Chapter 35 Audrey: You're not going to rob my house, are you?Title of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2007 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-17 15:43:57
Because they had verbally signed the "non-mind-reading treaty", Audrey was very restrained and did not use her extraordinary observation ability. She did not even maintain the "audience" state. She looked around the exceptionally quiet archive room and changed the subject, "Mr. Lu Mingfei, are you learning ancient Hermes?"
"Yeah." Lu Mingfei did not use his extraordinary ability, and did not even look at the girl's face. He lowered his head and twisted the materials that served as teaching materials. "After all, it is used in various rituals... Audrey, you have also learned it, right?"
Of course. Not only ancient Hermetic, but also simplified modern Hermetic, Intis, and Lemburg. This girl is not just a pretty vase, but a model for noble ladies in Backlund and even Loen. Her daily study process is like hell, and it was not until she was close to adulthood that it eased.
It's just that the hard work behind these things doesn't need to be shared, just like the painting skills she showed, they are all things that can be "casually" displayed when necessary, so she smiled and nodded: "Yes, I have learned the ancient Hermes language completely."
"That's amazing." Lu Mingfei sighed sincerely, "A day in the life of a noble lady is not easy either. Etiquette, socializing, dancing, these are all I can think of for now."
"There are also fashion matching, popular books, perfumes, tea sets... and even horse riding and jewelry identification." Audrey still feels tired when she thinks of the hardships she has endured, but she soon puts on a cheerful smile and jokes:
"Viscount Ricardo, you have to learn these as well. Although not all of them, a qualified gentleman should know some of them, and perhaps a little more, such as history, international politics, philosophy..."
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that his aristocratic status was not so convenient.
At least the nobles of Loen were like this. There were too many twists and turns. If it were Intis where Roselle was, he would probably just need to learn which stockings felt better to tear. After all, in the other party's diary, the main content of the banquet was sleeping with other people's wives, sleeping with other people's daughters, and sleeping with other people's wives and daughters...
And the Sleeping Witch. Lu Mingfei couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, but when he thought of the witch he met yesterday, he couldn't laugh anymore. He gathered his composure and nodded with a stern face:
"I see."
"Just knowing is not enough." Audrey shook her finger, looking dissatisfied with Lu Mingfei's perfunctory attitude. "There are no geniuses in this area. Even aristocrats with a long tradition need to find a suitable teacher."
The girl had too many teachers to count. If it weren't for the aristocratic etiquette that required her to remember every person she had ever met, she might have confused all those faces with similar smiles.
As a "veteran", she knows the pain of having too many teachers, so she added: "It would be better if you can find a teacher who is versatile in all aspects."
"Audrey, do you have any recommendations?" Lu Mingfei asked, following the topic.
"This..." Audrey found it difficult to give an answer for a moment.
All of her teachers could be called all-rounders to some extent, but they only taught her the part she was best at, and most of the teachers' bids were so high that it would hurt a viscount or even an earl. If it weren't for the fact that Earl Hall's family wealth far exceeded that of an ordinary earl, and most of his banks had connections with these people, Audrey would not have been able to receive their teachings.
"Let me think about it... Mr. Callum's quote for a lesson is about 40 pounds, and I'm not sure how many lessons I want. It's a bit too expensive for you."
It's not just too expensive, it's killing me! Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and he felt the stench of gold pounds in the air. He was a poor guy who only had 18 soli left in his pocket after buying a big bag of lemons. He couldn't bear to hear this, and he forced an ugly smile: "They say youth has no price, but poor guys really can't move an inch..."
"Don't take Mr. Callum's offer as normal." The girl rubbed her face in distress, put the light brown gauze hat on her head on the table, and sat down. "Maybe my teachers are not very suitable for you. Generally speaking, because long-term employment cannot be achieved, the offer of etiquette teachers is only a little more expensive than that of professional butlers...about 2 pounds. But unfortunately, I don't know such a teacher."
"2 pounds…" Lu Mingfei touched the revolver under his coat. The handguard of the revolver was damaged due to the coin attack from the Word Spirit Yin Flow, and the bullets were all used up, so it was about worth this much. He exclaimed, "The money from one class is enough for me to buy a gun to rob a bank. I'll wait until I succeed in moving a bunch of portraits of founders of the nation out of there."
The founder he mentioned was the first king of the Kingdom of Loen, William Augustus I, whose portrait was printed on the 10-pound banknote.
Although Lu Mingfei had never bought such large banknotes, he had seen some people using 10-pound notes to make purchases while hanging out in wealthy places like the North Side, Queens, and Cherwood.
"Don't be so extreme, Mr. Lu Mingfei." Audrey was also led astray by him. "If you go to jail, you won't need an etiquette teacher, and..."
You're not going to rob my house, are you?!
As the daughter of a shareholder of Backlund Bank, Bavart Bank, Suchit Bank, and other banks, Audrey suddenly felt that she was not that safe. After all, Lu Mingfei, with red eyes, really looked like he wanted to rob a bank, and she was worth a lot of small banks in Backlund!
"What do you mean by jail?" Archbishop Anthony appeared like a savior, pushing the door open with a puzzled look on his face, holding an envelope in his hand. He continued with the fragments of words he heard from outside the door: "Your Excellency the Favored One does need an etiquette teacher. Miss Audrey, do you have any recommendations?"
I recommend the Waters Bank, which is funded by Renburg. Dad has no shares there. Audrey didn't want to continue this topic. She sighed quietly and said, "I need to go back and ask... You should know that my teachers usually don't teach outsiders."
"Then there's no need to bother." Archbishop Anthony said, "Mr. Sedes came to the church just now and recommended Ms. Valerie to me. You should know her."
"Yes." Ms. Valerie was the stylist that Audrey had recommended to Lu Mingfei. Her shop was very close to St. Samuel's Church. "But I didn't know that Mrs. Valerie also taught part-time."
Archbishop Anthony raised the envelope in his hand and said, "Mr. Sedes gave me a letter of recommendation."Chapter 36: Hold your head highTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2049 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-17 15:44:02
"Excuse me, if Mr. Lu Mingfei takes this letter of recommendation to see Mrs. Valerie, she will most likely beat him out with a stick." Audrey said after a brief silence:
"You may not know much about Backlund's fashion. Mrs. Valerie was once Mr. Seides's exclusive model, but she was fired a few years ago because her looks were 'dull due to age'. She then became a stylist."
"This loud fart must have come from Emperor Roselle." Lu Mingfei said with great certainty, supporting his chin with his hand, "It's just 'old age and fading beauty'…"
"Although I don't want to admit it, it did come from Emperor Roselle, and this sentence is also taboo in front of noble ladies." Audrey introduced with a headache: "It is said that Mrs. Valerie used the clothes pole to beat Mr. Seides, and they were both taken away by the patrol..."
So, going to the other party with this letter of recommendation is no different from picking a lantern in the toilet.
Lu Mingfei looked at the envelope in the old man's hand with horror. He felt that unless it was filled with corny love poems, indicating that he once had a true love in front of him but did not cherish it, otherwise he would definitely turn into a piece of swollen pork after arriving at his house, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it would not be an exaggeration to say that he would be chopped into minced meat and wrapped in a pie!
Even Archbishop Anthony's expression stiffened a little. Although he didn't know much about the news, he had heard that two famous fashion figures were taken to the police station a few years ago.
However, after the Nighthawks reported that there were no extraordinary factors involved, he no longer paid attention to it.
"I'd rather die than go!" Lu Mingfei huddled on the bench, as far away from the recommendation letter as possible. "I strongly suggest you check Seides' background. This guy has bad intentions!"
"Mr. Sades is a devout believer of the goddess." The old man comforted Lu Mingfei first, then agreed with the first half of his statement, and said thoughtfully: "But the matter of etiquette teachers still needs to be considered separately. Maybe you can try the 'Helping Household Servants Association'. After all, you will also need a housekeeper and a maid after you move out."
Are you going to kick me out all of a sudden? Lu Mingfei was shocked, and felt that his life of ease and comfort was slipping away from him.
Although the current room originally belonged to Archbishop Anthony, the life in the past few days has made him gradually adapt to the rhythm of St. Samuel Church. Lu Mingfei also cherishes this feeling of having a backer -
After Archbishop Anthony caught up with him yesterday, Lu Mingfei felt particularly relieved. Because he knew that the witch had most likely been dealt with, and he didn't intend to ask about the details that were inevitably stained with blood. The old man didn't want to say it clearly, and even Xio, who was a wild Beyonder, was given a break and even had a church communion...
The old man was thinking calmly about the candidate for the teacher, while Lu Mingfei kept his head down and said nothing. Audrey did not turn on the "audience" mode, but like an audience member, she could not get a word in. The air was filled with the smell of disintegration.
It's so annoying.
Lu Mingfei hated the feeling of being abandoned, but felt helpless.
He and Archbishop Anthony have no relationship, but Archbishop Anthony has done his best by taking care of his daily life and arranging his identity for the goddess's sake. Now the dream should end, and he should learn to be self-reliant.
"Thank you for your care during this time." Lu Mingfei felt like something was stuck in his throat. The air was so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat. "I will move out as soon as possible."
Next, he had to seize every opportunity to make money, at least not to bring shame to the viscount status arranged for him by the old man.
But Lu Mingfei didn't know how to obtain funds legally and reasonably in this world. He couldn't really rob a bank like he joked before, right?
He laughed at himself twice, feeling as lonely as if he was caught in the rain. But the old man opposite him looked confused: "As soon as possible? Miss Audrey, have you told His Excellency the Favored One?"
"Ah?" The girl looked up in confusion.
"Earl Hall's 'sponsorship' to Your Excellency is a private psychological clinic. He said that you will be the person in charge, and Your Excellency will be the 'attending physician'..." Archbishop Anthony was still thinking about the etiquette teacher. He didn't know where the boy's worries came from, but he still lowered his voice to explain: "This is my suggestion. The decoration will be completed in about half a month."
He didn't know whether Audrey knew about the "acting method", but considering the good relationship between the girl and Lu Mingfei, he still made such a suggestion out of selfishness. This would basically ensure that Audrey would not encounter too many problems before Sequence 7. As for what would happen after that, he could only wish the girl good luck.
"I know nothing about this!" Audrey stood up holding her veil. In her mind, she imagined herself wearing a white coat and diagnosing mental illness for people.
Ever since she became an "audience member", she has been looking for opportunities to act. She never expected that her father and Archbishop Anthony would present her with such a gift. Her emerald eyes almost sparkled with stars:
"Really?"
"Earl Hall may want to give you a surprise." The old man admitted with a smile, and then looked at Lu Mingfei, "Sir, even if you want to move out, you have to wait for half a month. Although it is called a clinic, it is actually a villa with a garden located in the north district. Of course, if you are in a hurry, it is not impossible to speed up the construction."
"No hurry, no hurry." Lu Mingfei waved his hands quickly and whispered, "I'm not in a hurry at all."
No one has ever reminded him that he is actually a very easy to understand guy. His eyes seem to hide a deep lake, the deepest part of which contains ignored calmness and loneliness. But once a breeze blows, it will stir up waves and ripples, as if to show everything.
Audrey watched all this quietly, and the joy of becoming the "boss" gradually subsided.
She watched the boy's drooping eyebrows rise high, just like a small boat floating on the river under the Backlund Bridge, surrounded by soft and soothing music, as if surrounded by the kindness of the whole world...
Will you devote all your energy to loving this world if you only need a little warmth? The girl suddenly felt a little heartbroken, and she looked up at the old man with the same gentle eyes, and there was also kindness in those deep eyes.
In fact, the boy had never done anything bad and had never bullied anyone.
He can sit side by side with a big golden retriever, rack his brains to avoid causing trouble to others, and even his departure is as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
Young life should be bright and vibrant, and an oasis should not be out of reach.
If life really needs a turning point, start from now on.
"Keep your head up high, Mr. Lu Mingfei." The girl also straightened her back and pushed open the door of the archive room, letting in the star-like lines of the church dome.
"We should get going."Chapter 37 Mr. A of the Modeling HouseTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2106 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-17 15:44:05
Lu Mingfei felt like he was robbed - Miss Audrey kicked open the heart of this stupid otaku like a beautiful female bandit and pulled the anxious guy out. The next step was to go through fire and water, even going to the West to seize Tathagata's bird throne was no problem!
Moreover, Lu Mingfei is not a bad boy now. The tailor-made shirts and formal suits have helped him get rid of his habit of hunching his shoulders. Just like Sun Wukong got the Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown, the Chain Mail Golden Armor, and the Lotus Silk Cloud-Stepping Shoes from the Dragon King, the next thing is...
"Your Excellency," Archbishop Anthony said in a low voice, handing over a piece of paper. "This is the account number and ciphertext of the anonymous account at Backlund Bank. There are 400 pounds in it, which is equivalent to the 'Assassin' Beyonder characteristic that you forgot to take away yesterday."
Now he had a weapon that worked for him! Lu Mingfei scratched his hair to make it look like he could go out and meet people. He looked at the old man with grateful eyes, swallowed down some nonsense like "I can't repay your kindness" and "I have been wandering for half my life and have never met a wise master. I am willing to be your adoptive father", and caught up with the girl who was still waiting at the door.
Audrey didn't say where she was going, and Lu Mingfei didn't ask. The two of them walked through the prayer hall of St. Samuel's Church, and the carriage stopped at the door. Anne, the personal maid, stood under the family crest of Earl Hall. The sparse sunlight refracted through the metal, reflecting each other's formal smile.
"Miss." Anne crossed her hands in front of her belly, looked at Lu Mingfei who was following behind her, took a step forward to stand between him and Audrey, pinched the hem of her skirt and saluted, "Viscount Ricardo."
Lu Mingfei looked at the maid's face and suddenly remembered that Audrey was neither a beautiful female bandit nor the fat monk who released the monkey from under the Five Finger Mountain, but "Backlund's most dazzling gem". If he was seen following her like a tail, maybe a hundred or eighty gentlemen would stand up and throw their gloves at him!
In order to avoid this, Lu Mingfei decisively turned on the "audience" mode and said with a proper smile: "Good morning, Miss Annie."
"You can just call me Annie." The maid breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at her mistress who had not gotten on the carriage. She immediately understood that she wanted to do something beyond the schedule, so she asked with some headache, "Miss, what's the next plan?"
Audrey winked playfully. This was what she liked most about her. Compared to those old-fashioned and serious maids, Anne could always understand her ideas just right and follow her temper without violating the etiquette and moral standards of the nobility. Occasionally, she could even help her refuse some ladies' invitations to afternoon tea.
"I want to try a different style of dressing, preferably one that's more serious and reliable." The girl had already put herself in the shoes of the person in charge of a private clinic, and pinched her chin as she said, "Mr. Lu Mingfei's image also needs to change."
Anne knew immediately that her young lady had learned about the psychological clinic from Archbishop Anthony. She was not surprised and nodded, "Okay, do you need to send an invitation to Madam Valerie?"
"No need." Audrey smiled and shook her head, which made Lu Mingfei feel relieved. However, the next sentence made his heart, which had just calmed down, rise to his throat again: "She was not invited by the other ladies today, right? We can go directly to her shop. If I remember correctly, it is less than fifty meters away."
That kind of fierce general was so close to St. Samuel's Church?! Lu Mingfei leaned back slightly, thinking of the other party's heroic act of carrying him and his former boss to the police station with a clothes rail. It was as if he saw a irritable woman with a sick smile saying that she was not divorced but only widowed. In front of her, even if Lu Mingfei had just raised his spirits and felt that he had become a hero like Guan Erye, he couldn't control his legs from going weak. He immediately became Mr. Hua Xiong, whose wine was not cold yet but he was cold...
"Forget it." Lu Mingfei forced himself to maintain a smile and said without thinking, "It really makes me uneasy to ask you, Audrey, to condescend to walk here. Why don't we go home first and fight again another day?"
Audrey was dizzy from the series of "Russell-style long and difficult sentences". It took her more than ten seconds to understand the meaning. She rubbed her forehead and whispered to comfort him:
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu Mingfei. We don't have a letter of recommendation from Mr. Sades, and we're not here today to hire him as your etiquette teacher. We just want a simple styling design. Believe me, Mrs. Valerie is a very gentle lady most of the time..."
Most of the time... in other words, a small part of the time, they will turn into a man-eating female Tyrannosaurus? Lu Mingfei felt that it was a bit too rude to say this directly, and Audrey also meant well. So he had to swallow his saliva, put on an attitude of risking his life to accompany the lady, and followed the two of them to Mrs. Valerie's store, as brave as if he was stepping into a devil's cave.
Only after he arrived did he breathe a sigh of relief. In the land-scarce area of Pestfield Street, Mrs. Valerie's modeling house has a fairly spacious area, and there are many green plants placed by the window, which still exude vitality even on days when the sun is dim.
The lady who walked out of the shop was not as ferocious as Lu Mingfei had imagined. Apart from the inevitable wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, Mrs. Valerie was even considered a great beauty. She smiled at Audrey with surprise:
"Ms. Audrey, you always shine."
"Your beauty also makes me happy." Audrey greeted him with a smile, hugged him and kissed him on the cheek, then took a few steps back briskly. "Just like what Emperor Roselle said, 'The early bird catches the worm'. It seems that your busy day has not yet begun."
"In fact, it has already started." Ms. Valerie said with a smile, pointing to a white suit jacket hanging on a clothes rack not far away. "A gentleman has chosen my full skin care plan, but I can take a break while the mask is taking effect."
Lu Mingfei looked around and saw the gauze curtain separating the inside and outside. Through the gap, he found that the interior decoration was very similar to the small beauty shop that his aunt often went to. There were all kinds of bottles and jars, several beauty beds with hollowed-out heads, and a gentleman who was standing up and looking at him...
Um?
Lu Mingfei's heart trembled, knowing that such beauty salons were relatively private, and the gauze curtains were there to protect the privacy of the customers. It was very impolite for him to peeke inside, so he immediately retracted his gaze.
But the guest inside was relentless and lifted the curtain, and walked out with a mask covering his entire face: "The air inside is too stuffy, maybe you should add a few more windows... By the way, you three can call me 'Mr. A'."
He politely introduced himself to the three guests, but Lu Mingfei felt that the pair of extremely aggressive eyes were staring at him.Chapter 38 Lu Mingfei: There's a pervert!Title of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2016 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-17 15:44:09
As a believer of the True Creator and the head of the Aurora Society in Backlund, Mr. A's daily work can be roughly summarized as praying, making money and carrying out terrorist attacks.
Needless to say, prayer is a compulsory course for devout believers. Whenever Mr. A hears the emotional mutterings of the "Lord", he will be moved to tears and wish he could bear the pain for the "Lord". Making money is also to spread the glory of the "Lord". After all, without money, there is no way to support Backlund's family of believers.
As for the final terrorist attack...
This is just the view of outsiders. In Mr. A's opinion, it is just a trial against heretics. The members of the Aurora Society try to understand the language of the "Lord" every day and try to listen to more teachings. Unfortunately, there are not many results. They can only understand that the "Lord" is denouncing existing or fallen gods.
So, whenever the "Lord" mentioned a heresy, the believers would launch an attack against that heresy, and occasionally perform some sacrificial ceremonies to try to get the "Lord" to come out and breathe.
This was almost Mr. A's normal state, until a few days ago, when the "Lord" issued a clear and coherent oracle for the first time in history - to investigate the newest follower of "Night".
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Mr. A? It feels more like a code name for a criminal than a gentleman. A qualified gentleman should not interrupt the conversation without authorization, which is not pleasing, especially when wearing a facial mask. He seems to be in a hurry, because Mr. Lu Mingfei?
Audrey frowned and took the initiative to stand in front of the boy who was stared at stiffly. She immediately got goose bumps from the disgusting gaze, as if her clothes were stripped off by two slippery tentacles. Every pore in her body felt uncomfortable...
"I'm sorry, sir." Lu Mingfei had personally experienced the other person's gaze and knew how much pressure Audrey was under, so he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, took a step forward, pulled the girl's sleeve and pulled her behind him, and said with a stiff face, "I didn't mean to spy on you."
The air in the store suddenly became sweet. Mrs. Valerie and the maid Anne had almost no resistance to this sweetness. Their faces couldn't help but blush, their eyes were empty and dull, and even Lu Mingfei and Audrey couldn't help breathing heavily...
Lu Mingfei is very familiar with this sweet taste!
Fucking witch!
The golden eyes lit up instantly, and the "audience" ability once again forced Lu Mingfei to release the anger that seemed to be engraved in his bones and blood. The pleasure of drinking the forbidden wine and the pain of his muscles forcibly locking his bones came again. Lu Mingfei tried to carry Audrey and the other two as quickly as possible, and get as far away as possible from this guy in front of him who looked like a male witch!
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Ricardo!" Mr. A appeared at the door of the store like a ghost. He twisted his body to break free from the mask covering his face, revealing his androgynous face. He opened his arms and shouted, "I have no ill intentions!"
Mr. A was almost going crazy... Although he was crazy to begin with, that was a voluntary offer of reason to the "Lord". The "madness" he felt now was only from mental torture - he had spent too much energy to fulfill the oracle of the "Lord".
But the heretic Anthony was too strict in protecting his target. Apart from the physical data obtained from Sides, there was no information at all, as if such a person appeared out of thin air.
Of the only three people the other party had contact with, Earl Hall's daughter spent most of her time in Queens; the other two lived together, and one of them was being followed by the Nighthawks because of some accident...
If it were any other time, Mr. A would have kidnapped them even at the risk of his life, but the "master" did not show any obvious malice this time, so Mr. A could only act more cautiously and avoid using violence as much as possible.
But in this way, apart from knowing that the newcomer of the night is named Ricardo and has a perky butt, he won't be able to gather any information! If he reports such a result, Mr. A won't be able to forgive himself even if the "Lord" punishes him!
"This is just to create a good communication environment. I can remove the 'charm' on them at any time, as long as you are willing to stay and communicate with me." Mr. A spoke at the fastest speed, with sincere emotions, but he couldn't avoid the style of a terrorist, sounding like a threat:
"I am herding a Sequence 5 Witch of Pain. If an outsider forcibly removes the Charm, it may cause some damage to the spirit."
This witch is even stronger than the one I met yesterday! Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, steadied the shaky Audrey, put her, Mrs. Valerie, and the maid Anne on the chairs beside the bed, opened the window for ventilation, and then returned to Mr. A with a stern face, summoning up the courage to ask:
"So, Mr. Sades is under your control? You asked him to send a letter of recommendation to Archbishop Anthony just to lure me here?"
"I didn't control him." Mr. A shook his head. In order to get better information, he explained honestly: "I agreed to be his model for a week... Sadas is a person who cares a lot about appearance."
On the one hand, Mr. A still needed Sades to enter St. Samuel Church, so it was impossible for him to control him; on the other hand, Sades was not good-looking, but he was very vain in his heart, which did not conform to the teachings of the Aurora Society, so Mr. A had no intention of recruiting him as a believer of the "Lord" from the beginning.
"Lust is like a sword hanging over your head." Lu Mingfei sighed with gritted teeth, "This old man Seides really can't hold back his fart!"
"It seems that you like Emperor Roselle very much, although I don't know why 'sex' and 'knife' are linked together." Mr. A acted like a stupid parent who was eager to find a topic to talk about with his child. In this regard, he was surprisingly consistent with Archbishop Anthony. He requisitioned the tea in the shop with a low head and brewed it. After that, he placed it in front of Lu Mingfei.
"Please take a seat. I just have a few simple questions for you."
"It can't be my measurements, right?" Lu Mingfei sighed and sat down, but didn't touch the cup of tea.
Mr. A's expression was particularly brilliant: "In fact, I only know your measurements."
"..." Lu Mingfei opened his mouth as if his jaw was dislocated, and he stepped on the chair to get a little further away from the masculine beauty. He hugged his chest and said in horror: "Not only did you sell your own body, but you also set your sights on mine?!"
Because Archbishop Anthony, Audrey and even Fors have said more than once that Lu Mingfei's face is not bad, so he has a better opinion of his appearance. Unexpectedly, he encountered a pervert just after building up this confidence!Chapter 39 Aurora ClubTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2049 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-17 15:44:13
Mr. A had never felt that communicating with others was such a difficult thing. The boy in front of him could easily tear the words he had just conceived into pieces, as if to prove the diversity of species. He even wanted to split them into eight pieces like his thoughts to relieve the excessive mental pressure.
But in order to fulfill the Lord's oracle, Mr. A still took more than ten seconds to take a deep breath, restrained his overly direct gaze, and explained vaguely:
"Mr. Ricardo, your appearance is bound to attract a lot of curiosity. I am just the most distinguished messenger sent by them to learn more about you. As for your measurements... I only got this one piece of data from Mr. Seides."
He did not directly report the name of the true creator, because most people in the world are ignorant and do not understand the greatness of the "Lord". Whenever he sees others slandering the "Lord", Mr. A easily loses control of his temper.
But Lu Mingfei was still a person that the "master" valued, so even if he said something that made people angry, he couldn't do anything...
Lu Mingfei nodded half-knowingly, and did not ask who the "most distinguished" guy was. Just like he was used to unbuttoning his formal suit before sitting down, and subconsciously adding suffixes like "Mr." and "Miss" when addressing others, everyone was being raped to varying degrees by this world, but God was particularly fond of idiots.
Yesterday he met the Sequence 6 "Witch of Pleasure", and today he met Mr. A who was herding the Sequence 5 "Witch of Pain". Middle-Sequence warriors kept popping up like cabbages, and Lu Mingfei was no longer surprised.
"Go ahead and ask." Lu Mingfei said weakly. He felt that even with the window open, the air was still filled with a sweet smell, which made him feel uncomfortable. His thoughts wandered unconsciously, and he wondered if he could make a fortune by using the witch's bath water as perfume.
Mr. A sat upright: "Okay, first question——"
"Wait." Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his hand, his eyes gleaming with gold. "In my hometown, personal information is protected by law. Even the students themselves cannot view their file folders..."
"What do you mean?" Mr. A didn't understand what a student file was, so he could only ask further.
"I have to pay you for the consultation, right? I am not very talented, but I will be the chief consultant of Hall Psychological Clinic. One question... 1 pound should be a reasonable price." Lu Mingfei rubbed his fingers and made up a name for the psychological clinic that was still under renovation. He originally wanted to charge by the minute, but considering that he talked a lot of nonsense, he reluctantly acted as a conscientious businessman.
Mr. A was stunned.
After serving as a terrorist leader for many years, this was the first time he was taken advantage of. In the past, if Mr. A showed some interest in someone, the other person would either come over with a flattering face and tell him everything, or turn into a corpse and let him torture his spirit with the ability of a Sequence 6 "Requiem Master". How could he just pay money to solve the problem?
"...Well, it seems I still have some capital to ask questions." Mr. A finally raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, and was glad that he was not planning to do a "no-cost business" today. In order to stay in this small shop for a whole day or even several days, he rarely brought money with him when he went out.
Mr. A stood up and took out a few banknotes from his coat. He handed a banknote with the portrait of the founder of the country to Lu Mingfei: "First of all, what is your extraordinary path?"
"So private right away?" Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that his offer was a bit low, but he still didn't make a rude move of changing his mind at the last minute, and said honestly: "'Audience'."
Next, Mr. A asked a series of questions including age, beliefs, clothing preferences and sexual orientation. Finally, he had spent almost all of the 10-pound note, and then the truth was revealed:
"One last question, or perhaps a new beginning." He put away the interrogation attitude of a tabloid reporter, and his eyes, which had been trying to restrain their aggression, suddenly burst into an unprecedented eagerness, as devout as if he was kneeling in worship of a god, "What do you think of the Aurora Club?"
He left this question to the end specifically to collect as much information as possible about Lu Mingfei. Because Mr. A knew his temper very well, if he saw even the slightest rejection on the boy's face, he would not be able to continue this "deal" - even if he could not take action against the person the "master" valued, he could at least turn the table and leave...
But Lu Mingfei, who was busy learning ancient Hermetic language and had not yet browsed the files of the evil organization, was confused: "Aurora Society? Researching celestial bodies? Or a secret society similar to the 'Illuminati'... You probably don't understand, anyway, it's a complex organization of a group of rich people."
"...No, we don't study celestial bodies, nor is it a boring game for the rich." Mr. A received an answer that was even more difficult to accept than rejection, and slammed his fists on the table. "The Aurora Society! The Aurora Society believes in the 'Lord' who created everything, the Lord behind the veil of shadows, and the 'Lord' of the fallen nature of all living beings!"
"A three-part honorific name?!" Lu Mingfei was shocked. Apart from the Goddess of Night and Mr. Fool who pretended to be a god, this was the third honorific name of a god he knew. And it didn't sound very decent. So he forced his stiff tongue to straighten and said, "Sorry, I'm devoted to the goddess."
"You!" Mr. A was about to explode, in every sense of the word. The flesh and blood bomb separated from the "Rose Bishop" had already climbed out from under the table towards Lu Mingfei, and it could explode with just a thought. However, his loyalty to the "Lord" still made him calm down. He quietly put away the flesh and blood bomb and walked away:
"heresy!"
Mr. A was disdainful to continue talking to a guy who didn't understand the glory of the "master" and was even worse than a curly-haired baboon. He left these two words and then lifted the distortion of this space. As for the "charm" on the three people present, he would leave it to the night watchman who would come to clean up the place later. Anyway, he had already obtained the information and was in no mood to continue to please Lu Mingfei.
"etc."
The boy behind him suddenly spoke, his voice a little lazy: "Untie the charm."
"You..." Mr. A turned around with a malicious smile, and then froze in place in an instant.
The golden eyes that had just made him feel a little uncomfortable suddenly burst into a blazing fire. The ignorant and greedy boy was still sitting in the same seat, but his every move showed the majesty of an emperor. Mr. A seemed to see a huge monster rising from the sea level, and the golden pupils seemed to cover the whole world!
He could not help but let out a scream, and his whole body scattered like a dandelion seed cluster. Both the "charm" and the distorted rules that shrouded this place were lifted by this command.Chapter 40 The Devil's LoveTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2039 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-17 15:44:18
"Brother, you sold yourself too cheaply." Lu Mingze jumped out of thin air with a helpless expression, sitting on the table and swinging his legs, "And in the end, I just asked him to remove the 'charm'. I didn't expect you to be a benevolent king."
Blowing people into pieces is also considered a benevolent monarch? In ancient times, the emperors who practiced quartering could be considered saints. Lu Mingfei leaned on his head tiredly, not paying attention to the pieces of flesh running away. He raised his hand and rubbed his younger brother's hair:
"You didn't come out when you met the witch yesterday, and you pretended to be dead when I was scared before. Now you think I sold myself too cheaply and didn't act cruelly enough... Will you come next time?"
"How can I do that?" Lu Mingze spread his hands, indicating that he could do nothing to help. He was smiling, but his helplessness was overwhelming like a gushing stream of water.
"There are some things that only you can do, brother."
Lu Mingfei didn't like this atmosphere. The two brothers... let's call them brothers, came to this strange world together and started an unprecedented life - there was a religious leader as their backer, the goddess above also cared for them, and the friends they knew were either noble ladies or well-known writers. Even more outrageous was a fake evil god in the start-up period...
He originally thought that he was far away from the life of sitting next to the air conditioner and watching the neon lights in the CBD area, but he was still powerless in the face of this damn life, and even if he mustered up the courage, he could only sell himself for 10 gold pounds.
"Is there anything that only a guy like me can do?" Lu Mingfei laughed at himself. "My only strength is playing games. It's a pity that Old Huang didn't push the world into the information age, so I have nowhere to display my martial arts skills."
"Don't act like you're regenerating thigh flesh. When Liu Huangshu was sighing, his ancestors were still watching dogs fight. Brother, you are at least much younger than them mentally, and you have had much more time." Lu Mingze jumped off the table, squatted on the ground, looked up at the dejected Lu Mingfei, and encouraged him:
"Brother, you are the best."
"...If you hadn't stepped in, I wouldn't have been able to deal with the problems with Audrey and the others." Lu Mingfei continued to speak in a depressing tone, but his mood improved a lot. He reached out and rubbed the boy's head twice, "Thank you."
"We are brothers." Lu Mingze accepted the caress obediently and no longer made eye contact with Lu Mingfei.
In this world, some people regard Lu Mingfei as a trump card to kill their enemies; some people hope that he will love this world and take on the mission that should belong to him; some people hope that Lu Mingfei will give up and not stand in their way; and there are even opportunists who bet everywhere...
But I only hope you love yourself, and I will only love you in my own way.
Lu Mingze said quietly in his heart.
The greenhouse flowers that are bathed in artificial light and targeted fertilizers all year round are destined to not understand the romance brought by the rainstorm and thunder. Lu Mingze likes to call himself a devil, because he has never been a kind and gentle guy, but a gale with gravel that squeezes through the cracks of daily life...
Lu Mingfei's hands suddenly felt empty, and he found that the boy had disappeared like a soap bubble in the sun, without even a trace left.
The gauze curtain separating the inside and outside was pulled open, and Audrey and the restrained maid Anne came out together. The latter blushed and whispered that she didn't fall asleep on purpose, while the former smiled and comforted the other party. After meeting Lu Mingfei's gaze, she apologized a little embarrassedly:
"Sorry, Mr. Lu Mingfei, I kept you waiting for so long."
"It's worth the wait." Lu Mingfei used the "audience" state and said with a smile: "Mrs. Valerie's hands make you more radiant, and so does Miss Anne."
In fact, it was Lu Mingze's credit.
Because of his interference, the aura of corruption that was originally trapped in this small shop was swept away like air freshener. Not to mention the Night Watchers of the Church of the Night came to investigate, even if the high-ranking masters of the "Fortune Teller" channel put Lu Mingfei on the divination table, they could not find any trace, so he was the only one responsible for the aftermath.
To put it simply, in the memories of Audrey and the other two, there was no sweet air or mysterious Mr. A today. They just accepted the beauty package promoted by Mrs. Valerie and fell asleep during the service.
As for Mrs. Valerie...
She could only be thankful that she woke up before the time limit for Audrey's mask was reached.
"Mrs. Valerie's craftsmanship is indeed worthy of praise." Audrey smiled and praised the lady who followed behind. "Next is Mr. Lu Mingfei. I am very curious about what kind of 'transformation' Mrs. Valerie will perform... Oh, and my 'work suit', can I take a look at your album first?"
"Of course." Valerie had no reason to refuse. She turned to look at Lu Mingfei and invited him, "Please follow me."
Should I say that she is worthy of being a woman who can run a store on her own after leaving Mr. Sedes?
Mrs. Valerie is an all-rounder in fashion styling. From beauty and skincare to hair cutting and clothing matching, each of her professional skills can stand out in Backlund, which is enough to prove the extent to which a certain old man exploited the model...
Lu Mingfei first had his face massaged by a pair of exceptionally delicate hands, then he sat in the inner room to have his hair changed. Even his formal clothes were forcibly taken off, on the grounds that they reeked of a "middle-aged pervert", and he was replaced with a set of refreshing and slim-fitting ready-made clothes.
"This style is very suitable for you." Mrs. Valerie propped up her chin and said, "Backlund admires gentlemen with humor and wit. Gentlemen who are too old-fashioned will not be liked by ladies and ladies."
"Then I think I should dye my hair colorfully and wear a red nose." Lu Mingfei wanted to reach out to grab his hair, but the lady slapped him down with a slap. He had no choice but to let his hands hang down on both sides of his trouser line in confusion. "Your interior should not only have windows, but also a mirror. I can't even see what I have become..."
"Miss Audrey would like it." Mrs. Valerie teased first, then she put her hands on her hips and raised a finger to shake in front of his eyes, "Mr. Ricardo, please remember - dressing up carefully to please yourself is the result, and the exclamations and praises of others are the process. What I can do is to make you fire at full power."
But it would also leave my wallet empty. Lu Mingfei glanced at the price list on the wall and found that the 10 pounds he had extorted from Mr. A at the risk of his life was only enough for one skin care treatment, and the suit he was wearing would be deducted from the account given by Archbishop Anthony...