The Uncanny Valley Traveling GuideCh40 - Midnight Happy Show (15)

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“That depends on the degree of deceit.” Du Zijun pondered for a moment and took a sip of wine, but was unable to control his expression when he tasted it. “If it’s a harmless little lie, of course it doesn’t matter. But if it’s a big one…I’m afraid it won’t work.”

He Qin lifted the bottle and looked at the wavering liquor inside. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing a faint, wry smile. BxyGUD

“Speaking of which, what makes me even more curious is that you two haven’t made it yet?” A night breeze ruffled Du Zijun’s black hair. He put down the wine bottle and pushed it aside in disgust. “What’s going on? If you’re not interested, don’t mess around. Love debt is more troublesome than a misfired gun; you should know this, right?”

“He…” He Qin didn’t seem to mind the cheap bitterness distilled from the wine and took another sip, saying, “He’s very good, warm, bright, and smart, just like…”

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“Like the sun, isn’t it?” Du Zijun snorted through his nose. “Silly boy, I see this kind of person attracts the most attention from old perverts.”

He Qin didn’t speak. Du Zijun looked up at the dark and wide zenith, where there were no stars. “Hearing your tone, you are also deeply in love and cannot extricate yourself, so why don’t you accept his confession?” fOtLVm

“You seem to be very curious.” He Qin said indifferently, “Didn’t you claim to be straighter than a steel bar? Why are you still curious about the emotional lives of two men?”

Du Zijun spat angrily: “You have the nerve to say it? Every day, you run after that kid and surround him tightly, just like a wolf protecting its food. Even if I poke my eyes blind, I can still hear you two getting all mushy, so I might as well get used to it!”

He Qin put one hand on his bent knee. At this moment, he really wanted to smoke a cigarette but felt that the smell of the smoke would reach the guest room where he and Wen Zheliu lived, so he simply dismissed the idea and said in a calm tone, “My situation is like this. I have lost all my authority and cannot even equip my dog tag. The saint nun is always waiting for him to die so that she can get the dog tag and take over my position in Nova City. I’ve escaped once or twice, and if I’m lucky enough to get through this time, I’ll still be instantly transported back to the inner world created by her.”

“For me to say yes to him, fine, that’s totally fine. I can go downstairs right now and shake him awake, tell him you’ll always be my most precious, and then kiss him until he’s out of breath, just like I’ve always wanted to do. But what happens after the promise? We will soon be separated and most likely never see each other again in our lifetimes, because I’m certain that I’ve greatly angered the saint nun by getting out of her grasp twice in a row. According to her conceited and arrogant character, she will definitely not give me a third chance.”

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He Qin whispered, “A future filled with the risk of parting and heartbreak …… this is not what I should give him now.”

Du Zijun listened dumbfounded, and only after a long time did he shake the goose bumps that had risen on his body in shock and muttered, “What a love sage…”

“However,” he frowned and said with bafflement, “now that we’re here, if nothing unexpected happens, the difficulty of the next world and the next next world will definitely be more exaggerated than it is now. We are all people walking on the brink of life and death, so why not live for today? Look so far ahead into the future and worry about the past; this is not quite like your style of acting….”

He suddenly stopped. XMpVEd

The night wind was cold and swirling past him. Du Zijun, who had never cared much about love affairs, suddenly grasped his meaning in a lightning flash.

“Okay, okay, I get it ……” he sighed. “True love can change a person and make them become unlike themselves.”

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Du Zijun recalled the scene he saw just now. The man with a gloomy expression reached out his hand to cover the boy’s eyes, then silently bent down, and through the obstruction of his palm, he gently placed a kiss on the center of his brow.

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Du Zijun didn’t say anything anymore. He patted the ashes on his trousers casually and said, “Ah, fine.”

When He Qin returned to the guest room, Wen Zheliu had already fallen asleep, curled up sideways. awCoHZ

He Qin stood in front of his bed and looked at him for a long time. He stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, and just as he was about to turn around, a muffled voice suddenly came from under the cover: “…… brother.”

He Qin’s back froze suddenly. He felt the rare embarrassment of being caught in the act. After a pause, he eased his voice and asked gently, “Hmm? What’s wrong?”

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“…… When this world is over, will you be able to come back?”

This familiar question made He Qin lower his eyes in the dark and fall into a long silence. After a long time, he let out a breath and replied as if he had made up his mind: “…Brother will go to the saint nun.” dWOoLS

The small hill in the blanket remained motionless, and he continued, “Then, I have to make a deal with her.”

Wen Zheliu’s muffled voice finally had a slight fluctuation: “…Do you want to negotiate terms with her?”

“Yes, just to negotiate terms.” He Qin stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his head through the blanket, but finally gave up. “Go to bed early; you’re already tired today.”

The next day, everyone gathered at the restaurant in the lobby on time. Everyone more or less had a layer of tired black and blue under-eye circles. Bai Jingxing’s injury from the beating yesterday has not yet fully recovered, with a prop bandage still tied around his arm and chest. Li Tianyu also looked sluggish, and the group of people were like frost-beaten eggplants, sitting listlessly next to the brightly lit floor-to-ceiling windows. 4uz5PC

This hotel seems to have some kind of magic power. The players went around upstairs and downstairs. Those shattered wooden doors, shredded wallpapers, and torn carpets were all restored to their original state in the early morning. It’s completely impossible to see what kind of disaster they suffered last night.

Although everyone was puzzled, the trouble automatically disappeared, and they couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Wen Zheliu was not seriously injured, but because he cried a lot yesterday and because he had a lot of worries, he slept very late. Now his eyes are still swollen like walnuts, and he is kneading them listlessly with his hands.

He Qin glanced at him, pulled out a napkin, and poured a ton of crushed ice from the ice bowl on the dining cart to make a simple ice pack. He then pushed it over to Wen Zheliu and said, “Use this; don’t rub it.” BO0Aex

“… Oh.” Wen Zheliu replied weakly, took it, and put it on his eyes.

A vague yet tangible sense of estrangement permeated between them. Wen Zheliu hummed and hawed, feeling more and more that his momentary brain fever last night was a mistake.

He Qin had been observing his movements, and looking at the unspeakably embarrassed look on his face, he instantly understood what he was thinking. He smiled helplessly and said softly, “The coffee is getting cold….”

After a pause, he added with a half-smile, “… baby.” fpqc4d

Wen Zheliu lost his breath and was almost choked by the air rushing up from his throat. He coughed muffledly, and the base of his ears was already blushing.

While feeling embarrassed, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Well, it looks like things aren’t too bad.

To be fair, the breakfast served at the hotel was very good, to the point of being a bit extravagant. Hot, steaming lobster between broccoli and celery puree, mashed potato pie with hot melted butter running through it, and golden pigeons with cheese stuffed in their bellies placed between squarely cut creamy sauces. PdQ0sd

Looking at these meals, everyone was a little surprised. Xie Yuanyuan picked up the dangling whisker of the lobster and said in a daze, “Is this real or fake? Last night, there was nothing to eat. We even have to make sandwiches ourselves. Yet today’s breakfast is this sumptuous?”

“Because the chef was away last night.” Wen Zheliu continued to press his eyes with the wet ice pack, feeling a sense of hunger spread from his stomach, turning into saliva secreted between his lips and teeth. “He’s back this morning.”

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Bai Jingxing raised his eyelids and looked at him silently. Chen Feiluan asked, “How do you know?”

“I guessed.” He shifted his buttocks in the chair, only to feel a soreness in his lower back. “If you want to prove it, you can ask the boss.” iEerC0

Speaking of the devil, while they were still cautious and hadn’t touched the cutlery, the hotel owner personally brought them dessert—a large sticky almond cake, topped with raisins and a thick layer of snow-white frosting.

“Enjoy your dessert!” The hotel owner turned to them with a smile on his face. For some reason, he looked very happy today instead of his grumpy and impatient look of yesterday.

“Wait.” Xi Ling suddenly called out to him, “Why are you offering us these? I’ve seen the menu, and there are no such dishes on it.”

“Oh!” The hotel owner’s eyes sparkled under his gray eyebrows, and he mysteriously raised his index finger—this was originally a very playful gesture, but after last night’s ordeal, everyone felt a little nauseous by this gesture. “You’ve had your first night with the Midnight Happy Show, haven’t you? This is nothing more than a reward for you guys; don’t be surprised!” Ig0RAM

Reward? In addition to the system, is it possible that the NPC can also give players extra rewards?

Wen Zheliu thought for a while and asked the hotel owner, “One more thing, can we meet the chef?”

The hotel owner’s smile froze for a moment.

“Chef, chef…” He rubbed his hands; his bushy eyebrows kept moving back and forth above his eye sockets, showing hesitation. “This…why do you want to see the chef?” 6d3fkc

“Yeah, we want to see him, and forget it if it’s not possible.” Li Tianyu interjected abruptly. Even after the last frightening night, she still couldn’t get rid of her arrogance when she spoke, “What are you stammering for?”

Wen Zheliu picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of mashed potato pie, and put it in his mouth. The mashed potatoes are rich in aroma and thick in taste, while the butter is mellow and sweet. The combination really makes people’s fingers tingle and their appetites open up.

“Don’t misunderstand us. We just want to see what a chef with such good cooking skills looks like; there is no malice.” Wen Zheliu smiled with arched eyebrows.

The hotel owner hesitated for a moment, but turned around and shouted, “John! Bring the chef here; the guests want to see him!” wRJilG

John agreed in the distance, and at this moment, he seemed to have transformed back into that reckless and clumsy young lad. Where was his previous abnormality?

It didn’t take long before he led a burly chef in a one-piece apron towards the player’s table.

Li Tianyu’s eyes widened, and the other players also had a sudden change of expression, staring at the chef speechless.

“What! He… isn’t he…” Li Tianyu stammered, her expression incredulous and shocked, and she almost bit her own tongue. 1ZaOvj

The rough-looking chef scratched his head in puzzlement while holding the meat-cleaving knife. His voice was also rough and hoarse: “What’s the matter? Is there a problem, miss?”


Hua: Guess who is the chef? : )

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  1. I don’t know

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  2. I feel like, if it was the butcher, Wen Zheliu wouldn’t be so calm. So maybe, the boyfriend whose head was attached to a dog? 🤔

    Thank you for the update! I like this chapter a lot 😍