Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator.

Chapter 167 What type to eat?
Lu Mingfei stood at the door, looking around this quiet world curiously.

In the past, he had fallen asleep at this time, or was engaged in a bored battle in the interstellar world, with the clatter of the keyboard as his companion.

Lu Mingfei, who used to be immersed in his own world, never imagined that there would be such a scene outside the house at that moment.

In my memory, I went out several times at midnight, but strictly speaking, I was just overlooking the city from the small space on the rooftop. I didn’t really walk on the streets, and I didn’t seem to have a good feeling about it at the time. Observation, most of the time is in a meaningless daze.

Lu Mingfei was also aware of his recent growth and changes. After all, strictly speaking, those were two lives. In the past 20 years, they were both older than his current age.

Both mind and body have been baptized, and it happens to be a different time to go out, which just matches the strange world at this moment.

Looking up, the bright moonlight was shrouded in light clouds. As far as the eye could see, he could even see the Milky Way and stars that others could not see.

The little bits of light missing in the gaps in the clouds and fog passed through countless distances and shone on the entire land. Naturally, they would not dislike this small coastal town.

There are still many traces of the solution that was swept away by the storm not long ago.

The wet walls were a little cold, but there were still lights on in a few places. Maybe the same people were doing what Lu Mingfei would do before.

Water accumulates everywhere on the asphalt cement road and the red and gray brick road, and the dead leaves floating on it are either yellow or green, shining with crystal light.

When a cold breeze blows, fallen leaves collide with each other on the water surface, and an imperceptible sound will be heard.

The streets at night were a little empty, and there were no vehicles passing on the avenue for a long time. Only the traffic lights stood quietly at the intersection, counting down silently.It talks to time, flashing red, green and yellow alone.

There is no neon in the midnight world, only the street lamps hanging high on the roadside sway with bright yellow lights under the flying insects and mosquitoes, fighting against the coldness lingering around them.

All the shops, large and small, were closed and quiet, as if a wild cat was barking softly in a corner.

Naturally, there are not many people on some remote roads.

There is no noise during the day, no hustle and bustle of life, and in the quiet night, the world in front of you is only quiet loneliness and undisturbed peace.

If those who are now immersed in dreams or some entertainment suddenly dress up and go out on a whim, they will surely have a different kind of experience.

Unfortunately not!

Here, only Lu Mingfei joined in this dream and saw the beauty of the night that many people had not experienced.

The beating of the heart is very soothing, and the rising and falling of the chest is also pleasant.

You don't have to listen specifically, the sound of your own breathing echoes in your ears.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that all the scenes in front of him were also good gifts and rewards after the simulation.

At least it's more serious than that photo album.

Lu Mingfei, who had changed his clothes, looked up at the moon covered by clouds and mist, and there was a faint frost mist gathering as he breathed out gently.

He just watched quietly, waiting quietly.

Until the clouds and mists dispersed, revealing the cunning moon.

The sky and earth added a bit of light, and in the blink of an eye, they were sprinkled with silver frost.

The suddenly new scene added a touch of sanctity to the originally quiet night streets.

Lu Mingfei smiled from the bottom of his heart as if he had won the game, and stepped onto the silver road.

He stepped on the running water and dead leaves without a care, listening to the sound of water and crunching under his feet.

The two small blades at the wrists swayed, and a faint fragrance lingered, as if they had also come here and were walking beside them.

The "silver" close to the body in the center of the chest was slightly cold, as if they had also come here, in front of them and behind them.

There are sleepless birds passing by, flickering their wings.

The long-legged girl downstairs had her eyes closed and her ears trembled.

She just heard light footsteps coming from the corridor.

Still wondering who it would be if he stayed up so late at night?

Watching the figure standing at the door amusing himself for a long time, the long-legged girl waited until the clouds and fog cleared before using the dim light to see the face clearly.

Isn't that their little lion who just got 100 million?
After staying up most of the night, my energy was really high.

The long-legged girl waited quietly for the target to go away, raised her head from the steering wheel, and dialed the phone.

"Potato Chips, Target Found."

Click!Click!
An endless stream of crisp sounds sounded, in the empty night, in the somewhat cramped car,

"Ahem! Long legs, long legs, received the potato chips, what is the current condition of the target." Potato Chips girl's leisurely voice sounded, presumably playing with her nails.

"I'm carrying a schoolbag and I don't know what's in it. I'm holding a suit of clothes and looking carefully, I see it's a suit." The long-legged girl casually announced,

"I just stood at the door for a long time, not sure what I was doing."

"As for now, I am looking left and right, not knowing what I am observing."

"Really?" Potato Chips' tone suddenly became serious. It didn't know what it was taking a sip of, and then it chuckled, and the guessing words came from the car phone,

"Is it possible that our little lion is running away from home?"

Squeak!
The handbrake suddenly releases!

"Running away from home? What do you say?" The long-legged girl didn't fasten her seat belt and turned the steering wheel fiercely. A thin layer of smoke flowed out of the rear of the ordinary car, and the shadow of the car followed Lu Mingfei like a ghost.

"Think about it, Long Legs! It stands to reason that a weak child staying at a relative's house cannot even compare to the children of his ex after the marriage has been reorganized."

"According to the files, our little lion's aunt is a loudspeaker. She perfectly fits the disgusting philistine image of a mother-in-law. She must not have given our little lion a good look in the past."

"My cousin is a fat guy who seems to be in the second grade of middle school, and he seems to be a little lustful and vain. He probably doesn't like this cousin who lives in his house. Maybe he even subconsciously regards him as a little brother who can do everything with his hands?"

"The only uncle in the family who has a deep blood relationship and cares about him is okay, but he is indeed a strict wife and a coward. It is estimated that he has wronged his own nephew to some extent many times."

"Hiccup~" Potato Chip Girl burped, and her tone suddenly became sad, as if she felt the same.
"We look down upon each other and swallow our anger. Our little lion might even have to live without clothes even in the winter. Think about it again, he might not have enough to eat most of the time."

"It's no wonder that I always looked like a dejected, defeated dog. They were all hungry!"

Potato Chip Girl murmured with tears in her eyes and took another sip of wine.

Clap!
Someone slammed the table, and there was a rustling sound, the crisp sound of silver knives and forks hitting porcelain plates.

"Finally one day! On a quiet night after a storm!"

Potato Chips' tone suddenly became excited. The long-legged girl didn't need to guess, she knew that she must be beaming at this moment and taking off excitedly.

"He discovered his outstanding abilities. He suddenly realized that since he no longer needed to rely on others, of course he had to escape from the prison-like place!"

"The sky is big and the earth is big. If you have the ability, a man can be at home all over the world!"

"On the following journey, he went smoothly and became stronger and stronger, and finally became a self-made president-level aspiring young man."

Potato Chip Girl smiled and changed her words sharply,
"Finally, on a dark and stormy night, he was destined to meet a kind and innocent girl, and he never looked back."

"Stop, stop, stop!" The long-legged girl's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. In the end, she curled her lips and knocked on the steering wheel, interrupting the other person's imagination and chattering with a sound.

"I thought you were relying on Yan Ling Tianyan to infer his mental state, which is why you listened for so long."

"What are you talking about? Nothing useful."

The long-legged girl stretched out her hand, put her middle finger and index finger together, and casually brushed the hair in front of her eyes behind her ears.

"Potato chips, have you seen those things about domineering presidents falling in love with me recently?"

"A little bit! A little bit!" Potato Chip Girl smiled awkwardly, then drank something unknown and became excited again.

"Long Legs, do you want to know the ending? Actually, the boy and the girl later"

"To shut up!"

The long-legged girl suddenly interrupted her opponent's desire to share. When she thought of going out to work alone in the cold weather at midnight, while her opponent continued to enjoy luxurious service in a high-end restaurant, she felt a stomach rolling in her chest.

"I came out at three or four in the morning to monitor our little lion. I'm not talking to you just to listen to you tell me those second-rate plots that only people with cerebral palsy would watch."

The long-legged girl looked at Lu Mingfei who turned around and whispered helplessly,
"The little lion turned right at the traffic light. His target may be on this road. Is there anything I need to pay attention to nearby?"

After asking, the long-legged girl sighed helplessly.

Why do I feel that her current stalker-like behavior and her meticulousness in asking about specific locations are just like those of bastards and old ladies.

"The story about a cerebral palsy idiot is obviously very well written. Isn't this because I'm afraid that you'll be in a bad mood when working alone outside?" Potato Chip Girl muttered a few words.

"No need, you can just send the information and it will be enough if the intelligence is analyzed." The long-legged girl pinched her brows.

"Wait, let me take a look," Potato Chip Girl seemed to be using the tablet in her hand to explore the first place, and then she was slightly stunned, as if she was checking something carefully.
"Well, at this time, basically all the shops are closed."

"There's only one on this street." When the potato chip girl said this, she stopped talking.

"Is there anything dangerous?"

"That shouldn't be the case. He hasn't come into contact with things like dragons yet. He shouldn't go into some secret places in life. Potato Chips, why are you so hesitant all of a sudden?" The long-legged girl frowned, her tone Very unhappy,
"If you have something to say, can you just say it?"

"24h sex toy store."

The cold voice came from the opposite side, without any emotion, it was Sanwu. At this moment, she was probably sitting next to Potato Chip Girl from the opposite side.
"On that road, there is only one 24-hour sex toy store."

"The products inside include silicone dolls, sexy underwear, and contraceptives."

"Stop, stop, stop! Your Royal Highness, you don't need to introduce those things to Long Legs."

When Sanwu Niu heard this, she closed her mouth gently, without any emotion on her face.

Potato Chip Girl sighed, accustomed to Sanwu Niu being able to tell such things without changing her expression.

She shook the goblet, looked out the window, and sighed,

"That's right, long legs! It's a sex toy shop. Our little lion must have been depraved by money."

"Really?" The corner of the long-legged girl's mouth twitched crazily,
"Are you saying that the first thing our little lion will do when he gets money is to go to a sex toy store to buy dolls at night with his schoolbag and clothes on his back?" "A 16-year-old will always have a strong understanding of this aspect. He's very curious, isn't he? What's more, our little lion's past resume shows that he is a complete otaku. It's normal to like dolls and so on." Potato Chip Girl nodded and speculated, and hit her again. A burp.

"To correct you, the kind of things that otakus like are called action figures. Strictly speaking, they are not the same thing as inflatable dolls." Sanwuniu Gujing Wubo added.

"Yes, yes, I understand. Otakus only want dolls, and only perverted singles need dolls. If I follow your logic, wouldn't his next stop be a hotel?" The long-legged girl rolled her eyes. Speechless echo,

"On a dark and stormy night, it's possible to use the huge sum of money you just earned to buy your first doll, and then spend the night together on the top floor of a nearby hotel overlooking the river." Potato Chips Niu Le Hehehe, talking nonsense vaguely, "Longlegs, you are also Japanese, aren't you familiar with this kind of plot?"

"." The long-legged girl was speechless. She thought the potato chip girl was probably drunk.

"Potato chips, didn't you tell me not to drink? Forget it, drink less."

"Long Legs, report the status of the target." Sanwuniu answered the phone and spoke at an unusually fast pace, "I just took a look and found that there are indeed many hotels nearby, and there are possibilities of this and that."

Did you really check it?As expected of you, Sanwu Niuer.

The long-legged girl pursed her lips, raised her head after hearing the words, and reported the current situation idly,
"The little lion is approaching the target. The current distance is 200 meters, the wind speed is 2.7m/s, the temperature is 4℃, and the humidity is 62%. It can be shot from a safe distance. Sorry, I'm cheating."

The long-legged girl apologized casually without any intention, and by reporting,

"The current distance is 150 meters, and the little lion has no intention of stopping his moving paws, and his pace is extremely steady."

"At a distance of 50 meters, the little lion's eyes were very firm and he kept moving forward."

"0 meters, the little lion left there resolutely. Congratulations to Potato Chips. Your guess that you were drunk was wrong."

The long-legged girl clapped her hands suddenly,
"I'm sorry to tell you that I have recorded every word you said tonight. I believe that will be your new dark history."

"My potato chips, you don't want others to know that the financial queen who can control a country's economy actually looks like this in private."

The potato chip girl in the distance suddenly woke up. What the hell, is she recording?
damn it!Have you been tricked?

What on earth is that Japanese girl across from you going to do with this recording?
No need for money!It's a life-threatening situation!
"Wait!" Before the potato chip girl could start firing, the long-legged girl suddenly raised her voice, each wave getting louder and louder.

"The little lion is back!"

"He stopped in front of the mood store!"

"He was looking back and forth, like he was making sure no one was around!"

"He lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be hesitating!"

The long-legged girl’s tone is vivid,

"No! He's getting closer to the door! Damn it! Is this ridiculous thing really going to happen?"

"Is our little lion going to become an adult in this way tonight?"

Potato Chip Girl's muttered voice came, "To be honest, I thought our little lion would at least go to a club or something to do this kind of thing, but he is as useless as ever."

"Wait a minute, the on-site information is updated." The long-legged girl's voice sounded again,
"The little lion scanned the whole place with his stern eyes."

"His first target is underwear with lace patterns carved on it. Ha, it is indeed a man, but he actually looks at white first. His taste is quite unique. Shouldn't most people like black or red?"

"He moved his eyes and looked at the latex products. He seemed to be identifying the brand?"

"Sure enough!" The long-legged girl sat upright,

"His ultimate goal is a doll, and he has been staring at that doll for a long time! He is indeed an otaku, will he go in? Will he go in?"

The long-legged girl made no sound, making the potato chips girl feel itchy. Sanwu Niu remained silent and took a sip of red wine.

"Long legs! Long legs!" Potato Chip Girl asked in a low voice,

"How's the situation?"

"Unfortunately, he didn't have any intention to buy, but left." The long-legged girl replied casually,

"The reason why he does everything seems to be out of curiosity?"

"It makes sense," Sanwu explained calmly, with a serious look, as if he was analyzing a paper.
"According to psychology, when you encounter that kind of place in the middle of the night when no one is watching, curiosity does expand without anyone else watching."

"Especially at this age where hormones are bursting." Potato Chip Girl added to herself.

"Okay, stop playing." The long-legged girl reluctantly interrupted the current conversation. He felt that if it continued like this, it would get further and further away.

"The little lion turned left, reporting the actual situation on the next street."

"Wait! Wait! Let me take a look!" Potato Chip Girl responded in support, and the sound of tapping the screen came out faintly.

"I don't think so,"

The long-legged girl interrupted the support on the other side of the phone.

She looked ahead at the place that was particularly bright in the midnight street, and whispered softly,

"Potato chips, maybe you're right."

"Our little lion is not that hopeless."

"He's already gone into that place."

I saw all kinds of luxury cars parked on the street not far away.

Neon lighting equipment is posted at a particularly conspicuous height, with water droplets flowing faintly.

The light flashes round and round under the control of electric current, implicating the scrolling text.

On the splendid building not far away, it is written nakedly,

“Black Prince Health Club”

SPA, massage, steaming, hot springs.

Tel: 156****7760
A place that is very conspicuous with people coming and going at midnight is obviously not an absolutely legitimate place!
There was a muffled sound on the other end of the phone,
The goblet was placed on the dining table.

"Perhaps our little lion just wanted to take a bath in a hot spring and have a SPA." Potato Chip Girl muttered.
"Just like we want to relax after working for a long time, it's normal for the little lion to want to use his first money to enjoy services that make him feel happy after working for a long time."

"Whether it's a hot spring or anything else, to be honest, it doesn't matter."

The long-legged girl turned her hand and opened the car window with her hand. She held a thin cigarette in her mouth and puffed away, "I just hope he won't be involved in any strange incident."

"What can a club do?" Potato Chip Girl was very relaxed and disapproving.

"That's not an ordinary club," the long-legged girl murmured softly, her eyes lowered, flashing with a little vigilance.

"Unfortunately, I just saw Ninja and Trainer entering."

"There are also many disguised bodyguards in the corners of the surrounding alleys."

"Potato chips, we all know that in some places, they may be used for some shady transactions."

Duomian was silent for a while, then whispered softly,
"Long Legs, if the little lion really encounters a special situation, what are you going to do?"

"He shouldn't be so unlucky." The long-legged girl took off her red lips from the cigarette and slowly exhaled,

"But if something unexpected happens."

"I carry a knife and a pistol."

The glass door is inlaid with a golden metal frame and rotates gently to bring in every passenger.

Lu Mingfei entered the "Black Prince Health Club" with curious eyes.

When colleagues step inside, the indoor and outdoor temperatures are completely different.

A wallpaper from Greek mythology is plastered across the top, with curly-haired women naked and haloed angels waving their wings.

The crystal lamp has European carvings and looks very luxurious, but the flickering light is not dazzling. Under the reflection of the brown marble, it gives the entire space a soft light.

Stepping into the hall, there are huge blue and white glazed vases on both sides, mounted in a transparent booth. It is not known whether the boss behind the scenes is a real antique obtained from an auction.

What comes into view is a green rockery with clear water flowing through it. If you look closely, you can see that the rockery is actually carved from a single piece of jade.

Lu Mingfei looked at the jade and had a sudden thought.

If he relied on his complete ability to see through the world to gamble on stones, would he also be able to make a fortune?
Amidst the sound of rushing water, the mist released by dry ice ripples on the water. Red and yellow koi carps swim in the water, touching lotus leaves from time to time.

Opposite is a huge statue, standing tall and majestic!

The red-faced man with long beard closes his eyes slightly, holding the sword in his hand - it's Guan Gong.

Fresh fruits are served on the front, and in a simple copper stove, long incense that has not been burned out slowly spreads out smoke around it, but it is not pungent, but instead gives a feeling of relaxation and joy.

Lu Mingfei once heard from his uncle that high-end places like this often pay special attention to appearance. They will have some facilities in the lobby, such as antique vases, rockery and flowing water, and Guan Gong, which symbolizes loyalty. Now that he sees it, it is indeed the case.

He shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, and stepped towards the spacious service desk.

"Hello sir,"

The receptionist first looked at Lu Mingfei imperceptibly, then stood up with his signature smile and bowed slightly, "Can I help you in any way?"

"that."

Lu Mingfei's face was a little red, and his next words made the service staff in front of him completely confused.
"Do you have anything to eat here?"

Is there anything to eat?

A trace of confusion flashed subconsciously in the front desk's eyes.

She looked at the young man opposite her carefully and noticed his blushing and avoidant gaze, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

The receptionist clenched his hands uneasily.

She pursed her lips first, and then guessed in a low voice,
"I don't know, sir, what kind of food do you like?"

(End of this chapter)