Chapter 391: Life as a Play: I Want to Complain!

Having hung around the Dome with these few for a long time, Bai Mu Yun is oddly particular; aside from that, at least Ying Duo has never felt aggrieved.

How is his true base such a pathetic place?

Hmm… thinking carefully, the Dream Illusion Bar is also flashy inside while its back door is piled like a garbage mountain.

After all, it can't see the light; at least the surface disguise is necessary.

At least there's no smell from outside the Dream Illusion Bar here.

Ying Duo stood at the doorway, staring at the broken door for a while longer.

Fine.

He reached out and pushed the door open; a wave of sweat mixed with some unknown musty, moldy smell hit his face, Ying Duo stepped inside, and that Ying Guang Lu glowed painfully bright in the dim light.

Xi Ren Sheng's arm was still draped over Lao Bao's shoulder, ready to pull the person out.

Then the two stopped simultaneously, turned their heads, their gazes passing over the crooked chairs, landing on the door that had just been pushed open and the blindingly bright Ying Guang Lu at the entrance.

Lao Bao's body was faster than his brain.

In an instant he shook off Xi Ren Sheng's hand, muscles tensed, body leaning slightly forward, then he saw what that Ying Guang Lu was.

A human head.

To be precise, it was a human head crowned with Ying Guang Lu hair.

Lao Bao's mind stalled for half a second—what the heck?

Before he could react, a rush of wind sounded nearby, and Xi Ren Sheng instantly performed something called a launch start.

Lao Bao only felt a flash before his eyes; the grass‑green head that had just been on his shoulder had already leapt out.

"Partner—!"

Xi Ren Sheng's voice erupted through the bar; Ying Duo hadn't had time to see what this wrecked place looked like when he felt something barreling toward him.

Thud!

Ying Duo's back slammed solidly against the floor; the bar's floor hadn't been mopped in who knows how many years, and a puff of dust filled his nostrils. Before he could curse, that grass‑green head had already lunged forward.

"Partner, partner, partner! You finally made it!"

Ying Duo: "......"

He lay on the ground, his head under that wobbling broken lamp, his mind filled with so many question marks they could overflow.

What the heck?

Now he can shoulder a Cannon Barrel and move quickly; how did this guy manage to fling him straight away?

A cannonball, is that it?

And the speed… no, Xi Ren Sheng just seemed to teleport directly onto his face.

Even though his Mutation Source is a stone, being smashed straight onto the ground like that still hurts, you know?

Lao Bao had just passed by when he saw this scene:

That Ying Guang Lu conjured a Cannon Barrel out of thin air, and without hesitation smashed it onto Xi Ren Sheng's head.

Xi Ren Sheng let out a "Aoo" and finally rolled off Ying Duo.

Lao Bao's steps halted, his gaze fixed on that Ying Guang Lu.

The Ying Guang Lu's hair shone in several shades brighter than Xi Ren Sheng's grass‑green, looking like a humanoid neon sign in the dim light; its features were fairly delicate, and it was patting the dust off its body.

Lao Bao had previously seen a wanted notice from the Church for him.

But back then his attention was entirely on Ying Duo's cannon door; now, looking at that Ying Guang Lu, he suddenly felt he had been wrong before.

At least in hair color, Xi Ren Sheng truly lost.

And that Ying Guang Lu finally got up from the ground, its inorganic eyes glancing at the nearby Xi Ren Sheng, who was doing a fish‑like backstroke.

Xi Ren Sheng patted his butt, grinning like a flower, and yanked Ying Duo's arm toward Lao Bao.

"Come, come, Lao Bao, let me introduce you—this is my partner—"

He turned back to Ying Duo, blinked, his gaze carrying a bright, ill‑intent.

"Partner, this is Lao Bao."

Ying Duo gave Lao Bao a glance, his eyes scanning from top to bottom, finally landing on his orange hair.

"So you're the Super Invincible Tyrant Warrior?"

Lao Bao's face went stiff.

This story, it's a long one.

It all started when Xi Ren Sheng met Yang Yixie online; lacking teammates for a game, he turned his attention to the real‑world acquaintances Hua Jian Lei and Lao Bao.

At that time, Lao Bao had just been introduced to the internet by the two, saw the nickname interface in the game, pondered for a while, even Googled it, and thought the eight characters "Super Invincible Tyrant Warrior" looked especially cool.

He truly thought it was cool then.

It was only much later that he learned the origin of the name, the meme behind it, and understood why others laughed nonstop for a full three minutes the first time they saw it in the game.

He considered changing it, but he lacked cultural knowledge and couldn't think of a good name.

And by the time he realized the name was unusable, it was too late; others laughed every time it was mentioned, and after his considerable effort and the passage of time, everyone finally stopped laughing, and the name was reduced to two characters,

"Lao Bao".

Those two characters were still decided by Yang Yixie, who said, "At least keep the 'Bao' character to commemorate that fleeting youth."

Lao Bao wanted to hit someone then, but through the internet he couldn't.

Lao Bao's mouth twitched, but he forced a laugh, rudely raised his hand and gave the Ying Guang Lu a hard rub twice.

"Try calling that name again?"

Lao Bao forced a grin, the smile tinged with clenched‑tooth resentment, yet his rubbing motion continued.

"Ying Duo, right? Been hearing about you for ages—this is still our first meeting, huh?"

Although they'd been online acquaintances for years, Yang Yixie valued his privacy highly and never shared any information with them.

If it weren't for such a sudden upheaval in reality, they might have spent their whole lives only being people of two worlds.

Xirensheng had been muttering since they just entered the game this time, saying that this guy would soon come to the Dome to find them, but after a week passed, the person still hadn't shown up.

They were still investigating the reason they couldn't return to reality when Yang Yixie arrived at that moment.

The moment Xirensheng saw Ying Duo, his eyes lit up.

Whenever Xirensheng is holding onto some bad idea to drag someone into trouble, that's the expression he makes.

But Hua Jian Lei still hasn't come back......

Lao Bao suddenly felt a headache; if these two wanted to stir up something together, could he stop them?

"Come on, come on, partner, you sit and rest first..." Xirensheng looked around, noticing that the high stools beside the bar were either missing an arm or a leg, so he simply plopped down on the ground, face up, looking at Ying Duo.

Ying Duo lowered his head to look at him, tilting his head in puzzlement, wondering what play he was performing.

"Looking down at me like this makes you seem more imposing," Xirensheng said, feeling unjustified yet emboldened, "If I'm going to complain, of course I need the audience to stand on higher ground."