Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1248 - 1160: Falling Ill

"You little rascal, let’s see what you’ve got to say now!"

Su Ran’s mother swung the broom up, ready to knock some sense into him with a wallop if his answer wasn’t satisfactory, to teach him why flowers are so red!

"Wan’er, you’ve really done me in! You know about that Evil Spirit Bone Fan? The first Platinum weapon in the whole region, and the system even announced it server-wide three times!"

Seeing that teeth-gritting expression on his mother’s face, Su Ran could no longer hold back and immediately revealed the answer.

"Evil Spirit Bone Fan?!"

Li Wan’er’s face was filled with shock as she asked, "You sold that Platinum weapon?" frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"What, is this so-called Platinum weapon really expensive?"

Seeing Li Wan’er’s expression seeming genuine, Su Ran’s mother asked with suspicion, the broom in her hand also falling by her side as she waited for an explanation.

As for what Su Ran said, she was no longer willing to listen.

"So, you got this weapon from a drop!"

Li Wan’er’s mouth hung open in shock, her eyes brimming with disbelief, and then she said to Su Ran’s mother, "Auntie, we misunderstood Su Ran. If it’s really that weapon, it can totally sell for that price!"

"You’re kidding me, can something virtual really sell for over ten million? Wan’er, you’d better not be teaming up with that little scamp to trick me!"

Seeing Li Wan’er’s expression looking sincere, Su Ran’s mother looked at her half-skeptically, but her tone was no longer as serious as before.

"Auntie, why would I deceive you? When this weapon was first appraised, it caused a sensation across the entire region. There was even a wealthy gamer who planned to buy it for ten million. Selling this weapon for fifteen million is not expensive at all. Oh right, the forums are going wild over it, I’ll show you."

Worried that Su Ran’s mother wouldn’t believe her, Li Wan’er hurriedly pulled out her phone from her overcoat, turned to the Demons and Gods forum interface, and patiently began explaining to Su Ran’s mother.

Su Ran had no time to listen to news about the Evil Spirit Bone Fan; what worried him now was whether revealing this Platinum weapon would affect his Human Race identity. If Wan’er found out he was really ’Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained,’ wouldn’t that be incredibly awkward?

Putting that aside for now, he decided to deal with his mother first.

Su Ran had made up his mind that even if Wan’er suspected him, as long as there was no concrete evidence, he would never admit to it, even if it killed him!

"This..."

After scrolling through dozens of posts, Su Ran’s mother finally believed, her expression turning somewhat unnatural, not knowing when the broom in her hand had fallen. She now realized that it wasn’t that her vision was too small, but that the world was too crazy.

Spending a fortune on a game prop, purely burning money for those who have too much!

"I knew my son wouldn’t do anything illegal or disorderly. Son, what do you want to eat today? Mom will make you an extra special meal!"

Su Ran’s mother hurried over to the gaming pod, picked up the bank card from the ground, and carefully cradled it in her hands as if handling a priceless treasure, checking it over and over for any damage.

Hearing his mother’s words, Su Ran was at a loss for words; who was the one wielding the broom trying to hit him just now?

But Su Ran didn’t dare utter these thoughts out loud; he could only let her be. As long as his mother had calmed down, that was all that mattered...

"Oh right, Wan’er, don’t rush to leave. I’ll make you potstickers with tofu today!"

Su Ran’s mother smiled as she stuffed the bank card into her pocket, "You two chat, I’m going to start cooking!"

"Auntie, there’s no need to go through the trouble, I was just passing by, I’ll be leaving soon."

Li Wan’er waved her hands hurriedly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Wan’er, this pan-fried tofu is my mom’s specialty dish; it would be a shame not to try it."

With a cheerful tone, Su Ran spoke, grateful for Wan’er’s help in avoiding a literal tongue-lashing. Without her explanation, his mother would never have believed him—it was over ten million yuan after all. That amount would make anyone’s head spin!

Seeing that Li Wan’er had agreed, Su’s mother happily left the room, even taking the broom—her weapon of choice—with her.

Thankfully, disaster had been averted; there wouldn’t be any bloodshed today...

"Little Brother Su, you’ve kept yourself quite hidden!"

Once Su’s mother had left the room, Li Wan’er turned to Su Ran with a teasing smile and started closing the distance between them.

"What?"

Su Ran was startled, an unsettling thought arising in his heart as if the woman had seen through something. Retreating a step with guilt in his heart, his face suddenly turned pale. Large beads of sweat formed on his forehead, his body swayed, and double images began to blur his vision.

"Little Brother Su, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me!"

Li Wan’er watched Su Ran, completely unsure what to do, her anxiety making her pace in distress.

"Meow!"

At the critical moment, the black cat cried out sharply, breaking free from Li Wan’er’s embrace with a bottle of white liquid in its mouth, rushing to Su Ran’s side, and handing it to him.

"Glug, glug."

After gulping down a bottle of Nutrient Solution, Su Ran’s complexion eased a bit. He sat on the bed, utterly drained, feeling as though he had just been fished out of water, and looking utterly disheveled.

"Wan’er, I’m sorry for the embarrassment."

Su Ran forced an awkward smile. After the ordeal, he was incredibly weak, even lifting his arm was a struggle. What a truly terrible feeling.

"Little Brother Su, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Li Wan’er looked at Su Ran with concern. Considering his condition just moments before, he must have endured tremendous suffering. His clothes were soaked through; she didn’t even know how to console him.

"It’s okay, I’ve made it through. Going to the hospital would be useless for this illness—I can only wait and eat."

Su Ran laughed at himself without further explanation. "Wan’er, could you please get me a glass of water? I’ve sweated so much, I feel like I’m about to pass out. And don’t tell my mom about this; I don’t want to worry her."

"Ah? Oh!"

Li Wan’er hurried out, and soon returned with a full glass of water, carefully walking back. She reached Su Ran and offered the glass to his lips, "The temperature is just right; drink up."

"Wan’er, I’m not a child, just set it on the table and I can get it myself..."

Being attended to at such close quarters made Su Ran’s pale face flush with a tinge of red, especially with the faint fragrance coming from her. It left him feeling embarrassed and his heartbeat quickened, so much so that he dared not even glance at Li Wan’er.

"Just look at you now, having a hard time even lifting your hand, and here you are being bashful. Drink up quickly before it gets cold."

Li Wan’er chuckled at Su Ran who, despite being so seriously ill, was still shy. She wondered, was he afraid she would eat him up?

"Thank... Thank you."

Since Wan’er was not making a fuss, Su Ran dropped the formalities and drained the glass of water.

For some reason, he found the water oddly sweet.