Lin Li had imagined many 'requirents' and was prepared to pay so price, but he never expected to hear such content.
What was this? Selection criteria for Outstanding Leech of the Year?
"Rule sixty-seven: After finishing, if the lady doesn't leave imdiately, gently praise her."
"Rule seventy-four: Don't engage in any filming or other trace-leaving behavior during consumption."
"Rule eighty-seven..."
Song Luping was still seriously delivering his output.
How were there still more... Master, please stop reciting. His head was getting dizzy just listening. What were those first dozens of rules again?
Although his mory had improved by 100%, he hadn't reached the level of never forgetting what he heard.
Even the "Nansang Student Code" wasn't this complex.
Lin Li had a bit of a headache.
"That's roughly these asly one hundred and three rules. If I've missed anything and think of sothing else, I'll add more. Little Fan, did you rember them all?" Song Luping finally stopped talking. Being sowhat thirsty from all the speaking, he picked up the bottle on the table and took another gulp before asking.
Lin Li really wanted to nod, but was afraid Song Luping would actually test him, so he could only honestly shake his head, "Sorry, bro. Too long—I didn't rember everything."
"Normal. No one could rember everything at once. I'll also organize these rules and send them to you later. The purpose of briefly going through them now is just to ask—after listening, is there anything you absolutely can't accept? This is very important." Song Luping waved his hand unconcernedly, then looked at Lin Li seriously.
"No." He wasn't really looking for pleasure demons anyway. These rules had nothing to do with him—what was there not to agree to?
Even if Song Luping said to only pay money without touching anything as charity, Lin Li could agree.
"Good! Very good! I really didn't misjudge you!" Song Luping was sowhat excited, then cald down and nodded approvingly:
"Little Fan, rember—prostitution is an art, prostitution has its way. If we're going to do it, we must be the most noble leeches! Never beco like those disgusting, corrupt middle-aged n and yellow-haired guys, going with the flow. They only consider themselves and never think about this industry's future and developnt. Only through sustainable fishing can we have aning for existence and earn people's respect. Can you understand?"
"Completely understandable!" Lin Li looked as if seeing a beautiful scene, his eyes full of hope.
—Completely incomprehensible.
Even thinking with his little head, he couldn't resonate with Song Luping.
This damn guy had really prostituted himself stupid.
But Lin Li could see that Song Luping considered him the sa type, which was why he was so excited. The art and prostitution king stuff were probably all his own fantasies.
He'd cooperate a little—after all, his goal could be achieved.
"I knew you'd agree. Since you've promised, I'll share everything I have with you for free as agreed. After going ho tonight, I'll start compiling docunts and information, though this needs so ti. Because there are so shops I haven't patronized for a long ti, and I don't know if they're still open. If I provide you false information, that would be irresponsible to you—I won't allow myself to do that. So I might be busy these few days, working overti to investigate. Anyway, you still have school, so you shouldn't be urgent about these few days, right? By the weekend, I'll first send you the initial version of the Xiling chicken-eating map. After I have updates later, I'll send you the final version. Then the sky will be high and sea wide—fly as you wish!"
Song Luping's words were full of sincerity. He reached out, rubbed his waist, and made an impassioned speech:
"Old buddy, let us fight a few more days! To open paths for newcors!"
"Of course no problem," Lin Li was sowhat moved by these words, tears welling in his eyes: "But bro, you're already so depleted, and you still want to work overti exploring shops these few days? What about your body? And didn't you say you have no salary..."
He was already this depleted now. Next ti they t, if only five pounds remained including the box, how could he complete the mission?
Did the shores of Naihe Bridge count as turning back to shore?
Or could sending ashes to the Demon Suppression Bureau complete the mission?
If not, Master, please wait until your disciple backstabs you before dying.
"First, this isn't depletion—I just put on Western decadent makeup, personal preference." The excited Song Luping suddenly emphasized seriously and firmly.
n's self-esteem in this area was indeed extraordinarily strong.
Lin Li smiled. Whatever you say it is.
After nodding, Song Luping then said proudly:
"Second, regarding money, I indeed have no money for food, but I still have money for foot washing. Don't worry."
Lin Li: "..."
Outrageous consumption philosophy.
The 90% content was still rising—so looking for pleasure demons had higher priority than eating.
He really had found the right person in Song Luping. He was right—in this area, there probably wasn't anyone more suitable in Xiling Town.
"Finally, taking ten thousand steps back, for you, what does it matter if my body gets hurt a little? My newly bought dicine has arrived. With it burning my last potential, I can definitely hold on until the day you beco Xiling's Prostitution King. At that ti, witnessing all this, I'll happily choose to exit, contentedly passing the crown to your head. I believe that day won't be far off. Bufan, do you know that in most chicken farms in Xiling Town, ntioning my na gets you a 5% discount?"
Lin Li had been fake-shocked before, but now he was truly shocked.
Just how old a custor would you have to be to get this kind of treatnt? Lin Li suddenly felt it was quite normal for Song Luping to be completely spent at this age.
But Song Luping wasn't bragging. He looked at Lin Li expectantly: "But I hope that one day, Xiling will echo with legends belonging only to you—the student surpassing the teacher! At that ti, when the village won bully for being soft and powerless, and I call out your na, they'll be shocked and loudly tell —so you're soone Mr. Bai Bufan introduced? Then we have a 10% discount! The world will eventually know: If heaven didn't birth you, Bai Bufan, the prostitution way would be like eternal night!"
Song Luping looked at Lin Li like a kind elder, his eyes full of high expectations.
The idiom 'hoping one's disciple becos a prostitute' was given concrete form at this mont.
Lin Li gritted his teeth, nodded emotionally, while fiercely pinching his thigh with his hand, reminding himself never to break character.
Damn mouth, don't laugh! Quickly think of the saddest things recently!
His decision to use Bai Bufan's na was absolutely correct.
The image of his haircut from last month flooded his mind—great, he didn't want to laugh anymore. He was saved.
Not only did he not want to laugh anymore, Lin Li's eyes even gained a trace of sadness, finally allowing him to cooperate and respond emotionally to Song Luping: "Brother Ping, I'll work hard to achieve this. You hold on."
Song Luping, who thought he'd t a kindred spirit, was indescribably happy and excited to receive such an answer.
Before, when he talked about these concepts and theories with fellow leeches, they all called him a super incredibly huge idiot. But Bai Bufan was indeed different—he recognized him! He was the sa type of person!
A scholar dies for his confidant.
And he, Song Luping, was willing to be depleted for his confidant.
The road to the throne was always covered with thorns.
He had originally wanted to ascend the throne himself, but helplessly realized he didn't have the ability.
Now Bai Bufan had co.
Then he was willing to open the path for him, to cut through thorns and brambles!
I, Song Luping, will be the man behind the future Leech King! Always silently supporting him!
This was... inheritance!
(End of Chapter)
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