Chapter 21 - Just Play the Game, Don’t Smash My Door
Black Tech Internet Cafe System
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
If the system had the T-Virus, what about the other things in the game?
What about rocket launchers and Magnum Revolvers... and more?
Did the system have those as well...
âThe host does not have enough authority, please continue to advance your authority.â
Quickly, Fang Qinâs questions were answered.
âAuthority? Does that even exist?â curious, Fang Qi asked, âWhere can I see how much authority I have now and what I can do with it?â
âYou donât have enough authority to check.â
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âForget it, I knew I couldnât rely on you, System,â Fang Qi replied, feeling dejected.
The T-Virus with no side effects.
Fang Qi was a little emotional as he looked at the light blue syringe in his hand.
Then, he slowly injected the liquid in the syringe into his body, feeling the ice-cold liquid entering his arm, circulating around with his blood, and spreading to his limbs.
Just then, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain coming from his body!
An amazing power emerged from his body; the power was so strong that it was about to rip him into pieces!
Fang Qiâs heart sank. âDidnât you say there werenât any side effects?â
âItâs the inevitable reaction to powering up,â the system explained. âNo side effects means that you wonât become a zombie.â
â...â Fang Qi felt like his body was on fire, and the flames seemed to be engulfing all his cells, blood, and even bone marrow!
The extreme pain made Fang Qi dizzy; he fell onto his bed, about to faint at any second.
Suddenly, the systemâs voice sounded again, âHost, I suggest that you donât faint, or else the effect of this virus will go to waste.â
â...â Fang Qi clenched his teeth; he never sensed so much pain in his entire life! All the cells in his body were ripping apart!
Moreover, he couldnât faint!
In order for this valuable virus not go to waste, he had no choice but to keep holding on!
A nonstop pain continued attacking his body, and he felt like a ship in the ocean during a storm, about to capsize at any time!
He just wanted this pain to pass, as quickly as possible. Yet, time seemed to work against him by passing extremely slowly, like a snail, slowly edging forward!
Time elapsed, bit by bit, and Fang Qi didnât even know how he survived. The pain disappeared on the morning of the next day.
...
The crowd outside was going crazy.
A big group of people were gathered outside already.
âWhy isnât the owner opening the shop?â
âIsnât the shop supposed to open at 8 AM? What time is it now?â Wu Shan complained as he looked up at the sun that was shining brightly in the sky.
âItâs almost noon, isnât it?â Blackie paced back and forth. âI was just about to solve the Book of Curses. Why isnât the owner opening his shop?â
âDid he oversleep?â
If humans could choose their fates, no one would want to fall behind.
Moreover, this was a world where the weak fell prey to the powerful, and strength wielded prestige.
Playing games helped him train? Ever since Xue Ming found out about this, he immediately lost his cool.
Therefore, he woke up early this morning, just so he could advance his game progress and find some clues that Xu Zixin didnât know about. This way, she wouldnât be able to roll her eyes at him so often anymore.
âI canât believe this shop only allows me to play six hours a day!â At this thought, he kicked away the rock on the road, obviously still angry about what happened yesterday.
âIf...â He suddenly remembered Fang Qi saying: âThose who do not abide by these rules will be asked to never returnâ, and instinctively forced himself to stay still, fighting the urge to smash open the door.
âForget it! Iâm doing all this for Zixin! Iâll endure it for now!â He sneered and walked up to âOrigins Internet Clubâ. However, a bunch of people were waiting outside!
Liang Shi, Wu Shan, and the middle-aged man with sideburns called Yang Hai were all standing outside. In addition, there was Blackie, who came with Black Bear, a silly-looking man who was itching to kick down the door, and a short and skinny man called Black Mouse. Of course, these were just nicknames, not their real names.
âWhat are you all doing?â Xue Ming had a bad feeling upon seeing the group of people. âWhy arenât you inside?â
âItâs still closed?â He peeked inside and was immediately dumbfounded. âIsnât the shop supposed to open at eight?â
âWe donât know either.â Liang Shi felt like this man looked familiar and automatically assumed that Xue Ming was a Resident Evil player as well. He smiled bitterly and replied, âLast time, the owner opened late because he added computers; maybe he added more today?â
âMaybe,â Blackie said, âThe shop was at full capacity yesterday, adding more computers makes sense.â
âShould we... wait a while longer?â
Fang Qi lied on his bed weakly. Itâs finally over...
He didnât want to experience what he did last night ever again.
He moved his fingers and felt like his body seemed different from before.
Moreover, everything around him felt different!
He could clearly hear flies flying in the air!
Upon opening his eyes, he could even see every speck of dust on the wall!
Another hour passed by already.
âI canât wait any longer!â Wu Shan shouted furiously. If Liang Shi didnât stop him, he would have broken down the door already.
âMe neither!â Xue Ming never felt this anxious before. âIf the owner doesnât open soon, everyoneâs going to be here!â
âShould I just break down the door?â Blackie said, âItâs just a door; I can just reinstall a new one afterwards.â
â...â Liang Shiâs face darkened. âIf you do that, the owner wonât let you in again.â
âWhat should I do then?â Although this was a small shop, the owner didnât seem ordinary at all. Blackie thought back at the shopâs rules and decided that he couldnât offend the owner. âI canât do anything!â
âYouâre right; itâs infuriating!â Wu Shan slapped the door. âI felt like I only played for a little while yesterday, but he said that six hours went by! Time shouldnât pass by that fast! How could the owner not let us play today!â
â...â Liang Shi fought his urge to laugh. âBrother Wu, I stood behind you and watched you play until my feet became sore yesterday. Trust me; it was six hours...â
â...â Feeling embarrassed, Wu Shan slammed the door. âThen, six hours are not enough!â
The shop left of Fang Qiâs used to be owned by an old man, but it hadnât been open in a while. Apparently, his family moved away after his son became an academic. The shop right of Fang Qiâs, on the other hand, was a bun shop. This was where Fang Qi bought breakfast every morning.
The shop owner, Auntie Wang, felt that it was weird to see so many people huddled in front of Fang Qiâs shop. âWhat are you all doing in front of his shop?â
âUm...â Liang Shi asked after he bought some buns. âThe owner didnât open his shop yet; isnât he supposed to open at eight? Do you know what happened?â
âUh...â Auntie Wang shook her head. âI was wondering the same thing. Fang Qi comes to my shop this time every morning to buy buns; why is he so late today? Maybe you should shout and see if he can hear?â
âShout?â They looked at each other.
âIâll do it,â Wu Shan thought about it and said; this was a better idea than breaking down his door.
...
Fang Qi still felt some pain all over his body, but it was much better than last night.
He noticed black sweat all over his body, so he quickly hopped into the shower. However, halfway through his shower, he heard noises come from downstairs.
He quickly looked out the window and saw a bunch of people outside his shop.
...What time is it? Fang Qiâs heart sank; was he late?
â Downstairs â
The city guards noticed this abnormality as well, so a group of armored guards walked up to the group and asked, âWhat are you huddled here for? I saw you standing out here early in the morning, and itâs been more than half an hour. Why are you still waiting here?â
âOh, and the one with the beard, why are you shouting so early in the morning? Are you trying to cause trouble?â
â...The one with the beard?â Wu Shanâs face became even darker upon hearing this.
Thank goodness that he didnât bash in the door just now, or else he wouldnât be able to prove his innocence! If others found out that he was arrested by the city guards because he couldnât play a game, every warrior in the city would laugh at him for at least a year!
âF*ck, I want to curse!â Wu Shan was furious, while Blackie smiled and made way for the city guards. âPlease!â
âHumph!â Wu Shan sneered. Although he was powerful, he wasnât stupid enough to fight the city guards.
âI knew random warriors canât be relied on!â Xue Ming looked around and stood out from the crowd. âI am Xue Ming from the Xue Family.â
âXue... Family?â The city guard in front bowed down slightly at him. âI apologize for not recognizing you, Young Master Xue!â
âThis little dude seems to come from a prestigious family!â Blackie mumbled quietly.
âHeâs rich,â Wu Shan sneered.
Liang Shi smiled. âItâs okay. At least heâll solve the issue quickly.â
âItâs fine.â Xue Ming put on his most icy and arrogant face but was actually laughing inside. âTheyâre just city guards; I can deal with anyone I want to!
The city guards immediately treated him with respect. âCould Young Master Xue tell us whatâs going on? That way, weâll be able to make a report to our superiors.â
After Xue Mingâs explanations, the city guards became more confused than ever. âYoung Master Xue... are youâre saying that the owner wonât open this shop, and theyâve been waiting outside for an hour? So... what does this shop do?â
âVirtual reality?â
âKill zombies?â
âPlay games?â
The more they listened to it, the more muddled they became. One of the city guards muttered quietly, âDo you think we should check it out?â
âI think we should... over the past few days, I caught people leaving this shop every time during night patrol. Theyâre all young masters that I canât do anything about. Somethingâs off about this place.â
âWe shouldnât act rashly! These people are all of high status; letâs make a report to our superiors first and then decide what to do.â
Just then, Fang Qi finally came downstairs to open his shop.
He stuck his head out and asked, âWhy are you here so early every morning?â
âItâs open! Itâs open!â
âSir, why did you just open?â Someone immediately began to complain.
âDid you get new computers again?â The group looked inside but didnât see any changes. âSir, did you oversleep?â
Fang Qi awkwardly touched his nose; technically, he did oversleep.
âForget it,â the group poured into Fang Qiâs shop. âSir, tell us the truth. Did you get anything new today?â
âAnything new?â Fang Qi nodded. âYes.â
âWhat?â
âMore computers?â
âNew games?â
âDid the movie you mention yesterday come out?â
They all looked at Fang Qi with anticipation.
âUh...â Fang Qi pointed at himself. âDoes accidentally breaking through this morning count as something new...?â
â...â
â...Uh... Sir, you canât play us like that!â Liang Shi said, looking dejected.
âGood job, Sir...â
â...Congratulations...â
âCanât you have picked another time to break though?â The group of people was speechless; they couldnât even complain anymore since they couldnât stop Fang Qi from breaking through.
The owner killed the Tyrant yesterday, and he broke through today? Does that mean he is now even more powerful? they thought and couldnât help but be more respectful toward him.