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Chapter 113 - 107 Do you know how to write the character for ’death’?

Chapter 113: Chapter 107 Do you know how to write the character for ’death’?

"Hey! Buddy, you’ve got to hand it over to me!"

Jiang Xiao reached out to demand it.

The man with a severed tongue tightly clung to the large spoon, stubbornly refusing to let Jiang Xiao take it away.

If he were to be force-fed again, death would seem a merciful release.

"Let go! This is the magical spoon! Because of the two fifty, I’ve always wanted two fifty! You know it! You can never be an artist like me, you have no talent!"

Jiang Xiao showed his anger.

"I’m telling you, aside from SpongeBob, nobody can take anything from me because I only act like a fool around him."

The man with the severed tongue was so frightened that he immediately let go, his face full of helplessness as he watched Jiang Xiao leave with the spoon.

Crazy, there must be something severely wrong with this Manager’s brain—it must be from a top-tier lunatic!

Now, all he could do was pray that Jiang Xiao wouldn’t come to feed him a ghastly mix of peanut oil, onions, and ketchup tonight.

He truly, I could cry to death.

Who in this villa could control him?

Not himself, that’s for sure, and Yao Han probably couldn’t manage either.

Old King... Old King was a bit special, but even he might not be able to take down Jiang Xiao.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent last night watching the news like a sappy fool; he would have turned against him already.

Maybe those two could?

But for a Manager, that person would probably just keep on enduring.

The other one is temperamental too, goddammit, might even end up being friends with Jiang Xiao.

...

Early in the morning.

Nuonuo had already started making breakfast in the kitchen.

She made some delicate sushi and also prepared some oatmeal.

Considering the variety of tastes, she steamed some rice and toasted some bread slices.

"Hmm~"

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Nuonuo let out a sigh of relief.

"Not bad, the plating looks beautiful, and the taste should be great too!"

This woman hadn’t realized the seriousness of the situation.

After all, she had slept well last night and had no idea how terrifying the death rate of this Kaidan was.

Everyone at Sakura Place was sweating for her.

Miss Nuonuo, you must not be careless...

Three lunatics upstairs, two of whom have nearly impossible lethal capabilities against you!

The downstairs isn’t simple either, the only thing so far is that the man with the gold-rimmed glasses might be gay.

So far, the twisted preferences of the others are not clear.

But they’re definitely not good birds.

...

It was time to make breakfast.

Ward tried hard to avoid Xiao Zhi, but as soon as he opened his door, they ran into each other.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses feigned helplessness as he pushed up his glasses.

"I forgot to tell you, I live right across from you."

Seeing his lecherous smile, Ward, a strong man of one hundred and ninety centimeters, shuddered uncontrollably.

He hurriedly walked to the kitchen with his head down, wanting nothing to do with this pervert.

"Hehehe."

Seeing the strong man fleeing, Xiao Zhi chuckled evilly a few times, feeling greatly satisfied.

"By the way, Blond Man, the roast chicken you made for dinner yesterday was pretty good, make another one for me to try~"

Scary!

As soon as the glasses man said this, Ward walked even faster.

This pervert’s appetite was definitely not ordinary!

As for Jiang Xiao...

"You can’t cook anymore!"

"Seconded, Manager, please put down your spoon."

"If you keep cooking, we’ll all starve!"

"Uncle, Xiao Ran didn’t eat dinner last night, can you please stop cooking, Xiao Ran is scared..."

Jiang Xiao held his iron spoon, his gaze as resolute as if he were about to join the party.

"No! Cooking for you is my duty, just like SpongeBob making Crabby Patties for Mr. Krabs, I must carry on."

Everyone had gathered in the hall.

Aunt Xiu, He Menghan, Old Mu, Xiao Ran, they all voiced their protests.

Xiao Qing didn’t speak, his little head pondering who knows what.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses sat quietly in the corner of the sofa, too afraid to make a sound.

But he didn’t warn the others about Jiang Xiao’s might.

Goddamnit.

He had had a miserable night himself, so naturally, he wanted to see others suffer too.

How else could he feel balanced?

Because he had been rained on, he wanted to tear up others’ umbrellas.

Only if everyone is tortured by this twisted Manager could Xiao Zhi feel at peace.

But He Menghan and the others were no fools.

Today, when they saw Jiang Xiao bustling about the kitchen energetically, they were startled.

How did he even survive last night in the clutches of those three upstairs?

That should have been a sure-death situation!

Just for that, He Menghan and the others didn’t dare make any rash moves against him.

They tried to persuade him to put down the spoon.

This foolish Manager insisted on doing whatever SpongeBob would do.

It sickened everyone quite a bit.

Finally, He Menghan couldn’t hold back any longer and exploded.

"Do you really have to cook this meal?!"

"I think so, don’t try to deprive me of my job, you are forcefully exploiting me, Jiang Daxing!"

Everyone: ???

Did we really exploit you?

Unmistakably, with such a mindset, the Manager was a born capitalist.

"Manager, do you even know what deprivation and exploitation truly mean?"

As soon as Aunt Xiu said this, Jiang Xiao immediately took offense!

"What do you mean? Are you questioning Dr. Pai Daxing + Professor’s super high IQ?"

This guy keeps switching between Jiang Daxing and Pai Daxing.

It’s confusing everyone.

Aunt Xiu frowned, feeling that this fool’s IQ kept refreshing her own understanding of what a fool was.

Then she scoffed, counter-asking Jiang Xiao,

"It’s not that we’re questioning your IQ, it’s just that we’re too dumb to understand. Could the doctor explain it to us?"

"Um, of course~"

Jiang Xiao stroked his chin and switched to a solemn mode.

"Exploitation and oppression, isn’t it just exploitation and oppression? They’re like Lin Daiyu bringing jackfruit during her three visits to the hut, two unrelated things that seem coincidental but carry an inevitability."

Huh?

What does this have to do with exploitation and oppression?

"Of course, this can also be explained from an aerospace perspective. After all, heading south while intending to go north is the main reason for the animosity at the Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn. Without the forbidden love between the praying mantis and the weaver girl crossing racial boundaries, could Fa Hai have been managed by Da Yu using the Jingu Bang while calculating pi for flood control?"

I mean...

I understand every word, but why does it get so confusing when put together?

My CPU seems to be overheating...

"Mom, didn’t you say Da Yu controlled the floods by leading the river waters into the Yellow Sea? Why did the manager say he managed Fa Hai? And what’s with Da Yu’s Jingu Bang?"

Xiao Ran’s bright eyes were filled with confusion.

"Because, because Fa Hai is just..."

Wait, wait, wait!

Aunt Xiu shook her head vigorously.

What kind of nonsense is this?

He’s blatantly rambling, yet it sounds plausible?

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiao kept on babbling about what "oppression" and "exploitation" meant.

"Speaking of modern times, we can also discuss ancient times. According to ’Student Rules,’ it’s perfectly possible to train eagles to catch drones in high altitudes. In summary, because a black hole is not a hole and Hawking is not made of gold, Black Tornado Granny Liu couldn’t effectively control Liu Bei, the white-streaked rogue from the riverbed, during her three walks along the Flowing Sand River."

The crowd: ...

They had just been listening attentively.

This guy seems to be utterly nonsensical!

Lao Mu’s mouth twitched.

"This little trick is truly cunning and deceitful, layer upon layer~"

"Hehehe~"

He Menghan sneered twice, as everyone else tactfully gave them some space.

"You should be aware of where you are right now, stop playing dumb! Crazy guy, say that again, are you sure you want to cook this meal?"

"Yes, absolutely, I think I should think so."

The wise look in his eyes, the sincere tone...

He was literally dancing on He Menghan’s last nerve.

"Kid, don’t think you’re incredible just because you survived those three earlier. Do you even know how to write the word ’dead’?"

He Menghan was ready to act...

Just one more stubborn retort and she would definitely finish him off!

"Looking down on whom? I obviously know how to write the word ’dead’!"

Jiang Xiao proudly declared.

The crowd: ???

He Menghan felt a rush of darkness before her eyes as the anger she’d been brewing was completely dispersed by this lunatic.

Really?

You’re proudly unaware of the irony?!!

"In the ’Modern Chinese Dictionary,’ the word ’dead’ is on page 1291. In the 1998 revised edition of the Xinhua Dictionary, it’s on page 463 in the bottom right corner. The character ’death’ has 6 strokes, with the order being: horizontal, slant, horizontal slant/horizontal hook, dot, slant, and a vertical hook."

Wang Defa?

Fine fine fine...

This indiscriminate quipping has really caught everyone’s attention!

Dude?

How can such a wise tone produce such a wise answer?

He Menghan felt her anger stuck midway...

The mother of fury was only halfway there when her rage buildup got interrupted!

It’s like it was all charged up just for a friend to burst in and stop the launch sequence.

Absolutely frustrating!

"Maybe I should make breakfast? Let Doctor Professor Pai Daxing evaluate it? After all, it’s somewhat improper for the doctor to cook personally, wouldn’t you say?"

Aunt Xiu tried to say.

Unexpectedly, the previously obstinate Jiang Xiao agreed instantly!

"Well... that could work, but I’m not so easily satisfied, your skills must not be worse than mine."

With that, Jiang Xiao passed the spatula to Aunt Xiu.

The people present heaved a sigh of relief, but their expressions darkened.

After all the good and bad words were said, this kid just wouldn’t agree.

Just a simple trick from Aunt Xiu and it’s settled?

Could it be that simple, seriously?

Aunt Xiu’s words could at best trick a fool, right?

Ah...

Well, that seems about right...

Isn’t he a fool after all?

He Menghan also put away her murderous intent.

Forget it, there’s something odd about this kid, no need to confront him right now.

Just stabilize him for now.

That was also what everyone else was thinking.

"So, as the manager, what should I do? I can’t just stand here doing nothing, right? I don’t even know what I should be doing?"

"You could... you could... maybe just clean something up randomly?"

"No, I won’t clean. Oh, speaking of which, could you help me clean up a bit? My room doesn’t seem very clean, does it, mister with the glasses?"

Me?

Being named, A Zhi shot up and jumped up, afraid that Jiang Xiao might lose his temper.

"Yes, absolutely! Leave this small matter to me!"

With that, A Zhi screeched in place and rushed into the bathroom, grabbing a set of tools and heading straight for Jiang Xiao’s room.