Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Half a month later, at 10:30 in the evening, Dai Zu still hadn’t come back. He had found a job that suited him not long ago and was now doing weapons research for Eleph.
Luo Ma regularly sent text messages to report on the battle situation, and she was happy if you thought about it. It seemed that it would take her some time to let the kidnappers go.
Lang Shiyi and Yan Leyang were huddled in the living room studying together.
The competition between the cyborgs was to be held a week later than that between non-cyborgs. After all, the cyborg competitions had their own special effects, and they were more passionate than non-cyborgs, and the audience liked them more.
The match between non-cyborgs was like a warm-up to prepare for the subsequent fighting match.
There were no rules for underground fighting except that you could not bring firearms.
And for Yan Leyang, there was the most important point.
“You can’t win too easily.” Lang Shiyi reminded him, “If you win too easily, people will find out that there is something fishy about you.” Apart from anything else, at least their identities could not be exposed.
Now Yan Leyang was a player on Eleph’s side, so of course he could not show his face, and his current identity was that of a desperado whose parents had died, and he urgently needed this money to save his life and make his life better.
Yan Leyang had gone for a race test to prove that he was a cat.
Yan Leyang was not the only player under Eleph, so no one noticed such an inconspicuous little role like him.
And what Yan Leyang wanted to play out was an inspirational script.
In short, although he could win, he must win hard, win in embarrassment, and win in a critical moment. At least it had to look that way.
“The next battle is with a jackal.” After reading the battle list, Lang Shiyi turned to Yan Leyang: “Can your acting skills hold up?”
“Probably.” Yan Leyang was not sure either.
“Let’s try it.” Lang Shiyi stood up, “I’ll restrain my strength, you perform as well as you can, the competition will be the day after tomorrow.”
Yan Leyang nodded and had no objection.
The two went to the rooftop. After getting ready, Lang Shiyi attacked Yan Leyang preemptively. The force was that of an ordinary wolf clan, which resulted in Yan Leyang not feeling anything even if he punched him.
After being awkward for about half a second, Yan Leyang screamed and backed away. The back of his head hit the wall and slid down weakly.
Lang Shiyi glanced at his fist, then looked at Yan Leyang, who was still howling: “Are you touching porcelain?”
Yan Leyang, who was trying hard to act painfully: …
“Weren’t you a crew member?” Lang Shiyi wondered. Yan Leyang could only get up in embarrassment, dust himself off, and explain: “I am a screenwriter, not responsible for acting.”
Yan Leyang stood up and patted his face: “Come again, I’ll try again.”
Lang Shiyi nodded and attacked Yan Leyang again. This time Yan Leyang caught the shot and flew far away with a whoosh. With a bang, he broke the clothes drying rod on the balcony and rolled around when he landed on the ground. Raising his head, Yan Leyang looked at Lang Shiyi in disbelief.
His expression changed from shock, to pain, to determination with clenched fists…
“There’s no need to be so layered.” Lang Shiyi reminded him when he saw that Yan Leyang had already taken a deep breath.
Moreover, Yan Leyang’s sense of layering was quite delicate and artificial.
Their training lasted until two o’clock in the morning. Yan Leyang’s performance really made no progress. He was probably the type who would be called a beautiful waste in class.
The two of them sat on the rooftop, no one said a word, and they could vaguely hear the sound of night music mixed with human voices.
Yan Leyang looked up and saw no starry sky, just like the cities in his original world.
People in the previous world looked up at the unfathomable universe of galaxies, but people in this world were scattered among the galaxies, and it felt like things had changed.
What had changed: “Actually, I don’t really know.”
Lang Shiyi looked at Yan Leyang.
“Maybe I miss my mother a little bit.” Yan Leyang was still a little embarrassed. Ms. Lion Cat still loved her son very much, but he realized that Yan Leyang couldn’t contact her now.
For a moment, Yan Leyang felt a familiar feeling, that inexplicable loneliness.
He actually had no connections in this world. The only guy from the same place as him was still out of contact.
Yan Leyang was an adult and he could handle his emotions, even quite well. It was just that he was busy escaping from the prison before, but now that he had temporarily settled down, those kinds of inexplicable thoughts were also sweeping over him.
The form for the competition stated that both his parents were dead, and now he couldn’t even prove that he had parents, and that the family was quite harmonious.
Wait! Yan Leyang stood up suddenly. He found that his mood was not right. He was inexplicably sad for the spring and autumn and was moved by the scene. This was not like him.
“What’s wrong?” Lang Shiyi noticed Yan Leyang shaking his head twice and stood up to ask.
“Want to go out for a drink, protagonist?” Yan Leyang invited, “Go out for a walk, get some sleep, and start the game with energy the day after tomorrow.”
Lang Shiyi didn’t care, most of the time he had no desires. Although his setting as the Iceberg protagonist seemed to have gone OOC more than once.
The two of them went to an old neighborhood not far from the center of the city. There was no need to worry about the security here in Taixi. They walked all the way to the bar, and even met a strange “talent scout” on the way who came to talk to them and asked them if they had any interest in making some movies to make money.
Of course, this kind of movie had no plot, it was very simple, so simple that you didn’t even need to wear clothes.
After they said goodbye to the “talent scout”, Lang Shiyi silently raised his collar and covered half of his face, leaving only his fierce eyes.
Yan Leyang smiled at that time, which made Lang Shiyi’s face darken.
“The protagonist was handed a small card and invited to do porn. This plot is quite strange.” Yan Leyang found a roadside stall table and sat down directly. Lang Shiyi sat opposite him without saying a word.
“Let’s drink in moderation. Don’t drink too much. It won’t be good if I break down.” Yan Leyang was very aware of his drinking capacity. He would get drunk if he drank too much. Would his original shape be exposed after he was drunk? Not necessarily anymore.
“Yeah.” Lang Shiyi seemed to have finally picked up his own character when he was out, and he cherished his words like gold.
After Yan Leyang poured him wine, Lang Shiyi said, “You said you missed your mother?”
Yan Leyang paused: “Do you still remember?”
Lang Shiyi was silent again.
“It’s normal. Adults are sentimental. Besides, this time travel has had a big impact on my outlook on life.” Yan Leyang ordered one or two side dishes with the boss who walked up to him, “Isn’t this how I adjust my mood? My mother and my dad coaxed me so that I wouldn’t be too uncomfortable.”
“I remember you said that your mother was a cat.”
“Yes, they had a great interracial love. My dad is a tiger king, but next to my mom, he didn’t dare to say anything even while being beaten.”
“Aren’t you uncomfortable? They care about you.” Lang Shiyi reminded, “If you have died or disappeared in that world, they would be worried.”
Yan Leyang was depressed. He found that Lang Shiyi was really not good at chatting. He didn’t need anyone else to remind him how much his parents cared about him. Yan Leyang had a clear understanding of these things. Now he just wanted to hang out with someone to relieve his boredom.
It was the kind of drinking and walking around the streets together until you’re tipsy. When the evening breeze smelling of urine in this shitty place blows, won’t people wake up? Then they could get some more sleep.
Go to hell with any sentimentality. No matter which world you are in, living your life well is the most important thing.
On second thought, it seemed that Lang Shiyi’s original family was not very happy.
So Yan Leyang didn’t say anything more, picked up the wine glass and had a drink with Lang Shiyi.
Lang Shiyi seemed to realize that the current atmosphere was a bit gloomy and changed the subject: “Your acting skills need to be more natural. It’s best not to let people see the flaws.”
There was nothing to talk about today, and Yan Leyang almost turned over the table and left.
After he took a sip of wine, he started talking about another topic: “By the way, do you trust me now?”
“Yeah.” Lang Shiyi felt that it would be difficult to deceive him with Yan Leyang’s acting skills. But he couldn’t say these words, because Old Beard didn’t seem to be able to hear this kind of criticism.
“Actually, you don’t need to worry about this. I’ve said it many times. Go and try to see if you can change the future.” Yan Leyang clinked the wine glasses with Lang Shiyi again.
Lang Shiyi blinked in confusion and looked into Yan Leyang’s eyes. No sadness or nostalgia could be seen in Yan Leyang’s expression.
The emerald eyes were just calm, like a lake.
This was said to Lang Shiyi, and Yan Leyang said it to himself. He didn’t know if he could go back, so instead of being sentimental, he might as well just pretend that he couldn’t go back.
It was impossible for him to time travel again, so he would no longer worry about whether he could go back. As long as he lived the present moment, he would live in this world and live freely.
Yan Leyang smiled: “Brother, be confident, you are the protagonist.”
“Although the aura of the protagonist is unreliable, your personality is quite impressive. Why as the protagonist are you being timid? You should be someone who is born to be outstanding.” Yan Leyang smiled widely, showing two tiger teeth.
“Whether it is real or not, won’t it be clear after you slap yourself in the face, won’t it?”
“Oh, you don’t need to fight. I think your level of chatting is quite real. It’s not perfect at all.”
Lang Shiyi held the wine in both hands. He didn’t know why he did this action. He looked very stupid and not cool at all. Of course, Lang Shiyi didn’t care whether he was cool or not.
He stared blankly at Yan Leyang, who still had a relatively ordinary face. In order to avoid suspicion, he also wore a red and green hat with a worrying aesthetic quality on his head.
It was silly, but inexplicably, his eyes conveyed a sense of power, as if the orange cat with the big face had lent his domineering energy to the human body.
“If you can make up your mind, I can try to accompany you to change your destiny.”
Lang Shiyi’s pupils dilated.
Good guy, Yan Leyang thought, after being beaten so hard by society for so many years, his second grade Chunnibyou disorder was not completely dead, but had just become dormant.
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