Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 334 Lu Mingze: Get out of the way, I'm going to cheat. (two in one)

Whoa! ——

[Attention the general public, the weather is cloudy today, and there may be heavy rain in the afternoon, please try to avoid going out]

[Residents in the community, please pay attention——]

The United States is a developed country, but it cannot be said that every American resident is rich. Rather, the rich may not even be called "the vast majority".

In front of the door sign of the bakery outside the suburbs, the loudspeaker that obviously has the style of the product of the last century is constantly broadcasting mechanical news, but most of the residents just glanced at it and continued to do their own things, and some people looked very gloomy. The sky whistling as if the thick ink is about to roll over, took pictures as souvenirs.

In general, no one takes it seriously.

Click it———

"Old Tang, get a drink."

"Ah."

The door of the Internet cafe box was pushed open, Lu Mingfei leaned against the door of the room, holding the tray brought in from the waiter in his hand.

When he opened the door and came in, he saw Ronald Tang sitting on a dark blue gaming chair. The light from the computer screen was only slightly shining, illuminating Old Tang's somewhat vicissitudes of face. He was holding a book. The yellow book was casually flipped through.

That book didn't belong to him at first glance. Old Tang was not so literary, but this Internet cafe was in a Japanese style, and there were several volumes of comics and books on the shelves for customers to read.

The parts that Lu Mingfei can understand are "Dragon Ball", "Naruto" and so on, but he is not so clear about other books.

But Lu Mingfei had a little impression of Old Tang's book.

On the cover, black and white tones intersect. Several irregular circles are placed together, as if they are in contact with each other, but they seem to be separated from each other. The hollow white turns into droplets and flows downward.

Lu Mingfei glanced roughly at it.

The book was mixed with English and Chinese, and Lu Mingfei picked and read the parts he knew.

"The Story of Your Life"

Yo, the cover looks like a Japanese suspense mystery novel, but the name still sounds quite literary.

Just kidding, in fact Lu Mingfei knew about that book, although he hadn't finished it, but because the author's name was so impressive, he left an impression on him.

Ted Jiang, born in 1967 in Jefferson Township, New York City, USA, graduated from the Computer Science Department of Brown University, and is one of the best contemporary Chinese-American science fiction writers.

He won the Hugo Award, the Nebula Award, the Sturgeon Award, and the Campbell Award. It can be said that this man has won all the American science fiction awards.

In Lu Mingfei's era, almost all teenagers fantasized about pretending to be a deep and melancholy literary young man in junior high school to distinguish themselves from others and elevate their own status in the heart.

The same is true for Lu Mingfei.

When he was passing by the bookstore before, he flipped through the masterpiece of this Chinese writer, was attracted by this style of cover, and then read it.

This book is very interesting. Lu Mingfei obviously doesn't remember the specific plot, but somehow left this impression.At that time, Aunt Lu Mingfei didn’t want to give him too much pocket money, so the boy read by himself bit by bit in the bookstore, and sometimes he read different books. Disdainful of the behavior, he changed the position of the book again and again, but Lu Mingfei finished the book with his natural aloof cheekiness.

The memory of the first day of junior high school has been blurred, and Lu Mingfei only remembers the general plot.

It roughly tells the story that after 12 mysterious alien spacecraft landed on the earth, human beings sent a linguist protagonist to communicate in order to solve the language barrier with the aliens.

Interestingly, the author himself interprets the concept of words, or [language].

like
"Okay, let's open the room."

"Huh? But I'm not yet of age."

His train of thought was interrupted, and Lu Mingfei subconsciously replied to Old Tang, then he waved his hand embarrassingly under the terrified gaze of the other party, and started the game.

Well, the content of the book is second.

Still the game matters.

Da da
It's been a while since I played games with Old Tang, and Lu Mingfei was looking forward to it. After the regular start of operation, the game boy glanced at the pop-up window in the lower right corner of the computer, but he didn't take it seriously either.

On the contrary, he noticed that Old Tang's game technique seemed a little rusty, as if he was remembering something.

Hey, it's been too long since I haven't played StarCraft.

There is still a long way to go before retrieving the "sightless" realm of heaven and man.

Then let me wake you up!
But this thought only lasted for 10 minutes——

"I'll go, Old Tang, your skills are good, you've made a breakthrough after not playing for a while, right?" He suddenly said in admiration.

"But at the beginning, what was that operation? I thought you wouldn't even know how to build a bunker."

Lu Mingfei said that inadvertently, while the man opposite him had an unclear expression.

The white light of the electronic screen made Old Tang's face pale, and the word "failure" on the game interface made the man slightly stunned.

He was inexplicably silent for a moment, then squeezed his wrist and stopped talking, as if he didn't want to talk anymore.

Until Lu Mingfei asked.

"Are you still fighting?"

"Hit!" He replied quickly, but then fell into a strange hesitation, as if pretending to be calm.

"Ahem, one more hit is fine."

"OK, wait for me to go to the toilet."

"..oh, lazy people poop a lot."

The voice was a little stiff, Ronald Tang watched Lu Mingfei push away from the Internet cafe box and leave.

After confirming that the sound disappeared, he suddenly covered his face and rubbed vigorously.

what am i doing
With such a stiff tone, isn't it easy to see the flaw?Isn't it just losing a game, why are you so excited! ? !
Damn it. Forget it, it shouldn't be exposed.

Although the memory of the game content itself is a little fuzzy, I vaguely remember that I have defeated Lu Mingfei several times, so it is only natural to show unwillingness and entanglement after being defeated in turn.

right.
This is acting, reasonable acting.

I am not reconciled because of the defeat in the game, hehe, and I am not a petty girl like Ye Mengjiade.

Foreword backtracking.

Although Norton has a lot of thoughts in his mind, he is still in a hurry in essence. Mingfei's work is just to solve his nostalgia when he was a "human".

After finishing this matter, we will leave.

So after talking to Lu Mingfei, in order to make effective use of this short period of time, the two chose——

Go to an Internet cafe to play games.

There is no way, this is the way of cripples, Norton despises Lu Mingfei, a guy who plays games like this, and at the same time feels ashamed of his former "self".

but
Memory shapes personality, and soul carries no essence.

Norton, who has lost his memory, will not change the color of his soul.

From an alchemical point of view, Old Tang was Norton.

Norton, the patriarch of alchemy, of course knew this kind of thing in his heart.

But it doesn't matter, he'll deny ( )
So the two went to the Internet cafe. Norton skillfully opened StarCraft with muscle memory, and Lu Mingfei did the same, choosing Terran and Zerg tacitly.

Although he had the intention of fighting casually at first, when Norton actually saw the defeat settlement page in the game, he was still slightly stunned.

He thought to himself that it was normal for him to play a human game "for the first time".

Although I don't know what level Mingming is, but according to "Old Tang"'s memory, Mingming claims to be a so-called amateur master.

Then, you can be a little more serious, right?
Afterwards, Norton began to study a little more seriously, and it took less than a handful of time to surpass Old Tang's level. The second one reached the professional level, and the third one.
The speed of progress is not even an exaggeration here.

But...lost.

Lu Mingfei on the opposite side continued to laugh and praise, but Norton was still losing.

You lose, lose, and lose in the end.

Norton narrowed his eyes.

Not bad for a human game, but no problem
The next one, the next one for sure.

Taking advantage of Lu Mingfei's time to go to the toilet, Norton began to debug the details of the game, and his eyes changed slightly.

And at the same time-

*
"It's really interesting. Fujimaru Tachika and Chu Zihang are performing SS-level missions in Japan, while I'm eating American hot dogs in Chicago and spying on my juniors playing games with friends of the same sex."

On the roof of a coffee shop at the opposite corner of the Internet cafe, a man with hair as dazzling as golden spikes complained in a deep voice.

Of course, this person is Caesar Gattuso.

Just a few hours ago, Caesar, who was still immersed in the sadness of "others have tasks and he has derailed", happily accepted the task that Norma issued to him.

So the mood changed to "everyone has a task, but my task is so lucrative".

No, it's just a superficial thing to say.

As far as the level of the task itself is concerned, Norma's answer is under evaluation.

Tentative A++.

Ha, before I talk about the content, who will tell me what this A++ means? Is the power doubled under special circumstances?

Caesar kept complaining in his heart.

Speaking of which, the habit of complaining is a man who has only recently developed it, of course it is because he has been with Fujimaru Tachika and Lu Mingfei for a long time.

The environment changes people, this sentence is really true.

But after all, Caesar Gattuso will never lose the chain.

Since the task is to ensure the safety of Lu Mingfei, Caesar will definitely try his best to do it.

And this task is not without some bright spots.

"I didn't expect that the two teammates on this mission would be such beautiful ladies. Should it be called an unexpected harvest?"

Yes, beside Caesar, there are two girls.

A woman was lying on the stone slab on the top of the building, not caring about whether it was clean or not. The binoculars were aimed at the front, and her long, transparent hair covered her delicate and fair back, outlining a faint curve.

Another woman has long red hair. She wears long legs in jeans and a pair of familiar purple-gold Mary Jane shoes.

Nuonuo sat on the folding bench he brought and ate a sandwich, occasionally took a bite out of the plastic wrapping, and only occasionally glanced at the Internet cafe where Lu Mingfei was.

The number of times to watch the sky is more than that of Internet cafes. It really doesn't look like someone who came out to perform a task.

Caesar:.
Caesar was not discouraged when he found that no one was hanging himself, but felt that this situation was very strange, wiped his nose lightly, and couldn't help but look at his teammates again.

At this time, Zero was still looking into the distance like a scarecrow, but Nuonuo noticed Caesar's gaze when he was about to take a bite, stopped and looked at him.

"I'm not being lazy." Nuonuo stopped his eating momentum and explained.

"I didn't say that." Caesar nodded.

Um.
Perhaps it was because of Caesar's expression with a hint of condescending teasing, Nuonuo couldn't help but continue talking.

"Although I don't know the specific content of this mission, since it's an A-level monitoring and protection mission, we must ensure that we can't startle the enemy when observing the mission target. This is the first priority of the mission."

"And in the third lesson of the combat practice class, I said that eye contact with the target is naturally the most to be avoided. In addition, even the behavior of directly monitoring the target should be avoided as much as possible. It is best to use it before" A camera that turns automatically at regular intervals", "passers-by who are not surprised to appear at the scene", "or observe through an indirect medium"—"

Nuonuo pointed at Zero lying on the ground.

"For example, she indirectly observes the situation in the Internet cafe by reflecting light on the mirror of the barber shop facing the Internet cafe door, and tries to choose a location where the sunlight is not too strong to avoid being spotted by the other party."

"However, luck is good. It's cloudy today, so I shouldn't be noticed. It will be troublesome if it rains later."

Clap clap clap clap.

Caesar couldn't help clapping when he heard Nuonuo's explanation.

What I just said is the basics of combat, but for freshmen, it is a rare talent to be able to apply textbook knowledge to practice and clearly explain their own ideas when they go out for an internship for the first time.

Of course, there is another problem——

"You're very good, so—" Caesar pointed, "What are you doing?"

"There is only one telescope." Nuonuo said.

"It looks like this, so what are you doing?"

"I'm being lazy, do you want me to speak clearly?"

Only then did Caesar nodded in satisfaction, affirming Nuonuo's statement.

He felt that his vision was correct at the beginning. Although he only had a few conversations, this Nuonuo was indeed an intelligent and mysterious woman.

"Can I have a bite?"

"No, you have to buy it yourself." Nuonuo didn't give Caesar any good looks, but she was not stingy either. She prettyly took out a coin from her trouser pocket and flicked it at Caesar.

Caesar grabbed it easily, and opened his hand to see that it was a half-cent coin with President Kennedy's portrait on it.

All right. (spread hands)

Caesar couldn't do things like leaving his post to buy food, but it seemed petty to throw back the gift given by the lady, so he simply put it in his pocket.

However, in addition to the part analyzed just now, Caesar has a deeper thinking.

Question: Why are there three Caesars?

The three were a temporary combat team, and unlike the professional troops of the executive bureau, the oldest of them was only a sophomore, and no matter how brilliant Caesar's grades were, he was not a member of the executive department.

If it's really an A-level task, it's fine. No matter how you think about it, three school students should not be solely responsible for the special task issued directly by the school's equipment department, and the object of protection is even the important S-level of the school.

So, try to change the question "Why use the Caesar Trio" to - "Why not use the Executive Board"?

Answer: It must be Caesar and several people, and the executive board cannot accept the task.

"A matter of lineage."

Standing on the top floor with his chest up, Caesar let the strong wind blow his golden hair. His sharp eyes did not look directly at the Internet cafe, but [Yan Ling. Sickle Weasel] had already started to operate, and countless wind demons hovered in the atmosphere.

"The particularity of the task is that the school cannot judge the threat level of the target in front of us, and in the worst case, the other party will be the next generation or even the dragon king."

"Under the huge bloodline pressure, it is difficult for ordinary A-level hybrids to respond, and it is useless to send them to die. It is better to evacuate at the periphery."

Nuonuo subconsciously answered the words.

"So, the school wants to rely on the three of us to deal with an object that may be a subspecies?"

"Excluding all impossible options, the rest is the truth no matter how unreasonable it is. If the target is really suspected of being a second-generation species or even the Dragon King, the academy would rather send us than call back the real elites of those Japanese academies. , such as Principal Angers and Tachika Fujimaru, it can only show—"

"The mission over there is also of the same level, no, it's even a fully determined Dragon King crusade mission."

In the absence of other information, Caesar almost deduced the facts.

As said before.

In terms of strategy and the overall situation, Caesar has the ability not inferior to anyone.

Living in the general position, not chaotic in times of danger.

But even if the status quo is clear, what to do is still a problem.

Again, Caesar, though proud, was not arrogant.

Three people facing dragons?And no heavy weapons?

No, in the final analysis, since he came into contact with Fujimaru Tachika head-on, Caesar no longer believed that conventional thermal weapons could threaten dragons.

You should pin your hopes on a more practical existence.

There are two possibilities.

1. The person who issued this mission in the school believes that we have the ability to eliminate dragons without posing a threat to the surrounding people.

2. The school believes that the dragon will not intentionally damage the surrounding environment, so it is only a feint to send us.

Hmm. Second, it's unlikely. After all, dragons are such brutal creatures.

If it is possibility one——

"Miss Zero, as the only S-class bloodline among us, do you have the means to cause harm to the next generation?"

Caesar shifted his gaze to Zero who had not spoken at the beginning, and said softly.

Zero was suddenly called by his name, but he didn't even move his body up and down, like a snake inhabiting the depths of a dense forest, completely covering its habitat, leaving only its quiet eyes watching the scene in front of it.

After hearing Caesar's voice, there was a delay of several seconds before Zero responded lightly.

"Yes, but not necessary."

Zero's voice was calm and indifferent, as if what he was doing was not a dangerous job that might involve the Dragon King, but something like going downstairs to buy Haitian soy sauce.

The girl pointed sideways to the location of the men's toilet in the Internet cafe.

There, a boy named Lu Mingfei looked at them and waved gently.

"Our S-Class will take care of itself."

*
rustling
The water swirls in the dark toilet, and after being drawn into the narrow water hole, it makes the sound of pumping air. The boy washes his face with his head down, and his legs stand straight to prevent the drooping hem of his clothes from getting wet with the water in the washbasin.

It seems that the rolling thunder can be heard outside the window, and the sky from the window is gradually dyed into a rippling black.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and wet his face with water again and again. The cold temperature can calm down the slightly feverish mind after the intense game.

The drops of water slid down the pool along the contours of the face, ticking and rippling.

".Knew it."

The boy whispered to himself, not knowing what he was affirming. In this empty toilet, no one could hear his voice.

The boy's lips could see subtle movements, but no sound came out. Lu Mingfei didn't reveal all the thoughts in his heart as if he was worried about something. Instead, he looked up at the mirror and confronted the dark and dim self. See.

that person is not old tang
The face of the boy in the mirror was dim, and the laughing and joking in the game just now seemed to fade away, leaving only Lu Mingfei's tired expression at the moment.

Lu Mingfei took out his mobile phone and looked at the message sent to him 10 minutes ago.

Zero: [Look at your left hand side. 】

Lu Mingfei looked into the distance, and subconsciously waved his hand to say hello, while whispering softly to himself echoed in his mind.

He was unwilling to speak because he had been to that rainy night, and he had seen the methods of that god king, even the sound of the whole city was shrouded in his own domain.

According to the worst guess in his heart, Lu Mingfei was also unwilling to speak.

it's fine.

If it is that "that person" who communicates, I don't need words.

The boy looked into the distance and meditated in his heart.

【Lu Mingze, I know you are here. 】

【please. 】

【Please do me a favor. 】

　ps: First of all, I definitely don't know how to count words, so what I wrote must be foreshadowing.

　　ps: Damn it, I can't bear it, why are there so few authors, the plot can't be pushed through at all, what are you doing! !Really convinced, can't even do it!
　　Miscellaneous fish, miscellaneous fish, author of miscellaneous fish.

　　
　　There is another chapter in the afternoon, which should also be two in one, and I also want to get through the plot quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)