That night, the tragedy arrived as scheduled.
Ren Yichen indeed suffered Shen Linyin's "purge."
Lin Feng had just finished showering and returned to the dormitory when his phone vibrated crazily on the table like a massage stick. Opening it to look, two red dots in the WeChat list shone in correspondence, as if recounting a storm of blood and gore that had just occurred.
First was the victim, Ren Yichen.
His messages were filled with the grief and indignation of being stabbed in the back, and he even sent a string of "tears of blood accusation" meme stickers.
[Ren Yichen]: Old Lin!! You sold me out!! (Loud Crying.jpg)
[Ren Yichen]: Agreed that brothers walk together for life, whoever sheds singlehood first is a dog, but the result is you not only have a female confidant, you even took your brother's black history to curry favor with your sister-in-law!!
[Ren Yichen]: My heart hurts so much! Just now Yinyin scolded me until my head was sprinkled with dog's blood, and she even dug out all those embarrassing matters from my past! My lifetime of bright name ah!!
Lin Feng looked at the screen full of exclamation marks, feeling somewhat apologetic in his heart. He subconsciously called up the system interface to check Ren Yichen's status.
[Target: Ren Yichen] [Favorability: 37 (Friendly)] [Status: Not truly angry, just acting spoiled and venting bitterness to a die-hard friend.]
"..." Lin Feng's mouth twitched slightly.
The favorability of 37 points was as stable as Mount Tai. Ren Yichen was truly a Holy Mother with infinite tolerance. Sold out like this, and he actually only felt he was "acting spoiled and venting bitterness"?
After confirming his brother was fine (or rather, had a pit in his brain), Lin Feng clicked on the other avatar.
Shen Linyin's messages were of a different style. If Ren Yichen was the roaring type, then Shen Linyin was a rapid-fire cannon.
[Second Sister-in-Law]: Angering me to death! Just interrogated him a bit, and this guy actually has other things hiding from me!
[Second Sister-in-Law]: Last time I talked to him on the phone until late at night, I was over there moved to a mess telling secrets from childhood, result was there was no sound from the opposite side for a long time, turns out he fell asleep! And snored!
[Second Sister-in-Law]: Also! He actually forgot I am allergic to seafood, last time he actually wanted to take me to eat oyster buffet!
[Second Sister-in-Law]: Lin Feng you say, is this person missing a string in his brain?
Looking at these overly private complaints, Lin Feng felt his head growing big.
Is this the price of favorability reaching 46 points [Male Bestie]? She completely did not treat him as an outsider, pouring out all the private talk between a couple.
Lin Feng did not want to hear this. As a guitarist who just wanted to quietly keep the band, the more he knew, the faster he would die. Moreover, this kind of deep emotional exchange was extremely easy to further push up favorability.
He replied cautiously: "Mm...", "It is a bit excessive", "Drink more hot water".
Attempting to use the most perfunctory vocabulary to block back this desire to confide that was about to overflow. He stared at that [46] value, chanting silently in his heart: Don't rise, absolutely don't rise, if it rises again this green hat will be welded to Old Ren's head.
After managing with great difficulty to comfort the emotions on both sides, Lin Feng threw the phone aside and let out a long sigh.
"Being a human is hard, being a guitar player with a system is harder."
In order to calm his mood, he decided to do some simple daily tasks to divert his attention.
The mechanical guitar practice let Lin Feng's brain go blank. Half an hour later, as a sore sensation came from his fingers, the system notification sound rang.
[Congratulations on completing Daily Task: Instrument Practice.][Reward: Lucky Wheel Draw x1.]
Looking at the several tickets he accumulated, and looking again at that "Lucky Wheel" that had made him lose his capital countless times before, Lin Feng's anger came from nowhere.
This broken system's drop rate was simply touching. Except for the lock sent in the newbie gift package, most of everything drawn afterward was either "Thank you for your patronage" or "Happy Water".
"System, does this turntable of yours have black box operations?" Lin Feng roasted in his mind, "I want to go to the Consumers Association to file a complaint against you! I want to call 12315! I want to report you for engaging in false advertising and inducing consumption! Believe it or not, I will let the Anti-Fraud Center uninstall this APP of yours?"
Lin Feng was purely satisfying his mouth addiction. After all, the system existed in his brain; even if the MIIT wanted to manage it, they couldn't find the server.
However, just the instant his voice fell—
[Ding!]
[Detected that the host not only possesses a strong desire for improvement but also possesses an extremely strong consciousness of protecting rights.]
[System module updating...]
[Update complete.]
[Opening "Ten-Pull Pity" mechanism: Every time the host performs batch ten lottery draws, they must obtain one "Bronze Rank" or above item/skill.]
Lin Feng's hand holding the guitar froze in mid-air, and his whole person went stupid.
"Damn?"
He looked with disbelief at the extra line of small text on the system interface.
"System, are you serious? You, a supernatural existence, are actually also afraid of relevant departments?"
That threat just now actually took effect? Is this system's desire for survival a bit too strong? Or is it afraid of being judged as "illegal gambling software" and thus erased by higher-dimensional rules?
No matter what the reason, this "Ten-Pull Pity" was simply sending charcoal in snowy weather.
Lin Feng immediately became excited, rubbed his hands, and prepared to squander the accumulated points. But just at the moment his finger was about to click "Ten-Draw," he suddenly thought of a very important matter, and his movement stopped fiercely.
In this pit-father system, the item grade classification seemed very vague.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked tentatively:
"System, let's speak clearly first... in your judgment standards, there shouldn't exist such a thing as 'Bronze Rank Cola', right?"
In his mind, the system fell into a long silence.
[...]
That ellipsis looked meaningful and deep.
Lin Feng's heart instantly cooled by half a section.
"You speak ah! What is the meaning of this ellipsis?! Could it be there really is a Bronze Rank Cola with better mouthfeel?!"