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Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Email Bomb and Dingdang’s Troubles Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Email Bomb and Dingdang’s Troubles Autumn seemed to come especially fast this year.

Just a month into the season, city pedestrians in light fleeces had begun to appear one after another, and the chilling breeze scattered gradually through the air, leaving no doubt that summer had unhesitatingly bid farewell to the city.

On a cool early autumn morning like this, lounging on a deck chair on the balcony, basking in the sun that was warm but not scorching, with a demure maid at your side offering delicious refreshments, life… should indeed be so comfortable…

Lilina was also the picture of decadence at that moment, with a straw in her mouth as she lay on the neighboring chair, occasionally turning to slurp some orange juice handed to her by Anwina. Unfortunately, the image of a ten-year-old loli teamed with the mannerisms of an adult was an odd sight no matter how one looked at it.

Enjoying the lazy morning in peace, Lilina suddenly stretched languidly, then twisted on the chair, turning towards me, “The only thing that’s a pity is that the refreshing summer scenes that mesmerize all the lechers are going to vanish, never to return.”

“Yeah, yeah… Wait a minute!”

Someone about to doze off under the influence of the sunny glow and the autumnal sleepiness subconsciously agreed, then abruptly woke with a start.

That was close, I almost got roped in by this deep-down fake loli. It seems this trickster is getting more and more brazen by the minute!

“You’re already roped in, you know.”

Lilina grabbed the armrest of the chair to hoist her nearly-slipped-down-self back into position, then smiled and waggled her finger at me, pointing behind me.

At that moment, Qianqian’s “gentle” voice resounded from behind me, “Ah Jun… you shouldn’t focus your attention on the wildflowers by the roadside…”

…Should I look for a chance to toss that fake loli with the thief-like smile next to me into the recycling furnace to make a contribution to society?

Confronted with the dissatisfaction in Qianqian’s tone, I decisively switched topics and turned my head to see Lilina, who had once again slipped from the smooth bamboo chair and was currently wriggling her body to climb back, and asked with puzzlement, “Lilina, why didn’t you go shopping today?”

“Constant shopping can be so boring, staying at home is more comfortable after all…”

Those words from anyone else’s mouth would surely have a more persuasive edge, right!? You just can’t keep up after running wild for a month straight, can you? After resting up today, you still plan to hit the streets again, don’t you?!

The balcony door creaked open, and Big Sister walked in holding a package that looked quite heavy, an expression of doubt on her face, “There’s a package! Ah Jun, did you buy something?”

“No, I didn’t…”

I casually took the square package the size of three stacked computer hard drives from my sister’s hands, and sure enough, my name was on the recipient label, but I had no memory of ordering anything…

“Shall we open it?” Lilina egged on.

The hand that I had just stretched towards the tape of the package froze in place, and then I turned my head with a puzzled look towards a certain innocent-faced fake loli, “Why does your suggestion instinctively fill me with a sense of dread?”

“Well, well, don’t worry about it, mail bombs, anthrax viruses, and stuff like that have no threat against you… um, I’ll step away a bit, it would be such a hassle to revive if I end up dying…”

This damn creature, backed by the World Tree and able to resurrect infinitely… Damn it, her incitement really does make me inexplicably curious to see what’s inside…

“Rip–”

The tape of the package was easily torn open.

I handed the bright thing I pulled out to Lilina, who had a worried look on her face, and said, “Let’s see if your crow’s mouth was right.”

“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t bring something so dangerous over here! I could die! I could really die!”

“You can resurrect anyway…”

I murmured, then looked up to ask Big Sister, “What do you think, sister?”

“It seems we’ve been targeted,” Big Sister replied nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders, “In the eyes of the outside world, we are just a small organization without much strength or alertness, just within their target range, aren’t we?”

In my hands was a bomb.

Strictly speaking, a bomb that had already been detonated: a black iron box that was starting to twist and roll, spewing bright light inside, the frozen flames showing the explosive burst of that moment, and surrounding this bundle of splendid fireworks was a thin transparent film, enveloping the entire bomb like a bizarre jelly. This thin film was what isolated the internal and external flows of time, and within it, the concept of “time” had been erased.

It looks quite beautiful, like some sort of post-modern artifact, but is nonetheless a bona fide lethal weapon.

Of course, it was no threat to us.

“Qianqian, how long can this thing last?”

I tossed the now-frozen mail bomb up and down and turned to ask the girl beside me who had just stopped the explosion.

“As long as needed, it could even last until doomsday without detonating.”

After gingerly poking the absolutely rigid flames frozen in stasis, Lilina wore an expression that seemed like an afterthought of fear, “It seems we’ll have to scan these mysterious items that pop up out of nowhere from now on.”

…You were the one urging me to open the package just now, right?

Sandora took the still-exploding mail bomb from my hands and, under my speechless gaze, habitually popped it into her mouth and crunched it a few times, then said, “They’ve pushed their luck, Ah Jun, what to do?”

Before we proceed, may I point out your way of gathering information about the outside world?

“Just consider it a contribution to human society, cleaning up trash…”

I always prided myself on being a peace-loving, amiable person, and no, that’s not self-praise, but now it seems necessary to educate certain restless fellows to make them understand that my peaceful nature is predicated on the fact that those who’d possibly challenge me are already clean dead…

“Mealtime, mealtime!” Sandora started making a racket all of a sudden, “Let’s eat first, we can talk about other things later!”

…I really wonder what kind of subtle expressions those people who sent the mail bomb would have if they found out that their meticulously planned attack didn’t even manage to delay our lunch.

But today’s lunch was a bit unusual.

After the typically slowpoke Bubbles was dragged out of the 2D world by the ear by Sandora, Dingdang still hadn’t shown up.

Chewing on her spoon, Sandora looked at the special little tablecloth that was now empty on the table, “Although Dingdang has been all secretive for the past half-month, she always shows up when it’s time to eat, right?”

Several glances shifted towards the same person.

“Okay, okay,” Lilina said, raising her hands in a gesture of innocence, “really, can’t even have a peaceful meal…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lilina transformed into a green speck of light, gradually dissipating into the air.

As a life born directly from the World Tree, she had the ability to teleport herself straight to the Life Temple, which could also be considered Lilina’s only skill at the moment.

Moments later, Lilina appeared before us again, carrying a clump of something black.

“I found it on the Creation Platform in the temple,” Lilina said as she plopped the thing in her hands onto the plate in front of me with a slap.

Somehow, looking at its shape, I felt an odd sense of deja vu…

With cold sweat on my forehead, I dipped the black clump into the water glass beside me, covered the mouth of the glass with my hand, and then–up, up, down, down, left, left, right, right, changed direction and did it again.

A shiny Dingdang!

“Dingdang will bite you! Dingdang will definitely bite you! Put Dingdang down!”

The little thing that was being dangled by its wings in mid-air and still failing to focus its eyes was flailing at the faintly wobbling triple silhouette in front of it.

“What have you been up to these days?” I gently shook the little goddess in my hand, my voice filled with confusion, “This time you’ve even gotten yourself into such a mess.”

“Dingdang doesn’t want you to mind! Put Dingdang down!”

I silently picked up the divine artifact specifically for dealing with Dingdang from the table: the Big Water Glass!

“Ah… don’t… really, it’s making me dizzy! Stop shaking!”

“Then confess! What exactly have you been doing these past few days? Lilina mentioned you’ve been experimenting in the temple? There’s been a big explosion? Are you messing with something dangerous?”

My tone was firm, and my face was set with a determination that made it clear I wasn’t going to let anyone get away with pretending everything was alright today. It wasn’t that I had no empathy, but recently Dingdang’s actions had been too peculiar. Curiosity was one thing, and more importantly, there was worry for this often unreliable Little One. Human scientists could trigger a biohazard with just one experiment, so a goddess’s experiment was even less of a joke–especially with a goddess prone to various conditions and whose intelligence wavered dramatically. Looking at today’s events, Dingdang was clearly messed up by her own experiment…

And more importantly, if any of Dingdang’s experiments got out of the World Tree Barrier’s limits and a couple of them escaped into Shadow City…

Then there would really be entertainment… It would arguably be a human crisis more severe than the Godzilla incident…

Faced with my resolute look, as well as the determined eyes of several girls around, Dingdang finally surrendered after a long resistance. Pouting with tears in the corners of her eyes and an utterly frustrated tone, she cried, “Okay, okay! Dingdang is a fool! Dingdang can’t do anything right!! Dingdang is the hopeless flunkie who failed the Junior Creation Certificate exam fourteen times!!! Whaaa…”

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