Book 4: Chapter 69:2: Shaving a Tigress’s Fur, Part 2
“...Then come to the Lungmen Guard Department tomorrow. I’ll help you get a business license.”
“Oh! Shithead dragon, are you planning to misuse your authority too?”
“Shut up, char siu cat. No one will think you are mute if you keep quiet. Furthermore, what do you mean by misuse of authority? It is just a simple temporary business license.” Swire made Ch’en slightly furious from embarrassment.
“OK, Elder Cousin. I’ll look for you tomorrow. I have to pack up my stall for today.”
Chen Heng patted the table; then the table and the tools on it instantly vanished.
“Is...this an Originium Art?” Ch’en finally understood how Chen Heng pulled out so many things from under the table.
“It should be considered a talent.”
[TL Note: Besides Originium Arts, operators in Arknights have talents. Talents provide some bonuses for the operators, but some have drawbacks. You can read more about talents here: /wiki/Talent.]
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Seven in the morning, the next day:
“Prophet! Prophet! Come out! You can see the future! Open the door!”
Chen Heng was still sleeping when a frantic knocking on his door woke him up.
Ever since Chen Heng joined the Dimension Administrators Association, he had grown increasingly lazy. He used to maintain a habit of waking up at six every morning to train with the sword for one hour. Now, he wasted time on games and comics. Oh, he would also waste time chatting in the chat group.
Chen Heng had played Honkai Impact 3rd late into the night. Then, he had to grind for Arknights’s new event. This resulted in him being listless in the morning.
Could Chen Heng still be saved if he left this group after joining the Re:Life Chat Group?
“I hear you! I hear you! Stop knocking!” From this voice, Chen Heng knew it was Exusiai. The reason was easy to guess; Texas must have told Exusiai about his prophetic ability yesterday.
After the two left, Chen Heng did not bother getting up, directly sleeping on the sofa. An alarm clock? There was no need, as he knew what time he would wake up.
When Chen Heng next woke up, it was already past nine o’clock.
Since it was this late, Chen Heng could not keep sleeping. After washing up, he placed the breakfast he purchased from the association’s store on the table before knocking on Nightingale’s and Skadi’s doors.
After eating, Chen Heng took out the schedule he had made the previous night: Seven Days in Lungmen.
This schedule allowed them to finish touring the entire Lungmen to the greatest extent in seven days.
In fact, not to mention seven days, Chen Heng’s schedule already allowed them to tour everything in Lungmen within four days.
Although Lungmen was large, there were much fewer leisure spots than he had imagined. Before coming, he had felt plenty of anticipation for this. However, when he checked, using his Precognition, he was disappointed.
As for why, due to the chaotic situation in the Arknights’s world, the entertainment business was not highly valued, even in Lungmen.
However, before Chen Heng formally started the tour, he brought Nightingale and Skadi down to the reception to change their single rooms for presidential suites.
The little tigress Swire had spoken to the hotel’s manager when she personally sent Chen Heng back.
After the change in accommodations, the three’s tour started.
The first stop was Lungmen’s largest shopping mall.
How could they not visit the shopping mall in a city of commerce like Lungmen? What a joke! That’s right; this shopping mall is the one in the game’s story, the one with the piano valued at 1,800,000 LMD.
Swire’s family ran this shopping mall too. However, Chen Heng was too embarrassed to mention wanting to go to this shopping mall to her.
Furthermore, Chen Heng looked forward to getting Nightingale a swimsuit. Skadi probably would look good in a swimsuit too.
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“Hey, Ah Heng, are we really getting this swimsuit? Isn’t it too early to buy a swimsuit? It is still a long way to summer.” Skadi looked at the swimsuit in her hands, then at Chen Heng with some confusion. Not that the swimsuit was embarrassing to wear; it was reasonably conservative, although it perfectly accented her figure.