The morning was quiet, and the afternoon was busy. Fang Rong was about to take off his helmet when someone called him.
The message indicates it's from a delivery service called "Space Express." The main question is whether the recipient is home and if they have a package.
Fang Rong hadn't ordered anything. His first thought was that the package had been sent to the wrong address. He checked the name, address, and phone number several times before having the package delivered.
There are two types of express delivery nowadays: one is to pick it up yourself from the space station if you can't wait, and the other is to wait patiently for it to be delivered to your door.
The deliverymen are all robots, so they don't have any personal space, and the delivery time is very punctual and fast.
Fang Rong received a box that was as big as a washbasin and as tall as two washbasins.
Sure enough, it had his name, phone number, and address written on it. Fang Hua also had his own phone number. Wouldn't it be better if the courier wrote his own number on it?
Why write about him?
Something's strange!
Was it a rare surprise for him?
Wait a minute, it's not my birthday yet. After thinking it over, Fang Rong decided to open it and take a look first.
He took out his key, made a cut on the tape, and opened the package.
Inside was a military helmet with his name, Fang Rong, written on the top.
Is this for him?
Fang Rong was somewhat stunned. This kind of military helmet could only be found in one place, and he couldn't think of anywhere else besides the military region.
Did the instructors send it?
Or is it Meng Xiuyuan?
To be honest, he was quite touched. He happened to be short of a helmet, and someone immediately delivered it to him.
He felt a little embarrassed always fighting with Fang Hua for the same helmet. Although Fang Hua didn't mind, he himself was conflicted, suffering from the kind of pretentiousness that comes with being a jerk.
Moreover, this was his own, and it even had his number on it. Every soldier in the army has a number, which means the instructor didn't consider him a person who had left.
However, he can't go back for the time being; he needs to master his superpowers first.
Otherwise, going back like that would be embarrassing and completely useless.
The instructor must have wanted him to improve before going back, otherwise he wouldn't have given him a helmet.
Fang Rong was so excited that he couldn't resist immediately entering the game interface to test it out. He first appeared in a lobby, where a mechanical voice said, "Please face forward and scan your mental energy."
This is required for the first activation, just like setting a password when you first get your hands on a quantum computer. The first host leaves a trace so that it can be easily retrieved if lost later.
"Mental energy scan complete. Do you wish to set an account password?"
"Yes." Fang Rong clicked to confirm. If the helmet wasn't with her in the future, she could use someone else's account and password.
Or, like Fang Hua, he could log in if he had an account and password.
"Please enter your account."
"The account name is..." He suddenly stopped. He originally wanted to call it Fang Hua, but that would be obviously showing off their affection, and it would be easy to tell that it was him.
He didn't want to be too high-profile, after all, Fang Hua had many admirers, and they were all difficult to deal with, as they were rich, powerful, and devoted.
Then let's call it, "Little Monster's."
It's so well hidden, it shouldn't be discovered, right?
However, it wasn't too secretive; a little water was left. Later, I'll use this account to flirt with Fang Hua. If he doesn't recognize me, I'll give him a good spanking.
He adjusted his appearance and other settings, then entered the game and sent a friend request to Fang Hua. Since Fang Hua wasn't online, he put on Fang Hua's helmet and accepted the friend request.
Then I started testing the waters in the beginner area.
To be honest, the newbie zone is indeed full of newbies. There are all sorts of tasks to do, and it takes a lot of time and effort just to complete them.
Of course, his efforts paid off. He has now reached level 7 and, with the help of challenging others, has won quite a few games.
When he used Fang Hua's account, there were only 40 or 50 people who could compete. Because all aspects were taken into account, he didn't only lose; he even won a few games.
Now that he's suddenly in the beginner zone, he's having a hard time adjusting. Surprisingly, he's considered a pro in there, winning every game he plays, and before he knew it, he'd won forty or fifty.
Wow, this money is easy to make.
Fang Rong was very excited and played two more rounds until a guest arrived.
Honestly, at this rate, I could buy two pieces of clothing very quickly.
Stir-frying, stir-frying, cooking non-stop all day long until evening arrives quickly.
Fang Hua returned with his bag; he was late again. He was suffering from the tutoring sessions and couldn't muster any energy.
The teacher wanted to beat him up; the former model student was gone.
Considering he was tired after a long day, Fang Rong didn't immediately remind him to go to the ring. Instead, she cooked and bathed him as usual, knowing he would definitely go after his bath.
He had hidden the helmet in the closet. As soon as Fang Hua put on the helmet, he put it on as well.
Life's boring, so teasing Fang Hua is a good idea.
Fang Hua logged into the game as usual. Someone sent him a message from Qiu Yue Hua Xing, asking him how he felt yesterday.
He sent a bomb.
Actually, this bomb was set up in the game for pranks. Sometimes when he didn't want to talk to someone, he would just throw a bomb at them, since it didn't cost any money.
The instructor also sent him a message, "How have you been lately?"
He still sent a bomb.
When it was Fang Rong's turn, she sent him a smiley face, "(^_^)"
The other party rejected you and then dropped a bomb on you!
Bang! The bomb exploded, covering his face.
"..."
Fang Rong, holding the bomb, was completely bewildered; his mission had failed miserably.
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