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Lu Yuan: “Too”?
She sent him the video she had recorded.
Zhou An’an: What does it mean by “New Game” and “Players”? Are we all living in a game?
After watching the video, Lu Yuan replied: “Currently, no one on Earth can answer your question.”
Zhou An’an deflated. “The Doomsday is really coming.”
Though her life had been ordinary, mundane, and utterly uninteresting, the Doomsday would strip even that away.
Lu Yuan: “You should be getting excited.”
Zhou An’an: “Excited about dying a miserable death soon?”
Lu Yuan: “I survived Doomsday for decades without such self-pity. Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with your attitude?”
Zhou An’an, long resigned to being a “salted fish,” let his mockery slide. “My attitude is… having no attitude at all.”
Lu Yuan: “……Fine. I’ve already finalized the Doomsday Plan. You just need to implement it.”
Zhou An’an: “What plan?”
He sent her a document. Zhou An’an skimmed it and found it filled with lists of supplies to prepare:
Electromagnetic railgun, Gauss rifle, sniper grenade launcher, tiltrotor aircraft, smart night-vision goggles…
There were over a dozen more pages. She stopped reading.
Zhou An’an: I can’t do it.
Lu Yuan seemed to have anticipated this. “I know it’ll be difficult given your capabilities. You don’t need to gather all the materials listed in the Doomsday Plan- just collect what you can.”
Zhou An’an circled the last two words of “night vision goggles,” took a screenshot, and sent it to him. “I can only collect this part.”
Fortunately, there was still a Pinduoduo coupon for ¥5 off purchases over ¥20.
Lu Yuan: How much money do you have in total right now?
Zhou An’an checked her bank card balance: ¥639.
She had ¥31 in her WeChat wallet.
And a ¥5 bill in her purse.
After counting, she replied truthfully: ¥675.
Lu Yuan: Are you sure that’s everything?
Zhou An’an: If I can hold out until the end of the month, I’ll get another ¥3,500 in wages.
But by then, the ¥675 will definitely be gone. I’ll have to use Huabei and pay rent, leaving me with barely over ¥1,000.
Lu Yuan: I want to apply for a new teammate.
Zhou An’an: …
Waaah, I want one too!
Someone who doesn’t curse so harshly.
Lu Yuan: Is your job sweeping streets? How else could your salary be so low?
Lu Yuan: Did you even graduate elementary school?
Lu Yuan: Have you ever considered that your failures aren’t due to bad luck, but simply a lack of intelligence?
Zhou An’an completely retreated into her shell.
Lu Yuan: Hey, are you still there? Answer me.
She forced herself to type: Yes, I am a useless piece of trash. Just delete me.
Lu Yuan: So you’ve got some backbone after all?
Zhou An’an: What’s wrong with being useless? I’m useless in my own way, and I’ve never affected anyone else. No matter how hard things get, I’ve never owed anyone a single cent! I didn’t ask to be born this way. I worked hard to get into college, but what was the point? I wasted four years and my parents’ life savings! I should just die. I never wanted to be born. This world doesn’t need me at all! But I used to have happy times too. I was my parents’ darling, the teacher praised a good girl. Were all those moments fake? How did everything suddenly change?
Lu Yuan didn’t reply, probably thinking she’d gone mad.
Zhou An’an hadn’t spoken such a long, impassioned speech to anyone in ages. Once she started, she couldn’t stop. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and typed furiously.
I know you want to match with wealthy and powerful human elites. I wish that too. You go ahead and make your grand plans, change the world. I’m just a useless piece of trash who wants to live. Don’t people have the right to live just by being born? Why is even surviving so hard?
She desperately wanted to cry out in anger and sorrow, but she was afraid her neighbors would come banging on the door to yell at her. Instead, she buried her face in her pillow, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
A long silence followed, until the tears on her cheeks dried, leaving her skin stinging. Only then did Zhou An’an lift her head.
Lu Yuan had undoubtedly deleted her. Who would want to collaborate with someone as useless and deranged as her?
She didn’t bother checking, clinging to the last shreds of her dignity while inwardly comforting herself- At least he doesn’t know my name or what I look like.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed.
Lu Yuan: Do you really want to survive?
Zhou An’an: What if I do? You wouldn’t help me anyway.
Lu Yuan: I have no interest in helping you personally, but since fate has bound us together, I must take responsibility for you.
Zhou An’an stared at her phone in disbelief.
Lu Yuan continued, as if speaking to himself: Even if your only goal is survival, your meager savings won’t last. You need to make a fortune quickly.
Snapping out of her daze, Zhou An’an realized he wasn’t joking: Everyone knows Doomsday is coming. Where am I supposed to make money? Even if I did, what would I buy?
Lu Yuan: Who said everyone knows?
Zhou An’an: It’s all over the sky!
Lu Yuan: Seeing isn’t always believing. Just watch- tomorrow, there will be a different explanation, the government will manipulate the news. The truth, like cutting-edge technology, is a wealth monopolized by the elite, irrelevant to ordinary people.
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