Mini World Game Console-Chapter 791 - 792 Mutual Harm

Zhao Huo wasn’t foolish.

After all, he was a Third-turn Cultivator, so Zhao Huo naturally knew how large a cultivator’s appetite could be—saying all cultivators were pigs was clearly a personal attack, but if you said every cultivator was a big eater, that was much more reasonable.

Therefore, Zhao Huo chose a high-end buffet restaurant this time, planning to teach the owner a lesson on how to run a business. They amounted to six or seven cultivators altogether, and it wasn’t a matter of whether they could eat enough to make their money back, but as Zhao Huo put it, "Boss, are your food supplies still sufficient?"

However, to Zhao Huo and Ren Suo’s surprise, when they arrived at the private room, everyone else had already arrived.

Actually, that was to be expected, since they took the subway during rush hour, and Zhao Huo, the beast, had a larger physique which made it difficult to squeeze on. The two of them changed lines three times, and the waiting time for trains was almost as long as the travel time.

"Little Jiu, didn’t you say you were going to a birthday party tonight?" Ren Suo asked in surprise, seeing Little Jiu in her small dress uniform, holding the Black Cat and sitting inside.

They hadn’t brought Little Jiu with them today because she had already mentioned in the chat group that she was going to attend a classmate’s birthday party tonight.

Actually, this was quite common. After all, Little Jiu was the uncrowned queen of the elementary school. For any major event, the principal and class teacher would beg Little Jiu to take the stage, and her classmates took pride in "I talked to Little Jiu three times today." Being able to invite Little Jiu to a birthday party could even become the most precious memory of their elementary school life.

Little Jiu placed the Black Cat on the table and snuggled up affectionately against the cat’s little face, sweetly saying, "Today Brother Huo is treating us to dinner, so of course Little Jiu will come! I just called Sister Ling, and she told me to come... Does Brother Huo welcome me?"

Zhao Huo felt very pleased and patted his chest, saying, "Of course, welcome!"

He looked at the beautiful ladies sitting together and asked, "Did Little Jiu greet the sisters?"

"I did!" Little Jiu crisply responded, "Little Fan Sister, Xiao Meng Sister, and Sister Xiao Shu are all so pretty! Little Jiu really likes the sisters!"

Zhao Huo was relieved and said with a beaming face, "Little Jiu, eat as much as you like today. Even if I don’t have the money to treat Ren Suo, I’ll definitely cover yours!"

Just now Brother Suo, now Ren Suo. Ha, men.

Ren Suo knew all too well that Zhao Huo must think Little Jiu was a stabilizing force; after all, Zhao Huo’s lady friends, no matter what, were highly educated modern women who wouldn’t stoop to arguing in front of a little girl.

It was indeed the case. As soon as Zhao Huo saw Little Jiu, he knew the meal was worth inviting her for. With such a sweet and lively little girl around, the atmosphere was sure to remain harmonious the whole time, greatly increasing his chances of reconciling with his lady friends.

By comparison, Ren Suo’s importance plummeted, at best seen as a freebie.

The private room wasn’t arranged with a round table, but a rectangular one, and the floor was fully wooden. There was a long pit under the table for their feet, and they had taken off their shoes before entering the restaurant. The girls had all taken their seats inside, so Ren Suo and Zhao Huo could only sit at the farthest end of the table.

Ren Suo, sitting next to Little Jiu, whispered, "Tell me the truth."

Little Jiu also whispered back, "Just now, Xianyu sent me a picture. I heard they have foie gras and peony shrimp sashimi here, and I’ve never had them before, so I ate a piece of birthday cake and flew over."

Of course.

Ren Suo glanced at the seating arrangement, then winked at Zhao Huo.

The seating was arranged like this: Ren Suo, Little Jiu (Luna), Gu Yueyan, Little Sister, Cheng Ling, Young Master Mu.

Zhao Huo, Lin Xianyu, Sun Shu (the junior), Miss Fan (his fiancée), Xiao Meng (his childhood sweetheart).

For some reason, Ren Suo felt like he and Zhao Huo seemed to be isolated.

When they started ordering food, this feeling intensified—

"The French foie gras here is the manager’s recommendation. We have a lot of people, so let’s order eight servings?"

"Here we also have peony shrimp, salmon belly, salmon flank, sea urchins! Get several servings of each of these!"

"Let’s also get a few servings of wasabi octopus and Crab Treasure."

"Crab Treasure has a lot of cheese; it’s very sweet and filling."

"No problem, we have another stomach for these desserts."

"I envy how cultivators can eat as much as they want without getting fat."

"We do get fat, it’s just that we have good digestion and usually need to exercise a lot. Plus, we must eat, so even if we occasionally want to slim down and shape up, we can’t go on a diet..."

"Do you still need to shape up? I think you’re already at the point where if you were any fuller it’d be too much, and any less it’d be too skinny. Even I’m moved by the sight."

The girls quickly decided on their orders and then launched into enthusiastic conversation. Dong Chengling and Qiao Muyi had plenty to talk about with Miss Fan, who managed a company, and Xiao Meng, who ran a self-media business. Their topics leaped from bodybuilding to slimming and then to current affairs.

Meanwhile, Ren Xingmei, Gu Yueyan, and Lin Xianyu, along with Sun Shu, who was in graduate school, naturally had plenty of student topics to discuss. Xiao Meng occasionally joined in, talking about delicious food and beautiful scenery from all over the world, showing off photos on their phones, and even adding each other as WeChat friends face to face.

Zhao Huo wasn’t wrong—they indeed had a lot of common topics and quickly hit it off.

However, the cost was...

Ordering food had nothing to do with the two of them.

Chatting had even less to do with the two of them.

Ren Suo gave Zhao Huo a meaningful look, and Zhao Huo indicated he got the message. He picked up his phone and exclaimed in surprise, "Detective Pikachu is getting introduced to the mainland!"

No one cared.

Even Ren Suo didn’t want to care.

Awkward to death.

Ren Suo lowered his head and messaged Zhao Huo on WeChat: ’What the hell are you talking about?’

Zhao Huo: ’It’s a big hit anime’s movie version, man! Didn’t you have a childhood?’

Ren Suo: ’Wasn’t your childhood spent being punished by your dad making you do horse stance all day?’

Zhao Huo: ’I could still watch TV while doing horse stance... you don’t understand, my only motivation to live back then was to watch the next week’s cartoons, and also getting a beating from my dad.’

Ren Suo could almost picture an unfilial son doing martial arts in the yard while stretching his neck like a turtle to watch the TV inside the house.

Miscalculation. He had no idea where Zhao Huo got his dumb luck from. Lacking even the ability to participate in a conversation, he had somehow managed to make three girls like him...

But seeing how embarrassed Zhao Huo was trying to fit in, Ren Suo naturally didn’t dare to join the conversation recklessly either.

Ren Suo’s eyes roamed, and he said to Little Jiu, "Little Jiu, this spot is where dishes are served first. I’ll swap seats with you so you can try the food the moment it arrives, how about that?"

Zhao Huo’s eyes lit up. As expected of Brother Suo! He’s really full of sneaky ideas. He quickly tried to negotiate with Lin Xianyu: "Classmate Lin, could we swap seats?"

However, before Lin Xianyu and Little Jiu could respond, Sun Shu and Gu Yueyan, who were sitting next to them, stretched out their hands.

Gu Yueyan: "Mr. Suo, I want to sit with Little Jiu for this meal."

Sun Shu: "Brother Huo, if you sit over here, it won’t be convenient for me to chat with Xianyu."

"Oh... okay, fine."

Ren Suo and Zhao Huo had no choice but to give up on the idea and once again just stared at each other.

Before long, Zhao Huo couldn’t stand it anymore. Ren Suo might not care, but he had a clear goal for today’s meal: to reconcile with Miss Fan and the others. If he dragged it on like this, he might not even get a chance to say much by the time dinner was over. How could he reconcile then?

He had to show his sincerity!

He had to demonstrate his attitude!

He had to earn their forgiveness!

So, Zhao Huo took a sip of Brown Rice Tea and suddenly asked Dong Chengling, "Teacher Dong, when are you planning to get married?"

Damn! Ren Suo roared internally. He glared fiercely at Zhao Huo. Zhao Huo noticed and, while pretending to drink tea, gave Ren Suo a smugly triumphant smile like a wild beast.

So that was it! Ren Suo understood instantly. No wonder he invited me to dinner and specifically asked me to bring girls I’m familiar with! Zhao Huo, this guy, actually wants to use others’ misfortune to build his own happiness! What a beast! How can such despicable scum, harming others for personal gain, still exist in this world?

Dong Chengling was slightly startled, then calmly smiled and said, "I’m ready anytime; it all depends on my lover’s thoughts. However, we are both in the rising period of our careers and are good friends with shared aspirations. Our relationship can’t be bound by a piece of paper, nor can it be summarized by one."

Tsk.

Zhao Huo glanced at Ren Suo and saw him with a look of triumph.

0:1.

Now that Ren Suo had the upper hand, he didn’t let up, interjecting into the conversation, "I remember Miss Fan is Zhao Huo’s fiancée, right? I heard you’ve been engaged since childhood. When are you planning on getting married?"

Zhao Huo’s eyes widened. Is this how you help me ease the tension!?

Twelve Style Teng Leg: Mandarin Duck Clever Chain!

Zhao Huo knew his limits and didn’t use the spell, Spirit Qi; he just wanted to give Ren Suo a nudge under the table with his foot!

Then he felt like his leg had kicked a steel plate, jolting him in return!

Six Libraries Immortal Armor.

Ren Suo glanced at Zhao Huo, his smile confident of victory.

I didn’t want to be so ruthless at first, but you were the one who started this war! And a Third-turn weakling dares to challenge the dignity of a Fourth-Stage Powerhouse like me? Let me show you what it means for a Fourth Transformation to be inviolable!

"At least two years, waiting until my career stabilizes."

The fair-skinned and beautiful Miss Fan revealed a serene smile. Her voice was mellifluous as she said, "And right now is a crucial time as Spiritual Energy is resurging. I can’t possibly hinder Brother Huo’s Cultivation. Since the threshold for Cultivation has lowered, I’m thinking of seeing if there’s any chance for me to cultivate... As for marriage, there’s no rush."

1:1!

Zhao Huo heaved a sigh of relief, locked Ren Suo’s foot with the Twelve Style Teng Leg, and then asked Qiao Muyi, seemingly out of curiosity, "I heard you turned down an invite from the Great Wall because you wanted to stay by your boyfriend’s side, is that true?"

At this, Miss Fan was also surprised, "The Great Wall... is it the Taoist You Jian’s Great Wall?"

Xiao Meng and Sun Shu also looked at Qiao Muyi with admiration; to ordinary people, the Great Wall was almost next to the Fairy Palace World Tree in standing among Supernatural Organizations. Just having the chance for a carp to leap the Dragon Gate was enough for their respect.

Qiao Muyi smiled modestly and then glanced at Zhao Huo.

A chill spread from his spine throughout his body, and Zhao Huo shivered before quickly dispelling the Fear with Spirit Qi.

The next second, his heart blazed with boundless motivation and anger—Fourth Transformation, so what? Think you can bully people just because you’re Fourth Transformation? Think you can do whatever you want because you’re Fourth Transformation? Just wait until I reach the Fourth Transformation, the first thing I’ll do is... is... Forget it. You scoundrels are all Fourth Transformation. Two fists can’t fight four hands. I’ll settle the score when I reach the Fifth Tier!

"Actually, I didn’t refuse," Qiao Muyi said leisurely, "I just feel that there are better opportunities for development in Lian River. There’s no need to change environments; joining the Great Wall would mean starting all over."

"I can accept the invitation to join the Great Wall any time, but right now, the position of Deputy Director of the Lian River Countermeasure Bureau... and my lovely boyfriend are just a bit more important."

1:2!

Ren Suo, not versed in leg techniques, simply parted Zhao Huo’s legs with his foot and casually asked, "Actually, I’m quite curious. Even though Zhao Huo is my good brother, I really want to know, what is it that Xiao Meng and Sun Shu like about him?"

Damn!

If Zhao Huo had Yu Kuangtu’s abilities, he would want to directly blast a massive Fireball over there, even saving on the crematorium, instantly turning Ren Suo into an "urn of Ren Suo’s ashes".

He’s directly tearing off all pretense and putting them on the spot! He’s trying to get me killed!

Zhao Huo seemed to feel the Qi Cyclone at his bottleneck accelerate further. It squeezed out stronger and more Spiritual Energy, causing his legs to burst with greater Force, once again locking Ren Suo in place!

"What do you like about him...?" Xiao Meng covered her face and turned her head to look at Sun Shu. "It’s pretty hard to pick out something specific on the spot... Why don’t you go first?"

With her index finger tapping her lips, Sun Shu thought for a moment and said, "Brother Huo is very sunny. When he was in college, he was the center of attention wherever he went. He always helped the weak and never turned down reasonable requests. Plus, he’s very proactive."

"The first time our club put on a play, it was Brother Huo who overcame all objections. He was busy organizing, preparing, and contacting prop suppliers... He was like a sun walking on the earth."

Xiao Meng nodded and said, "Yeah, he’s always been like that. But what I like about him is mainly because he gives people a sense of security, as if with him around, there’s no difficulty that can’t be overcome. He’ll stand up and take care of anything... so dumb and straightforward."

3:2!

Hearing their answers, Zhao Huo felt his Qi Cyclone boiling, an endless power surging from his limbs and bones!

He planted his feet firmly, imprisoning Ren Suo’s feet, and said with a snarl and a grimace, "What about Teacher Dong, Qiao Muyi, Classmate Gu, Classmate Lin? What do you all like about Ren Suo? Although he’s also a good brother of mine, I really don’t get it!"

"Zhao Huo!" Ren Suo placed his hands on the dining table for support, staring straight at Zhao Huo. "If you have any questions, you could’ve just asked me directly!"

Chaotic Trampling of the ’Six Libraries Immortal Armor’!

Zhao Huo also placed his hands on the dining table for support, confronting Ren Suo, their lips hardly 5 cm apart—"Then why didn’t you ask me just now?"

Twelve Style Teng Leg: ’Anger’ Phoenix Spread Wings!

"So can I ask you now?"

"What are you afraid of; everyone knows they like you? I’m just curious—"

Chaotic Trampling!

Teng Leg!

SMACK!

Half the dining table was blasted away, hitting both Ren Suo and Zhao Huo in the face.

When the waitstaff came in and saw what happened, they thought it was a quality issue and naturally apologized profusely, asking if anyone was hurt.

Everyone said they were okay, making it clear it was the two fools, Ren Suo and Zhao Huo, who blasted the table away and that they were willing to pay for it, leaving the waitstaff baffled.

After the waitstaff stepped out for a moment and then returned, they said, "We’re sorry the dining table was broken by you, resulting in the current situation. However, all other large private rooms are full, and there are no large tables in the main hall. What do you think...?"

Everyone looked at the spot where Ren Suo and Zhao Huo had been; with the dining table gone, they naturally couldn’t continue their meal.

A minute later, Ren Suo and Zhao Huo sat in a small, cramped couple’s private room, looking at each other face to face and falling into a long silence.

"Order something."

"Okay."

In the larger private room next door, the girls couldn’t help but show amused smiles. Miss Fan asked, "You too?"

"Yeah." Dong Chengling gave a wry smile, then her gaze slowly shifted to someone.

Qiao Muyi, Gu Yueyan, Ren Xingmei, Little Jiu, and Luna also turned their eyes to the same person.

Lin Xianyu, who was happily eating her Crab Treasure, shuddered and noticed everyone was looking at her.

Zhao Huo, you’ve really put me on the spot! It’s one thing to mention Teacher Dong, Sister Qiao, or the class leader, but why drag me into this? Do I look like a good match for Big Brother Ren?!

Lin Xianyu blinked her eyes and then took another piece of sea urchin dipped in wasabi soy sauce, eating it before she said pitifully, "I really just came here to eat..."