92: Chapter 94: Coffee 92: Chapter 94: Coffee In the afternoon, at a certain café, Li Cheng, Mu Yulu, and Han Letian were busy catching up on howork.
With midterms around the corner, Zhuo Yue High School, being a private school, linked the students’ average exam scores directly to the teachers’ salaries.
As a result, there was an unusually heavy workload during this period, and the PE teacher was frequently “encouraged” to take leave so cultural lessons could fill the schedule.
Howork quantities increased exponentially.
“I’m done.”
Li Cheng set down his automatic pencil and casually closed his workbook, then took a sip of coffee.
Mu Yulu and Han Letian looked up in disbelief, simultaneously exclaiming, “That fast?
Are you cheating or what?”
“I, Li Cheng, have not cheated,”
Li Cheng replied, mimicking the tone of a certain famous spiritual dium.
Thanks to the Multi-threaded Brain Domain thod, his writing speed was as quick as it got, which skyrocketed his howork efficiency.
If it wasn’t for his fear of scaring his friends, he would’ve started using both hands and blitz through all his howork in ten minutes.
“Bro Cheng,” Han Letian grinned, slowly reaching for Li Cheng’s workbook and cheekily asked, “Could I borrow…”
“Don’t even think about it.”
Li Cheng rolled his eyes and interrupted, “If you’re desperate, go to Paris, toss your howork into the restroom there, and it’ll get done in no ti.”
“Pfft, keeping up with current events, huh?
Teacher Cheng, you’re getting more outrageous,” Han Letian snided, and then sighed as he turned back to his workbook.
“Man, I wish I had gone into the arts.”
“Studying arts is a dead end; it’s the era of AI now.”
Li Cheng said, “I’ve got a friend from Germany who tried his hand at painting, never made it big, and then reluctantly switched to public speaking.
Instantly, he gained millions of fans across Europe through TED Talks and OnlyFans, beca a huge star.”
“Xi’er protects us all, right?
That’s quite literally millions of fans spread across Europe,”
Writing furiously, Mu Yulu looked up and sarcastically remarked, “Does your buddy have a problem with his right shoulder that prevents him from putting it down, and he needs to go live in Poland for rehabilitation?”
“No, that’s not the case.
Last ti I saw him, he was in good health, even asked to show him around the headquarters of Hailan Ho.”
Li Cheng deadpanned.
As one of the large companies in the dostic clothing industry, Hailan Ho’s headquarters features European architecture, complete with Greek statues, marble pillars, and half-do ceilings.
The most ridiculous part is the flags flying at the entrance are colored red, white, and black, strikingly reminiscent of the German Reichstag during World War II.
Visiting there is almost like playing a round of “Return to Castle Wolfenstein.”
The group chatted sporadically, and Mu Yulu’s mood had greatly improved from before.
Her smile was also more frequent.
Her mother, who had been bedridden for many years, had recently shown significant signs of recovery, and her father, who used to juggle several jobs to support the family, had t a benefactor who offered him a well-paying driving gig.
Her previously gloomy household had once again seen hope.
Watching the smile on Mu Yulu’s face, Li Cheng took another sip of coffee.
In truth, he had asked Yuan Zhixia for help, leveraging the Special Affairs Bureau’s resources to provide Mu Yulu’s mother with cutting-edge dical treatnt and her father with a job.
The process didn’t cost much in terms of favors—the information held by Cervantes of the Wild Laughter Troupe had greatly exceeded the Special Affairs Bureau’s expectations.
Consequently, Yuan Zhixia, who assisted in capturing him, had also enjoyed a significant rise in authority within the Bureau.
Thank you, Cervantes.
When you get out of prison, I’ll give you fifty million.
Stay healthy, stay happy, stay safe, stay cheerful, stay lucky.
Li Cheng silently prayed with his hands clasped together for the player he had never t.
Buzz buzz.
Han Letian’s phone received a text ssage, causing it to vibrate.
He picked it up and glanced at it, then imdiately stood up with a look of sorrow and exclaid, “No!”
His voice was so loud that the other people in the café turned their heads to look after hearing the noise.
Mu Yulu, not wanting to lose face, quickly tugged at Han Letian’s clothes to make him sit down, “What the hell happened to you?”
“The concert of icey, it’s canceled…”
Han Letian’s face turned deathly pale as if all life had been drained from him, and he collapsed back onto his seat.
If this were a comic, a ghostly spirit would definitely pop out from his mouth.
“Who?”
Mu Yulu took his phone and read the text ssage:[Ms.
icey has shown symptoms of high fever and tonsillitis today and has not improved after urgent dical treatnt.
Due to health reasons, the company has decided to cancel the concert scheduled for tonight, and will compensate fans for their ticket, accommodation, and transportation costs.]
“icey, isn’t that the 18-year-old South Korean idol nad Jin Huixing who has recently beco famous?”
Mu Yulu pondered for a mont, then asked, “Since when did you beco her fan?”
Reminded by her comnt, Li Cheng also rembered that he had often seen related information on short video platforms, Weibo, and ACG (Ani, Comic, Ga) websites.
The girl’s family was already very wealthy, and after debuting she had received an overwhelming abundance of resources – releasing albums, holding concerts, appearing on TV shows.
She also attracted a large number of otaku fans because she could speak several languages including Chinese, and because she had dubbed voices for popular ani series and sung several the songs.
“I’ve always been a fan,” Han Letian lanted.
“I fought hard on the ticket-selling website to get a ticket, and now it’s wasted.
Ah, icey my icey, you must get well soon!
I will stop breathing until your next visit to Yin City.”
Uh…
Seeing his earnest expression, Li Cheng didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth.
The costic surgery technology in South Korea was already nearly magical in the real world, allowing people to literally change faces.
And in the killing field, so guilds like Gen-Sys Biotech and the Demon Scientist Alliance harnessed cutting-edge technologies to transform goblins, bear goblins, and green-skinned orcs into stunningly attractive n and won.
Li Cheng had once patronized a nightclub known as Lizi Bar in the shabby Kabukicho area, which was controlled by Gen-Sys Biotech.
The male and female staff there were all of high aesthetic caliber, spoke with elegant tones, breathed as sweetly as orchids, and treated the custors like gods.
But when Li Cheng considered their possible origins…
he decided to make a swift exit, not daring to drink the alcohol.
Ordinary people in the real world thought that idols and stars were becoming prettier by the year, oblivious to the fact that it was the costic surgery and plastic surgery technology improving…
“Don’t get too addicted to chasing stars, kid.
Heaven knows when and how the stars might crumble.”
Li Cheng warned him, “I used to be a fan too, until I saw in the dia one day that Luo Tianyi was actually taking drugs.
I felt like the sky was falling.”
Mu Yulu twitched the corner of her eye, “How can a virtual idol take drugs?
Like smoking so Panda virus?”
“No, it’s electronic cigarettes…”
Li Cheng was just making casual conversation when suddenly the system notification sounded, alerting him to the receipt of a task.
Despite being soone who had seen much of the world, his expression still involuntarily stiffened for a mont when he saw the na of the task, and he loudly cursed in his heart.
[Task Type: Script Task (Multiplayer Battle to the Death)]
[Task Na: Disaster!
I’m Surrounded by Beauties!]
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