Chapter 6: The Sixth Cup

Chapter 6: The Sixth Cup

He Wuning silently surveyed the milk tea cart that had elicited a "tsk" from him earlier, finding it surprisingly more acceptable than before.

Seeing He Wuning about to make milk tea, the little fat boy suddenly remembered something and ran over to He Wuning, eagerly handing over a pile of materials. "Boss, we picked up all the ingredients you dropped earlier!"

He Wuning nodded and opened his profession system for the first time.

Milk Tea Cart Level: 1 (EXP 0/10)

Unlocked Menu: Pure First Love Milk Tea - Price 8

Required Materials: Tea *1, Milk *1

The price was reasonable at 8 game coins, not even enough for a piece of equipment, but for something with no special effects, this price was fitting.

He Wuning ignored the subtle name on the menu and climbed onto the milk tea cart, lowering the glass panel as a serving counter.

The kids outside the cart widened their eyes in admiration. The little fat boy jumped up first. "Boss! I want a Pearl Coconut!"

He Wuning was unyielding. "None available, only original flavor."

Despite having dropped a lot of materials, without unlocking the menu, he couldn't synthesize them, leaving those items stored away.

The little fat boy let out a symbolic wail but settled for less. "Then original flavor is fine; I haven't had milk tea in ages."

Q Sauce corrected him impatiently. "It's Pure First Love Milk Tea, not original flavor!"

He Wuning refused to indulge its whims. "Isn't tea and milk just original flavor?"

In the game, making milk tea simply required placing the materials on the preparation table and watching the synthesis process. He Wuning threw the materials on the counter and watched idly.

Q Sauce sighed sadly. "Baby, you're so unromantic. Can't you leave some dreams for the kids?"

Brother Long stood firmly by He Wuning. "No, we don't have such dreams."

He Wuning synthesized the milk teas one by one, boredly asking, "Can't I synthesize them all at once?"

Q Sauce spun around and winked at him. "Once the host levels up, the multiple simultaneous synthesis function will unlock!"

He Wuning looked unimpressed. "...Level up and unlock this feature?"

Q Sauce was momentarily stumped, but Brother Long comforted He Wuning. "Don't worry, Boss. We all know how this game works. The more they try to suppress you, the stronger you are!"

He Wuning handed out the finished milk teas. Thanks to these few people, the milk tea cart levelled up to 3, and his own level also rose to 3—excess experience did not disappear but automatically upgraded when the level cap increased.

He Wuning had been saving experience points to prevent his awakened abilities from affecting his strength.

The half-grown boys were already sipping their milk teas, looking quite satisfied.

The little fat boy sighed contentedly. "Ah—"

"I don't know if it's because I haven't had it in a while, but it's really good. The tea and milk seem high-quality...as long as I don't think about it coming from a Slime and being picked up from the ground..."

Brother Long "tsked" and patted his head. "Just drink it, why so many words?"

He Wuning handed the last cup to Yi Luo.

Yi Luo was surprised. "I get one too?"

He Wuning held out his hand. "Not only do you get one, but you also have to pay."

Yi Luo didn't mind the forced sale, thanked him, and handed over eight coins.

He Wuning subtly observed him. While fixing the cart, Yi Luo had rolled up his sleeves, revealing a smooth, muscular forearm. It was quite impressive.

He Wuning secretly glanced at his own arm, which seemed a bit thinner.

He scoffed inwardly, pulled down his sleeve to cover his arm, and closed the serving counter, calling out to the kids. "Alright, get in. I'll take you back."

The kids with their milk teas followed him into the cart. Despite the number of people, the space inside was ample.

Although the milk tea had no special effects, it still brought joy to the kids who hadn't tasted anything sweet in a long time. Even when supplies came in from outside, milk tea wasn't included, so they probably hadn't had this symbol of normalcy in a while.

He Wuning sat in the driver's seat and casually rested his foot on the gas pedal. Q Sauce shouted, "Wait! Let me hold onto the strongest thing here!"

It leaped into Yi Luo's arms shamelessly, blinking its eyes. "Can you hug me? You make me feel so safe—"

He Wuning pulled it out of Yi Luo's arms and tossed it to Long Teng behind him. "Watch it, no mischief."

Brother Long nodded vigorously, accepting the task. "No problem, leave it to me!"

Q Sauce struggled futilely and cast a resentful glance at He Wuning. "You better buckle up and hold your milk teas tight. This guy's driving skills are..."

Before it could finish, He Wuning accelerated without warning.

"Ahhh—" Q Sauce's familiar scream echoed through the cart as everyone swayed. The little fat boy clung tightly to his milk tea, puffing his cheeks, looking like he wanted to vomit. "Boss, slow down!"

Yi Luo quickly grabbed the handle on the roof and said, "...Let me drive?"

He Wuning glanced at him, accidentally hitting a few Slimes. "Why?"

Yi Luo silently met his gaze and then said, "I have a license."

His combat suit had several pockets, and he swiftly pulled out a document from his thigh pocket, showing He Wuning a driver's license, which turned out to be a tank driving license.

He Wuning scanned it briefly, doubting his eyes. "Are you sure that's relevant?"

"Even this one can be opened." Yi Luo nodded seriously, and He Wuning reluctantly slammed on the brakes, reluctantly giving up the driver's seat to him amidst the eager anticipation of the passengers.

He settled himself in the passenger seat, scrutinizing Yi Luo as he skillfully started the car and drove off. Yi Luo smiled at him, "Want to learn how to drive?"

He Wuning looked away, "I was just wondering how there's someone who carries their driver's license in the game's fallen zone."

And it's even a tank driving license.

"Oh," Yi Luo nodded, "In case I die out here, it makes identification easier."

He Wuning remained silent.

It sounded quite brutal, but no one could deny that such an unlucky event might come true.

The atmosphere became somewhat stifling, and He Wuning turned his head to look out the window.

Yi Luo drove smoothly, allowing him to leisurely take in the scenery outside. Jelly-like Slimes hopped past, and He Wuning heard the familiar "plop" sound.

He glanced at the ground, noticing that the Slimes had dropped... mechanical parts?

He Wuning's gaze turned complicated, "...Even with a driver's license, you hit Slimes?"

Yi Luo laughed, "I'll fix them for you later and level up my skills too."

He Wuning responded with a lazy hum.

They weren't far from the safe zone, about a five-minute drive, and the milk tea truck had already reached the city outskirts.

He Wuning lifted his eyes, "Stop here. You can enter the safe zone yourselves."

But Yi Luo didn't stop, not looking back, "You need to go to the treatment center too."

The treatment center wasn't far from the safe zone boundary. Yi Luo parked the car steadily at its entrance and placed a hand on He Wuning's shoulder, "Let's go."

He Wuning tried to shake it off but found himself unable to move—this guy seemed friendly, but his actions were quite forceful.

Just as He Wuning was about to frown and challenge him, Yi Luo withdrew his hand and turned to lift Q from Long Teng's arms, "Get out of the car, or I'll take your system with me."

He Wuning: "..."

"Aaah—" Q cried out cooperatively, "I've been caught, darling, save me—"

He Wuning: "...Please throw it to the edge of the universe, thank you."

Q: "Waaah!"

"No system gets stuck at a level," Yi Luo shook Q, "Get out of the car. It's not like I'm taking you somewhere bad; we're just going to the treatment center for a check-up."

"Do you plan to spend the night outside with that pitiful health bar?"

He Wuning gave him a deep look, then got out of the car without a word. As he passed by, he muttered, "Are you treating me like a lost child?"

"How could I?" Yi Luo smiled, "Why would I treat you like a kid?"

He Wuning glared at him for a moment before turning and silently getting out of the car. Long Teng thought he was angry and hurried after him, "Brother He, where are you going?"

"To the treatment center," He Wuning stuffed his hands into his pockets, "Can't I go in by myself? Do I have to follow you like a kindergartener, holding hands and lining up?"

Yi Luo watched his back and rubbed his nose, "Does he dislike me?"

"It's just a boy's subtle pride," Q comforted him, patting him, "Don't worry, he's like that with everyone, not specifically targeting you."

Yi Luo smiled, "I see."

Looking at He Wuning's back, "That's actually kind of cute."

"Huh?" Q was stunned, "Am I misunderstanding the definition of 'cute'?"

Yi Luo glanced at its flamboyant outfit and honestly said, "Probably a bit."

Q seemed to suffer a major blow, with information flashing in its round eyes, "Performing system correction, updating the meaning of 'cute'..."

Yi Luo paid no attention to the system doubting itself and quickly caught up with He Wuning.

He Wuning, as if having eyes in the back of his head, not only didn't slow down upon hearing Yi Luo's footsteps but sped up instead.

Yi Luo raised an eyebrow, finding it amusing, and quickened his pace even more.

The two of them walked competitively, neither wanting to fall behind. Finally, Long Teng couldn't help but speak up, "Why are you guys walking so fast!"

He Wuning stopped, saying swiftly, "Immature."

Then he raised his chin at Yi Luo, as if being the first to say it made him the winner.

Yi Luo chuckled, shaking his head, "We're equally immature. At most, I'm half a year more mature than you."

He Wuning kept his eyes straight ahead, ignoring him.

Yi Luo: "Actually, that's an overestimate. More like half a day."

He Wuning's expression remained unchanged, as if trying to distance himself from his childish behavior, "Who wants to calculate that with you."

Q stared at He Wuning, its mind filled with only one question—Is this what 'cute' means?

Is this cute?

Author's note:

(End of the excerpt)

Q-jelly: How is he cute at all! That arrogant guy with his constant sour face, how is he cute! Wasn't I supposed to be the cute one in this story, damn it!

He Wuning: Are you sick?

Yi Luo: See, pretty cute, right?

He Wuning: ... Shut up.

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