Chapter 47: The Cowboy Is Busy, Lu Mingfei Is Troubled

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Seeing the delicate handwriting in the notebook, the stern young man was momentarily taken aback. So she had been unconscious for seven days, yet it turned out she was merely asleep? When had the little one transformed from an internet-addicted girl into a Sleeping Beauty? The thought of the fairy tale, where the Sleeping Beauty and her kingdom are saved by true love’s kiss, suddenly made the young man want to grab the attending physician and ask if such a scenario could recur. If it could, he might have to personally act as a bodyguard, standing watch outside his sister’s door to prevent some scoundrel from sneaking in and waking her with a kiss. However, he eventually restrained his foolish impulse, waving the medical staff away to leave just the two of them some privacy to speak quietly.

“What kind of dream was so happy?” he asked softly, as if afraid to disturb the girl’s not yet fully awakened dreams. Going abroad—he had indeed thought about it, but given the current situation, it still felt far off. Besides, did this child even have a concept of “country”? In her worldview, something like the Legend of the Galactic Heroes might just be villagers from some Earth town gathering by a river called the Galaxy for a brawl.

Rustle—

The pale, slender wrist lifted as the red-haired girl held a pen, slowly writing in the notebook. Her joyful mood caused the IV tube on the back of her hand to sway gently:

“I went to France. There were so many trees, so many people, so many beautiful houses, and so many blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners.”

Her phrasing was simple, as if untouched by nine years of compulsory education. Yet the emotions conveyed were genuine and abundant, making anyone who read it unable to suppress a fond smile. She even drew a simple sketch of a house to show that they lived in a small detached villa, with a few little flowers decorating it, radiating warmth.

The stern young man’s indulgent smile stiffened slightly upon reading the notebook. He had indeed considered leaving the family someday to live incognito in France, but so far no one should have known. Had she somehow sensed something? Yet the time he spent with her was so limited, and he had never spoken of the future. How could she possibly… But dreams were mysterious things, beyond anyone’s control.

Perhaps she had merely seen a character surrendering in a film or animation recently and dreamed of that. But what kind of dream could make her sleep for seven whole days without waking?

“Sounds like a very nice dream.”

The red-haired girl’s delicate face remained expressionless, but her crimson eyes flickered slightly. She lifted the notebook with both hands and nodded vigorously:

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“Yeah, fun •ᴗ•”

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“Was it fun? I’m asking, was it fun?!”

Lu Mingfei was quite irritated now.

It was troublesome enough that Old Tang’s entire family had vanished without a trace; the persistent ghost of the foolish Kassel dog haunted him endlessly; now, on the way back by car, encountering a shady unlicensed driver only made things worse.

When the car deviated from the planned route and headed toward desolate hills and wildlands, he had already sensed something was off. But at that time, he only thought it was someone from Kassel Academy finally losing patience and preparing to make a move—a ready-made scapegoat being delivered on a silver platter was not to be wasted.

After driving more than thirty miles, the middle-aged driver with a seemingly pleasant smile suddenly turned into the woods and stopped the car. Together with accomplices lurking by the roadside, they surrounded Lu Mingfei, shouting, “IC, IP, IQ cards—tell us all the passwords!”

Lu Mingfei had just replayed every interrogation technique he knew in his mind, but it turned out they were just robbers.

No words were needed. Filled with fury and amusement, after getting out of the car, he delivered a heavy slap to each of the robbers’ faces, sending them sprawling to the ground unable to get up.

Except for the driver, who was tougher and more resilient, the other two young men quickly drifted into sweet dreams.

Punching a dent into the car door, Lu Mingfei irritably scratched his head, his eyes full of bitterness as he stared at the trembling unlicensed driver leaning against the car wheel.

“Smile, why aren’t you smiling? Weren’t you just laughing happily?”

“Daring to come out with a little blade to imitate robbers—you really haven’t seen the underworld, huh?”

Stepping on the handle of the dropped watermelon knife, he pushed, pulled, and flicked it skillfully back into his hand. Weighing the light blade, his gaze fell on the driver’s neck, his tone as cold as the night wind:

“Tell me, who sent you? Confess honestly and you might get leniency. Resist, and it will be harsher. You don’t want your wife and kids to be taken care of by the neighbor Old Wang, do you?”

Now, Lu Mingfei viewed everything with suspicion. Perhaps this unlicensed driver was a villain planted by Kassel Academy, waiting for the right moment in the plot to jump out and save the handsome guy.

“No… no one sent me. I just saw you traveling alone, so young, and decided to target you.”

The driver still had some sense, realizing he was facing a truly ruthless person. Judging by the tone, he must have some underworld enemies. If he dared to nod, the next second he’d probably be headfirst in the river.

So he told the truth, hoping to avoid all three of them being thrown into the Yangtze to feed the fish.

It wasn’t fear of death, just not wanting to make things easy for the fishermen downstream.

As for Old Wang next door, that guy was reliable, always helping to look after his wife and kids while he earned money elsewhere. A man of good character, absolutely trustworthy!

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Lu Mingfei was unaware of the driver’s complex thoughts. He took out his phone and photographed the faces of the three robbers, then played a recording of the entire robbery.

Hearing his own arrogant words blaring from the speaker and seeing the pitiful state of the gang, the driver regretted not choosing his target more carefully—he had run into a fierce dragon crossing the river.

Lu Mingfei pulled the car keys and tossed them into the river, then turned to mount a black motorcycle parked by the roadside. Shaking the phone, he said coldly:

“The motorcycle’s requisitioned. Tomorrow, either you turn yourself in at the police station or feed the fish at the bottom of the river. Your choice.”

With that, he started the motorcycle, skillfully shifted gears, and sped off into the night.

For Lu Mingfei, being robbed was just a minor incident. The urgent task was to get back and hand over the materials to the little celestial maiden, so they could quickly process the passport and visa.

Looking at the road sign ahead, the Wu Gorge lay just beyond, where the three monkey cries would wet one’s clothes with tears. He hadn’t expected to end up here by accident.

Fortunately, there was no Hu Bayi or Wang Pangzi in this world. Luckily, too, because if there were, and nightmares came true, his persona as a staunch materialist warrior would be shattered.

Riding the motorcycle swiftly along the riverside road, Lu Mingfei hoped to find a place to stay before night deepened.

Alas, the Jialing horse beneath him was a bit slow, utterly unworthy of its engine’s deafening roar.

Over twenty miles ahead in Wu Gorge, a group of people was moving under cover of darkness.

The four commissioners from Kassel Academy, who had operated in pairs during the day—Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya, Gao Mi and Wan Boqian—had now regrouped.

Earlier, they had investigated much of the Suspended Coffin Mountain but failed to locate the dangerous “Coffin Mountain” hidden within.

Meanwhile, Chinese branch members assisting them had discovered a suspicious spot.

Amidst the encircling mountains, an inconspicuous hill concealed a tunnel buried beneath earth and stone.

Surveyors speculated a vast space existed inside the hill, but their equipment could not probe its interior.

Gudrian reported this to the Academy, and after consulting with Professor Schneider, head of the Executive Department, they unanimously decided to excavate, hoping it might be the “Wu Gorge Coffin Mountain” Lu Mingfei had glimpsed in his dream-like vision.

After stealthily digging for most of the day, they finally cleared the soil and stones from the tunnel as night fell.

The tunnel was only blocked by a third; its walls were solid rock, and a massive boulder sealed the end.

It wasn’t impossible to move, but the noise would be significant, and they feared danger inside.

What if, upon moving the huge sealing stone, they found a dragon’s lair housing a hungry, ravenous brood? Rushing to remove this “seal stone” without caution would be no different from ordering KFC delivery.

When meat is right before your mouth, do you savor it slowly or gulp it down in one bite?