Chapter 632 Melancholy Lu Mingfei

Cold and damp.

...It was that dream again.

On the dark and deserted elevated road, the rainstorm seemed to never stop. Skeleton-like black shadow monsters stood beside him layer by layer, with greedy light in their eyes.

He subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but found that his hand was empty. He tried to break through the siege, but found that the shadows were endless.

In this dream, he was no longer an S-level in Kassel Academy. Instead, he became the bad kid again. He could only watch the darkness and despair drowning him little by little.

But just when he was about to feel suffocated, the blazing flames tore through the thick rain curtain, and the golden light shone on him. He tried his best to raise his head to see the figure standing in front of him, but what he saw was endless rain. On the roof of the Maybach not far away, a little boy in a suit looked at him coldly with an umbrella.

...The next moment, he suddenly sat up from the bed.

There was a patter of rain outside the window, and the crackling of raindrops hitting the window made a dense sound. The corner that was not covered by the curtains revealed the gloomy and gray sky outside the window.

——It's raining.

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Lu Mingfei actually hates rainy days. When the weather is bad, people's mood becomes bad.

Although he lives in a mansion that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars a year for maintenance, his mood is just like the gray sky outside, with continuous rain.

……This rainy weather has lasted for almost half a month.

In the past half month, the beasts in Cassel can be said to be complaining. Because of the rain, many extracurricular activities cannot be organized. Some guys even ran to the principal's office and raised signs... Although Lu Mingfei seriously suspected that the reason for those people's protest was because of the postponed swimming competition.

There was only one class this morning, but after class, Lu Mingfei didn't mean to go back to Norton Hall. Instead, he sat at his desk and stared out the window.

He didn't know why he was daydreaming, but he always felt that he had no energy to do anything in the past half month. He didn't know if it was due to the weather, but he seemed to be moldy all over.

... Maybe he should take a mission like his senior brother?

Thinking of his senior brother who was probably killing Deadpool in Cuba, Lu Mingfei pondered in his heart.

If he went out for a walk, he might be much better, at least he wouldn't be so bored like now, and he couldn't get excited about anything, like a loser who lost something precious.

... But who is he?

Another legend of Shilan Middle School after Chu Zihang. In junior high school, he suddenly realized and worked hard to make progress. He took turns with Chu Zihang to take the first and second place on the list of "This Beast Should Be Killed". After Chu Zihang graduated, he firmly occupied the first place on the list.

At the same time, as the president of the Student Union of Shilan Middle School who has been holding a firm position for several years, he was welcomed by three beautiful school beauties and confessed their love during the graduation season, which was the peak of his life.

What is even more legendary is that when faced with the confessions of the three school beauties, he ruthlessly rejected them all, and then declined the invitations from all famous schools at home and abroad, and directly came to Kassel College to fight for world peace.

... What is wonderful? Fearless spirit of sacrifice and dedication! !

Not only that, on the day he came to Kassel, he only had a knife in his hand, and he fought two stars, the then Student Union President and the Lionheart Club President, on Freedom Day, and made himself S-level.

After that, he made many great achievements. Not only did he kill the revived Bronze and Fire Kings in the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, but he also teamed up with his senior brother to blow up a human smuggling ship during the summer vacation, which involved the secret of the White King's bloodline hidden for thousands of years. After a series of thrilling adventures, he summoned a little devil in Tokyo, Japan, and successfully thwarted Herzog's conspiracy to ascend to the throne of the White King, successfully saving the whole of Japan and even the world.

Counting the past experiences, no matter which one is brought up, it is a resounding legend. Even if he is no longer in the arena, there are still legends about him in the arena.

A legend like him, even the principal will greet him friendly and warmly invite him to have afternoon tea when he meets him on the road. How could he be a loser?

...But he doesn't know what's going on, but he always feels that he is very unlucky.

Faintly, he always feels that he seems to have forgotten something important, but he can't remember what he has forgotten anyway.

For this reason, he even went to see a psychologist, but the effect was almost zero. He would still be in a daze when he should be in a daze, still be emo when he should be emo, and still be unmotivated when he should be unmotivated... He was almost driven crazy.

The school was very concerned about his mental health. After all, the previous S-level was said to have committed suicide by swallowing a gun. In order to prevent him from following the footsteps of the previous S-level, Masashi Toyama gave him psychological counseling for nearly half a month.

...Then he had nightmares for almost a week.

He remembered that dream, and the time went back to when he was in junior high school. At that time, he had just had an epiphany not long ago, and as a result, he was confusedly dragged into the mixed-blood world by his senior.

On the viaduct where the rainstorm seemed to never stop, they encountered the greatest crisis of their lives. If the little devil had not appeared in front of him at the critical moment, he would have died there long ago.

But for some reason, the content of the dream was different from what he remembered. He had had the same dream for a week, but the ending was the same every time.

The blazing flames that tore through the black sky, the golden light that enveloped his whole body and brought him warmth, and then when he tried his best to raise his head, he would meet the cold eyes of the little devil in the distance without exception.

But in his memory, things were not like this at all. The scene shown in the dream was greatly different from the reality in his memory, which made him confused and bewildered.

He actually wanted to try to call out the little devil to ask for clarification, but the other party seemed to have lost contact in the past half month. No matter how he called the other party, he would not respond... He already suspected that the other party was deliberately playing tricks.

"...Forget it, let's go back and have a good sleep."

Pressing his aching forehead with his hand, Lu Mingfei sighed and stood up from the table.

If he continued to be emo here, Toyama Masashi would probably come to him fully armed...his psychological treatment was quite scary.

...He always felt that he was underemployed as a psychological counselor.