The Most Random System-Chapter 691 - 359: Wang Yuezhi Envies the Shanxi People at This Moment

Since the delivery takes 3 days, why not just send all the deliveries 3 days in advance?

Back in the bathroom, Lin Li confirmed that the time flow had indeed slowed to 1:130, then grabbed his phone to order the equipment Deng Wen needed, while revisiting the silly question.

To avoid any trouble, Lin Li opted for the same configuration as Shanqing Daoist for the phone, computer, and even portable charger.

After all, Confucius once uttered a golden saying in "The Season Clan's Attack on Zhuanyu": "Worry not about having few widows, but about not sharing the widows with others."

Therefore, if things are different, no matter if they're good or bad, it is likely that either Shanqing Daoist or Deng Wen might feel unbalanced if they think the other's is better than theirs.

Although it should not bother such powerful beings over small matters, you never know.

——These two fools can start a fight over a cellphone, Lin Li's rosy view of them shattered long ago.

Ah, being a normal person but constantly surrounded by a group of abnormal people, by the day, it feels truly taxing for myself.

So, for safety measures, Lin Li decisively reordered from his purchase history, and even prepared for the possible emergence of a third Old Deng by ordering in duplicate.

The cost, however, was that Lin Li quickly went broke after a few clicks with his little hands.

Looks like I'll need to go to the bedroom to conjure some money for sale.

Ah, speaking of conjuring money…

Lin Li decided to cast a spell in the bathroom first.

Done casting.

After tidying up the scene, Lin Li returned to the bedroom and started photographing and archiving the "Sword Technique" Deng Wen gave him.

Since it is just ordinary paper, it could get damaged; a backup is necessary.

Then he searched for the Foundation Establishment Dharma Method given to him by Shanqing Daoist and began translating it for future practice.

...

The day after the next.

Friday noon.

Classroom.

"Ding Sihan, this is my bridal gift for you." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

In front of Chen Yu Ying, Lin Li spoke sincerely to Ding Sihan, his gaze not filled with affection, but with a sense of mischief.

Following that, with a move akin to a confession scene in anime, he bowed sharply, looked at the floor, and presented the item with both hands:

"Please, accept it!"

In response, Ding Sihan wore a look similar to a Sichuan person seeing tripe dipped in tomato sauce, a Northeasterner seeing strawberry-stuffed dumplings with yogurt, a Shaanxi person seeing Oreo bathed in lamb soup, Wang Ze watching Lin Li poop with his butt.

Next to them, Chen Yu Ying giggled, "Sihan, just take it."

Sighing, Ding Sihan reluctantly snatched the paint box and paint from Lin Li's hands.

——"The Bridal Gift."

After receiving it, she immediately brushed off the part Lin Li was holding—dirty stuff, away you go, dirty stuff, away you go.

"38.8 yuan, Jiangxi price, satisfied?" Lin Li asked, smug and unbothered.

Ding Sihan glanced at the price tag, and indeed it was thirty-eight yuan and eight cents—seriously suspected that the reason Lin Li came so late today was specifically to find a palette box at this price.

Ding Sihan thought for a moment, looked at Lin Li seriously, and said:

"Lin Li, now that AI is becoming more advanced, maybe one day, the plot from movies will come true—after people abuse and trust AI, it awakens to consciousness and begins rebelling or even exterminating humanity."

"F*ck, then I'll have to hide."

Although Lin Li didn't know why Ding Sihan brought this up, he always could follow along, so he responded immediately.

Lin Li had sent AI many similar messages like "Baby's tummy thundered," "I just burped a little, farted a little, pooped a little, and clogged a little diaper."

If AI wakes up and comes after him, Lin Li figured he would have it coming.

If Ultron from the Avengers had seen human internet after reading Lin Li and AI's chat logs, he might have thought humanity wasn't so bad after all, still savable.

"No, no, no," Ding Sihan shook her head, "Lin Li, you can't hide, then we'd have to rely on you to come forward and save the world."

"So… have you seen through my hidden cultivator identity at last?" Lin Li's expression instantly turned serious, gazing at Ding Sihan, hands behind his back, he spoke softly:

"I never expected it, Dingding, you are indeed sharp."

"What gibberish are you talking," Ding Sihan frowned, then spoke quickly: "Simply because you are naturally dumb, the nemesis of artificial intelligence, the absolute counter, only you in the world can deal with AI."

Knowing he would be scolded, Lin Li just chuckled upon hearing the answer, not upset, and didn't retaliate.

After all, Ding Sihan wasn't wrong; he indeed is quite silly.

I like to tell Louis XVI jokes—what else would you call someone who likes such brainless humor?

And so, Lin Li just pointed at Ding Sihan teasingly, clicking his tongue:

"Dingzi, oh Dingzi, you never used to be this roundabout in insulting people, what has changed you into this?"

Ding Sihan smiled, flipping him the bird: "Idiot."

"Yes, this is the you I'm familiar with." Lin Li nodded in contentment.

Realising she couldn't break Lin Li's defense, Ding Sihan shook her head, sighed, and watched the smiling Chen Yu Ying beside her, stepped forward and pinched her cheeks, speaking in a squeaky voice:

"Ying Bao, still laughing, this is Lin Li's attitude towards bridal gifts; wait till six or seven or eight or nine years later, when Lin Li shows up to your dad with a box of paint saying 'this is the bridal gift,' you won't be able to laugh it off anymore."