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Chapter 9: Ninth Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish Lu Yuan: "..." On the other side, Siming had already quickly finished the novice tutorial. He looked up excitedly. "Let's play!" "Starting already?" Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Not going to practice a bit?" "No need, it's not like I can master it in a short time anyway." Siming shook his head. Although the game was contained within a small handheld console, its scale was massive and the controls were quite complex. It was impossible to fully…- 320.2 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 8: The Eighth Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish "Mm." To Goudan's surprise, Lu Yuan actually looked up and hummed in agreement. It was only a single syllable, but still- "You just said 'mm', didn't you? You definitely did!" Goudan cried out. "You actually agreed with this guy! So why did you turn me down every time I asked to play games with you before!" "Because you're too trash at them," Siming said with a beaming smile. "...Hey!" "Be good," Lu Yuan soothed. "You don't even…
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- Chapter 7: The Seventh Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish "Yes! Of course there is!" Goudan was very excited. "It might not be a lot, but it's enough to keep you alive in a place like this!" "..." Lu Yuan interrupted helplessly. "He probably has more money on him than you've ever seen in your life." There was currency on the Desolate Planet. Although there didn't seem to be a unified issuing authority—at least not on the surface—there was still a certain amount of currency circulating…
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- Chapter 6: Sixth Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish Lu Yuan wasn't actually that opposed to killing. How should he put it? After over a decade on the battlefield, even if most of what he killed were bugs, he was well-acquainted with the cycle of life and death. However, he didn't want to break the rules he had established. Furthermore... Even if he let this man kill someone, the man wouldn't necessarily leave quietly. On the contrary, if Lu Yuan showed any lack of resolve or strength, this…
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- Chapter 5: Fifth Day of Being a Salted Fish Goudan nodded. "...Oh." He hesitated, looking as if he wanted to say more. Lu Yuan glanced at him and explained, "I'm quite satisfied with you. You aren't exactly my subordinate." Subordinates required management, and management was a hassle. Although Goudan was in the habit of calling him "Boss" or "Brother," terms that implied a hierarchy, Lu Yuan viewed their relationship as more of a partnership. For instance, he provided TV dramas, and…
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- Chapter 4: The Fourth Day of Being a Salted Fish When Goudan returned, Lu Yuan was curled up on the sofa reading a novel. Even in the interstellar era, the art form of using text to carry and express stories had not disappeared. On the contrary, with the updates and iterations of language, it had become even richer. Lu Yuan didn't have any particularly strong feelings toward novels. Of course, that didn't mean he disliked them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to read one right now. It was…
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- Chapter 3: The Third Day of Being a Salted Fish "True enough." Lu Yuan expressed his agreement with the other man's point of view. Then, this protagonist, who had been lying on the sofa for two entire chapters, finally began to sluggishly push himself into a sitting position. "Right?" Goudan said, focusing on the TV while sloppily slurping his noodles. He chimed in casually, "I know you too well. For a guy like you, asking you to be even a little diligent is like asking for your life. I don't even…
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- Chapter 2: The Second Day of Lying Flat A familiar set of footsteps broke the silence of the small shop. The sound came from far away, likely beyond the hearing of any ordinary person. However, Lu Yuan's keen senses caught the rhythm, jolting him awake from his slumber. The shop's other resident was returning. Reluctant to move, Lu Yuan clutched his quilt and rolled over with his eyes closed. With a head of messy hair, he tried to bury his face deeper into the pillow. He didn't need to lift…
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