Chapter 46 "The Cowardly Prostitute"Title of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2030 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-08 11:00:06
Because Xio had other work, Lu Mingfei didn't let the girl accompany him to the address given by Darkholm. That guy couldn't even deal with Francisco. With new equipment and more than a dozen enchanted bullets from Archbishop Anthony, he didn't have to be afraid of a gang leader at all. He simply canceled the morning study and went to the East District alone.
Having nothing to do on the road, Lu Mingfei was thinking about the name of the new equipment.
According to his gaming experience, no matter how useful an item is, it must have a resounding name - a name like "Pear-ground Mother-of-Pear Gold Decorated Sword" is definitely more resounding than "Old Li's Hoe at the Village Entrance". The former sounds like some kind of elite or even legendary equipment, while the latter is even embarrassing to name.
But Lu Mingfei really had no talent for naming, so if he had to summarize it, he could only extract the negative effects of fear amplification and the inherent charm of the witch...
Cowardly bitch. Lu Mingfei slapped his face with a "slap" sound, thinking that this name might as well be "Old Li's hoe at the entrance of the village", and completely threw this name out of his mind. However, he felt a little uncomfortable to give a positive name to an item made of the enemy's Beyonder characteristics.
This dilemma lasted until he was close to his destination, and then he made up his mind: "I'll just call you 'Cowardly Prostitute'."
Lu Mingfei thought the name was very well chosen, so he looked particularly confident when he pushed the door open. His aura was as if he had read all the famous works in the world, swallowed up Greece and Rome, and surpassed Li Bai and Du Fu in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The girl who greeted him at the door was stunned and pointed dryly to the room where Neri Darkholm was.
"Welcome, welcome." The gang leader, whose paws were no longer swollen, greeted with a smile. Those who didn't know him would think he was an inn servant. He came forward to ask if the guest wanted to stay or have a meal. Until he led Lu Mingfei to sit on the sofa, Darkholm still smiled and served a cup of hot tea, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Ricardo."
"It's just a small favor." Lu Mingfei waved his hand nonchalantly, his mind full of pride in his talent and the prospect of being thanked. He was more interested in how much money Darkholme could pay than the wrinkled smile and the black tea that he couldn't taste.
This joy lasted until the door of the room opened and closed again, and two girls with round faces and cool clothes walked into the room. Lu Mingfei instinctively looked at the intruders, and what he saw was a piece of white skin, a shirt with at least three buttons undone, and two pairs of stockings worth more than 30 soli...
The two girls stepped on the floor with fake gemstone-studded high heels, their faces slightly pink as they approached, revealing their clothes that could only be seen in the smallest detail in front of the boy, and continued to approach with their neatly trimmed nails.
Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat and he leaned back to climb over the sofa backrest. Facing the puzzled gazes of Darkholm and the two girls, he looked around and realized that the walls were covered with oil paintings, the protagonists of which were even more disheveled than the girl in front of him!
Something's wrong with this damn place!
"Mr. Ricardo?!" Darkholme rolled under the sofa and even stuffed the two girls to the sofa on the other side, making sure everyone was in the blind spot of the window. Then he asked timidly, "Was there an attack?"
Although this was already the center of his gang's territory, with no less than ten younger brothers patrolling outside, his security measures were nothing in front of a true Beyonder, so Darkholm took action the moment the boy dodged.
But what greeted him was a size 40 shoe. Lu Mingfei tried not to look at the girl's exposed beauty, crossed the distance between the two sofas, kicked Darkholm, and knocked him over:
"There was a fucking attack! What the fuck is going on?"
Darkholm looked in the direction of his finger and saw two girls trembling and hugging each other, not even daring to raise their heads, fearing that they would see their boss being beaten and be held accountable later. But he no longer had the mind to think about these things. After confirming that no one was going to launch a sneak attack, he straightened his suit and stood up, saying with a wry smile:
"Thank you."
The gangster's thank-you gift is so plain and simple. After all, what men pursue is only a few things - money, power, strength, and women. Darkholm certainly doesn't have the ability to provide power and strength. If he really had such things, he wouldn't be in the underworld, so he can only give the remaining two things.
The suitcase filled with gold pounds was placed under the sofa where he had just hidden. The two girls in front of him were also bought from other gangs at a high price by him. They were guaranteed to be original and had only been engaged in soft pornographic work such as massage...
Lu Mingfei remained silent.
He thought he was just here to make some extra money, but he ended up encountering something like this. The cruel rules of survival in the East District once again showed him the tip of the iceberg. In addition to the orderly North District that he often came into contact with, there was a piece of land where people could use money and violence to gain life and even dignity. This made it difficult for him, who had received compulsory education, to adapt.
"You two should go out first..." Lu Mingfei rubbed his forehead and sat back on the sofa. After the girls left, he spoke weakly: "Gangsters... No, is it like this in the East District?"
"That's about right." Darkholm said, "People die every day, and new 'members' join the East District. Compared to starving to death on the streets, the police find someone to wrap them in rags and bury them. At least they can survive by giving up their dignity... If the two of them weren't beautiful enough, it would be difficult for them to survive even if they gave up their dignity."
"…Is that so?" Lu Mingfei's good mood from a few minutes ago was gone. He stared at the teacup in front of him, as if he was talking to himself or looking for someone to talk to: "I'm here to get the money today."
"I know." Darkholm nodded and pulled out a suitcase. "I've prepared it for you. It contains 150 pounds and two property deeds near Cherwood."
"I actually want you to introduce me to some 'business'." Lu Mingfei continued, "For example, those pure villains, or those villains who look stupid, or those radical elements who are obsessed with revenge on society... Find some damn guys, make some extra money and practice at the same time."
Darkholm laughed in silence: "This is the East District... there are people like that everywhere. You are not going to clear out the entire East District, are you?"
"I'm not a murderer." Lu Mingfei leaned back and looked at the ceiling, the only place without pornographic content, with his hands crossed in front of his chest. "And not everyone is willing to become a 'ghost'... This is a saying from my hometown a long time ago, saying that this world is forcing people to become ghosts."Chapter 47 Fate's Guidance Brings Us TogetherTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2014 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-09 12:20:47
The originally gray sky turned completely overcast, and the bright white light seemed to condense all the life of the branches and vines in an instant, showing the withering and flourishing in the dark clouds. Muffled thunder arrived a few seconds later, bringing huge raindrops that made the windows crackle. The glass was trembling slightly, and the wood followed suit.
Lu Mingfei still looked up at the ceiling, with a mess of thoughts running through his mind.
In fact, there is a second half to his previous words, which is the part about "turning the ghost into a human". If it were some hot-blooded comic protagonists, they would probably have already started to persuade the notorious gangster boss to become a like-minded partner, and they would definitely make him kneel down and repent. In the future, they might even shout out things like "friendship", "bonds", "dreams" and so on to become the start button of the protagonist's background music...
"Mr. Ricardo." Darkholm felt that the temperature in the room was a little low. His body trembled uncontrollably twice. He took out his pocket watch to cover up his embarrassment and moved the suitcase on the coffee table forward a few inches.
"Look…"
Although Darkholm was just a peasant, most of the gangs in the East District were connected to the nobility or foreign forces. Although these white gloves were still rough, they also had some "habits" - when the tea was finished or the host looked at the watch, it was to remind the guests that they had other things to do next, and if the other party knew what was going on, they should get up and leave.
Even before Lu Mingfei started the etiquette course, he could tell that Darkholm wanted him to take the money and leave. But on the one hand, his mind was a little confused, and he felt helpless and wanted to do something; on the other hand, it was still raining heavily outside.
So he turned a blind eye to Darkholm's "showing off" and continued to lie on the sofa. After a long silence, he leaned against the suitcase and pushed it towards the gang leader: "Leave it here with you first, I'll come back to get it in a few days...Also, lend me an umbrella."
"…Okay." Darkholm didn't really want to see Lu Mingfei again, but he had no choice but to clapped his hands, called the two girls standing outside the door in, and told them to bring umbrellas.
"Thank you." Lu Mingfei stood up and said goodbye.
The black umbrella cover trembled violently in the heavy rain, making people wonder if they were put into a cowhide drum, and a muscular man outside was hitting it with a drumstick. Lu Mingfei only walked for less than five minutes before he began to regret his decision to leave the house, but he still forced himself to walk to the Cherwood District before stopping.
The road in the East District was too muddy after being soaked with water. If he stood there for a long time, the mud would even overflow his feet. Moreover, the eaves there were mostly low and narrow, and were not enough to cover his body. When he stepped onto the hard road again, Lu Mingfei stamped his feet hard to shake off most of the mud, and randomly found a place like the shed in front of a fruit stall to stop, intending to wait for the rain to subside before continuing on his way, and clear his mind by the way.
As we got closer, we found that there was already someone here, standing in the inner corner of the awning. The angle formed by the wall and the stall was particularly reassuring. Even the terrain was several centimeters higher, so that the ground under the other person's feet was still dry. It was a perfect place to shelter from the rain.
Lu Mingfei could only hold his umbrella across his body like a soldier guarding the city, to prevent the rain from getting wet, and stare at the rain in a daze...
"Sir, you can come in a little." The man reluctantly made room and took the initiative to talk: "The weather in Backlund is always changeable, and we should adapt to the situation."
This was consistent with Lu Mingfei's stereotype of Loen gentlemen. Although he had never seen many Loen gentlemen, he often watched some light-hearted things to relax his nerves in between learning ancient Hermes.
For example, when a Feynapote falls into the water, he shouts "Help"; when an Intis falls into the water, he also shouts "Help"; but when a Loen falls into the water, it is different, they will shout "Excuse me, sir, please excuse me, can you spare me two minutes? I wonder if you would mind helping me pull me out of the water. I am really sorry to trouble you..."
The people of Loen even liked this joke a little bit. They thought it was also a manifestation of gentlemanly demeanor. Even under pressure, they had to remain elegant, humorous, and witty. Because of this, they were very good at establishing connections with strangers, especially when they were in trouble together.
Lu Mingfei felt that this was a very civilized behavior, at least in this situation, so he nodded and shrunk his neck to the other party to make room for the safe zone, while continuing to hold the umbrella in front of them to protect them from the wind and rain:
"Thank you so much."
"You're welcome." The man said, "It is fate that has brought us together. I will provide a suitable stage, and you will provide the shelter..."
It was a bit like a gay man. Lu Mingfei's hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly, but he thought that most of the Loen men spoke in this tone, so he didn't take it to heart. He just turned around silently, trying not to expose his back to the other party, and looked at the man out of the corner of his eye.
It happened that lightning flashed across the sky again, and the branch-shaped thunder covered the gloomy sky with paleness, and even this safe zone was dyed white, illuminating the man's light blond hair and beard, as well as his compassionate and cold eyes and the cross on his chest that reflected the skylight...
"Amen..." Lu Mingfei thought of Christianity when he saw the cross. He used to follow his aunt to the local church to get free eggs, so he spoke almost instinctively.
But he remembered that he was now the favored one of the goddess of night. Compared with the guy who was separated by a world and couldn't bless him to get full marks, the goddess was more reliable. And as the old saying goes, "the county magistrate is not as good as the current one", so he withdrew his prayer and sang: "...A grape tree in front of me~"
"…" The man's light blond beard trembled slightly.
Lu Mingfei wanted to slap himself. There was no Jesus in this world anyway, so what if he said "Amen" like an idiot? At worst, he could just say it was his hometown dialect, which was a thousand times better than suddenly becoming a psychopath singing!
"Well..." He even used his "audience" state, forcing himself to maintain a decent smile and explained: "This is a nursery rhyme from my hometown. It roughly means 'It's raining hard'..."
Regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, Lu Mingfei, who was in the "audience" state, believed it himself, and added with a saintly and warm expression: "I'm really not crazy, I just speak out my feelings."
"...I understand." The man was silent for a moment, holding the cross hanging on his chest, and said calmly:
"It doesn't matter. I'm often called a psychopath."Chapter 48: Honest ManTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2015 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-09 12:21:22
This didn't scare Lu Mingfei. After all, he had seen a theory while surfing the Internet before, saying that qualified men are destined to be unable to escape the "three-force certification" -
The general idea is that if no one has ever told you that you are an idiot, it is probably because you have never expressed your own opinions, because as long as you have your own opinions, there will be people who agree with you, and there will also be people who think you are an idiot;
If no one has ever called you a bitch, it may just be that you are suppressing your youthful energy or are afraid to dress up;
If no one has ever said that you are pretentious, it may be because you are always suppressing yourself to please others, and even often compromise;
Only when someone is called a fool, a slut, or a pretentious person, can it be proved that this man is very powerful and is doing a good job of being himself. It's a pity that Lu Mingfei only gave himself the "idiot certification", and the other two points have nothing to do with him. Maybe after Mrs. Valerie's treatment, he can be considered a slut...
He was just a psychopath. Could he suddenly get up and smash his head with a cross? Moreover, this guy shared his shelter from the rain, which left a very good first impression on Lu Mingfei.
"It's just a small problem~" The boy waved his hand nonchalantly. Just as the other party did not back off because of his sudden singing, he was not afraid of men being called crazy. He even planned to provide free service before the official start of the work, and took the initiative to comfort:
"I don't know if Emperor Roselle has ever written this book. It's about a guy who is obsessed with reading knight novels and fantasizes about being a knight. He puts on tattered armor, takes an old horse and servants on an adventure. Everyone thinks he's an idiot, but..."
"Even if a man who sticks to his principles is laughed at for a while, he still becomes a profound, cruel, humorous and tragic epic." Lu Mingfei lowered his head as he spoke, and raised it again after a few seconds, patting the man's shoulder, "So, brother, you don't have to care about what others think."
According to the racial classification of Lu Mingfei's previous world, the man was obviously a white man, with a great advantage in height. Moreover, the people of Loen probably didn't understand what "old brother" meant, so the boy felt something was wrong after patting him twice, and retracted his claws awkwardly, laughing dryly:
"Anyway, come on."
"Thank you," the man said. "You're a good psychiatrist."
Lu Mingfei's expression froze for a moment, and he grabbed his hair and whispered, "So you know me..."
He has been quite famous recently, on the one hand because of his identity as the "Follower of the Night", on the other hand, Earl Hall has been working behind the scenes, and even Mrs. McKinney whom he met yesterday has contributed a lot - this woman is no different from the middle-aged woman at the intelligence station at the entrance of the community. She tells everyone that she met a pure and cute boy, and she also shows a shy expression.
So much so that this morning, when Lu Mingfei passed by the prayer hall of St. Samuel's Church, he felt like he was being burned to death by the gazes!
"Yes, I know you." The man did not deny it, nor did he intend to explain how he knew that Lu Mingfei was going to be a psychologist. He just continued to introduce himself in a gentle voice: "My name is Adam, nice to meet you."
"Oh, I'm glad to meet you too." Lu Mingfei was still worried that the other party knew him from Mrs. McKinney, so he spoke without thinking: "Don't name your children 'Abel' and 'Cain' in the future, it's unlucky..."
"I don't plan to get married or have children." Adam is an honest man.
But Lu Mingfei was not a serious person, and he muttered quietly: "She is a non-marriage and non-childbearing person... Eve is quite pitiful."
"..." Adam regretted giving the name. At least before it appeared, the conversation between the two could barely be called serious. But now it has gone astray in the direction of the Garden of Eden and childbirth. It is unknown where to run next, so Adam had to interrupt in advance:
"You didn't look in a good mood before?"
"Yeah, I'm annoyed." One of Lu Mingfei's strengths is that he never cares about people interrupting him. No matter what others say, he will continue. "The psychiatrist who is about to take up his post cannot cure himself. This is what Emperor Roselle often said, 'Doctors are not good at treating themselves', right? I don't know if the emperor has ever said something similar."
"Yes." Adam confirmed, "Maybe I can provide some help."
"Traveling together?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Currently the best psychiatrist in the world." Adam still had that calm and gentle tone, and even when making such an arrogant statement, he acted as if it was the right thing to do.
"No wonder people always call you crazy." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh, "Of course other colleagues will suppress me if I say that… But I don't care."
Because he had met too many awesome guys. If he couldn't control his jealousy, he would have driven himself crazy when he was in Shilan Middle School. Maybe one day he would get carried away and die together with the guy wearing a "Burberry" scarf, who was at the top of the killing list. But until Lu Mingfei was transported to this world, wasn't the other person still alive and well?
I heard that he is still studying at a university abroad.
So, just think about it. Lu Mingfei has no grudge against the other party, and it will take another half a month for him to become a competitor with Adam in front of him.
"I'll visit your clinic some other day." He made the usual "cooing" sound, and inwardly lamented that he was getting better and better at saying no to others.
"My assets are not in Backlund." Adam shook his head.
"That's great… ahem, what I mean is, it's such a pity." Lu Mingfei tried to swallow back what he had said, but after failing, he chose to defend himself: "I'm glad that I don't have to compete with the best psychologist in the world."
"...uncertain."
"Brother, are you planning to move your store to Backlund?!"
"No, I rarely provide psychological counseling for others in person anymore." Adam said honestly, "Most people don't know I exist."
"'A good doctor doesn't need a glorious reputation'…" Lu Mingfei didn't care whether the other party could understand it or not. As soon as the thought popped up in his mind, his mouth was already moving. "Or maybe he has many students all over the world, so there's no need for you to take action?"
"It's just that there are no 'patients' worth taking care of." Adam said, and raised his light golden eyes to look at the boy who was thinking about how much money he could make by teaching an apprentice. There was no expression on his face, and he continued to speak in a warm tone:
"But you're worth it. Do you need me to provide you with psychological counseling?"Chapter 49 MercyTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2015 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-10 12:08:14
Generally speaking, there is no free lunch in the world. If you encounter this situation, you should consider whether you have encountered a speech scam.
But Lu Mingfei had a good impression of Adam, and he didn't give him free eggs or bring him mattresses, pillows, books, or even health products that looked ordinary but turned out to be so expensive that they cut his flesh...
"Okay," he said, "I really need someone to talk to. People are such mean people who keep secrets from those they are close to, but are willing to open up to random people."
"Because you subconsciously feel that you will never see me again." Adam read the boy's thoughts, as well as a bunch of meaningless thoughts that could not move the topic forward, so he spoke first:
"Are we starting now?"
This was the first time that someone successfully resisted Lu Mingfei's chattering—not the kind of guy who treated him as a transparent person and didn't care about what he said at all, but the guy who listened to the boy's nonsense carefully, didn't have the urge to complain, and continued the topic seriously...
The reputation of the King of Bluff is no longer secure!
Lu Mingfei grinned, not showing the gentlemanly smile he had maintained before. After all, he was going to receive psychological counseling next, and turning on the "audience" status was a bit bullying. He nodded and said:
"Okay, let's get started."
As soon as the words fell, this rainless corner fell into silence. The entire Backlund seemed to have gone quiet. The surrounding vendors had already closed their stalls and returned home due to the heavy rain, and pedestrians would not go out in such damn weather. The only things left in the prosperous economic city were the towering chimneys that were still spewing white smoke, and the two people standing here looking at each other in silence.
Lu Mingfei had never seen a psychologist before. Just like most people would ask questions like "Do you know what I'm thinking?" when they meet a psychologist, his impression of psychologists mostly came from the overly deified images in movies and TV dramas, as well as the micro-expression observation brought by the "audience" magic potion...
A psychologist should see through the patient's thoughts. This is the stereotype of Lu Mingfei, and it is also the type of patient that doctors are most troubled by.
Fortunately, Adam was able to meet his stereotype. After being silent for about five minutes and confirming that Lu Mingfei had no intention of speaking, he took the initiative to start "diagnosis and treatment":
"Your shoes are covered in mud, which you brought from the East District. Since you don't live in the East District and you don't have an umbrella, this means you arrived in the East District before 8:40 and stayed there for a long time... People generally don't react too positively to annoying things, so the things that affected your mood happened in the East District."
Lu Mingfei was stunned by this analysis and thought he had seen Sherlock Holmes's alter ego from another world. After taking a few deep breaths, he sighed, "You really should be a detective. Being a psychologist is a waste of your talent."
"There's not much difference between a psychiatrist and a detective." Adam didn't say that he actually saw it with his own eyes, and made up an excuse, "They both look for clues from subtle details and solve the problem in the end."
"Thank you for your advice. Do you mind if I ask someone to write this sentence down and hang it in my clinic?" Lu Mingfei felt that the man had probably said similar words to his "apprentices". If he hung such a famous quote on the wall, he would be able to calm down his colleagues if they came to challenge him. He might even be able to recruit a few of his apprentices to do odd jobs for him.
Adam did not comment and continued, "As for the East District... there are too many bad things that can happen."
"Yeah, there are too many to count." Lu Mingfei's thoughts jumped very quickly, and he continued the topic, lowering his head and said: "It's more like a primeval forest than a human society."
Although he had only been to the East End twice, he had seen many things he had never seen before.
The ragged, pale-faced residents stared at other "kinds" like wolves; the children wearing clothes made of rags were generally malnourished, and their intestines were swollen, just like they were pregnant; but the women who were truly fertile mostly had purple abdomens, and no one knew whether it was due to the rough treatment of the "guests" or their special contraceptive methods...
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of the two girls Darkholme had prepared for him. They were of "excellent appearance" in a place like the East District. Their skin was fair and dotted with the scent of an unknown fragrance - at least before he took the suitcase away, the gang leader would allow them to continue living like this.
"But is this enough?" Adam asked the question deep in the boy's heart. His voice was gentle and distant, like the humming of a distant bard on the wind, but every word was sharpened and flashed with a cold light that could break bones and flesh. "You are afraid that you will regret it."
"Are all psychiatrists' treatments so powerful? Even craniotomy surgery requires anesthesia…" Lu Mingfei was touched in the sore spot. He covered his heart and spoke nonsense as if he had been stabbed with a knife. But after a few seconds, he realized that this did not relieve the depression in his throat, so he had to open his heart:
"Yes, I'm just afraid that I'll regret it. Accepting them or not... doesn't really make much difference. There are 1.35 million people in the East District, and that's the official number. In reality, it's no less than that. Even if I take them to my unfinished psychological clinic to settle down - a real settlement, an employment relationship, not the kind of mistress... but the two of them are nothing compared to the millions!"
Even Bruce Wayne can't save Gotham City. Didn't the monkey who made trouble in heaven finally put on a golden hoop to go on a journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures? What can a loser like him who can occasionally scare people with his two light bulbs do?
Blast all the people in the East End into dandelions like you did with Mr. A?
He is not a perverted murderer. Besides, that is not Lu Mingfei's own power. He has to rely on his younger brother's mood to borrow it occasionally. Lu Mingze is too lazy to show up until his life is really in danger...
Whether it was what he said, what he thought, or even his unconscious actions, all showed that the boy wanted to turn a blind eye to the miserable lives of the people in the East District. Only in the depths of his eyes was there an intense and unfading sadness and compassion, as if angels were singing hymns at the end of heaven, spreading mercy and light to the earth.
"But... I still want to try." Lu Mingfei whispered, even blocking Adam's questioning in advance: "No reason."
There are ten thousand reasons to give up on some things, but there is no reason for action. On the snowy mountain of Kilimanjaro, there is a frozen leopard corpse. The low temperature has frozen it there forever. Everyone who passes by is curious, but no one knows what the leopard is doing at such a high place.Chapter 50 "Acting"Title of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2026 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-10 22:13:59
Adam did not respond, but his light golden eyes were filled with pure divinity, as if he wanted to see through the boy's gradually relaxed expression and see the complex and deep soul underneath - just like what He had always done, observing and considering, until Lu Mingfei was able to take on the heavy responsibility or was completely excluded from the plan.
But unfortunately, even the best "audience" in the world could not see through the boy protected by the devil. Being able to show him his superficial thoughts was already a leniency for the sake of their "temporary ally". The tyrannical natives did not allow Adam to go any further.
Lu Mingze was like a capricious miser. Sometimes he would hide Lu Mingfei in a small treasure chest and only take it out to look at it when no one was around. It was obviously his thing, but he was as cautious as a thief, afraid that someone would find it. But sometimes he would show it to the world with great fanfare, as if he wanted to show off that he had the most dazzling gem in the world, and he would either push Lu Mingfei to the front stage himself or through the hands of others...
But without exception, no one else is allowed to touch it!
It was because of this that Adam could not completely trust this boy with kindness in his bones, because he did not know whether it was the devil or Lu Mingfei who would survive in the end.
"That's it for now." He said, to both Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze, "The rain will soon stop."
The light that broke through the thick clouds had not appeared for a long time. The heavy rain that just sounded like a chaotic ensemble finally became gentle. If the water drops hitting the roof just now were like a strong man hitting the drum, the one holding the hammer now was Lin Daiyu, who had been weak and sick since childhood, and she had to take a long breath after every few hits.
Lu Mingfei took out his pocket watch to check the time and found that their conversation had been going on for a long time. If it was a serious psychological consultation, he would have to pay a lot of gold pounds. Fortunately, Adam was just doing a "free consultation" when he had nothing better to do...
perhaps?
He suddenly realized that the other party seemed to have never mentioned the issue of "consultation fees", nor did he say whether this temporary consultation on the street was free. He only mentioned that he was a patient worthy of help. Lu Mingfei always had a feeling that he was suffering from a rare disease, and the medical masters in related fields flew thousands of miles to check the report. I'm afraid that the next thing would be named after him!
"Mr. Adam..." Lu Mingfei looked up, but found that Adam's eyes were not on him, but looked up at the sky. The sparse sunlight had already pierced through the clouds. "Oh, the rain has stopped. Your prediction is really accurate."
"It's just a coincidence." Adam stroked the cross on his chest, turned around and saw Lu Mingfei's eyes also fell on it. After a short silence, he said: "I can't give it to you for the time being."
"I don't want it!" Lu Mingfei quickly waved his hand to refuse. "I'm already very grateful that you didn't charge me for my medical treatment. How can I have the nerve to ask for your things?"
"My 'consultations' are always free." And they are never done with the consent of the person concerned.
Adam swallowed the second half of the sentence silently, and suddenly felt that his mental activity was a little abnormal, just like the feeling when Lu Mingze influenced the "dragon" to establish a connection with him, so he immediately began to evaluate his mental state, but found that the source of the influence was the boy in front of him...
Even the Angel King in the "audience" channel was stunned for a second, stretched out his hand to grab the boy who wanted to leave here, and asked directly in his surprised eyes: "How is your performance going?"
"What role-playing…" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and only started to feel horrified halfway through his words, "You, you, you… Mr. Adam, are you also a Beyonder?"
"...yes."
"…the 'audience' route?"
"yes."
"The previous 'psychological consultation'..."
"The Sequence 7 of the Audience pathway is called a Psychoanalyst, which is called a Psychologist in modern times." Adam did not hide his thoughts, and even spoke with a hint of urgency as he repeated the question, "I also know that you are a Sequence 9 Audience. How is your performance going?"
So you are using me as a digestion target. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but grumble, but he didn't have any negative emotions. If he had reached the "psychologist" stage, in addition to seeing patients at the psychological clinic funded by Earl Hall, he would also come out to do free consultations if he wanted to get extra digestion opportunities, so he said honestly:
"Digestion... should be almost done, right? I don't hear any mumbling, and I don't have any visual abnormalities. I feel healthy and everything I eat tastes delicious..."
If this happened to other extraordinary people who knew the "acting method", there would be nothing unusual and they would most likely be considered for promotion. But it was very wrong for Lu Mingfei - he had the same ability as Lu Mingze to affect the entire path, and even Adam, who had uniqueness, was affected. This proved that the two "brothers" shared status and uniqueness, and it was normal for the potion of the "audience" path to melt in the mouth!
No, it's not just the "audience"... What they influence should be the concept of "dragon". In this world, besides the "audience" path, there is also a giant dragon that survived to the Fifth Epoch and even became a god!
Adam's thoughts diverged, then quickly converged, and he tried his best to wash away the "pollution" from Lu Mingfei, but he couldn't help but imagine the funny scene of the old dragon Herabergen being affected and beginning to lose control of his own thoughts - the "reader" path is not as convenient as the "audience" path, which allows one to adjust his mental state anytime and anywhere.
About ten seconds later, Adam's expression behind his thick beard finally calmed down, and his voice returned to calm from being anxious: "I think you haven't completely digested the 'audience' potion... Some people have special physiques and don't have obvious feedback on digestion. Perhaps you need to abide by the rules of the 'audience' role more strictly."
This was a lie. Adam just didn't want the future acting rules of the "audience" to become a nonsense competition. His influence on the rules by using his uniqueness was far less convenient than Lu Mingfei's unconscious "source of pollution".
"But since I don't have obvious feedback on my digestion, how can I be sure that the rules I summarized are correct?" Lu Mingfei wondered.
"...Perhaps you can learn from other 'audience members' acting rules." Adam was very glad that Lu Mingze cooperated with his "deception" and did not sabotage him at this time. "You'd better find a control person who has a similar digestion progress and similar acting opportunities as you."
Audrey!
Lu Mingfei immediately thought of the girl who was on the same path and sequence as him, and they would most likely play roles together in the psychological clinic in the future, so Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly:
"I see."