The Most Random System

Chapter 1090: Chapter 488: Whose Lifetime Is This, Again? (Part 3)

Lin Li: "Brother Du, I’m entrusting you with my life’s paper."

Du Zhuo: "..."

Du Zhuo suddenly felt that perhaps the bathroom stall wasn’t meant to trap him with the crap, but to separate him from it.

Damn it.

Do your research institutes actually accept resumes instead of medical records when recruiting talents?

Suddenly, it didn’t seem like the toilet paper provided was particularly dirty anymore.

Seeing no response from the stall, Lin Li stopped acting crazy, manifested a small pack of paper, slipped it through the gap, and said with a laugh: "Just joking, bro, want me to wait for you at the entrance?"

"Whew—" Seeing that paper was indeed passed in, Du Zhuo relaxed a bit, proving that Lin Li was at least still redeemable, and he waved his hand: "No need, wait for me by the car."

Lin Li felt a bit uneasy with him outside.

"Alright."

Lin Li didn’t plan on tormenting Du Zhuo further, and after taking off gloves he had put on to prevent Du Zhuo from developing a fetish for playing with poop while squatting, he tossed them into the trash and returned to the car to wait.

Meanwhile, he took the time to chat a bit, because he couldn’t neglect his monogamy for a mission—that’s Lin Li’s way of maintaining his harem!

It seemed Du Zhuo wasn’t someone prone to hemorrhoids since he didn’t squat for long and came out quickly.

Seeing this, Lin Li began to ’find an excuse’ to end the chat, but as the conversation officially ended, he noticed Du Zhuo stood by the car but didn’t get in; instead, he looked around.

"Brother Du, what are you looking at?" Lin Li couldn’t help his curiosity.

"I’m checking if smoking is allowed here," Du Zhuo replied, then murmured to himself: "Shouldn’t be anyone catching me."

Then Du Zhuo took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and nodded towards Lin Li: "Lin Li, do you smoke?"

"Me? I don’t smoke."

"It’s good that you don’t; smoking isn’t a good thing." Du Zhuo nodded and put a cigarette into his own mouth.

"Brother Du, why didn’t you smoke in the bathroom just now? You wouldn’t have to be so cautious."

Seeing Du Zhuo continuously watching his surroundings while smoking, Lin Li asked amusedly.

Lin Li’s words seemed to hit a nerve with Du Zhuo, as he suddenly became much more agitated:

"Damn it, smoke in the bathroom?

I’ll never smoke in the bathroom again; I’ve been scarred for life!

Lin Li, let me tell you, I have a friend who smoked while squatting, playing with his phone at the same time. He flicked his cigarette ash, didn’t notice, and flicked the ash onto his groin! Damn it! Learn from this cautionary tale, seriously, not just me; everyone should learn! My friend never wants to experience that ever again!!"

Lin Li: "O.o?"

Lin Li: "666, eating smoke-roasted birds without inviting me."

Du Zhuo: "?"

Du Zhuo almost choked to death on a puff of smoke.

This damned Lin Li is quite the connoisseur, and his description instantly made one feel appetized.

"But won’t that leave a scar?" Lin Li, in the next second, began to worry about appearance issues.

"It will!" Du Zhuo got even more worked up:

"My friend has a scar! Damn it, it’s way darker than the surrounding area, deeply embedded, and it’s ugly as hell!

Besides, smoke burns are troublesome; even when on your hand, you need several rounds of skin to fade it out, but that place doesn’t regenerate, so the scar will likely be semi-permanent. I’m so damn fed up with it!"

Lin Li reminded: "Uh, it’s your friend who’s fed up."

Du Zhuo: "Right, right, it’s my friend, and he’s fed up!!"