The System is Abstract, Luckily, So Am I Chapter 53 : Perhaps He Really Can Become the King of This P

Lin Li was really cursing.

Every sentence ca from the heart.

Anyway, if these really ca true, it wouldn't matter. The last two things coming true would actually be good.

He'd just treat Song Luping like a wishing well turtle.

"Good, well cursed!" Song Luping gave a very approving thumbs up, but then shook his head. "Little Fan, you're still too restrained. You good students are so refined—why not just make it so he can't get it up at all! That's more like it. What's the point of only half-asures?"

That wouldn't work. One thing at a ti.

It was useless now, but couldn't be without it.

"No no no, Brother Ping, you don't understand. I think being half-functional is the most painful—stuck in the middle, neither up nor down. That's the most vicious curse." Lin Li explained.

Song Luping thought carefully, then his expression darkened. He sighed, "What you're saying is really right. You're truly ruthless—not completely dead but unsalvageable. That is indeed painful. Sigh~"

Lin Li lowered his head to control his laughter.

Friendly fire.

"We need to make him suffer! Don't let know who reported it. If he dares appear in front of , I'll grab a knife and turn him into a human pig, then pour chili water and essential oil down there! Then sprinkle itching powder on his back!" Song Luping adjusted his mood and said viciously.

Hiss—

As the person involved, Lin Li felt his phantom limb starting to hurt. He was now even more certain that his decision to hide his identity was correct.

"Bro, really?" Lin Li asked weakly.

"I often kill people. What do you think?" Song Luping sneered.

Lin Li examined the other's ntal state and felt he was the type who'd been so excessive that ants could shoulder-throw him when he went out, or farting would propel him a thousand ters forward by jet propulsion from the reaction force.

He seriously doubted that even without his enhanced right hand, he could fight this guy.

So Lin Li's expression beca very hard to evaluate.

"You don't believe ?" Seemingly reading Lin Li's expression, Song Luping got anxious.

"Uh, I believe you." Lin Li decided to comfort him. Maybe the guy killed through technique.

"I know you still don't believe . Let prove it to you." Song Luping sighed.

Lin Li: "?"

How could he prove this? Randomly select a lucky audience mber in the barbecue restaurant to kill?

Bro, I'm leaving first. Don't splash blood on .

Song Luping gathered his qi to his dantian, picked up chopsticks as weapons, and under Lin Li's guarded gaze, cleared his throat: "Chili/fried\at/noodles!"

Lin Li was stunned for a mont, then vigorously gave a thumbs up: "Bro, now I believe you're from Changsha!"

"Believe now." Song Luping nodded sowhat proudly, but then said dejectedly: "Where would I have the guts to actually kill soone? Even if that bastard really stood in front of , I'd have to assess the situation first. If he looked strong, I'd pretend nothing happened. If he looked weak, I'd threaten him harshly. Little Fan, you haven't entered society yet—rember this process of mine. A real man should be able to bend and stretch."

The worst defamation of "real man" ever, Lin Li silently complained internally.

At this point, the barbecue was gradually arriving, so they started eating for a while.

"Brother Ping, I have sothing I want to ask you. I wonder if you can help ." After eating a sowhat gay lamb skewer, Lin Li decided to steer the conversation to the main topic.

"What is it? Tell first." Song Luping wasn't surprised at all by Lin Li's sudden statent.

On the contrary, if Lin Li was purely just treating him to a al, he'd be suspicious and unable to figure out Lin Li's intentions. Now that he had a request, Song Luping would only eat more at ease.

Of course, Song Luping, well-versed in social ways, would never rashly make any promises. He'd listen to what Lin Li wanted to say first.

"Bro, now that Light Earl has been swept clean and closed, if I still want to eat chicken now, where should I go in Xiling Town? Do you have any recomndations?" Lin Li lowered his voice again and asked.

He couldn't find these places because he was an outsider, but Song Luping in front of him was different. He looked like an old leech, like a big expert in the chicken industry who could help him.

The system wouldn't tell him, but this guy could.

Otherwise, why would Lin Li be so excited to see him?

Song Luping was stunned upon hearing this. His chopsticks didn't grip properly, and the at heading to his mouth fell on the table.

After several seconds, he seed to finally realize what he'd heard and said in shock: "Little Fan, you just got arrested and now you're planning to explore shops again?"

"Can't help it. At this age, the addiction is pretty strong. Plus last ti barely got started before it ended, making it even more uncomfortable. I don't want to either." Lin Li put on an embarrassed expression, scratching his head.

"Aren't you afraid of getting arrested again?"

"Well, I'm at this age now, right? I have a buff, there's a protection chanism. Even if I get arrested, they'll just lecture and then I can co out. If I don't take advantage now, when I turn eighteen in a few months, it'll be too late to regret." Lin Li analyzed logically and convincingly.

"That's true... no wait! What about your family? They should be mortified this ti and have scolded you harshly, right? If they find out you get arrested again imdiately, even if they resort to violence, outsiders would probably understand and even praise them for beating you well. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

Song Luping asked sincerely. When he was arrested as an adult and his family found out, it was a tragic sight. How much worse for a minor?

"My mom works outside. It's just my dad at ho. He's very understanding and lets do as I please. If anything happens, he'll handle it." Since he'd been quite targeted when cursing the 'informant' earlier, Lin Li casually made up family information.

He couldn't tell the truth anyway.

"Damn, your dad is incredible." Song Luping was sowhat surprised and gave a thumbs up.

Eh?

Lin Li frowned. This sounded strange—he seed to have beco part of a hell joke.

"Anyway, that's the situation. I have no worries. But Brother Ping, I really don't understand Xiling's chicken industry. I only knew about Light Earl before, and even that was told to by an outsider. Now that Light Earl is gone, I suddenly have nowhere to go. But I really can't suppress the desire and need in my heart. I urgently want to again… I think Brother Ping, your experience in this area should be much richer than mine. So, bro, can you tell about so other chicken farms in Xiling?"

Lin Li crossed his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, looked at Song Luping with sincere eyes, and expressed his wish.

"Really planning to go? Not joking?" Song Luping was silent, then spoke after a mont.

"Really planning to go, not joking." Lin Li nodded.

"You really like being a leech?"

"Mm."

"Do you really love this industry? Even risking getting arrested again?"

"...Mm."

They began a nutritionless Q&A session.

Lin Li naturally answered according to the mindset of being controlled by hormones, though so of Song Luping's questions really made him unable to keep a straight face.

Bro, can't you just tell a few random addresses?

Was he now examining his qualifications?

After the questions, Song Luping was silent.

He felt he deeply loved this industry and prided himself as one of the Twenty-Eight Star Leeches, but at this mont, he felt his position would soon be replaced.

The waves behind in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead; the front waves die on the beach.

He was already old.

From what he could see now, Bai Bufan's obsession with this industry seed no less than his own in the past. If it were him... he might really be able to do it!

Song Luping was silent. Lin Li didn't rush him and waited quietly.

Finally, Song Luping spoke. Under Lin Li's expectant gaze, he sighed:

"Perhaps you really can beco the Prostitution King."

Lin Li: "?"

Is this what I wanted to hear?

(End of Chapter)

Wishing well turtle - Making wishes to a turtle in a wishing well

Changsha dialect - Song Luping demonstrates his Changsha origins through pronunciation

"Chili fried at noodles" - Said in Changsha dialect to prove his identity