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Chapter 59 - 57: Passing on the Secret Tips

Chapter 59: Chapter 57: Passing on the Secret Tips

Meichuan Neiku’s dead-eyed gaze flickered with a glint.

Could it be that Zhou Qin had a change of heart and decided to spare my life?

To his surprise, Zhou Qin’s next sentence stunned him.

"This damned thing made such a nasty mess, isn’t death too easy for him?"

Huh?

Meichuan Neiku was dumbfounded.

"Yes! We can’t let him off so easily! He even wasted our big grass carp!"

"Right, grandma’s right! We can’t let him off that easy!"

"Big Fatty, your dad wants to eat fish, go feed him a few bites~"

Sniffling, Big Fatty gleefully picked up sashimi slices, forcibly stuffing them into Meichuan Neiku’s mouth piece by piece...

"Blargh! Blargh...mhh~~"

Before he could vomit, Big Fatty forcefully clamped his jaw shut.

Forcing Meichuan Neiku to swallow back the remnants he tried to vomit.

After just three pieces, tears were squeezed out of the former’s eyes.

For a moment,

Meichuan Neiku somewhat understood why Zhou Qin wanted to finish him off.

The taste truly reached deep into his brainstem!

Meichuan Neiku even had the urge to finish himself off.

Ultimately, he couldn’t stand the nausea anymore, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Mom? He seems to have passed out."

Zhou Qin heard and kicked him twice, confirming he indeed had passed out.

"Hmph, it’s fine. Once he wakes up, continue feeding him; he must finish all these sashimi slices."

...

Director Wang squinted his eyes, looking at Meichuan Neiku’s screen, who appeared as limp as a dead dog.

He was extremely pleased!

Haha~

It looks like this chosen one from Cherry Blossom Country is doomed.

It’s his fate!

So what if Jiang Xiao rescued him from Niu Jieshi’s basement?

A brainless person is bound to die!

Speaking of which, Jiang Xiao’s brain doesn’t seem to be working well either?

Director Wang glanced back at their own Dragon Country livestream.

Jiang Xiao and Mu Xitang were playing Go on the bed.

The others formed a circle around the bed, commenting and gesturing.

The proverb, "An observer of a chess game should hold his tongue," didn’t apply here.

Because aside from Jiang Xiao, the rest were all women.

The Go game was made with two different colored papers.

The board was even simpler, crafted from a cardboard piece cut out from a noodle box,

But even this rudimentary setup didn’t detract from the three little girls playing with relish.

Even nearby, Sun Wei couldn’t help but interject.

"Ah! Xi Tang, block him early on! That’s how you lost last time!"

"No, I want to connect my own stones first..."

"Daddy, place it here, here!"

"Xi Tang, you’re so silly, just lose already, it’s my turn next."

"Shi Shi, go grab some seeds Granny Li brought over to munch on."

"Shi Shi, I want some too, I want jelly as well!"

"Sweetie, fry some eggs, these cold noodles aren’t filling enough."

"I want it too, I want some fried eggs too, mama, Bai Yi also wants some fried eggs!"

Is this Analog Horror?

Really outrageous!

Not to mention others, even Director Wang felt a tinge of jealousy for the life Jiang Xiao was living now.

"Sigh, this kid, does he really have schizophrenia or what?"

Director Wang voiced the question on everyone’s mind.

The world laughs at my madness; I laugh at the world’s inability to see through me.

No graves of heroes in sight, no flowers, no wine, only till fields.

Director Wang felt he’d finally found a protagonist fit for the "Taohua Temple Song"~

Compared to Jiang Xiao’s current serene storyline,

Most people obviously preferred watching the unlucky ones.

Like the live room for Cherry Blossom Country.

Many people had already placed their bets.

[Does Meichuan Neiku’s Five-limb Substitute Death Technique grant an extra five lives, or increase from one life to five lives?]

[One side agrees that it’s 1+5, making a total of six lives, comprising 85%.]

[The other side agrees it’s a total of five lives, and after losing all limbs it’s game over, comprising 8%.]

The remaining people abstained.

Both sides expressed their views and debated fiercely.

Only the people of Dragon Country could engage in such easy and happy operations in the Sakura live broadcast room.

After all, Spirit had already securely passed the stage, and they were just bored.

Other countries didn’t have this luxury.

Their chosen ones were either already gone or about to go.

It was estimated that barely a few could survive past seven days.

[Damn it! Your Dragon Country’s conscience is terribly bad! IP: Sakura]

[Shame! To gamble and joke about our chosen ones from Sakura is inhumane! IP: Sakura]

[Meichuan Neiku: Are your Dragon Country people polite? IP: Sakura]

[Dragon Country even abducted our Lord Kameda, you are the thieves! IP: Sakura]

Regarding the incident with Kameda.

It was strange that it didn’t stir any controversy internationally.

First off, Sakura was at fault themselves and didn’t dare say much.

They were even worried about retaliation, given their previous acts of bad faith.

Thus, even the voices of international protest were minor.

Then there was Dragon Country who had initially planned to expose Sakura’s duplicity.

But now it had to wait.

The reason was...

"Kameda, how much longer?"

"Yoishi, almost there."

...

The night was deep and quiet.

The daughters had played till they were tired and gone back to their rooms to sleep, while Jiang Xiao and Sun Wei still stared at each other wide-eyed in bed.

"Tell me, what are you thinking?"

Sun Wei noticed something was off with Jiang Xiao.

He had first taught Shi Shi and the others Go, then Ludo, Checkers, and Military Chess.

Now, in the middle of the night, he wasn’t sleeping and was contemplating some Chess.

What was he up to?

"Emm, I also think constantly playing video games isn’t good, so I want to leave them some fun yet intellectually stimulating games."

At the very least, these board games had stood the test of time and consideration before being passed down.

Each had its own unique charm, and could be played for a long time without becoming dull.

He often used to play these games with the old hospital director in the mental hospital.

"Tomorrow I’ll teach them some hopscotch games, which can also help them exercise a bit."

Hide and seek, statues, horse across the river, throwing sandbags and such.

Jiang Xiao also planned to spend quality time playing with Shi Shi and the others.

The perceptive Sun Wei, however, discerned the deeper meaning in Jiang Xiao’s words.

Wanting to leave them some games...

Ultimately, Jiang Xiao still had to leave.

"Tell me, do you think Shi Shi and the others will have the chance to see you again?"

Sun Wei felt a bit awkward after saying this.

Jiang Xiao was startled, then continued to fiddle with the homemade chess.

"Boundless thoughts accompany the drifting life, although we meet, it’s in haste."

"Holding the hand of a dear one, tearing up over the broken blossoms, asking the east wind how much is left, though spring abides, with whom shall it reside?"

Sun Wei was silent.

She quietly turned away.

The two of them were never from the same world to begin with.

Some people’s destinies are like two parallel lines, destined never to intersect.

Others are like crossing lines, merely touching at a single moment only to gradually grow apart as time progresses.

Lately, perhaps sensing that Jiang Xiao’s mood hadn’t been great, Shinjiro had seldom shown up.

Shinjiro, although unreliable, could perhaps see things clearer than adults in some aspects.

He didn’t want to occupy the limited time Jiang Xiao had left...

Exactly.

Sun Wei and Shi Shi felt the genuine affection Jiang Xiao had brought them.

But what about Jiang Xiao?

Having lived in a mental hospital since childhood, he perhaps craved to cherish this relationship even more than Sun Wei and the others.