Chapter Six: A Little Indulgence in Immorality [4K]
By the way, I’ve heard the legend of the boy in red from Shancheng long ago. I wonder if I can see him this time. What do you think his powers might be?
Listening to Jumeng’s excited expectations about the trip to Shancheng, after hesitating for a moment, Luxianbei finally couldn’t resist interrupting her.
“Stinky sister, this world is cruel. I must let this five-thousand-year-old child in front of us recognize reality early, to prevent her from suffering more harm.
“Hmm?” Jumeng responded, turning around to look at the expressionless Luxianbei, their gazes meeting.
That kind of look made her feel inexplicably guilty.
The last time she saw Luxianbei show that expression was when he had been ambushed and killed by a player from Baoguo in a certain FPS game and mocked afterward.
Some things are intolerable.
On that day, Jumeng discovered for the first time that there really are people in this world who can chase three players with a melee weapon in an FPS game.
Why three players?
Because after killing three players, one should be left alive to revive teammates, making it easier to continue tormenting.
While torturing them, that team eventually fell apart amidst their disputes.
A few days later, when they regrouped to play another game, Luxianbei, who had been asked by the Urban Legends Chat Group for assistance, came to find them to start the new torment.
Then, switching games, getting locked down again, it was a cycle that continued until the Urban Legends Chat Group could no longer find those few people, presumably due to the endless torment successfully breaking their “internet addiction.”
To be frank, playing card games, and being chosen by Luxianbei, who was successfully made the dealer by members of the Urban Legends Chat Group, completely deprived the game of its fun—who could stand that?
Luxianbei, unaware that Jumeng was reminiscing about his “heroic deeds,” just wanted to clarify things with her.
“Actually, I’m going to Shancheng for official business this time.
Meeting with the leaders, reporting to the leaders—this indeed counts as official business, and this is not deceit!
“That’s it?” Upon hearing Luxianbei say so, Jumeng instead let out a sigh of relief. “You do your official business while I play; it doesn’t interfere, what’s the problem? If you can make me happy, I might even help you with your official business!”
“What official business does the Siye Society even have? Isn’t it just dealing with urban legend incidents or spiritual energy attacks?”
“In front of the dignified ruler of the Eight Hundred Li Peach Spring, the only proper deity left in Z Country, how many urban legends or spiritual ability users can hold out for five minutes?”
Luxianbei opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped short.
d*mn it; a flaw has been revealed!
If it’s truly just official business, then it’s fine for the stinky sister to come along, and if she’s willing to help, the difficulty of the official business would indeed decrease a lot.
What if I say it’s for the public service of a calamity-fearful irresponsible company? According to Du Sixian, there’s indeed a secretive client contacting her recently regarding Shancheng.
No, no, if it involves contacting an unknown spirit energy organization, having a calamity-grade urban legend by my side would only make it more reasonable, right?
What to do? I must think of something quickly, or else the stinky sister will find out that I lost the chance to see Miaomiao Sauce, and a fierce conflict among women will erupt. Luxianbei thought.
While he pondered, Jumeng noticed his long silence, squinted her eyes at him, and gave him a thorough look before delivering a fatal strike. “I say, you’re not going to see that lame girl, so you can’t bring me along, right?”
Luxianbei,
Even though he was gradually getting used to being in a female body after the urban legend transformation, he still felt that women were an incomprehensible species.
They might be easily fooled at other times, but once it comes to these matters, they become like a team of Sherlock Holmes.
“Not talking?” Jumeng pouted. “Not talking means I guessed right!
Of course, being able to associate this with Jiang Li, Jumeng had her own reasoning.
First of all, Luxianbei’s behavior was odd, and his speech was hesitant—completely unlike his usual “talkative” self.
Secondly, Luxianbei was evasive about the purpose of his trip to Shancheng, clearly feeling guilty.
The combination of the two immediately made Jumeng, who had observed countless relationships, think of those unfaithful men. A little analysis of the women Luxianbei had been in contact with made it easy to conclude that only Jiang Li could make him act so guilt-ridden.
This round, she won! But… it seemed like she also lost?
“I’m not, I didn’t, don’t!” Luxianbei denied.
“Then go see her if you want. Why are you being so secretive?” Before Luxianbei could finish his triplet of denials, Jumeng casually raised her chin and said nonchalantly, “You don’t think that I, the dignified deity of fate, will disrupt someone else’s fate, do you?”
“Don’t think about denying it! I just saw your fate’s red thread, and one of them is like it’s in shock, trembling fiercely—that means something is about to happen with that fate partner of yours. I guess that red thread corresponds to that lame girl.”
Although the deity of fate wouldn’t disrupt other people’s fates, she now had her own formless red thread of fate. As long as she didn’t use her powers, it wouldn’t be considered disruption, only fair competition!
After hearing Jumeng’s words, Luxianbei was momentarily dumbfounded.
Could it be that there’s a red thread of fate between my leader and me? Could it be…
He had never asked or thought about the possibility of having a marriage contract with Jiang Li, but upon careful consideration, it wasn’t impossible.
However, that’s not the point; the powers of a dignified calamity-grade urban legend are meant for this?
Luxianbei thought in disbelief, probing, “So you mean, you aren’t going?”
“Of course I’m going! Why wouldn’t I go?” Jumeng rolled her eyes. “You go see your lame girl, and I’ll play; it doesn’t interfere at all! Just as long as you manage your time and make some time to play with me.
As soon as the words came out, it felt like she had finally unloaded a heavy burden, and Jumeng didn’t feel shy anymore.
It was as if after doing social d*ath too many times, one becomes “hardened” and no longer fears social d*ath.
She wiggled her body closer to Luxianbei, her lips close to his ear, softly saying, “What do you think of my suggestion? You go on a date with her during the day and come to play with me at night. It doesn’t delay either; plus, we can indulge in some immoral thrills. Isn’t that great?
Although Jumeng had no practical experience, she had seen a lot!
A twisted fate is also a fate; she was quite familiar with the plot of pulling a good man into the water.
Moreover, for someone like Luxianbei, a pure-hearted youth, before she had become the deity of fate, he was already quite skilled at this.
“It really is a bit thrilling.” Luxianbei started to say but suddenly realized something wasn’t right. He turned to look at Jumeng, whose lips were coated in a charming smile, his eyes widening in confusion.
What devilish whisper is this? Why must it be at night to play with her? Why do I inexplicably want to agree to her?
No, I must stick to my original intention and not compromise to those undesirable desires!
“Alright, let’s leave the day after tomorrow.”
I want to see what you want to play at night! Luxianbei thought fiercely.
As everyone knows, Luxianbei’s mouth and the other parts of his body are controlled by two different systems.
A moment later, in front of the entrance to the Jingyi Apartment Complex.
Luxianbei, who sneaked out under the pretense of “researching the God Realm Prototype,” stood by the roadside, recalling the perilous situation just now and gave his mouth a hard slap.
“d*mn! How did I agree to her so carelessly? What am I going to do now? Sigh…”
Just as he sighed, feeling worried about the terrifying future that awaited him, a taxi drove from a distance, gradually slowing down before finally pulling up next to him.
The window slowly rolled down, revealing the familiar face in the driver’s seat.
“Ready to go?”
Luxianbei looked at the excited Uncle Zhang Shan, hesitating for a moment before nodding, “Yeah, let’s go to Banshan Primary School.
Although he had snuck out from home under the excuse of research, since he was already out, it wouldn’t hurt to stop by Banshan Primary School and give the God Realm Prototype a try.
After all, he had just made contact with the mundane world and experienced the flood of emotions while cooking, theoretically speaking, the success rate of merging the God Realm Prototype had already reached ninety-eight percent—it was worth a try.
If successful, he could put Wang Ying into the God Realm Prototype and keep her by his side.
Otherwise, he would have to send Wang Ying to Huaxie Yu’s “children’s welfare institute” to live there?
But leaving the child with a fate partner while going off to date other girls—would that be too despicable, and wouldn’t it make Huaxie Yu look utterly foolish? Luxianbei thought.
After getting in the car, sitting in the back seat and fastening his seatbelt, he didn’t even wait for Uncle Zhang Shan to ask the usual, “What story are you planning to tell today?” He preemptively spoke up, dousing Uncle Zhang Shan’s expectations.
“Uncle, I don’t have a story for you today.”
As soon as he said this, disappointment clearly showed on Uncle Zhang Shan’s face, but he quickly smiled and said, “It’s alright; it’s impossible to have a story every time, right?”
“Storytelling is something that one can encounter writer’s block, and as a mature radio host, I understand very well.”
Very good, very nice; a statement from a reliable and mature man!
“Aren’t those online novel authors also stuck for a few days each month? Anyway, just remember to pay for the fare later.”
Luxianbei,
Humans are indeed practical to a frightening degree!
Good thing I am also human.
“Although I have no urban legend stories to tell, I have other stories I can share. Do you want to hear them?”
“Let’s hear it!” Uncle Zhang Shan said. “It’s a long way to Banshan Primary School, so it’s better than doing nothing.”
Want to freeload? Then you need to see if this other story is exciting enough!
Luxianbei organized his language slightly and began, “It goes like this, I have a friend.”
“That friend you’re talking about isn’t you, right?”
“Not me.” Luxianbei unhesitatingly interrupted.
“Alright, continue.” Uncle Zhang Shan shrugged.
“Well, let’s call him B. Recently, two girls have appeared around him, one named C and the other…”
Thus, Luxianbei shared about how he found himself caught between a stinky sister and Miaomiao Sauce, feeling trapped, slightly modifying the details and hiding the names while telling it to Uncle Zhang Shan.
Uncle Zhang Shan fell silent after listening.
Luxianbei’s story reminded him of some things from his own youth. Although the main characters were two men and one woman, some aspects bore a striking resemblance.
And those youthful memories ultimately made him understand that no matter how fast a taxi, it can never catch up to the Mercedes carrying the beloved girl away.
It truly can’t catch up.
So, he always regarded himself as the second best driver in Huacheng.
After a moment of silence, Uncle Zhang Shan shook his head, shaking off the memories that had surfaced and seriously contemplated how to incorporate this story into his broadcast.
Although it had a bit of a cliché youthful pain literature vibe, it seemed quite interesting?
If urban legend stories could add a little romance, would it become more popular?
For example, titles like “The Red-Clothed Ghost and the White-Haired Ghost: My Underworld Romance Comedy!” or “Is There a Problem With My Youth that Loves Urban Legends?” Uncle Zhang Shan thought.
Just as Uncle Zhang Shan was pondering, Luxianbei’s question broke his train of thought. “My friend is quite troubled and asked me for ideas, but I don’t know what to do. Uncle, you are older than me, so you must have richer life experience; what do you think he should do?”
Wow, you want me to be a life mentor? That’s another price! Uncle Zhang Shan thought, his expression darkening.
As the saying goes: “Articles are born from heaven, crafted by serendipity.”
When inspiration comes, if one fails to seize that fleeting feeling, they will truly miss it, so being interrupted while inspiration strikes is a big taboo.
Uncle Zhang Shan wasn’t pleased, feeling a bit emotional, but considering Luxianbei’s unclear relationship with urban legend events, he still patiently replied, “What to do? In my experience, at times like this, he should just lie flat and let the two girls compete!”
After all, that beautiful girl from the past did just that.
“In the end, regardless of who wins, it’s his friend who benefits. Moreover, during their competition, your friend might enjoy many benefits that single people can hardly imagine.”
Luxianbei glanced at Uncle Zhang Shan through the rearview mirror for a few seconds, silently sighing, “Uncle, you’re such a scumbag!”
Uncle Zhang Shan’s mouth twitched, taking a deep breath. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Luxianbei in the back seat and said coldly, “We’ve arrived.”
From the windshield looking out, the shabby gate of Banshan Primary School had appeared at the end of the road.
Luxianbei,
Forget it, I’ll research merging the God Realm Prototype seriously first!
Then I’ll contact Water Brother and ask him how to navigate among a crowd of women without getting stabbed.
