Chapter 3: Loneliness Like Snow
Zhang Meng choked on a mouthful of soup, and began to cough violently.
It hurts my self-esteem! Am I not right in what I said? What does it mean for this young girl to laugh so unabashedly?
Zhang Meng did not use the so-called invincibility; his fingers danced rapidly, causing the plane to move imperceptibly from side to side. Three seconds later, the plane emerged unscathed from a dense barrage of bullets.
In the days that followed, Fang Ying would bring not only some freshly made soup each time she visited, but also a new game to challenge Zhang Meng. However, each time, Zhang Meng would effortlessly complete the game, leaving the young girl infuriated.
I won't watch it anymore. Zhang Meng walked over and turned off the television
Since he was able to get out of bed and walk, Zhang Meng often had the nurse who took care of him assist him in going out for a walk, observing this unfamiliar world. Every time Zhang Meng stared at some common objects and asked some bewildering questions, the nurse couldn't help but want to laugh
The little mouse inside is simply too cunning and too adorable, always achieving great victories. Fang Ying also turned her gaze towards the television
"You have played it, right? You are deliberately deceiving me," Fang Ying pressed on relentlessly
Indeed, the design is exquisite. Over the past millennium, the development of mortal technology has progressed rapidly
"The movements are too sluggish," Zhang Meng commented
Although Fang Ying was the one who caused the accident, she could not be by Zhang Meng's side at all times. Apart from the initial few days when she stayed by his side, the remaining days were primarily spent with the hospital nurses taking care of Zhang Meng
Ah, I died again!" Fang Ying exclaimed angrily. On the screen, the airplane emitted a loud explosion, shattering into pieces.
Oh. Zhang Meng nodded and said, "The rule is to evade all attacks, right?"
"Have you played it before?" Fang Ying asked weakly
You come here! Fang Ying angrily handed the PSP to Zhang Meng, who took it and examined it carefully. After pressing a few buttons, he asked, "Is this for up, down, left, and right?"
"Yes." Fang Ying pointed to another button beside her and said, "This is the super energy shell, which can make you temporarily invincible, but it can only be used three times."
"Deceiver, Level 3, you are doomed," Fang Ying said resentfully
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"I have never played it," Zhang Meng shook his head.
"Quick, dodge!" Fang Ying exclaimed as she saw the bullet about to hit the plane. However, she noticed that Zhang Meng's hand moved slightly, skillfully maneuvering the aircraft to narrowly avoid the impact.
With each successful challenge, one must face an increasing number of enemies shooting at oneself, and the bullets to dodge will multiply. This serves as a gradual test of the operator's reflexes
It is merely a stroke of luck
Level 5, you are really doomed
"I knew it, I took a month to reach the eighth level, how did you complete it in just half an hour? But still, that's really impressive." Fang Ying's eyes began to sparkle.
Level 6, this time you are truly doomed
Unfortunately, this physical body is severely injured and currently quite inconvenient. Moreover, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is muddled and chaotic, resulting in a slow gathering speed. Even so, Zhang Meng's injuries are recovering at a pace that astonishes the doctors. Almost every day, when the doctors come to check, they express their amazement.
"So stingy." Fang Ying chose not to engage with him any further, as she had become somewhat familiar with this boy's personality during this time. She simply took out a PSP from her bag and started playing a game.
Yes
"Ahem, the weather is really hot." Facing Zhang Meng, who turned his head to stare into her eyes, Fang Ying awkwardly cleared her throat twice. This was already the eighth level, and Fang Ying had just lost at this very point.
Why should I be angry?" Zhang Meng continued to drink his soup
Ten minutes later, Zhang Meng returned the PSP to Fang Ying. On the screen, flowers were flying everywhere, and planes were weaving through them, accompanied by the sounds of congratulations for clearing the level
Murder to silence! If this matter gets out, how will we establish ourselves in the cultivation world in the future
Fang Ying pressed her lips together in a smile, handing a bowl of hot soup to Zhang Meng, watching him with a mischievous glint in her eyes
Zhang Meng also found a pastime to pass the time. A few days ago, while watching television, he inadvertently discovered a very interesting show, which he has been following closely these days
Ah, use the invincible one quickly! That area is impossible to evade." Fang Ying suddenly shouted
"You say I am slow, yet your own reactions are just as sluggish!" Fang Ying murmured softly
In the first level, the attacks encountered were not numerous; almost every time, the bullets grazed past the plane. Zhang Meng maintained a calm demeanor, while Fang Ying felt anxious each time, breaking into a sweat.
Fang Ying blinked her eyes and stared at Zhang Meng for a long time, only to see his serious expression, which immediately made her burst into uncontrollable laughter. And the books.
"I have never played it." Zhang Meng continued to shake his head
Zhang Meng felt quite embarrassed under the watchful gaze, as he sipped his soup while attentively listening to the sounds coming from the television.
Level 4, you are doomed
Alas! Zhang Meng has admitted it
When Zhang Meng pressed the start button, an aircraft appeared, gradually accelerating and then moving towards a void. Before long, it encountered several enemies who began firing at it.
"How do we begin?" Zhang Meng asked, raising his head in inquiry
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Fang Ying took it after setting it up and then handed it back to Zhang Meng: "Just press this button to start, but I believe you won't even get past the first level."
This in itself is a mistake. Zhang vigorously shook his head, saying, "It is one thing to use it for entertainment, but to treat it as a philosophy of life is utterly wrong. A true man should be able to endure and adapt; a mouse should not repeatedly provoke the patience of a cat. On the contrary, I admire that cat, which, despite being able to easily catch the mouse, chooses to play with it each time. The heights are lonely, and solitude is as cold as snow!" On the contrary, I admire that cat, which, despite being able to easily catch the mouse, chooses to play with it each time. The heights are lonely, and solitude is as cold as snow!
Zhang Meng's brows twitched, and the smile on his face faded. He cleared his throat twice and said, "Just passing the time out of boredom"
Zhang Meng was able to find some traces from memory, but it was the first time seeing the actual object. I saw Fang Ying controlling her character, dodging left and right amidst a hail of bullets, her reactions remarkably agile
Fang Ying let out a scoff, placed the thermos on the table, and casually remarked: "If you like to watch, then go ahead; no one is laughing at you."
However, Fang Ying would occasionally come over to check on him. Whenever she came, she would naturally not come empty-handed, always bringing soup with her.
Except for that initial visit, after the entire class came to see Zhang Meng under the guidance of the counselor, no one else came to visit him. This also reflects, from another perspective, that his interpersonal relationships were not particularly good.
"Alright, alright, I've played it. I've been playing this game since I was three years old," Zhang Meng said with a bitter smile
Impossible! Fang Ying was stunned; this game has no cheats. Just now, it clearly seemed that the bullets hit the plane, so how could there be no effect?
The attacks encountered in the eighth level have become so intense that they leave one feeling overwhelmed, yet the aircraft controlled by Zhang Meng seems to have a life of its own, circling, shifting sideways, and swaying slightly from side to side. Fang Ying inadvertently cast her gaze upon Zhang Meng's hands and noticed that his fingers were nimbly dancing, very steady and very swift
After having some soup, Zhang Meng went to the balcony to bask in the sun. Hearing a series of crackling sounds coming from Fang Ying's side, he walked over to her with some confusion and looked down.
The attacks in the second phase increased slightly, yet Zhang Meng's reactions remained the same. He gently pressed the button, and the seemingly doomed aircraft managed to escape danger each time.
"Tom and Jerry" is a classic animated series. Fang Ying suddenly said, "The creative process took a full twenty-five years, and this series is characterized by its farcical nature, with a very lively plot. Many people enjoy watching it, and I do too"
What made Zhang Meng feel most embarrassed was that no matter whether he was urinating or defecating, the nurse would follow him closely. Especially when urinating, the feeling of having his private parts held by a young girl was truly... very unpleasant
Are you angry?" Fang Ying walked up to Zhang Meng and waved her hands in front of his eyes.
The young boy, despite his age, seemed like an old relic, thought the nurse
However, Fang Ying found that her wishes were in vain; no matter how dense the bullets were, Zhang Meng would calmly evade them, not even sustaining a single scratch.
Zhang Meng scratched his forehead, feeling a bit feverish, yet he still said: "It's just to pass the time out of boredom"
On that day, while Zhang Meng was smiling and enjoying the delightful film, Fang Ying walked in through the door. The beautiful woman still appeared youthful and vibrant, wearing sunglasses and carrying a pot of soup. Upon entering, she greeted Zhang Meng and then turned to glance at the television, saying, "Oh, you like watching this kind of children's animation, huh"
However, it does not matter; Zhang Meng is indifferent to these things. Every day, he enjoys good food and drink, and is taken care of by beautiful nurses. Moreover, he feels quite pleased because he has acquired such a body with the potential for cultivation, and his recovery is progressing very well.
During the day, Zhang Meng lay quietly on the hospital bed, focusing on his recovery. When he felt bored, he would watch television and read newspapers. Although he had integrated the memories of this body, Zhang Meng believed he should further familiarize himself with the current world.
Have you played this before?" Fang Ying asked
I only saw Fang Ying holding a pink PSP, playing a flight avoidance game
Taking advantage of the nurses' break in the evening, Zhang Meng entered a meditative state to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth