Chapter 71: Chapter 68 Zhang Fei’s First Trial of Passion (Part 1) (Thanks to Boss “Release That Mother Monkey” for rewarding the Alliance Leader!!!)
After setting up the gel bait, Chang Licheng parted ways with Ye Guohong for a while, each returning to their dorms.
After all, Xu Yun’s task is complicated if you think of it that way, but it’s actually quite simple.
The whole class was so eager mainly because they wanted to return Xu Yun’s favor for taking care of everyone.
When Chang Licheng returned to the dorm, Fu Ming, today’s other occupant, was typing away furiously on the keyboard.
Fu Ming, 21 years old this year, 180 cm tall and weighing 180 kg, a current student at Ke Da and a fan of online novels.
Pen name Naked Hole... oops, it’s actually Melting Snow Brewing Tea.
However, unlike Xu Yun, Fu Ming started his career younger, and his talent was much better.
The first book had excellent first-month subscriptions, and the second book reached nearly ten thousand. He’s an undoubtedly talented writer.
However, this person has a flaw...
He’s just too lazy.
For instance, his second book had 8,000 initial subscribers and over 7,000 continuous, whereas other authors easily start at tens of thousands of subscriptions, earning seventy to eighty thousand a month.
Yet, this lazybones writes a steady 4,000 words a day, occasionally updating single Chapters or taking days off.
Over time, subscriptions didn’t increase but instead decreased by nearly half.
But Fu Ming didn’t care, spending more words chatting online than he would writing new Chapters.
"Hey Master Fu, slacking off in the chat again?"
Upon returning to the dorm, Chang Licheng joked familiarly with Fu Ming. Having been roommates for over a year, he had gained some understanding of web novels.
If not for his lack of writing skills, he might have even wanted to start an author account to write novels himself.
Fu Ming didn’t mind Chang Licheng’s teasing, quickly sending out an emoji while saying to him:
"Yo, class rep, done with the roach bait?"
"Yeah, all set up."
Chang Licheng nodded, picking up his cup to get some water from the dispenser. But before pressing the switch, he instinctively bowed his head to carefully inspect around the dispenser.
Fu Ming looked at him confusedly and asked:
"Class rep, what are you doing?"
"Checking for cockroach poop."
Once Chang Licheng confirmed there were no signs of cockroach poop, he filled a large cup with water and drank it all:
"Let me tell you, Master Fu, you should’ve seen the corner around the trash can. Just now Old Ye and I lifted the plastic bag, and holy cow, the whole area was covered in little black dots. It gave me goosebumps. Now, whenever I see something, I want to check for black dots. It’s so damn scary!"
He shook his head as he spoke, looking as if he was still spooked.
The middle part of the floor where Class 2 of Physics is located had a ten-square meter open area with three or four large blue trash cans and garbage bags for collecting dormitory waste on the entire floor.
Because of this, that area has the most cockroach activity, naturally leaving behind a lot of droppings.
From the expression on Chang Licheng’s face, it’s obvious it was not a pleasant area.
Fu Ming didn’t want to inquire further, simply asking out of curiosity:
"Class rep, do you think the cockroach bait concocted by God Xu and the others will work?"
Hearing this, Chang Licheng hesitated for a moment and replied with pursed lips:
"It’s hard to say. If it were something related to physics, I could have an opinion, but biology... let’s just hope it works."
He spoke quite tactfully. In fact, on his way back to the dorm, he had already searched for information about imidacloprid.
According to the encyclopedia,
it’s an insecticide that came out more than thirty years ago and is a bit outdated now, with many pests having developed resistance.
Just like fishing, the foolish fish have long been caught and what remains are the clever ones.
Therefore, Xu Yun’s so-called updates are mostly just talk, and the effectiveness of the bait is probably weak.
Waking up the next day, he’d be lucky to see seven or eight dead bodies.
However, since Chang Licheng isn’t a particularly talkative person, he just briefly expressed his thoughts without being overly pessimistic.
Seeing this, Fu Ming didn’t say much more and continued chatting online.
As for writing...
Heh, other than the last three hours, who would be writing? (This isn’t a quote from me, go ask Lazy Luoxue)
After several more hours, most of the students from Chang Licheng’s dorm—or rather, the dorm for Class 2 of Physics—returned one after another.
Some dorms were discussing the cockroach bait given by Xu Yun, while others didn’t raise any topic at all.
And so, night fell.
Many people in university dorms have encountered that one roommate who plays TikTok aloud during others’ naps or games all night while others sleep—the keyboard is annoyingly loud with blue switches.
However, as a single guy without a girlfriend but who is gentle, Fu Ming naturally wouldn’t do such annoying things.
To not disturb his roommates, he specially spent over 2,000 yuan on a silent capacitor keyboard.
At this moment, Fu Ming was working overtime to catch up on today’s draft, his expression tense without the previous joy from chatting:
Just now he spent a bit too long in the chat, and when he returned to his senses, it was already 9:30 PM.
With a pace of 1,300 words per hour, finishing the 4,000-word Chapter within two and a half hours wasn’t an easy feat—moreover, it was the end of the month, and this pigeon had already used up all his leave records.
According to Jidian Novel Network’s writing policies, failing to reach the full attendance requirement despite using leave will result in the monthly full attendance award not being issued!
According to the veteran Bursting Flames from Group 7, the full attendance award could cover a trip to Da Baojian thrice!
The time now was already 11:40 PM, and Fu Ming still had over 600 words left, making every minute and second feel like a race against time!
While Fu Ming was typing desperately, a rustling sound suddenly came to his ears.
Initially, Fu Ming thought it was his roommate turning on the bed, rubbing against the blanket, but as he kept typing, he started feeling uneasy:
The sound came from outside the dorm, and how to describe it...
It was a bit like the sound crickets made back in his village, produced by the flapping wings of many insects.
However, thinking time was limited, Fu Ming forced himself to ignore the source of the sound and continued writing today’s Chapter:
"Brother, you might not know, but our gang has two command tokens, entrusted to the Southern Branch leader and the Northern Branch leader for safekeeping. When the two tokens combine, it releases unparalleled power, enough to solve any current issue!"
"Really? Any current issue?"
"Indeed, any issue!"
"Mind if I ask what your gang’s tokens are made of? Seven Dragon Balls?"
"No, it’s Uranium 235."
...
Yet, just as Fu Ming finally got into the groove, a loud exclamation suddenly came from outside the dorm:
"Holy shit!"
"Oh my god!"
"Honey, come quick and see!"
The voices were so loud that they instantly echoed throughout the fourth floor, waking up many who were already asleep.
Fu Ming didn’t respond yet, but the guy on the bunk next to his, who was also woken up, spoke up first:
"What the hell is up with those guys outside in the middle of the night, did EDG win another championship or did LGD fail to ban Magnus again?"
Then this hot-tempered guy climbed out of bed wearing his dinosaur pajama suit and walked to the door, pulled it open forcefully, and shouted:
"Stop making noise... holy shit?!"
The next second.
This hot-tempered guy slammed the door shut quickly, letting out a strange, meaningful cry from his throat:
"Cockroaches, so many cockroaches! Cockroaches marching like ants from Room 401 to the end. It’s all fucking cockroaches, aaaaahhhh!!!"
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