Chapter 110: I bet with you!

Among the three of you, you are the oldest, which means you will be the first among the three to obtain the qualification to become a player.

Although you know your probability of becoming a player is 100%, you still can't help feeling nervous—not only about the new world and challenges you're about to face, but also about those secrets that have long been hidden deep inside you.

What exactly is a 'Legendary Player'? And what were those strange phenomena when I just registered my account? Why is my Legendary Talent Summon Nightmare?

All kinds of doubts and confusion have left you mentally drained, feeling gloomy for several days straight—and the first to notice something off was actually your archrival, Yu Xiaomo.

As for why Liu Delie wasn't the first to notice, what kind of delicate thought could you expect from a brute?

Yu Xiaomo somehow found out your birthday, so on the day before your 15th birthday, she called you and Liu Delie out...

So what exactly is this important matter you mentioned?

Zhang Jie sat in front of the barbecue stall, watching plate after plate of barbecue being served up, with a suspicious look.

The... important matter is, of course, to eat barbecue...

Yu Xiaomo forced a smile, sweat beading on her forehead, her big eyes constantly glancing sideways—she looked as suspicious as could be.

You... you you, why are you staring at me like that!

Yu Xiaomo felt a bit flustered under Zhang Jie's gaze; his eyes roved up and down her, full of distrust.

You little female imp, you must be hiding something nasty again, huh?

That sentence made this guy instantly flare up in anger.

Who are you calling a female imp!

Listening to Zhang Jie and Yu Xiaomo bickering, Liu Delie said nothing, just kept wolfing down the barbecue; their arguing had long been routine for him.

After all, he's just a brute; he couldn't get a word in edgewise when those two lovebirds quarrel.

Meanwhile, their argument continued.

I just don't want to watch my archrival ruin himself out of spite! I'm only bringing you out to get some fresh air out of kindness!

You ungrateful wretch, treating my good intentions like waste!

Huh? Who's ruining himself? And you claim to have such good intentions? I don't buy it.

Pfft! Believe it or not, if you don't believe it, then forget it!

Yu Xiaomo puffed up her cheeks in anger, grabbed a skewer of barbecue, and shoved it into her mouth.

She bit the meat skewer with her small mouth, gave it a hard pull, and chewed with loud 'bah-bah' sounds; because she ate too fast, a red chili-oil mark appeared on her fair cheeks, looking rather comical.

After sizing up Yu Xiaomo a few times, Zhang Jie saw that she really seemed to want to treat him to something to eat, so he gradually let down his guard and picked up a chicken wing to eat.

Seeing the atmosphere return to normal, Liu Delie spoke up at the right moment.

Brother Jie, can you apply to become a player tomorrow?

Yeah, that's right.

So doesn't that feel exciting?

Liu Delie suddenly said, Zhang Jie pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

Not really excited; actually, I'm a bit worried.

Why?

Liu Delie stopped stuffing meat skewers into his mouth, thought for a bit.

Could it be because you're afraid the application will be rejected? Brother Jie, your chance isn't over seventy percent, is it?

It's not because of that—don't ask; even if I told you, you wouldn't understand.

Oh.

Night fell, the barbecue street bustling with liveliness; the three of them sat together, eating small barbecue, chatting intermittently.

As they chatted, Zhang Jie's attention was suddenly caught by a pair of short legs swinging back and forth.

There, the petite Yu Xiaomo sat on the big stall chair, her short legs swinging back and forth, happily stuffing barbecue into her mouth, completely unaware of Zhang Jie's gaze.

On those short legs she wore thick black cotton stockings for warmth, and a pair of white shoes that looked a bit big, meant to add height.

Even so, her height was still insufficient to plant her feet on the ground; they could only dangle in midair, swaying.

Zhang Jie stared for a while, then suddenly found the scene somewhat amusing and adorable, his lips involuntarily curling up slightly.

Zhang Jie, what are you looking at, so engrossed?

Yu Xiaomo finally noticed Zhang Jie's oddness, and her swinging short legs came to a stop.

Zhang Jie silently thought it a pity, then withdrew his gaze and spoke as if nothing were the matter.

Nothing much—I just saw a bug.

A bug?

Yu Xiaomo sat on the chair, swaying her body, looking around; after a full turn she still saw no bug.

Where is it?

No way—where would a bug come from in winter?

Yu Xiaomo gave Zhang Jie a doubtful glance, then decided to skip this little interlude.

At that moment, having stuffed himself full, Liu Delie seemed to have entered a sage's state—desireless, aimless, gazing at the sky with a melancholy look.

Brother Jie.

What?

You say, are there aliens in this world?

Yu Xiaomo:?

No way—how did eating barbecue turn into eating your way into outer space?

What she didn't expect was that Zhang Jie actually began to think about it dead seriously, which left her completely bewildered.

Are your two minds really that scattered?

Yu Xiaomo complained helplessly, but Zhang Jie paid no heed to her meaning; instead, he earnestly answered Liu Delie's question.

It's hard to say, but humans have so far launched countless signals and probes into outer space, and although there's been no response, and astronomical telescopes have detected no trace of civilized activity, I still believe there are aliens.

The universe is so vast; humans have only observed less than 5% of it, and besides, in the earliest times, Nightmare didn't exist, right?

I suspect that Nightmare came from outer space.

Holy shit! That's indeed true! Thinking about it deeply is terrifying!

Liu Delie listened to Zhang Jie's words, the more he listened, the wiser his gaze became; it seemed as if a whole starry sky appeared behind his head...

Pfft!

Looking at the two's wise conversation, Yu Xiaomo couldn't help but cover her stomach and laugh.

Pffhaha! Really two idiots! And still saying Nightmare is from aliens! You, Jie, are just lame!

You little brat!

That wasn't something Zhang Jie said, but Liu Delie, after all, a reckless person doesn't have as high a psychological defense as Zhang Jie.

How come~ you're in a hurry~

Dare to make a bet~

Looking at Yu Xiaomo's arrogant and cheeky expression, Liu Delie gradually got heated.

Great!!!

Bet then bet!

Alright, alright....

Zhang Jie patted Liu Delie on the shoulder, signaling him to stay calm.

Yu Xiaomo.

I'll bet with you!

Zhang Jie looked confident, pointing his finger at the firmament.

I'm betting that there must be aliens in the sky!

Just bet....

Looking at Zhang Jie's enthusiastic appearance, it seemed as if he would soon say some huge bet; Yu Xiaomo suddenly couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, afraid that this guy would say something shocking at that moment.

Just bet one dollar!

Zhang Jie took out a coin from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Yu Xiaomo:???

No, just this???

(Hey everyone, seems like it's stuck in review....)