Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, Starting as a Seeker of the Law

Chapter 8 Chu Zihang, Deadpool

"That's strange, is my perception really that far?"

Lu Mingfei ran at top speed, but as he looked at the approaching forest, something felt off. When did his senses become so sharp? At such a distance, and considering the lightning bolt from before, it shouldn't have been that powerful.

After all, it only cost him a little bit of his magic power. In the past, he could only attract a small bolt of lightning at most. But compared to the lightning just now, it was like the difference between a pencil and a steel pipe. The energy levels were worlds apart. It was as if he had been strengthened after returning.

Why? Just because he's a local of this world, and as a local resident he has regional or synergy bonuses that allow his strength to advance by leaps and bounds?

But this isn't some kind of game... Lu Mingfei couldn't understand it.

"Although I don't know exactly what happened, this is still good news." Although it was an unexpected situation, it doesn't seem to pose any immediate threat. In fact, the increased strength is actually helping him. Lu Mingfei didn't bother to think about it further and focused his attention on the present.

"Has anyone arrived early?"

In Lu Mingfei's perception, the fierce aura ahead had become weaker, and there was an unfamiliar aura not far away, cold yet carrying a violent heat.

Was anyone else present?

Lu Mingfei was startled. Could it be a dog-eat-dog scenario? But after sensing it carefully, he immediately dismissed the idea. Although the aura was somewhat violent, it lacked the bloodlust unique to monsters.

Did someone arrive at the scene before him, intending to kill the monster?

Even with this, people are still stealing kills?

Thinking this way, Lu Mingfei felt that he was still too slow, but after all, how fast could he go if he was running on his legs?

So he secretly decided that when he went to that world again, he would definitely learn a spell that would allow him to move quickly. That bastard immortal must have a method that he could use. After all, there was no other seeker of magic like him who could only run around on his own two feet.

"Are you done playing?"

Approaching the source of the aura, Lu Mingfei lowered his pace and crouched behind a tree, secretly observing the scene in the distance.

It was fine if he hadn't looked, but once he did, Lu Mingfei was utterly shocked.

The setting sun peeked in through the partially obscured shade of the trees. Even though the two figures in the forest were still quite a distance away, for Lu Mingfei, now a seeker of the Dharma, this was enough for him to see their faces clearly.

"Holy crap, Chu Zihang?"

Holding a Japanese longsword, wearing a black trench coat, with neat black hair, a sharp jawline, and an icy aura, how could Lu Mingfei, a frequent visitor to the school forum, not recognize that face that was always at the top of the chat?

Chu Zihang is the first love of countless girls and the dream of every boy at Shilan Middle School. He is a legendary figure whose name alone can empty an entire classroom of girls!

What is he doing here?

Just then, the "person" confronting Chu Zihang seemed unable to withstand the pressure from Chu Zihang and turned to run away. Coincidentally, the direction he ran away from was exactly where Lu Mingfei was hiding.

Just then, Lu Mingfei peeked out, and the two made eye contact.

Hard!

Lu Mingfei's fist hardened instantly!

Almost subconsciously, the memory of being severely reprimanded by that bastard immortal lord surged into his mind, and magical power gushed out from all the acupoints in his body. Several bright yellow talismans were pasted on Lu Mingfei's limbs and torso, among which a few particularly bright talismans were wrapped around his right fist.

【Three True Superhuman Strength Talisman】

Because of Lu Mingfei's extraordinary physical talent, the talisman was specially selected for him by the Immortal Lord.

It's less about selection and more about being left behind. This talisman isn't widely used not because it's weak, but rather because its power is so great that it's restricted. While the talisman enhances the user's own power, it also puts a burden on the user's body and can even cause harm.

There have been historical cases where someone remained spotless during battle, only to be severely injured by their own magical talisman.

The reason it flourished was because its founder possessed extraordinary physical gifts. He achieved his feats by relying on his unparalleled strength, which was something that ordinary people would probably never be able to use, since no one would want to be seriously injured by their own magic talisman rather than by someone else.

This talisman should never be used lightly, unless absolutely necessary.

This is the advice left to future generations by the skeptical disciples of the Three Truths School.

However, Lu Mingfei, who clearly had an abnormal constitution, was not included in this category. After learning about his physical abnormalities, this talisman almost became his exclusive talisman.

After all, there have always been skeptical members of the Sanzhen Sect who studied this talisman throughout history. The number of talismans left over from generation to generation was so large that it would be a pity to lose them. As it happened, Lu Mingfei was the perfect candidate, so they were all piled on his head, which is why he can now draw talismans and use them with his eyes closed and his breath.

The moment Lu Mingfei finished preparing, the 'person' also crashed into Lu Mingfei's attack range. It was not the blue-faced, fanged Nirvana Corpse, but its skin was covered with a layer of fine scales, and its golden pupils were full of beastly ferocity. But the next moment, a residual image was reflected in its golden pupils.

"Giggle, pfft"

Like a deflated ball being hit, followed by a crisp sound and then the sound of something cutting through the air, Lu Mingfei knew what had happened just by feeling it.

First, the bones were crushed by the immense force, then the spine, the flesh, and finally the entire shriveled head, along with half of the broken spine, flew out.

Even Lu Mingfei couldn't withstand a single punch!

With a thud, the head arced through Lu Mingfei's field of vision and slammed into the tree trunk, the violent impact sending leaves rustling down.

"Who?"

The boy who had been about to catch up stopped and began to yell, "State your identity, or I'll have to resort to force."

"Uh, good evening?" Lu Mingfei looked at a somewhat helpless child as if he had just done something wrong, clasping his hands together, acting like an innocent student.

"What are you doing here, Senior Brother Chu? I didn't mean to. I'm also a student at Shilan Middle School. My name is..."

"Lu Mingfei?" Unexpectedly, Chu Zihang said Lu Mingfei's name first.

Lu Mingfei was also stunned. He hadn't expected that this great Chu would still remember his name.

...............

Since the two knew each other, the conflict naturally ceased, and the woods were not a suitable place to talk.

Lu Mingfei wiped his hands, and Chu Zihang also put away his long sword. The two got into the car without saying a word.

Lu Mingfei sat in the car and looked around. He had never ridden in such a comfortable car before. His uncle's car always had an unnatural stuffy smell, but Chu Zihang's car did not have that smell and made him feel particularly at ease.

His gaze drifted unnaturally to Chu Zihang in the driver's seat; he felt as if he were dreaming.

Chu Zihang, he's sitting in the passenger seat!

This is the dream place of countless girls from Shilan Middle School. If people found out that he had sat there, he wouldn't doubt that the school forum would be flooded with comments like "Mount Everest" after the news got out.

If Chu Zihang were to appear in a game, he would definitely only exist in the background story. Compared to him, Zhao Menghua, the most arrogant guy in their class, would only be a peasant boy who had just left the newbie village and hadn't even gotten the village's best sword.

Not to mention him...

Even so, Chu Zihang still remembered him; he never dreamed of such a thing.

What didn't happen in the dream actually happened in reality, and... it seems this Senior Brother Chu is no ordinary person either, not only because of his aura but also because of the guitar case that was previously placed in the trunk...

"Ahem, Senior Brother Chu, didn't everyone say you went abroad?" Lu Mingfei spoke first, trying to break the ice. "Didn't they say the school was in America? Why are you back?"

"During the holidays, I came back to see my family." Iceberg finally spoke, then glanced at Lu Mingfei and corrected him, "To be precise, the school is in Chicago."

"Then it seems the school is pretty good. Aren't people always saying that it's hard for children to return to their home country after leaving there?"

"Actually, it's fine, as long as the formalities are completed." Chu Zihang's face remained calm as he answered Lu Mingfei's question, "How did you end up here? The school is quite far away."

"I was just out for a stroll because I had nothing better to do," Lu Mingfei said evasively. "But what are you doing over there, Senior Brother? And why are you carrying a knife? I remember we've banned swords and knives here for a long time. If you get caught, you'll definitely be fined a lot, right? It's okay, I won't tell anyone!"

"........."

Chu Zihang suddenly fell silent, glancing at Lu Mingfei out of the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, as if he were complaining that Lu Mingfei lacked martial ethics, even though they were both just being evasive...

"Senior brother..." Lu Mingfei, however, wasn't so mischievous as to speak again, his tone becoming serious, "Can we just leave that thing lying there?"

Neither Lu Mingfei nor Chu Zihang dealt with the body. It remained lying in the same spot, ignored by the two. Although he was certain of the other's death, Lu Mingfei only remembered that this was a society governed by law after getting into the car.

Disposing of a body is illegal!

Although murder is illegal, he couldn't care less. The thing didn't even look human, but the corpse was just lying there. If it was discovered, it would definitely cause panic, right?

"Someone's handling it." Chu Zihang spoke sparingly, sounding like a seasoned veteran.

As the specialist in carrying out the mission, Chu Zihang only needed to ensure the target's death. The aftermath would be handled by personnel from Kassel College, not only to keep the secret of the hybrid race but also to maintain social stability.

But Lu Mingfei was unaware of this.

"What is that?" Seeing that Chu Zihang knew the inside story, Lu Mingfei immediately asked.

"What?"

"That guy with human blood on him, he's not human, is he?" Lu Mingfei's eyes sharpened. "He's definitely tasted human flesh. What is he?"

"Deadpool." After a moment's hesitation, Chu Zihang uttered the word.

"I knew it was a special kind of Nirvana Corpse... Wait a minute?" Lu Mingfei was about to show off his guess, but he was stunned before he could finish speaking. Why was the word Chu Zihang used different from what he had thought?

What is Deadpool?

"What is a Nirvana Corpse?"

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the concrete, and the conversation between the two people also came to a halt.

The car fell silent.

Only now do the two realize that what the other is thinking and what they are thinking... seem to be somewhat different?

So the two of them talked for so long but couldn't even connect on the most basic level. What's the difference between this and playing a game for a long time only to find out that the teammate who was following you is actually the enemy?

Chu Zihang originally thought that it was normal for Lu Mingfei, a self-taught hybrid, not to know the name Deadpool, but he had never found the term Nirvana Corpse in any literature about hybrids.

In other words, the other party mistook Deadpool for something else.

What else could be like Deadpool?

Unlike Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei's mind raced upon hearing the word "Deadpool," and he instantly understood. If that thing wasn't a Nirvana Corpse but a native species of his world, then it made sense.

The Nirvana Corpse did not invade his world, and there was no so-called Myriad Corpse Immortal in this world.

The term "Deadpool" doesn't sound like something from the realm of seekers of magic.

Reflecting on the abnormalities he had experienced, he felt a pleasant surprise, realizing that he had found an explanation for his physical abnormalities—a realm outside the realm of those seeking the Dharma!

So his world wasn't simple after all?

This is too much like a novel plot. If it were a novel, Chu Zihang would definitely be the male lead, but what about him?

Ordinary and insignificant, this kind of setting... So he was probably just an ordinary NPC in an abnormal world before?

He sounded so sad, so Lu Mingfei quickly shook his head.

"Then, senior brother, shall we... find another place to talk?"

Although Lu Mingfei really wanted to know about the so-called Deadpool right now, when he turned to look out the car window—several curious cars had slowed down, and some people had even rolled down their windows to look at them, almost as if they were about to come up and ask them what had happened.

It was the sound of Chu Zihang braking that drew attention.

They're on their way into the city, so it's normal for a car to suddenly stop and be suspected of having a problem; most people probably wouldn't care.

But it was clear that the small town was not lacking in kind-hearted citizens, and people who had been looking around began to approach, ready to lend a helping hand.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to attract attention. He didn't want his face to be featured in local news photos. Although it was unlikely for him alone, it was a different story if he appeared in a photo with Chu Zihang, a legend in the small town.

We need to leave this place.

"Mm." Chu Zihang nodded.

Clearly, Chu Zihang didn't want to attract attention, so the engine roared again, and the black, streamlined body, like an awakened steel behemoth, instantly broke free of its restraints, merged into the traffic, and disappeared into the street.