"Tell him to buy a burial niche first, then we can get married; although we don't have a house while we're alive, at least we can be buried together after we die, and that's something like a home."
"Who knew this idiot would really go buy one."
"Everyone at our company almost died laughing when they heard about it."
Amusement brimmed in the woman's eyes as she leaned bonelessly against the man beside her, her gaze blatantly raking over Hungry Monkey, her lips curled in a subtle, nearly imperceptible sneer.
"Oh?"
The man, who seemed rather young, first looked at Hungry Monkey with interest, "I've heard this story many times before, but it's the first time I've met the person it's about. Can you tell me what you were thinking at the time?"
"Or did you really think that by buying a burial niche, you could get married?"
"Tch."
"Why are you still doing manual labor now? I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Zhang Wu, a Lv7 Magician. Do you understand what that means?"
The man, with a hint of scorn, shook his head slightly and walked away, pulling the woman in his arms; as they passed Hungry Monkey, he deliberately raised her hand and lightly brushed it over Hungry Monkey's chest.
The woman didn't resist either, just giggled along.
...
Chen Miao had been leaning silently on his cane the whole time, holding a cigarette in his mouth calmly and watching everything before his eyes, without speaking. His pupils looked clear, except when he glanced at the backs of the departing couple, his lips curled into a slight smile.
And Hungry Monkey, rigid from the start, finally shuddered when the woman's slender hand brushed against his chest, looking truly overwhelmed.
Clearly, Hungry Monkey hadn't gotten over this woman.
Maybe on some quiet night, Hungry Monkey had fantasized whether the woman he once loved would come back to him, and he was willing to fight for that.
After a long while.
Standing by the roadside, head lowered so his face wasn't visible, Hungry Monkey said in a hoarse voice, lower than a fly's buzz,
"This is fucked up."
"Yeah."
Chen Miao held the cigarette between two fingers, exhaling a long breath of pale blue smoke. He glanced at the couple who had disappeared into the distance and said seriously, "Indeed, it's fucked up."
"Miao, you don't know, I've broken my back for her before."
"Yeah, I know. And now, she's gotten her heart broken too."
"I..."
Just as Hungry Monkey was about to say something, he seemed to realize something. His eyes reddening and his expression slightly ferocious, he looked up at Chen Miao and then, rolling up his sleeves in anger, he prepared to chase after them and yell, "I'm going to kill that bastard couple."
He also had the good timing now to practice his shooting skills.
And the simplest method to practice shooting was to feed on bullets; luckily, he didn't have much except for a surplus of bullets. In the Nothingness Space, the '9mm' bullet production line required only 10 Star Coins to produce 10,000 bullets.
This was undoubtedly much cheaper than buying bullets from the personal player panel.
If the "Python R6 Revolver", this Occupational Weapon, were to be purchased directly from the panel, the price would be 10 Star Coins for 30 bullets, which is equivalent to 1 Star Coin for 3 bullets—exorbitantly expensive.
"Bang, bang!"
Chen Miao held the revolver in his left hand, leaning against a tombstone, and kept shooting at the sparrows flying in the sky.
Soon, a full round was fired.
Not a single hit.
Chen Miao's temper slowly flared up; with an expressionless face, he reloaded and opened fire again, but once more, he missed with the entire round.
Fully enraged, Chen Miao's expression turned icy as he continually loaded, fired, ejected the cylinder, and reloaded.
Not far off, Hungry Monkey, who also had a considerable amount of temper burning within, swung his fists non-stop, his eyes reddened and slightly fierce.
Just like that.
"Bang, bang, boom!"
"Bang, bang, boom!"
The strident sounds of gunshots and the whoosh of fists seemed to blend into a "Symphony of the Undead", echoing over the entire cemetery, while the guard at the cemetery gate continued as if he heard nothing, his wrinkled face gazing at the small television inside the guardroom.
As one grows old, one tends to become hard of hearing.
As for everyone else, there was no way they could hear—quietly resting underneath the ground.
Sometimes you have to admit, living in a suburban cemetery does have its perks; firing away with such abandon would definitely be impossible in the downtown center.
At that moment—
Chen Miao's player panel suddenly received a message from Doctor Gou.
"An Experience Secret Realm is about to open, want to go?"
"Not many people know about it. I've contacted some old friends from before, and I've managed to get you two entry spots."
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ps: Typos will be corrected post-publication.
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