289 Chapter 289 - Somber Drinking (2/2)
Honestly speaking, besides fighting a guild war together in Parallel World's open beta days, not everyone on this table was familiar with Young Master's Elite. Once Gu Fei sat down, Dusky Cloud and his brothers immediately expressed their admiration for Gu Fei's fighting prowess and such.
Gu Fei felt obligated to humbly thank them for their kind words.
Dusky Cloud and his men might be uninhibitedly heroic when it came to PvPing, but speaking to strangers was evidently not their strong suit. They usually spoke bluntly with one another and their words were peppered with expletives every few sentences. They quickly hit it off among themselves upon realizing that they shared this common quirk.
Although some of these individuals held high positions, their way of speaking was all the same, so it was practically impossible to differentiate one man from another if anyone shut his or her eyes.
These leaders' casual uncouthness was highly incompatible when they were meeting people for the first time. However, removing the expletives in their speech would just cause these men to be at a loss for words. When the formal introductions ended, not one person around the table spoke, creating a very awkward atmosphere.
This situation persisted for several minutes. Eventually, Dusky Cloud lifted his glass and stood up. ”That's Old Cloud for ya!” The other nine leaders were very excited, gazing at him rather expectantly.
”Ha! Cheers, everyone!” Dusky Cloud announced.
”F*ck*ng m*th*rf*ck*r, you're so useless Old Cloud!” They did not expect for Dusky Cloud to stand up and spout such inconsequential nonsense, so they eyed him contemptuously.
Dusky Cloud was obviously feeling awkward himself. He did not know what else to say after downing the entire content of a whole glass. He had easily found a topic to discuss with Sword Demon thanks to the latter being an avid gamer like himself and sharing the same job class. Right now, Dusky Cloud could not find any possible topic to discuss with Gu Fei, and the only question he could come up with after thinking for a while was: ”Miles bro, what type of games did you play before Parallel World?”
”I hardly played any games before,” Gu Fei admitted. If Silver Moon were in Dusky Cloud's position right now, he would surely follow up that question with: ”So you're practically a newbie when it comes to playing MMO yet you're already this good? What a genius!” He would then keep the conversation going by supplementing it with a whole batch of flattering words. As for this bunch of men, Gu Fei's lack of any gaming history to speak of only served to widen the language barrier between them.
All drank their liquor by themselves as a result, while the host Dusky Cloud felt extremely embarrassed at how things had turned out. He regretted calling this bunch of useless idiots along for this; he should have brought those players that were great at livening up the atmosphere, instead! Dusky Cloud got pissed when he thought of this. Slapping the table, he said, ”M*th*rf*ck*ng Celestial Pig, don't you usually have a lot to say?! Why are you so quiet today?!”
Celestial Pig scratched his head for a bit. Looking at Gu Fei, he finally blurted out, ”Didn't you slay me before?!”
Dusky Cloud almost keeled over and fainted. I asked you to say something, yet you actually said something so acrimonious! Every inch of him really wished to drag the idiot out to the back and shoot him in the back of his head.
Unexpectedly, Gu Fei nodded his head in agreement. ”I think I did. Were you together with No Smile at the time? Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I last saw that guy.” He glanced at the men around him as he said this, but these men 'coincidentally' brought their glass to their mouths. They looked as if they were contented with just watching the show unfold.
”Oh, he isn't around…” Dusky Cloud said, slightly embarrassed. No Smile was online, but Dusky Cloud did not call him over. Anyway, he was certain that No Smile would not willingly turn up even if he requested for the latter to be present.
No Smile had lost a total of ten levels when Gu Fei had hunted him down in the past. However, the number of experience points he had lost for those ten levels was equivalent to dropping from level 40 to level 39; it really was not much.
Despite this, the impact of Gu Fei's action on No Smile had been huge. No Smile was still reluctant to offer his name when someone asked for it even to this day, just like how Fireball was. To those players who were aware of that past incident, No Smile's name was synonymous with 'loser'. No matter how formidable he became in the future, he would forever be that loser Thousand Miles Drunk had once dropped by ten levels.
No Smile's hatred for Gu Fei was something that could not easily be reconciled. Even recalling the psychological damage Gu Fei had inflicted on him was painful for No Smile. This was precisely why Dusky Cloud felt awkward; being a good friend of No Smile's, not only did he fail to avenge his humiliation, he was even currently sharing the same table and drinks with Gu Fei.
There was nothing he could do about this, though. While Dusky Cloud wanted to help No Smile slay Gu Fei, No Smile was not exactly well regarded by his friends. Out of the other nine guild leaders present, eight essentially did not care for his existence, while the moron Celestial Pig had no opinion of him either way. Just his previous question to Gu Fei moments ago showed his lack of tact.
Even Dusky Cloud himself could not understand how he had become such good friends with No Smile. Evidently, the impression these two players had of each other in the other MMOs they had played together in the past was entirely supplemented by their wishful thinking of each other. It was not so easy to hide the players' real personality in this fully immersive environment, since Parallel World was a VRMMO that allowed them to come face to face with one another.
Now that Dusky Cloud had personally met No Smile in Yueye City, the thought of helping the latter constantly wavered.