Xu Yingtang just entered the player forum and received a friend request from Xiao Qing.
[Player “I Have Horns on My Head” has requested to be your friend. Request note: I’m Xiao Qing~.]
[Player “I Have Horns on My Head” is now your friend.]
[Feature: Chatroom unlocked.]
The moment Xu Yintang accepted Xiao Qing’s friend request, a new [Chatroom] function appeared in the key queue beside him, and quickly, two or three text bubbles popped up, accompanied by the sound of someone looking for him.
I Have Horns on My Head: Sugar daddy?
I Have Horns on My Head: [ ┻┳|･ω･)/ ]
Xu Yintang explored the usage of the input box and replied to the messages.
DrinkingSugar: Yes.
I Have Horns on My Head: Great! I’ll add you to the group~
[“I Have Horns on My Head” invites you to join the group chat “Luxury Vacation Five-person Group.”]
[You have joined the group chat “Luxury Vacation Five-person Group.”]
[“Xiao Qing” announces in the group: Everyone, change your group nicknames when you join the group~]
Huahua: Changed~
Tiantian: Changed~
OldWang: Modified.
[“DrinkingSugar” changed the group name to “Sugar.”]
…
…Pfft.
Tiantian: Silly sugar daddy is also quite charming prprprprhshshshshsh.
Tiantian: [ (*^ ‿ <*)♡ ]
Huahua: The internet is not a lawless place…
Huahua: [ ໒( ⇀ ‸ ↼ )७ ]
[“Xiao Qing” changed the group name to “Luxury Vacation Five-person Group.”]
Xiao Qing: Sugar daddy, check out the screenshot~ Click here to change your group nickname~
Xiao Qing: [Screenshot/jpg]
Sugar: Okay.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
Veujg: Jtjcufv.
Wljb Hlcu: Gfjg oglfcvr! Rbk! Ofa’r gjlrf beg uijrrfr lc pbs! Jfifygjaf fnfgsbcf mbwlcu abufatfg jujlc!
Xiao Qing: [Cheers to our friendship/jpg]
Wljb Hlcu: UV, ibcu-qgfrr atf fwbpl ab rjnf~
Tiantian: [°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°]
Huahua: [°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°]
OldWang: [°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°]
Sugar: [°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°]
This operation wasn’t difficult, and Xu Yintang quickly caught on, learning to search for emoji collections and add new ones. Combining the flood of messages in the group with the experience of forum posts, he grasped the deeper meanings behind [ (>‿< ) ] and [ (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) ] in different contexts. He even added internet slang like “e,” “I’m shook,” and “Can you say that” to his language repertoire.
Vb ktfc Wljb Hlcu ifoa ab mtja klat batfg qbafcalji yesfgr jcv mjwf yjmx, tf obecv atja We Tlcajcu tjv rfjwifrris lcafugjafv lcab atf oibbv bo wfrrjufr, fnfc, ja Kljcaljc’r egulcu, rfcvlcu j gfv fcnfibqf klat jc jnfgjuf bo 1 qblca qfg qfgrbc lc atf ugbeq, rbilvloslcu tlr lvfcalas jr atf reujg vjvvs lc atf ugbeq.
Xiao Qing patted the still-warm “Chatroom User Guide” in his arms and felt that Xu Yintang probably didn’t need it much.
However, she still privately sent a copy to Xu Yintang and took the opportunity to start a conversation with him about the hospital.
I Have Horns on My Head: How’s it going on your end? Didn’t get caught, did you?
DrinkingSugar: I ran into the night shift caregiver, but Little Darling ate him.
I Have Horns on My Head: Huh… that’s good. Oh, by the way, if you need anything inside, just let me know. At least don’t compromise on your food and drink.
DrinkingSugar: Thanks.
DrinkingSugar: It’s a bit difficult to get discharged in the short term, but self-preservation is not a problem.
DrinkingSugar: The caregiver can’t beat me [ ≖‿≖ ].
I Have Horns on My Head: Whoa—Sugar Daddy is mighty!
I Have Horns on My Head: I’ll see if I can find out anything about Tian Jiao and that hospital. The outside world is much more fun than the hospital.
DrinkingSugar: Yeah.
DrinkingSugar: There’s a new patient here named Xu ZhongPing; you can start from there.
I Have Horns on My Head: Got It. [ (╬≖_≖) ]
After chatting about the hospital, Xiao Qing casually mentioned that he couldn’t hold on any longer and needed to lie down and sleep. Just coming out of a dungeon wasn’t suitable for lingering in the game for too long; sustaining energy could easily lead to a sense of disorientation, and it was best to turn off the game, cover oneself with a blanket, and sleep until naturally waking up.
This also helped alleviate the post-dungeon syndrome, making one feel like they had been run over by a car.
The chat group gradually quieted down, and Xu Yintang followed suit with a “Good night.” However, he then opened the player forum— he didn’t experience any discomfort after leaving the dungeon. All his vital signs felt like he could go head-to-head with a caregiver for three hundred rounds.
It had been almost a week since Xu Yintang’s first dungeon, but the discussion about the hidden ending on Night of the Birth of the Gods remained high. This was mainly due to a player with the nickname “Qiqi” who had posted a completion record. Using a low-level rookie strategy, the two beginners struggled for survival throughout, and it was almost like they stumbled upon a hidden ending, vividly illustrating what it meant to be truly led by an expert.
In addition, the eerie and terrifying atmosphere after the blood moon faded away in Qiqi’s completion record had everyone marveling at this not being the God’s Birth Night they knew. People repeatedly reviewed the record, trying to find clues about the hidden ending.
Also drawing intense discussion was the identity of the expert who never crossed paths with Qiqi throughout the entire journey. Several threads were created for players to debate endlessly. Judging from the style of operation and Qiqi’s description, it could be essentially ruled out that the expert was Blueon or even the entire Laundry Detergent Guild. Those experts who guided newbies were as caring as Chicken Mom, and they wouldn’t abandon newbies to fend for themselves.
Moreover, two players died right at the beginning of the game, and even if the Laundry Detergent Guild experts encountered some mishaps, it wouldn’t be to this extent.
If you really wanted to talk about this style of play, it was quite in line with the Cat Team’s style. However, the post asking which cat was the expert behind the hidden God’s Birth Night hadn’t exceeded a page, and the Cat Team’s experts were quick to deny it three times in a row.
I’m not me, I don’t have it, I warn you not to talk nonsense.
The whole team has asked, and it has nothing to do with us.
By the way, a high reward was offered for information on the hidden God’s Birth Night, and they were very interested in how to bleach the Blood Moon. The Cat Team’s reward undoubtedly added another log to the fire of this topic. Xu Yintang glanced at the long string of zeros behind the Cat Team’s reward and felt no emotional fluctuation. He casually opened the adjacent pet flaunting post and enjoyed it with relish.
The adorable, elegant, and majestic furry creatures on the screen seemed much more pleasing to Xu Yintang than the long string of zeros behind the reward points. Watching them made him feel happy, and his rationality seemed to rise a bit.
He even found a very beautiful black cat in the post, agile, elegant, with soft and shiny fur. Under the moonlight, it looked like the incarnation of the night’s messenger, with golden eyes that seemed to see through people’s hearts, exuding a distant and mysterious brilliance.
It was said that this was the cat owned by Blueon, good-looking and fierce in a fight. It could even bite off a monster’s neck in one go.
…
This kind of thing, my little cutie at home can also do.
Xu Yintang compared his own little cub with that black cat, feeling that Little Darling’s tentacles had a beautiful and chic design, and he was sensible, obedient, and could take care of his little brother well. In every aspect, Little Darling was more likable than Blueon’s black cat.
—Why did Xu Yintang suddenly develop a strange sense of competition with a stranger’s cat?
Isn’t it because players said that the name of that black cat is also Little Darling?
Both are Little Darling, so it must be his own cub that is the cutest in the world!
“Achoo!” The black cat, who had been arbitrarily teased, sneezed. Faced with the man on the other side of the video calling out “My Little Darling,” it raised its paw, correcting him with a dignified tone, “Please call me Casey.”
“Cait! Sith!”
Only the name of the king who led the cats with power and elegance in legendary stories matched its elegant and noble temperament. Little Darling’s nickname, which was thought up by a brainless person, who dared to mention it, would get their mouth scratched off.
Even if the opposite Xu Qi was a good friend and childhood friend of Casey Cat and a permanent member of the Laundry Detergent Guild, he would only get scratched worse.
“But it’s so cute…” Xu Qi stared at Casey Cat’s chubby cat face with hopeful eyes, but in the end, he couldn’t resist the threatening claws shining with cold light—although Casey Cat couldn’t reach him through the screen if he dared to call out Little Darling again, he could forget about seeing his face next time.
“I obey your command, my esteemed king.”
Only then did Casey Cat retract its claws, gracefully signaling Xu Qi to report if he had business and to withdraw if there was none. Listening to Xu Qi continue to babble about just buying a cheap large bowl D-rank blank notebook information, it was a super joyful deluxe vacation guide. It sounded very tempting for a corporate slave, but when Casey Cat looked at the culprit sitting on the side as if nothing had to do with him, Shi Yuebai, he rolled his eyes extremely exaggeratedly.
Look at those vacant eyes! Look at that absent-minded expression! It dared to bet ten stalks of wood that this guy was thinking about his little White Moonlight in his dreams again! Look at the tail behind Shi Yuebai that only the clever cat can see! Doesn’t it look like a little fan when it’s wagging?
Recently, for some reason—maybe Shi Yuebai’s persistent love finally moved the heavens and the earth—that White Moonlight guy kept appearing in Shi Yuebai’s dreams every few days, calling the wise and heroic Casey Cat to reluctantly review the naive friendship of the two little brats who dug for bugs and played in the mud together.
The loophole-ridden, utterly lacking in technical content haunted house escape was even more frustrating for it. Especially when it saw Shi Yuebai being beaten and crying for his mom, Casey Cat couldn’t help but want to pounce and scratch his face.
Can’t you! Do something useful!
Meow’s sake! It had to loudly meow! The shame of Shi Yuebai, the witch!
Shi Yuebai patted the Casey Cat, whose eyes were blazing with anger, fully understanding the anger of his half-soul body towards all of this—because it was his own anger. As he slowly recalled more of the past in the dream, apart from the beautiful moments, he found it harder to forgive himself for being pushed out the door by that person in the end.
Clearly, they had agreed to escape together, but he left him there.
Shi Yuebai sighed with a bitter smile, feeling like burying his face in Casey Cat’s fur.
Perhaps he didn’t want to remember the face of that person…
It’s just that he, as a coward, couldn’t face him again.
“Achoo!” Xu Yintang also sneezed.
He sincerely regretted that he shouldn’t have indulged in the joyous gossip on the forum so much, replaying Blueon’s history of flipping over and over three, four, five, six times, almost missing the wake-up alarm.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have opened his eyes to see three little rascals standing in a row, with drooping heads, admitting their mistakes. Last night, while their mom wasn’t looking, they sneakily did something big—Third Flora followed Yu Kongyou out to eat, and then after being bullied by Second Treasure, she was so emotional that she “accidentally” built a nest in the hospital and every place where there could be a shadow was filled with cocoons.
In a couple of days, more and more butterflies would hatch, devouring the hospital like the Fair sapling, leaving no corner untouched.
‘N-not all of them are filled… just a tiny bit…’
Third Flora, looking like she knew she had done something wrong, stuttered and shivered, crying so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath, huddled in Xu Yintang’s shadow.
‘I didn’t mean to, wuwuwu…’
‘Mom, I’m sorry, wuwuwu…’
Author’s Note –
Third Flora: I didn’t mean it QAQ, you will forgive me, right? QAQ
Third Flora: Although I meant it QAQ, but I cried QAQ.
Blueon: It’s all my fault… [Guilt maximized]
Mother Xu Yingtang: who are you?
i still don’t know how to pronounce ‘Blueon’ i read it as ‘Blu-Eon’ (like the eeveelutions lol) but it could also be ‘Blue-On’ and that bothers me—
Eeveelutions: Espeon, Umbreon, Blueon, Sylveon, Vaporeon, Jolteon, Flareon, Leafeon, Glaceon
It’s the Eeveelution for the new “Eldritch” energy type
Thanks for the chapter!! 🧡🧡
Oh third Flora you are quite terrifying…
Wait, wait, wait…is the child indiscriminately playing around and giving birth?? Wild behavior Third Flora!! What will Mom say?!?
… Well I hope Lil Flora eat that horrible mother…wait, can we said she is their (nominal) grandma!? O.o
Thank you for your translation 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜
xiao Qing is such a good person 😭