Dragon Raja: Dragon Slaying Begins with System Hosting

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"It's just a minor injury," he said casually.

It's just a minor scrape; unless there's some kind of medical condition, it's a small problem for anyone.

"Let's take care of this." Xia Mi opened her dirty little handbag and took out water, tissues, a small pack of cotton swabs, and iodine.

Lu Mingfei looked at the small packet of cotton swabs and iodine with some confusion: "Why are you carrying this???"

"It's to prevent things like what just happened," Xia Mi said matter-of-factly.

She has a clear self-awareness about her personality; she's always jumping around and bouncing around, so who knows when she might fall down.

"Let me clean it up for you."

Xia Mi lowered her head, took Lu Mingfei's hand, spread it out, rinsed off the seaweed with water, then applied iodine solution to clean the wound, and wiped it clean with a cotton swab.

Lu Mingfei stood still, reaching out to clean her wound. Xia Mi's small hands were slender, but soft and cool...

Seeing that she didn't feel anything when she poured the iodine solution on the wound, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't it hurt when you put iodine solution on a wound?"

He remembered that when he fell down before, his mother, Giovanni, would treat his wounds in the same way, except that the disinfectant she used would hurt a lot when poured on the wound.

He gently poured the liquid onto the wound, and to others it looked fine, but he had actually been dead for a while...

"Boss, you're so silly. Iodine disinfectant doesn't irritate wounds, so why would it hurt?" Xia Mi looked up at him strangely. "You used hydrogen peroxide and alcohol to disinfect before, didn't you? Those two hurt."

"I think so." Lu Mingfei nodded.

After cleaning their wounds, the two ran back to the Maybach, looking somewhat disheveled, and went back to the hotel to change their clothes.

Xia Mi planned to visit Fudan University and Shanghai Jiao Tong University, but in the afternoon, a light drizzle began to fall in Shanghai. The sky was overcast, the wind was biting, and she didn't know when it would stop.

The puddles outside dampened Xia Mi's appetite for shopping, so she went to Lu Mingfei's room to discuss the business plans from the previous night.

After patching up the initial plan, it was already very late, and the light rain outside was still falling, with no idea when it would stop.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the frost on the windowsill and said to Xia Mi, "Your travel plans are going to be canceled."

"There's nothing I can do, things just don't go as planned." She said nonchalantly, "I'll come again next time I have time."

"Who knows when the next time will be?" Lu Mingfei said with some regret.

The New Year's Day holiday, which was originally planned, was repeatedly disrupted by unexpected events. The 0.2% that the system could not control, which was 98% of the time, reappeared... Why does it seem like it's still me?

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment. He was the one who proposed the initial idea for the online ride-hailing business plan, and he was also the one who suggested going to the beach... No, he couldn't take the blame entirely; the waiter at the Michelin-starred restaurant also bore some responsibility...

Xia Mi glanced at Lu Mingfei, who remained silent, and thought of the scene on the reef earlier that day.

She didn't know if Lu Mingfei was faking the fall, but she really did... She suddenly asked, "Boss Lu, what kind of girl do you like?"

"What kind of girl do I like?" Lu Mingfei didn't have an answer for a moment when he heard this question.

The system immediately sensed something was wrong: "...'What kind of girl do you like?' This question is likely a rather subtle hint, because normally one wouldn't ask such a question about someone of the opposite sex..."

Under what circumstances would a person have this question? ...

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The system sensed that Xia Mi's question was somewhat puzzling and worth exploring in detail.

But after reading the system analysis, Lu Mingfei didn't know what to say...

Perhaps seeing that he didn't give an answer immediately, Xia Mi laughed to herself and said, "Boss, what do you think we'll do if our business fails?"

Lu Mingfei snapped out of his daze and said, "Then let's move on to the next one."

"That's true. After a failed startup, you're likely to be heavily in debt. Not trying again is a dead end. But it doesn't seem to be a problem for you, boss..."

Xia Mi chuckled and changed the subject.

On the morning of January 3rd, the day had passed and the frost and rain still hadn't stopped, so Xia Mi could only regretfully return with Lu Mingfei.

Upon returning, the first person he met was Akira Sakurai, who had come to pick him up from the airport knowing he was coming back.

The officials have been testing him these past few days and haven't found anything wrong. It will just take a few more days to complete all the procedures, otherwise he would have already received his passport.

Even without completing all the testing, it was enough to make Sakurai Akira overjoyed. His bloodline was about to be certified, which meant that he had completely shed his identity as a "demon" and could live freely in the sunlight.

"grown ups."

Sakurai Akira bowed to Lu Mingfei.

He only knows some basic Chinese, after all, he has only been here for about ten days, which is not enough time.

"The official testing will take ten days, and your passport will be ready in five days."

The system seems to be paying attention to Sakurai Akira's situation, and can appropriately share information about his subordinates, making them feel that their leader values ​​them...

“Yes, we still need to thank you, sir…” Sakurai Akira’s Chinese was a bit awkward.

The system patted his shoulder and said to him in fluent Japanese: "これはあなたの选択です. Life under the sun is a feeling of life under the sun." (This is your choice. How do you feel about living under the sun.)

Xia Mi spent about ten days translating, but the system actually learned almost all of Japanese in just a few days. It just didn't show up because there was no need for her to stop working.

A smile appeared on Sakurai Ming's pretty face: "Thank you for your help, thank you for your help."

He didn't say anything more about being willing to go through fire and water for his master or swearing to be loyal to the death, but his face was full of seriousness.

During the past few days of official testing, he was terrified every time he was tested, and he had nightmares every time he went to sleep.

He either dreams of being imprisoned because the alchemical matrix is ​​unstable and his bloodline is out of control, or he wakes up to find himself back in that charity school deep in the mountains of Japan; his trip to China is just a dream...

Only after waking up, going out for a walk, and seeing the people coming and going, could he gradually shake off that lingering fear by feeling grounded...

……

The system approached Su Enxi with a PowerPoint presentation to discuss business matters.

"The plan is good, but the timing isn't right yet. Mobile networks are too expensive, at least not suitable for China right now, and the population is too small... I'll have my people assess when would be a better time."

Su Enxi did not deny that Lu Mingfei's business plan was feasible, but the hardware conditions were not yet up to par, so it was not suitable for widespread adoption.

She needs to send someone to check on the situation at Apple, the leading smartphone manufacturer.

"By the way, we found some small traces of dragon blood contamination in the area where Panpan came into contact with the dragon blood, which were widely scattered in a certain area."

Su Enxi took out a stack of documents. Due to the passage of time, the small-scale dragon blood pollution had long been digested by nature.

All we could get was information from nearby villagers. Two months ago, Panpan accidentally came into contact with the fresh dragon blood contamination while passing by...

Fortunately, there was no large-scale pollution, and the victim was just one person, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

"What we suspect now is that an injured dragon passed by, or that remnants of a dragon civilization have reappeared."

Su Enxi looked at Lu Mingfei flipping through the documents and said, "We are currently investigating the second possibility and obtaining information from the official organization."

The authorities might have a case file on this matter, and since they were in contact with it early on, they might make some discoveries.

"Ah."

……

The New Year's Day holiday is over, and school resumes as usual.

The teacher's lecture pace is too slow. The system has already moved ahead of all the students in the course. There's no need to listen to the lectures. If you encounter any key points you don't understand in the book, you can directly ask the teacher.

The teachers looked at him as if he were looking at Xia Mi, that little monster from the first year of high school.

Such god-level students only appear once every few years, but now two have appeared, and both are handsome and beautiful... At this rate, Lu Mingfei will soon advance to the level where teachers have to read his face during class, like Xia Mi.

Of course, the teachers wouldn't curse him to his demise like some people do; teaching this kind of student is a pure pleasure for them.

In addition to asking teachers difficult questions, the system also has to answer questions from ordinary students in the class.

Shilan Middle School is not the kind of school that has a small test every week or a big test every month. The students don't know what kind of monster Lu Mingfei has become after almost a month. They only know that when they ask, Lu Mingfei can answer them.

Even the talented and brilliant Shilan Middle School felt somewhat powerless in the face of Lu Mingfei, a monster who achieved perfect scores in all subjects.

"The solution to this problem is as follows..."

The system explained the questions to them very clearly and efficiently. Whether they understood or not was none of the system's business. However, most students had an "Oh, I see" expression on their faces after listening.

Even girls from the next class came to him specifically to ask him about difficult problems. Unfortunately, none of them were very pretty; the highest subjective score he could get was only 9.5, far from reaching the level of "most pretty."

Otherwise, from the system's perspective, winning over these girls would be a sure thing.

[...Can't she ask her own class? Why bother coming all the way here...]

However, even when faced with Liu Miaomiao's questions, he maintained the same attitude, since the difficulty of being asked by classmates is completely different from that of being asked by classmates from the next class.

"Lu Mingfei, can you help me with a problem?" She approached Lu Mingfei with a difficult point from her textbook.

The system glanced at where she was pointing, picked up a pen, and said, "First like this, then like this..."

After finishing his explanation, he didn't care whether she understood or not, and continued studying on his own without a trace of regret.

In fact, Lu Mingfei didn't have a bad impression of Liu Miaomiao, after all, they had been classmates in junior high school.

Once, Lu Mingfei, bored out of his mind, asked Liu Miaomiao how to practice the piano. Liu Miaomiao said it was very hard and required training finger strength from a young age. Then she played a few bars forcefully with one hand on the windowpane, making the glass vibrate slightly.

Lu Mingfei couldn't replicate that effect, but he still remembered the beautiful light and shadow left by Liu Miaomiao's long, slender hands on the glass.

……

Akira Sakurai successfully passed several days of testing and obtained a green-label identity and passport from the Chinese government.

Although he really wanted to return to Japan in glory, since Lord Lu hadn't made any offer, he decided to find a job to support himself first.

He has had food, drink, and lodging these past few days. After the dragon blood stabilized, Lord Lu even gave him some money to go out and see the world.

He felt guilty about enjoying this treatment and didn't want to trouble his benefactor anymore, so he wanted to earn his own living like an ordinary person.

The system, armed with the latest information, located his small rented apartment and knocked on the door.

"Lord Lu, you've arrived?"

Akira Sakurai was somewhat pleased.

Lu Mingfei wouldn't contact him unless there was a reason. He only showed up when he was helping him rent a house and giving him some money, and then he never contacted him again.

This made Sakurai Akira think he had been released.

"Come and check the condition of the alchemical matrix within your body."

"Yes, Lord Lu!"

Sakurai Akira immediately welcomed Lu Mingfei into the room.