Chapter 86.2 Unique game (4)
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After finishing their meal, everyone went home to rest.
Luo Shanyu held onto Lin Yan, not letting him leave. He said that the two brothers hadn’t seen each other in years and how could they not have a few drinks and catch up.
If it were before, Lin Yan would have definitely agreed. But now, he keenly felt that Luo Shanyu’s gaze was a little off. Being looked at like that sent a chill down his spine. So he quietly declined, saying it was too late today, and suggested meeting another day.
Luo Shanyu: “Another day? Well, that’s not impossible.”
Lin Yan: “?” When did Luo Shanyu learn to make lewd jokes?
Mr. Li couldn’t possibly let Lin Yan walk into the lion’s den. He immediately squeezed between the two of them, forcefully separating them. Ignoring Luo Shanyu’s murderous gaze, he cajoled Lin Yan, “Baby, let’s go back. It’s getting late, and there are some strange and perverted people out there.”
Luo Shanyu’s voice turned sinister. “Lin Yan, is there something wrong with this creature’s mind? Why is he randomly calling someone ‘baby’?”
Lin Yan had never encountered such a situation before. In his entire life, he had never even been in a relationship, let alone faced this kind of battlefield. He felt dazed, and the worst part was that he couldn’t escape. His hand was held by someone, as if he was about to be dragged onto the execution ground.
Lin Zhaohe sat happily beside Zhuang Lao, watching the spectacle. He cracked open sunflower seeds while remarking how exciting it was. He realized that the romance plotline, which was absent in the original work, was waiting right here. If Luo Shanyu’s secret admiration for Lin Yan had been written by Lu Feihe it would probably have been rejected by male readers before Lin Yan even made a move.
“Who do you think will win?” Lin Zhaohe spat out a sunflower seed shell.
“Mr. Li, I suppose,” analyzed Zhuang Lao. “It’s not easy to make a move when you’re too close.”
Lin Zhaohe glanced at Zhuang Lao and said, “It’s not necessarily true that you can’t make a move when you’re too close.”
Zhuang Lao, of course, understood that Lin Zhaohe was referring to the two of them. He smirked and gently nibbled Lin Zhaohe’s furry ear, causing Lin Zhaohe’s body to tremble uncontrollably. Satisfied, Zhuang Lao pulled Lin Zhaohe into his embrace and whispered, “Are we close enough?”
Lin Zhaohe’s mind was clouded by the sensation of being nibbled. His ear had become his biggest weakness. He replied, “Boss, isn’t Qi Mola still unconscious? When will my ear retract back?”
Zhuang Lao blinked and replied, “Don’t the witches take one or two years to recover?”
Lin Zhaohe’s eyed widened his eyes. “Do I have to keep my ear on my head for one or two years?”
Zhuang Lao said, “It’s quite adorable.” He leaned in closer to Lin Zhaohe’s ear and whispered a few words. In the next moment, Lin Zhaohe’s cheeks visibly turned bright red, and he stumbled over his words, unable to speak a single word. He never expected that the seemingly serious Zhuang Lao would say such provocative words.
The atmosphere throughout the entire dinner was filled with playful banter and flirtation.
However, Lin Yan clearly couldn’t appreciate this kind of atmosphere and was almost driven crazy by it. He started speaking nonsense, suggesting that they go ask the other Lin Yan if he had any such desires.
This proposal was unanimously rejected, as neither Mr. Li nor Luo Shanyu had any interest in that other Lin Yan.
In the end, they decided to accompany Lin Yan home together, not giving each other any opportunity to take advantage. Lin Zhaohe couldn’t help but burst into laughter at Lin Yan’s hopeless expression.
Even when lying in bed at night, he would occasionally think of this incident and burst into laughter.
Originally, Zhuang Lao intended to stay and rest at Lin Zhaohe’s place. However, due to Lin Zhaohe’s small house and the lurking presence of Little Red Square, they couldn’t do the things they wanted to do. Additionally, Zhuang Lao had some matters to attend to at work, so he left early, leaving Lin Zhaohe alone, lying in his warm blankets, feeling drowsy.
The television was on, and the news channel was extensively reporting on matters related to online gaming.
Just a moment ago, the advertisements were praising how fun the game was, showcasing its exquisite graphics and immense popularity. But in the next moment, the host’s face turned serious as they reported that, according to expert studies, the game, once integrated, would cause irreversible catastrophic destruction to the human world. They urged everyone to resist the game.
Then, a middle-aged man wearing glasses appeared on screen, his face solemn. He reminded everyone of the Lin Yan incident, in which thousands of people died. He claimed that it served as a warning with their lives about the uncontrollable nature of the two-dimensional world.
Lin Zhaohe wondered in confusion why that person looked so familiar.
Then, he saw this middle-aged man say, “So you all think I look like an expert, huh? Well, actually, I’m the antagonist!” After speaking, he flipped the table, causing chaos in the live broadcast. The channel quickly switched to playing advertisements.
Lin Zhaohe: “……” he remembered now. This person was indeed a famous antagonist. He had disguised himself with the black-framed glasses among the protagonist’s group for a long time before his true identity was revealed. He then became a popular antagonist, gaining a large fanbase.
Lin Zhaohe couldn’t quite understand what was going through the minds of these two-dimensional enthusiasts. Were they simply seeking entertainment?
He changed the channel, but the topic was still about the game. The entire world’s attention was focused on it during this period. Supporters and opponents were sharply divided, splitting the world into two halves.
Despite the warm temperature in his bed, which should have induced a deep sleep, Lin Zhaohe found himself somewhat restless.
Lying in bed, he stared at the ceiling above, his mind consumed by the words spoken by Shi Zhongyi during the day. Zhuang Lao’s identity remained an enigma. Who was he, and how did he know about the God Creation Plan?
Since their first encounter, Lin Zhaohe had been filled with mysteries about Zhuang Lao. His formidable power and mysterious background left Lin Zhaohe clueless.
“Knock, knock, knock.” Just as he was about to fall asleep, someone knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” It was already late at night. Lin Zhaohe couldn’t imagine who would be visiting at this hour.
“It’s me,” came Lin Yan’s voice.
“What’s the matter? Why are you here so late?” Lin Zhaohe climbed out of bed and walked to the door, where he saw Lin Yan standing to the side, his face concealed in the shadows.
Lin Zhaohe’s initial intention to turn the doorknob halted abruptly. Although he couldn’t see Lin Yan’s face clearly, he had a strange sensation that this person in front of him wasn’t the amiable Lin Yan he knew.
Instead, it was the other one.
“You…” Lin Zhaohe immediately became alert. “What are you here for?”
“I have some business,” Lin Yan didn’t expect Lin Zhaohe to recognize him through the peephole. “You can tell it’s me?” He had even made some effort to disguise his face.
Lin Zhaohe: “I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes.”
“Open the door,” Lin Yan said, “I don’t want to break down your door.” With his strength, tearing down the door would be effortless. However, he didn’t want to create too much commotion, so he spoke in a conciliatory tone to Lin Zhaohe.
Lin Zhaohe took out his phone, intending to send a message to Zhuang Lao, but then he heard Lin Yan casually say, “I’ve cut off your internet connection, and I brought a signal jammer. You won’t be able to contact anyone else.”
Lin Zhaohe: “……” It seemed that this Lin Yan had come prepared.
After a moment of hesitation, Lin Zhaohe opened the door.
A gust of cold wind rushed into the room as Lin Yan, wearing a windbreaker, entered expressionlessly. His gaze swept over Lin Zhaohe for a moment before he said, “You live in a place like this?”
Lin Zhaohe was puzzled. “Where else would I live?” He was just an ordinary employee. Did Lin Yan expect him to live in a palace?
“I thought you would at least live in a mansion,” Lin Yan said. “Do you have something to drink?”
“Tea? Or coffee?” Lin Zhaohe asked.
“Tea, please,” Lin Yan replied. “I’m allergic to coffee.”
Lin Zhaohe heated water in the kitchen to make tea while his mind raced, trying to figure out the purpose of Lin Yan’s visit. Before he could come up with a reasonable explanation, Lin Yan had already walked up behind him.
“What are you gonna do?” Lin Zhaohe instantly became alert.
“Relax,” Lin Yan shrugged. “I just want to have a chat with you. Besides, I’m not necessarily capable of defeating you.”
The moves and techniques Lin Yan used during their previous battle were still fresh in Lin Zhaohe’s memory. His wounds hadn’t fully healed yet, so he had no intention of getting into another fight with Lin Yan.
Hearing his words, Lin Zhaohe reluctantly eased his guard.
As the boiling water infused the tea leaves, the green leaves gracefully unfolded into beautiful shapes in the glass cup. Lin Zhaohe handed the cup to Lin Yan, who accepted it and took a sip. “Familiar taste.”
Lin Zhaohe asked, “Familiar? Have you ever tasted tea brewed by me?”
“Perhaps,” Lin Yan casually replied, “Are you also searching for the ‘Earth Online’ server?”
“You’re right, do you have any clues then?” Lin Zhaohe said.
“I do have clues, but I can’t handle them alone, so I thought of collaborating with you.”
“Clues? Do you know where the server is?”
“Hmm,” Lin Yan nodded.
“Then tell me quickly, I’ll inform Zhuang Lao, and we can go together.”
Lin Yan’s expression turned a bit strange, and he asked, “Do you trust Zhuang Lao that much?”
“Why wouldn’t I trust him?”
“Have you ever considered that he is the mastermind behind all this?”
Lin Zhaohe felt that Lin Yan was talking nonsense. Zhuang Lao was clearly working with them to save the world…
“You really don’t know anything,” Lin Yan said, propping up his chin and looking at Lin Zhaohe with a mocking gaze. It was a strange look, filled with pity and sympathy. “Have you played that online game?”
Lin Zhaohe shook his head.
“Then I suggest you give it a try,” Lin Yan said. “Once you reach level ten, you’ll understand what I’m talking about.”
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