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Lu Mingfei typed out a message of defeat on the public screen.
On the computer screen, the Zerg mother nest turned into a pool of blood under the group attack.
“Hahaha, I won! Don’t be discouraged, your tactical awareness is already very good, you just need to work on your micro-management.”
Even through the screen, Lu Mingfei could imagine the smug expression on the other person's face.
But if the other party knew that he had just used a red dot to compete, Lu Mingfei could imagine that guy shouting "pervert!" and turning away, never wanting to play with him again.
But that would be too boring.
“Lu Mingfei! Still playing games! You’re not paying attention to your own matters at all! Help me go buy half a pound of discounted sausages, a bag of milk, and the latest novel that Mingze wants, and also deliver the letter from the mailroom! If no one accepts you, how can you get into university?!”
“Did you hear me?!”
Lu Mingfei covered his ears and nodded repeatedly, then stepped out the door.
Leaning against the door, with his ears pressed against it, his aunt's deafening voice felt like something from another world.
“Honestly, why do you only do things when adults yell at you? Playing games every day, what can you achieve!” His aunt swung down the cleaver forcefully, and the ribs on the cutting board instantly cracked apart.
His uncle, sitting on the sofa, looked at the newspaper helplessly: “Can you just scold him a little less?”
“Scold him less? You!” Before she could finish her angry retort, a rectangular light screen suddenly appeared on the wall.
[Dragon Clan and Wizard Encyclopedia:]
[S-Class Half-Blood Lu Mingfei]
“Dragon Clan Wizard Encyclopedia? S-Class Half-Blood Lu Mingfei? What is this?!” His aunt was startled, then furrowed her brows, staring at the words on the light screen in astonishment.
“What the hell is this?!”
At the same time, Lu Mingze, munching on snacks, and Lu Gucheng, reading the newspaper, both shouted out loud.
Two minutes later, the Lu family sat on the sofa, staring weirdly at the light screen on the wall.
“I guess it’s high-tech! Someone is using some unknown high-tech to mess with us!” Lu Mingze speculated.
“It must be Lu Mingfei’s doing! I knew that kid has always been dissatisfied with us; I raised him! What an ungrateful brat!” His aunt concluded.
Lu Gucheng wandered around the room for a long time, closing all the curtains. The room instantly became dim, with only the light from the screen still shining. He finally sat back on the sofa, staring at the screen, murmuring to himself, “Strange, if someone is using holographic projection, there should be a light source, but I’ve blocked all the places that could have a light source, yet this thing is still here…”
“It must be haunted! Maybe Sadako will crawl out from inside! Dad, have you picked up a videotape or something recently?!” Lu Mingze screamed.
“Mingze, stop watching those ridiculous things; there’s no such thing as ghosts in this world.” His uncle said seriously, “But this thing really can’t be explained. I feel it doesn’t actually exist but only appears in our minds…”
“We went to worship the Bodhisattva often two years ago! It must be the Bodhisattva showing divine power! Blessing us for Mingze to have everything go smoothly!” His aunt rubbed her hands together.
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In America, in a rented room near the railway tracks.
Old Tang happily closed the game; he actually won against Lu Mingfei, the top player in the gaming channel!
Recalling the last boastful words he said, Donald couldn’t help but feel delighted, his face beaming with joy.
But suddenly, he stared at the light screen that appeared on the wall, instantly alert, pulling out a pitch-black handgun from the drawer. As a bounty hunter, his vigilance made him observant of everything around him.
“High-tech? Am I being targeted by some organization?” Old Tang stared at the light screen, clearly having closed the window tightly, and the room was already very dark; he had no projection equipment.
Thus, the appearance of this light screen made no sense at all.
“What on earth is this…” Ronald Tang did not let his guard down.
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Qiu Mountain Reservoir.
On a yacht idly floating by the lake.
Hilbert Jean Anje finished his tea and suddenly looked up at the white light screen that appeared in mid-air in the lounge.
“Wizards and Dragon Clan? S-Class Half-Blood, Lu Mingfei?” He squinted slightly.
“Norma, analyze the source of this thing.”
A projection appeared beside him, and the woman looked at the light screen on the wall, then shook her head slightly: “Sorry, Principal, I can’t analyze it.”
Ange frowned; even the super AI Norma couldn’t analyze it?
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Neon Tokyo, the Snake Ki Eight Families.
Yuan Zhi Sheng frowned at the suddenly appearing light screen in mid-air, resting his chin in thought: “What is this thing, some kind of unknown language spirit? And S-Class Lu Mingfei? It seems that a rare S-Class student has appeared in the school recently.”
Hui Li sat cross-legged on the tatami, holding a small white notebook above her head.
“Brother, are we going to watch a movie?”
Yuan Zhi Sheng paused for a moment, then slowly stroked the girl’s crimson hair, looking at her hazy gaze and saying, “I don’t know what that is, but it seems it shouldn’t pose much of a threat to us. I’ll send someone to investigate right now.”
The girl continued to write and draw on the paper.
“Got it, brother. Can you play games with me?”
Yuan Zhi Sheng continued to stroke the girl’s head: “Okay, okay, Hui Li, I’ll play games with you.”
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In the Wizarding World.
“Harry Potter! Hurry up and wash the dishes, mop the floor, and then stay in your room! Oh, my darling Dudley, don’t worry, we’ll go out soon to buy you a layered cake!”
After dinner, the little boy with long, messy hair and large round glasses slowly cleared the plates from the table under the woman’s low roar.
Uncle Vernon, who was somewhat overweight, put on a black trench coat, and Aunt Petunia dressed up beautifully, looking as if they were going out to have fun.
“I warn you, Potter, if you dare to watch TV or rummage through things while we’re not home, then you’ll spend the next week in the cupboard!” Uncle Vernon shouted in his loud voice.
Harry Potter nodded quickly, but secretly grumbled in his heart. Although he had become accustomed to their abuse and obeying their orders, Harry Potter always harbored a monster inside him. He knew that one day he would escape this cage, and that monster would spread its wings and fly far, far away.
But he was still too young; at eleven years old, he was nowhere near qualified.
“Mummy!! There’s a ghost!”
The sudden scream pulled Harry Potter back to reality.
“What’s wrong with my darling Dudley… Oh my God! What is this?!” Aunt Petunia’s scream followed.
“What is this?!” Uncle Vernon's voice almost changed pitch.
Harry curiously looked up, wondering what had caused their astonishment, and widened his eyes.
A light screen suddenly appeared on the living room wall.
[Dragon Clan and Wizard Overview]
[S-Class Half-Blood Lu Mingfei]
“It must be a prank!!! Someone is using a movie projector to play tricks on our family! Damn it, we must find that guy!” Uncle Vernon angrily looked around.
“How could a movie projector be so heavy…” Harry Potter muttered.
“Half-blood? MINGFEILU? Sounds like a Chinese or Korean name? Dragon Clan…” Aunt Petunia’s expression fluctuated with suspicion.
Uncle Vernon, who had checked everywhere without results, silently sat back down on the sofa, and the four of them sat there quietly, staring at the light screen with a strange atmosphere.
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Hogwarts.
In the principal's office on the upper floors of the ancient castle.
The dim yellow light illuminated the antique office, and the old man, as white as snow, sat quietly in a leather chair, his clear eyes behind half-moon glasses silently staring at the suddenly appearing light screen.
Snape stood silently beside him, looking at the light screen with an odd expression, “What is this thing, magic? But who could cast magic right under our noses without us knowing?”
“No, Snape, this may not be magic…” Dumbledore frowned as he looked at the light screen: “I sense a mysterious power from it… it seems to be composed of the purest mental elements, allowing us to see him from each other's hearts.”
“Mental elements?” Snape was astonished, “You mean, the pure fifth element?”
“Exactly, beyond wind, fire, earth, and water, the fifth element, the purest spiritual power, but this spiritual power doesn’t belong to any one person, rather…” Dumbledore paused, “the spiritual power of our world.”
“Dumbledore, it seems there’s a change on this screen, Wizards and Dragon Clan? Half-Blood Lu Mingfei?” Snape spoke in surprise, “Sounds like a Chinese name; could he be the child of a Chinese wizard and a dragon? No, dragons are inherently violent creatures; how could they possibly have children with humans?”
Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, “It seems this light screen composed of spiritual power wants us to watch something, so why not, it doesn’t hurt to take a look.”
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Just after going to get the mail and packages, Lu Mingfei stared dumbfounded at the light screen in mid-air.
“What is this? Dragon Clan? S-Class?” When he saw the title on the screen, Lu Mingfei was completely stunned.
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A mysterious light screen connected the bridge between two worlds.
All major dragon clan half-bloods and wizards, as well as most ordinary people from both worlds, saw this suddenly appearing screen.
At the same time, the content of the screen began to change.