novelODS Chapter 24 The Delicate Couple
Chapter 24 The Delicate Couple
The barrage of comments was still going strong, with heated discussions about "college life" and "dating." Those who had been to college expressed their regrets, while those who hadn't were filled with longing. Current students were enjoying themselves.
[Hakkafeng University - Find Your Partner Now!]
Why does the encore seem a bit off today?
[Anke, stop pretending, you're getting impatient.]
The barrage of comments was so glaring that I simply turned my head away and stopped watching. But Anke's fingertips hovering over the mouse became a little stiff. She casually scraped the ground without saying a word.
The usual chatter and complaints while scavenging for supplies have completely disappeared. Occasionally, when they find small gold or red items, they simply pick them up silently and stuff them into their backpacks, too lazy to even utter a "wow!"
She glanced furtively at Jiang Feng's icon on the map, pretending to be focused on searching for supplies, but her mind was in turmoil.
She was definitely acting a little strange today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She really didn't want to date in college, not because of her family background, but because she felt that the boys in college were too frivolous and none of them suited her taste.
But as soon as she said it, she felt a little regretful, especially after Jiang Feng said, "If you won't talk about it, I will," which left her stunned for a long time. There was nothing wrong with it, but she still felt that something was off.
She had too many distracting thoughts, and the more she thought about them, the more depressed she became, feeling inexplicably down.
Jiang Feng felt an awkward silence hanging in the air, unsure how to break it, so he focused on searching for supplies until Chen Dexing's thunderous shout came from behind him:
"Holy crap, it's oily!"
Chen Dexing clung to the back of Jiang Feng's chair, his eyes glued to the oil drum icon next to the buoyancy pit on the screen, so excited he almost slammed his fist on the table.
He's been kicked to death countless times and lost countless HAF coins just because he tried to smuggle rocket fuel and a satellite dish out of space!
All I can say is that the Delta's ancestral motto is this: make money from dams, spend it on space exploration, and never think of taking a single penny home!
Chen Dexing stared at the oil drum on the screen, his tone full of envy: "You seem to be making oil like it's water. The CEO still has 200 million leftovers in his bag. Fengzi... no, Brother Feng! Daddy Feng!"
He rubbed his hands together and leaned closer, his eyes fawning: "Can you take me with you next time? I'll be just like Anke, following you around and eating your leftovers. I'll never steal your supplies, I just want a can of oil!"
As a typical mouse player who hoards everything, my warehouse must be fully upgraded, and my inventory of small and large red items must be completely full!
Before Jiang Feng could respond, Chen Yulin and Zhang Jindong, who were standing next to him, immediately exploded.
Chen Yulin's eyes widened. He hadn't even had a chance to ask to be taken along, especially since there was an encore on the bus today, which was a chance to get up close and personal with his idol!
Zhang Jindong also became anxious: "Why should I? I've wanted to get on the bus for a long time!"
I didn't plan to join the ride before because I was afraid of interfering with Fengzi's live stream, since it was his first day. But now that Fengzi doesn't mind, I'll definitely join and ask to be taken along!
What drove the two even more crazy was Chen Dexing's shamelessness. He even called Chen "Dad" in order to hitch a ride. How could they possibly escalate the situation?
Jiang Feng suppressed a laugh, turned to the microphone, and casually asked An Ke, "Can I bring my roommate next round? He's been craving the aerospace-themed grease like crazy."
Anke's haughty hum came through the headphones, the last syllable still carrying a hint of awkwardness:
"Um."
That counts as making a sound.
Jiang Feng turned to look at his three roommates who were eyeing him menacingly, and spread his hands, saying, "There's only one parking space. You can discuss it and decide which one to use. If you don't get one, I'll take you guys to 'spot the oil' tomorrow since we don't have classes during the day."
Jiang Feng selectively ignored the comments in the live stream tomorrow, saying that even streamers need personal time.
"How can that be the same!" Chen Yulin jumped up and down anxiously. There was an encore on the bus today! How could she miss the chance to see her idol up close?
Zhang Jindong chimed in, "Exactly! We must follow the dorm rules and hold an auction!"
In the male dormitory, if you want to get something done, besides calling someone "dad," you also have to pay a price for your labor.
The three men eyed each other intently, entering bidding mode:
Chen Yulin was the first to call out a price: "I'll bring Feng's dad a week's worth of meals! Breakfast, lunch, and dinner included!"
Zhang Jindong retorted, not to be outdone: "I'll take two weeks!"
Chen Dexing stared at the oil can in Jiang Feng's backpack, his desire for food overcoming all else. He gritted his teeth and added, "I'll wash all of Feng's socks for a week! No matter how smelly they are, I'll scrub them clean, dry them, and fold them neatly!"
Seeing that the two wanted to push the stakes further, Chen Dexing delivered the decisive blow: "I'll help Brother Feng upgrade the entire department to level 4! I'll stay up all night on my phone tonight to grind it out!"
"Damn, you're too ruthless!" Zhang Jindong cursed.
"Brother De!" Chen Yulin completely deflated and slumped into his chair, admitting defeat!
All I can say is that when the Delta's craving for pork kicks in, they can overcome the obsession of fans wanting to see their idols just to eat a barrel of oil!
Jiang Feng finally couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing:
"I hereby announce that Chen Dexing is the winner of the auction!"
Anke couldn't help but chuckle; the dormitory atmosphere was so interesting!
Chen Dexing proudly raised his head.
"A man who isn't ruthless won't stand firm!"
After saying that, he ran off to open the Delta Force and wait to join the team: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, get out of here!"
"Alright, Dexing, get on the bus. Don't be envious of the rest. I'll take you for a couple of oil slicks tomorrow. I guarantee you'll come back with a full load."
The comments section was filled with emotion:
[Brother De is really ruthless! I didn't even go to this much trouble when I begged my roommate to pick up the soap!]
[I'm so envious of this kind of brotherhood! There are 8 group chats in our dorm with only 4 of us, I'm so jealous!]
Am I the only one envious of Brother De? To have a roommate as good as a streamer.
[I also want to share a dorm room with the streamer, I can warm their bed for them!]
[Nantong, get out of here!]
[Wait, it doesn't seem to be a man?!]
After a brief, cheerful interlude, the air returned to its previous silence. The two split up and pulled the switches, quickly meeting up again at the evacuation point.
Jiang Feng looked at An Ke and said, "Put down the ammunition rack on your backpack, I'll tidy it up for you."
Anke obediently did as instructed, controlling her character to throw the backpack on the ground.
Jiang Feng examined An Ke's backpack and his brows furrowed instantly.
Inside, the medicines and surgical kit were still there, along with painkillers.
In addition, there was a partially modified M7 that hadn't been disassembled, and an AKM with all green parts, which I just stuffed into my bag.
Anke's backpack was extremely substandard by his later standards, costing him at least a million less.
These days, the escorts don't even teach the boss how to handle bags; they're so incompetent.
Jiang Feng frowned slightly, his obsessive-compulsive disorder kicking in, and he couldn't help but ask, his tone tinged with helplessness: "How did you eat that bag?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Anke's slightly nasal retort came through the earphones: "Why are you yelling at me!"
Jiang Feng was stunned, looking completely bewildered: "I didn't yell at you."
"You were being mean!" Anke started arguing, her tone tinged with an inexplicable grievance, as if she had finally found an outlet. "You were being so harsh with me just now!"
"No..." Jiang Feng was completely speechless. How could a straight man like him understand a girl's thoughts? "Then just take it as me being mean. I'm sorry."
"You...!" An Ke was speechless after being choked by his bluntness, but her awkwardness subsided considerably.
The comments section was filled with laughter.
[Jiang Feng: You've messed with me, you've got a soft target! My main strategy is to back down!]
What an adorable contrast! A god of war in the game, but a pushover in real life.
[Hilarious! Jiang Feng, do you even know where you went wrong? Just admit it!]
Jiang Feng is still young and doesn't understand women. There's no such thing as being fierce or not, or being right or wrong.
When a woman gets angry, it's never because you did something wrong now, it's because you made a mistake before!
[The Self-Cultivation of Straight Men: If you can't afford to offend them, apologize; after all, admitting your mistake doesn't cost money.]
[It's over. "Spare the rod and spoil the child"—a love triangle?]
[Shut the hell up, everyone! Our Anke said we don't date in college!]
Jiang Feng silently tidied up An Ke's backpack and ammunition clips.
Little Red stuffed in, Little Gold stuffed in, the bullets collected in the game stuffed in, the half-modified M7 was dismantled, the broken AKM was thrown away, and they were all replaced with the fully modified guns in their own bags. Finally, after glancing at the oil in their own bags, they hesitated for a moment and stuffed it in as well.
The oil will come out again after applying it. Let Anke take more first, in case she gets bankrupted again while I'm not around and has to spend money to hire an escort.
This person was his benefactor; if it weren't for Anke's influence, he wouldn't have been able to suddenly gain over 2000 online viewers.
Jiang Feng silently thought that this was to repay a debt of gratitude, or perhaps it was just a professional habit from his past life as an escort that had kicked in; that was all.
At this moment, he didn't care about the Dominator Points he was so concerned about; a few more points wouldn't make a difference anyway.
For him, S2's space program is like an ATM, where you can withdraw money anytime.
With the evacuation countdown drawing ever closer, Jiang Feng tossed the packed backpack back to An Ke and urged, "All done? Grab it now, it's time to leave!"