Chapter 159: Humans, the Creatures Most Adept at Taking Advantage of Others’ Plights, Bar None
Chapter 159: Humans, the Creatures Most Adept at Taking Advantage of Others’ Plights, Bar None
The next morning, the sunlight was pleasant, shining golden through the window and clearly illuminating the dust motes floating in the dormitory.
Lin Qingmo sat on the edge of his bed, in no hurry to go for his morning exercise.
He sat with his legs crossed, his fingertips tapping away at a pale blue virtual Light Screen in front of him that only he could see.
He was editing a message.
[Daddy Douluo]: Good morning everyone. Reporting on last night’s progress: Zhu Zhuqing, that ’Little Wildcat’, paid a late-night visit to ask about the path to becoming stronger. The atmosphere was once very serious and proper.
He finished typing and clicked send.
On the Light Screen, this message popped up following his ID, [Daddy Douluo].
Almost simultaneously.
Over at the girls’ dormitory.
Ning Rongrong was sprawled on her bed like she had no bones, hugging a soft pink pillow with her chin resting on it, boredly scrolling through the Chat Group.
The moment she saw this message.
She sat bolt upright with a start, her eyes wide and round, all sleepiness gone.
Zhu Zhuqing? Went to Lin Qingmo’s room late at night?
She instinctively turned her head to look at the neighboring bed.
On the adjacent bed, Zhu Zhuqing was lying quietly.
Covered by a thin quilt, her breathing was steady, and her long eyelashes cast shadows, trembling slightly with her breath; she appeared to be sound asleep.
Ning Rongrong’s head was full of question marks.
Did Zhuqing go out last night?
When did she leave? Why didn’t I hear a single sound?
Did she really go find Lin Qingmo?
Ning Rongrong’s heart was itching with curiosity like a cat’s scratch.
In reality—Zhu Zhuqing’s body under the quilt was slightly tense.
She wasn’t asleep at all.
From the second before Lin Qingmo’s message was sent, she had held her breath.
Her entire mind was focused on the Chat GroupLight Screen that only she could see.
The tips of her ears uncontrollably flushed a faint shade of pink.
What... would he say?
How would he describe what happened last night?
How would he evaluate me?
A mixture of nervousness, anticipation, and an inexplicable sense of bashful embarrassment quietly gripped her heart.
Zhu Zhuqing remained motionless, not even daring to let her eyelashes flutter too obviously, for fear of Ning Rongrong seeing through her.
The group quickly reacted to Lin Qingmo’s message.
The first to jump out was Bibi Dong.
[The Pope Herself]: You plan to help her?
Deep within the Supreme Pontiff Palace of Spirit City.
Bibi Dong sat regally upon the magnificent Supreme Pontiff’s throne, her fingertips carelessly sliding across the Light Screen.
Her red lips parted slightly, her gaze devoid of warmth, containing only a faint hint of scrutiny.
Does Qingmo seem a bit too concerned about that girl from the Star Luo Zhu Family?
Immediately after.
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: So kind-hearted? The method to increase the age limit for absorbing spirit rings is so important, yet you’re going to tell her? You brat, you haven’t taken a fancy to that girl, have you?!
The Dean’s office of Blue Tyrant Academy.
Liu Erlong slammed a palm onto the heavy wooden desk, causing the files on it to jump.
Her eyebrows shot up, her tone pungent and direct, filled with suspicion.
She knew men all too well.
Especially a brat like Lin Qingmo; he looked easygoing, but who knew what kind of mischief he was hiding in his gut.
[Little Witch]: So what exactly is the method, Brother Qingmo! Tell us quickly, tell us quickly! (Rolling-on-the-floor.jpg)
Ning Rongrong sprawled on her bed, her fingers typing rapidly.
After sending it, she actually kicked her legs twice on the bed, making a mess of the quilt.
She wanted to know so badly!
This was a secret that could shatter the common knowledge of Spirit Masters!
Lin Qingmo looked at the Light Screen, raised an eyebrow, and replied leisurely.
[Daddy Douluo]: The method? I think I mentioned it once in the group. You guys can scroll through the chat history yourselves.
[Daddy Douluo]: Oh right, that was a record from several years ago; it’s probably been buried long ago.
Ning Rongrong looked at this reply and was stunned for a moment, then pouted her lips huffily.
[Little Witch]: "??? (Angry-as-a-pufferfish.jpg)"
Several years ago?
I wasn’t even in the group back then!
Qingmo is definitely doing this on purpose!
Liu Erlong wasn’t led astray and pulled the topic back.
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: "Hey, hey, hey, don’t change the subject. Answer my question. Are you really helping her unconditionally?"
Lin Qingmo smiled.
[Daddy Douluo]: How could it be unconditional. Am I the kind of Saint who practices selfless devotion? Obviously not.
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: There’s a condition? What condition? You brat wouldn’t take the opportunity to have some bad ideas about her, would you?
Liu Erlong’s train of thought always seemed to be racing in a certain fixed direction.
At this moment, an ID with an ice-cold, indifferent aura spoke up.
[Bingbing]: Heh. Humans are the existence most adept at utilizing others’ dilemmas and taking advantage of their plight, bar none.
In the Extreme North,
Atop a lonely peak covered in permafrost.
The Ice Jade Empress Scorpion’s emerald-like scorpion tail lightly swept across the ice, making a faint "shasha" sound.
Her gaze "watched" this conversation through the Light Screen, her tone full of indifference and mockery toward human nature.
It was another day of hating humans as usual.
Lin Qingmo shrugged, long used to the Ice Empress’s venomous tongue and complaints.
His fingers moved, sending a new message.
[Daddy Douluo]: You’re thinking too much. My condition is: in the future, Zhu Zhuqing must join my faction and follow my orders. It’s that simple.
Seeing this message, Ning Rongrong immediately showed a look of surprise.
"Join his faction? This sounds like signing an indenture contract?"
"For the sake of becoming stronger, the price Zhuqing is paying is too high. Doesn’t this mean tying her entire future to him?"
She couldn’t help but steal another glance at the "sleeping" Zhu Zhuqing.
In her heart, she was both worried and curious.
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing, who was "faking sleep" on the bed, slightly curled her fingers under the quilt.
Join his faction... that was the condition he mentioned last night.
She knew it, and she had agreed.
It was just that having it publicly stated in the group now felt somewhat different.
It was as if she had been marked with a clear label belonging to Lin Qingmo.
Because of this "condition," a new topic arose in the group.
[Snow Empress]: Faction? Could it be that you intend to establish your own faction?
The Snow Empress, dressed in white, stood amidst the dancing snow, her silver hair fluttering with the flakes.
She looked at the Light Screen and narrowed her beautiful eyes.
"This human youth seems to have no small ambition."
At first, she only thought this person was special and a human Genius, but now he seemed to want to participate in some kind of chess game and scheme.
[Bingbing]: Heh, he’s just a mere Spirit Ancestor, yet he talks big.
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Establishing a faction is indeed not that simple. It requires so many resources and involves facing many overt and covert attacks.
Even establishing her small Blue Tyrant Academy had faced many obstacles.
Let alone a proper faction.
In the Chat Group, other lurking members also seemed to be drawn to this topic.
"Qingmo is indeed not one to stay settled."
Liu Erlong frowned: "What exactly does he want to do? Is he relying on that mysterious Titled Douluo teacher behind him? Or... does he have other support?"
Lin Qingmo looked at the scrolling questions and the silent gazes on the Light Screen, his expression remaining composed.
He leaned back against the headboard and unhurriedly typed a reply.
[Daddy Douluo]: Whether I’m talking big or not, we’ll only know after trying.
[Daddy Douluo]: On the Douluo Continent, the efficiency of doing many things alone is too low.
[Daddy Douluo]: For example, searching for Sea God Island, searching for Slaughter City, or searching for the Sun Moon Continent—where would I find the time? Even if my master, a Titled Douluo, wanted to find them, it would probably waste a lot of time and energy.
[Daddy Douluo]: Of course, right now it’s just a concept, a stage of armchair strategy. After all, my master only gave me some confidence; he didn’t say he’d take care of everything.
(End of Chapter)
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