Chapter 202 Garbage is garbage
Something is wrong, very wrong.

Chu Zihang was actually very concerned about Lu Mingfei's emotional issues, but he didn't expect that in just over two years, the relationships around his junior had become so complicated.

Let’s not mention the two very self-conscious nannies and wet nurses at home.

I won’t even mention a certain red-haired girl who was in love with someone but she had a similar personality to me and a three-no loli who I had met once.

Only Xia Mi can laugh and joke with Lu Mingfei without any scruples, and now there is another person named Hui Li who can get his care and love.

To be honest, Chu Zihang had only seen this attitude when he was exercising with Lu Mingfei in the past, when he was facing a three-year-old child in the community.

Countless facts have proved that the relationship with Lu Mingfei that improved the most was not a romantic relationship.

Anyway, the probability of her becoming Lu Mingfei's girlfriend is definitely not as high as the probability of her becoming his daughter.

Even though he had never quite believed that Lu Mingfei was the Black King, he had to admit that his junior had an extraordinary talent in being a parent to others.

So how was the Black King overthrown back then?

After a few seconds of silence and a little gossip, Chu Zihang drank the black tea expressionlessly.

He asked, "Do you have time?"

"Anytime."

"News about that person."

"receive--"

Lu Mingfei made a gesture, settled Eiry, and called Xia Mi and Chen Motong.

"You guys come over here too."

One of them is related to Odin, and the other one has a profile. Lu Mingfei doesn't know much about Odin himself, and he can't be considered a microscope for everything, so having two more people to help is not a bad thing.

The two girls' faces immediately looked much better.

Besides being cute, Eri still needs them when it comes to getting serious work done.

After asking the waiter for a room, they soon met the head of the Chen family, who had just gone through the procedures to be executed, in the small conference room.

"It is my honor to have the opportunity to talk to His Majesty, the most noble man in the world. I am sorry that I cannot stand up and salute you due to the current situation."

In the small conference room, four people held a trial. Patriarch Chen lowered his head, and even after the restraints that bound his lower jaw structure were removed, his speech was still unclear.

Even in the current deadlock, the seemingly elegant and easy-going middle-aged man still maintains his composure.

"As expected, neither fools nor cowards can reach this position. Although these family heads are abstract, they are very consistent with their characters."

Lu Mingfei nodded, his face showing no emotion.

The White King's descendants were too sensitive, so Lu Mingfei could only passively accept their psychological activities, but the one from the Chen family was not bad either. It could only be said that puppet technology was indeed a shared benefit for Odin's men.

"I need you to help me find someone who used to work for you. He should have some clues."

"Find someone?"

The muscles on the face of Patriarch Chen trembled slightly, and he asked tentatively: "Chu Tianjiao?"

His eyes fell on Chu Zihang. He was very familiar with this young man who always remained cool, but his personality made it difficult for people to associate him with the coquettish S-level.

But Lu Mingfei's words gave him other thoughts.

Chu Tianjiao, an S-level student in the academy, had always been a major concern for him before he was killed by Odin.

A dragon king is paying attention to this existence. Can it save his life?
The head of the Chen family subconsciously began to organize the information belonging to Chu Tianjiao, hoping to exchange it for a chance to survive.

Little did he know that his mind had already become one-way transparent at this moment, like a document that was constantly being flipped through.

Lu Mingfei supported his chin and read carefully. A series of information appeared on the blank paper in front of them.

Media Asia, which disappeared after being dismembered, had many subordinate agencies in that coastal city. These agencies usually operated independently, but in 2006, one of the logistics companies received a consignment note to Northern Europe.

This was a matter he personally looked after.

You have to know that as the head of the family, apart from searching the world for females for breeding and bloodline experiments, he rarely asks about the family's financial affairs.

"Chu Tianjiao must be dead, and his body was transported to Northern Europe."

Patriarch Chen replied honestly.

He did not choose to lie. This was his understanding of the current situation, and he did not exaggerate.

He had been worried because Chu Tianjiao knew about the Chen family's research, until Odin conveyed the news of his death and asked him to transport the spoils to Northern Europe.

But the result made him feel upset.

"Chu Tianjiao is not dead."

Xia Mi shook his head in denial.

"Don't treat him as a despicable and worthless consumable like you. Odin is the one who was able to build the Hall of Heroes in mythology to collect heroic spirits. How could he kill someone who dared to swing a knife at the gods so easily?"

If faced with a greedy and unscrupulous villain like Herzog, Odin would choose to squeeze out the last bit of surplus value from him and use him to block the knife without hesitation.

So when he faces a brave challenger, he will never be reluctant to give the other party a chance to be respectful. Otherwise, he would not have asked the Chen family to help him with the shipping after achieving his goal.

While Odin preserves the spirits of these heroes, he also walks the world as these heroes. This is a custom that has existed since ancient times.

Although Xia Mi believed that this was more of a desire to act, after all, this was something that a certain dragon lacked in his life.

"Yes, I am indeed a consumable, despicable, and not worthy of being on the stage."

"You know, Your Majesty, you are a minority after all, and there is really very little we can do."

The head of the Chen family laughed bitterly, appearing to be very sincere and heartfelt.

"We are like drowning birds. We would rather climb up to the gaping mouth of a predator than part the sea like you do."

He said this to Lu Mingfei, as if he had really stepped into a certain role.

Indeed, people like me are a minority after all, and most people just go with the flow.

If I didn't have this power, there wouldn't be much I could do right now. I would probably still be studying hard for good grades, trying to get into a good university in order to escape the unbearable living environment.

Lu Mingfei looked at the records in his notebook again. He was still strong enough to have the opportunity to control his own destiny, but his luck was not very good. He could not be as transcendent as Ultraman. He had to see the real side of the world and see the darkness of human nature that was not even clear in the statistics.

Oh, you are full of fallacies and heresies.

When you see something you want, you just reach out and grab it. Instead of building your own foundation, you use other people's corpses as a cushion. When something bad happens, you complain that you were born too short.

They are essentially too greedy and do not take human life seriously.

This drowned bird is clearly garbage that should be sent to a landfill.

(End of this chapter)