Chapter 222 StarCraft Players, Game Life

"Reasonable explanation, deal done."

Bai Mo snapped his index finger and Lu Mingze was sent away.

Looking at the empty Mirror Lake, Bai Mo clasped his hands together and sank into the lake.

In Egypt, in an ordinary convenience store, "Bai Mo" rubbed his forehead and muttered softly.

"It's a reasonable explanation, but this is from Lu Mingze's perspective. He and Yinglong are standing in different positions, so their answers are different. I need to ask more people."

"But let's prepare a great fortune for Lu Mingfei first."

Your request, Lu Mingze, is to let Lu Mingfei grow up, so naturally I have to prepare a gift package of opportunities to become a saint for you.

Lu Mingfei, the worst of the worst, is extremely difficult to turn from a piece of mud into a protagonist in a passionate film. From the perspective of personal growth, he is like Harry in Harry Potter, living in a repressive environment and enduring the cold violence of his family.

His uncle and aunt do have feelings for Lu Mingfei. They have family ties and will take care of Lu Mingfei.

But sometimes adults think that venting their resentment towards certain people is just a trivial matter, which will be forgotten after a good night's sleep and will disappear when they wake up.

But children are not like adults, who have experienced countless hardships in society and have forged a strong enough heart. They don’t understand anything and will not forget easily. They will only remember it in their bones, which will then affect their character.

“When people give up under cold violence, they cannot see the emptiness of the future.” Bai Mo tapped his palms, flipping through the “person” he played, disassembling the role of Lu Mingfei.

"Just looking at Lu Mingfei's cold violence, if we want to deal with him, we must make him bear the responsibility."

It is not an easy task for Lu Mingfei to transform into a tough man, make a grand wish to save the world, and then move forward unswervingly until he reaches the top of the mountain.

Squinting his eyes slightly, a framework appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

As long as you take responsibility, you will naturally grow rapidly.

…………

"What is this place?" Lu Mingfei looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

Shouldn't I have been sleeping? Could it be that when I woke up, I had traveled through time?

Lu Mingfei felt a little overwhelmed as he held the long sword in his hand and looked around nervously.

Looking around, the faint light of the oil lamp illuminated the place. The moss on the wall was dripping with dirty water drops. On the ground nearby were several rotten corpses, which had dried up into mummies.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and walked forward.

Following the burning oil lamps hanging on the wall, Lu Mingfei looked outside the rusty iron gate.

There were more than a dozen fallen corpses in the corridor, all stabbed with swords and knives, like hedgehogs. The fishy smell of blood indicated that they had not been dead for long.

"Hello, unlucky guy"

A sound suddenly appeared in front of him. The tense Lu Mingfei shivered in fear. His hands shook subconsciously, and the iron sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clear sound.

"what are you."

"Poor guy, who am I? You can call me the system, the old man, the plug-in, the golden finger."

"System...I must be dreaming."

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei slapped himself hard in the face.

Paji~
It hurts. Why does it hurt so much?

“So, cheating is real.”

Somewhat unbelieving, Lu Mingfei stood up, as if he was about to shout to vent his anger, but suddenly stopped, thinking of Lu Mingze's wonderful method.

This must be a joke.

“Lu Mingze, this is your trick, right!”

"You unlucky guy, your life is so unlucky"

Bai Mo, who had transformed into a system, ignored Lu Mingfei's doubt and uttered a very human laugh.

"Hehehe, the woman I like is someone else's girlfriend, and I shrink in my shell and watch the person I like become someone else's girlfriend. Are you ready to listen to Yamedie inside the door next?"

"Maybe you can give a gift at the wedding, go watch the vows of everlasting love, and continue to fantasize that she likes you! Hahahaha!" Lu Mingfei was angry, for a moment, and then nothing happened.

This is his character.

Lu Mingfei is a genius who has practiced the art of retreat for several years. Even when faced with Zhao Menghua's close taunts and the whole school's three years of watching her act, she was able to endure it and deceive herself that what she likes is not a rich man like Zhao Menghua, but a literary youth like herself.

"..."

"Okay, stop cursing in your heart. I can see that you are cursing me. Well, I think I am Lu Mingze, a devil who finally reveals his true colors."

The system sounded, and a virtual screen appeared in front of Lu Mingfei.

"I am not the devil you think I am. Please call me the omnipotent system."

"I don't like talking nonsense to you. Since I promised to train you to be a man, are you ready to become a man?"

In response to the question, Lu Mingfei subconsciously complained: "I'm not ready, are you going to let me go?"

"Well, okay, I hear the roar of the lion in your heart, and the manly training class has begun."

The system voice ended, and in front of Lu Mingfei appeared a corridor, with the corpse lying on the ground crawling up.

These bodies with broken limbs and deformed bodies all turned their heads to look at Lu Mingfei, with their necks physically twisted behind their heads.

"Kill them, or be killed by them"

The system, that is, Bai Mo, stared at Lu Mingfei silently.

Getting someone to take responsibility is a complicated matter. For Lu Mingfei, the only person who could really make him take action is Chen Wenwen.

But this was Lu Mingfei's training, and Bai Mo had no intention of involving Chen Wenwen in it.

"All you need to do is die, over and over again."

Bai Mo calmly watched Lu Mingfei retreat through the iron gate, not daring to get close to the zombies.

Next to Bai Mo, Lu Mingze had a wandering look in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, and after Lu Mingfei was finally killed by the zombies, he opened his mouth to ask.

“Does the number of deaths really matter?”

“Simple death is meaningless. If Lu Mingfei tries to become a Martial God through skill, he will just go crazy.” Bai Mo replied with his hands behind his back.

"Lu Mingfei is good at games because of his talent. As long as he uses his talent, passing these eighty-first floors of the dungeon will be a very easy novice trial."

Lu Mingze lowered his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate every level of the dungeon.

At the very beginning, on the novice floor, the enemies are ordinary corpses that have come back to life, that is, the zombies in the game. Lu Mingfei only needs to suppress his emotions and kill them with the iron sword in his hand.

But at the top was a gigantic steel monster that was over ten meters tall, and there was no way he could break through its defenses.

"…It's impossible to pass…"

"Yes, it is impossible for Lu Mingfei to defeat the final steel monster, but Lu Mingfei combined with the monsters on the first eighty floors can defeat it."

Before Lu Mingze could think about what to do, Bai Mo gave the answer.

"StarCraft is an excellent strategy game that tests micromanagement very much.

Even professional players can't guarantee a 100% win, they are just increasing the chances of winning. Newcomers, as long as they know a little bit of operation, can win with fewer people.

The absolute winning rate means that his thinking is different from that of humans."

Lu Mingfei needs to treat everything as a game, playing it himself. With the absolute winning rate of StarCraft, he can drive all the monsters on the first eighty floors, and according to his own arrangements and guidance, lure them to act as "soldiers" to fight with the final steel monster.

He cannot make the slightest mistake and must consider all possibilities.

"This is the first stage of manly training..."

"Of course." Bai Mo nodded slightly.

After a moment of silence, Lu Mingze suddenly asked, "Are you really "Him"?"

"of course."

(End of this chapter)