ISMW Chapter 9

Unexpectedly, Yu Chen acted as if he couldn’t read, asking: [Blue: What do you mean? I don’t understand. Translate it for me.]

 

Yun Xunlan had no choice but to reply in the most straightforward language: [Novice Fish Keeper: I mean, I feel we have a special connection.]

 

[Blue: What connection?]

 

[Novice Fish Keeper: In this vast world, we’re connected by our shared deep love for the same baby.]

 

Yun Xunlan thought: Yu Chen’s Comet-S7 had been snatched by him, so Yu Chen’s mood must be terrible right now. After explaining why they had a connection, Yun Xunlan sent another comment, trying to comfort Yu Chen and cheer him up:

 

[Novice Fish Keeper: So it doesn’t matter if someone took your baby. You can treat my baby as your own. Which part of our baby do you want to see? Which angle? Which detail? I can take photos of everything for you. [Green Heart]]

 

But after sending these two comments, Yu Chen didn’t reply for a while.

 

Was he too moved?

 

Not knowing how to express his gratitude?

 

However, three minutes later, Yu Chen sent a photo—a picture of a man wearing a motorcycle helmet, giving the middle finger to whoever was in front of the camera.

 

After seeing this photo, the system said: “Uh… from the looks of it, you two really can’t be brothers anymore, but you can still be something else.”

 

Yun Xunlan was confused: “If not brothers, what else can we be?”

 

The system asked rhetorically: “Isn’t his hand gesture saying it all?”

 

The middle finger gesture has many meanings, but the most widely known one should be that famous obscenity starting with F, meaning… to have sex with you.

 

The system marveled again: “Moving to sex already? You’ve only exchanged a few words. Even destined mates don’t move this fast.”

 

Yun Xunlan was somewhat troubled: “But I don’t have those worldly desires.”

 

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been single for over two thousand years—single in his previous life and single in this one too.

 

The system argued confidently: “That’s not a problem. It’s like your shared baby—between two people, it’s enough if one person has it. So if he has worldly desires, it’s as if you have them too. Nothing to worry about.”

 

Yun Xunlan fell into deep thought.

 

The system persuaded him: “How many online people can Yu Chen replace? Don’t you want to stop staying up all night searching for useful and useless insults from netizens?”

 

Yun Xunlan began to waver.

 

The system analyzed for him: “In my opinion, since Yu Chen wants to have sex with you, you might as well agree and just do it. Afterward, take on the responsibilities of an alpha and marry Yu Chen, giving him a home. This way, even if you don’t develop romantic love with Yu Chen, you can develop familial love. After you divorce in the future, you can then think about how to be brothers with him. With love, family, and friendship all working together, I don’t believe he could escape from our grasp.”

 

Yun Xunlan conceded: “You’re right. My time is precious and shouldn’t be wasted staying up all night online.”

 

Thinking that his susceptibility period would end tonight, Yun Xunlan found the matching gloves with the Comet-S7 logo, put them on, made an “OK” gesture, took a photo, and replied to Yu Chen.

 

He also paid great attention to detail, changing the heart emoji color from peaceful green to passionate red, which represented romance:

 

[Novice Fish Keeper: Sure, when would you like to? I’m free tonight. [Red Heart]]

 

Fuck, I’ve met my match—the kind who kills a thousand enemies but loses eight hundred of his own.

 

—This was Yu Chen’s first reaction upon seeing the “OK” gesture photo.

 

Damn, not just a match, I’ve encountered a devious online pervert!

 

—This is what Yu Chen’s initial thought transformed into after reading the text “Novice Fish Keeper” had sent.

 

The problem was, he had never posted photos of himself wearing gray shorts, white socks, or black suits and tight leather clothing online. Plus, his selfies never showed his face. How could he still attract the attention of an online pervert?

 

Was it because of the “military school student” tag on his profile?

 

This kind of “blessing” should have gone to Fu Yanxi—why did it come to him?

 

Yu Chen was completely bewildered.

 

To be honest, Yu Chen initially hadn’t connected the person who snatched his Comet-S7 with “Novice Fish Keeper,” until he discovered that “Novice Fish Keeper” had deleted the post with the Comet-S7 photo. What was that called?

 

A guilty conscience, a self-incrimination without being accused!

 

But the fact that “Novice Fish Keeper” could snatch the Comet-S7 before him and make the Semyu Company not dare to say a word proved this person had a significant background.

 

Perhaps very wealthy, perhaps very powerful, or possibly both. But regardless of which, it wasn’t suitable for Yu Chen to confront them directly at this point—especially after he discovered he couldn’t crack or trace “Novice Fish Keeper’s” IP address.

 

Being unable to trace and being unable to track are two completely different concepts.

 

The latter is due to insufficient ability, while the former is due to lack of authorization.

 

He had just become the Third Prince’s guard, and in a few days, it would be Yun Xunlan’s coming-of-age banquet. He and Pei Xingting had been waiting for this day for more than ten years. At such a crucial juncture, drawing the attention of a privileged figure like “Novice Fish Keeper” just to satisfy a momentary verbal victory was not a wise choice.

 

So Yu Chen deployed all his reserves of patience and civility, first using courtesy before force, and sent “Novice Fish Keeper” a very polite question mark. But “Novice Fish Keeper” replied with an infuriating question mark of his own.

 

Then he went on to ramble about various things, telling lies with more holes than a pair of perforated shoes.

 

Yu Chen had to borrow all his patience for the next ten years to restrain himself and continue asking “Novice Fish Keeper” if they knew each other. He had searched through his memory but couldn’t recall ever meeting such an alpha.

 

Now the mystery was solved—”Novice Fish Keeper” was a wild online pervert, no wonder he had no recollection of him.

 

This pervert also seemed to hold a high position with significant authority, able to make the Semyu Company obediently comply. Yu Chen couldn’t do anything about him at the moment.

 

However, Yu Chen had always believed in a saying: A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years.

 

Therefore, online he responded to “Novice Fish Keeper” with restraint, civility, and proper conduct to distance himself: [Blue: Have some self-respect, can you? I’m not gay.]

 

In reality, Yu Chen took screenshots of their conversation and reported “Novice Fish Keeper’s” account for obscenity and pornography. Although it probably wouldn’t be effective, Yu Chen still wanted to report him.

 

As for blocking—that was impossible. Wouldn’t blocking prove that he had lost? That he was upset? That he was triggered?

 

So not only would Yu Chen not block him, he would secretly save “Novice Fish Keeper’s” galactic web profile page. Once he was promoted to the rank of general and became an influential military figure in the Galactic Empire, he would come back to arrest and punish this lawless online pervert alpha!

 

Meanwhile, “Novice Fish Keeper,” unaware of the future trouble awaiting him, continued to provoke and add fuel to the fire: [Novice Fish Keeper: Did I misunderstand? Then what did you mean? I don’t understand. Translate it for me.]

 

Yu Chen cursed: “…Fuck this idiot.”

 

The two of them had written almost identical text, so how was it that his own message came across as polite, while “Novice Fish Keeper’s” seemed so punch-worthy?

 

Yu Chen felt he couldn’t wait to be promoted to general—he wanted to “do” him right now.

 

If Yun Xunlan had mind-reading abilities and could read Yu Chen’s thoughts, he would certainly tell Yu Chen: How exactly do you want to “do” me? I’ll cooperate if I can. Otherwise, all this guessing makes things difficult for both of us.

 

Unfortunately, Yun Xunlan didn’t have mind-reading abilities, so he could only sigh to the system: “Ah, we misunderstood his meaning.”

 

The system replied: “Yes, we should have asked him to translate what his middle finger gesture meant before responding. Now it seems you might need to create a new account and start over.”

 

“He’s not responding to me anymore.” Seeing that Yu Chen wasn’t replying, Yun Xunlan was extremely troubled. “Let me check if he’s blocked me. If not, perhaps we still have a chance.”

 

He sent Yu Chen a private message with the platform’s maximum red envelope of 200 star coins attached, and began “coaxing” him again: [Novice Fish Keeper: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to misinterpret your meaning. I’ve heard that eating sweets can improve one’s mood. Elianxia has released several new desserts recently that are very delicious. Let me treat you. Please don’t be angry, okay?]

 

Seeing that both the red envelope and private message were successfully sent, Yun Xunlan confirmed that Yu Chen hadn’t blocked him. However, Yu Chen didn’t accept the red envelope and still didn’t reply to his private message.

 

But Yu Chen had actually seen this private message.

 

It’s just that he didn’t need those 200 star coins, and he didn’t want to chat more with an online pervert, fearing it would taint his purity. After reading the message, he directly closed his light brain and picked up his luggage to return to the military department for assembly.

 

On the way, he made a stop at Elianxia.

 

This wasn’t because Yu Chen was following “Novice Fish Keeper’s” suggestion, but because he already loved sweets, and Elianxia was the most famous chain dessert shop on Imperial Star. Every time Yu Chen had leave, he would visit Elianxia and buy some cakes and desserts.

 

However, “Novice Fish Keeper’s” private message had indeed reminded Yu Chen, so when he left the Elianxia dessert shop, he bought all their new dessert items.

 

One of them was a light pink cake made in the shape of a rose cone—it was Elianxia’s new ice cream called “Lychee Rose,” which was extremely popular. Yu Chen had waited in line for a full twenty minutes to buy it, and the shop assistant told him he was very lucky because this item usually sold out quickly, with demand exceeding supply, making it often impossible to purchase.

 

But as Yu Chen examined it from all angles, he couldn’t see what made it so special, only feeling that its price was not cheap.

 

A single cone actually dared to sell for eighteen star coins! Was this robbery?

 

He wanted to taste just how delicious this thing really was.

 

Adhering to the principle that a tough alpha should never lick ice cream, Yu Chen chose to eat it in one bite.

 

He bit off the head of the small rose in one go, feeling it melt on his tongue—cold, cool, not particularly sweet, but very fragrant, just like its name: Lychee Rose.

 

The taste was indeed quite good overall, but far from what could be called delicious. How could it be in such high demand?

 

Yu Chen couldn’t understand.

 

He pressed his lips together firmly, the intertwined sweet fragrance of lychee and rose lingering on his tongue, persisting for a long time. Even after returning to the military department, Yu Chen still felt that his exhaled breath carried this scent. He wasn’t used to it and was preparing to drink a glass of water in the assembly hall to suppress the flavor when, just as he raised the glass, someone walking toward him bumped into him, spilling the water.

 

Yu Chen’s gaze instantly darkened, those deep blue eyes that seemed infused with ice shards becoming even colder, matching his voice which held little warmth: “Fu Yanxi, when did you go blind? Can’t you watch where you’re going?”

 

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