[Realistic mission module, skill advent module, talent penetration module, updated completed.] 】

[Reward sublimation module, loading completed, update progress 50%]

[World Realm Module, Loaded Completed, Update Progress 15%]

[Overall update progress: 3/5.] 】

With a thought in his mind, Lu Mingfei tried to enter the existing choices of [April is Your Lie], [Dragon], and [Random World], but only got the prompt text "The system has not been updated yet, please be patient with the host" and "After the version is updated, the simulation will change slightly, please prepare the host", which was quietly engraved in the gray world frame.

[Demon Slayer World (1 number of successful cures), simulated cooling time: 179 days, 3 hours and 52 minutes.

Note: Redeemable for the relevant cooling volume reduction time. 】

Lu Mingfei glanced at the simulator that had not yet been fully updated and the ghost slayer simulation world with an unprecedented cooldown, and couldn't help but touch his lips.

Although there are unlimited cooldown elimination rolls in the salvage mall, the salvage points of up to one million are not something Lu Mingfei can afford now.

What's more, depending on the update progress of the system, even if you don't choose other worlds, you will have to wait for at least about a month and a half.

So Lu Mingfei nodded lightly, and dropped a few big words under "Simulation Related" in the upper left corner of the notebook.

"The simulation is stagnant, accumulating rescue points and waiting for updates, which should be expected, but it will return to real life for the time being."

Then, Lu Mingfei moved the tip of his pen lightly, and in the second section of the salsa sound, he recorded the course of action he should take in the half-blood world.

Writing fast, that's something he'd thought of a long time ago.

Real-World Code of Conduct

"First, hide yourself, protect yourself, and improve your strength in all aspects."

Self-strength is the only unconditionally credible productivity.

"Second, find ways to investigate the truth and get in touch with the truth."

Knowing the intelligence is the only way to make choices for your future.

"Thirdly,"

The tip of the pen clicked, smearing the fragrance of the ink, Lu Mingfei thought about it, the pen walked the dragon snake,

"Be prepared, set out to build the Mask Organization."

After all, an individual's energy is limited.

Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be controlled by anyone in the future, and at the same time, he also wants to have the right to speak in the face of anyone who can talk on an equal footing, so he urgently needs the reappearance of the mask organization.

is no longer a person playing a few corners, but a real establishment - a team that belongs to Lu Ming alone!

Personnel to be determined, the purpose is not clear, the funds are insufficient, the road is still very long, and it is barely said that the future can be expected?

Forget it, just remember it first.

Lu Mingfei tapped the notebook and moved the tip of the pen again,

Then the third section, "Daily Life and Campus Life".

Lu Mingfei thought about this part of the most time-consuming, after all, for now, he would spend most of his time in this area.

Frankly speaking, Lu Mingfei now feels that ordinary high school and college seem to have no effect on him, but he can't and can't get out so quickly.

Therefore, it will take a long time to "lurk" secretly.

"The most important thing is not to expose your unusually inhuman abilities, whether it is to strangers, uncles and aunts, or Senior Brother Chu or Su Xiaoyan."

Lu Mingfei unconsciously bit the cap of his pen and muttered,

"But I can't be as ordinary as before, otherwise in the end, it may be even more suspicious."

After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Mingfei finally determined his role in daily life - a student who was suddenly reborn after entering high school, and gradually opened up in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor.

That is, what the adults sigh and the students talk about - the so-called "dark horse"!

The tail of the crane became a god in one day, and I'm afraid no one can believe it.

But if the time span is extended and the same result is replaced by a counterattack by waste wood, not many people will be unacceptable.

"If you really do this, the key and difficulty is to grasp the growth of the 'dark horse', and you need to plan well." Lu Mingfei muttered softly.

At present, there is no doubt that his abilities have indeed surpassed his peers.

But something like suddenly exposing his rapidly progressing kendo skills in front of Senior Brother Chu must not happen again.

Even if it's something similar, it doesn't work.

Because it's too "abnormal"!

So for a period of time in the future, Lu Mingfei plans to slowly release his abilities, until everyone gets used to the magic of such a high school "dark horse", no matter what happens, they will no longer feel too surprised, but sigh within the scope of what they can bear in their hearts, "Lu Mingfei has changed so much", even if it is a matter of course.

Of course, there is one more point,

Lu Mingfei lightly sketched a few strokes on the notebook, and the force was a little heavy.

"Find an opportunity to move out for a reasonable reason."

In order to better facilitate his actions, and in order not to bring danger to his uncle's family as much as possible, he can no longer hide here.

Suddenly remembering that on the way home, my aunt complained that in order to find him, her car was crashed and scrapped, I don't know how much it would cost, and the injuries and bandages on the body of the three members of the old Lu family, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but smile silently.

After all, even if this little fat man in the family has the lowest opinion of him, if he is killed by the FBI or CIA or some other mixed-race organization because of him, although he Lu Mingfei will not cry, he will be sad for a while.

Well. There is affection but not much???

A poofed laugh squeezed out of the corner of his mouth.

Lu Mingfei thought of the story of the first offline meeting between Yang and Snake not long ago.

Shaking his head slightly, Lu Mingfei slowly perfected the last module, which was the "Mission" in Lu Mingfei's hands at present.

The golden quest "Scarlet Future" about the meows.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei is still quite greedy, a golden skill card, millions of save points, unsealing of bloodlines ranging from 1% to 10%, and the so-called mysterious gift package, none of which seem to be simple.

But at present, he can only choose to investigate slowly, quietly wait for the opportunity, Jiang Taigong fishing-the wisher will take the bait.

This one is in a hurry, and what should come will always come.

As for the long-term task "Crime and Punishment: The Journey of Perpetuation".

Lu Mingfei's current plan is to act in the dead of night, and at the same time earn rescue points, he can also personally understand all kinds of intelligence in the dark. This is one of the reasons why he urgently needs to move out and live on his own.

Finally, there's the latest "Moloto" investigative mission.

Flipping through his hand and shaking the cold dark purple potion in his hand, Lu Mingfei silently watched the mysterious liquid hidden in the transparent tube swim away and glow, and his fingers couldn't help but knock on the table.

Click! Click!

This can turn a half-breed into a Deadpool, no matter how you look at it, it's definitely not easy.

Boom!

After thinking about it for a long time and integrating all the items, Lu Mingfei quietly put pen to paper.

"During this year's winter vacation, we will target Japan and investigate matters related to Molotto cocktails and Genji Heavy Industries, an organization that is likely to be a hybrid race."

And also

"Using the power of the system, we will treat Eri Uesugi's disease."

The lottery ticket for the Japan tour is ridiculously high, and it is an investigation mission that coincides with the time

The timing was just right, and it was time to meet up.

Lu Mingfei solemnly left his promise to the little girl in his notebook, and when he drew an end at the end and circled this one, his eyes were stunned.

"Speaking of Eri Uesugi this kid? Did I forget something? ”

Tick! Tick!

The clock was beating, and Lu Mingfei turned his head to look up at the clock, just after nine o'clock in the evening.

Probably from Japan.

"Ten o'clock!?"

Seeing the clouds, Lu Mingfei's eyes slowly widened, and when he turned around, he saw the note paper on the wall.

"1, 9.13, remember! Remember! At 10 o'clock in the afternoon (crossed out), 9 o'clock will be on time to fulfill the agreement with Eriyi. ”

I think back to the scene of last night's duel with Eri Uesugi explaining the jet lag in time, and his promise to pat his chest and promise that he would never be late again today.

Lu Mingfei looked down at the smoking scrapped computer for a while, looked up at the sticky notes posted on the wall for a while, turned his head to stare at the slowly beating clock, and grabbed his hair irritably and rubbed it around, very entangled.

"Ahhh

The mobile phone exploded in the fire, the computer was scrapped just now, and the promised time was about to pass, and the mobile phone that was conjured out of thin air was likely to be discovered by the old monster in the old forest in the mountains of Chicago.

Let's just tell me, what should he do now?

Ready to swallow a thousand needles?

Lu Mingfei suddenly lay on the bed, and duang~duang~duang~ bumped into a squeaky sound.

Annoyed him!

At the same time, in Japan, at 10 o'clock in Tokyo, there was a lot of noise in the pitch black.

A mysterious floor of Genji Heavy Industries.

Eriyi, who had been recuperating for a day, stared at her big puzzled eyes, and her pure red eyes gradually became stained with mist of grievances.

Reflected, the motionless pitch-black screen in front of him.

Turning his head to look at the pointer that had exceeded the appointed time, he turned around and twisted the handle on the game console, but the screen that was originally lit up at the touch of the game did not have the slightest light at this moment.

Eri Yi's shoulders trembled sharply, and even her golden eyes lit up uncontrollably.

Why?

Why can't it be opened all of a sudden?

Since living here, I haven't encountered the current situation.,Eri Yi, who experienced a power outage for the first time, was a little at a loss.,The bottom of her heart is empty.。

The girl does not know that this emotion is called panic, she only knows.

Don't do that!

In this case, wouldn't it become that she didn't keep her promise?

She doesn't want to swallow a thousand needles!

"Uh-huh!" Subconsciously rubbing the hair on both sides of her head, Eri Yi let out an irritable whimper uncontrollably like a small animal.

Shaking her head violently, her messy dark red hair turned lightly and sprinkled on her chest, Eri looked pitifully at the customized mobile phone that someone had sent her not long ago, and her eyes lit up with hope.

Hurriedly got up, staggered and trotted on a coin thrown on the ground, staggered into the bed, took out his mobile phone, and clumsily opened the upper number.

Click!

Eri sends a message of explanation to her only friend, Sakura, but receives no response.

Eri didn't know what the spinning gray windmill and the big red exclamation mark next to the message meant, but she knew it wasn't good news - because Sakura didn't reply to her.

In the dark, the girl turned over and lay down on the bed that was a little messy.

Eri looked at the Japanese ceiling with the shadow of the moon, and suddenly felt the urge to vent her voice, but she was afraid that her power would get out of control and make a mess of the room.

As a result, the red witch robe fluttered in the fragrant wind, her little feet and fists waved wildly, and the mattress under her made a "bang" sound.

"Mmmm!!mmmm

I'm mad at her!

Jingle bells!

The bronze coin "Boer~" stuck to his feet fell with a thud and rolled around on the ground, buzzing with a wave of mind, the same thought - what to do!

It doesn't matter if it's rain and mist outside the window, whether the sky is clear or cloudless.

The moon is thousands of miles apart, and the curved arc is a little cold, but it is like night, snickering in the warmth.

Regardless of how Lu Mingfei solved this matter later.

But watching the time fly by, the years are like a shuttle, the autumn is a few degrees away from the harvest wind, and the winter is a little cold.

Unconsciously, it has been half a month since that day of daily disqualification.

The "unremarkable" September 13 passed slowly, and the October 1st, which the whole country celebrated, quietly came.

It was three o'clock in the morning, the mist and light rain shrouded the world, and the lips and teeth were full of fresh and penetrating earthy fragrance.

The coastal town is lit up with neon nightlife, the river crosses is sparkling, the small bridge is full of cars, and the green belt sprawls around a shimmering building.

Dust and stones streaked across the sky and shattered on the ground in the blink of an eye, coming from the top of this tall building in the middle of the city.

There, you can look down on all corners of the city, and it's a great sniper spot!

On the roof of the 100-meter-high roof, there is no high wall to shield the howling wind, so the mottled iron door that has not been opened all year round creaks, stirring up a staggered smell of rust and weeds rotting.

The light of other buildings is not here, and the mysterious space that is slightly dark is rarely inhabited, and the only thing used for illumination is the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, which occasionally lifts the thin clouds.

The hazy cold rain fell, turning into crystal tears, covering the edge of the zenith almost ten centimeters high.

The crystal water sticks to the colder black body of the gun on the edge, slowly gathers at the muzzle, drips in the faint moonlight, crosses the air at a height of 100 meters, and blooms on the umbrella surface of pedestrians.

Boom! The sound of the tip of the pen slicing across the paper sounded.

Dressed in a waterproof black robe and wearing a gold-patterned black mask, Lu Mingfei leaned against the cold wind on the edge, gently writing today's "report", his golden eyes reflecting the diary that was slightly stained with ink.

"On October 1, it rained lightly and the temperature was 24 degrees Celsius."

"Endnote: Half a month has passed, and it has not been investigated by the mixed-race organization, and the kidnapping case has successfully concealed traces.

Chicago's computer monster has also disappeared after supervising new computers for half a month, and it can be appropriately reduced vigilance. ”

Lu Ming muttered.

Suddenly, a gust of high wind blew gibberish, and "bang-la-la" messed up Lu Mingfei's secret diary,

September 29th, September 27th, September 25th, September 14th.

recorded Lu Mingfei's changes in daily and non-daily life in the past half a month.

Raising his palm to smooth the page, his golden gaze fell on the words "Cautious, cautious, cautious, cautious!" at the end of the page on September 14. ”。

Lu Mingfei's expression visibly flashed a touch of helplessness.

The day after he made up his mind to hide his anomaly on a daily basis and gradually reveal some of his abilities, he almost failed.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei sighed slightly.

In the white mist exhaled, thoughts flew in the pictures in the memory.

(End of chapter)