Chapter 13: Added Yan God’s Contact Info

I was fiddling with my clothes hanger when a very important question suddenly popped into my mind.

That was—

Do I need a bed curtain?

Having an opaque bed curtain is essentially equivalent to owning a relatively private space, where I can do whatever I want without being seen.

So then.

What kind of things would I be doing in the dorm that can’t be seen by my roommates?

Ding-dong—

On my dual-logged-in WeChat, a message popped up from the other account—an unread barrage of chatter.

[Bro, bro! I found you another super adorable girl!! Excited or not? Thrilled or not? I’m the best wingman ever, right?]

[I’ve already set it up for you. You guys are playing games together tomorrow. You better behave yourself.]

I stared at the screen for several minutes, until Ye Maozi popped up with another flurry of messages.

[Damn, you’ve been silent for a whole day and night. Did you even make it to Jing City or what?]

[If you’re alive, at least make a peep.]

I already consider her someone very close to me.

The reason I hadn’t replied yet was simply because I still didn’t know how to continue interacting with her.

Maybe… I’ll just keep it going like this?

As long as I don’t turn on voice chat, who’s going to know that my body’s already changed?

Thinking this through, a cute smile bloomed on my face.

[Peep. What girl?]
I held my phone—which was much bigger than my palm—and quickly tapped out two lines.

[My phone died. Just got to campus and plugged it in.]

Ye Maozi:
[Obviously your favorite type—super cute, unbelievably adorable junior girl from the universe!!]

[Yup, same year as you.]

[Oh right, which school are you attending again?]

I didn’t answer her last question.

[Impressive. You even managed to find that kind of girl. I’ll be online on time tomorrow. So… who are we playing with? Didn’t you say you met two super cute junior girls?]

I didn’t reply to the question about which school I’m in, and Ye Maozi just assumed I was too plain-looking and shy to say—so she didn’t press it.

[Either is fine. You pick.]

[The first one is a proper young lady—kind of a noble princess. She might be a bit temperamental, but she really, truly admires you. I think she’ll act super obedient in front of you. After all, even the prickliest hedgehog will tuck away its spines in front of someone it likes.]

[You little punk! You’ve hit the jackpot. I can tell—she likes you a lot. If you give it a shot, there’s a good chance you’ll be in a relationship just like that.]

[The second one… has a much softer personality. Talking to her is like biting into marshmallows—sweet right to the core. As for her background, I don’t think it’s ordinary either. She’s got that graceful temperament only seen in those from wealthy, prestigious families.]

A young lady?

I blinked my big eyes.

Maybe because of Su Liumeng, I instinctively didn’t want to interact with any kind of “young lady.”

[I’ll go with the second one.]

Ye Maozi:
[Pfft, you’re really not picking the first one? It’s not like I got paid to hype her up, but she’s genuinely been looking forward to playing games with you. You sure you wanna pass on her?]

[You little…!]

[Ugh, fine. Whatever you prefer is more important. I’ll ping you tomorrow when she logs on to play.]

[I’ve still got stuff to handle at school. Catch you later.]

After replying with a simple [Mm], I slowly set down my phone—with its cartoon sticker on the back.

With that, I now had two gaming appointments for tomorrow.

A single round of Starfield only takes about twenty minutes.

At most, I’d play two or three rounds. There’s no way I’d be unlucky enough to have the two collide.

I chuckled to myself, shaking my head at my own overthinking.

What are the chances of something so coincidental?

There are twenty-four whole hours in a day.

There’s no way I’d be forced to clone myself over something like this.

I opened my laptop and clicked on the Starfield icon.

First, I downloaded the latest update to save myself the trouble tomorrow.

No point wasting time prepping last minute.

Starfield is a highly open-world, universe-themed battle royale game.

Players pilot spacecrafts, mine resources across different planets, upgrade their ships and weapons, and even craft unique gear using materials.

It’s incredibly popular among young people and currently the most explosive game worldwide.

Knock knock—

Li Mei gently knocked on the door before carefully pushing it open.

Seeing this, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re coming back to your own dorm—why are you knocking?”

“I didn’t want to disturb you if you were in the middle of something,” Li Mei replied softly, and then tiptoed to her seat.

She pulled out a book and started flipping through it with quiet concentration.

My grades weren’t bad at all.

I had gotten into Beiqing University entirely on my own merit—so it was easy for me to tell what Li Mei was studying.

Advanced Mathematics.

“I’m heading out for a bit. Make sure to lock the door if you leave.”

“Okay.”

As I stepped out of the girls’ dormitory, the sunlight outside was blazing.

After a long period of silence, the ghost baby inside me stirred—and for the first time, I heard her soft, childish voice.

*****

On the other side of Beiqing University, in another sector of campus, Su Liumeng had arrived at school early.

By donating two buildings to the university, she’d successfully secured a private villa all to herself.

She was sprawled across a massive pink princess-style bed, kicking her legs in the air in frustration—matching her current mood.

“Why won’t he play games with me…”

At that moment, her mood matched the third emoji saved on her phone:

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Just like her peers chased after celebrities, she too had someone she idolized—
a super-genius who had long since made a name for himself in Starfield.

Except, her way of “chasing” was a little… different.

She didn’t just want to admire him from afar—she wanted to sleep with him.

In short, to completely devour and possess him, body and soul.

Aaaahhh—!

Every time Su Liumeng thought about the face she’d imagined for Yan God, she couldn’t help but roll around on her bed in a frenzy.

By the time she lifted her head again, her delicate face was already flushed.

…Or rather, bright red.

Her pearly little teeth lightly bit her soft, dewy lips.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

She whipped out her phone and transferred 500,000 yuan to Shangguan Xiyue.

【Wuwuwu please, pretty big sis! If I don’t get Yan God’s contact info soon, I’m seriously going to die!】

Her watery eyes drooped just like a pair of bunny ears wilting in the heat—dimming in spirit all at once.

【Ok ok, young miss—I mean, your humble servant shall complete this mission without fail.】

Ding dong—

On my way to the cafeteria, I suddenly got a transfer notification for 250,000 yuan.

【Cut the chatter. Add someone. 250k. That rich young lady from earlier—are you adding her or not?】

I didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

【Add.】