyes settled on Lu Mingfei, and then she locked onto her target, slowly approaching him—

To everyone else, it looked as if a real "bride kidnapper" had appeared.

The audience erupted in uproar once again.

Chapter 41 Senior Sister, You Should Just Give Up

Chen Motong felt as if a bottomless pit of thick, black liquid had been opened in her heart. Her feelings were beyond words; her heart was pounding so hard that she felt quite uncomfortable.

From a young age, she was skilled at "profile writing," more perceptive than veteran detectives who could spot a fugitive on the street with just a glance. She only needed to close her eyes and think for a while to "see" many things, and could even understand the thoughts of a "criminal" through the interplay of her five senses. This was an innate talent of hers, and she never failed.

So while Guderian was so anxious he was practically burning up, she felt nothing at all; whatever happened, it would all be under her control.

However, this talent has a problem—it's not a passive ability that triggers constantly like in a game. She needs to know that "there's a problem" before she can find out where the problem is. There won't be a golden exclamation mark reminding her that there's a problem, nor will there be a voice gently reminding her that "it's time to use profiling."

As for Lu Mingfei, she was always confident. Norma was the world's best cyber assistant, and she believed that the information about Lu Mingfei couldn't be more real—all the traces of him clearly indicated that he was, just as she had found out, a loser who had a crush on a girl but didn't dare to confess.

She never felt that there was anything wrong with her plan.

She admitted that it was shameless of her to scheme against a newcomer like this, but she made a bold promise that she would bring back the "most promising freshman" to the student council. Of course, she admitted that there were also some minor personal grudges involved, and she was indeed a person who easily held grudges.

With Norma's help, she hacked into the cinema's security cameras, secretly observing the changes inside, waiting for the perfect moment to appear. She had even called out the extras, and her lips were curled into a wide smile.

At first, things developed exactly as she predicted, but then suddenly they took a completely different turn from what she expected. She didn't see Lu Mingfei fall into the awkward situation she had anticipated at all; instead, he turned into a picture of great success.

Where did those two girls with him come from?!

Chen Motong was completely confused, but the camera's resolution was too poor, and she couldn't see the girls' faces clearly. She only vaguely realized that the loser in her eyes seemed to be a heartthrob who could charm countless girls. He could attract countless girls with a mere wave of his hand. This scene wouldn't affect him at all. In fact, Chen Wenwen didn't seem to be completely indifferent to him as rumored. Maybe she would confess her feelings to him at any moment...

What alarmed her even more was that she suddenly realized her talent had failed. Her "profile" technique, which had never failed before, was now like a monitor that had been interfered with by electromagnetic interference, with the screen filled with flickering black and white static, and she could not see anything.

She panicked, as if she had lost her safety net.

The situation could change in an instant, and she couldn't say for sure what would happen next.

At this moment, she couldn't care less about saving face or long-term plans. Guderian's serious advice echoed in her ears. She didn't even have time to think; she could only rush to the scene first.

If Lu Mingfei truly finds love and then becomes determined to reject the Gate of Kassel, forcing the academy to pay a much higher price, then she will indeed be in big trouble, just as Guderian said.

But then she regretted not thinking things through. When she opened the door and everyone turned to look at her, she suddenly realized that the timing of her appearance was really inappropriate.

Everyone stared at her, their expressions no longer those of bystanders, but rather a strange sense of reverence—anyone would now feel this was a once-in-a-lifetime occasion, and the girl who had kicked open the door and stormed in looked every bit like a true wedding robber.

It is a privilege to witness such an occasion.

Chen Motong is now truly experiencing what it means to "ask for trouble." She had anticipated that Lu Mingfei would be tortured by such a knife-like gaze, but now that knife has fallen on her. She has never been an introverted girl, but now she is really finding it hard to cope. Those whispers are penetrating her ears everywhere.