Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead

v1c10 - Big Shot (10/20)

Translated by gudetokki.

Ch10 - I don't eat the original taste

He couldn't walk through walls, couldn't transform into a mosquito to fly, and also couldn't disappear in place. Then how to get in?

Chen You anxiously scratched his head, "444, do you have an idea?"

444, "Ding, I can provide the key."

Chen You was happy and searched through his four pockets but there was not even a fart, "Where is it?"

"Ding, hand over the 1,000-word experience report first."

Chen You, "..."

"I have something to do now, I'll give it to you later."

There was no response.

Chen You faced the wall with a green face, recalling the feeling at that time. It could be summed up in just four words -- pleasurable to the extreme.

He took the sentence apart and put together a thousand words. It turned out to be unqualified.

"Why?"

"Ding, not literary enough."

"A product experience report of an ecstasy drug still needs a literary style?" Chen You was filled with disdain. "Really too much work."

"Wait, let me think!"

Chen You's brain spun rapidly and began organizing languages.

"At that moment, there was a fire on my tailbone. I was burning, it was hot and my whole body turned scalding hot."

He grabbed the goose b.u.mps and stomped them on the ground while simultaneously reading aloud, "My heart, my body, and every bone in my body, all melted into liquid. It was wet and very comfortable..."

After he dealt with the System and got the key, Chen You's brain cells had all died out. He supported himself with hands on the wall, his whole face lifeless.

After a long time, Chen You slapped himself twice and sobered up. With the key in hand, he went to the door of Qin Feng's room and was about to open the door when he found it was ajar.

"..."

So what was the point of his bitter suffering just now? Chen You felt a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat.

He sneaked into the room and was a.s.sailed with a choking smell of tobacco. The room was pitch dark that he was unable to see his fingers. It seemed as if a huge monster was breathing heavily in the darkness and each exhale emitted a strong foul smell.

It was very terrifying.

Chen You pinched his palm and moved forward step by step. His foot seemed to have kicked something, producing a m.u.f.fled sound.

The surrounding air suddenly condensed and the deathly stillness was frightening.

Chen You was too nervous. He did not dare to breathe out or move another step. Then, he accidentally let out a fart.

The sound was not stifled but carried a little cheerful rhythm.

The only good thing was that fortunately it did not smell much.

Chen You's nerve endings suddenly shook. He could already ascertain that there was a pair of eyes attracted by his fart and it was coming from the left.

Time pa.s.sed by seconds and minutes like a knife sc.r.a.ping inside Chen You's brain. He was short of breath.

What should he do?

Should he start with that fart, or the scene in the morning? How about...

Start with the weather?

There was a sudden crisp sound, Chen You's eardrum seemed to have been poked by a fine needle. He opened his eyes wide and saw a cl.u.s.ter of faint blue flames had sprung out and leapt flirtatiously in the darkness. A pair of deep bottomless eyes and an expressionless face flashed by.

The fire went out and everything was covered in darkness again.

Chen You liked to play hide-and-seek, discovered his little buddy's hiding place and looking at the other's angry and unreconciled appearance, he felt awesome.

But right now, he really didn't want to play.

Chen You smelled the smoke and moved towards the huge monster to give himself up, mentally prepared for his neck to be bitten off by a bite and eaten clean bit by bit.

"Second Master."

Chen You squatted down, darkness covering his face, and only his voice, clean and pleasant, was heard. "When I pa.s.sed by, I saw that your door was open, so I took the initiative to come in."

"Why don't you stay in your room?"

The man's voice was hoa.r.s.e and muddy as if rubbed with sandpaper and one couldn't tell his mood from hearing it.

"It's thundering, I'm scared."

Chen You whispered in all apparent seriousness, "When I was a child, I was almost struck by lightning. I don't dare to be alone in the room."

When he finished speaking, he held his breath.

After an unknown time, a hand accurately gripped his throat.

Chen You's breathing was obstructed. He waved his hands and grabbed blindly, uncaring of what he managed to grab, he grabbed it to death.

Sss--

Qin Feng's chin was grabbed. He restrained the crazy little fellow and warned dangerously, "Don't move."

Chen You panted wetly, "Second Master, take away your hand and I won't move."

A low laughter rang out, its meaning unknown, "You are the first to talk terms with me."

Chen You could breathe smoothly again. He dropped to the floor with his hands hanging down, as if he had been in a fight and his physical strength was exhausted.

"That's because they're all afraid of Second Master. I'm not afraid."　　

Qin Feng's interest was slightly piqued, "Oh?"

"Then why are you frightened into crying when you saw me this morning?"

Chen You's mouth twitched, uncle, it's no fun chatting with you.

"That's not true."

Chen You lied through his teeth, "I really admire and like Second Master a lot."

"Really?" Qin Feng blew smoke rings, "A month ago in another room on this floor, you pointed at my nose and scolded me an old pervert, a mad dog, and my techniques like rotten dregs."

Chen You choked as he coughed, heh heh, this topic could not go on anymore.

"I was possessed by evil spirits and was not in my right mind." He sighed worriedly, "Second Master, sometimes I get crazy, even I'm afraid of myself."

Qin Feng smiled coldly, "You have so many tricks up your little mouth."

Chen You continued, "They're absolutely true."

He stared at the little extinguished spark on the cigarette b.u.t.t until he went cross-eyed, "Second Master, what do you like to do besides working?"

"Play b.a.l.l.s, exercise, drink tea, or play chess?" Chen You spoke to himself, "I like to play games. Sometimes I played like crazy, I could stay up all night for several days just in order to equip myself." Then he died suddenly.

Qin Feng ground his cigarette, the noisy voice that was like a loudspeaker rang in his ear incessantly, even the sound of wind and rain outside became blurry.

No one would talk so much in front of him. The talk was also nonsense without nutrition.

It was as if he were twenty years younger, bare-chested in an internet café or dormitory, carrying beer bottles and flaming with youthful pa.s.sion.

Qin Feng nipped off the cigarette, his eyes behind the lenses darkened.

"Once, there was a lottery in the game. My character broke through and I drew a 30,000 Tongbao*!"

*coins.

Chen You licked his mouth, his stomach was empty. He didn't understand why when he came in contact with the target, many times, he was either a little hungry or too hungry.

In the next second, his head spun dizzily.

Chen You sprawled on the ground like a potsticker*, "Second Master, why don't you speak for while?"　　

*pan-fried dumpling.

Qin Feng clearly did not want to.

In the darkness, there was a subtle noise.

Chen You's body was thoroughly tempered though the soul was a shy little rookie, just starting off.

The rain was still falling and he was still lying flat on the ground. "Second Master, do you watch ball games? On the court, there's a half-time so they can have the energy to score in the next round."

Qin Feng was not indulgent, of all the desires of money, power, etc., only l.u.s.t alone was indispensable to him.

He always started in silence and ended in silence. At this moment, he listened to the youth's description and actually laughed.

"Do you want to count, how many goals can I score?"

Chen You rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Second Master is powerful and can kick in at least thousands of times."

Qin Feng spat out a word, "Count."

Chen You cursed in his heart and followed the rhythm of the older man. After counting dozens of times, he accidentally bit his own tongue and got angry, "Not counting!"

Qin Feng thought it was amusing. This little fellow was sometimes a lamb, sometimes a turtle, and now a hedgehog. He had not found out yet which was the other person's id.

The thunder broke out and flashed the corner of the room on and off. The storm was getting more violent.

The trees outside the window shook to an alarming extent, seemingly could be uprooted and flung to the sky at any time.

Qin Feng's whole body aura became more and more gloomy and terrible. He glanced outside the window from his peripheral vision, his heart felt like being gripped by a hand and tightly squeezed. He bent over double in pain.

The curtain was suddenly pulled open, the window pane was pushed out, and the thunder and lightning flashed outside. Chen You was pushed out and backed up on the cold hard windowsill. His upper body had been thrown out, the wind and rain came cras.h.i.+ng down like a flood, drenching his top and squeezing into his pores.

The summer rain was not cold but it was thick and fast. It pitter-pattered without gaps, smas.h.i.+ng on Chen You and causing him chest pain.

He saw the older man's expression in the flashes of lightning that appeared from time to time, it pretty much resembled an evil spirit.

It was also an evil spirit wanting to cry but not crying.

Rather pitiful.

Chen You s.h.i.+vered, he didn't know if it was because of pain or fright. How could he have a flood of maternal love? He wanted to hold him in his arms, stroke his head, give him a hug, sang a lullaby and coax him to sleep?

D*mn, this game is poisonous, absolutely!

The rain did not stop but Qin Feng stopped.

Chen You slid to the ground from the window sill. The rain on his head trickled down his cheeks, chin and collarbone. He could not feel the presence of several parts below his waist.

The light inside the room was suddenly lit up, the darkness screamed and was driven away completely. It was so sudden that Chen You was having difficulty to adapt, he covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

Qin Feng took off his trousers, unb.u.t.toned his s.h.i.+rt, tossed them carelessly and walked to the bathroom without looking at the person on the ground.

Chen You looked at the older man's broad back, narrow waist, b.u.t.tocks and long legs. He squinted his eyes, his figure is really f*cking good.

Leave now? Or continue to lie down?

Let's go.

By not following the normal routine could he then catch someone off guard.

Chen You propped himself up. His pants and socks were wet as if flooded.

Qin Feng came out of the bathroom and discovered no trace of the person in the room. It was what he wanted and yet he strangely felt it was somewhat unexpected.

There was a dark shadow under the door. Qin Feng's eyebrows gently raised. He went to open the door and a weight fell on his leg.

"What are you doing at the door?"

Chen You hung his head with wet clothes sticking to his spine, which was very prominent on his thin body.

His voice buzzed, "Second Master, my pants are dripping water. I'm afraid I'll get the corridor floor dirty and it'll be hard to clean up."

Qin Feng, "..."

He stepped back a few paces and the person on his leg lost his support and fell back with a thump.

Chen You hit the back of his head. He looked up at the man's nostrils from the bottom up. It's simply unnatural, why are the nostrils so s.e.xy?

Qin Feng caught sight of the many water stains on the floor. He snapped, "Get up."

Chen You opened his arms to Qin Feng without any mask. It was very direct, he just wanted to be held.

Under Qin Feng's eyes, the young man's black hair was wet against his scalp and blood vessels were visible on the pale face. The lips were a little dry and the chest was too thin. Touching him would feel like there were only ribs and hands.

Towards this kind of ordinary, unremarkable and without a trace of beauty body, he unexpectedly had a reaction.

Chen You's arms were sore. He lowered them, eyes drooping and lips pursed together slightly. He was quietly disappointed.

As if demons and G.o.ds were at work*, Qin Feng bent over and picked him up. The light weight did not conform to the weight that an adult man should have.

*unconsciously did something unexpected.

Chen You was carried into the bathroom and put on the ground. His legs were shaky that he could hardly stand.

"Wash yourself clean before you go out."

Qin Feng left an order and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Chen You came to life.

He scanned the bathroom and smelled the older man's residual scent. Qiao MingYue had never used this bathroom, this meant that he would not be kicked out when the other person returned.

Chen You wrapped himself in a towel and went out, "Second Master, I've washed myself clean." He actually had not and didn't have the patience. He only applied moisturizer all over to prevent dryness.

The other party was sitting on the chair and his gaze was deep. Chen You glanced past and his eyes shook.

Surely not, again?

He was already so famished that he was about to have low blood sugar.

Qin Feng unfastened his robe and leaned back lazily, then lifted his eyelids and swept Chen You with a glance.

But anyone who was not blind or stupid could understand what it meant.

Chen You knitted his brows, his face full of reluctance and dislike. He did not eat the original taste.