Chapter 146: The Lucky God, Yangyang

“Um... Leader Youcai, may I interrupt you for a moment?” Comrade Xiaoqian finally spoke cautiously, gazing at the hysterical Zhen Youcai.

“Hm? Isn’t that Xiaoqian? When did you arrive?” Zhen Youcai had been too agitated earlier to notice Xiaoqian’s presence.

He had been lost in his own fantasies, completely unaware anyone had come in.

“Leader Youcai, I think your previous thoughts were very dangerous. Please, you must forget that terrifying idea.”

Comrade Xiaoqian wore an anxious expression, carefully choosing his words in an attempt to persuade the chubby fellow.

“If you go through with that, it would be equivalent to jeopardizing the nation’s cyber information security. You’d... end up in jail.”

Xiaoqian knew well how formidable the corpulent homebody before him was. Even the Citibank firewall, renowned in the States, wouldn’t last five seconds under his full assault.

His near-obsessive talent could instantly unleash a thought-processing speed that rivaled the world’s most advanced supercomputer CPUs.

With such terrifying ability combined with the cutting-edge hacking skills in the chubby guy’s mind, no firewall on earth could hold him back.

Xiaoqian couldn’t imagine how long that game company’s firewall could withstand Youcai’s onslaught—it would probably be breached in the blink of an eye.

Did the top game companies really have firewalls stronger than Citibank’s?

“Jail... jail?” The chubby fellow shuddered instinctively, as if recalling some dreadful nightmare, his face turning pale.

“I don’t want to go to jail! If that happens, I’ll never see Rin-chan again, never play games again, never watch anime again.”

At that moment, the chubby fellow finally came to his senses.

The thought of being locked away someday in a dark, narrow cell with a bunch of greasy musclemen as cellmates—who would beat and humiliate him from time to time, perhaps even worse—made him nearly break down.

“I’m still young,” he said. “I haven’t yet contributed my light and warmth to the motherland!”

“I haven’t yet spent the rest of my life with my beloved Rin-chan, haven’t seen enough of her magical transformations, haven’t seen enough of her sweet, healing smile!”

“If I get sent to jail, what will happen to Rin-chan? How will she live alone in this cold, merciless, soulless world?”

“Um... Leader Youcai,” Comrade Xiaoqian hesitated, “if I’m not mistaken, Rin-chan is just a character from an anime, right?”

“Who says that?” The chubby fellow retorted passionately, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He dashed into his bedroom and dragged out a body pillow taller than himself, emblazoned with the image of a charming, animated girl.

“She’s not just a character from an anime. To me, she’s a real, living person!”

“In countless lonely nights, she’s been my companion!”

“It’s because of her presence that my life has meaning, that my days are rich and colorful.”

Caressing the pillow, the chubby fellow wore a blissful expression. “Actually, we’ve already privately pledged our lives to each other.”

“But my unreasonable sister keeps opposing our marriage, so it’s been delayed until now.”

“Hmph! You three-dimensional beings could never understand the hearts of us two-dimensional people!”

Comrade Xiaoqian shivered all over, feeling a chill creep down his spine.

She thought it was time to report Zhen Youcai’s mental state to Leader Katarina.

Somehow... Zhen Youcai’s chūnibyō symptoms seemed to have worsened.

Yes, probably to an incurable degree.

Ah, Leader Katarina has certainly had a hard time all these years.

Having such a brother who can never be put aside is truly exhausting for her!

“Um, may I interrupt your conversation?” Yangyang finally seized the opportunity to speak.

“Huh? I just heard Yangyang’s voice?” Zhen Youcai looked around the room in confusion but couldn’t spot him.

“I’m right here! Where are you looking?” Yangyang puffed up his cheeks and stomped twice on the floor in frustration before poking his head out, catching Zhen Youcai’s attention.

Earlier, Zhen Youcai’s gaze had floated several times above Yangyang’s head but refused to look down. How could Yangyang not be annoyed?

“Ah, ah, ah, Yangyang, you’re here!” Zhen Youcai lowered his gaze to its lowest point to finally see the sulking Yangyang.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you just now, but it’s not entirely my fault... mainly because you’re so short, it’s usually hard to notice you.”

Does that even sound reasonable?

Yangyang’s anger erupted like a volcano, unstoppable once unleashed.

“I’m still a kid, of course I’m not tall,” he said solemnly. “Chang Yu also told me I’m young now and shouldn’t be anxious. There’s still room to grow...”

Even he felt a bit insecure saying this.

He had started to notice that compared to other kids his age, he was indeed a bit short.

“So, why did you come here?” Zhen Youcai took a bottle of water from the fridge for both Yangyang and Comrade Xiaoqian.

“Actually, it was your sister, Sister Katarina, who requested it,” Comrade Xiaoqian explained, grabbing the water and downing most of it.

“Leader Chang Yu is currently on a mission with Sister Katarina and can’t pick up his beloved son Yangyang from school.”

“Also, Leader Chang Yu’s logistics officer, Xiao Li, is busy clearing the site and rescuing the injured with the logistics team, so they’re all tied up.”

“So Sister Katarina called me to pick up Young Master Yangyang on behalf of Leader Chang Yu.”

“Since we don’t have a key to Leader Chang Yu’s home, we couldn’t return there and had to temporarily stay at your place.”

“Sister Katarina had already given me the password to your door lock some time ago, so we just let ourselves in.”

“The moment we came in, we saw you kneeling on the floor, weeping. You were so engrossed that you didn’t notice us, which is understandable.”

“Of course... if you’re not comfortable with us here, we can go somewhere else. We won’t make things difficult for you.”

Having said this, Comrade Xiaoqian prepared to leave with Yangyang.

“No, no!” Zhen Youcai leapt up from the sofa, waving his hands excitedly.

“Are you kidding? Usually, I don’t even get a chance to invite Yangyang over. How could I possibly ask you to leave?”

“That would just close off my options.”

“I always welcome the arrival of Young Emperor Yangyang. It’s my fortune earned from eight generations of good karma that he deigns to visit my humble abode.”

Zhen Youcai dropped to his knees in a perfect soil-sitting bow before Yangyang.

“Come, come, we don’t have much time. Young Emperor Yangyang, could you please move to the bedroom and help me draw some SSR cards?”

“This is unavoidable—like Xiaoqian said earlier, as a top hacker, I can’t just attack a company’s firewall casually. If I get caught, I’ll go to jail.”

“But if that’s the case, I have to draw SSRs from those blue tickets, which is too difficult for a non-lucky person like me. So please, lend me your precious hand.”

“Hmm... it’s no big deal,” Yangyang said with a solemn air, though inside he was thrilled.

Everyone likes feeling needed; it’s a deep satisfaction to be appreciated.

Besides, Yangyang could take this chance to exploit Zhen Youcai, the local rich guy. Why not?

Even Chang Yu once told Yangyang with a pained expression not to try saving money on Zhen Youcai.

Because Katarina had told him that half the money in Citibank had been stolen by that guy.

Don’t be fooled by his pudgy face and homebody appearance—he was a genuine wealthy magnate!

“I’m not in a hurry either, so I’ll help you out. Lately, I’ve been feeling like my mouth lacks flavor—I want some beef jerky or snacks.”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry,” Zhen Youcai said, grinning like a lovestruck dog.

With a grand gesture, he declared, “Snacks? Whatever we want, we have plenty at home. Eat as much as you like!”

“All right~” Yangyang jumped off the sofa excitedly, grabbing Zhen Youcai’s clothes and refusing to let go. “What are we waiting for? Let’s draw cards quickly—Chang Yu will be back soon!”

Ten minutes later...

“The strongest incarnation, Shuten Douji, explodes onto the scene!”

When a red-haired handsome guy with a giant gourd on his back slowly appeared in the center of the phone screen, Zhen Youcai was dumbfounded.

“Am I... dreaming?” Zhen Youcai rubbed his eyes, hardly believing what he saw.

“I only drew one card, and it was an SSR? This... this luck is unbelievable!”

“And Yangyang, your hand... is it blessed? Whatever you want just appears...”

“The very Shikigami I begged for at the game company but never got, how did you casually draw it so easily?”

“Calling you a lucky emperor is an understatement—I should call you a lucky god to match your noble status!”

“You must be the illegitimate child of the God of Luck! No, no, you’re the god himself!”

“*Burp*” Yangyang lay on the two-by-two-meter double bed, legs crossed, tapping his toes.

“Now you see how awesome I am, right? Next time you have trouble, just call me. As long as there’s enough snacks, I’ll come right away.”

He held beef jerky in one hand, popcorn in the other, munching happily, his round belly bouncing as he burped.

“Yes, yes, Young Lucky God Yangyang...” The chubby fellow smiled so hard his face wrinkled. “How about drawing me another one?”

“Come on, let’s do it!” Yangyang grinned broadly, welcoming all requests.

He jumbled his fingers over the summoning card pool on the phone screen with confidence.

Then...

“Your story ends here!”

A black-haired girl with blue hair and black stockings appeared in the center of the card pool, holding a big lantern.

Along with her appearance came a vibration alert on the phone and a server-wide notification.

Congratulations to netizen "Rin-chan, my little cutie" for drawing the SSR Aoandon...

“Huh?” The chubby fellow gasped, nearly fainting.

Another SSR!

Yet another SSR!!!

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