NABC Chapter 121 Mental Shock
Chapter 121 Mental Shock
Chapter 121 Mental Shock
"If you ask me, this Lu Mingfei is incredibly delicious and you absolutely must try it."
"You know what? I sit behind Lu Mingfei in class, and I can clearly see that when he sits down, his bulge makes his school uniform pants look like tights."
(A picture of Lu Mingfei sitting down)
"(Nosebleed emoji) Oh my god, I really want to drown in it."
"Upstairs, you said yesterday that you wanted to drown in Caesar's big brother."
"Hey, that's what they call sisters are like limbs, men are like clothes. As the saying goes, the more you like, the more people like you. The more I like, the more I might be able to get my hands on some!"
"What nonsense! This is a Ming! Non-Single! Fan Group! Anyone who isn't a single fan, get out of here!"
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"Hey! So she still knows what I said yesterday, which I said in the Caesar solo fan group. Should I kick her out too?"
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! I mean, when Lu Mingfei exerts force, do you understand why his forearm veins bulge?"
(A photo of Lu Mingfei rolling up his sleeves and snapping the neck of a failed bio-engineering creation)
"Now that you mention it, I remember that Susie touched Lu Mingfei's hand and made him drink with her every day."
"Nya!! Susie is such a lowly woman! Where did she get the audacity to touch Lu Mingfei's hand and even make him drink with her?!"
"Eldest sister, the scouts report that Nono has become Susie's strategist."
"That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all. Oh, it's Nuonuo, hahaha."
"So, the reason we gathered here was to drink Lu Mingfei under the table, and then divide the biggest slice among ourselves—so that we could be first—and then—last. But what have we done? You've been sitting here all day just looking at pictures and having fun! So let me ask you! Are we going to ask for Lu Mingfei back or not?"
"Sister, calm down. There's a nursery rhyme today that says Lu Mingfei drank the entire Swedish branch under the table by himself. If we just go for it, wouldn't that be like giving it away for free?"
Such a suicidal act is something we would rather die than do.
"Then tell me, when can we go and demand Lu Mingfei back?"
"What's the rush? With forty girls standing here, most of Kassel is under our feet. The other half is just a snap of the fingers. As long as we gather fifty people, we've got it covered."
Lu Mingfei stared at the group chat that Fingel had shown him with an expression of utter disbelief, feeling as shocked as if he had heard the voice of destiny.
"So, what's the point of showing me this thing? And why are you in this group?"
Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel with a suspicious gaze, but Fingel just crossed his arms.
"Because this is my junior's account, and I have your followers in my news department. She'll buy your private photos from me and resell them. It's a 50/50 situation..."
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Lu Mingfei no longer needed to look at Fen Gou with suspicion, his eyes conveying a sense of "I'd rather be stabbed with a knife."
He looked at Fingel with an expression that suggested, "The common people's money will be split 50/50."
...I'll give you thirty percent.
Lu Mingfei withdrew his gaze and then looked at the other person's phone screen with a somewhat strange expression.
"So what are you showing me this thing for? Just to take a cut of my money?"
Fingel suddenly showed a pained expression, but fortunately, he was a professional journalist and recovered quickly.
He was standing with his arms crossed.
"Let me give you a direct experience of your charm."
His tone suggested he was presenting a proud annual financial report.
"See, the data doesn't lie."
Lu Mingfei felt ashamed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. To be honest, this was even more stressful than working under Boss Cao.
"What does that mean? So what? Are you suggesting I expect them to one day deliver drinks to my door?"
This left Fingel speechless for a moment.
"Is there nothing else on your mind besides alcohol?"
"That's not quite right. There are some, but they're not a high priority."
Lu Mingfei began to explain, suddenly remembering that a scout had reported that Guan Yu, after receiving Zhuge Liang's letter, hadn't read anything but saw the bearded man and burst into laughter.
It's very subtle. For example, why would the scouts want to investigate such strange things?
Fingel could only sigh and rub his forehead in exasperation.
"Didn't you understand? You've already won the hearts of the people. Besides, you're a newcomer. People are bound to lose some of their novelty with Caesar and Chu Zihang. When you come up, maybe even Nuonuo will vote for you."
"Oh no, that's not good. I only wanted to be third, not first."
So Fingel handed the phone to Lu Mingfei.
"Hey! I have an idea."
"What method?"
Give me your phone.
Lu Mingfei suddenly shielded his N96.
"Let me tell you, I hate borrowing money the most. I haven't even used a single penny of my unlimited credit card to this day."
"Look at what you're saying, who likes being in debt...? You haven't spent a single penny on your black card to this day?"
Fingel was suddenly horrified.
This left Lu Mingfei completely bewildered. To be honest, he also struggled to understand why the principal would give him something he owed money for when he was rewarded with this item.
"Yeah, I haven't spent any money. Why?"
"Big problem! Do you know that your card is called Draupnir?"
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Never heard of that. Are you telling us to speak Chinese?"
As a legitimate member of the German family and a true-blue mixed-race individual, Fen Gou was so angry at Lu Mingfei's level of illiteracy that he nearly fainted.
Damn it, their school teaches the history of the Norse pantheon, and the Black King is called Nidhogg. You've even encountered a puppet in Odin's form.
So you don't even know Draupnir?
Lu Mingfei shook his head. Why should he know these things? The Odin puppet's level was truly indescribable. Why should he pay attention to legends related to the other party?
"Uh, okay, this thing is called the Dripper. In mythology, it was used to repair Thor's broken hammer."
The gods entrusted the most skilled dwarf craftsmen—the sons of Ivardi—to forge it.
In this competition, they not only repaired the hammer, but also created several other artifacts, including this golden ring intended for Odin, the Allfather.
"Get to the point. What the hell do you mean, 'surprise'? What the hell do you mean, 'surprise'?"
Lu Mingfei picked at his ear, then blew on it, letting the earwax drift away in the wind.
This attitude made it hard for Findog, who liked to tell mysterious little stories, to stand up.
"Okay, okay! All you need to know is that this card clears its balance every ten days. As long as you don't spend more than nine million, it's basically like unlimited spending!"
"Hey! This is a fucking surprise, amazing, amazing!"
"Okay, okay, now you can give me your phone."
Lu Mingfei readily handed the phone to Fingel.
"So what are you going to do with this?"