Chapter 420: Chapter 420
The raid of yet another A-level dungeon has sparked heated and widespread discussion and celebration on the internet. After all, completing four A-level dungeons in a matter of days is an accomplishment almost unimaginable and unparalleled in history.
The hope of humanity has been reignited.
Reporters somehow got wind of the news and quickly found out that the first A-level dungeon in Qing City had been raided, even revealing detailed information about the eight members involved including Xiao Wang, Xi Pingzhe, and Yan Shuiyue.
This made people marvel at how eight mere youngsters, without the protection of an awakened legion, could conquer an A-level dungeon unscathed!
Especially since Xiao Wang is just a D-level Awakener college sophomore, and Xi Pingzhe, despite some background, is merely a C-level Beast Master. Who else would dare enter an A-level dungeon?
Truly, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!
However, upon seeing that Qian Dafang was among them, people suddenly felt it all made sense.
You say an A-level dungeon was raided in less than two hours? And just by eight rookies? All alive and well?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
You say Qian Dafang was among those eight rookies?
Oh, then that’s normal.
"Qian Dafang" shot to fame online like dry wood doused in kerosene meeting an open flame, surpassing even Su Ang back in the day. Within just a few days, even "his" toy merchandise had started selling in the market, with nearly a hundred thousand sold on the first day alone.
There were endless portraits of Qian Qi, clay figures, and video edits. People seemingly forgot about another once-contributive idol and became enthusiastic about the birth of a new one.
"He" is lively, unrestrained, free, resilient, erudite, and full of vigor, like relentless wild grass that regrows with the spring breeze.
The freshness Qian Dafang brought was without a doubt immense, causing those who once worried about the future in front of their Light Brain to briefly forget that behind "him" lies disaster and sacrifice, a facade quickly masked by those in power.
The arrival of a "hero" would make the cheering humans mistakenly believe that danger has passed and is no longer a threat.
They would start to slack off, divert their attention, until the day danger arrives, they’d blankly exclaim, "Huh? Isn’t there a hero? Why hasn’t he resolved the crisis yet?"
Or perhaps, compel the hero to perish together with the calamity.
Qian Qi was unsure whether embellishing peace in such a manner was right, but she trusted that Su Xingchen already had a plan going forward, all she needed to do was fully cooperate, and make some easy money in passing.
Now, due to being mentally and physically exhausted from just raiding an A-level dungeon, Qian Qi was allowed a two-day rest.
So, after applying some medicine, Qian Qi returned to her room. The resting room prepared by the Sikong family for her was luxurious, clearly meticulously arranged, with a thermos filled with freshly boiled hot water, several hot water bags in the quilt, and even snacks, candies, and sunflower seeds on the table, all of which were her favorites.
"Hmm? Wangwang, when did he know I liked these?"
Qian Qi took off her Defense Helmet, shook her hair, and sat down to open a pack of cookies. The Emperor Pythons popped out from her hair, trying to snatch her snacks.
Qian Qi smacked their heads, scolding, "Don’t eat on my hair! Crumbs everywhere!"
"You’re going to wash it anyway, what’s the big deal?" The Python King, feeling a loss of face from the smack, retorted angrily.
"Fine, then I’ll eat spicy hot pot on your head from now on! Enjoy hot pot! Barbecue! Build houses, cook meals, take baths, and even poop on your head!!!" Qian Qi roared back. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel•fire.net
"??? What? You dare?!"
A fierce and exciting human-snake war was about to break out, when the Light Brain suddenly vibrated, interrupting the impending disaster.
The message was from Su Ang. Although she had Su Ang’s contact information, Qian Qi had never added him as a friend on Light Brain. After blacklisting him and releasing him, she still didn’t add him as a friend, so Su Ang continued to use the stranger request function to message her.
This time was no exception, and Qian Qi habitually replied in this manner.
[I am your uncle]: Just arrived.
[...]: I had Sikong Wang prepare some snacks for you, remember to eat.
Qian Qi glanced at the cookie in her hand. Oh, no wonder they were all her favorites; it was Su Ang who had asked for them to be prepared.
He really is quite a nice person.
Qian Qi took a bite of the cookie and started typing.
[I am your uncle]: When are you coming over?
[...]: Why, do you need me to do something?
[I am your uncle]: Nothing, just a bit bored being alone in the room.
That’s why I’m chatting nonsense with you here.
The Light Brain fell silent for a while, and just when Qian Qi thought Su Ang wouldn’t reply, it vibrated again.
[...]: Then... shall I send over eight male models for you?
What she said earlier was wrong; he’s not just a nice guy, he’s absurdly nice!
The Python King gossipingly looked at the Light Brain, "Contractor, what is a male model?"
"They are handsome men, especially well-built, who are willing to show off their nice abs for money," Qian Qi lazily explained, "In other words, they are male snakes particularly popular among female snakes, whom the female snakes are willing to pay Evolution Materials to watch acting cool."
"Oh?" The Python King suddenly perked up with interest, "Is there really such a good thing?"
The other Emperor Pythons also grew envious, "I also want to be a male model, no, a snake model!"
"As long as you give me Evolution Materials, I’ll show anything!"
"I swear, I don’t know whether it’s you being weird or the rich granny being weird..."
"My king! Let’s stop playing games and become male models!"
"No way! We play games and become male models both!"
The Emperor Pythons chattered away, and the system peeked at the chat logs, teasing, [Oh, does he still remember he owes you eight male models?]
Qian Qi was puzzled, "Owes? When?"
[Back at school, you told the principal you wanted eight male models more than Su Ang!]The system remembered clearly, immediately recounting with relish, [Su Ang even promised to take you to Song City to see male models, but there weren’t any in Song City!]
Rounding up, that meant Su Ang owed Qian Qi eight male models!
Qian Qi: ... Oh, she really forgot if it wasn’t mentioned.
She hurriedly replied.
[I am your uncle]: Yes yes yes!
There was no response again, Qian Qi patiently waiting for a reply, only for the door to the room to be knocked instead of receiving Su Ang’s message.
Qian Qi jumped up immediately, surprised, "So fast, the male models are here?!"
The Emperor Pythons also got excited, eager to see how handsome human male models could really be.
Qian Qi excitedly opened the door, but her joyful and expectant face turned dull and disappointed little by little upon seeing Sikong Lin’s old face.
Outside, Sikong Lin watched as the originally joyful Qian Qi turned stiff with dismay at the sight of him, and the twenty or so A-level Emperor Pythons on her head also shifted from eager anticipation to a disdainful "just this" expression.
Sikong Lin: "...What’s wrong?"
"Mourning my lost male models," Qian Qi said, her small face plastered with dismay.
"Not even as handsome as that man called Ang. Are all male models this old? And weren’t there supposed to be eight?" The Pythons harshly criticized, "Could it be they ordered the cheapest ones?"