Chapter 123: Since I Started Reading This Book, My Mom No Longer Worries About My Calcium Deficiency!
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In the video, Lin Beifan stands in the middle of the office with a solemn expression.
"What the hell is this guy up to now?" Dragon King Zhao Tian feels an itch of curiosity.
Then, Lin Beifan sighs heavily, "Oh! Once a man gets married, he's prone to calcium deficiency!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian is stunned. "What the hell is he talking about? Why can't I understand this?"
Lin Beifan continues with a serious tone, "I often kneel on the keyboard, suffering from osteoporosis and lumbar muscle strain—I can't even stand up straight!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Huh?"
"I have trouble sleeping at night, plagued by dreams. I can't even rest properly!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "What?"
"Being a man during the day feels even more difficult!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "…"
He suddenly finds himself relating to these words.
Back when he was a live-in son-in-law, his family status was miserable. He had to endure everything in silence.
"I didn't expect this… Lin Beifan, you're also henpecked! So you're afraid of your wife too!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian bursts into laughter, feeling a rare sense of balance in his heart.
But… wait.
Lin Beifan isn't even married yet.
So what does he mean?
Just as he's wondering, Lin Beifan suddenly perks up. "But! It's different now!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Huh? Different? What changed?"
In the video, Lin Beifan grins smugly, "Ever since I started reading The Dragon King's Son-in-Law, my back pain is gone, my legs don't hurt anymore, and I can walk with strength! I feel more energetic than ever!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "F***! Reading a novel can do all that? How?!"
Intrigued, he leans closer to the screen.
Just then, Lin Beifan dramatically slaps his desk and shouts, "Even a calcium-deficient person like the Dragon King can live on his knees! How can we not stand tall?!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Hey!!!"
His mindset collapses instantly. "You f***ing Lin Beifan! You're mocking me! Saying I'm calcium-deficient?! Saying I can't stand up?! TMD, you little…"
What follows is a string of curses unfit for broadcast.
Meanwhile, Lin Beifan continues, "If a man wants to supplement calcium, he must read this book! The Dragon King's Son-in-Law has an ultra-high calcium content—one read is worth five doses of supplements!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Pfft!"
Lin Beifan goes on, utterly deadpan:
"Read it once—refresh your mind!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Hey!"
"Read it twice—never get tired of it!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Pfft!"
"Read it three times—live a long life!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
"Ever since I started reading this book, my mom no longer worries about my calcium deficiency!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Puuuuh!!"
Finally, Lin Beifan lifts a tablet, flips to the novel's page, and smiles.
"The Dragon King's Son-in-Law—we're all reading it!"
Dragon King Zhao Tian: "Puuuuuuuh!"
He nearly coughs up blood. His whole body goes limp.
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On the other end, Lin Beifan is still waiting. "So? Any response?"
Angkor glances at him speechlessly.
Response?
It's already a miracle that the Dragon King hasn't passed out from anger.
Shaking his head, he says, "Nothing. Maybe he's busy reading the novel."
"What a pity." Lin Beifan sighs.
Shrugging, the two continue reading, occasionally letting out amused chuckles, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
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Meanwhile, the entire internet is abuzz because Lu Mobai has just released another 70,000 to 80,000 words.
Everyone is excited.
"This author is insane! He already dropped hundreds of thousands of words yesterday, and now another 70k–80k today?!"
"Another beautiful day! Haha!"
"Seriously, he's a machine! A true beast of writing!"
"Writers like him should be honored! I'm tearing up!"
"Does anyone know his address? Not to send him death threats—I want to send him money!"
"If all authors worked this hard, my life would be complete."
Watching the internet explode with praise, Lu Mobai feels a deep sense of accomplishment.
He picks up his phone, hands trembling slightly.
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Mo Bai: Qingyue, did you see? The author released another 70,000–80,000 words!
Qingyue: Yes! I'm so happy! I wanted more after yesterday's 70–80k, and he actually delivered! This little author really understands me!
Lu Mobai smiles faintly. It's not that he understands you—he simply cares about you.
Mo Bai: By the way, has the Dragon King been bothering you lately?
Qingyue: Not at all. He's busy dealing with this mess.
Lu Mobai's smile deepens. Good. Otherwise, I would have to deal with him myself.
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Qingyue: But I'm kind of worried about the author. What if the Dragon King does something to him?
Lu Mobai smirks. He should worry about me first.
Mo Bai: I don't think you need to worry. If he dares to write like this, he must have something up his sleeve.
Qingyue: You're right. I just hope he stays safe! But ugh, I finished reading the new chapters already. I wish he'd release another 30,000 words!
Lu Mobai's smile freezes.
Another… 30,000?!
It took him an entire day to write this much, and she still thinks it's not enough?!
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Mo Bai: Seventy to eighty thousand is already a lot. Isn't that enough?
Qingyue: I know I'm being greedy, but I just want more! If I don't read, I can't sleep at night—it's so frustrating!
Mo Bai: I have a feeling your wish will come true.
Qingyue: Haha, I'll take your good luck!
After ending the chat, Lu Mobai looks at his trembling hands and sighs.
"Since Qingyue wants to read more… I'll write more for her!"
With newfound determination, he sits in front of his computer.
Fingers moving like a blur, he types furiously.
Another 30,000 words fresh out of the oven.
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The internet erupts again.
"This author is a fing monster! Another 30,000 words?!"*
"That's 100,000 today! Does he not get hand cramps?!"
"Fast and high quality—he's the best!"
"I bow to you, sir. You are truly the strongest."
Meanwhile, Lu Mobai, the little author behind the madness, only wants one thing—his beloved's approval.
His hands still trembling, he picks up his phone and sees a new message from Qingyue.
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Qingyue: Haha! Another 30,000 words! So much to read—I'm thrilled! Happy, happy, happy!
Lu Mobai smiles in satisfaction. All worth it.
But exhaustion finally catches up to him.
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Mo Bai: As long as you're happy… Qingyue, I'm going to rest now. But before I go, I have something to say.
Qingyue: What is it?
Mo Bai: The belt grows loose, yet I do not regret it—for your smile, I'd endure all hardships.
Qingyue: …
With that, he falls asleep, holding onto a sweet, fulfilled dream.