Novel Bin Chapter 153: Invincible
Chapter 153: Invincible
Outside of serious injury, he could operate with only three hours of sleep.
In addition to satisfying his basic needs, he didn’t know how else to fill his long day. He wanted to go on missions with Gao Yang to defeat lizard people, but Gao Yang always told him to be patient and accumulate power while laying low.
Besides, Gao Yang had jumped ship to the Qilin Guild or whatever it was called, and he hadn’t contacted Wang Zikai for quite a while.
Wang Zikai could only tell himself that Gao Yang must have his reason, that he was the trump card of humanity, the chosen savior of the world. He must not take things lightly.
Still, still...
The days were so damn boring.
After games lost their appeal, Wang Zikai suddenly got into singing.
Right now, he was standing on the sofa barefooted in his luxurious living room equipped with a home karaoke set, dressed in a T-shirt that said, ‘Invincible.’
Holding a microphone in one hand and a spicy chicken leg in the other, he sang to his heart’s content.
“How lonely it is to be invincible...”
“How empty it feels to be invincible...”
“Standing alone at the peak with the sweeping, cold wind...”
“Who will understand my lonesome heart...”
Wang Zikai bit the last chunk of meat off the chicken leg and cast the bone into the trash can near him, holding the microphone with his other hand.
“How lonely it is to be invincible...”
“How empty it feels to be invincible...”
“Will she hear me out from her hiding place in heaven...”
“My loneliness, it is endless...”
When the song ended, Wang Zikai jumped off the sofa and bowed to the TV. “Thank you! Thank you all for coming to my concert! Now, I’ll sing the song...”
Bam!
The window of the living room shattered into glass particles. Perching on the windowsill was a girl with drenched hair and equally drenched cloak wrapping around her body. In her hand was a brick.
She jumped in and threw the brick away. “Done!”
“Who are you?” Wang Zikai paused before breaking into a surprised grin. “A burglar?”
Fresh Snow wordlessly looked around in amazement, blinking.
“You’re bold to barge into my turf, I’ll give you that!” Wang Zikai dropped the microphone and tightened his fist to make a swing. He had been itching for a fight, and the girl happened to barge in then.
“Wait!” Gao Yang vaulted through the window just in time.
“Gao Yang!” Wang Zikai’s eyes lit up. “Fuck, man. You’re...”
“Fresh Snow!” Gao Yang reprimanded her in a resigned tone. “I told you to ring the door. Why did you break the window?”
“But he couldn’t hear me!” Fresh Snow said like it was obvious.
“Wang Zikai, this is Fresh Snow,” Gao Yang quickly introduced. “My...friend.”
“Very good friend!” Fresh Snow corrected.
“Good friend?” Wang Zikai turned to Gao Yang in surprise. “When did you get another good friend? Why didn’t I know?”
“Don’t worry about something so trivial.” Gao Yang coughed and changed the subject while squeezing his drenched shirt dry. “As you see, we’ve just finished a mission and came to recuperate. Maybe take a shower too.”
“Mission?” Wang Zikai got even more worked up. “Why didn’t you call me to help with your mission, bro?”
“We don’t use a butcher knife for cows to kill a chicken, and the mission wasn’t important enough to warrant your involvement. You’re our trump card, not to be used without a good cause.” Gao Yang came up with flattery as easily as he breathed.
“Alright, alright.” Wang Zikai grinned with his whole face before sending Fresh Snow a derisive look. “Fresh Snow, is it? Go ahead and take care of yourself.”
Gao Yang knew Wang Zikai’s place like his own, and he led Fresh Snow to the bathroom. “Take a shower, Fresh Snow.”
“Okay.”
Fresh Snow made to take off the cloak as soon as she stepped into the bathroom. Gao Yang quickly pushed her through the door with a ‘wait!’ and slammed the door closed.
He turned to Wang Zikai. “Do you have women’s clothes here?”
“Yeah, my mom’s.”
“That’ll do.”
Wang Zikai found a set of silk pajamas from the walk-in closet. Gao Yang took it and complained, “You were eating chicken leg, weren’t you? Have you wiped your hands?”
“I’ve washed my hands!” Wang Zikai grumbled. “Who is this friend of yours? Is she that important?”
‘Important’ doesn’t even begin to cover it. We may die if we don’t treat her right.
Gao Yang gingerly opened the door by a crack with the pajamas in his other hand, feeling a wave of humid heat coming from the inside.
He reached in with the bundle of pajamas. “I brought you clothes, Fresh Snow.”
She suddenly popped her head out of the door, making Gao Yang jump. “Can I not wear clothes like these? I hate how they stick to my body.”
The most Fresh Snow could take was the loose, oversized cloak, and even that she had put on reluctantly.
“No, you have to put these on!” Gao Yang said seriously. “I have clothes on as well. Good friends should do the same thing!”
“Alright!”
Convinced, Fresh Snow took the pajamas and shut the door.
Ten minutes later, Fresh Snow emerged with the pajamas made of thin silk covering her petite body. The way the fabric hugged her curves aroused imagination.
Gao Yang sighed softly and grabbed a blanket to put around her.
Noting that her hair was still wet, he said, “Dry your hair.”
“Don’t wanna,” she said carelessly. “Leave it.”
“No, you’ll catch a cold.”
Fresh Snow retorted proudly, “I don’t catch cold.”
“Sit.”
Gao Yang made Fresh Snow sit down on the sofa and fetched the hairdryer. Then he stood behind her to dry her silver hair.
Fresh Snow seemed to dislike the sounds, and she kept hissing at the hairdryer with her back arched. After a few hisses, though, she realized there was nothing scary about it, and she started enjoying the service with her eyes narrowed, her silver hair flying around her face.
Soon dried, her hair ran softly down her shoulders.
Wang Zikai had been watching the whole time, and he said in a judgemental tone, “Bro, your friend seems kinda stupid.”
Fresh Snow glared at Wang Zikai. “You’re stupid!”
“What, you disagree?” Wang Zikai scoffed. “Then prove yourself!”
“Fine! How do I prove it?” Fresh Snow got riled up.
Wang Zikai grabbed a controller from the sofa. “Let’s have a PVP match! You aren’t chickening out, are you?”
Gao Yang facepalmed. Wait, you think playing a game will prove someone’s intelligence? What’s the logic in that?
“Of course not!” Fresh Snow accepted the challenge.
Gao Yang sighed silently. Well, at least that will keep them occupied, and I can take my shower.
Gao Yang went to the bathroom for a shower. During the time, he accessed the system and checked his Luck points to make sure he wasn’t in any danger. Then he started thinking ahead.
There was a reason he took Fresh Snow to Wang Zikai’s place.
First, it was relatively safe, at least safer than walking around on the streets with her in tow.
Second, Wang Zikai was a valuable asset. On the off chance that Fresh Snow went berserk and attempted to kill him, Gao Yang stood a better chance of winning with Wang Zikai by his side.
His two encounters with Fresh Snow allowed him to profile her to some extent. The girl was young and quite naive, but in the way a small animal was naive. She didn’t have a clear outlook on right and wrong, but she did operate by some codes. And she depended heavily on her sister.
According to how Fresh Snow had been treating him, she wasn’t hostile to him, but instead had an unexplainable trust and goodwill for him.
Perhaps he could use it to his advantage and get some useful information out of her to understand the Spectres. The more he knew, the better he could take proactive measures.
After the quick shower, Gao Yang dried his hair and put on Wang Zikai’s pajamas. When he got back to the living room, Fresh Snow and Wang Zikai were playing a fighting game, both with a tight clutch on a controller.
“Hey, hey, hey, wait a moment, wait...” Wang Zikai whined. “Ahhhh! Fuck! This isn’t happening! This can’t be!”
“Haha! You lose again!” Fresh Snow swung the controller around, satisfied. “You are the dummy!”
Wang Zikai was a sore loser. “That doesn’t count! Again!”
“You’re on!” Fresh Snow sounded happy.
The moment Gao Yang came over and took a seat on the sofa, Fresh Snow jumped up to snuggle close to him, nuzzling his arm.
Gao Yang quietly watched them play. After a while, he said with feigned nonchalance, “You’re good at this, Fresh Snow.”
“Yeah!” Fresh Snow stared at the TV and continued her epic fight with Wang Zikai. “Sister often plays with me.”
Gao Yang put on his most natural act. “Won’t your sister worry about you when you’re out on your own?”