CH 18

Shi Qingyang not only left out information about himself when registering on Fuzhan.com, but he also didn't allow receiving private messages from strangers. Aware that his post was problematic for the current hierarchy, he expected that no one would believe him at first and that many more people would doubt and criticize him.

He didn't care about other people's suspicions and accusations, preferring to act blindly, which he clearly did... Only why was his mailbox already full? The administrator, who was, of course, Pengcheng Wanli, had sent him hundreds of messages.

This can't be a fake account, can it? Even if it was real, why was every message so absurd?

"Starving God! Don't abandon me!!!"

"Starving God! Please contact me, please be my sugar daddy!"

"Starving God! Hey, where have you been?"

…

Starving God? Was he cursing him? And what’s the deal with all these babblings?

Shi Qingyang could only feel a bitter chill in his body. Was this the same elderly Pengcheng Wanli as he had imagined?

Shi Qingyang had always admired Pengcheng Wanli, but after seeing these messages, he felt as though he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't even respond to it for a while.

Shi Qingyang clicked on the "Combat Skills Exchange" forum after swiftly closing the message tab, and then he felt blind again.

Why did everyone call him “Starving”? When he posted the post at noon yesterday, several people rushed to condemn him, and pharmacists banded together to warn that doing so by his method would seriously harm the body and increase the rad-riot... However, everybody now was praising him?

It took years for this technique to be approved and promoted in his final life. But now, there were already people “kneeling and licking”? This was too evil!

Shi Qingyang was speechless, but after roughly flipping through it, he realized why.

His methods' rapid acceptance were largely due to the forum's high regard to Pengcheng Wanli. Many people admire him. Furthermore, this was the Internet, and it was easier to discuss it here.

Shi Qingyang purposefully left a message yesterday in order to catch the attention of Pengcheng Wanli. Despite the fact he acted weird in private messages, his main goal was achieved. He did some psychological work before responding to Pengcheng Wanli.

At that moment, another ding sounded. Shi Qingyang realized that Pengcheng Wanli had sent him another message.

"I saw you come online, Starving God! Please, don’t ignore me!”

Shi Qingyang took a deep breath, and after a while, he actually tapped few dots: "…"

Cheng Xuze, who had just eaten, breathed a sigh of relief on the other side of the screen. Since last night, he had been waiting for him to go online. His wait was finally over.

Waiting for too long caused his mood to fluctuate. He spoke naturally at first, but after a long wait, he couldn't help but become annoyed, and he discovered the odd way others conversed. Internet slang.

When he first sent those words, he even got goosebumps on his body, but after sending so many messages, he suddenly felt very excited, especially after imagining how the other party would react.

"I don't want to starve." He was most likely a senior expert, just like him. Receiving messages like these, people like him would be really entangled, right?

Cheng Xuze chuckled as he reflected on it. He copied a bunch of sentences, saved them in a file, and then sent them one by one. When he went to bed in the middle of the night, he asked Wang Qing to continue sending them. [TN: Poor butler XD]

As a result, in the morning when he woke up, Wang Qing's already cold expression became even colder.

Cheng Xuze saw the response and concluded that the other party was probably speechless at this moment. He smiled as he stroked his beard on his chin.

Should he always maintain this style?

Shi Qingyang was unaware of Cheng Xuze's scheme. He eventually calmed down after sending these dots.

He'd lived through so many heavy winds that he shouldn't be scared by little Internet slang.

After some thought, Shi Qingyang added another sentence. “I won’t be your sugar daddy, I already have my own sugar.”

“Starving, But I’m so warm, I beg you to be my sugar daddy!”

“Don’t call me Starving. I now have my own Sugar Daddy and am no longer hungry. You can call me Not Starving.” [TN: I really wanted to type ‘Don’t Starve’ like the game XD]

Cheng Xuze suddenly felt that only "..." could express his feelings.

"I don't want to starve" had a Sugar Daddy? He was really kept by someone?

He was quiet for a while before deciding not to use such strange terms when conversing with others.

"Starving God, I'd like to speak with you about the method of cutting radiant energy in the body to control rad-riots as you mentioned in your post yesterday."

“I told you not to call me Starving!” Shi Qingyang insisted.

"Sorry, I’m used to seeing others calling you Starving God…”

“I’ll later rectify it.” Shi Qingyang decided.

After he was sent to the research institute he never got a decent meal and could only drink nutrient solution. He was starving and didn’t want to feel it again.

"Then let's talk about business, Not Starving. I'm curious if you developed the method for cutting the rad-riot mentioned in the post yesterday?”

"Of course, this was inspired by a point xué described in martial arts novels I read a long time ago. I call it the "Rad-power Isolation Method".

Shi Qingyang became serious when they actually discussed business.

"That's a great name. Are there any other points where you might enter the radiation energy in this method, aside from the ones you listed in the post?"

"Yes, there were quite a few more. This method is unique to each level." Shi Qingyang wrote another sentence. What he used at the begging was a rougher method, but after he made it public, someone else helped him summarize it. Not just that, but those individuals discovered additional points where radiation energy could be input and then sorted them into a range ranging from level one to level nine.

"Really? Even for advanced levels?" Cheng Xuze's hands were trembling.

"Yes, there are for advanced levels as well. Is your rad-power rioting?” Shi Qingyang inquired, knowing that the answer would be yes 80 percent.

The higher the level of Rad-Warrior, the more unstable the rad-power would be as they age, and treatment that would alleviate the riots would lessen in effectiveness…

"As my body deteriorated a few years ago, rad-power got a little restless."

“’Rad-power Isolation Method’ approach addresses the symptoms but not the underlying source of rad- riot. At higher levels, it’s better to cooperate it with potions. You can drink the remedy after using this method, and the effect will be greatly enhanced.”

Shi Qingyang led the way to the proposal with ease. He used to value fame and fortune and with it got a potion receipt, but now he valued money more.

In the future, he will pretend to be a high-level Rad-Warrior. This way Pengcheng Wanli won't have the guts to cheat his money.

"Which kind of drug would have the strongest effect?" Cheng Xuze inquired right away.

"I have two really good medication prescriptions here. The first one can be drunk regularly, and the second after you use the method. What is you level?” Shi Qingyang asked.

The potion he should drink normally was the one he obtained from the research institute, and the potion he drank when he used the method was given to him by Feng Lin Qiu.

Feng Linqiu, the grandson of the natural ninth-level master Feng Yunhong, who was also the one who sent him to the research institute. Feng Linqiu used this tactic to win him over and become his friend, but he eventually knocked him down into the abyss.

While this recipe was indeed valuable, it wasn’t really practical to him in his former life. His biggest problem was not the unstable rad-power but the weak body that led to rad-riots. His rad-power natural was much calmer than the average person.

Cheng Xuze hesitated for a moment before writing: “I’m at 8th-level. Can this method be used at level eight? What about potions?”

Level eight? Shi Qingyang was taken aback. He expected Pengcheng Wanli to be level seven, but he didn't expect him to be level eight.

There weren't too many or too few 7th-level Rad-Warriors. In comparison, only few 8th level Rad-Warriors resided in China. Furthermore, he was impressed by the Chinese nation's eighth-level Rad-Warriors.

At level eight, the rad-power in the body was so unstable, that the person will die from a rad-riot in few years…

Pengcheng Wanli… Cheng?

Shi Qingyang had a sudden epiphany.

Cheng Ran's grandfather, Cheng Xuze, wasn't he an eighth-level radiation fighter? He died a year after Pengcheng Wanli mysteriously disappeared…

‘I must be mistaken!’

According to what he knew, Cheng Xuze was born in the army and made a lot of credit. He not only killed several high level beasts, but he also led a team that built a third-tier city. He had always been very old-fashioned, and Pengcheng Wanli, who had always been friendly, were two totally different personalities.

Furthermore, how could Cheng Xuze have send the previous information?

Shi Qingyang calmed down. As a sincere person, he first posted ’Rad-power Isolation Method’ that the eighth-level Rad-Warrior could use. “Here is the method for the level eight. As for the medicine, it’s a bit difficult to be configured.”

Cheng Xuze's first reaction was total emotion overwhelming.

He and "I don't want to starve" simply met on the Internet. How could he give so casually such an important thing? Furthermore, according to the other party, he was also willing to offer medicine!

Cheng Xuze felt compelled to demonstrate his sincerity to the opposing party: "What's the issue with the medication? I may assist with either resources or manpower. I have plenty of say in in Yangtze River City."

City on the Yangtze River? Shi Qingyang just felt a "boom" in his head erupt before he typed Two words: "Cheng Xuze?"

"Do you know who I am? Which master are you?" Cheng Xuze inquired right away.

Shi Qingyang clicked on the different messages Cheng Xuze had sent him in the past, calling for fortune or to be his sugar daddy?

If the guy who gave him these messages was Cheng Ran, he might be overjoyed to be his sugar daddy, but it wasn't Cheng Ran; it was Cheng Ran's grandfather.

Grandfather!

Shi Qingyang immediately realized he couldn't anymore look at these terms specifically.

“Are you still here, Not Starving?” Cheng Xuze's message was sent again

"I'm in a rush and need to go somewhere.” Shi Qingyang had to work hard to calm his hand in order to write such a sentence. As soon as it was sent, he shut down the computer as fast as he could.

Shi Qingyang immediately went downstairs, intending to see Cheng Ran to wash his eyes in order to get rid of the appearance of Cheng Xuze he saw at Cheng Xuze's funeral.