Chapter 250 Your Card Play is Like Gray Gear
Aunt Wang looked at her with concern, as if she had heard a terrifying story. "Young lady," she said, "go back and apologize to your mother right now! Hurry up, this is no small matter!"
The middle-aged man sitting opposite me nodded seriously: "This is no different from slapping your mother in the face."
The proprietress who came to bring Yu Xunge water also joined the conversation: "There are three unfilial acts, and interrupting one's parents is one of them."
The aunt sitting on the right shook her head and sighed, "If I die one day, my son will burn eleven cards of the same suit plus a red dragon for me. I can smash the coffin and crawl out from the ground."
Aunt Wang thought for a moment and felt she had a better analogy: "You young people know how to play Ludo, right? It's like your plane reaches your doorstep, but gets knocked back to the starting point. Wouldn't you be angry?"
Yu Xunge realized: ...The first time she hit Yu Xunhuan when she was a child was because he shot her plane, which had already reached her house, back when they were playing Ludo.
Seeing Yu Xunge's solemn expression, as if she had been sentenced to death, the uncle asked with concern, "Is she your biological mother?"
Yu Xunge: "...No."
The uncle, Aunt Wang, Aunt Liu, the proprietress, and several other uncles and aunties eavesdropping at the next table all exclaimed in unison, "That's it!"
Are you practicing your choir? You're so synchronized!
Yu Xunge left home at 3 p.m. and entered the mahjong parlor before 5 p.m. She sat down at the mahjong table thinking she would learn the rules, play a few rounds, and then go home. But she ended up playing all night... Everyone there was a player, and their level was not low, so playing all night was easy.
Midway through, Tu Lan came to find her in a fit of anger, asking her if she was going to go home or not, but she was pulled away by another table that was short of players for a game of mahjong.
The next morning at 10 a.m., Zhao Shuying arrived at the mahjong parlor and quietly walked to the table.
At this moment, Yu Xunge and Tu Lan had already sat down at the same table. In order to make it easier to play mahjong, Tu Lan had specially transformed to a height of about 1.7 meters, and was even professionally holding a lollipop in his mouth. Each of them had a cup of iced milk tea next to them, looking very professional.
Yu Xunge frowned as he picked up a card, face down, rubbing it back and forth with his thumb. Finally, with a displeased expression, he flipped it over and played it: "Three of a kind!"
Zhao Shuying: "..." It's over, the pillar of China is finished!
Zhao Shuying cleared her throat: "Xiao Yu, have you eaten?"
Yu Xunge glanced at her: "Why are you here? I've eaten, have you?"
Zhao Shuying then asked, "Have you seen the private messages and text messages I sent you about the game?"
Yu Xunge: Not yet, I'm very busy. What's wrong? Didn't you say you wouldn't go to class until 3 PM?
Zhao Shuying: "...Starting from 8 a.m., the scene of you and Tu Lan playing mahjong was being broadcast live."
Yu Xunge paused in her hand as she touched the cards. No wonder she felt someone was watching her. She thought she was being secretly photographed by a passerby, so she sat up straighter.
Zhao Shuying suppressed a laugh and said, "Yeah, including your bluffing, cheating by not letting Tu Lan touch the card you wanted to eat, drawing the wrong card and discarding a winning card, then regretting it, and when your fellow players refused, you even tried to bribe them to pretend they didn't see it... all of this was broadcast. Everyone said your sportsmanship was like 'gray equipment'... utter trash!!"
Yu Xunge didn't even frown, and asked, "Then what about my card skills? Am I a natural-born mahjong god?"
Zhao Shuying was taken aback for a moment, then relayed the truth: "...They said they'd talk about mahjong skills again when you stop arranging the tiles in sections."
Tu Lan silently put the mahjong train in front of her together.
Yu Xunge put down the mahjong tiles with a serious expression and said, "Very well, I declare that I have quit."
Tu Lan and his two other card players at the table looked over menacingly.
Tu Lan retorted angrily, "Did you realize you couldn't win, that's why you're saying this?!"
Yu Xunge: "Ha! That's hilarious, how could that be! Continue! Xiao Zhao, please find the thing that's being streamed and turn it off."
Zhao Shuying: "It was already dealt with when I came in, but it has already been broadcast, so we can't ban it unless we blacklist you."
Yu Xunge: "...Thank you, but there's no need."
Yu Xunge and Tu Lan were dragged out of the mahjong parlor by Zhao Shuying and taken to a restaurant for lunch.
After learning mahjong, Yu Xunge regretted selling the 40,000 to Wuren. If the 40,000 were still there, could he have made a straight of 30,000, 40,000, and 50,000 and then figured out the information about this thing?
Alas, at that time, besides the 30,000 and 50,000, she only had a six of bamboo tiles that she got from Wu Ren, and the wan tiles always had to be broken up.
Zhao Shuying watched as Yu Xunge ate his meal with increasing seriousness, as if he were contemplating some important life matter.
She put down her chopsticks and poured Yu Xunge a glass of red wine: "Little Yu, are you under too much pressure?"
When Yu Xunge thought of mahjong, he thought of a pure suit; when he thought of a pure suit, he thought of Mist Blade: "Hmm..."
Although she didn't investigate Mistblade's talent—not only Mistblade, but Rukia's talent as well, she didn't dare to investigate either, because she felt a sense of crisis whenever she had such thoughts—Mistblade's level was 120!
That day, I didn't actually attack her because I was worried about the mahjong tiles on her. If Mist Blade were to get serious... killing her would be a piece of cake...
This is no different from running into the final boss of the game right after leaving the starting village.
Even if she shifted all the blame onto Yu Xunhuan, Yu Xunhuan didn't go to Zhelan. If Yu Xunhuan could have gone to Zhelan, she would have immediately dumped him in front of Wuren to calm him down!
Moreover, after Mistblade smelled the dragon scent on her, she was on edge and didn't even dare to go back to Zelan to sell dragon dung.
If only we could spread the dragon's scent all over Ze Lan... Hmm?!
Yu Xunge suddenly opened her eyes wide. Why not?
She asked Zhao Shuying, "Does the Special Affairs Bureau research perfumes?"
Zhao Shuying didn't even need to look up any information before answering directly: "Yes, a colleague of mine chose the Moon Fox Clan during the closed beta and learned a lot. Even after the closed beta ended, he didn't give up because he was talented and developed a lot of good things."
Yu Xunge didn't go into too much detail: "Can you make perfume from a person's body odor?"
Zhao Shuying: "I'll have to ask about that."
A few minutes later, she replied: "Yes, but the fragrance will only last for 3 hours."
That's enough! She'll add this perfume to some frequently used potions and auction them off at the Ze Lan Auction House. Then she'll figure out a way to slightly alter or mask the scent on Tu Lan...
At the very least, she could save it as a hidden weapon to disrupt the pursuers' judgment during a crucial moment of escape.
Yu Xunge disliked procrastination when it came to urgent matters. After finishing his meal, Yu Xunge dragged Zhao Shuying to find the player who was skilled in making incense.
After meeting, Yu Xunge checked the other party's talent and, after confirming that there were no problems, made her request: "I want a semi-finished perfume. Once I decide who I want it to smell like, I can then add their sweat, tears, or saliva. Is that possible?"
The young man replied, "Yes, but the production process is more complicated, so the price will be a bit higher."
Yu Xunge placed an order for 100 bottles directly. The other party didn't even want gold coins; they just wanted her to adjust his luck value every day during her classes for the next week.
For Yu Xunge, this was even more cost-effective than receiving money directly, so she agreed immediately.
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