Free Web NovelAfter Lu Yibei finished modifying his ID, he stared at the screen for a moment, waiting. Seeing no further messages, he pondered for two seconds and exited the chat group.
Of course, before exiting the chat group and putting away his phone, he also conveniently submitted a report, citing the promotion of feudal superstition and potential pornography, which exists in most chat groups. freēwebnovel.com
Anyway, it doesn't cost anything to try reporting. What if this'source of all evil' could be nipped in the bud?
If the group gets banned, it only proves that the mastermind behind the Monster Story Chat Group is a noob, just like Ju Meng, someone whom modern technological power cannot defeat.
Conversely, if they are truly that powerful, his report would be useless anyway.
...
On the way home, passing by the convenience store at the entrance of the residential area, Lu Yibei stopped for a moment, went in, and bought instant noodles, eggs, tomatoes, lettuce hearts, a bunch of scallions, and two boxes of strawberry ice cream.
These were the ingredients for cooking for Ju Meng. Lu Yibei was usually quite trustworthy once he agreed to someone's request, as long as what the other person wanted wasn't his body or his life.
Leaving the convenience store, he looked at the full convenience bag in his hand and shrugged.
With meat, vegetables, and dessert, after going through a whole mess of things, he could still give that Smelly Girl, who had stolen his bank card, such treatment. He had truly done his utmost.
Moreover, the secret recipe for boiled instant noodles was considered a signature dish of Lus Sichuan Cuisine Restaurant. It was delicious, affordable, and definitely a popular late-night snack deeply loved by the surrounding community.
Lu Yibei still remembered that Old Dad's secret recipe for boiled instant noodles had a record of selling nearly three hundred portions in one night.
It was far superior to those internet-famous instant noodle restaurants that sprang up quickly and disappeared even faster.
But that glorious scene ceased to exist as the nights grew longer, affecting late-night delivery severely, and with Old Dad's unexpected passing.
I really do prefer being a chef... Lu Yibei sighed in his heart and quickened his pace towards his home.
...
Stopping at the door, taking out his key to open it, Lu Yibei habitually called out softly into the room.
"I'm back!"
As soon as he opened the door and saw the scene inside, he sensed an unusual atmosphere and couldn't help but frown.
The room was dark with no lights on. The urban legend, who usually rushed out with joyful and strange cries as soon as the door opened, were nowhere to be seen. The house was terrifyingly quiet, as if brewing a storm.
Something's not right, absolutely not right!
Given Ju Meng's annoying habit of going crazy playing at home all day, and if I hadn't stopped her, she would have wanted to turn my living room into a slow-rock bar and internet cafe combined club, would she be this quiet?
However, my eyes aren't burning, which means there's no lurking danger...
Thinking this, Lu Yibei narrowed his eyes slightly, backed out of the door little by little, looked up at the door number, and was about to quietly close the door when he heard a faint voice from inside the room.
"You're back? Since you're back, why do you want to leave again?"
Lu Yibei, "..."
Hearing Ju Meng's strange tone, he suddenly wanted to leave this place even faster. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Just as he was about to turn and leave, the lights in the room suddenly turned on. He turned his head towards the direction of the switch and saw the urban legend huddled together, peeking out, frantically shaking their heads at him.
It was as if they were silently conveying messages like "Don't blame us, we were forced!"
Seeing this, Lu Yibei nodded slightly, also using his eyes to respond with "I know, I don't blame you," then withdrew his gaze and looked at Ju Meng in the living room.
At this moment, she had taken off the oversized T-shirt and put back on the green robe, wearing the ghost-like mask. She had moved a chair and sat in the middle of the road, her hands crossed over her chest, staring intently at the entrance. Through the slits in the mask, a hint of anger could be vaguely seen in her eyes.
Lu Yibei stared at Ju Meng for two seconds, unperturbed, changed into his slippers, closed the door, and walked towards the kitchen with the convenience bag, expressionless.
"Hmph!"
After only a few steps, a cold snort came from his ear, startling him into a sudden shiver.
Lu Yibei turned to look at Ju Meng and said irritably, "What's with you? Startling me like this?"
Ju Meng looked at Lu Yibei sideways, her chin slightly raised, "Why are you back so late? Didn't you say you were coming back to cook for me? Do you know how dangerous it is to wander around outside after dark! Do you know how worried Sister was at home?!"
Ju Meng's words, seven parts blame and three parts concern, came crashing down on him, leaving Lu Yibei completely confused and standing there at a loss.
Why does her way of speaking sound so much like my dad?
Could it be that she, like Shui Ge, is not satisfied with our current relationship and wants to take it a step further, to be my dad?
Old Dad, can you see from heaven? Your son is being taken advantage of, quickly use your divine power to control them!
Seeing Lu Yibei standing there for a long time without speaking, Ju Meng secretly rejoiced, thinking, he must feel guilty. It seems this tactic is effective.
In fact, Ju Meng felt a little guilty about not controlling her hand and topping up too many points at once. At first, she had planned to put aside her dignity as a god and apologize to him properly.
However, she waited and waited but didn't see Lu Yibei return. As the sky darkened, her mindset gradually changed.
This wave, this wave is a preemptive strike, turning the tables, female on top.
Anyway, as long as I suppress him in terms of momentum from the start, with him depleted and me full, he won't be able to get angry about me topping up game points!
Thinking this, Ju Meng continued to glare at Lu Yibei, "Accident? I think you're just untrustworthy! Heh, a man's mouth is a ghost that lies! You promised so well when you went out, but what happened?"
"You're making me so angry, so angry, do you even have me in your heart?"
"I..." Lu Yibei opened his lips, his head slightly lowered, and a trace of guilt couldn't help but arise in his heart. But immediately after, he realized that something seemed off.
Wait, I'm not related to her, why should I have her in my heart?
Hold on, is this some kind of trick?
Thinking of this, Lu Yibei suddenly saw the light, raised his head to look at Ju Meng, and said expressionlessly, "I say, you don't think you can just gloss over the fact that you stole my bank card by doing this, do you?"
"Where did you learn this'scum girl PUA' technique? You're not learning anything good?"
Scum girl PUA... what's that? Ju Meng was stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Yibei, unsure how to respond.
Damn it, why didn't this method work on him?
I saw those spendthrift old women in Taoyuan who were afraid of being scolded by their husbands for spending recklessly do this, and it worked really well! Ju Meng thought.
Lu Yibei, "..." It seems I hit the nail on the head.
Although Ju Meng was wearing a mask, he still detected a hint of panic in her eyes. He figured that the exquisite face beneath the mask was probably as red as a monkey's butt right now.
Having seen through Ju Meng's trick, Lu Yibei was too lazy to argue with her. Anyway, for games, once the money is topped up, it's basically not coming back.
Was the 'agree' option in the game's user agreement just for show?
Was Beishan Pizza Hut a joke?
I'm not some powerful figure like Qian Ma, I don't have that much ability.
Lu Yibei thought sullenly, turned and went to the kitchen, unhurriedly took out two pots for use, and then started processing the ingredients he bought from the convenience store.
Lu Yibei's secret recipe for boiled instant noodles is actually not complicated.
Tomatoes are used for freshness, only a small half is diced and stir-fried into a paste, then water and seasoning packets are added to make the soup base.
When the noodles are boiled in clear water until they are seven or eight parts cooked, they are scooped out, quickly rinsed with cold water, placed in a bowl, and a little lard is kneaded in.
It's best to fry the egg on only one side, letting the high temperature of the soup cook the other side, this makes it more flavorful. The lettuce hearts are dipped in and out three times, just lightly blanched, and finally, sprinkled with fragrant fried scallions, then it's considered finished.
...
When Ju Meng saw that the grand meal Lu Yibei prepared had been reduced from three meats, two vegetables, and one soup to boiled instant noodles, she was full of disdain, thinking, what's so good about that?
However, when the fresh aroma of vegetables, the richness of animal fat, and the fragrance of spices mixed with the seasoning packets... various food aromas combined, achieving a subtle balance, she finally couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
But...
You think you can just fob off Sister with a bowl of boiled instant noodles? Do you still want my dignity as a god? I absolutely won't...
"It's ready. There was a bit of an accident today, so this is all there is. Just make do with it?" Lu Yibei brought the boiled noodles to Ju Meng and said softly.
"Okay!" Ju Meng responded with a beaming smile, took the noodle bowl, lifted her mask, and started eating ravenously, not forgetting to mutter while she ate.
"Emmm... this taste is ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ far worse than the offerings in Taoyuan."
"Mm, mm!" Lu Yibei nodded.
"It's also not as good as the revolving buffet restaurant in the city center..."
"Mm mm!"
"Emm... compared to Boss Hu's longevity noodles, it's even further off!"
"Mm mm..." Lu Yibei responded twice more, his eyes fixed on Ju Meng, and suddenly asked, "Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Ju Meng blurted out, paused for two seconds, and was about to change her words when Lu Yibei, with lightning speed, snatched the conversation.
"Since I've made you something delicious, what about my potion? Didn't we agree when I went out earlier?"
"This..." Ju Meng was speechless for a moment.
"Not made yet?" Lu Yibei tilted his head, examining her expression.
"It's being made, it's being made."
I've heard this kind of tone countless times... Lu Yibei muttered to himself and said flatly, "That means it's not made."
"Tsk!" Ju Meng put down her bowl and chopsticks, rolled her eyes, "I told you it's being made, it's definitely being made. Do you think making that kind of thing doesn't take time? Go see for yourself on the balcony!"
Lu Yibei frowned and walked towards the balcony with doubt, and then he saw it, a piece of pure silver carved into a dish shape, filled with "moonlight."
The dreamlike, semi-real liquid rippled in the dish, making Lu Yibei stare in a daze.
"It looks like it's almost ready. You showed off your skills just now, now it's Sister's turn to show off mine!"
Ju Meng's voice came from behind. Lu Yibei turned to look and saw her walking towards him while licking the bowl. Her aura had unconsciously become sharper, with a faint green flame swirling around her.
Lu Yibei, "..." Why does he suddenly feel she's a little cool?
