1167: Chapter 545: Gifts from God, Prelude to Pollution, 1167: Chapter 545: Gifts from God, Prelude to Pollution, The bedroom lights were off, with only one monitor glowing bright.
On the screen was a certain soul-series ga, its dark-toned imagery—either deep red or black scenes—casting the entire bedroom into pitch darkness, giving off the vibe of so sinister underground dungeon.
Smoke twirled and swirled, choking the throat with its sharp sting.
Boom-crack!
Boom-crack!
A mix of eerie wind BGM, the sounds of cold weapons slicing through monsters, and the creatures’ agonizing screams altogether spawned a disturbing, ghastly atmosphere.
The room was full of people, all intensely focused on the monitor, watching a guy navigating his character through the dungeon.
When Fang Mingyuan walked in, everyone suddenly turned their heads, annoyance clear in their stares, as if resenting him for interrupting their precious gaming ti.
“Holy shit!”
Even after just experiencing the Luoyang Seven Towns, Fang Mingyuan couldn’t help but be startled by their appearance.
The light reflecting off the monitor onto their faces, combined with the heavy secondhand smoke, made it seem as if a gathering of monsters was taking place.
These students looked haggard, their eyes bloodshot as though they’d been on consecutive all-nighters for seven or eight days.
Fang Mingyuan even wondered if they’d keep on like this until they dropped dead on the spot.
“I’m not hungry, you go ahead!”
After saying so, Xu Daguan shoved Fang Mingyuan, urging him to leave quickly, ready to close the door.
Holding him up from watching the ga,
That’s just unforgivable!
“No, wait, you’re in this state and still watching?”
Fang Mingyuan was speechless.
Xu Daguan looked rough, his hair a complete ss, with a big chunk of eye booger at the corner of his eye: “And you’re live streaming like this?”
“Can you stop nagging?”
Xu Daguan complained, pounding the door hard.
Bang!
Bang!
Live streaming?
Nothing beats the thrill of playing the ga!
If it were half a month earlier, Fang Mingyuan would not have paid any attention to such behavior, which simply fell under gaming addiction; even he himself had been imrsed in gas every day for a period during high school.
But since returning from the Luoyang Seven Towns, although he didn’t beco a God Hunter, Fang Mingyuan’s perspectives had inevitably broadened.
“Could it be rule contamination?”
Fang Mingyuan glanced around the dormitory, his gaze quickly settling on the PS5.
Sony’s gaming console had been on the market for many years and continued to be a bestseller.
No issues there!
Fang Mingyuan turned to the screen, curious about the type of ga they were playing, but within just a few minutes, he was captivated by the image of a female character swinging a massive sword while clad in bikini armor.
“Aren’t you supposed to be going for dinner?”
Xu Daguan prodded, urging Fang Mingyuan to get the hell out.
“Not hungry!”
Fang Mingyuan casually shut the door and squeezed forward: “Looks fun, let have a go!”
“Get in line!”
“I’m next!”
“Stop cramming more people into the dorm!”
The crowd complained, all eagerly awaiting their turn.
…
After class, Gu Qingxiang lingered in the office for a while before heading ho.
Before she knew Lin Baici, Gu Qingxiang’s life had been routine and her daily schedule incredibly regular.
After eting him, although there weren’t any changes to her life, certain aspects felt different.
During the day, Gu Qingxiang would often think about whether Lin Baici was attentively attending classes and felt like going to the teaching building to supervise him.
In the evenings, while shopping for groceries, she would cook an extra dish or two, worrying that Lin Baici might co over and find the dinner she prepared insufficiently lavish or not to his taste.
Even at night, she occasionally started to have insomnia.
Gu Qingxiang thought that once Lin Baici left for a while, her situation would improve and return to normal.
But recently, over the past half-month, since Lin Baici had to deal with family matters and was away, her life had reverted to its old rhythms.
Yet she felt as if sothing was missing.
The familiar scents of soy milk and fried dough in the morning alley no longer slled appealing.
She had always felt that university students embodied youthful vigor, every young face etched with hope; it was this feeling that had led her to beco a student counselor.
But now, she was quite put off.
Disgusted with these university students,
Disgusted with the flowers and grass of this campus.
She locked the office door, exited the campus, and strode back to her residential area…
Gu Qingxiang subconsciously pulled out her phone,
No calls, no ssages!
Sowhat annoyed!
Just as Gu Qingxiang entered her housing complex, a cheerful-looking woman in her fifties hurried over to her with a big smile.
“Teacher Gu, hello!”
The woman bead with a radiant smile: “I live in Building 6, and I see you commuting alone every day.
Don’t you find it lonely?”
“Not lonely!”
Gu Qingxiang frowned slightly, not catching the woman’s drift.
“How can it not be lonely?
Nowadays, young people start dating as early as high school!”
The woman scrutinized Gu Qingxiang.
A thick cotton long dress that covered down to her ankles, on her feet a pair of sports shoes, and her upper body donned a light down jacket.
Her long hair was tied into a lengthy plait that trailed down her back.
Such baggy clothes didn’t show off her figure, and paired with a pair of black-rimd glasses, they made Gu Qingxiang appear dowdy, almost like a village girl.
But the woman’s eyes were sharp.
This woman had a perky behind, her chest didn’t seem large, but without clothes, it would surely be a sight capable of blowing a man’s mind and more than enough to feed a child.
Of course, these were all plus points; what mattered most was that this woman seed ek and llow, easily manageable, definitely a wife material capable of both supporting a husband and teaching children.
Moreover, the woman had inquired and found out that Gu Qingxiang was a counselor at Haijing Polytechnic,
A stable job resistant to drought and flood!
“Excuse , I have to go ho to cook!”
Feeling uncomfortable being sized up, Gu Qingxiang wanted to leave.
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