Dong Xin hurried back with the dical kit in hand, looking at Li Feng’s sowhat ferocious face, she expressed her concern, "Are you sure we don’t need to go to the hospital?"
"It’s just so superficial skin wounds," Li Feng said, turning his gaze towards Dong Xin’s dangling arm, "Besides, you forgot, I know a bit of dicine too."
"Doesn’t it hurt?"
Li Feng took hold of Dong Xin’s dislocated arm. Dong Xin shook her head slightly, "It was quite painful before, but now it doesn’t feel like anything."
"You must think I’m quite the tomboy, huh!"
Dong Xin suddenly blurted out. The words of the dancer she had fought with earlier had made an impact on her. In the past, Dong Xin wouldn’t have cared what the dancer said; she liked having muscles, she liked that sense of security.
But now, suddenly finding that there was a man she could depend on, she felt insecure. Would a man really like a muscular woman?
"Yes, a little bit."
Li Feng replied bluntly.
Biting her lip, Dong Xin looked on as Li Feng lifted her chin with his hand, "What are you thinking about? You are you, what that dancer said is just her opinion—it doesn’t represent ."
"I think you’re great the way you are, but sotis you need to learn to be coquettish. Otherwise, how can I take care of you if you’re always so strong? "
Li Feng watched as Dong Xin looked down, lost in thought, and took the opportunity to press his hands on her arm and shoulder when she was caught off guard.
Crack crack.
"Ah!"
Dong Xin yelped in pain, her previous train of thought shattered, and she looked up at Li Feng, who had launched a surprise move, biting down on her teeth.
"Move it around, does it still hurt?"
Dong Xin moved her arm slightly and, as expected, it was as good as new—more professional than old orthopedic doctors at hospitals: "Couldn’t you have warned ? It really hurts."
Dong Xin swung a punch at Li Feng’s chest.
Li Feng clutched his chest and staggered back half a step, leaning against the edge of the ring, feigning a pained expression. Seeing this, Dong Xin panicked.
"Are you okay, I didn’t hit that hard."
Li Feng looked at the flustered Dong Xin, and pulled her into his embrace, "From now on, I’ll protect you."
Dong Xin lay rigidly in Li Feng’s arms, her stiff body suddenly softening. As a woman, who wouldn’t want to be protected?
But Dong Xin ca from one of the Eight Families, the Dong Family, where her marriage had been arranged by the family. She could not decide for herself and was married off to the Bai Family as a bargaining chip. When her husband died in a car accident, she was blad by her in-laws as a jinx and chased out of the house.
And the Dong Family, her birth family, didn’t want to take back their married-off daughter either. From then on, Dong Xin learned a lesson: you can’t rely on anyone but yourself.
That’s why she started the Boxing Club, why she began training in boxing and building up her muscles—to make herself stronger.
"Thank you, Li Feng."
Dong Xin extended her hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes and pulled away from Li Feng, "Now it’s my turn to treat your wounds." Dong Xin opened the dical kit after speaking.
"Ouch, be gentle."
"Didn’t you just say it’s only a minor skin injury? Why are you yelling so loudly?"
"It hurts."
"I’m not even crying out in pain, what are you, a grown man, crying out for?"
Dong Xin, holding an alcohol swab, was wiping the wound on Li Feng’s face, when a Dragon Guard bodyguard walked over, looked at the two of them flirting, and wisely chose not to dampen the mood.
Dong Xin, with keen perception, noticed the bodyguard and said, "I’m going to change and put on so fresh clothes."
Li Feng watched Dong Xin turn to leave, and then the bodyguard approached.
"Did he say anything?"
The bodyguard humd in acknowledgnt, "He did, the company they belong to is called ’Death God Online.’"
"’Death God Online’?"
"Yes, I’ve already looked into this company, it really does exist. It’s a small ga developnt company, and they’ve only released one ga publicly, nad ’Death God Online.’"
"But according to what this crow said, this ’Death God Online’ ga is actually an assassin platform, with players entering the ga falling into two categories: either employers who want to kill soone or assassins looking to make money."
"Oh, that’s kind of interesting."
Li Feng walked towards the n’s bathroom, eyeing the sowhat miserable crow, "How did you find out about this ’Death God Online’ platform, and how do you match transactions and form teams?"
"Also, can you recharge in this ga, or are there other channels?"
Li Feng bombarded him with a series of questions.
The crow’s ntal defenses had completely collapsed by then, so he no longer resisted and spilled all the information he knew.
"’Death God Online’ is a mobile ga that has risen to popularity in the last two years. As for how I got into this ga, it was entirely through a friend’s recomndation. The ga has a dark aesthetic, with only three roles available: employer, Death God, and Reaper. The employer issues tasks, the Death God is the ’Brainpower’ who devises plans, and the Reaper is the person responsible for carrying out the actions in reality."
"The pathways for these three roles are different. After entering the ga, you need to choose your role and then start playing."
"As you advance to a certain point in the ga and pass certain stages, the ga will issue special tasks for you to complete, so of which even need to be carried out in reality."
"I’ve played all three roles in the ga, but being the employer is expensive as it involves completing tasks that require money, so I quickly gave up on that. My friend told this ga could make money, which is why I played it."
"After that, I chose the Death God role, but this role leans more towards intellectual tasks, testing your IQ and logic, presenting many puzzling cases for you to solve, akin to detective level-breaking gas. I only played a few levels before I gave up."
"The last role, the Reaper, is different from the other two. The main task line involves you doing so physically demanding work, starting with things like moving bricks, later progressing to fighting thugs and gangsters."
"And once you’ve completed enough tasks and gotten a taste for the rewards, you’ll receive so red special tasks with high rewards. And you probably know what this red special task entails."
"They get you to kill people!" Li Feng said.
The crow nodded, "Right, the ga tells you how to do it, like driving a car into soone, or doing so bizarre, unusual tasks. When you beco a seasoned player, you’ll get direct assassination missions like the one today."
"Do you players know each other well?"
The crow shook his head.
"Task team formation is random; you review the task requirents and only sign up if you et the conditions, then you’re grouped into teams. Team mbers use aliases and don’t really know one another. Plus, with illegal activities like these, nobody wants to be known by others, so during each task, we don’t talk much."
Li Feng glanced at the crow and didn’t ask anything more. The mystery was all in this ga called ’Death God Online.’
This crow didn’t know much.
PS: Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day celebration, Yun Yi wishes everyone a happy holiday.
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