Chapter 74: Yang Liang slowly typed out a question mark

Saturday.

4:50 AM, Lin Li got out of bed once again.

Although today was the gap between his weekly and monthly exercise tasks, and it was a weekend, which theoretically made it the best opportunity for rest.

But Lin Li didn't consider his willpower to be particularly firm, and he worried that if he rested today, he would want to rest tomorrow as well.

Tomorrow follows tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there? Since there are so many, one might as well keep putting it off.

To prevent falling into such a situation, it was better to just force himself.

However, Lin Li didn't go downstairs to the community park today; instead, after getting up early, he began his workout at home.

——To test if the workout had a restriction requiring him to go downstairs.

【Continuously rise before the Mao hour for one month to earnestly practice the Eight-Section Brocade Body-Refining Technique, accumulating at least half an hour before the Chen hour (1/30).】

Test complete: as long as he got up and practiced earnestly, there was no restriction on the location; even doing it at home didn't affect the completion of the task.

There were no downsides to being at home; if one had to say something, it was the lack of fresh air and an open view, plus the living room space was a bit restrictive, and without Xiao Zhou watching him, it felt like something was missing.

At the same time, Lin Li further realized the massive changes that the increase in Qi and blood had brought him.

Although he was tired like a dog as usual when he finished, today, during this hour, Lin Li didn't sit down to rest once.

In the past, if Lin Li wanted to meet the requirement of one hour of earnest practice, he would have to rest at least two or three times, with each break starting at several minutes.

That effort can bring rewards is an eternal truth.

But the rewards brought by a cheat don't follow logic.

Adding points is just so satisfying.

Lin Li entered a sweet second sleep.

But someone couldn't feel sweet.

"Where did he go? Where did he go?"

Zhou Youwei, who had gotten up at 3:30 AM to go to the community park, sat for a full four hours, and then wandered around the neighborhood several times looking for a young figure, was dazed, his lips trembling.

His once sturdy body was like a candle in the wind this September.

——"Where did Lin Li's mother go?"

——"Where is that evil brat! Ah!!"

……

Lin Li woke up; the thing he was looking forward to had finally arrived.

"Song Luping: 'Compressed file'."

"Song Luping: This is the first edition. There are places I think are worth updating later. Once they accumulate to a certain degree, I will send you the second edition. Of course, Bufan, if you discover any content worth updating, you are also welcome to tell me immediately.

You don't need to accept all my opinions just because I am your senior; let us encourage each other and progress together."

Welcome the great Xiling Chicken Farm document to its loyal Lin Li's phone.

"Lin Li: No problem, Brother Ping. I will definitely polish our map, align the granularity, iterate on existing tactics, form a set of combined punches, effectively empower the ecosystem, perform dimensionality reduction strikes, and ultimately feed back into the entire Xiling breeding farm."

"Song Luping: I don't understand, but it's awesome!"

"Song Luping: Also, the granular baby poop bags are indeed quite useful; you can try them."

After brushing off Song Luping, Lin Li opened the document on his computer, and his eyes lit up.

Lin Li originally had some complaints about Song Luping's procrastination; after all, so many days had passed.

But now, those complaints had vanished into thin air.

Song Luping really had the goods.

This document had been organized with care, organized even more neatly and clearly than Bai Bufan's cloud drive.

The parts about individual sellers and hotel delivery were also recorded by Song Luping, and they took up a large portion, which Lin Li skipped directly.

Regarding physical stores, the chicken farm's name, address, business hours, and other basic information were naturally all here.

The various opaque prices and service slang of the chicken farming industry in the shops didn't need to be mentioned either.

But one thing that only Song Luping could do was that it actually contained detailed information about the young ladies in the shops as well as introductory videos—different from the introductions he had seen at Light Jazz before; the ones Song Luping sent him were more detailed, with more angles and more variety.

They were videos that would be canceled if he came late.

"This is fucking pornographic, right?"

Lin Li sighed as he analyzed them frame by frame.

Some of these videos didn't look like they were filmed by the young ladies themselves. It seemed Song Luping was worried Lin Li would think he had violated the "Ladybug Code," so he specifically emphasized in red text:

"Many of these videos aren't even available to the madams here, because I'm familiar with these sisters, and after adding their real contact information, they sent them to me privately. It was voluntary! They are even willing to provide me services privately for free, and some even want to date me."

"Bufan, you will have such treatment in the future, but remember, chickens coming out of such chicken farms, even if you add their contact info, still have to go through the chicken farm's channels."

"Otherwise, if private contact is discovered, you will be blacklisted. There's no need to save that little bit of money."

"Sacrificing the future Great Dao for small immediate gains is not a good choice."

Looking at Song Luping's introduction, the corners of Lin Li's mouth twitched slightly.

To think he could even get freebies; you're something else.

Lin Li knew that in the past, prostitutes in brothels were willing to offer their pillows for free to famous scholars; he didn't expect to see such a god-like man as Song Luping today.

Lin Li was willing to call him Song Yu.

Because according to official history, Han Yu, the head of the Eight Great Prose Masters of the Tang and Song, had a house full of wives and concubines, couldn't take care of them all, and ultimately died from taking too much aphrodisiac medicine that his body couldn't handle.

In the document, targeting these videos, he also noted the degree to which these videos matched the person, and if they didn't match, where the differences were.

What techniques and abilities they were good at, whether their emotional intelligence was high, whether they were considerate, whether they were gentle.

This was a true encyclopedia.

Something some people dreamed of.

Since the item was in hand, he could prepare to take action. Lin Li took out his phone.

"Lin Li: This review contains spoilers."

"Bai Bufan: I still want to see it!"

"Lin Li: Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind. Are you ready? Let's strike together!"

"Bai Bufan: Must strike! Strike hard and vigorously! Should I go find you to gather first? Your home address hasn't changed, right?"

"Lin Li: 'Location'. Remember to change into your own clothes; don't wear your school uniform."

……

Bai Bufan's eyes lit up, wishing he could stuff his head into the screen.

"This is fucking pornographic, right? Xiling actually has so many." After receiving the notification, Bai Bufan, who had changed into his own clothes and arrived at Lin Li's house, licked his lips.

"Most of them are individual sellers; it's hard to define whether spending money to have sex is a crime. These few marked in red are our targets. However, before you came, I just compared them, and the one I scouted before is still more stable. The only problem is that it's a bit far."

Now, from the perspective of the chicken farm, Xiling was in a dark era of great cleansing, making them even more cautious. Many shops, like Tianhong, only received old users.

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The most pitiful episode for new users, even though they were treated like treasures on Pinduoduo.

"I'll definitely listen to you. You're the expert in this area; whatever you tell me to do, I'll do." Bai Bufan simply gave up thinking and started rummaging through Lin Li's bedroom, trying to start a Holy Grail War.

"Then go to the kitchen, stir-fry two dishes, and bring me 100,000 yuan. Thanks."

"……You're quite polite, aren't you." Bai Bufan gave him the middle finger.

Lin Li watched Bai Bufan's butt, which was high in the air and swaying as he dug under his bed, and kept taking deep breaths, suppressing the desire in his heart.

He couldn't hold it anymore; his beastly nature was about to break out.

——"Thousand Years of Death!"

"Ah——!!"

Bai Bufan curled up on Lin Li's bed, turning his head to look at the half-filled trash can: "Lin Li, are you really abstaining from sex? Why isn't there a single paper ball in the trash can?"

"Who would leave something with an odor in their bedroom."

"Let's go, go downstairs to eat and then set off. We'll go to this Tianhong place." Lin Li finally made the decision.

……

After dinner, they went to withdraw some cash; the time had already reached 6:00 PM.

Lin Li's bicycle didn't have a back seat, and even if it did, carrying someone for more than half an hour would be too much of a torture.

Xiling's shared electric scooters had stopped service due to appeals from rental companies and the difficulty of management. Lin Li's final choice was to take a taxi.

Splitting the fare between two people wasn't expensive, and he estimated that there would be a private car to send them back when they returned.

"Hey, remember one thing: I don't care who you are, but from now on, Bufan is me, and I am Bufan." Lin Li remembered this and instructed Bai Bufan while waiting for the car.

"First, I'm not called 'Hey', I'm called Zhou Baowei. Second, remember the first. Third, remember the second." Bai Bufan made an 'OK' sign.

And Lin Li took out his phone again. This time, to avoid any accidents, more preparations were needed.

"Lin Li: Uncle, what are you doing? Are you working today?"

Yang Liang replied to the message after a minute or two.

After all, in their line of work, it was unlikely for them to be away from their phones for long, and it was hard to say they had a truly carefree holiday.

"Yang Liang: I'm not on duty today; I'm resting at home for the weekend. What's wrong, Xiao Lin? 'Smile'."

"Lin Li: I want to meet with you."

"Yang Liang: Of course, no problem 'OK'! Uncle has been waiting for you to open your mouth for this for a long time. Have you encountered any difficulties or troubles in life that you need to confide in? Are you at home now? Should Uncle come to pick you up downstairs at your apartment complex? Have you eaten dinner? If not, come to Uncle's house to eat something 'Rose' 'Rose' 'Rose' 'Thumbs up' 'Thumbs up' 'Thumbs up'."

"Lin Li: I'm not at home right now."

"Yang Liang: Then where are you?"

"Lin Li: On the way to a massage, foot bath, and spa."

"Yang Liang:?"

Two chapters today, totaling 7,000 words.

A bit stuck on the writing, sorry.

Recommending a friend's book:

"Doomsday: Refreshing a Bizarre System Every Week"

My name is Ding Zhen, and I am a teenager who walked out of the mountains.

The apocalypse has arrived, and zombies are everywhere.

The good news is that I can refresh a system every week.

The bad news is that the systems I refresh every week don't seem right.

【This week is the Love System. Task triggered: The beauty actively pounces on the host. Please date her and make her shy!】

Ding Zhen sighed, looking at the zombie in front of him that only had half a face left, drooling, and trying its best to bite his neck:

"Beauty? You fucking call this a beauty?"

A few days later.

Ding Zhen and a girl sat on a hilltop, looking at the stars in the sky. The evening breeze blew through her long hair, carrying a scent of rust.

"Do you know? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. The moment I saw you, I felt that your eyes contained stars."

"Roar woo!"

"Little rascal~ Don't move around~"

Ding Zhen picked up a round object from the ground.

"Come, let me help you put your eyeball back in."

(End of chapter)