Chapter 1: Treasures Stolen in the RainTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2003 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-17 14:28:19
It's raining.
The teacher was still talking nonstop at the podium, but Lu Mingfei was looking out the window with his chin propped up. Raindrops were hitting the glass with a crackling sound, and the splashing water was pushed back by the later ones, forming a layer of translucent water film.
The sky blue school flag of Shilan Middle School was soaked with moisture, drooping weakly against the backdrop of the gloomy sky. Even the raging wind could not revive it. At most, it swayed left and right, shaking out some moisture but filling up again in the next second, just like the ambition in Kanyu Shuaizi's chest, always born briefly and then ruthlessly extinguished.
He waited for eighteen years, but he never got his superhuman parents wearing black windbreakers and descending from the sky in a helicopter, nor did he get a child-rearing robot to come out of his desk. He never even had a passionate love affair. Now when he looks at the rain, his mind goes blank. All those foreign acid poems that he had memorized desperately in the literature club have disappeared without a trace as if washed away by the rain, leaving only his youth that is as golden as gold but worthless...
"Lu Mingfei!" The Buddhist chanting on the podium stopped abruptly, and the Buddha also had an angry look. The chalk in the teacher's hand made a small dent on the blackboard. The new blackboard for this semester was silent because there would be wealthy parents who generously donated money for their children in the next semester. "Is there any writing on the glass!"
Of course not. Lu Mingfei stood up with his shoulders slumped, having long lost the idea of quibbling, because the teacher didn't want an explanation at all. When he was a child, he watched "See You Tomorrow" starring Ge You and Xu Fan. Xu Fan said that Ge You had no ideals and no future. Ge You got anxious and drew a Mount Everest on the blackboard, blew up the middle part, and said, "I also have an ideal. My ideal is to blow a hole in Mount Everest so that the warm wind from the southwest can enter the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and turn the snowy Jedi into a water town in the south of the Yangtze River!"
But Xu Fan would watch Ge You scribbling on the blackboard and would listen to him finish his words; the teacher would only kick Lu Mingfei out of the classroom with reasons like "wasting everyone's one minute adds up to half an hour."
Youth is as valuable as gold, but I am worthless. Lu Mingfei didn't pay attention to the teacher's reprimand. He lowered his head and let his eyes wander around. The male classmates were like peacocks, holding their heads high and their tail feathers spread out; the female classmates were a cluster of flowers, each with their own style, which made the cotton white dress perfect...
"Stand in the corridor as punishment!" The teacher picked up the thermos and took a sip of tea, then announced the verdict, depriving the defendant of the right to appeal and executing it immediately.
Lu Mingfei put his hands on his trouser line and confessed his crime. He forced out an apologetic smile, but no one paid attention. He could only quietly put away his expression and leave through the back door. He stood in the corridor and listened to the Buddhist chanting in the classroom, which was gradually drowned out by the crackling rain. Perhaps this was the life he could see the end of at a glance. He waited for the sunset in the early morning and watched the shadows of the trees at dusk. He was alive but no different from a dead person buried in the ground.
Outside the window, the school workers in raincoats were packing up, and they seemed to have finally realized that everything they had done was in vain. The plastic granule track imported from the United States could not be saved by human power in the face of the natural disaster-like rainstorm, just like the day when Typhoon Dandelion hit a few years ago, but this time it was even more abrupt, without any warning. The originally clear sky darkened like the end of the world, and the rainstorm seemed to connect heaven and earth, opening a corridor to hell.
The water flow is the Yellow Spring rushing under the Naihe Bridge, and the sound of the wind is the wailing of the resentful ghosts who drowned in it. Even the Buddha in the classroom cannot save them. He can only keep one side safe and has no time to care about Lu Mingfei outside, so that he is really entangled by the wailing:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord."
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."
"The God of Blessing and Prosperity Xuanhuang."
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."
Lu Mingfei, who was looking up at the rain just a second ago, was suddenly horrified. A rich crimson spread towards him in the darkness. The air around him shook violently. The scene in his field of vision surged and reversed like a dragon turning over, and was finally filled and fixed by a strange and sticky colloid. A shriek that seemed to shatter the eardrums burst out from his mind. Even though he couldn't tell which language it was, it still accurately conveyed the will in the shriek:
"Mysterious——!"
At the same time, there was also a chuckle. Lu Mingfei heard an unconcealable joy in it, just like the excitement of standing in front of a big shopping mall window looking at toys worth five figures, and finally finding a high-quality imitation for five yuan in a small store before going home. No matter whether the money left in his pocket after buying it is enough for breakfast tomorrow, he still has to pay the bill without hesitation!
"You two bastards!" Another angry roar sounded, this time in pure Chinese. It sounded familiar, just like Lu Mingfei's childish voice in junior high school, but it sounded like countless bronze bells ringing, and the overlapping sounds made people's heads buzz, but the words were not so majestic: "Two bastards who have to taste the saltiness of the two dung carts passing by!"
Lu Mingfei's mind was in a complete mess. The sadness about his youth had long been thrown away. He suddenly felt a sense of suffocation that he was compared to the contents of a manure truck. Then he felt that he had not been punished at all, but had just fallen asleep in class. Everything now was just a dream. He hoped that he would not make a fool of himself in the class when he woke up...
It couldn't be that the childcare robot that he had been late for years had finally arrived, right? The welcome gift was a "what if phone booth" that directly turned reality into a magical world - but the damn bear was still the last one in the magical world, and only managed to save the world with the buff of the movie version...
Mr. Lu has always been a loser in the feature film. He can't be compared with the sharpshooter, pirate king, and sun king in the movie version!
The more critical the moment, the more confused his mind became, or perhaps it was affected by some external force. Lu Mingfei now had no idea of resisting at all. He even ignored the younger version of himself who suddenly appeared beside him and was wearing a dark blue maintenance worker uniform. The other party's crazy voice did not reach his ears at all.
Thus, the gray fog and crimson successfully broke through the blockade of the transparent colloid, and with a sound like breaking glass, they extended their slippery tentacles, swept up the still dazed Lu Mingfei, and forced the boy beside him to move, and finally disappeared completely...
When Lu Mingfei was eighteen years old, the door to Kassel that should have been open to him had not yet arrived, but another world opened its arms to him. The gray fog like the tide supported and embraced him, just like protecting a rare treasure, and stingily hid him in the deepest part of the gray fog, not letting the outside world see even a trace of him.Chapter 2 Welcome to the New EraTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2014 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-19 14:16:56
There was no snoring of the fat boy, nor the sound of chopping boards or beating children upstairs and downstairs. The white noise like the surging waves made Lu Mingfei feel that he had slept particularly soundly. He even had the illusion that "I can sleep for centuries in this environment". When he opened his eyes, he felt refreshed and his whole body was full of endless energy.
"It is an honor to witness your awakening, Your Excellency." A strange greeting sounded beside him.
Lu Mingfei instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. The first thing that caught his eye was an old man wearing a black clergy robe with red. He had his head lowered so that his face and eyes could not be seen. He could only roughly confirm that he was a white priest.
Could it be that I was seriously injured in the hallucination I had before, and my uncle and aunt sought medical treatment everywhere but to no avail, so in the end they could only place their hopes on the charlatan? Lu Mingfei's memory was still stuck on the supernatural incident he encountered in the corridor of Shilan Middle School. He hunched his shoulders and looked around the room, while secretly moved.
He also thought that if he had any accident, his aunt would most likely tearfully accept the personal accident insurance provided by the school, and then burn some paper money at his grave during the holidays and say a few words to bless the health and safety of the whole family.
But now it seems that they still care about me. They can find this kind of priest who seems to charge a lot of money. Moreover, this priest is really capable. He can even wake me up from a vegetative state. I don't know whether he watered me or fertilized me, but I woke up anyway. No wonder he can buy this big house like a castle...
"Thank you, thank you." Lu Mingfei stood up from the bed, holding the priest's hands and shaking them up and down, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Priest is really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, who can bring people back to health with his magic hands. I will send you a banner someday…"
It was not until then that he realized that what he blurted out was not Chinese, but some unknown language. He thought he was quite good at English because he had taken the TOEFL by luck. Through comparison, he found that the two languages were somewhat similar in pronunciation and grammar, but they were just similarities.
"Does the treatment include learning a foreign language?" Lu Mingfei asked in surprise. He looked into the eyes of the clean-shaven old man's eyes. In his mind, the confused eyes gave him a sense of a hermit. "It's a pity that you are not British, Father. If you could master English, I'd be able to win the college entrance examination... Not necessarily. After all, I heard that British people may not get full marks in the English test."
Because there were no words for "English" and "Britain" in the language he currently knew, he could only use his own earthy "English" as a substitute. As a result, the priest's already blank eyes became completely empty. He was thinking about whether to find a "psychologist". It was said that the ancient name of this sequence was "psychoanalyst" - after all, His Excellency the Favored One had been asleep for a long time, so it was reasonable to analyze his mental health condition...
"Your Excellency." The priest took a deep breath.
"Just call me Lu Mingfei." Lu Mingfei patted his chest muscles, which had not been exercised much, until they thumped. "I'm awake now, so there's no need to call me a patient. By the way, what's your name, Mr. Father? Where is this place?"
"...My name is Anthony Stevenson, and this is St. Samuel's Church." Anthony chose to answer the question first, and then continued: "It is precisely because you have returned from the Goddess's kingdom that I should respectfully address you as Your Excellency the Favored One."
"Saint Samuel?" Lu Mingfei scratched his hair, feeling that he still had too little experience. He would go to the literature club to read more books that "middle-class white women" liked, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to bring up the places he had been to as a topic of conversation. Fortunately, there were no acquaintances here, and he was thick-skinned enough to ask directly:
"You may have heard from my aunt. I was still a high school student. When I was divided into classes, I chose science instead of geography... St. Samuel's Church, which country is it from?"
After a few short conversations, Archbishop Anthony had already gotten used to Lu Mingfei's divergent language style. He could now selectively skip over words that he couldn't understand, and patiently explained, "Saint Samuel's Church is in Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen. Perhaps you still haven't heard of this name, but..."
He walked to the window, shook open the red velvet curtains, and opened the patterned glass to the outside. The noise and the chimneys of the distant factories broke into the space through the mist. The dim sunlight shone on Archbishop Anthony, casting a light shadow. He opened his arms:
"Welcome to the new era, Your Excellency."
Saint Samuel's Church is located on Pacefield Street in the northern district of Backlund. Archbishop Anthony's room has windows facing west, facing the most prosperous West District and Queen's District. Carriages with coats of arms, gentlemen in double-breasted frocks, and noble ladies adorned with long skirts and jewelry... Archbishop Anthony feels that showing this prosperous scene to His Excellency the Favored One should give him a more concrete impression of the "Land of Hope" and the "City of All Capitals".
But Lu Mingfei only felt cold all over. Every drop of blood turned into ice crystals. Their sharp edges pierced his blood vessels, causing unbearable pain.
"Run, Backlund." He muttered to himself, and walked to the window like a puppet controlled by silk strings. Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered a movie, "The Truman Show", which tells the story of a man who grew up in a studio. The friends, neighbors and even his wife he met were all actors, performing a unique reality show for people in the real world.
At the end of the movie, Truman overcame many obstacles, roared at the rainstorm, and said goodbye to the audience on the sunny "sea". Lu Mingfei thought Truman was so handsome at the time. He gave up his happy life and resolutely took steps towards the shitty reality.
He even imitated Truman's last blessing and wrote something like a "last words", but he felt too ashamed, so he tore it into pieces and flushed it down the toilet...
Lu Mingfei rushed to the door like crazy, fled inside the quiet church, and finally walked through the prayer hall under the blank gazes of the clergy and believers and came to Pacefield Street. He thought he could find an exit to reality like Truman, but as soon as he ran out of the church, he felt like his lungs were about to explode. He could only stop panting and stood on a completely unfamiliar street, not knowing what expression to show.
"Woof~" A whimpering dog bark reached Lu Mingfei's ears, and his trouser leg was also touched by something soft. Lu Mingfei lowered his head and saw a big golden retriever rubbing his head gently.Chapter 3 Golden RetrieverTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2077 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-17 15:41:37
I heard that from a golden retriever's perspective, there are only good people and bad dogs.
The decent suit that someone had put on was crushed into dust. Lu Mingfei sat down on the stone steps in front of St. Samuel's Church, put his head at the same height as the golden retriever, put his fingers on its furry head, and let his cold fingertips dig into the roots of the hair, ruffling the neat hair into a bird's nest like the one on his head.
The maid who was taking care of the golden retriever wanted to step forward, but stopped and bowed respectfully, "Your Excellency the Archbishop."
"Miss Anne." Archbishop Anthony nodded in greeting. He was not surprised by the presence of the personal maid of Miss "Backlund's most dazzling jewel". He had already met Earl Hall's jewel when he went downstairs. She even apologized in advance for Lu Mingfei's rude behavior and expressed her desire to "borrow" the other's beloved dog Susie.
So, under the maid's surprised gaze, the head of the Backlund Parish also sat on the stone steps, sandwiching the golden retriever with the distraught boy, like an old man trying to make small talk with a child at sunset:
"You seem to enjoy it."
"Dogs are man's best friends…" Lu Mingfei didn't actually hate the old man. He just couldn't accept the reality for a moment and wanted to escape from this strange environment, just like walking through cardboard boxes and shabby furniture to get to the air conditioner outside where he could feel at ease and overlook the city under the night sky.
"Emperor Roselle's famous saying." Archbishop Anthony took the opportunity to speak, stretched out his hand to help Susie straighten her messy hair, and added some "secrets" between himself and Lu Mingfei, so that the maid beside him subconsciously ignored their conversation: "It seems that you slept for a shorter time than I thought."
He followed the oracle of the goddess about a week ago and found the "Sleeping Beauty". From that day on, Archbishop Anthony changed from the usual way of receiving the oracle from Ms. Arianna to the oracle directly from the goddess, the main content of which was to take care of the sleeping followers and give them some guidance after they woke up.
But the goddess did not directly tell Anthony about the identity of the favored one and what kind of guidance she would give. So Anthony actually did not know what to do. After all, Lu Mingfei did not look like a favored one who was deeply "favored by God". Instead, he looked like a child who was not very experienced in the world. He felt uncomfortable with the respect for himself and was confused by the unfamiliar environment...
No, he is definitely not an ordinary child. Anthony turned to look at Lu Mingfei. As a Sequence 3 "Fear Bishop", even if he did not use his supernatural powers, people facing him would tremble from the bottom of their hearts, as if fear had ruled their souls.
But the other party has not shown any fear since he woke up, and even continued to stroke the golden retriever. He lowered his eyebrows and said, "Sorry, I haven't heard of Emperor Roselle."
"That's a shame," Anthony continued. "He was a great man. Although his lifestyle was chaotic and he became incompetent and arbitrary in his old age, he did change the world."
"…I'll find out when I have time." Lu Mingfei made a pigeon sound and suddenly felt that it would be nice to be in a different world. At least Archbishop Anthony was a patient guy who would listen to him carefully and would not interrupt him. He could not understand perfunctory remarks like "I'll do it next time".
"That's great!" Anthony really didn't understand, and even thought that Mr. Favored One was really interested in Emperor Roselle. He stood up neatly, removed the "secret" that shrouded him, and invited him, "St. Samuel Church happens to have a collection of some of Emperor Roselle's notes during his lifetime. If you are interested, I can take you to visit!"
What was the excitement of suddenly finding a common topic with the child?! Lu Mingfei looked at the ruddy old man in surprise, thinking that although he lacked fatherly love, he didn't need an "old father" who was old enough to be his grandfather. Moreover, compared to learning about great historical figures, he was actually more interested in petting a golden retriever that felt super good. If the other party hadn't been wearing a small pink bag to declare his sovereignty and his own life was still uncertain, he would have wanted to adopt this big dog.
"Um… now?" Lu Mingfei didn't want to get up at all, but the old man had already extended his hand politely to invite him. He could only reluctantly shake the hand, brush off the dog hair stuck on his trouser legs, and said helplessly: "Okay."
"Woof woof woof!" The big golden retriever made a plaintive sound like a concubine who had fallen out of favor, but it did not head towards Lu Mingfei, but towards the gate of St. Samuel's Church. Anne, the personal maid, hurried forward to comfort it, but it was of no use. Even if Lu Mingfei squatted down and rubbed the dog's head hard again, he could not stop it from barking.
The noise soon spread to the church. The Church of the Night, which always advocated tranquility, naturally could not allow such things to continue. However, due to the special status of the golden retriever's owner, the clergy only took a look and quickly returned to the church. Not long after, a blonde girl walked out of the main door, puffed up her cheeks and lowered her voice and said:
"Susie! A proper lady shouldn't make a scene in such a sacred place."
"Woo~" The big dog shook its head and escaped from Lu Mingfei, whimpering softly, rubbing its head against the girl's calf, while its nose kept moving between the girl and Lu Mingfei.
It was only then that Lu Mingfei turned his attention to the girl. Standing at the bottom of the stairs, he looked up and thought he saw an angel. She was standing at the door of St. Samuel's Church. The symmetrical bell towers on both sides surrounded the girl in the middle. The pure black church building made her skin look white. The star-like lines in the prayer hall shone on her long golden hair, and a cluster of scorching sun rose on this dim day.
"I'm sorry, Archbishop Anthony." The girl blinked and looked apologetic. She hesitated for a moment when she looked at Lu Mingfei, "And this gentleman... I'm sorry to disturb the peace of the church."
"It's okay, Miss Audrey." The old man smiled gently and drew a crimson moon on his chest. "The goddess has always been tolerant. Moreover, Miss Susie is deeply loved by Your Excellency… Your Excellency, this is Earl Hall's beloved daughter, Backlund's most dazzling gem, Miss Audrey Hall."
"Praise the goddess." Audrey also drew a crimson moon on her chest. She heaved a sigh of relief and turned her gaze to the devotee mentioned by the old man. She was surprised that Susie was loved by the goddess' devotee, and wondered why Archbishop Anthony only introduced his own name and not the devotee's name.
"Hello..." Lu Mingfei felt that this scene was too familiar. Whenever he went out with his uncle or aunt, he was always forced to greet their friends, but the way of saying it became more formal:
"It's nice to meet you, Miss Audrey."Chapter 4 Roselle's DiaryTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2019 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-19 14:17:19
"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency." Audrey replied with a smile, suppressing her curiosity and analyzing based on the impression she had just glimpsed.
The suit was fitted and decent, and judging from the style, it should be from Mr. Sides's hand. I heard that Archbishop Anthony had urgently ordered a full set of suits from him a week ago. It seemed that it was prepared for this Excellency. His skin was fair and delicate, with no signs of exercise or heavy physical labor, but he did not pray with Archbishop Anthony and I when he saw me painting the Crimson Moon.
Oh my god, as a follower, isn't he a believer of the goddess? No, no, no, Audrey, he is just not a believer of the goddess "for the time being", don't show your surprise... No, it's normal for me to be confused, right?
Audrey, who had just become an "audience", was in a dilemma, but fortunately she did not show it. She hastily gave a puzzled smile and wanted to continue her observation, but she felt that the previous hasty glance was too one-sided. When she wanted to look at Lu Mingfei again, the other party's figure was completely blocked by Archbishop Anthony.
"Ms. Audrey, please pay attention." The old man reminded her. As the role model for all the noble ladies in Backlund, Audrey shouldn't look at a man of the same age with such a passionate gaze, not to mention that she was just a "spectator".
Anthony sighed inwardly, thinking that he should really have a good talk with Earl Hall - he had already allowed his second son to join the army and become a Beyonder, so why did he let his youngest daughter come into contact with this dangerous and crazy world?
"I'm very sorry, Archbishop Anthony." Although Audrey could not tell that the old man already knew that she was a Beyonder, she could sense from his expression that he wanted to "find the parents". She panicked for a moment, considering whether to use the trick of fainting while trying to change the subject: "What are you two going to do?"
"Let's go read the notes left by Emperor Roselle." Lu Mingfei said weakly. Even if a beautiful girl stood in front of him, he couldn't relieve the pain of having to study history soon. He covered his face and pulled the old man's sleeve and said, "I'm actually not that interested in Emperor Roselle…"
It's "diary" instead of "notes." Audrey corrected herself in her mind, and then realized what the Lord Favored One was talking about. The little man in her heart couldn't help but start dancing, and she was just about to shout "I'm interested" to the boy!
According to Emperor Roselle, Audrey was "a girl who was born with a spoon made of gold in her mouth." Apart from pursuing the extraordinary, she had never experienced the feeling of not being able to get what she wanted. After accidentally participating in the Tarot Club held by Mr. Fool, she even felt that the extraordinary was not so difficult to reach...
"Otherwise, Archbishop Anthony, just tell me the general idea." Lu Mingfei wanted to struggle again, saying that science students don't want to study history. "I won't read the notes or anything like that. I can't read."
Listen to what this person says! Goddess! Mr. Fool!
In order to avoid reading Emperor Roselle's diary, he even lied that he couldn't read it, but I couldn't even read it! Besides, what does Emperor Roselle's diary have to do with literacy? !
Audrey resisted the urge to take a deep breath or pout, and introduced in the tone of an occult enthusiast: "You don't need to be literate to read Emperor Roselle's secret notes. Some people think it is a unique set of occult symbols, and some believe it is a kind of hieroglyphics. But until today, no one has found the correct way to interpret it... Your Excellency, aren't you curious about the result of its interpretation?"
"Yes, Your Excellency." Anthony also chimed in, unwilling to drop the topic that he had finally established: "It is said that this kind of writing has mysterious power."
The tone of the old man's speech was just like the old beggar in "Kung Fu". He suddenly stopped Lu Mingfei and said that he was a rare martial arts genius. Now he didn't even need ten dollars. As long as he took a look at the so-called Roselle Earth Notes, he would become an omnipotent superman who could fly and hide in the ground. It would be no problem for him to collapse half a building with a slap!
Having said that, Lu Mingfei would be disrespectful if he didn't go, so considering that Anthony had arranged for food and lodging and provided conversation, he nodded and said, "Okay, just take a look?"
"Please follow me." Archbishop Anthony made a "please" gesture and looked at Audrey gratefully. He suddenly thought of a good identity arrangement. If Earl Hall behind him endorsed it, it might be much more convenient, so he also invited: "Miss Audrey, are you also interested in Emperor Roselle's notes?"
"Of course!" The girl nodded modestly, and her calves were swept twice by Susie's big tail. She leaned down and rubbed the other dog's head, smiled at an angle that no one could see, and whispered: "Well done, Susie. You are getting smarter and smarter."
"Woof!"
"Annie, please take Susie and wait for a while." Audrey turned to look at her personal maid, "I'll be out soon."
Lu Mingfei looked at Audrey from the gap left by the old man. He felt that the girl was somewhat similar to the big golden retriever at her feet, which was also wagging its invisible tail behind her.
Before the girl turned her gaze back, Lu Mingfei lowered his head first. He felt that he had already been upset by offending the little goddess when school started at Shilan Middle School. Now that he was in another world, it would be better not to have too much contact with young, beautiful and rich women. After all, this didn't look like a civilized and friendly modern society. If he really annoyed her, he might be hacked to death and thrown out to feed the dogs one day…
"Susie..." So Lu Mingfei couldn't help but reach out and touch the golden retriever's head as he walked past it, and asked in a low voice, "You don't eat people, do you?"
"Woof?" Susie's face showed human confusion.
"It's okay, go 'woof'." Lu Mingfei tapped the big furry head, patted the dust off the butt, and walked to the church door under the gaze of Anthony and Audrey.
The "Audience" potion had little effect on the body, and Audrey did not hear Lu Mingfei's muttering, but as a powerful half-human, half-god, Anthony heard it clearly, and he also felt the residual spirituality of the potion in Susie, exactly the same as that in Audrey.
The Archbishop couldn't help but look at Lu Mingfei with a complicated look, and finally he could only sigh: "...Please follow me, Your Excellency, Miss Audrey."Chapter 5 Archbishop, calm down!Title of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2037 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-06 01:12:07
After long-term observation, the Church of Evernight has determined that the secret text created by Roselle does not have extraordinary properties. At least its copy can be stably and safely stored in the archives with other materials. So Anthony led the two of them directly here, informed the on-duty personnel, and successfully obtained a quiet place for reading.
"Miss Audrey, these are the notes of Emperor Roselle collected by the church. You can try to memorize them here, but please don't copy them or spread them based on your memory." The old man handed a file to the girl and turned to look at Lu Mingfei again: "Sir, you can read it here later, but please follow me first."
He took Lu Mingfei to a corner of the archive room, pulled out another file bag from the bookshelf, found a table nearby, spread out the documents inside, and said, "Sir, please forgive me for not informing Miss Audrey of your name. In fact, this step should have been taken from the moment you woke up - you have no identity in this era."
"Then should I bring a one-inch bare-head photo to apply for an ID card? Or should I take one on the spot?" Lu Mingfei said something nonsense, successfully choking the old man, and then he stuck out his tongue to express his apology, while looking through the information on the table, he continued: "So these are the 'identities' I need to choose?"
"Yes."
"Wow—" Lu Mingfei looked at the words on the documents. Most of them were marked with "Baron", "Viscount" and even "Count". He couldn't help but sighed: "Does making fake certificates now start with nobility?"
"In theory, these are not fake." Archbishop Anthony explained, "These are the 'ascetic nobles' who accepted the protection of the church, gave up their territories and property, and chose to spend the rest of their lives in the goddess's kingdom on earth. Even in Backlund, even among the nobles, there are people who have difficulty maintaining their families or are persecuted by political enemies. If they are lucky enough to escape with their lives, most of them will give up their noble lives as a price and go to live in Winter County..."
"Sounds like political asylum? The church has a lot of power."
"This is the mercy of the goddess." Archbishop Anthony once again drew the crimson moon on his chest. "Only nobles with good conduct after review are allowed to enter Winter County. You can probably imagine that in such a filthy power field, it is difficult for people with such conduct to survive. The goddess does not want to see kind people being persecuted to death, and because of the agreement with the Kingdom of Loen, she cannot interfere too much in politics."
"Praise the goddess." Lu Mingfei had seen it so many times, and finally followed suit. He felt that good people should be rewarded, and those who treated the world kindly should be treated kindly by the world, rather than being beaten to the ground by the world, and finally having to give the sky the middle finger before dying, saying fuck your mother's world, I'll never come back again.
"So, these people are still alive and well?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Most of them have passed away. After all, people will always experience birth, aging, sickness and death. But their descendants still live in Wintershire. Some people also chose to return to Backlund after the demise of the 'enemy'." Anthony said.
He felt that Lu Mingfei was very suitable for such a role, because he looked like he had never suffered any hardship. First of all, he had to rule out his civilian identity, and as the son of a wealthy businessman...
Firstly, the church did not trust businessmen very much, and it was difficult to find a suitable candidate to be Lu Mingfei's father; secondly, no matter how wealthy the church was, it had to save face and could not pay so much money to let Lu Mingfei play the role of a rich man.
A well-cared-for, down-and-out nobleman who returned to Backlund after his family's political enemies were annihilated would be a good fit. Although he had nothing but the title of aristocrat, Backlund never lacked "angel investors" as Emperor Roselle called them, and people also liked stories like "The Return of the Count."
"More importantly, it's Miss Audrey." Anthony lowered his already low voice again, motioning Lu Mingfei to look at the girl who was reading attentively on the other side of the archive room. "Her father, Earl Hall. Although he is only an earl, he is the most outstanding banker in Backlund and one of the most influential nobles."
"Archbishop Anthony, calm down!" Lu Mingfei held down the old man's hand and said with a grin, "Although I don't mind selling my looks, I have to make sure that I can please Miss Audrey first… I want to look like her, and I won't consider anyone other than the young, handsome and loyal king of the world's most powerful country!"
"The Church of Night advocates free marriage! Gender equality!" Archbishop Anthony was almost mad. He couldn't control his temper that he had restrained since becoming a bishop. He slapped Lu Mingfei on the head without caring about who he loved or not. Fortunately, he controlled the strength and emotions at the same time: "What I mean is that Earl Hall can help you with your identity, and you can earn money to maintain your noble life by investing according to his instructions. As for why he wants to help you..."
"Be his son-in-law?" Lu Mingfei rubbed his head. It was obvious that the previous picture did not capture his idea correctly.
The old man raised his hand again, watching Lu Mingfei shrink his neck and dodge, but he finally endured it and looked at him with the eyes of a useless son. He sighed and said, "You really need to consider the reason. If you can really become Earl Hall's son-in-law, it's fine, but if not... Wild Beyonders need to be reported to the church."
"who?"
"Miss Audrey and her dog."
"Ah?" Lu Mingfei hesitated, "This is not good... Using their daughter to threaten them to help us makes us feel like villains."
"The Church of the Night is an orthodox church, and the goddess is also a legitimate god. It won't be that difficult for Earl Hall to handle the formalities for Miss Audrey. We are only providing a little help." The old man said, "In return, he will also provide you with a little help - it is not that easy for ordinary nobles to deepen their relationship with the church."
"But this is not very friendly to you, right? What if Earl Hall agrees on the surface but suddenly turns against him…" Lu Mingfei felt that the so-called "insignificant help" was actually a huge favor that he could never repay in his lifetime. "Why don't I just take the title and leave it alone to fend for itself. I'm pretty tenacious. I used to only eat one meal a day and save money to go online."
The old man didn't understand what the boy meant by surfing the Internet, but the boy's expression of "I'm easy to support" softened his heart. He put his hand on the messy hair that looked like a chicken coop:
"Don't worry, Earl Hall is trustworthy."Chapter 6 Don't Look AroundTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2081 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-19 09:11:29
For some reason, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt like crying.
He used to sit beside an old air conditioner and stare blankly at the lights of the entire city lighting up under the night sky. The flashing neon lights of the business district pieced together, and the hard skyline was hidden in the lights. From a distance, those business buildings looked like square cages woven with light, and he was like a bird gasping for breath on the edge of the cage, always having the urge to jump down and embrace freedom.
But his fear of death instinct pulled him back, back to the boarding house downstairs filled with snoring and roaring noises.
Doesn't Lu Mingfei want a warm hug, or a word of concern like "Son, as long as you live happily, grades and work don't matter, health is the most important"?
It's just that no one will give him alms, and he himself has given up his fantasy.
"…Thank you." Lu Mingfei blinked vigorously, and stopped looking up. He just kept scanning the documents covering the entire table, and finally randomly chose a viscount's family. "Ricardo. Ricardo Mingfei Lu, not bad, right? This name sounds very familiar to me."
"But that's a surname." Bishop Anthony sighed and imitated Lu Mingfei's pronunciation: "The correct arrangement should be Mingfei. Lu. Ricardo, or Mingfei. Ricardo. Lu... But it doesn't matter. In social occasions, just remember that 'Viscount Ricardo' is calling you. As for 'Mingfei', 'Lu' and even 'Ricardo', you can use the middle name to fool people."
"Archbishop, you are so skilled..."
"When I was young, I had a lot of pseudonyms. When people asked me, I just said it was my middle name. Anyway, now everyone calls me Archbishop Anthony. Most of them don't know my last name, nor how many middle names I have." The old man said with his hands spread out.
"I've learned it, and I'll be able to use it next time." Lu Mingfei was impressed and took the initiative to help Archbishop Anthony pack up the rest of the files. His quick and neat movements made the old man feel that Lu Mingfei, a civilian, didn't have many problems. Then the boy put on a bitter face and said, "Now that this is done, do I not have to read history textbooks?"
"...You look like you hate studying, but you look very aristocratic." Anthony held his forehead with his hand. His impression of the mysterious devotee became less and less. Instead, he felt that this child was a little guy who was unexpectedly favored by the goddess. He simply took advantage of the elder's authority and said, "Reading more is always good!"
"But doesn't it mean that no one can understand that note?" Lu Mingfei caught the blind spot.
"If you don't understand, just draw it. What if you get some inspiration?" He clearly didn't let Audrey copy it, but he let Lu Mingfei take notes casually. At the same time, he lowered his voice again: "Also take this opportunity to strengthen the impression of 'Viscount Ascetic' in Miss Audrey's mind. If she remembers you, she will take the initiative to introduce you to other social occasions. Maybe she won't have to find Earl Hall... I'll put the file back and make your identity information."
This was too difficult for Lu Mingfei. He was a poor guy who only relied on nonsense to chat, whose interactions with girls were limited to having his toes stepped on by the little goddess, and who could only stammer when facing Chen Wenwen. Now he had to face a noble lady who seemed to glow "BinlingBinling", and who was also a fucking Beyonder...
Wait, what are Beyonders?
Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to ask more questions, but when he raised his hand, he found that Archbishop Anthony had disappeared. He taught him what a Beyonder was by words and deeds. When he thought that Audrey was also such a master who came and went without a trace, and might kill him with just one poke, Lu Mingfei felt trembling.
But considering that the girl was an important part of his identity, and the high hopes given by Archbishop Anthony, he still dragged his trembling calves towards Audrey and forced a stiff smile.
"Excuse me, Miss Audrey."
"I am the one who disturbed you." Audrey was desperately memorizing Roselle's diary, and had no time to pay attention to Lu Mingfei's condition. These devilish words all looked the same, and the square shape made her feel that her head had become angular. She even forgot about the environment she was in. She rubbed her blonde hair in distress and pouted:
"Damn it, I can only remember six pages..."
This little girl's coquettish look made Lu Mingfei feel much more relaxed. He could completely empathize with the pain of forcing himself to memorize unfamiliar words. It was like this every time he encountered an unfamiliar word in English reading comprehension and looked for the same words in the options - at least he knew the 26 English letters, but in the end, he had to check them over and over again when he put them together?
"It's already impressive that you can remember six pages." Lu Mingfei said casually, picking up a Russell notebook, "If it were me, I would probably have trouble remembering words with more than five letters—"
His voice suddenly got stuck in his throat, his originally listless eyes widened into a ball, and his whole body stood there like a poured concrete pile!
Chinese!
It's fucking simplified Chinese!
"January 1, 1184, at the great New Year's party. Lady Flonnel was a real beauty."
"On January 2, the gentlemen of my Foreign Affairs Committee were asses!"
"January 3rd. My original choice was too hasty. Now it seems that Apprentice, Fortune Teller, and Thief are all better. Unfortunately, there is no way back."
"January 4th, why are my children so stupid? I have said it a thousand times, don't be fooled by those charlatans. No, those charlatans may have been fooled themselves. The key to the potion is not to master it, but to digest it! It is not to dig it out, but to act it out! And the name of the potion is not only a core symbol, but also a specific image, and it is also the 'key' to digestion!"
The crooked font completely fits Lu Mingfei's stereotype that people who don't understand Chinese are forced to copy. Each word is magnified to an uncomfortable degree. Only a very small amount of information is written on a piece of paper, but it itself is enough to plant mushroom eggs in Lu Mingfei's heart!
"Thank you for the compliment~" Audrey, who was exhausted, couldn't help but drag out the words. She was considering whether she should continue to force herself to memorize, or just say goodbye and write it down quickly, and give it to Mr. Fool at the next Tarot Club to repay the debt for "Acting Method". As a result, she turned around and saw the stiff expression on Lu Mingfei's face.
The ability of the "audience" should have been activated immediately, but Audrey was completely unable to capture any details from that face. She only vaguely saw a pair of molten golden eyes and heard a childish chuckle.
He said:
"Don't look around."
This sound reminded the girl of the bells ringing during mass. Because of her wealthy family, she always sat in the front row. The sound waves that seemed to shake out one's soul were totally inferior to this chuckle!