Chapter 11 – Don’t Worry About My Meals
In the evening, everyone received a notification that the Immortal Realm would be on vacation for seven days due to special reasons. However, each student was required to complete at least three tasks during this vacation period. The Immortal Realm’s vacation seemed to lack sincerity, and being the child of gods and demons didn’t seem very fortunate. They had to strive from a young age, making one feel sorry for them.
They look down on us mortals, thinking we are foolish, but when I see them constantly tense and often missing a limb, I still choose to be the foolish mortal.
This may sound cowardly and irresponsible, but each realm has its own role. Who made them choose to be immortals? The greater your ambition, the greater your responsibility. As for us mortals, our only responsibility is to reproduce… or to promote the development of productivity, economic development, and historical development?
It feels like historical development has nothing to do with a good-for-nothing like me, so… is my social responsibility only to reproduce?
I…
I don’t even contribute a single cent to social productivity.
I finally realize how cowardly I am…
Everyone is sitting in the living room, just like in “The Big Bang Theory”, always huddled on the sofas chatting, playing games, watching TV, and discussing TV series together, like a big family. But today is a bit different, as Jiang Yan and the others are all staring at their phones, the pages showing the Task Management Bureau.
As I sip my water, I ask confusedly, “What are you guys doing?”
“Shh…” Qing Ming senior seems unusually nervous, his eyes almost popping out like fighting chickens.
Wait, this atmosphere and phenomenon are very familiar! Isn’t this like Double 11 when everyone stays up late to grab the seconds?!
But the page on the phone is the Task Management Bureau. Could it be that the Task Management Bureau will have red packets today?
On one side of me is Mo Ming, and on the other is Mao Mao. Mao Mao is also staring intently at her phone. To avoid seeming ignorant, I quietly ask Mo Ming, “What are they doing?”
Mo Ming looks at everyone seriously, “They’re waiting for the second-kill tasks.”
“Second-kill tasks?” What the hell is that?
“Second-kill tasks refer to tasks with good time and location.” Jiang Yan lifts his face from the phone screen, again with the air of knowing everything from celebrity gossip to supermarket discounts, “This vacation is for seven days, and if you can grab a task that is longer in duration and just happens to be in a human scenic spot, such as Sanya, then it’s equivalent to…”
“A vacation!” I exclaim, and he nods, turning his gaze back to his phone, sharp-eyed, “So this time I must grab the task to go to Sanya, sunshine, beaches, bikinis… Mmm!”
Sunshine, beaches, bikinis?! The last one is clearly the focus, right?
And you old vampire, won’t you get sunburned if you bask in the sun all day? Won’t you get dizzy? What about your stamina? Won’t you faint before you even see the bikinis?
“I want to go too…” Si Yinuo hugs Xiao Bai shyly, and I immediately say, “Xiao Nuo! Don’t learn from them!”
“Hehe…” A silly laugh comes from Qing Ming, his blue eyes also shining with a blue light.
Oh my god! The wooden green dragon is also glowing wolfishly! Do bikinis really have such great power? Look at these three guys!
“There must be a lot of seafood there!” When Mao Mao speaks, I stare at her stiffly. Hey, hey, hey, you’re a wolf girl, but not a wolf woman! Do you have to be so wild about seafood? Eating too much raw food in Sanya will give you diarrhea, ah!
Mao Mao starts groping her hands lustfully, “Whenever I see their chests, I just want to squeeze them.”
I straighten my eyes. Mao Mao! I didn’t expect you to actually like chests! Then why are you shy about confessing, if you don’t even like Qing Ming’s big build, do you like ones even bigger than his?
I secretly glance at Qing Ming, who is staring blankly at Mao Mao’s groping hands. Oh no, Qing Ming, you’re not going to start stripping and exposing your chest, are you?
The Stripping Festival has already passed, you know!
“How about Hawaii?” Jiang Yan mutters to himself as he scrolls through the tasks, “No, no, Hawaii is too hot, Sanya is better. The National Day holiday is over, so there should be fewer people there. Hmm… let me check the temperature first…”
Oh my god! They’re really planning a vacation!
What about me then?
At first, I was happy that I didn’t have to go out and risk my life, but the biggest fool is still me! They can happily go on vacation, and what about me? Cleaning windows! Is cleaning windows okay?!
You’re discussing your vacation plans right in front of me. Have you ever considered my feelings?
Sigh, it really doesn’t seem easy to be a life winner, it’s like ten gambles and nine losses.
“Open up, open up.” Someone is knocking on the door, and seeing everyone so focused on finding their “vacation destination”, I’m the only one who goes to open it.
Mo Ming straightens up nervously and turns to look at the door, and I glance at him casually, “What’s wrong?”
He blinks his green eyes, “Nothing.”
I walk past him, but he suddenly grabs my wrist. I’m stunned – damn it! The little servant has lost his fear! He actually dares to grab his master!
His hand is even hotter than Mao Mao’s. He holds my wrist like he wants to say something, his emerald eyes flickering and shifting, then he lowers his face, and his fluffy ears droop down as well.
“Uh… Do you have something to say? If not, I’ll go open the door.”
He releases my hand while keeping his head lowered, “Nothing.”
Why has Mo Ming been acting so strange ever since someone knocked on the door?
As I move forward, he suddenly calls out, “I hope you like it!”
“Ah! So you do know what it is!” I point at him, and he pauses, quickly turning back, “I don’t know.”
“If you don’t know, then why did you say you hope I like it?”
He stiffens, and I laugh wryly. Asking if I like it must mean he’s giving me a gift. Giving me a gift and being so shy, he’s really drunk.
【Your brother is a virgin…】Hei Mei’s voice suddenly echoes in my mind, and my face flushes red. So, could Mo Ming really be… That would explain why he’s so shy around me, because he’s a pure, inexperienced virgin…
My face suddenly feels very hot. Thinking about this kind of thing at a time like this, I’m the drunk one.
When I open the door, a huge cardboard box nearly hits me in the face. It’s a giant paper box, the size of a double-door refrigerator.
“Please sign to receive the meal cabinet.” A small, familiar voice comes from the very bottom of the cardboard box. I bend down to look, and it’s little Turtle Express again. He’s straining to extend a small, short leg, then slowly lifts the huge box on him!
I’m dumbfounded. Is this turtle reincarnated from an ant?
The little turtle puts down the big box, then sighs in relief and smiles at me, “Please sign.”
“Oh…” I sign just like last time. A gift that Mo Ming would send to a girl fits his personality… I don’t know why, but I somehow feel he wouldn’t send something like a girl’s gift…
“What the hell is this?” I reach to hug it, but whoa! I can’t even lift it!
“Let me.” Mo Ming comes to my side, hoisting the big box and bringing it inside, very professionally. With this kind of strength, if he ever quits being an immortal, he’d make a great cargo worker.
Mo Ming carries the big thing to the dining table in the living room, and everyone gathers around curiously.
“Brother, what did you buy?”
Jiang Yan takes a bite of a blood bag and opens the box, and an antique-style food cabinet appears in front of me.
“A meal cabinet!” Mao Mao excitedly says.
Huh? What the hell is a meal cabinet?
I see an intelligent touch screen on the ornately carved cabinet.
“This is… for Sister Lan…” Si Yinuo touches the meal cabinet, and Jiang Yan, still chewing on the blood bag, zones out for a moment.
So… Mo Ming bought this cabinet for me?
“Of course!” Mao Mao proudly raises her head, smiling at Mo Ming, “Brother, I didn’t expect you to actually be not wooden.”
Mo Ming blinks, turning his face away seriously, but his profile starts to blush slightly, “I bought it for myself… You can use it too if you want…”
Oh, this guy has to find an excuse even when giving me something. But what is this thing exactly?
I look at Mo Ming puzzledly, “Mo Ming, what exactly did you buy?”
Mo Ming turns back, clearing his throat lightly, “It’s…”
“It’s for you, of course!” Mao Mao directly cuts off his words, and Mo Ming is momentarily stunned by her interruption. Mao Mao excitedly points to the cabinet, “This is called a meal cabinet. As the name suggests, you order whatever you want, and it’ll give you that. But in the Immortal Realm, people rarely eat main meals, so this is rarely used. But you’re human, you need three meals a day, so…” She grins, “Stir-fried pork with sweet and sour sauce!”
She calls out to the meal cabinet, and the touch screen instantly shows a hotel service staff member, who smiles at her, “Certainly, coming right up.”
CLICK The door opens, and even before I see inside, the fragrance of the stir-fried pork with sweet and sour sauce wafts towards me, and my taste buds immediately react in the most primitive way – I’m drooling!
I step up to the cabinet, and sure enough, there’s a delicious-looking plate of stir-fried pork with sweet and sour sauce inside the open door!
Finally, dad doesn’t have to worry about my meals and midnight snacks anymore!
“After finishing your meal, just put the plate back, and you can even wash the dishes, haha. Sister Lan, this is something my brother specially bought for you~~” Mao Mao emphasizes while nudging me.
I turn to look at Mo Ming, and he immediately turns his body away, quickly saying, “I bought it for myself, not for you. Of course, since you are my master, you can use it too. I haven’t actually helped you materially, so master, you still need to keep working hard to earn money!” He says it all in one breath, taking a long sigh under the gazes of Jiang Yan, Qing Ming, and Si Yinuo, “Phew, I’ll go patrol outside to prevent Fu Su from sneaking in an attack.” With that, a flash of silver, and he “whooshes” upstairs.
Huh… Isn’t the door over there? Is he going to jump out the window to go upstairs?
But I should still thank him. He really has solved my biggest problem. In the Immortal Realm, not many people eat full meals, and there are no cafeterias. Although there are gourmet streets, buying food to eat every day is also not economical.
This time, Mo Ming hasn’t short-circuited.
