Chapter 1: Come Forward and Receive Death (1/2)
GOR Chapter 1: Come Forward and Receive Death
“Come forward and receive death!”
“I do not have many friends, you are one. If you die, I will be unhappy.”
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After adjusting some final punctuation with his keyboard, Chen Xiaolian raised his head and massaged his sore temple.
Within a VIP waiting room of an airport, service personnel wearing beautiful uniform were gently pouring coffee for the guests.
This is an airport within a small country’s tourist city, located within Southeast Asia.
Chen Xiaolian stretched his waist and quickly affixed an author’s back section on the chapter that he had just finished. Thinking for a moment, he quickly typed in a line of text: Seeking monthly ticket… [1]
Glancing at the book review section, he could see some readers urging for more while others were cursing: Always not updating the book, but still have the face to ask for monthly ticket, author has a small dick ah…
He quickly exited the back section, switched off his laptop, and stuffed it into his bag. Suddenly getting the urge to urinate, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early. Chen Xiaolian immediately got up while carrying his bag and proceeded to run towards the toilet.
Chen Xiaolian, gender male.
As for his profession… a web novelist, one who writes fantasy fiction novels. He has quite the reputation within the web novel circle as he had written one or two relatively popular web novels.
He also managed to earn some royalties.
Hmm, considering his current age, there was no need to spend much money anyways. As for things like getting married, having children and buying a house, those matters are something that is relatively far in the future for him.
However, in his online profile, he had made up a rather funny image of himself. It was something of a prank towards his readers. He casually took an image shared by his circle of friends and made it his own avatar picture: It is the picture of a thirty-year-old fair skinned fatty with a round looking face.
Because of this, his readers and fan base all thought Chen Xiaolian to be an adorable thirty-year-old fatty. Fans who were close to him would affectionately call him “bloody fatty” or “fat uncle”.
However, the truth…
…
Hua!
Chen Xiaolian splashed a handful of cold water onto his face before roughly wiping at it. He then observed the reflection on the mirror. A noticeably immature looking face that was overly delicate looked back. Chen Xiaolian made a strange expression on his face.
By manhua standards, the face looking back at him through the mirror would no doubt belong to the ‘black bellied, attractive 16 year-old teenager’ classification. [2]
Truth be told, Chen Xiaolian’s age is also not too far from sixteen. He is only eighteen-years-old, a long way to go before being called “uncle”.
Thus, every time he thought of his female fans amongst his readers calling him “uncle”, Chen Xiaolian would feel a certain pride in successfully pranking others.
His face may be a little off from being considered ‘handsome’, however, if it was any consolation, it could still be considered ‘elegant’.
His height could be considered as a flaw. At eighteen years of age, he is only at one hundred and seventy centimetres. During basketball sessions within school, he could only sit on the bench as part of the assisting group.
After wiping the water off his face, Chen Xiaolian moved his body into a basketball shooting posture and threw the rolled up tissue paper into the wastebasket.
His movements were fairly standard and were the results of him practicing in private. Unfortunately, with his problematic height, he would probably have no chance of being a basketball player.
Hmm, after this trip is over, it would almost be time for the school to reopen. If he were to fail in the selection for the basketball team, then he should just give up. Besides, just because one wishes to be surrounded by cheerleaders, that does not mean that one has to be a basketball player.
Looking at the time again, he noted that there was still some time before the plane takes off.
Within the airport restroom where there was an English signboard prohibiting smoking, Chen Xiaolian took out his hand phone and checked his WeChat. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of conversations coming from the restroom entrance.
“I heard that it is about to enter closed beta?”
“Indeed, it seems that the new settings have been implemented. The instance dungeon has also been completed. This time’s closed beta would probably be very lively, some very powerful players have been selected for this.”
“Sigh, it seems it would be very eventful…”
Chen Xiaolian walked out of the restroom and saw two person wearing aircrew uniforms chatting.
What had surprised him was the fact that these two person were conversing in Chinese – in this small Southeast Asian country, almost ninety per cent of tourists are Chinese. However, it was rare to meet a pilot who speaks in Chinese…
In addition, their topic of conversation that was obviously regarding online games also stoked Chen Xiaolian’s curiosity.
Closed beta… instance dungeon… players…
“I am sorry, please excuse me,” Chen Xiaolian smiled politely, showing some shyness at the same time.
The two crew members gave Chen Xiaolian a glance and immediately made way for him through the restroom entrance.
Chen Xiaolian walked two steps forward when he suddenly heard someone shouting for him from behind.
“Wait a moment, you dropped something.”
Turning his head, Chen Xiaolian saw the left most lanky looking pilot bending over to pick up something from the ground. He then handed it over to Chen Xiaolian. “Your boarding pass?”
Chen Xiaolian glanced over it and found that it was really his. It must have fallen off when he was retrieving his tissue papers from his bag.
He hastily said a few words of thanks, but the pilot narrowed his eyes as he glanced over Chen Xiaolian. “Flight XX3307? Interesting…”
What kind of words are those?
Moreover, Chen Xiaolian instinctively felt that the way the other person was looking at him was a little strange.
“I can only say… I wish you good luck.”