Chapter 51 Earthonlion_1

Logic had no idea about Shi Qiang's sentiments, and if he did, he would have laughed his teeth off. A few hundred bucks for equipment and you call it a fake legend?

Do you even know what a one-slash-nine-nine-nine is?

Do you know about the paralyzing-ring screen filler?

Do you know the saying, "I am Trash Hulk"?

Do you know what "If you're my brother, come hack me" means?

Logic patted Shi Qiang on the shoulder with his hand, "Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I explained. Just stick close behind me. I'll be in charge of slashing wildly, and you'll shout 'six-six-six' from behind!"

Shi Qiang was instantly full of question marks. Shout 'six-six-six', what does that mean?

He closely followed behind Logic.

The two walked toward a nearby hill, and atop it stood a figure with both hands behind his back, seemingly gazing into the distance.

As if sensing their approach,

The man on the hill slowly turned around, first glancing at the tops of Logic and Shi Qiang's heads, then his eyes lit up. He patted his chest and said, "I am King Wen of Zhou! I plan to go to Chaoge to meet King Zhou of Shang, you two come with me. I, King Wen of Zhou, am super awesome! I'll be in charge of slashing wildly, and you guys will shout 'six-six-six'!"

Logic: ...

Why the heck aren't you sticking to the script? Where's your line?

At this moment, he would bet that this King Wen of Zhou in front of him was certainly not a player from the ETO organization but from The Wandering Earth.

He subconsciously looked at the top of his own head and indeed saw no ID. Obviously, he had been defined as an NPC.

So, I'm an NPC... Well, all right then.

Isn't it just about acting?

With a bow, Logic acknowledged with a 'yes' and then stood still.

It was Shi Qiang, however, who was utterly confused. "King Wen of Zhou?"

This guy.

Isn't he the one who wrote a book called Zhou Yi or I Ching?

King Wen of Zhou burst into laughter in an instant, casually flicked his hair on his forehead, then tucked his hands into his sleeves and said proudly, "Absolutely! It is I! Handsome and charming, attractively elegant, a darling among people, blooming in flowers' presence, and blowing out tires on sight, that's King Wen of Zhou!"

With excitement on his face, he assured, "Don't worry, by associating with brother, we'll soon meet King Zhou of Shang. With a bit of smooth talking from yours truly, we'll surely have him under our control. Then I'll take a high office, and you two can indulge in good food and drink, and have as many girls as you want!"

"Hahaha..."

King Wen of Zhou couldn't help but put his hands on his waist. "This is luck, born with a silver spoon, instantly ennobled, isn't this better than those unlucky sods stuck farming and gardening? I'm about to become an internet sensation, I'm going to be rich～"

Humming a tune, he hopped and skipped down the hill, "I'm making money, money making, earning loads, not sure how to spend it, with Hu Ge in my left hand, Huo Jianhua on my right, and Brother Kun waiting for me to bring home..."

The popularity of the Three-Body game in The Wandering Earth is incredibly high, even described as a phenomenon, surpassing any game in history.

Every top player, every major streamer, commands attention by the tens and hundreds of millions.

After all, in the new era, even the elderly are post-2000s. They all have extravagant hobbies. There's hardly anyone who isn't online!

Being a top streamer means massive traffic, massive advertising, massive income, it's the ladder to a dream life for ordinary people.

That's why when King Wen of Zhou got a royal flush at the start, he naturally went wild with joy.

If a normal person won ten million, they would probably slap the stray dogs on the street and then give them a meaty bone worth two hundred bucks for their medical expenses!

Logic could understand.

Shi Qiang was instantly bewildered. This ancestor who authored the I Ching, shouldn't he be a wise old man? Yet, somehow... somehow...

"You'll get used to it, you'll get used to it!" Logic said, holding back laughter, as he told the blatant lie with eyes wide open, "You know, there's always going to be some differences between aliens and us Earthlings."

The gap between people born after the year 2000 and those born in the 60s isn't any smaller than the gap between Earthlings and aliens, of course, I mean in terms of the internet.

Shi Qiang suddenly realized it.

"Oh, right, don't talk nonsense later. We two are NPCs, uh, like those silent eunuchs in TV dramas and movies... um... just be part of the background, that's someone who lives in this world but doesn't know about the outside world."

"Awo." Shi Qiang nodded, watching King Wen of Zhou walking away and couldn't help but sigh, "Now that you mention it, it even feels a bit scary. You said this world is fake, so can the people in this world realize that it's fake?"

"They can't!"

"Scary huh."

"This is scary?" Logic was taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Have you ever considered a question? What if our world is also fake, and part of the seven billion people on Earth are characters controlled by other worlds, while we are just a background."

Earth Online.

Seven billion people online at the same time!

Together facing the ultimate boss, survival!

Shi Qiang, who had never experienced the brain-in-a-vat scenario, was obviously hearing this for the first time and stood there dumbfounded. His resolute heart began to waver.

Am I fake?

Is my family fake?

Is everything about me fake?

Is my world fake?

If it had been half an hour earlier, he would have scoffed and then denied it steadfastly. I can touch this world, hear it, see it, feel thirst, hunger, cold. I can walk and run, how could it be fake?

But when he looked at the vast everything in front of him, his hands that felt icy cold, the air that he could breathe into his lungs, the texture of touching the ground with his feet...

He...

began to waver!

"Ah, sometimes I wonder if the player controlling my character is a pauper, always grinding but not spending any money!"

Whenever Logic brought this up, he couldn't help grinding his teeth, "It's made me now a twenty-nine-year-old in reality, virtually thirty, wobbling on thirty-one, approaching thirty-two, rushing toward thirty-three, and still just a Tsinghua University professor of sociology and mathematics, with only six international awards, thirteen national awards, three houses, six cars, and altogether worth less than a billion! Ah! I live such a damn tiring life! That damn player playing my account, can't you spend some damn money?"

Shi Qiang: ???

Oh Vonima!

Shi Qiang instantly shut down, feeling rather sociable normally, but now he felt like he had social anxiety, and he followed Logic with his head down.

On the roadside, he listened as King Wen of Zhou explained with pride what Stable Era meant, what Chaotic Era meant, what being a dehydrator meant.

When Shi Qiang saw those very much alive people say they wanted to dehydrate and then their moisture rose from their bodies to become dried human skins that fell to the ground, he was impressed and instantly bolstered the tradition of the old Chinese family.

How does the saying go? Everything has a use, it can either be eaten, utilized, or made into medicine.

These aliens.

Are not like Earthlings at all!

They can still dehydrate when they die, turning themselves into dry husks. If the old lady next door saw this, she'd definitely cry from laughing!

These aliens...

are really great!

Incredibly great!