Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution - Chapter 265
- Home
- Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution
- Chapter 265 - Is This the Daily Life of a Professional Player?
“Holy shit, three Rolls-Royces! Who’s coming with such a flashy entrance?”
A crowd gathered at the base of Building 22 in the Longze International complex, gawking at the trio of luxury vehicles parked out front. Gasps of surprise echoed through the onlookers.
Although Longcheng International was a high-end neighborhood, not a single resident could afford a Rolls-Royce.
Besides, Tianhai City wasn’t some major provincial capital. Where would they ever lay eyes on such opulent rides?
Yet now, not just one, but three of these beasts lounged right before them!
“Hey, check out that logo on top! It’s like an ancient ‘water’ character split by a mountain. Feels kinda familiar…”
“Familiar my ass, that’s the emblem of the Shanhe Club!”
“No fucking way! Shanhe Club’s team actually rolled up to Tianhai City?”
Hearing this, many remained skeptical, but some went crazy with excitement.
“Yun Xiang! Is my goddess Yun Xiang in there?”
“Fist Sage, the Legendary God! Fist Sage has blessed Tianhai City with his presence! Heavens above!”
“You all keep swooning over Yun Xiang, but I’m all about that dreamy Yun Long, the eldest senior brother! I wonder if he’s graced us with his presence too!”
Outside the vehicles, fans swarmed in a frenzied uproar, pounding on the car bodies, leaving those inside squirming in discomfort.
“Apologies, Master. I messed up. Forgot to remove the car emblems.” Among the nine disciples, only Yun Long, the most senior, and Fist Sage shared a vehicle.
Witnessing the chaos outside, Yun Long was drowning in regret.
“Apologies won’t solve this situation.” Eyes shut, Fist Sage maintained his zen-like calm in the backseat.
“Understood.” Yun Long swiftly grabbed the walkie-talkie and barked orders at the eight brothers in the other two cars.
“Yun Hu, bring a few of the boys and get out there. Do whatever it takes to get these crazed fans away from here. We can’t let anything stop A Silly Cutie from getting to safety, got it?”
“Roger that!” Yun Hu’s resolute voice crackled through the speaker.
His orders dispatched, Yun Long snuck a careful peek at Fist Sage, who remained still with closed eyes. Finally, Yun Long exhaled in relief.
But before he could fully relax, Fist Sage spoke again, “Out of the nine of you, you’ve got the most fans. Get out there too.”
“Come on…” Yun Long internally groaned. He’d been hoping to catch a glimpse of the legendary rising star, A Silly Cutie, to see what she looked like in person.
Reluctance was an understatement.
“Master, if we all leave, what if someone from the Temple tries to start trouble with A Silly Cutie?”
“I’m here. That’s enough.”
Fist Sage crossed his arms, slowly opening his eyes.
A compelling argument indeed!
Yun Long couldn’t hide his exasperation. Left with no choice, he begrudgingly pushed open the car door and stepped out into a sea of screaming fans.
Instantly, the crowd went wild.
“Oh my god, it’s really Yun Long! The head of the Nine Rivers of Shanhe has emerged!”
Seeing Yun Long in the flesh, the rabid fans lost their minds.
“Yun Long, my love! Did you come all this way just to see me?”
“In your dreams! He’s obviously here for me!”
“Yun Long, I thought you were supposed to be at that gaming expo in the capital? How’d you end up in Tianhai City?”
“Hey, is it true that you guys are gearing up for the first-ever Great Wasteland Sword Testing Tournament?”
“Ladies, ladies, my apologies! We’re just here to pick someone up today. Can’t spill the beans on anything personal. But hey, if you’re dying for autographs, let me and the boys head over to that pavilion real quick. We’ll hook you up, one by one.”
Yun Long raised his hands, attempting to calm the rowdy mob.
Opportunities to see a gaming megastar in Tianhai City were rarer than a blue moon, so naturally, emotions were running high.
But credit where it’s due, they kept their excitement relatively in check. Hearing Yun Long’s soothing words, the crowd obediently parted, letting Yun Long and his posse make their way to the pavilion.
However, the joke was on them. The moment Yun Long reached the pavilion, he bolted out of there with his squad like they were being chased by demons!
The dumbstruck fans needed a moment to process what just happened.
Then it clicked, and all hell broke loose.
“Hey, what the hell! Get back here, you tease!”
“Dammit, I want my autograph! Eldest Brother, you can run but you can’t hide!”
Screams and wails echoed behind the fleeing disciples.
Zhang Mengmeng and Zhang Rui, who had just exited the building, found themselves swept up in the rowdy stampede.
“What are you two standing around for? Didn’t you hear? Shanhe Club’s Eldest Brother just arrived! Hurry and chase him down for an autograph before he vanishes into thin air!”
Zhang Rui pouted, muttering, “What’s Senior Brother up to?”
Watching Yun Long and the other senior disciples booking it like their lives depended on it, Zhang Rui could only shake his head in disbelief.
“Silly Cutie Goddess, pay them no mind. Let’s hurry and get in the car.”
Zhang Mengmeng nodded, a flicker of surprise dancing in her eyes.
“Zhang Rui, is this really the day-to-day life of a pro gamer?”
Zhang Rui shook his head, chuckling, “Nah, not usually. Eldest Brother and the gang are typically much more composed. Today though… they probably just got restless from being cooped up in the car for so long. Nature calls, you know?”
“Huh…” Zhang Mengmeng couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, “You guys in the club are remarkably in sync, huh?”
They all have to pee at the same time?
Zhang Mengmeng kept that zinger to herself.
But Zhang Rui, perceptive as he was, already caught her meaning.
Left with no witty retort, he could only shuffle in awkward silence as he tossed her suitcase in the trunk. Opening the passenger door for Zhang Mengmeng, he slid into the car, cheeks still flushed with embarrassment.
“You made it.”
Fist Sage, perched in the backseat, gave Zhang Mengmeng a once-over.
“Oh, um… greetings, Fist Sage God. I’m truly grateful that you took time out of your busy schedule to personally come pick me up from Tianhai City.” Zhang Mengmeng fidgeted beside him, nerves on high alert.
Despite the empty seat between them, Zhang Mengmeng still felt like she couldn’t catch her breath.
In-game, Fist Sage’s aura wasn’t quite so suffocating.
But now, sharing a confined space with this living legend, Zhang Mengmeng sensed a palpable difference in the very air around them.
“No need for all that polite nonsense. I’m not doing this for free, you know.”
“Huh…” Zhang Mengmeng’s brows furrowed, not quite grasping Fist Sage’s meaning.
“Let me explain, Silly Cutie Goddess. This whole ‘escorting you to the capital’ thing? That was all Skeleton Big Brother’s idea. He agreed to help us snatch that Guild Establishment Token from the Blood Hell Forbidden Land in exchange.” Zhang Rui, riding shotgun, stepped in to clarify on Fist Sage’s behalf.
“Ah, so that’s the deal.”
Zhang Mengmeng’s eyes misted over with emotion. To think that Skeleton Big Brother, proud as he was, would go out of his way to request a favor from Fist Sage, all for her sake… Her heart clenched with a bittersweet ache.
“Sorry for causing you trouble yet again.”
Zhang Mengmeng whispered a silent apology to Jiang Cheng in her heart.
“Still, I really appreciate you all going out of your way like this. The capital and Tianhai City aren’t exactly next-door neighbors. It’s quite a trek to make on my behalf.”
Guilt gnawed at Zhang Mengmeng’s conscience.
“It’s no trouble. Truth is, he’s getting something out of this arrangement too.”
Arms crossed, Fist Sage suddenly interjected.
“Come again?”
Skeleton Big Brother was benefiting from this too?
What was that supposed to mean?
Was Fist Sage implying that he’d overheard the apology she’d directed at Jiang Cheng in her mind just now?
Zhang Mengmeng was at a loss for words.
“Okay, but… how do you all keep reading people’s thoughts like that?”
She couldn’t even muster the strength to retort. One by one, these so-called gods were proving to be quite peculiar.
Utter a single sentence and they could probably deduce your entire inner monologue.
“Silly Cutie Goddess, don’t even worry about it. That’s just how Master speaks when he’s making a point.”
Zhang Rui jumped in to smooth things over, sensing Zhang Mengmeng’s discomfort with Fist Sage’s blunt manner of speaking.
“You met Su Lian’ya before?”
Out of nowhere, Fist Sage swiveled his head, pinning her with an intense stare.
Caught off guard, Zhang Mengmeng still managed a nod of affirmation.
Though puzzled by Fist Sage’s abrupt change of topic, she saw no reason to be anything but truthful.
“Is… is that a problem?”
“No. Start driving.”
Fist Sage’s chiseled features remained stoic, betraying no emotion.
However, Zhang Mengmeng definitely caught Zhang Rui, buckled up in the passenger seat, visibly shuddering.
Hold up, was Su Lian’ya really that terrifying?
Questions swirled in Zhang Mengmeng’s mind.
“Shouldn’t we wait for Eldest Brother?” Zhang Rui piped up.
“If we sit around waiting for him to come back, none of us are going anywhere. Drive.”
“Yeah, about that, Master… Slight issue. If Brother isn’t here, we can’t exactly leave.”
“What are you just sitting there for? Don’t worry about him, he can handle himself.” Growing impatient, Fist Sage snapped at Zhang Rui’s hesitation.
“Master, it’s not that I don’t want to drive. The problem is, I don’t know how to drive… Eldest Brother’s the only one who can handle this car.” Zhang Rui glanced at Fist Sage, helplessness written all over his face.
“Listen up. From this day forward, if any of you come crawling back to the club without a driver’s license, there will be consequences.”
Fist Sage’s eyes narrowed, his words laced with warning.
“Alright, alright, no need for that. Turns out, I do know how to drive. I’ll take the wheel.”
Zhang Mengmeng suddenly volunteered, her voice cutting through the tension.