Chapter 11: How Can I Live Without My Phone!

Chapter 11: How Can I Live Without My Phone!

When the honest-looking uncle suddenly appeared and Chen Shijin abruptly entered the phone, the onlookers were immensely shocked.

Before they could grasp what had happened, the honest uncle rolled back into the golden phone, leaving Wang Baojie and others utterly confused.

But nothing compared to the last thing Chen Shijin said – 'cursed mouth'.

Cursed what?

Cursed mouth?!

What kind of cursed mouth?!!!

Was it the kind of 'cursed mouth' they were thinking of?

Everyone's eyes widened, turning to Wang Baojie.

"Brother Wang, can we really upgrade like that?"

Wang Baojie opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, at a loss for words.

"Will anyone believe me if I say it's absolutely impossible?!"

"I mean, I've been a refugee in the Exile Land for almost a year, struggled through five Devouring Worlds, and only just reached level two. Wouldn't it sound like I'm incredibly incompetent?!"

"But heavens and earth, even the high-level travelers and Devourer Hunters on the refugee level rankings don't level up this fast."

"To level up just by getting angry, that's ridiculous. This 'Mouth Brother' can't possibly have the potential of a ruler, right?"

Wang Baojie: "..."

Wang Baojie: "No way, it's impossible!"

Finally, Wang Baojie gave a reluctant nod to the expectant crowd. Although leveling up just by getting angry was absurd, he was a kind man.

"These newcomers know nothing. What's wrong with giving them a bit of hope? It might even accelerate their leveling up, right? A positive attitude is everything!"

With Wang Baojie's affirmation, the previously astonished crowd plunged into ecstatic joy—

"From now on, we must find opportunities to get furiously angry! Who knows, maybe we'll soar to the heavens with our rage!"

"However, that dishonest uncle probably won't get the chance to ascend. The large screen of his golden phone is filled with his silent, horrified screams."

"I hate people like that," the quick delivery guy thought, "those who appear honest but are actually scheming inside."

"No wonder he didn't reveal his abilities during his introduction, not even his name, just referring to himself as 'Old Stone.' Turns out his ability is this."

"Lucky it was Mouth Bro who got swapped with him, or else, if it were me suddenly pulled in, I reckon my eyeballs would've exploded when coming out."

The delivery guy's words resonated with everyone present.

Old Stone's ability was too unexpected; anyone else in their shoes would have probably fared no better.

It's essentially like forced liking.

Really sinister.

But now, Old Stone has really hit a wall, no, more like titanium steel — although there were only him and Mouth Bro in the movie, that white-clothed, big-eyed ghost seemed fixated on chasing only Old Stone.

And that's not even the worst part. The worst is that he trips every two steps, hits his head after tripping, and then the ghost breathes on his face...

If it weren't for the ghost's inability to spit out the mop in its mouth and Old Stone's inability to scream, he would've been eliminated long ago.

But, everyone feels that Old Stone would probably prefer to be kissed or make a sound to be forced out right now. Such psychological torture is the cruelest.

And Mouth Bro, who caused all this, just found a chair and an old book to read in this desolate house?!??

If he were dressed in medieval attire, he'd be a perfect fit as a castle manor boss.

“……”

For a moment, everyone felt ashamed of their incompatibility with Mouth Bro.

Ten minutes passed swiftly.

Yet for Old Shi, an honest man, it felt like a century. He emerged tearfully, his pants slightly wet, clearly traumatized.

Despite this, after enduring the "Thrilling! Action! Movie!" on the golden phone, which begrudgingly displayed a "win" notification, Chen Shijin lightly dusted himself off and gave Old Shi a smile.

"No need to thank me."

"If there's a next time, I'd be glad to help you experience the finer things in life again."

Old Shi, squatting and sobbing, cried out, "What can I do? This is the only ability I have! I'm helpless on my own! Without others, I can't survive!"

Chen Shijin scoffed at him, "Oh, then just die. Don't drag others down with you."

Old Shi paused, then continued to cry, covering his face.

Chen Shijin then turned to face the others, who were looking at him with bright, overly-excited eyes.

Their gaze seemed a bit too enthusiastic.

"Mouth Brother! You're our strongest bro! I, Liu Chengli, am following you for sure!" yelled the middle-aged Liu Chengli. The others nodded vigorously.

Chen Shijin wasn't interested in having such followers.

He rubbed his forehead, glancing at his pitiful N=2999 energy level.

His energy was now even lower than that of a pink big-eyed plush toy.

He had been too angry earlier, and his cursing spree had depleted most of his energy.

It's fun to be a jinx in the moment, but it sure burns through energy levels. Looks like I'll have to resort to zero-cost shopping tonight.

However, as 'Mouth Brother', I can still dish out some benefits to everyone.

"No need for followers, but as you all saw just now, I can help you with the movie challenge. At least it'll keep you from screaming. Want my help?"

The remaining challenge participants Zhou Mo, Song Fang, Yang Mianmian, and Liu Chengli immediately lit up with excitement.

"Yes, please!"

"Mouth Brother, you're really like my own brother!"

"Thank you, Mouth Brother! Long live Mouth Brother, sob sob sob!"

Chen Shijin: "..." Suddenly, the nickname 'Mouth Brother' doesn't sound so appealing. Time for an upgrade.

After that, Chen Shijin jinxed Zhou Mo and the others with a barrage of words:

"The weather is dry, and you're all anxious. Won't your throats become hoarse, rendering you unable to speak?"

Energy value -40.

Then, the four of them managed to watch the movie unscathed, though unable to speak due to hoarseness.

After coming out, they still struggled to speak, but no matter! Silence is golden!

Now, only one person was left who hadn't completed the check-in challenge.

Everyone's gaze turned to Liu Dakai.

Liu Dakai's mood was at an all-time low.

He desperately wanted to scream and curse at everyone, especially Chen Shijin, who, despite awakening his own power, still held him down.

But his own awakened ability was just too weak, utterly incapable of defeating Chen Shijin. He could only swallow his anger and endure the humiliation!

As Liu Dakai struggled to convince himself to bow down to Chen Shijin, the girl in the fluffy dress suddenly spoke up.

"Oh dear, it's already 11:30. Today's check-in challenge is about to end. Those who haven't completed the challenge, come back tomorrow, okay?"

"For those who have completed the challenge, get ready to take your pictures quickly at 12:00. We only have ten minutes; it's going to be a rush."

Liu Dakai was stunned by her words, forgetting his deference to Chen Shijin, and rushed forward, attempting to grab the girl's hand: "Wait, I haven't completed the challenge yet, how can it end now? I just need to watch one movie! Only ten minutes, that's all!"

However, he failed to grasp the girl's hand. She maintained her beautiful smile, but her words shocked Liu Dakai into halting: "Guest, these are the challenge rules of Bright Eye Street. You wouldn’t want to break them, would you?"

"It could be fatal."

Liu Dakai stiffened his smile: "Of course not, definitely not. I was just asking, just asking."

Half an hour later, a disgruntled Liu Dakai could only watch as his companions took turns posing for pictures in front of the golden gem-encrusted phones for check-in.

Noon's sunlight poured from above, its brilliance magnified by reflections off gold and gems.

The young man standing amidst this golden gemstone smartphone screen was serene and strikingly handsome, his eyes slightly downcast, his body and face bathed in a splendid, dazzling array of colors.

He resembled a magnificent oil painting framed in gold and jewels.

His presence compelled one to hold their breath unconsciously.

Suddenly, the young man in the painting lifted his gaze forward, his eyes sparkling with sharp colors, effortlessly capturing a pair of deep blue eyes tinged with gold.

Then, with a raised eyebrow and his forefinger pressed to his lips, he seemed to silently challenge and caution.

Who is the hunter and who is the prey remained an unanswered question.

Click.

This overly lavish photo was saved into two smartphones.

"Ah, Mouth Brother, what were you just looking at?"

Retrieving his phone, Chen Shijin pondered briefly: “Hmm... probably a wolf in colorful clothing.”

On a rooftop far away, facing the golden smartphone, the "pervert" grinned widely, showing off its bloodthirsty maw, and pressed a big 'like' on the new phone screen.

The energy became even more delicious.

Like a gemstone cake.

Like, like.