Chapter 300: It Sure Is A Wondrous World We Live In (2)
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
Arriving at the entrance of his dormitory room, due to his excessive agitation, the force which Lin Jiage used to push open the door was exceptionally powerful.
He thought that Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou would have stopped their gaming session by now, but who’d have thought that they would still be playing?
Perhaps it was the loud noise he’d made from when he opened the door with excessive force, Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou instinctively turned their heads toward the door. And even as he turned to look, Xia Shangzhou was still speaking into his microphone, “Sis Yao, are you coming? Alright, no problem! I’ll surely bring you a chicken dinner in the next round!”
They’re actually still playing?
A powerful wave crashed down on Lin Jiage’s heart, but with an extremely calm expression, he met Xia Shangzhou and Lu Benlai’s gazes and asked, “Are you still playing?”
Lu Benlai: “That’s right.”
Lin Jiage whipped out his phone and logged onto the game. With a nonchalant tone, he said leisurely, “Pull me into the team too.”
“Boss, didn’t you say that if you were to play with…” Halfway through Xia Shangzhou’s words, he suddenly realized that he was still on the microphone and Sis Yao could hear his words, so he decided to get straight to the main point. “… Are you not a human?”
Seeing that no one had pulled him into the team after entering the game, Lin Jiage actively applied to enter the team instead. At the same time, he shot a fleeting glance at Xia Shangzhou and replied composedly, “That’s right, I’m not a human.”
Lu Benlai, who happened to be quenching his thirst at this moment, nearly spurted water from his mouth.
After accepting Lin Jiage’s application, he rubbed his stomach—which was hurting from trying to stifle his laughter—and said to Xia Shangzhou, “Don’t forget. Peppa Pig tattoo.”
Xia Shangzhou clicked his tongue at Lu Benlai before turning an indignant gaze toward Lin Jiage. Unwilling to give up, he said, “But Boss, didn’t you say that you’re a person with a backbone?”
After entering the game room, Lin Jiage began fumbling around his desk in search of his earphones, not hurrying to reply to Xia Shangzhou’s question. After finding his earphones, he started untangling it and only then did he leisurely respond to Xia Shangzhou’s query, “I’m not even a human, what backbone do I need?”
What use is there in being a human with a backbone?
A true hero must know how to adapt to his circumstances!
Honoring one’s vows might be important, but knowing when to break them was important too!
Besides, could a backbone even be eaten? What he needed wasn’t a backbone but Soft Bun and Big White Chubby!
With such thoughts in mind, Lin Jiage plugged in his earpiece and glanced at Shi Yao’s avatar in the game room. With a voice that carried a hint of gentleness to it, he said, “Sis Yao, I’ll bring you a chicken dinner.”
…
Sis Yao?
This seemed to be the first time Mister Numbers was calling her Sis Yao… And his voice today sounded exceptionally gentle and melodious, much nicer than before… This was especially so with the slight quiver on his ending note. It almost felt as if her heart had quivered along with it.
Shi Yao was mesmerized for a moment and was just about to reply “Alright” when she suddenly remembered that Mister Numbers had blacklisted her, so she immediately swallowed her response.
I might be a glutton, but I’m a glutton with a temper, alright?
…
The game started, and the four of them parachuted down from the plane together.
As usual, when Xia Shangzhou found some good equipment, he said, “Sis Yao, come here!”
Tsk, how meaningless. Do you think that you’ll be able to win Sis Yao’s interest through this?
Lin Jiage thought with disdain as he leaped from room to room, frenziedly looting everything in sight. Just as he was just about to be fully geared up, he took a look at the minimap and dashed off in ’s direction.
“Sis Yao, I have a Level 3 Helmet here…”
Author’s Note: This chapter is otherwise known as “Lin Jiage’s Face Has Swollen Up From His Own Slaps?”