[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio":3,"chapter-i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-72":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I, the System Protagonist, Joined a Cross-Dimensional Chat Group",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2292732,4485,"Chapter 72: A Good Dream","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-72",72,"\u003Cp>「……。」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zihang stared at Lu Mingfei, trying to read something in his expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei wasn’t fazed at all, since Chu Zihang’s Golden Eyes had no effect on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just thought that, from this angle, Chu Zihang really was incredibly good-looking…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder that little female dragon was completely smitten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, wait—actually, that guy was a cultivation-type player; according to the book, that ancient dragon who had lived for centuries had set her sights on Chu Zihang back when he was in elementary school, never expecting she’d end up losing her heart to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei suddenly thought Xia Mi was kinda intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a pang of nostalgia—so the tender grass was the senior brother? This was the ancient dragon devouring the tender grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That hypothesis doesn’t hold,” Chu Zihang said calmly, recalling the information he knew: “Your father is Lu Lincheng, your mother is Qiao Weini; both are alumni of the Cassell College. Your father has a younger brother—your uncle…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei stared in surprise at Chu Zihang, who was uncharacteristically reciting his family genealogy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...All of the above, including your birth—so your hypothesis is invalid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are human—strictly speaking, a half-blood. You cannot be a dragon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zihang spoke as if solving a logic puzzle, with flawless evidence, reasoning, and argumentation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why do you know so much about my family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As one of only two S-Rank students in the entire school, your past records aren’t exactly a secret.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zihang didn’t tell Lu Mingfei that for just ten dollars, he could’ve bought details of an S-Rank student’s daily habits from Fengge—but sadly, the purchase rate was zero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lu Mingfei were an interviewer, he’d give Chu Zihang a perfect score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he’s the one grading the exam…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior brother, the answer seems wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei didn’t know what species he truly was, or whether he was even the biological child of Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini—there might be deeper secrets hidden here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the pie chart of what Lu Mingfei really was, humans and half-bloods together might only account for 10%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior brother, can’t you just play along?” Lu Mingfei sighed. “Everything is possible—haven’t you heard that saying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clearly, it’s impossible,” Chu Zihang declared firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine,” Lu Mingfei sat up, turned around, and sat cross-legged facing Chu Zihang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what if I really am a dragon, Senior Brother? Assuming that’s true, what would you do?” Lu Mingfei lowered his eyelids; he didn’t really want to talk about this—it involved Xia Mi, and Chu Zihang might feel painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he really wanted to know: if one day he turned into a little dragon boy, would Chu Zihang activate Bloodrage and slash at him, or first cut ties, saying, “Next time we meet, we’ll be enemies,” then let him go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There is no ‘what if’...” Chu Zihang paused mid-sentence, falling silent—the atmosphere shifted subtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She said there never was a Xia Mi—only Jormungandr.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I’ve always felt Xia Mi existed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zihang remembered the key Xia Mi had left behind—the room it unlocked was filled with traces of a girl’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old TV and radio, a worn-out single bed, a single incandescent bulb hanging from the ceiling that had been used for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay on that bed all night, thinking deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior brother, maybe you should get some rest,” Lu Mingfei said, sensing something off about Chu Zihang—his thoughts had suddenly turned to the little dragon girl. He regretted bringing it up; he’d awakened painful memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zihang shook his head, ignoring Lu Mingfei’s suggestion, and said seriously: “If you’re also a dragon, then does Lu Mingfei truly exist?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei hadn’t expected Chu Zihang to ask that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unquestionably, the question didn’t need thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I definitely exist,” Lu Mingfei replied without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Zihang stood up and said to Lu Mingfei: “I never had many friends growing up—and Lu Mingfei is one of the few.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and walked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will always stand by Lu Mingfei—and only Lu Mingfei.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get some rest,” Chu Zihang added, a sense of dread and suspicion rising within him—he’d once attributed such feelings to the potential of an S-Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hoped Lu Mingfei was just having a childish fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't overthink it; if you're under pressure, it's fine for Caesar and me to represent Cassel and go underwater on the mission tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine, Senior Brother—I’m sorry I worried you,” Lu Mingfei said, escorting Chu Zihang to the door; the oppressive feeling had lessened considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing the door, Lu Mingfei gazed at the night outside the window, his mood lifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of trust and friendship was a cure for mental strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He worried about the future, fearing certain inevitable events couldn’t be changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like that strange dream—everyone was asleep in a polar blizzard, while he alone walked through the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream felt incredibly real, as if symbolizing his ultimate fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulling the curtains shut, Lu Mingfei lay back on the bed like a salted fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, groped twice on the wall, found the main switch, and clicked it—darkness swallowed the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was soundproof; even the rain outside was inaudible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, Lu Mingfei drifted into sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered what kind of dream tonight would bring—he remembered that as a child, the only show he didn’t have to fight with Lu Mingze for the remote was Martin’s Morning, a French-Chinese animated series he loved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The protagonist Martin took on a different identity every morning—sometimes president, sometimes a dinosaur, sometimes an alien or a superpowered being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the opposite: every night, he had strange dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope tonight’s dream is normal…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these scattered thoughts, Lu Mingfei fell asleep—and suddenly found himself inside a grand villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar blonde girl stepped out of the indoor pool, wearing a swimsuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was as cold and distant as a flower atop a high mountain—but once ashore, she walked straight toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cupped his face and kissed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei woke from the dream, silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered angrily—why did it suddenly turn into an Alien Queen?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, there were only two dreams tonight, so he still remembered where he was when he woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly had his other-self in another world passed on to him, changing the dream theme every night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from drastically improved cultivation speed and nightly VR movies, he felt there was nothing else—where were the cultivation techniques? Where were the secret manuals?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That guy even included romance...” Lu Mingfei recalled the scene—the girl looked like Zero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched his lips, heart pounding wildly—if there were a mirror, his face would be bright red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he thought of the Alien Queen afterward, he instantly cooled down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock knock knock\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knock came at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lu Mingfei, are you up?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's Caesar's voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s lunchtime.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1150,"2026-06-20T04:17:29.700Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","61024314bc6f46c00e6cd911c92e64cf59af97996263671b6d50c21f2efb4aff","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-73","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-71",720,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-cover.jpg"]