My Computer Leads to Chapter 100 - 91: Fine Car, Beautiful Woman

Chapter 100: Chapter 91: Fine Car, Beautiful Woman

"What?"

Fang Zhen’s eyes widened when he saw the notification.

’What does that an?’

’Is the Dungeon Life Ga trying to get

to quit?’

He frowned.

The ssage wasn’t necessarily telling him to quit, but it did make one thing clear.

The Dungeon Life Ga believed Fang Zhen’s strength was insufficient—or to be more precise, it might not be enough. He might not be able to clear the dungeon’s third act.

The words were polite, but to put it bluntly, they were saying, ’Kid, you’re not strong enough. Go train so more and co back, or maybe find so help. Otherwise, I’m afraid you’re going to get yourself killed.’

Fang Zhen was a little annoyed when he read it, but he processed his feelings in an instant.

The Dungeon Life Ga’s tips had always been pretty on the level.

Back when he first got the ga, it had warned him not to choose dungeons that were too difficult, and that he could only select ’Naless’ or ’Ordinary’ world settings.

All signs indicated that the Dungeon Life Ga wasn’t one of those particularly malicious types that seed unhappy unless the player died.

It was more like a mature, rational older brother or sister figure. It held no ill will, warned you about what might happen, but didn’t try to control you like a parent. The bottom line was, ’I’ve helped you analyze the situation. How you proceed is up to you. If you really want to court death, I won’t stop you.’

It pays to listen to good advice.

Since the Dungeon Life Ga had gone out of its way to warn him, it would be foolish for Fang Zhen to ignore it and push back.

But Fang Zhen didn’t want to give up on the subsequent third act of the Redstone Town Mine dungeon either.

His intuition told him that delving deeper and continuously progressing through a single dungeon might yield greater rewards than just scratching the surface of many different ones.

Besides, he was already familiar with Redstone Town. A new dungeon would an learning a new world, new people, and new rules from scratch. It wouldn’t necessarily be more efficient than tackling the third act.

He wasn’t going to run from it.

’If I’m careful and get so upgrades, clearing Act Three might not be impossible.’

Besides, the na of the third act was ’Fallen Knight.’ While there was no specific information about the boss, the na itself offered so clues.

He made his decision: he would not give up.

’I can rest and buy equipnt over the next few days. Don’t I still have nine days left?’

’Actually, I could open a temporary, simpler dungeon. I have enough rit Points saved up. If I farm an easier dungeon, I can at least get so more skills and rit Points. That would give

a lot more confidence when I go to tackle the third act, Fallen Knight.’

Having made his decision, he stopped agonizing over it.

Fang Zhen picked up his phone, found his friend who made bracelets on WeChat, and sent a ssage to arrange a eting. There was no imdiate reply, but he wasn’t bothered. He’d just have to wait.

Just then, a wave of hunger and fatigue washed over him.

He had been worried about getting an upset stomach in the dungeon yesterday, so aside from drinking a little Ruska Wine, he hadn’t eaten much—just a couple of Snickers bars.

Although the Guidance Technique could restore so Spiritual Power and stamina, he hadn’t slept well and was still quite tired.

Seeing no new pop-ups in the Dungeon Life Ga, Fang Zhen turned off the ga peripherals and closed the Light Gate in his living room.

He went out, ordered so takeout, then took off his asbestos suit and riot gear, stripped off the casual clothes underneath, and went to take a shower.

He felt much more refreshed after washing up. He dried himself off, put on a bathrobe, and walked out.

Just then, the takeout arrived.

He collected the food, ate his al, sat on the sofa for a short while, then returned to his bedroom. He drew the curtains, pulled up the silk comforter, and fell straight to sleep.

...

He didn’t know how long he had slept.

Fang Zhen gradually woke up on his own. He fumbled for his phone on the nightstand, grabbed it, and saw that it was a little past four in the afternoon.

He stretched, rolled out of bed, and prepared to go wash up in the bathroom.

He hadn’t noticed it while lying still, but the mont he moved, he felt a dull ache all over his body. His joints and so of his muscles felt particularly sore and stiff.

"Lactic acid buildup?" The sensation was not unfamiliar to him.

It was the sa feeling he got the day after overdoing it at the gym.

Fang Zhen shook his head. ’Lactic acid buildup is not a good thing. It’s uncomfortable and will delay my next dungeon run.’

He thought for a mont and decided to get a massage later to soothe his muscles and relieve the acid buildup.

Besides, he had been fighting so hard in the dungeon for so long that his nerves were completely frayed. He really should find so activity to relax and release so stress.

After washing up, he took his phone to the living room and checked his WeChat.

His friend who did business had replied. He said he was on a business trip in the neighboring city and wouldn’t be back until after midnight. He suggested they et at nine tomorrow morning.

Fang Zhen casually sent a reply confirming the ti.

He wanted to see this friend not only to sell the Cinnabar Ore, but also to ask about channels for buying or selling large quantities of Gold and Silver. He wanted to see if he could find a reliable channel other than jewelry stores and Chen Baokun.

As everyone knows, people in business tend to have wide networks. It would be a waste not to take advantage of having a friend like that.

Since he already had WeChat open, Fang Zhen scrolled through his chat history to see who had ssaged him.

After a quick look, he noticed that soone had sent him several ssages.

It was from a contact nad ’Life is Like a Sumr Flower.’ Judging by the profile picture, it looked like a street view photo taken with a phone, possibly of the street where Galeries Lafayette in France is located, angled up toward the sky.

This ’Life is Like a Sumr Flower’ had sent several ssages.

"Hey~"

"You there?"

"What are you busy with?"

"Huh? You add

as a friend and then just go silent?"

The reason Fang Zhen noticed this contact was because he didn’t recognize the ID. He couldn’t match it to anyone he knew.

’Who is this?’

’When did I add them?’

Fang Zhen checked the ti he had added the friend, thought for a mont, and then it hit him.

"I rember now."

"This is that pretty girl with the amazing figure in the leather jacket, the one from the shop when I was buying the dirt bike. Her na was Xia Siwei."

"We said we should hang out soti, but then I went into the Redstone Town dungeon and completely forgot about her."

Recalling this, Fang Zhen couldn’t help but laugh at himself.

He really was grinding hard. His focus was so completely on the Dungeon Life Ga that he had managed to forget about a total knockout like Xia Siwei.

With a smile, he casually replied to her ssage.

"Been busy with sothing the last few days, didn’t even have my phone on . Just saw this."

He had just sent the ssage when, a few seconds later, a reply from Xia Siwei ca through.

"Haha, I thought you were ignoring . Turns out you were just busy."

"You’re an interesting one. Other guys add

on WeChat and ssage

almost right away. But you? You just left

hanging for two days."

Seeing Xia Siwei’s ssage, Fang Zhen chuckled and replied:

"They say that when a man adds a charming woman, it’s best not to ssage her for 72 hours. Do you know why he should only reply after three days?"

"Why?" As expected, Xia Siwei was curious.

Fang Zhen quickly typed on his keypad, "Because if he replies imdiately, it probably ans he’s just acting on hormones, overwheld by her charm. Chatting after seventy-two hours ans he’s cald down and is still genuinely interested in getting to know her."

"It’s a sign of respect."

"See? I only left you hanging for forty-eight hours. The timing is perfect. It shows respect, but it also admits you’re charming. Isn’t that just right?"

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Xia Siwei sent a line of text, followed by a laughing emoji.

"You’re so interesting. You really know what to say, and you’re quite the gentleman," Xia Siwei ssaged.

"What are you doing?" Another ssage followed imdiately.

Fang Zhen was just replying casually without much thought. He typed back directly: "I’m about to go get a massage or a spa treatnt."

"Oh? What kind of massage?" Xia Siwei replied.

Fang Zhen raised an eyebrow and sent back a "?"

"What other kind of massage or spa could it be?"

"Just the normal kind."

"Why do I get the feeling your mind is in the gutter?"

"Oh." Xia Siwei replied, imdiately followed by another ssage: "I’ve never tried a massage in this country..."

Fang Zhen couldn’t help but smile when he read that.

’Why does her tone sound like a child who’s sad they haven’t gotten to play with soone else’s toy?’

He thought about it. He was going for a massage anyway, and going alone was a bit boring.

Xia Siwei seed cheerful and was pretty. Inviting her for a massage shouldn’t be a problem. It would just make things more interesting.

"Co along, I’ll take you."

"I know a place. Their technique is excellent, great for de-stressing and relieving fatigue," Fang Zhen replied.

A few seconds later, Xia Siwei replied: "Okay, okay! Where can I find you?"

"I’ll send you the address on WeChat. Just go straight to the shop, and we’ll et there," Fang Zhen said, quickly finding the location and sending it to Xia Siwei.

"This place is pretty good. If you like it, you can co often," he sent.

"Great, I’ll drive over now. It should take about twenty minutes. See you at the shop," Xia Siwei replied.

"OKK."

Fang Zhen put down his phone and stretched his arms.

The place he ntioned was indeed good, but not as amazing as he’d hyped it up to be.

The reason he recomnded it was because it was especially close to his ho.

Fang Zhen’s residential complex in Xiahai was quite nice and conveniently located. He could cut through the complex and exit via another gate, which led directly to a park called Moon Lake. After crossing a waterside pavilion and walking through the park, he would arrive at the shop where he was eting Xia Siwei.

Fang Zhen got up, changed into so clothes for going out, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Fang Zhen walked through the complex.

The greenery in the complex was excellent, with shrubbery, cherry blossom trees, and peach trees. A short walk away, the townhouses in the front section even had their own gardens. Many of the ground-floor residents grew Chinese roses and roses.

It was currently the blooming season for the Chinese roses. They blossod in a variety of colors, looking beautiful and emitting a faint, sweet fragrance. The trees lining the path were also quite tall, providing a cool and pleasant shady canopy.

Sparrows flapped their wings rapidly, flitting from one tree to another. Occasionally, he could also see magpies and other unfamiliar birds with four or five different colors on their feathers, flying among the trees in the complex, chirping with lively, cheerful calls.

Seeing these natural elents, Fang Zhen’s mood gradually relaxed, and even the soreness in his body seed to lessen.

He walked all the way through the complex to the south gate and used his key card to open the access gate.

Outside the complex was a quiet street lined with many trees that looked like London planes. Across the street was Moon Lake Park, which wasn’t very crowded at the mont.

Fang Zhen entered Moon Lake Park, crossed the waterside pavilion bridge over the lake, walked through the park, and after a little while longer, he saw the appointed spa ahead.

He walked over.

Just as Fang Zhen was approaching the spa, a silver Porsche Macan drove toward him, gradually slowed down, and finally stopped at the spa’s entrance.

The car door opened, and Xia Siwei, dressed in a red dress, got out of the driver’s seat. She waved her right hand at Fang Zhen in greeting.