Chapter 14: The Thing He Didn't Admit

"Oh! So you're here! Yi Zhen, how hard did you throw it? It flew right in there. Damn, I can't reach it. A stick, a stick!"

Zhen Lin found Yi Zhen's lost phone quite easily this time, because when the light shone inside, the phone's screen naturally reflected a bit of light. Though not much, it was enough to spot. However, the phone was too far inside; no matter how he reached, he couldn't get it. Complaining to Yi Zhen, he stood up again to find something long to pick it out. Setting aside whether friction might damage the phone, the real issue was that he couldn't get it out; it was less practical than moving bricks.

Alright, no more joking. There are plenty of long things in the dorm. Although there wasn't the wooden stick Zhen Lin had been longing for, an iron clothes-drying pole would do.

Yi Zhen hadn't spoken a word from start to finish. Since the phone was accounted for, he just had to wait. Talking more might worsen the dizziness in his head. He couldn't think of anything right now; if an accident happened, it would be disastrous. Getting the phone was the most important thing.

Zhen Lin held the iron clothes-drying pole with both hands, looking quite like he was wielding a long spear. Unfortunately, his physique was a major flaw; otherwise, he could have pulled off the aura quite well. For now, no one was there to admire his domineering stance. One lay still, the other stood foolishly. The title of "Strange Dorm" never failed to disappoint.

"A-da!"

On the way back to the door, he finally couldn't resist swinging the pole around a few times and even shouted in a very chuunibyou manner. Then, he ruthlessly tossed the pole up and down. Though he knew he couldn't delay, his body simply wouldn't obey. The thought that "with a pole in hand, the world is mine" just couldn't be dispelled. One could say the joy lay right there.

Fortunately, he could barely distinguish priorities. Clearly, fulfilling his promise was more important. Playtime could wait. He remembered there was some CF event tonight; if he caught it, there would be rewards. He couldn't miss that. So, playing with the pole was decisively tossed aside. As a gaming otaku, making trade-offs was easy.

Besides, no one cared when he was playing. If he didn't recover quickly, people would call him stupid. Although showing his report card could shut them up, he didn't want to make it too troublesome. That was enough for him to play many times over. Rush, rush, rush! Get the phone and play games! Who cares about the rest!

This time, it was smooth sailing. After all, the phone was just sitting there; without legs, it couldn't run away. With the pole in hand to hook it, he could even push it out from a corner. One could only say having tools was good; even retrieving things was convenient. If he had hands like that, playing games would be much easier, hehe!

Well, it was all just his delusion. How could such a thing happen? This is a scientific society. I don't believe it (pouting. jpg).

"Here, take it, Yi Zhen. Your phone is back. However, the screen and casing are quite damaged. Sorry. It still works, though. If it really doesn't work, use mine for now. I'll buy a new one later. I'm going to play games. Is the laptop on your bed? Oh! I see it, it's still covered. Are you jerking off? So intense! Hehe!"

After getting the phone, Zhen Lin walked back and handed it to Yi Zhen, apologizing sincerely. Although he knew he probably wasn't the one who broke the phone, he still had to show an attitude. After all, harmony brings wealth. Plus, they had been good brothers for so long. If Yi Zhen really didn't want to use this half-broken phone, he could use Zhen Lin's. Zhen Lin wasn't worried about having two phones; he could just buy another one once he had enough money. Sigh, just that domineering!

Then, remembering what came next, he quickly grabbed the charger from the top bunk.

He plugged it in, turned it on, and once everything was ready, he placed the phone directly into Yi Zhen's hand before turning to walk toward the toilet.

He also asked where his computer was. Due to a slight angle issue, he hadn't noticed it before. After finding it, he really wanted to tease. After all, the computer's closure was too suspicious. Who would leave a computer not fully closed and not even shut it down? Especially Yi Zhen, a semi-gaming otaku. Such a case was rare. Not teasing would be doing a disservice to his own computer. You suffered, cough cough! (wry smile. jpg)

It was obvious he was in a rush. Who knows what he was rushing for? He even fainted.

Putting aside the unbridled Zhen Lin, before he climbed up to get the computer, if he didn't put down the pole in his hand, Yi Zhen would probably force himself to endure the splitting headache and rush up to spar with him a few times.

Fortunately, although Zhen Lin was eager, he knew he had to put the long clothes-drying pole away first. This was a treasure in every dorm. Without it, you couldn't hang clothes. Plus, since they hung them indoors, this thing was quite necessary. Buying one required the whole dorm to chip in money, which wasn't really worth it. Those who know, know. There are many twists and turns in here; it can't be explained in a sentence or two to relatives.

Otherwise, how would things like auctioning the rights to operate the student cafeteria or the small shop happen? Because the profits were considerable. They were willing to spend huge sums to secure them. Everything, everything was for the word "profit." The mortal world drifts on; all move for profit...

Since Zhen Lin followed the normal steps, Yi Zhen had nothing to say. Plus, he hadn't split his attention anyway, so what others did didn't really concern him. Except for the blood he had to shed when splitting the costs, he didn't need to worry about anything else. Others had figured it out for him; everyone paid money, and he just provided the effort. It was also a way to take care of his roommate.

After two smashing actions, the phone in his hand was nearly a piece of junk. However, it could still be used for now, so there was no need to buy a new one yet. Plus, funds were insufficient. So, let's wait until funds are sufficient to discuss these matters.

Hmm? Perhaps making money with a phone really isn't a dream!

Before that, let's first see if we can draw a prize. I remember there was a prize-drawing wheel mentioned, and the rebate amount was decent. Maybe he would become that lucky one.

Virtual or real objects... this should count, right? Still not entirely sure. Let's try first. If it really rebates enough principal, he could exchange it for a phone with better performance. The current one had a damaged inner screen, half the back cover was missing, and the battery was blatantly exposed. Once it heated up, it would burn his hand.

He unlocked the phone again. Since this phone had some memory storage function, the interface was still the original one upon opening, except there were many more customer service messages. The background only had this single software.

At the very end of the messages, there was a jump link sent by customer service. This should be the rebate big wheel mentioned earlier? It looked very unreliable!

Yi Zhen propped up the phone with his hand, keeping his eyes roughly level with the screen. He hadn't forgotten that his body was still a bit weak. Although he very much wanted to perk up, the conditions still didn't quite allow it. Thus, he still had to find a cure within the phone. He hoped the omnipotent phone would not disappoint...

He clicked the link, which was just a very common and ordinary wheel mini-game. Immediately, six red envelopes appeared, arranged neatly in one row of three columns. Above, several large characters were extremely conspicuous: 'Zhongzheng Renhe Hospital Family Gift: Choose one of six to receive exclusive medical subsidies or red envelopes!'

Well, how could there be such a good thing in the sky? Although he did need treatment, the subsidy could only be described as better than nothing. It still couldn't cure the body's weakness... Sigh, no choice. Hurry up and draw, then hurry up and exit. If he doesn't find it quickly, he won't be able to go out later. His body was already continuously protesting, unable to endure too much delay.

After randomly clicking one, he didn't even look and directly clicked the X. The subsequent wheels were operated similarly, except this time he didn't close it quickly, because he still had to witness it with his own eyes again, witnessing the effect of the ability. This would give him more confidence in the subsequent treatment steps.

Although he didn't want to admit that he always held a strong obsession with things, this was a fact laid out in the open. Perhaps he was too dull, or perhaps he hoped the world didn't possess supra-scientific phenomena. Anyway, everything still happened. Now, he still needed the sedimentation of time to slowly tell him these things...