Ever since the Incomplete System actually rewarded him with a Morning Flight, Lin Bai had been in a persistently foul mood.
When he was upset, he would make everyone else feel the sa.
His mysterious transportation, the strange System, and the inexplicable quests it assigned him all reeked of abnormality from every angle.
Through previous investigations, Lin Bai had deduced that although the players’ language and behavior were similar to those on Earth, they weren’t from Earth, as many classic cultural elents from Earth were unfamiliar to them.
Yet his personal System was imbued with characteristics of Earth’s signature culture: the Chief Supporting Role System; the proverb ’The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be blown down by the wind’; the ’Good Teacher System,’ which quoted classic lines from ’Teacher Says’; and the incomplete ’Descending Dragon Palm Strikes.’ These were all classic cultural symbols of Earth.
It was a strange ga world, with a group of players who weren’t from Earth, and a bunch of Systems that seed to originate from Earth.
Lin Bai seed to be the most clear-headed of them all, but in reality, he was the most bewildered. He had no idea what his role was.
Even if the players didn’t understand this ga world, they knew their purpose was to play and enjoy themselves.
The native inhabitants of the ga world had only two choices: accept the players or oppose them.
And him?
What did he count as?
Who was controlling his fate behind the scenes?
...
The ga company?
Had they thrown him into this world, a disruptive catfish among a school of sardines, just to liven things up?
Or was so other hidden manipulator at play?
It was precisely this inexplicable feeling of being manipulated that infuriated Lin Bai.
That was why he constantly racked his brain, determined to be a troublemaker.
He completed System tasks in the most outrageously swift ways possible to accelerate his growth and widen the gap between himself and the players.
He did his utmost to destroy the ga’s balance and the world’s operating rules.
For example, promoting modern, mind-numbing pop songs in the Immortal World.
Or, for instance, pushing all the players towards the City Lord’s Mansion to take up the sa profession.
...
Lin Bai didn’t want to be the catfish swimming alongside the players as they grew. If he had to be a fish, he’d be a shark. Since he was going to cause trouble, he would go big.
It didn’t matter if he irritated the people playing the ga or the inhabitants of the ga world.
Making either side miserable was a success in his eyes.
As a re tool, this was the best form of resistance Lin Bai could currently manage.
Even if he couldn’t escape his manipulated fate for now, he could at least make things uncomfortable for the hand that wielded him.
...
"Since I’m The Chosen One now, why won’t Master accept as a disciple?" Dumbelldore asked with a grin.
"Do you think you’re so great?" Lin Bai shot him a sidelong glance and asked.
"..." Dumbelldore choked. Alright, this is the Master I know.
"What’s so special about being The Chosen One? When they co here, they still have to follow our rules." Lin Bai smirked. "When Chosen Ones are everywhere, they’re no different from radishes and cabbages. If one doesn’t work out, we just replace them. Those who think they’re precious treasures just because they’re Chosen Ones are the real fools."
"Yes, yes, Master is right." Dumbelldore sighed inwardly, quickly recognizing his place. He bowed his head and said, "Disciple hopes he hasn’t done anything to displease you today, Master?"
"Do you truly wish to beco my disciple?" Lin Bai asked.
"Absolutely," Dumbelldore replied.
"A child fell while running earlier, why didn’t you help him up? Several elderly people ca to support our opening today. Didn’t it occur to you to offer them a bowl of water?" Lin Bai glanced at him and asked.
Ugh! Dumbelldore paused. "Master, are there no concrete standards for this assessnt?"
"Standards?" Lin Bai mused for a mont. "When you reach the point where you see a good deed and want to do it, and if there are no good deeds to be done, you create opportunities to do good—that’s when you’ll be close."
"..." Dumbelldore was dumbfounded. Alright, so this is just a reputation-grinding quest!
He swallowed hard. "Is there a ti limit, Master? You know, many more Chosen Ones will appear in the future. If the assessnt takes too long, I’ll fall too far behind them, and that wouldn’t reflect well on you, Master!"
Lin Bai chuckled and shook his head. "Little Deng, by asking that question, you’ve already shown a lesser understanding. Virtue is a lifelong pursuit. Setting a ti limit for it would be re self-deception. I’ve said enough. Reflect on it carefully!"
Reflect, my foot! A man who’s rotten to the core is lecturing about virtue for accepting disciples? I bet you’re just targeting ! Dumbelldore grumbled internally.
"Virtue is virtue, but business can’t be neglected. Get back to singing." Lin Bai glanced at him and walked towards the shop. As he reached the entrance, he seed to recall sothing and turned back. "Oh, right. Spread the word about the City Lord recruiting Hidden Guards. Make sure everyone knows."
...
As Lin Bai entered, Zhang Bao and Zhang Dashan, who were tidying up, quickly stopped their work and greeted him, "Shopkeeper."
Having witnessed a real Ah Piao, they now looked at Lin Bai with eyes full of both respect and fear.
Lin Bai nodded at them and pulled over the shop’s damaged announcent board. "Which of you two has better handwriting?"
"Mine," Zhang Bao replied. "Shopkeeper, my family often carves plaques, so my handwriting is passable."
"Good. Dashan, grind the ink. You write." Lin Bai smiled at him. "The content is: ’To show appreciation to our custors, Chef’s Divine Food Stall is introducing a night service! Ah Piao will deliver dishes, serve tables, and even perform for you. Experience close encounters in the Dreadful Mansion—thrilling and exciting, adding a unique flavor to your nightlife! Safety during your al is guaranteed by Daoist Priest Dao Xu of Return to Dragon View. For our grand opening, nightti food and drink prices are temporarily set at three tis the dayti rates.’"
Zhang Dashan had just dipped the brush in ink and was about to write when he heard the content. A shiver ran down his spine. "Shopkeeper, is this really alright? If custors find out there’s a real Ah Piao in the shop, we might lose our dayti custors too!"
"That’s because you don’t understand custor psychology," Lin Bai smirked. "As long as safety is guaranteed, there will be plenty of people seeking thrills. Who knows, the night service might beco our main source of inco in the future. My writing skills aren’t great, so help polish this. Make sure to include a few deliberate typos in the text—we can’t lose our unique characteristic. When custors co to dine, help promote it. If business is good, I’ll give you both a bonus at the end of the month."
Since the Shopkeeper had spoken, Zhang Dashan had no choice but to comply.
A mont later, the new announcent board, proclaiming the ’Ah Piao Night Service,’ was carried out by the two and placed at the entrance.
The mont the announcent was out, it caused an uproar.
At the entrance, the two Scholars, who had stopped singing mid-song, stared at each other. One asked, "Shopkeeper, is there really an Ah Piao in the shop?"
"Of course. Without an Ah Piao, how could it live up to the na Dreadful Mansion?" Lin Bai laughed.
"Can you truly guarantee our safety?" one of the Scholars asked.
"Return to Dragon View has a stake in this shop." Lin Bai, noticing the surrounding crowd pricking up their ears, raised his voice. "The Ah Piao inside are all tad. Otherwise, if any fatal accidents occurred, the City Lord wouldn’t spare . Rest assured, since I dare to launch this service, I can absolutely guarantee custor safety. During the initial phase, Daoist Priest Qingfeng of Return to Dragon View will personally oversee operations. By day, you experience the atmosphere of dining in a Dreadful Mansion. But at night, you can genuinely interact closely with an Ah Piao! It’s an excellent way to test your courage..."
"Brother Zhang, why don’t we co back tonight?" one Scholar, his eyes gleaming, said persuasively to his companion.
"Alright, let’s co back tonight!" The other Scholar gulped, unconsciously licking his lips, uncertain whether he was thrilled or terrified.
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