Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei who repeatedly returns from the game

Chapter 174 Tsk, I'm left out again.

"strangeness……"

Lu Mingfei squatted on the deck inside the cockpit, his fingertips brushing against the cold, damp iron plate, his brows furrowed.

Before him lay the enemy Gu Nan had taken down, a middle-aged man dressed as an ordinary sailor, who was now unconscious.

"Within a radius of over twenty meters, not even the slightest movement of a mouse can escape my perception..."

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, his tone revealing his confusion.

"How did he manage to completely evade perception until the very last moment before being exposed?"

With his current perception and the instincts of an S-class hybrid, this is almost impossible.

"I didn't notice it at first either."

Gu Nan stood beside him with her arms crossed, tilting her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously stroking her smooth chin as if she were stroking a non-existent beard.

"He seemed to blend into the darkness and the shadow of the ship, his breath, heartbeat, temperature... were all perfectly concealed. It wasn't until he sensed something was wrong and tried to secretly take out his phone to send a signal that I locked onto him, and his breath leaked out a little bit during the movement."

"Is it some kind of word of power I've never seen before, one that excels at concealment?"

Lu Mingfei stood up, his gaze sweeping across the dark sea, his mind racing through the obscure records in the Kassel College textbook on "The Science of Words."

"'Ghosts'? Or winter?"

Both of these Words of Power are quite rare, and their descriptions are vague. He hasn't seen them in person yet, so he can't be sure how effective their concealment is.

"Xiaya."

Lu Mingfei stopped guessing and shouted.

He almost forgot that there was a living encyclopedia of dragons right beside him.

Aside from those ultimate incantations possessed only by the Dragon Kings of their respective domains, she was intimately familiar with most of the incantations from the four major monarch systems, even if she couldn't use them all.

"Xia Mi has arrived!"

A clear response rang out almost as soon as the words were spoken.

Xia Mi suddenly appeared in front of Lu Mingfei from nowhere, standing straight like a soldier being inspected. She even raised her hand seriously, touched her forehead with her five fingers together, and gave a not-so-standard but energetic military salute, her eyes sparkling in the night.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback by her sudden dramatic outburst and subconsciously raised his hand to return the greeting.

"Report sir!"

Xia Mi didn't even glance down at the unconscious person on the ground; her little mouth began to report in rapid succession.

"The target did indeed use the Word of Power 'Ghost,' but its serial number wasn't high. It's a lower-level, practical variant of 'Netherworld Illumination.' Its effect isn't complete invisibility, but rather a significant reduction in its 'presence' in the environment, making it difficult for biological instincts and conventional perception to lock onto. As for why it evaded your keen senses, sir—"

She drew out her words, lightly stomped her right heel, then raised her head and gave a salute, a hint of smugness on her face:

"Because his bloodline purity is quite good—at least around Rank A. His control over Words of Power and his ability to conceal his aura are both at a considerable level! Report complete! Any further instructions, sir?"

"...It's alright, get back to the team."

Lu Mingfei got a little caught up in her routine and returned the gift.

Gu Nan, standing to the side, stared in disbelief, blinked, and asked curiously:

"...Can I join your... um, ceremony? It sounds pretty exciting."

"Go! Go! Go……"

Mingfei quickly waved his hand to interrupt her, fearing that this young lady might also suddenly decide to make a scene with Xia Mi, and he simply couldn't imagine what that would be like.

The next step is cleanup and cleanup.

After securing the human traffickers, who were lying haphazardly on the ground, along with the few who had been waiting on the shore, with high-strength nylon cable ties, Lu Mingfei stuffed them all into the cargo bed of the white van they had driven there.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Perfect timing! The item was returned to its original "vehicle," except that what was supposed to be loaded inside had changed from "goods" to "criminals."

Now, it's time to deal with the few survivors who are still in shock.

The group of people huddled together not far from the truck, supporting each other. The sea breeze made their thin clothes shiver, and fear and lingering dread remained on their faces. They stood close together as if they could draw some sense of security from each other.

Lu Mingfei glanced at them, then looked back at his own side—Gu Nan was studying the tire tracks of the truck, Xia Mi was teasing Erii, and even Zero, who was usually very perceptive, was standing quietly in the shadows…

Clearly, none of them had the intention to proactively offer "psychological support to the victim."

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, clear his throat, and glance at Zero several times in a veiled manner.

Only then did Zero exchange a glance with him before stepping forward.

She showed no extra expression, but deftly took out a black document holder from her bosom, opened it, and the badges and lettering on the inner pages reflected slightly in the peripheral light of the distant port.

Huaxia Special Case Handling Team, First-Class Police Inspector.

Her voice was calm and even, yet it carried a reassuring power:

“You are safe now. If you wish to return home as soon as possible, you can go to the Chinese Embassy in Japan, show your identification and explain your situation. The staff will provide you with all necessary assistance.”

The group looked at each other, their lips moving as if they wanted to say something but dared not.

Zero keenly sensed their hesitation and asked directly:

"Are there still difficulties?"

After a moment of silence, Su Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and spoke softly on behalf of those behind her who looked even more bewildered:

“We…we had everything taken from us, we didn’t have any yen. And none of us speak Japanese.”

Her voice was a little hoarse, but clear and articulate. Even in this embarrassing moment, she held her head high and maintained her usual composure, unwilling to show weakness easily.

Zero didn't say anything. She turned around and took out a few 10,000 yen bills from the delicate black handbag that Lu Mingfei had given her. Then, she pulled out a notepad and pen from somewhere and, in the dim light, quickly wrote down the embassy's detailed address and contact number in fluent Japanese.

“Follow that road outside,” she handed the money and note to Su Xiaoqiang, pointing in a direction, “walk for about a kilometer, and you’ll get onto the main road. You can hail a taxi there. The driver will understand the address.”

Su Xiaoqiang took the banknotes and note, which were still slightly cool to the touch, and held them tightly in her palm.

She raised her head, her gaze passing over Ling's shoulder to look at Lu Mingfei a few steps away, her eyes filled with complex emotions, many unspoken questions.

“Lu Mingfei…”

She murmured the name, paused, and then said, "After that... we'll contact each other by phone."

Although she wasn't sure if his number was still reachable at that moment.

After saying that, she didn't linger or give Lu Mingfei a chance to respond or explain. She turned around, nodded to the other rescued people, and led them, trudging through the gravel-strewn sand, toward the road.

Her expensive high heels were worn out after seven days of wear and tear, but her back remained straight, and her gait even carried a habitual, stubborn air that belonged to the little fairy.

They even said I've changed a lot...

Aren't you the same?

Lu Mingfei gazed at the weary figure that gradually blurred in the night, yet still stood out remarkably, and thought to himself.

That inherent pride and unwillingness to easily bow down—it really hasn't changed at all; it's exactly the same as it was in high school.

She must have had a lot of questions, but she wisely chose to leave temporarily, showing that now was not the time to ask.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two crisp snaps of fingers exploded almost against Lu Mingfei's earlobes, interrupting his thoughts. Immediately afterward, an arm draped over his shoulder without warning, with an extremely familiar weight and warmth.

"Tsk tsk, what an elegant air about her,"

Gu Nan's voice was filled with undisguised teasing and admiration. She was practically hanging on Lu Mingfei, with her other hand exaggeratedly placed in front of her eyebrows, "gazing" in the direction Su Xiaoqiang had left.

Although the place was already deserted.

Her face was full of a knowing, mischievous expression, and she clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"Hey Lu, isn't this a perfect opportunity? A hero saves a damsel in distress, an old friend reunites, and her identity remains a mystery... This kind of beautiful girl who has sparked your intense curiosity is the easiest to win over! It's a rare opportunity, why not seize it?"

She became more and more animated as she spoke, her eyes shining as if she had discovered a new continent:

"They're high school classmates! This is a total power boost! Let me tell you, I've seen at least ten different plots like this in the novels you gave me! I know all the tricks: how to develop the story, how to create a chance encounter, how to subtly show off your charm! How about it? Need this 'love strategist'... oh no, 'relationship advisor' to give you some pointers? Free lessons, guaranteed to teach you everything!"

Lu Mingfei was pulled to the side by her embrace, and with the barrage of novel theories in his ears again, he felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He took a deep breath and reflected deeply.

Back in the Qin Dynasty, when I was worried she'd be bored, I really shouldn't have tried to save trouble by buying her boxes and boxes of all sorts of random romance novels, urban legends, and coming-of-age stories...

Now look what's happened! It's uncertain how much serious history and social knowledge he's learned, but he's certainly mastered the skills of gossip, matchmaking, and romantic fantasies, and he's even putting them into practice. He's completely gone astray!

"Go! Go! Go……"

Lu Mingfei tried to shake her arm off his shoulder in an annoyed tone, his voice full of helplessness.

"What kind of love strategist are you? You should first solidify your 'half-step Golden Core' realm, lest you suffer a qi deviation one day! He just escaped danger, is exhausted both physically and mentally, and has a bunch of serious matters to deal with. How can he have time to think about these romantic... no, these messy things!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "random nonsense" in an attempt to end the conversation.

"Oh—now you're starting to consider other people's feelings and protect their image?"

Gu Nan not only didn't let go, but moved even closer, her eyes gleaming as if she had discovered "ironclad evidence," and she drawled out her words.

"Still saying you have no ideas? Xiao Lu, that's just a blatant attempt to cover it up!"

Lu Mingfei: "..."

He decided to give up arguing. The best way to deal with Gu Nan in this situation was to find her something serious to do.

His gaze shifted to the group of human traffickers in the carriage.

Why don't you just let her interrogate these people?