Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Xia Mi, who was wielding a stick and killing the Kamamaita group, was very satisfied when she saw the "dead bodies" on the ground. In addition to modifying the train this afternoon, she also took the Kamamaita group for rehearsals. Now it seems that it counts. fruitful.

In her original script, Xia Di would be forced into the Nibelungen, encounter the ghost train again that left a psychological shadow on him, and then play a life-or-death battle royale game with the Kamaitachi.

But during the first rehearsal, she discovered that this group of brainless weasels were unable to execute their requests perfectly. They always made a mess in the narrow carriage, turning from pilots into walking beasts.

And considering that Xia Di is just an ordinary human being, she is pretty good to her. If she accidentally gets slapped by these idiots who are neither serious nor serious, it will be a loss that outweighs the gain.

So I decided to put a few sickle weasels in the car, which would frighten him without leaving him paralyzed.

When the train arrives at the station, he can escape and face a greater challenge - the Kamamaita group.

In the spacious space, Kamamaitachi can give full play to their strengths, and can better control the force to only damage a shallow layer of flesh. In this way, when the male protagonist is caught in endless pursuit and danger, she can He appeared as a savior and destroyed all the monsters to gain Xia Di's respect.

Then, while Xia Di was crying with gratitude, she revealed some unknown secrets to let him know how dangerous the real world is, and he could use it for his own purposes with some coercion and inducement.

It's just that plans can never keep up with changes. The little tricks she prepared have never been used from the beginning, whether it is to give Xia Di a sap or to give Xia Di a sap...

Later, due to the male protagonist's uncooperation, she temporarily changed her plan and appeared early. As a result, she dropped from the high profile of a savior to a good-hearted person who doesn't say many cruel words.

Fortunately, this is also part of her Plan B. She becomes the plot leader and takes Uncle Xia, who has been demoted to the second male lead, to overcome his psychological shadow step by step. With a little psychological hint, he gradually becomes a beacon guiding his life, allowing him to have a better understanding of himself. Be grateful and listen to Dai De's words.

Now it seems that at least it is appropriate to be grateful.

However, the dangers of the experience are still indispensable. Right now, she is playing with a bunch of bastards, and the male protagonist is alone again. The most important part of Plan B is about to take place.

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Seeing that the game was about to be completed, Lu Mingfei was so excited that he wanted to set off fireworks to celebrate.

But now that I don't have this condition, I can only take out Jianlibao and wait for Brother Cloak to return in triumph.

Tsk tsk, someone took me through the level without doing anything. This is no more interesting than the life-and-death effort to break the Dark Soul.

Lu Mingfei was complacent about his good luck, just like when the teacher called people in order to answer questions. When it was his turn, get out of class just ended, and the teacher left the questions to ask other people in the next class.

But soon his smile gradually faded, and he finally regained his composure.

Because he suddenly realized something, a very important thing: "This... seems to be my dream. Why are others taking the limelight along the way?"

Thinking about it carefully, from the beginning of the game to now, his only bright spot is that he listens to others and does not cause trouble and seek death, which saves Brother Cloak a lot of unnecessary trouble.

But although the previous dream of amusement park monsters was unfinished, he, Lu Mingfei, had finally gotten over the addiction of Ultraman beating up little monsters. Why could he just sit there and watch people show off his power this time?

Even if I can't make my own decisions in life, I can't help but dream.

Looking at Brother Cloak who was killing everyone, and then looking at himself huddled in the corner while the audience silently cheered him on, Lu Mingfei was a little discouraged.

Fortunately, he thought he was the protagonist of this dream game at the beginning, and the co-author was just an insignificant passerby. He silently applauded and cheered for the real protagonist, becoming an indispensable foil.

I can only say that I am indeed obedient and cooperative. I am not at all like those actors in horror movies who like to seek death, nor are they as naughty and mischievous as the young detective team in Death School. They fully demonstrate what it means to be well-behaved and sensible.

Everyone likes a child like this, which means that you don’t need to pay too much attention and can safely throw him aside. Anyway, he won’t cry or make trouble. When he is hungry, he will find food by himself. How perfect.

But that's reality, dreams shouldn't be like this...

Chewing the chewing gum that had lost its flavor, he leaned against the box behind him and comforted himself: "It's okay. It feels good to have a tall person to support me even if the sky falls."

No one had any expectations for him anyway, so why should he put too much pressure on himself?

It was said on TV that noble people are rare, but in reality he had Uncle Xia and Senior Brother Chu as his solid backing, and in his dream he had the warm-hearted Brother Cloak to guide him all the way, as if he didn't have to work hard at all.

Fortunately, these days there are no words such as "disposable" and "salted fish", otherwise Xiaolu would probably regard it as his life goal.

Just when he was mastering the essence of what he had learned without a teacher, a dialog box suddenly popped up in front of him.

Familiar Camp Sid, familiar font: "Dear Mr. Lu, you have a new mission - please independently eliminate the Weasel Queen!"

"What?" Lu Mingfei looked at the taskbar in confusion, "Did you make a mistake? Shouldn't it be Brother Zilong who handles Queen Kamaita?"

He is just an ordinary passerby, what can he do for the protagonist?

Use nail clippers to trim someone's nails or use a lighter to warm someone's feet?

You can't let him chew gum while recovering his health and get beaten at the same time, right?

But just like what he said, the game did not depend on his will. The next second, a scream so sharp that it could tear the eardrums came from the sky.

Lu Mingfei looked around and saw a huge skeleton bird falling from the sky and rushing towards him.

Look at the membrane wings with a wingspan of at least ten meters, roaring through the air, and the sharp claws at the end exude the breath of death.

The nine skeletal heads roared together, making different roars. Even the air was enveloped by the terrifying sound waves, turning into invisible shock waves that dispersed the golden shimmer in the air.

"Be careful!" Brother Cloak shouted when he was surrounded by Kamamaitai. It seemed that he wanted to rush over to save him, but the Kamamaitachi suddenly went crazy and tried their best to stop him.

"Oh, it's over." Lu Mingfei looked at Brother Cloak, who was trapped in a tight siege but still wanted to rescue him, and sighed, "As expected of the protagonist," but he turned a blind eye to the sickle-like claws of Queen Weasel.

He calmly took out the cigarettes, shook out one and held it in his mouth, imitating Tom's example of lighting it.

Taking a deep breath, the spicy taste of the tobacco made him cough and cough up tears.

"Damn, it's really choking!"

Lu Mingfei cursed and couldn't understand why adults would like to smoke this thing. Sure enough, the country was right to ban minors from smoking.

Okay, let’s just do this dream.

He wanted to be in a good mood for the next day, and his senior brother had promised to take him out to play tomorrow.

Sighing out all the remaining smoke in his lungs, Lu Mingfei was ready to face death calmly and use his last effort to play GG.

But the moment he closed his eyes, his waist suddenly sank, and a cold mechanical voice sounded in his ears:

"Standing by...complete."