Lu Mingfei gazed at his reflection in the mirror, excitement evident in his eyes. Following the fusion with the drop of blood, his once brown eyes transformed into a captivating shade of gold, the color gradually deepening to a rich, dark gold.
"It's incredibly handsome!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed with enthusiasm, admiring his new eyes from various angles.
After a moment, he realized a potential issue—his golden pupils might not be controllable in terms of opening and closing. Determined to test this, he commanded, "Change back!" Witnessing the successful transformation back to his original brown eyes, Lu Mingfei joyfully repeated the process, alternating between brown and golden pupils.
Curious about the functionality, he experimented further and discovered that the golden pupils were responsive to his thoughts, eliminating the need for vocal commands.
"While I may not be the master of the eternally burning pupil, being the force behind it isn't too shabby!" Lu Mingfei mused, displaying a mischievous demeanor.
Noting that the golden pupils exhibited no apparent energy consumption, Lu Mingfei recalled the original plot where only the brother retained the golden pupils after use. He observed, "Some bloodlines lack the strength for the golden pupils, even when invoking the word spirit." Pleased with this revelation, he excitedly thought of Yanling.
Speculating that the drop of blood modified by Meng Chuan might contain a spirit of his own, Lu Mingfei delved into his newfound knowledge about speech spirits. He awoke 101 speech spirits, including his exclusive Yanling Spirit Do Not Die, the Yanling Oracle, and the Yanling Emperor.
Stunned by the unexpected variety, Lu Mingfei questioned why he possessed 101 speech spirits and playfully declared his invincibility.
Sharing his discovery with the group, Lu Mingfei received various responses:
Meng Chuan: "Do you know that you will be beaten if you run halfway through the conversation? @Lu Mingfei"
Meng Qi: "Dip the pig cage! @Lu Mingfei"
Bibi Dong: "Is it Deadpool?"
Lu Mingfei, slightly distressed by the dog licking reference, clarified his situation, @mentioning Meng Chuan afterward.
As Meng Chuan responded, he explained the optimization and expansion of the communication channel between Yan Ling and the outside world. Meng Chuan clarified that once Lu Mingfei fully regained his power, the speech spirits would become instinctive, requiring no further optimization.
Lu Mingfei, addressing the group, expressed his gratitude, and Meng Chuan responded with humor. The group members shared their insights, with Zhang Sanfeng suggesting that Lu Mingfei choose a speech spirit to use.
Fei Peng suggested enhancing physical fitness with martial arts, but Lu Mingfei realized he lacked points. The revelation prompted humorous banter within the group, highlighting the camaraderie that had developed among its members.
Meng Qi: "Maybe you can start a GoFundMe for Lu Mingfei's points."
Lu Mingfei: "Haha, very funny. But seriously, I need points, guys!"
Yuan Dagu, in a mock-serious tone, suggested, "Perhaps we should organize a charity event for the 'Poorest Boy in the Group' fund."
Zhang Sanfeng, still recovering from the earlier banter, chimed in, "I never thought our group would have such financial discussions. @Meng Chuan, what kind of group have you brought together?"
Meng Chuan, amused by the banter, responded, "A group with diverse talents and interests, it seems."
While the conversation veered towards financial jests, the group's dynamic shifted to discussing Lu Mingfei's newfound physical prowess. Fei Peng encouraged him to explore martial arts, especially given his enhanced strength.
Lu Mingfei, taking the suggestion seriously, pondered, "Wing Chun, Ming Fei," considering the potential for martial arts in his current state.
Excitement filled the air as Lu Mingfei enthusiastically opened the group's shops, eager to explore his new physical abilities. However, his enthusiasm waned when he discovered he lacked the required points.
Lu Mingfei: "Friends, I don't have any points. Tears of poverty shed."
Yuan Dagu, playfully teasing, remarked, "It seems that Lu Ming is the poorest boy in the group."
Zhang Sanfeng, feeling a twinge of sympathy, urged Dagu not to bring up such topics, especially with the mention of poverty.
Meng Qi, finding humor in the situation, added, "You found the wrong person for the real person, and the wicked people in the group are here @Meng Chuan."
Meng Chuan, signaling a bit of weariness, responded, "I am tired and tired."
The group banter continued as members shared lighthearted jokes and camaraderie. The chat panel buzzed with laughter and playful remarks, reflecting the close bond that had developed among the diverse individuals in the group.