Chapter 1 Become a mortal today

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 1 Become a mortal today

"Abaddon!"

Facing the enemy standing on the mountain of corpses, Lu Mingfei let out a furious roar.

The piles of corpses at his feet were all his battle brothers.

"Lu Mingfei!"

Abaddon also roared not to be outdone.

In this unprecedented battle, this Chapter leader also caused immeasurable losses to his Black Legion.

"Come on, let me see how much dignity you still have as a warrior."

Lu Mingfei waved the "Cold Glory" in his hand. This holy relic was jointly created by a super-Alpha level psyker and a Mechanicus sage.

Even among the vast sea of ​​holy relics, it is a rare treasure.

In the hands of this thousand-year-old veteran, it can even be as powerful as the original weapon.

"I will hang your head in my braid."

Faced with Lu Mingfei's provocation, Abaddon responded contemptuously.

Even after being severely wounded by two squads of Gray Knights, the Chaos Warmaster still possesses the terrifying power of blasphemy.

After all, the dignity of a warrior only lies in the sword. In just a blink of an eye, the two giants collided with each other across a distance of more than 20 meters.

The collision between the Holy Sword and the Demonic Sword caused a shock wave that even scraped away more than ten centimeters from the ground.

Without any words or expressions, only one of the Emperor's Chosen and the Warmaster of Chaos can return to their god.

One is an elder of the battle group, and the other is a veteran of ten thousand years. Their martial arts have reached the pinnacle of the entire galaxy.

There is no doubt about the fighting will of both sides. In the end, it is the weapons that determine the outcome.

After another confrontation, "Icy Glory" let out a painful groan, cracks appeared on its flawless blade, and the powerful power field also produced chaotic electric currents.

The holy relic has reached its limit. After all, it is only a mortal artifact and cannot truly compete with the magic sword Draconion.

It was the magic sword that severely wounded the Emperor, the product of humanity's first murder, and a symbol of the empire's destruction.

"no way!"

Lu Mingfei stared at the red and blue magic sword.

He would never allow anyone to harm the Emperor again, nor would he allow any being to destroy the Empire of Man.

"Abaddon, come with me to meet the Emperor."

Lu Mingfei jumped forward, but the magic sword still pierced his chest.

At the same time, he swung the holy sword with all his strength and cut off half of Abaddon's neck.

"Die! For humanity and the Emperor!"

Lu Mingfei used his last strength, raised his head and hit the braid.

"Where am I?"

Lu Mingfei woke up from his sweet dream.

Space Marines do not dream. The neural nodes implanted in their brains change their sleep patterns so that they are always half awake.

And he dreamed of a glorious victory. The Chaos Gods and their minions were overwhelmed by the massive Astartes and Astra Militarum. The aliens and heretics were also destroyed by countless bipolar torpedoes. The galaxy finally gained purity and peace.

And he and his battle brothers were finally able to put down their eternal responsibilities and return home.

But this is obviously false. Lu Mingfei believes that that day will eventually come, but it should be witnessed by him, not in a dream.

"Who is it? A trick from the Chaos Wizard?"

He quickly woke up and began to observe his surroundings.

A small room filled with all kinds of mortal things and unnecessary decorations.

On the bed opposite, there lay a human boy who was sleeping soundly. He was short and fat.

"There is no threat."

Lu Mingfei quickly made an assessment and then fell into thinking.

"who is he?"

Using the meditation techniques taught to him by the White Scar veteran, Lu Mingfei quickly entered the depths of the memory palace.

"He is Lu Mingze, my cousin."

"I am Lu Mingfei, a freshman at Shilan High School."

Searching for long-lost memories is troublesome, especially when you have memories that span more than a thousand years.

Fortunately, White Scar's meditation skills lived up to his reputation, and he finally recalled his experiences before traveling to the Warhammer world.

"are you back?"

Lu Mingfei was a little disappointed, but also a little relaxed.

In that war-torn world, he finally found the meaning of existence and finally didn't know what loneliness was.

But thousands of years of endless fighting have left him physically and mentally exhausted. Returning to this peaceful and safe world, he may be able to rest.

"O Emperor, if this is your will."

Lu Mingfei prayed silently in his heart.

After a moment, his expression changed, as if he had received some revelation.

"I will obey the emperor's orders."

Lu Mingfei will enjoy this precious leisure time before the emperor issues new orders.

"Brother, do you want to play StarCraft tomorrow?"

On the open laptop on the table, a message was sent from a person whose profile picture was Panda's ID "Old Tang".

StarCraft? StarCraft.

He remembered the name of that game. It was his favorite entertainment before time travel, and it was the only thing he could be proud of.

Of course, he doesn't need it now.

However, the word brother still touched Lu Mingfei.

"Sorry brother, I don't have time recently."

He replied politely.

Lu Mingfei didn't mind playing with Old Tang. After all, the two of them were good netizens before time travel.

It's just that he hasn't played a game in thousands of years and has completely forgotten how to operate it.

Playing against Lao Tang at such a level is not in line with Lu Mingfei's self-requirements, but also disrespects Lao Tang.

"Okay, let's talk about it later when you have time. But it's strange, don't you always call me Old Tang?"

Old Tang on the other end seemed a little confused.

"We are all brothers in the world. Okay, my aunt is here, I'll get off first."

Lu Mingfei tried his best to imitate his former self and found an excuse to escape.

If he said a few more words, he was afraid that his secret would be revealed.

After turning off the computer, Lu Mingfei returned to his bed and lay down.

He knew he had a lot to do, but right now, he just wanted to enjoy some real, complete sleep.

Even so, his long-standing habit still made him wake up early in the morning.

Lu Mingfei sat on the bed in a daze for a while.

If he was still on the mothership, a Chapter servant would have come to clean his body and then put him into power armor.

But now, he needs to do everything by himself.

Not bad at all.

After all, while Superman's physique gives him extraordinary strength, it also gives him extraordinary troubles.

Lu Mingfei put on his clothes, ignored his cousin who was sleeping like a pig, and went to the toilet to wash up.

Basically, the whole process went very smoothly.

He neither used the wrong toothbrush nor picked up the wrong towel.

Although half of the tube of toothpaste was squeezed out by him and his gums were bleeding because he was brushing too hard, as long as he destroyed the evidence, nothing would happen.

"This body is too weak."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

I'm used to operating power armor weighing several tons, but now I feel a lot of inconvenience when operating a body weighing more than 100 kilograms.

"It's time to exercise more."

Even if they are temporarily retired, the Emperor's warriors should still be in strong physical condition.

"I need money."

While eating breakfast, Lu Mingfei said directly.

The three people stopped their chopsticks and looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

They never remembered a time when Lu Mingfei asked for money so confidently.

He even liked Lu Mingze's comics.

"What do you want money for?"

Uncle Lu Gucheng was the first to react and asked curiously.

At the same time, he also had some guesses in his mind.

What kids in the first grade of high school need money for are just visiting Internet cafes, buying magazines, buying snacks, and at most, buying milk tea for girls.

If the amount is not large, Lugucheng is still willing to give it.

Although the financial power is not in his hands, he has still saved some private money.

"Get a fitness card."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"What?!"

The three of them were collectively shocked.

Lu Mingfei said he wanted to apply for a fitness card?

"ah!"

Lugucheng let out a scream.

It turned out that his aunt pinched his thigh to make sure he was not dreaming.

"No, it's just a waste of money if you just go to the gym and stop going after a few days."

After confirming that it was not a dream, my aunt decisively refused.

"I will stick to it and not waste money."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"That won't work either. You and I don't know yet. We spend three days fishing and two days drying the nets."

Auntie firmly refused.

The main reason is that the fitness card sounds very expensive. Lu Mingze High School has more places to spend money, and she is reluctant to spend the money.

"The money my parents sent me should be enough."

Lu Mingfei looked at her.

Not only is it enough, it should be more than enough.

He has a pair of parents whom he has not seen for many years and regularly sends money back from abroad.

Thanks to that money, he can go to a private aristocratic high school, and his uncle and aunt can also buy a small-displacement BMW.

My uncle has money to buy some high imitation brands, and my aunt can lose a lot at the mahjong table.

Even his cousin Lu Mingze could throw coins around the school and become known as "Prince Ze".

Lu Mingfei originally didn't care much. His parents didn't care about him, so how could he have high demands on his uncle and aunt?

He doesn't care now, as long as they meet his needs.

"Why is it enough? Do you know how much you have to pay for tuition per year?"

Auntie choked for a moment and immediately started shouting again not to be outdone.

"Okay, okay, it's a good thing if Mingfei wants to keep fit. Once you get the card, Mingze can use it too."

The uncle smoothed things over.

The aunt was stunned, and then looked at Lu Mingze, who was 160cm tall and 160cm in weight.

"that is all."

She put down the 2,000 yuan and went back to her room.

Today, the little sisters are going to try out a new teahouse and have to dress up.

The uncle winked at Lu Mingfei, while Lu Mingze glared at him.

Lu Mingfei smiled back at his uncle, but ignored Lu Mingze.

After changing his shoes and going out, Lu Mingze stopped him.

"Hey, you really want to go to the gym, right?"

Gas Can said without courtesy.

"yes."

He nodded.

"Just like you, you won't become handsome even if you exercise."

Lu Mingze said unhappily.

"Fitness is to become stronger."

Lu Mingfei was in a good mood and didn't mind giving him a little patience.

"Becoming stronger? What's the use of becoming stronger?"

Lu Mingze looked at him suspiciously.

"Wring the throat of fate."

When he said the last two words, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile.

The gas tank cousin was so frightened that he leaned back, and then forced himself to sneer out of pride.

"Huh, chuunibyou."

Then he ran away.

"I am a chuunibyou, what are you?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Don’t think he doesn’t know that Lu Mingze’s online name is “The Lonely Snake” and he also posts photos of himself using red ink to pretend to cut his wrists.

If he suffers from chuunibyou, then Lu Mingze will be in the final stage of chuunibyou.

Lu Mingfei also built a trumpet called "The Notch of the Sunset" specifically to tease Lu Mingze.

Of course, now he will definitely not do such boring things.

The pretty lolita who once fascinated her gas tank cousin could only be forgotten in the world from now on.
Chapter completed!