With no other doubts to exchange, and with Little Wen having no more 'criminal records' to confess, Lin Li bid farewell to the two. Song Luping was already planning to leave, so they went out together.

Walking to Lin Li's bicycle, Song Luping said, "The document is actually halfway edited. I'll go to the Shuinan Bridge area to check out the shops for you in the next day or two. I'll give you the first draft as soon as it's complete. Ouch—"

"What's wrong, bro?"

Lin Li heard the cry of pain and looked up at Song Luping.

"It's nothing. I think I just got rear-naked choked by an ant," Song Luping waved his hand.

Lin Li: "..."

It was clear that although he was stubborn, Song Luping was well aware of his own weakness.

"Bro... why don't you just listen to Little Wen? Give it up, it's not too late. If you keep taking that medicine, your body will collapse." Lin Li was genuinely afraid that Song Luping would just vanish in a puff of smoke.

"There's no going back, and the medicine is a must. Bufan, you have to know, what girls hate most is when it's over in the blink of an eye. I don't want to see their disappointed faces," Song Luping said in a low voice.

Please apologize to that phrase. This is the worst it's ever been slandered.

Besides, would a chicken really be disappointed? Wouldn't she just be able to get off work early?

Shouldn't she be smiling and saying what easy money this is, six hundred yuan in three seconds?

"You can still recover. Brother Ping, you're still young. What will you do in the future? You haven't even gotten married and had children yet," Lin Li persuaded sincerely, searching for a glimmer of hope that he might turn back.

Song Luping had been really good to him, yet he had to backstab him. It was all the system's fault.

"I'm a DINK (Dual Income, No Kids) advocate now. My yearning for love ended when my first love ended." Song Luping's face was filled with reminiscence. Although he hadn't been drinking today, he seemed even sadder than the night they had the late-night snack:

"The year of my first love, I caught a cicada and thought I had caught the summer; I shot a load on her face and thought I could be with her forever. But in the end, I suddenly realized it was all just a dream bubble. She and I were just brief passersby in each other's lives.

Summer will not stay, and she also chose to leave.

In the future, more people will catch that cicada, and more people will shoot a load on her face. No one is special, so why be trapped in the past? Why stay for anyone?"

This overly literary yet overly vulgar whisper left Lin Li stunned.

"I like and have completely gotten used to my current life. As for you, Bufan, perhaps I am your future. This thing, once you've tasted it, it's hard to let go. If you're afraid, there's still a way back; if you're not willing to inherit my legacy, I won't blame you," Song Luping said softly.

"I will not follow anyone's old path, nor will I become anyone's shadow. I, Bai Bufan, will surely walk a grand avenue in the world of prostitution!"

Lin Li swung his leg over his 'horse' and responded in a way that was on the same frequency as Song Luping.

Song Luping said no more, watching Lin Li leave with a complicated gaze. A long time later, when there was no longer a figure on the road, he turned to look up at the moon, a look of confusion in his eyes.

Song Luping walked forward.

"Ouch."

He was shoulder-thrown by an ant.

...

Home again, late at night.

Lin Li took out his phone. The breathing light on the back was flashing green, meaning there were messages.

The vibration was gone.

It had been buzzing non-stop in the shop just now. Little Wen had even asked if he had brought a prop to play with and reminded him that it was against the rules, hoping he wouldn't do it over the weekend.

Lin Li could only give a dry laugh, take out his phone, and turn off the vibration.

It wasn't text messages. Those had stopped last night. The other party's method of bombing him wasn't the cost-free verification code bombing, but actually editing and sending text messages, each costing at least a few cents.

Perhaps at this very moment, a woman was screaming in a small dark room in some remote corner of northern Myanmar.

The vibration was because of Bai Bufan.

He opened WeChat and saw that it was full of messages asking about his situation.

Bai Bufan had perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be two-faced.

At first, his attitude was respectful. Then, suspecting that he had gone off to enjoy himself without him, he began to angrily slander and curse him. And now, it was the powerlessness and weakness after suffering from the cold shoulder, even entering a state of obsession:

[You there?]

[Why aren't you replying? Lin Li, you've successfully piqued my interest. My hot face needs your cold butt.]

[Sorry, what I said just now was out of line. I think our relationship hasn't reached the point where you would reply to my messages. My bad.]

...

[You alive?]

[Lin Li, I'm your dad! How many years do you get for replying to messages over there?]

[Wang Changling's mom! Are you in your coffin, you bastard? No signal in your grave?]

[Lin Li, are you deliberately not replying, putting your phone on vibrate and placing it down there to get off on it?]

...

[You motherfucker!]

[Please, bro, reply to my message. If I catch a cold tomorrow, it's definitely because of your cold shoulder.]

[Not replying, huh [Sweating emoji], then forget it, fine, actually I didn't really want you to reply [Sweating emoji], actually a lot of people reply to my messages, I don't really want to chat with you either [Laughing-crying emoji], you're really pretty average [Rolling eyes emoji], really funny and pretentious [Rolling eyes emoji][Laughing-crying emoji].]

...

[Image]

A super high-quality lewd picture, but the problem was that Bai Bufan had heavily censored all the key parts. An absolutely beastly act.

[You're really not reading the messages? Even this can't bait you out?]

...

Lin Li read through it all without a shred of guilt.

Bai Bufan was still sending messages.

[Lin Li quoted "message": Send me the uncensored version.]

[Bai Bufan: Bro, you're finally resurrected! My time spent watching ads just now wasn't in vain!]

[Lin Li: Just got home. The situation just now wasn't suitable for checking messages...]

Lin Li briefly explained the situation, saying he'd give the details tomorrow during the day.

[Bai Bufan: Being a boarding student is really killing me. I need to find a chance to ask my family again if they can drive me to and from school twice a day, forty-five minutes each way, an hour and a half round trip. That way I can be a day student too.]

[Lin Li: Did you laugh when you typed that?]

Bai Bufan wasn't a local of Xiling Town. He had tested in from a neighboring town, so the distance was a bit far.

[Bai Bufan: Didn't laugh. Child, this isn't funny. Pay attention to the question. I said 'again'. I've already brought it up with my family once.]

[Lin Li: And the result?]

[Bai Bufan: My dad smiled at me and said, "Bufan, I've met your grandpa. You haven't met my grandpa yet, have you? Isn't that unfair?"]

[Bai Bufan: I was confused at the time. I was thinking that my great-grandpa's generation had pretty much all passed away. But before I could voice my confusion, my dad said the mode of transportation was his belt.]

[Bai Bufan: Damn it, I didn't get to see my great-grandpa that day, but I did see the Boss.]

[Lin Li: Child, this isn't funny.]

[Bai Bufan: I'll eat shit on the spot if you didn't laugh when you typed that.]

Lin Li was indeed laughing.

[Bai Bufan: Also, I specifically asked the Boss. The Boss really said he has no opinion. Child, this is very funny. I can only say that the Boss's heart is as broad as Lao An's.]

[Lin Li: Your imagination is as wide open as Lao Ken's.]

[Lin Li: Alright, just got home, going to take a shower. Send the uncensored picture from just now and the source. It's urgent.]

[Bai Bufan: Galio defeated 385 citizens in a city called SONE with his ultimate.]

[Lin Li: 1]

...

Lin Li nodded with satisfaction. He approved of Bai Bufan's taste. He, who was usually a '木' (wood) lying in bed, had now become a '太' (great).

Lin Li would not make the same foolish mistake Bai Bufan had once made.

He had downloaded it first before watching.

...

The next day.

It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

When the last bullet was taken from Lin Li's magazine, Lin Li could only obediently go back to practicing the odd-numbered sections of the Eight-Section Body Tempering exercise.

The pain of being drenched in sweat once again filled his body. And he didn't know if it was because he hadn't practiced like this for a few days, but today felt particularly arduous.

Lin Li wasn't laughing "hehe" anymore, but Little Zhou's face had brightened considerably. It was clear that the "hehe" had moved on again.

Zhou Youwei was happy from the bottom of his heart.

After all, as a human, it's hard to face your enemy's wriggling, seductive ass every day and maintain a good expression.

[For one consecutive week, rise before the hour of Mao (5-7 a.m.) and diligently practice the Eight-Section Body Tempering exercise for a cumulative total of at least half a shichen (one hour) before the hour of Chen (7-9 a.m.). (6/7)]

Seeing the notification, Lin Li propped his hands on his thighs, panting and resting.

"Goodbye, Grandpa Zhou."

"Mm, goodbye." Today he could be a Korean-style grandpa again. As expected, he replied, his lips even curling up slightly.

His thoughts were written all over his face. Getting along with an old man like this was actually quite fun.

Lin Li nodded again, dragging his tired body along, in his long-lost dead dog posture.

Although he had only been practicing for a week, it was, after all, a technique that didn't exist in reality. The effects were needless to say. Lin Li's physical fitness had already improved.

A week ago, without rest, Lin Li could probably rely on stamina at first, then on physical strength and willpower, to practice with standard movements for about ten minutes. When his movements became so distorted that they affected the practice, he could only rest for a few minutes before continuing.

But now, Lin Li could probably persist with standard movements continuously for nearly twenty minutes.

But this didn't change the outcome of being tired as a dog.

After all, the system's requirement for "diligence" grew along with Lin Li's growth.

Having spare energy and not using it was not being diligent.

That's just how the petty system was.

Unless Lin Li could master the Eight-Section Body Tempering exercise with ease, perfectly meeting the technique's requirements with energy to spare, or practice for five minutes and rest for two hours, before then, the outcome of diligent practice was always being tired as a dog.

The only consolation was probably that before, he was tired like a very weak dog, whereas now, Lin Li was tired like a generally weak dog!

And tomorrow! His qi and blood would undergo a change!

The future is bright! Maybe tomorrow he would become a powerful dog!

Eh? Wait.

He was a person.

Let's try that again. A more powerful person!

"I am a person! I am a person!" Thinking of this, Lin Li raised his left hand high, shouting the slogan "I am a person," and happily trotted home.

The early-rising old folks he passed along the way: "?"

Whose damn kid is this?

(End of Chapter)